The beam of light falling to the ground gradually dimmed and disappeared, and the expectant eyes of Dwarf King Ai Cui also dimmed again.

He looked at the ravens swarming into the dusky sky, and the despair in his heart deepened little by little.

Except for this young man who came to "tour" and this group of unknown ravens, Asgard really has no support...

Even the troll warrior was puzzled by this situation. He carefully observed the young man and the raven, which was obviously a little strange, for a long time, but in the end he came to the conclusion that it was... vulnerable.<

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It is true that this young man looks like a qualified warrior, but compared to the troll warrior who stands up to three meters tall, his height cannot reach his chest.

As for the ravens flying in the sky, they were only slightly larger than his fingers.

Even if he is facing just one person, this young man has no chance of winning, let alone facing an entire army of trolls?

Although I don’t understand why Asgard specifically used the Rainbow Bridge to teleport a little guy who would not be of any help to the battle, it does not prevent him from enjoying the fruits of victory.

With a few "clang" noises and rough breathing sounds, the troll warrior understood that his men had jumped onto the wall of the dwarf forge.

Without the protection of the city wall, these dwarves are even more vulnerable. They are now only one step away from victory.

As for this young man...

The troll warriors showed a bloodthirsty smile. After capturing the dwarf forge, their celebration banquet was missing one main course.

Besides, their next target after destroying these cowardly dwarves is Asgard, and this boy is an excellent sacrifice sent by Asgard!

The troll warrior became even more excited when he thought about the screams that would escape his mouth when he cut off the young man's arms, which were wearing exquisite armor.

He once again clenched the tomahawk in his hand and prepared to fight, while the long and thick blood vessels in his arms stretched like earthworms on the skin, and the thick muscles bulged as hard as iron stone.

The dwarf guards who surrounded him also gradually lost their patience in the oppressive atmosphere. The dwarf guards behind the troll warrior seized the opportunity of the other party losing their vision, took two steps forward, jumped out, and raised his hand high.

Holding a spear, he vowed to penetrate the body of the troll warrior directly.

Although the attack from his teammates was quite sudden, years of training allowed the other dwarf guards to react quickly. The few dwarf guards standing at the front of the encirclement aimed their spears at the troll warrior and began to charge towards him, suppressing the opponent.

Actions to coordinate with teammates.

Several dwarf guards standing on the outside of the encirclement took out their crossbows and shot at the troll warriors.

Although the troll warrior fought against more than ten elite dwarf guards by himself, he was not at a disadvantage at all. Although he had no vision behind him, he instinctively followed the sound of the wind behind him and picked up the giant ax and started swinging it.

The dwarf guard leaping into the air had no way to dodge, and went straight towards the giant ax that was coming. However, he did not even look at the giant ax that had cut into his flesh and blood, and the spear he held tightly was still running towards the intended target.

"Poof!"

As the body of the dwarf guard was torn into two pieces in the air, the spear in his hand also pierced the body of the troll warrior, but the movement of the troll warrior did not stop, and the giant ax in his hand was slashing

After breaking the body of the dwarf guard, it continued to dance, spinning like a wheel.

Nearly one meter in diameter, double-edged, and made entirely of Ulu Kobelco, the giant ax is extremely heavy. Once it is swung, it gives people a feeling of being unable to compete with it.

The spear almost collapsed after getting close to it, and the air swirled by the rotating giant ax seemed to have a sharp blade.

The other trolls coming from the city wall also participated in the battle. Some of them had been hit by five or six crossbow bolts. Every time they took a step, blood splashed out, but they still ran wildly towards the dwarf guards.

The battle formation is charging forward.

A troll used a giant ax to chop two long swords, roared into the battle formation, and split the two adjacent dwarf guards into four pieces from shoulders to legs with one axe.

Fortunately, these dwarf guards were already elites who had been trained for many years, and they did not collapse because of this. Several spears were handed out almost at the same time, penetrating the chest of the troll from different angles, smashing his heart into pieces, and letting

It has completely lost its vitality.

The well-trained dwarf guards finally regained the initiative on the battlefield, and tall bodies began to fall one after another in front of the forest-like spear phalanx.

At this time, there were not many trolls climbing up the city wall. Most of the trolls were still struggling under the forge with the dwarf soldiers who were still fighting hard. However, even so, two or three trolls were often killed for every troll killed.

The lives of the above dwarf soldiers.

Blood and mutilated limbs kept flying, blood and death were everywhere.

But as long as the dwarf guards can retake the walls of the dwarf forge, they can still hold on.

However, the dwarf king Ai Cui had no intention of resisting. He subconsciously retreated and wanted to withdraw into the forge.

In order to protect their king, the dwarf guards had to shrink their ranks and retreat towards the forge.

Based on this alone, what should have been a fierce offensive and defensive battle ended easily.

