Injustice Starts with Marvel

A moment ago….

When Odin's army came out completely and surrounded Kratos and others like a tide.

Even though Kratos and the warriors around him were not cowardly.

But in their hearts, they actually have the courage to die.

They are powerful, they can kill, kill a lot of people!

But if the enemy is really endless like a tide...

Then, no matter in the powerful mortal warrior, will realize that nature can never be defeated!

Even if it's just a tide of people.

It's also a tide! !

Facing the endless onslaught of heroic spirits, the Spartan warriors did their best to kill every enemy in front of them.

But the scary thing is that there are always new enemies in front of them!

And their current leader Kratos.

This demigod, who was far beyond the mortals, was also the first to find Siglun, the king of the Valkyries under Odin!

The battle between him and Siglun lasted a full two hours.

No one can describe how fiery their fight was during these two hours.

Only Kratos knew, when he and Sigron were rubbing against each other.

At least six Spartan warriors, his comrades-in-arms, were smashed into minced meat by him and Sigrun!

In other words, indirectly, he killed six teammates!

But he had no time for guilt, and no time for despair.

Because when he used an axe that he snatched from nowhere, he severely cut off Sigron's wings.

When he stepped on Sigron's head with his big foot, which was only wearing sedge sandals.

When he wrapped his arms around Siglun's waist and pulled the Valkyrie's body out of her head...

No blood appeared, and the enemy in front of him turned into a spot of light in a blink of an eye, dissipating into the air.

At that moment, Kratos was completely silent.

Siglun is the strongest enemy he has encountered since he was an adult except for Heisenberg!

If in the past, when he defeated and killed such a strong enemy.

He would immediately sit on the spot, not only to breathe the air of victory to his heart's content, but also to relieve the exhaustion of fighting.

But at this moment, Siglun was just approaching the end.

Kratos ushered in his new enemy.

In a trance, Kratos raised his already tired arms.

He simply wiped his blood-stained eyes, and desperately looked at the Valkyrie who looked a little different from Sigrun.

Vaguely, Kratos heard what the woman was yelling at him...

Kratos couldn't hear what the woman was saying, he only heard it at the end, the woman seemed to mention a name.

Oroun!

Kratos shook his head wearily. Is that the woman's name?

If so, after killing her, he would recite that name and pray for him.

if not….

I will also recite that name for her after her death!

Everything about you and me is not important anymore, what's the point of a name?

All that matters is the inevitable fight that follows.

Grasping the axe he grabbed from nowhere, Kratos straightened up and faced Oglun in front of him again.

He saw Oglenn rushing towards him.

But just before the attack, Kratos couldn't help turning his head and looked around the entire battlefield.

The spears of the heroes of Norse mythology are like a rain of fire, constantly smashing on the already broken hot spring gate!

Wenquan Pass had already fallen, and no matter how hard their two hundred people fought, they couldn't stop the tens of billions of enemies.

Fortunately, Sparta's own follow-up troops arrived in time, and the Spartan native army of one million, plus the number of more than 20 million Heros army.

These fighters with completely different positions, but at this time, the purpose is completely the same, just like poor bubbles, it is difficult to spread out and extend it.

Then he was tenacious, but helplessly stood in front of the tide of heroic spirits.

Every second, countless people fell to the ground, and every second also countless heroic souls returned to the sky.

Vaguely, Kratos seemed to hear the roars of every warrior, and their unwilling or helpless prayers before they died.

boom! !

Lost for a moment, Oroun's spear pierced directly into Kratos' heart.

But in just an instant, Kratos grasped the spear of Oroun, directly attached to the spear, and threw Oroun to the ground!

The **** tattoo on his body is getting hotter and hotter, and the blood in his heart gradually joins all his dead comrades in arms, and even those slaves he never put into his eyes in the past.

Gradually infected with unwillingness and indignation!

In the face of the massive attack of the foreign gods, whether it is a Spartan warrior or a grief-stricken Helaus in the past.

