In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1423: The old days return (22)
Helheim, the underworld among the nine kingdoms, has been silent for ten thousand years. It is not completely dark here. A round of moon hidden in the clouds appears and disappears. Look deserted.
The male figure wearing a jacket and a mask stepped out of the portal, and in an instant, he smelled the strong power of death in the air around him that he had dreamed of.
The red eyes, long pointed ears, and the mouth that is constantly dripping with saliva, but still maintains an evil smile indicate that he has already been transformed into a crazy monster. He laughed twice and looked at Another furry little companion on the shoulder.
"Rocket...Rocket! Soon, we will be able to grant the greatest immortality to the superheroes of this world! The problem about you that that idiot Iron Man can't solve will definitely be solved!"
The Rocket Raccoon standing on his shoulder is hardly recognizable as a raccoon anymore, the mechanical structure of half of his body is exposed, covered with mottled rust and uncleaned blood, his head tilted feebly One side, fixed to the other shoulder with some crude steel wire.
But Xingjue touched his little friend's head unknowingly, with a more evil smile in his eyes: "I know, those experiments we tried to transform you have brought you a lot. Pain, but never mind, Rocket, soon we will be able to share that great knowledge together, and that day - it's almost here!"
Rocket Raccoon's hair around the right eye has completely fallen off, leaving only the eyeball with a metal structure wrapped in a faint light. The light on the eyeball flickered for a while, but he didn't say anything.
After falling into the hands of these crazy monsters, he became an experimental product for their research on the weaknesses of mechanical life.
At first, these monsters wanted to infect robots with madness, but later they discovered that purely logical life built from data and information could not absorb these madnesses, so the robots became enemies that should be eliminated.
In this universe, after 99% of intelligent life is infected, mechanical life naturally has nowhere to escape. Rocket Raccoon is almost the last surviving mechanical body in the cancer universe, and the reason why he has tried his best to survive until today is because Naturally, there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart.
Grinning and baring his fangs, Star-Lord put Rocket Raccoon, who had long been incapacitated, on his back. He looked around, as if he was very satisfied with this barren land.
The temperatureless wind blows the surface, the withered roots of the plants bend down, the surface of the dry and loose soil layer moves, and the gravel and gravel roll down along the slope.
With a sound of "swish", only the palm of the bone broke out of the ground, followed by the same pale and terrifying elbows and shoulder blades. When the skull covered in mud broke out of the ground, the fire of the soul burned blazingly in the eye sockets .
"What the **** is that?!"
Xingjue stared at the skeleton warrior crawling out from the ground. He clenched the pistol in his hand, raised the gun to aim, and pulled the trigger. A series of attacks were extremely smooth, and the skeleton fell to the ground.
Xingjue showed a disdainful smile, looked at the increasingly larger portal and countless superheroes flying out of the portal, he flicked his pistol and said: "That's all a mortal can do! "
"Card, card, card."
More and more abnormal noises came from under the ground, Xingjue turned his head and found more and more pale bone palms breaking through the ground six feet below.
He clenched the pistol in his hand, turned around and shot in vain, but the broken bones would recover in a second.
With a sound of "clang", a shield was thrown high and then fell. The skeleton that just crawled out was stronger than the others. He picked up the shield and let out a silent roar, followed by holding a big sword Swordsman skeletons, mage skeletons in broken robes, groups of bloodthirsty hounds, huge shadow bone wolves...
Finally, with the storm in the distance, an extremely huge bone dragon soared into the sky, and the raging shadow breath burned the only remaining plant remains.
The first time the monster superheroes who came out of the portal came here, they saw the figure standing on the head of the bone dragon—after thousands of years, the legendary eldest princess of Asgard finally wore her again. The silver armor in his hand, the long sword in his hand has cut across the universe, and now he is thirsty for blood again.
The sword blade was unsheathed, the horn sounded, and when the endless army of undead marched forward, the friction sound of joints and bones was ethereal and strange, and the slow and swaying steps unique to undead creatures seemed to jump A strange ritual dance.
"Destroy them!" A scream came from the team of superheroes, and Star-Lord could hear that it might be Natasha's voice, but at this time it was extraordinarily sharp, which only made Star-Lord feel a little ear-piercing.
Rocket raccoon on his back knows that after being infected with madness, this group of monsters is already violent enough.
But the situation at this time is unusual. They should have rushed to the promised land of their dreams, and in order to satisfy their bloodthirsty desires that have accumulated for a long time, they slaughtered all living things in front of them——
But there is no living thing here.
The superheroes collided with the army of the undead. When the gray meets the red, it is like a wave hitting a rock wall. A thin line separates the battlefield clearly, but there is no traditional army charge. The general momentum of a meat grinder.
