[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

The fighting has lasted for a full five hours.

After the Valkyries and Amazon female warriors killed the blue flame, they cooperated with Sol and the remaining Asgardian warriors on the ground as the vanguard of the legion, preparing a suitable environment for the large army to land on the battlefield.

With everything in place, the main fleet of spaceships that have been hovering outside the atmosphere finally began to enter the battlefield. In the gap that the vanguard tore at the cost of their lives, tens of thousands of small transport ships, various functional machines, supply Ships and frigates escorted hundreds of spaceships that were many times larger than the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier into the atmosphere.

Looking up, I can only see patches of dark shadows, like dark clouds, and like undulating and taciturn mountains.

Just like a fish swimming in the deep sea encounters a giant whale, it seems that it will be swallowed by it if you are not careful. This visual effect can bring a great sense of oppression.

It's a pity that the undead seldom feel afraid, nor are they afraid of sacrifice, so the battlefield becomes more cruel.

Technology and machinery amplify the power of individuals geometrically.

Although it is the purest hand-to-hand combat that causes effective damage in the end, as a warrior fighting outside, relying on the supply of the ship, the dispatch of the sophisticated radar intelligence system, and the almost unlimited supply of fire control support, it is enough for him to fight against a hundred. .

Pieces of blood splashed one after another.

Gray and red are mixed together to form an extremely deep dark brown, like a stone turning into magma under the burning of flames, and the ground is red for thousands of miles, bleeding and drifting.

After the spacecraft entered the atmosphere, after an hour and a half of tug-of-war, it finally gained a firm foothold in the air.

Bruce immediately issued an order to open the space transmission channel.

Still on standby in the moon base, those warriors of the Hall of Valor who were eliminated in the pilot selection due to their lack of personal learning ability finally received the order to go to the front line.

Coupled with a large number of other races in the Nine Realms, this is the largest reinforcement of the Earth Legion, numbering in the millions.

Because opening the two-way transmission channel is more risky than dimension fixed-point jumping, it can only be opened when the front line has the ability to protect the space channel, so before that, they can only be left on standby at the moon base.

If more power needs to be invested in the battlefield, every inch of the moon armed can also be sent over and used as a weapon.

Scientists on Xandar have sealed an asteroid of suitable quality, which is ready to be put into the earth’s orbit after the disappearance of the moon to maintain the earth’s normal tidal movement to avoid disasters and damage to the ecology, and it can be transmitted at any time through space technology.

In order to win this war, the earth has been squeezed dry, and there is no more power to be squeezed out.

After a huge number of fresh troops were thrown into the battlefield, the war began to become boring.

Transporting troops, treating wounded soldiers, expanding the results of battle...

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner by the command team headed by Batman.

As a member of the command ship, Cyril even feels that this war is like a well-prepared dungeon land reclamation. He can only see the data on the big screen in his eyes, and only the commander's brief and timely speeches are in his ears. The order, calmly terrible.

Thinking of this, Xi Ruier pinched the center of her brows vigorously.

This is not the dungeon he was used to when he was young. Although there are resurrection stones and resurrection points, under the influence of the power of the undead, no one's life can be resurrected countless times. This is not a failure that can be repeated. A copy of wasteland.

Those are his comrades-in-arms, fresh lives.

He wasn't the only one who thought this way, anyone who sat in the command room and watched other people shed their blood became extremely tormented.

Cyril could keenly feel that the atmosphere in the command ship became anxious.

Holding his shield, Steve used the single-line communication channel over and over again to communicate with the front-line commanders assigned to him on the battlefield, especially the Wolverine who fought side by side with him in World War II. In terms of disturbance, after getting angry, he simply uttered a few foul words and directly turned off the contact channel.

As for Tony, he started walking around the command ship non-stop, speaking faster and faster. Although he didn't delay his work, he made people dizzy.

The only person who is still as calm as the beginning is Batman.

After an hour of seeing-saw and anxious situation ahead, someone finally couldn't help it.

"I'm going out," Tony stopped suddenly, with a serious tone, "I'll go crazy if I stay here."

Cyril and Clark looked at Tony following the voice, and even Batman, who had been staring down at the screen, turned sideways.

Although Tony was anxious, in order to convince his teammates, his tone was calm, "I know Jarvis needs to help process the data, even if he is the best AI steward in the world, his computing power is limited, I can't take him away from the command ship .So I will go to the front line by myself, just like Odin, without disturbing anyone."

Cyril wanted to open his mouth to say something, but immediately realized that after the battle, he had handed over the highest decision-making power on the battlefield to Batman, so he had to shut his mouth.

So are others.

Especially Steve, who also looked eagerly at their decision-makers, expressing the same thoughts as Tony with his eyes.

In the imagination of others familiar with Batman's style, this request must be rejected severely, and may be exchanged for a few jeers.

But unexpectedly, Bruce was silent for two seconds, and then nodded decisively.

"Go ahead," said the big black bat. "Jarvis is enough."

A long-lost smile appeared on Tony's face. Then he raised his wrist and tapped his watch a few times. In just a second, the armor developed by this technological genius covered his entire body. Said briskly: "Friday, my lovely lady, let's go."

What's more, Batman actually turned his head to look at Steve again, "You go too."

