Thor who reversed the Marvel world

Bang Dong Bang Dang——

The already severely damaged Mark armor hit the mud behind the defense line like a punctured ball, and the harsh sound of metal collisions was heard.

James Rhodes, who had withstood almost all the power of the missile and received a strong impact, felt his vision spinning in front of his body wrapped in the armor, followed by intense pain from various parts of his body.

Finally, after flying tens of meters away and violently colliding with a giant rock, James Rhodes stopped his uncontrollable running around.

But the tearing sensation in his internal organs seemed to be displaced and shocked, causing James' mouth to instantly feel sweet, and a large mouthful of blood vomited out.

The whole incident happened in a flash of lightning.

The Avengers, who were caught off guard by the close-range explosion, hurriedly turned their backs to avoid it. When they looked up after the explosion, they discovered that James Rhodes, who should have been where he was, had been blown away from the battlefield by the explosion. outside the area.

"Rod!"

"Uncle James!"

Bruce Banner and Peter Parker were the first to react, turning back and shouting in shock.

However, the one who responded to them was Mark's armor, which was sitting on the huge rock with his head lowered and motionless, covered in charred black.

Broken cracks spread everywhere on the armor, and wisps of white smoke even rose from the gaps in many cracks.

After seeing this scene clearly, Natasha's face turned pale in an instant.

"Hey, Rod..." The voice was trembling, and her mind could not help but think of the worst case scenario. Natasha Romanoff pulled away and was about to leave the Avengers defense line and ran to check James' injury.

But as soon as Natasha turned her back, the enemy troops attacked again behind her.

"Cortana!" Sensing an attack from behind Natasha, Clinton on the side quickly shouted and reminded her.

The enemy troops that originally set foot on the coast to attack were instantly cleared due to the missile explosion caused by James' mistake. However, after a brief attack break, the dark elves and the behemoth army set foot on the coast one after another and began to rush towards the remaining Avengers.

Quickly pulling out the broad knife at his waist, Clinton clasped his hands and moved behind Natasha, blocking the enemy's melee attack on her behalf:

"Hold the defense Xiaona, we have no choice!"

When Natasha heard this, her steps immediately stopped in place.

Although James's life and death were uncertain in the scrapped Mark armor, Clinton firmly believed that he was only temporarily comatose and not as Natasha imagined.

Only by believing that James is still alive can they continue to fight.

The war is not over yet, and the Avengers must not show signs of defeat internally and psychologically while they are still physically capable of fighting.

On the other side of the coast, Scott Lang, who was acting alone from the Avengers defense team, was lucky enough to be farthest from the explosion point.

Although he was not affected by the explosion, there was an unusual movement behind him, and Scott Lang's frantically running figure couldn't help but stop where he was and look back to watch the battle.

James Rhodes, whose armor was scrapped and unconscious, had a hole in the defensive earth wall forced open by the explosion, and the Avengers were in a confused state of combat...

There was a look of astonishment on Scott Lang's face, and the originally planned actions began to waver due to the scene before him.

Whether to continue to move forward to prevent the flank siege, or to turn back to support the defense line, Scott Lang's expression continued to struggle, and his figure stopped in place and hesitated.

During this short transition period, the enemy forces' attack pattern changed somewhat after the missile exploded.

The constant thumping of the ice beasts' footsteps on the Atlantic ice suddenly became dense and harsh.

As if the explosion of the missile was a signal for a change in the form of combat, a large number of enemy troops began to have an advance route and rushed crazily towards the "breach" where the earth wall was broken.

Morale was high and the offensive was fierce.

Without the obstruction of the earth wall and James' defense, the coastal defense line that the Avengers clung to was broken through almost instantly.

All tactical defenses had to be abandoned, and the Avengers were forced to grit their teeth and switch to melee defense mode, fighting in close combat with the enemy troops that washed up on the coast...

Compared with the fierce offensive and defensive battles on the front line, Laufey II's leisurely state behind the enemy forces on the Atlantic ice was in sharp contrast.

Crossing his arms across his chest, layers of ice began to grow on the ice floor where Laufey II stood.

From a distance, it seemed as if a thick ice hand had reached out from the bottom of the sea, lifting Laufey II's figure into the sky.

The target position is right next to Malekith, who is suspended in mid-air relying on dark matter energy.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Laufey II had a strange voice. As soon as he approached Malekith, he couldn't help but speak:

"It's really a good angle to watch the battle, Malekith."

"It's just right. Not only can I get a glimpse of the whole battlefield, but I guess... I can also supervise the actions of my subordinates in a targeted manner, right?"

Glancing at Malekith who was focused on the battlefield below and did not reply, Laufey II was not surprised. After a brief pause, he continued to joke with a smile:

"If I'm not wrong, it was your idea to order the two dark elves to block the missile holes of the 'shattered metal', right?"

Laufey II pretended to shake his head and sighed: "I have to say, this method is really cruel."

Although he appeared to be unconcerned on the outside, Laufey II was well aware of the current war situation.

Two dark elves were crawling on the other side of the earth wall, always looking for opportunities, with a clear purpose. In Laufey II's view, this was definitely Malekith's intention.

"What, you really don't intend to take action just by ordering your subordinates to take action?" Laufey II asked curiously.

There was no need to get the answer from Malekith. Laufey II had already confirmed Malekith's actions by himself.

"The other side only has six people, and our army has ten thousand people," Malekith finally said indifferently:

"In terms of quantity, the greater number bullies the smaller ones; in terms of status, the superiority dominates the inferiority..."

Malekith never turned his head to look at Laufey II, and said with a little arrogance in his voice: "No need."

Compared with the previous "tiled" attack, the army was ordered to focus its attack on one point, and the resisters in the atrium seemed helpless.

The balance of the battle tilted again and again, the disadvantage of the atrium became more and more obvious, and the victory was basically sealed.

Wouldn't it be a big joke if he, the king of the dark elves in Wat Alheim, takes action?It would take a lot of effort to deal with six Zhongting people, so why talk about the great cause of unifying the nine realms?

Laufey II smacked his lips when he heard Malekith's answer, but ultimately did not answer. He just crossed his arms and looked at the battlefield below, smiling without saying a word.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, a beast-like roar shook the sky, and the earth seemed to be shaking vaguely under the roar.

With a slightly shocked expression, Laufey II quickly lowered his head and concentrated on looking for the source of the roar among the tens of thousands of troops.

I saw the surging frontline battlefield, and densely packed troops and soldiers were tightly blocked at the "breakthrough".

A ball of green light suddenly appeared, and one person stood at the forefront of the coastal defense line. The green light emitting from the gamma energy in his body became stronger and stronger, and the attack speed gradually accelerated. There was a faint sign of stopping all the enemy forces with the power of one person.