No one questioned the reason for his death.

No matter what their status, they are willing and content to die defending their homeland!

But what about others?

What about the gods? !

Even slaves are willing to fight to the death for the land behind them.

But the land behind him, even Hot Spring Pass, which was now destroyed by the war.

Since everything should be the property of the gods, when I and my comrades shed blood here.

What about the gods? !

While overturning Oroun fiercely, Kratos couldn't hold back any longer.

Like all unwilling comrades-in-arms, he opened his arms towards the sky and roared in between the battles.

"Aris!!

Zeus! !

Gods, we are still fighting! !

And you....

Did you retreat? ! "

At this moment, all the people who were closer to Kratos gave him a dull look.

With just one glance, the flames of war rekindled, and more blood splattered on every inch of land beside Kratos.

The blood under my feet flowed like a river, as if even the sky was dyed the color of blood!

That color is every dead soul's indictment to the gods!

That color is the hope and longing for all the living beings who are still alive!

The more unwilling, the more looking forward to it.

Just like a gambler!

Gradually, anyone who was still alive couldn't help but glance up at the sky every time they killed an enemy.

They waited, they stared, and their eyes widened.

until….

Sa! !

Until that rainbow light that the mortals of Olympus had never seen took over the whole sky! !

At this moment, the blood color faded, and it seems that even the haze brought by the infinite heroic spirits has been smashed into the air by the rainbow light in a blink of an eye!

Facing the beautiful light, the soldiers raised their eyelids with difficulty.

They finally saw their god!

only….

The man standing in front of all the gods, why is he not Zeus?

No one knows Heisenberg's identity, at least most people don't.

But they all heard Heisenberg!

They saw Heisenberg raise the spear, even if they shouldn't see it clearly, but Heisenberg's figure just seemed to be in front of them!

They saw that when the war spear was completely raised, the heartbeats of all the gods froze!

They saw that when Heisenberg opened his mouth to shout, every being, gods and mortals alike, uttered a morale-boosting cry for it!

The last they heard, in the battlefield of the slow rebuke of swords and wailing.

Heisenberg's voice completely overshadowed all the noise!

Because they finally heard what they wanted to hear the most!

"Army attack!!"

…

"For Olympus!!"

"For Heisenberg!!"

"For Chaos!!"

"For Aphrodite!!"

…

No one can hold the gods and their warriors in the footsteps again!

Countless slogans came to mind at the same time, all the gods and their warriors, together with their warriors, accurately rushed into the position where they should appear!

The gods quickly identified the most active and powerful enemy on the battlefield.

As for the warriors of the gods, they immediately replaced the Spartans who had been throwing their heads and shed their blood!

Even Kratos, when he raised his axe again.

An incomparably beautiful and incomparably attractive hand gently stopped in front of him.

Seeing this, Kratos was slightly taken aback, and he couldn't help but look up at the back in front of him.

The woman who appeared in front of him was wearing traditional Olympus-style golden armor, and the runes and divine words all over the armor showed the identity of this woman.

"Athena!"

Hearing Kratos' voice, Athena nodded slightly and continued.

"Only today, I forgive you for the offense of not honoring me as your crown.

And, I have one more thing to say to you.

Good work, my warrior! "

The voice fell, and Athena's slender white right hand was pressed on Kratos' shoulder.

Immediately, a soft and incomparable light followed that hand and rushed into Kratos' palm!

Meanwhile, Athena continued.

"I kept you waiting, my warriors.

Olympus itself had some unexpected situations. Our derelict god-king was disturbed by his own personal affairs and enemies to the point of disregarding the safety of his home country!

Fortunately, there is His Majesty Heisenberg in our world!

If even the gods can't stand in front of the warriors, how can the gods deserve the three sacrifices and five sacrifices of mortals?

And when the god-kings can't lead the gods where we should be.

Kratos, if I were you, if I were all your other comrades fighting here.