The undead all over the mountains and plains have no blood or flesh, they will be scattered when attacked by power, and then they will recover and be reduced to ashes when attacked by energy.
There is no warmth from the hot blood sprinkled on the face when the opponent's chest is torn apart, there is no joy in the heart when hearing the screams when the opponent's limbs are torn off, the bones are too fragile, and even the blow feedback is not so strong .
Battle is like chopping melons and vegetables, but it seems endless, just like repetitive labor day after day, which does not fuel madness, only endless boring.
The broken Rocket Raccoon, unable to move or speak, could only be carried by Star-Lord on his back, watching him use his pistol to shoot one skeleton after another in vain.
The explosion of the energy bullet had just shattered a swordsman's skeleton. With a flash of green light, the opponent recovered, and another skeleton riding a horse rushed out from the side, and the spear almost pierced Xingjue.
With a sound of "Puff", the restored Longsword Skeleton chopped off Xingjue's entire arm with a backhand sword. Neng sighed silently in his heart, these monsters just won't die, it's not that they won't hurt.
Star-Lord is not a hero who is very good at close combat, even if he is good at this, the big man with the shield is too close, Rocket Raccoon watched the sharp edge of the shield along Star-Lord's jawline All the way to the top of his other ear, half of Xingjue's head was cut off.
Brains splattered, blood overflowed, Rocket Raccoon's few remaining temperature sensors told him that a piece of Star-Lord's brain should have splashed on his back.
The man in the jacket was lying on his back on the ground, trampled by countless skeletons, and when he was revived, he still stood on the spot facing endless melee attacks, unable to get out of trouble at all.
Good job, Rocket Raccoon thought, this universe is really lucky, the portal just opened in the underworld, I have to say, the endless army of undead is indeed a good way to deal with undead superhero monsters, Only immortality can fight against immortality.
Although I don't know how long the resurrection energy can last, but before the energy is exhausted, these skeletons are much more useful than superheroes.
First of all, their number is hundreds of times that of the first arriving troops. The size of the portal is limited, and it takes time to expand it. Many superheroes can't fly and can only walk, so the speed of troop transport will be limited, but The skeletons seemed endless, and no one knew how many people were buried in this barren land.
Secondly, superheroes seldom cooperate. Even if there is cooperation, it is mostly cooperation among small teams of several people. An extremely skilled large-scale combat commander.
Odin used the blood of countless races in the universe to raise a top interstellar army leader. Just as Asgard is good at knife warfare and blitzkrieg, Hela is so good at defending against such tactics.
Those who have a little understanding of the military should understand that on the frontal battlefield of a large-scale battle, the speed of troop mobilization is what matters.
The superheroes rushing out of the portal in a mess didn't even have a decent squad leader, and this group of skeletons was not only a hundred times larger than their enemies, but also well-trained, and their reaction speed was shortened to the shortest.
On the frontal battlefield of a large-scale battle, it only depends on whose blood bar is long, and the attacking special forces on the frontal battlefield are just small pieces ruthlessly crushed by a meat grinder~IndoMTL.com~It didn't take long, The front lines of the superheroes were cut to pieces, all fighting on their own, submerged in the crowd tactics.
With the continuous deployment of the front line, the information was sent back to the command center, and units targeting the weaknesses of monster superheroes were mobilized.
Iron Man has artillery bombardment, Skeleton Mage has defensive shields, so that ordinary skeleton warriors can approach, Captain America can throw shields, and the skeleton horse directly charges to knock him down and trample him on the ground. A team of cavalry rushed over, Spider-Man was extremely powerful, but the Skeleton Bird had wings on its back, and could directly grab his shoulders, fly high into the sky, and then throw it down.
As for trained ordinary people like Natasha and Hawkeye, they only need a small combat team composed of skeletons to kill them continuously.
Hela stood on top of the skeleton bone dragon, quietly watching the changes in the field, and at the same time constantly mobilized troops through the power of the Lord of the Undead. It can be seen from her expression and the slightly raised corners of her mouth, She enjoyed it all, and there is nothing better for a war madman than a never-ending battle.
But judging from the frequency with which Hela mobilized troops, she didn't feel any pressure. In fact, mobilizing the undead army was much easier than commanding Asgard to fight. The ax rushed into the enemy's large army.
After obtaining the official title of prince and having a priesthood, Hela became more and more comfortable controlling the power of the undead. The war and destruction that Hela had longed for for so many years was not this kind of one-sided crushing.
Then, the black-haired princess flicked her sword lightly and sent a message to the base hidden behind the clouds.
"Expand the portal, continue to increase the size!"