Thor's eyes lit up when he saw these dark elves. These people are real warriors! [I hope readers will remember our domain name Taiwan Novel Network →𝔱𝔴𝔨𝔞𝔫.𝔠𝔬𝔪] Under their leadership, they can resist the heroes of Odin's Hall of Valor. But it's not enough, these dark elves are not enough! Warriors need to use spoils to boost their courage! "Meet the great Thor!" The king of the dark elves holding the scepter came forward and knelt on the ground. The warriors of the three thousand-man teams behind also bowed down in front of Thor. "My people, you will get rich food and the glory of warriors!"
As the voice of Thunder Thor fell, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning rolled in it, storms gathered, and heavy rain fell. Thor is not only the god of thunder, but also the god of storms and agriculture. He summoned storms, which could bring a good harvest to agriculture. The dark elves who were working outside the city were surprised to find that the seeds in the ground grew rapidly. Then they grew vigorously and produced plump fruits. Several dark elves picked up the fruits and tasted them, and they felt intoxicated. They had never eaten such sweet food. When the rain fell on the warriors in front of them, they felt their blood began to boil. Especially the dark elf king, he felt that his old body began to regain vitality, and his loose muscles became tight again. His eyes revealed a desire for war. "Thor, the great god king!" "I think we should give these warriors the rewards they deserve, such as rich food and warm homes." "And let them take revenge and open the first page of Ragnarok!" As Loki's voice fell, Thor nodded heavily. He stepped forward and picked up the scepter in the hand of the dark elf king, holding the scepter high to summon the thunder and lightning in the sky. Electric dragons rolled in the dark clouds, making a loud rumbling sound. "I am Thor!" "I will lead you to overthrow the rule of the light elves, and you will be the masters of this land from now on!" "Enjoy rich food, warm shelter, and never have to live under this dark sky again!"
"The abyss that binds you has been cut off by me. From now on, you must follow me and fight with me forever!" Thor's voice was as loud as thunder. The blood of the dark elf warriors boiled. All the people picked up their weapons at this moment, shouting and screaming to the sky. Another priesthood of Thor - war! It played a great role at this moment, allowing these already elite dark elves to emit more terrifying combat power! "Loki, I order you to use magic to cover up their breath, and go with me to attack the capital of the light elves!" "I want to unify the entire Alfheim." Thor is the god of war, and he has absolute skills in war, which is not comparable to Loki. As soon as he said this, Loki bowed and saluted, "Yes, my great God King." Thor was very satisfied with Loki's attitude. He raised his scepter high and took out the Sword of Victory at the same time. The sword emitted billions of rays of light, illuminating the entire sky and dispelling the black fog lingering above the sky. The dark elves hated light and felt uncomfortable all over. Thor blessed the function of war and made them manic. The army set out from the dark abyss, surrounded by a layer of fog, and quickly moved towards the royal city of the light elves. In the Lingxiao Palace, Di Jun saw this scene on the water mirror and touched his chin. For Loki, he had some appreciation. This god of conspiracy used a simple conspiracy to make Thor the sword in his hand. Holding the Sword of Victory, he began the first battle of Ragnarok. [Oh my god, is the Thor in Norse mythology so stupid? ] [A little bit, why does it feel like the witch clan] [Qiang Liang: Say it again? ] [Gonggong:? ] [Rushou:? ] … The appearance of Qiangliang and other ancestor witches made the great master who spoke earlier shrink his head. The witch clan is not something that ordinary people dare to provoke.
[Qiangliang: I won’t bother with him. Zhurong and Xuanming have established a base in Jotunheim. I thought they would start the first battle there.] [Hongyun: I really didn’t expect it, but that sword might be comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure! ] [Fuxi: It’s a bit similar to the sword I got in the Celtic world, but it looks stronger! ] [***: What do you know? You have lived for so long in vain and have no vision at all. This is comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.] [Who are you? If you say it is, it is! ] [***: If I say it is, it is, what’s wrong? ] ………… At this time, a special ID appeared, like a troll, and spurred all the great masters who spoke from top to bottom. [Hongyun: Where did this bastard come from? You talk so badly, you can't practice the way of curse, right? 】 [Qiangliang: Why can't I see his name? If you have the guts, come to Buzhou Mountain to fight, don't hide in the chat group established by the Emperor of Heaven to talk] [Gonggong: Come out, I will smash your head into eight pieces] [Send me the address, I will come to find you on the spot] [Who do you think you are?] One after another, the great masters started to mock. In the Zixiao Palace, when the old ancestor Hongjun saw this scene, he actually laughed out loud. He responded one by one, enjoying it. After a while, hundreds of floors were refreshed. When Dijun saw this ID arguing with everyone, hundreds of floors were refreshed in a short time, and he was speechless. If this scene was taken out and told to others, I am afraid everyone would be stunned. Who would have thought that Daozu would actually be a troll on the Internet! He was a little helpless, and his eyes fell on the water mirror again. With the help of Loki, the dark elf army moved very conveniently and quickly, and was not hindered. The royal city of the light elves is located on a high mountain. It is like a bright pearl. There is a road at the foot of the mountain leading to the top of the mountain, and there is no defense. The light elves have no enemies in this land. Even the dark elves can only survive under the abyss. Above the abyss, there is a ban set by their leader Frey.
Dark elves can only crawl in the dark gullies forever, just like those dwarves and gnomes. "Is there a black storm blowing over there?" In the foot passage, a light elf looked at the gradually approaching black fog and was a little confused. "How is it possible? We have never had such extreme weather here." "Under the leadership of Lord Frey, even if we don't have to work, the earth will bear abundant fruits and the mountains will flow out of sweet honey springs." Another light elf shook his head and sang praises to Frey as usual. "It's moving so fast, is it a black fog?" "It seems so." "The queen saw the light of the sword of victory, Lord Frey is coming back, and the city is preparing a banquet. Don't let the master be affected." "Should we inform the queen?" "Let's wait and see!"