Then I'm destined to change to a name that I chant in prayer! ! "

"I know!!"

Facing the voice of Athena, Kratos nodded heavily!

"I know whose name I should chant!

I just didn't expect that he actually.... "

"You didn't expect him to be at the forefront of the gods, did you?"

As Athena responded to Kratos's words, she raised her dazzling spear and aimed the tip of the spear at Orluen, who was gradually frowning on the opposite side.

Looking at Orluen's slightly trembling golden wings, Athena said to Kratos without looking back.

"Like no one in Sparta can deal with the enemy in front of you except you!

The reason why they came to you, the reason why you came to fight them.

The reason for this is the same as the fact that His Majesty Heisenberg would stand at the forefront of us, giving orders to the gods of our entire pantheon! "

As soon as the voice fell, Athena stepped on her left foot, and her whole body suddenly turned into a streamer, and she rushed straight to Oroune who instantly transformed into a defensive posture.

It was only after she rushed away that her last voice kept echoing in Kratos' ears!

Athena finally said:

"The reason why you are in that place...

Because neither you nor His Majesty Heisenberg...

You deserve it! ! "

…

Meanwhile, in the sky!

When the gods completely began to charge!

Heisenberg frowned, and together with Hera, who was standing still beside him, looked at the entire battlefield today!

In Olympus, although the gods are many, their warriors are indeed many.

But how to describe it, the number of their fighters is too small compared to Northern Europe!

The gods of Olympus don't like to hoard the dead, they mostly like to find a living warrior, then give him a certain level of life and let him fight for himself.

In this way, Heisenberg gathered more than 400 gods on Olympus, and these gods gathered a total of more than 170 million warriors!

It looks like a lot, but such a lineup is thrown behind today's battlefield.

It's like a wave, smashing into the whole sea at a loss!

So Heisenberg shook his head at Hera.

"Not enough, the number of our soldiers is far from enough!"

"Indeed, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, somehow, even Hera called Heisenberg His Majesty.

She held Heisenberg's hand tightly, and her eyes were fixed on Odin, who was also looking here in the distance, and a series of gods beside him!

Facing Hera's eyes, looking at Heisenberg's demeanor that he didn't care about himself at all.

Odin waved his right hand gently!

Immediately, all the gods beside Odin, except Frigga, rushed out!

First among them is Tyr, the Asgardian **** of justice and bravery!

Behind Tyre is Thor's wife, Sif, the goddess of land and harvest!

And then there's Frey, the **** of prosperity and peace!

With the radiance of Freya, the goddess of breeding, the sister of Frigga!

Heimdall's sword descended on Apollo's shield!

The darkness raised by Hodr, the **** of darkness in Asgard, enveloped the lantern in Hestia's hand!

Only poor Bugila.

His poems and songs, which were enough to make most of the gods fascinated, were wrongly sung to Hephaestus by him...

He should have gone to Apollo, the Norse **** of art, and Heimdall's mistake.

His poetry should have been equal to Apollo's, and the two of them should have sympathized with each other.

But now, his moving songs that kill countless people at the same time have only received a soft evaluation from Hephaestus.

Hephaestus: "What gadgets?"

As soon as the voice fell, the eldest son of Hera directly raised his hammer and smashed it **** the bewildered Bujira's chest!

The war between the gods is heating up in an instant, and they no longer have time to pay attention to their warriors, and the situation among mortals!

Only Heisenberg is the only one who can see everything now.

So, watching the mortals of the Olympus camp in retreat, Heisenberg raised his spear together.

He opened his mouth, and his image and his voice appeared in the eyes and ears of every Greek.

Linked to the whole world, looking at every Greek life, Heisenberg lightly flicked the spear.

"I am Heisenberg!"

he said.

"Now, I am leading the Greek gods and all the warriors of Sparta to resist the savage invading army from Asgard at Hot Springs!

The battle between the gods is in full swing, but mortals...

"