Steve felt embarrassed instead.

The name of the highest decision-making officer sounds loud and powerful, but for these superheroes who are used to fighting bad guys on the front line, it is a chore.

"Are you all right?"

"Leave it to me." Bruce didn't answer Steve's question, but simply expressed his meaning.

After Tony and Steve left together, Bruce even glanced at Superman again: "And you too, it's time to make some serious news."

Hearing this sentence, Cyril was slightly surprised.

For Bruce to agree to Tony and Steve's request, Cyril just felt that he was confident in his ability.After all, the tug-of-war on the front line has lasted for so long, and Batman's learning ability is top-notch, so it's not impossible to be able to take on the work of the other two.

Not to mention, Batman has always been like this.

He is strict with himself and used to self-torture.

He can afford to torture the conscience of other superheroes.

To Cyril's surprise, Bruce even let Superman out.

"Is it time?" Cyril asked with a frown.

Batman took a deep look at him, and said calmly: "You should know better than me what kind of character Heinhiri is. He doesn't care about the lives of those undead at all. We need to increase the pressure to force him to make a final decision .”

Superman's action speed was also very fast, and the central command room of the command ship became empty in an instant, leaving only two lonely people.

Hearing Bruce's unfriendly tone, Cyril laughed in a low voice instead: "Of course I know that Heincili is a paranoid lunatic—it really reassures me to hear you say that."

While Bruce kept busy adjusting the battlefield layout, he asked without looking back, "Then what are you worried about?"

Cyril lowered her eyes.

He thought he was covering it up so well that even Clark, who was closest to him, didn't notice his abnormality, but Bruce saw it right away.

Maybe it's because Clark is easy to deceive, as long as Cyril wants to deceive him, which time is he unsuccessful?

"Sorry," the elf cast his eyes on the porthole through thick dark golden eyelashes, "I thought I was an atheist, and belief in gods has always been utilitarian—as long as belief in gods can make me It is enough that the control of magic is more handy. But... now it seems that I am not out of the environment in which I grew up."

"There's no need to apologize to me," said Batman, still impersonal. "The two of us have discussed this matter in private, so we don't need to talk about it anymore. Now, it's just the two of us here, and it's been long enough. The undead probably touched the position of the command ship, are you ready to protect me?"

Cyril raised her eyes and raised her mouth slightly: "Of course—if you want to do it."

The movement of Batman's hands paused, and he gave a rare compliment: "Smart man."

After playing the charade, the two fell into silence.

Batman became busier than ever, while Cyril continued to look out the window like a static sculpture, motionless.

When the three of them left the command ship and joined the battlefield, a strange situation appeared in the battle situation.

The earth coalition forces surrounded the core of Dysville and the viewing platform where Heinciri was, and Heincili, who was pinned in place by Odin, could only helplessly let the encirclement continue to shrink.

On the outside of the encirclement, other undead who received the news and came to support from all over the world surrounded the Earth Army tightly and launched a chaotic and violent attack from the outside.

The Earth Legion separates the ordinary soldiers and commanders of the undead, making it impossible for them to achieve effective command and communication, and the power of the undead leaked after the death of high-level undead is in a mess of undead troops. , causing huge commotions from time to time.

Until Clark enters the field.

He brought with him a special force.

An army that represents true death.

The death knight's ring was not only given to Clark and Dean. During the two years on Earth, he found many suitable candidates, gave them rings, and made them the messengers of the death knight.

And when he died, Clark inherited them as a matter of course.

This number is not large, probably only a few hundred troops put on the rings and entered the battlefield.They didn't even stop any attacks, and even spread out quickly, making all the undead spirits feel very uncomfortable.

Dean was one of them.

Unlike what he had imagined, there was no violent attack here, and after wearing the death knight's ring, the undead didn't even see him.

He was just doing his own work silently, using the power in the ring, looking for the area with the densest power of the undead around him, and offsetting them bit by bit.

This job is so boring that it's like a Tetris on a minimal difficulty mode. They just need to spend a little effort to master the balance, so that some places don't protrude and some places don't.

But for the undead, the power of death is like a series of silent mourning songs, putting a cruel end to the long and eternal life they either voluntarily or forcedly obtained.

After being killed, they can no longer be resurrected if they are touched by the power of death.

The death knight's messenger is nibbling a little bit, but Clark is devouring.

He completely released the power of death inside his body, and he didn't need to do anything more, just like a farmer plowing the field, shuttling back and forth in the battlefield over and over again.

It's just that the farmer is plowing at the speed of light.

When he saw Clark appearing and quickly harvesting the life of the undead, Heincily, who had been half dead, opened his eyes suddenly.

On his face, the indifference that had nothing to do with him faded away, resentment, jealousy and sharp anger appeared one after another, and finally turned into a touch of pure attachment.

"It's all here," Heinciri turned his dry and bloodshot eyes, "Where are you...?"

He knew that in his current situation, he would no longer be able to command the entire undead army, and as the power of the undead, which was as vast as the sea, continued to pass away, sooner or later he would lose the "god" in the power of the undead. Commander status.

But just like the human legion, he has kept a killer weapon unused.

"It's all like this, but I still don't want to come to see me." Heincily thought to himself.

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