The troll warrior did not intend to let go of these "strategic transfer" dwarf soldiers. After killing a dwarf guard in front of him, he pulled out the spear that penetrated his left arm and continued to attack the dwarf king Ai Cui.

The location is coming slowly.

And the wounds on his body began to squirm and heal visibly to the naked eye. In just a few steps, the wounds on his body that were not fatal were actually intact.

Although the trolls are not smart, their physique is far superior to that of other races, and even the powerful Asgardians are slightly inferior compared to them.

He swung the giant ax violently, and the blood stained on it drew a crescent-shaped blood mark on the ground. This blood mark was made up of the lives of dozens of dwarf soldiers.

The artifact of the dwarf clan drinks the blood of the dwarves. Just the thought of this makes the troll warriors excited, but now is the highlight!

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I saw the troll warriors speeding up their pace, and in an instant they approached the retreating dwarf guards and the dwarf king Aitri who was protected by them.

What would the former dwarf king look like if he knew that his weapons would eventually be used to kill his descendants?

The troll warrior clenched the handle of the ax with both hands, and his hands were shaking with excitement. He tensed his muscles, controlled his excitement, and slashed with the ax at the guards who were guarding the retreat of Dwarf King Aitri.

It's over...

Seeing the troll warrior with a ferocious smile continuously killing the guards beside him and gradually getting closer to him, the dwarf king Ai Cui gritted his teeth and raised the battle ax in his hand, wanting to fight to the death.

However, he knew that this was just in vain.

After being protected by Asgard for thousands of years, he is no longer as brave as his father and grandfather.

He is now just the king of the dwarves, but he is no longer the leader who can lead his people to charge and kill the enemy bravely.

At this moment, the dwarf king Aitri's mood is quite complicated. He is fearful and unwilling to face death, and he is also dissatisfied that Asgard sent the new Thor and a large number of troops to support Vanaheim but only sent such a useless thing to Nidaville.

Youthful resentment.

We are also allies of Asgard! For so many years, we have been paying tribute to Asgard, making armor for their soldiers, and forging artifacts one after another for them. What exactly have we got in exchange for all this?

!

The dwarf king Aitri opened his mouth, intending to accuse their protector before he died, but before he could open his mouth, a shadow enveloped him.

With a flapping of wings, a raven flew over their heads.

This raven is not much different from the ones released by the boy before, but what is strange is that everyone present, whether they are dwarves or trolls, are attracted to it and divert their attention, as if this raven

Brought some...important news...

And when they suddenly turned around and returned their sights to the battlefield, they found that the young man had walked between the dwarf guards and the troll warriors at some point, and he was standing in the center of the battlefield.

"Asgardians..."

The troll warrior looked the boy up and down again with some confusion, but still couldn't see anything special about him.

His target at this time was only the trembling Dwarf King Eitri. He originally planned to deal with this little Asgardian last, but since this little guy came up on his own initiative, he didn't mind dealing with it first.

Even the dwarf king Ai Cui couldn't understand the boy's behavior, but the boy's actions relieved the depressing atmosphere that made him face death.

He relaxed his sore and white knuckles, tried his best to calm down his breathing, tried hard to suppress his racing heart, and at the same time wiped his sweaty hands with his cloak.

At the same time, he finally opened his mouth as if he remembered something, but taking into account the morale of the soldiers and subjects, he quickly took two steps forward and whispered:

"Rainbow Bridge! Please open the Rainbow Bridge again immediately! We have to get out of here!"

The troll warrior's keen hearing also caught the voice of the dwarf king Aitri, and his smile became a little more ferocious.

He will never allow the two most important main dishes of his victory banquet to escape!

The pace accelerated again, and the troll warrior kicked hard to the ground, and his huge body flew into the air. The heavy battle ax was raised high and flew lightly through the air. The sound was like the giant ax caressing the breeze.

There was a sound like a sharp knife passing through the gap in the air.

The trajectory of the giant ax drew a perfect arc in the air, and the end of the arc was the boy's head.

He wants to split this boy in two!

The young man seemed to have no reaction and stretched out his right hand into the air, as if subconsciously blocking the troll warrior's attack with his hand.

This ridiculous resistance cannot even arouse the sadistic heart of the troll warrior.

I just feel like we shouldn’t take this little guy so seriously.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, the blade of the giant ax finally touched the boy's flesh and blood, overlapping with his outstretched right hand.

The troll warrior seemed to have seen the giant ax sinking into the young man's flesh like cutting butter, splitting it into two halves little by little, and when the young man died, he probably would not be able to feel the pain.

Thinking of this, the troll even felt a little regretful. He really longed to hear a sharp cry for mercy.

I don’t know if it was because he felt regret for directly killing the boy, but the troll warrior even felt a resistance in front of his giant ax, resisting his blade and continuing to move forward...

"Boom!"

And after a sound like gold and iron clashing, the troll warrior suddenly discovered that the illusory resistance turned into reality at this moment, and his giant ax actually stopped firmly in front of the young man's right hand.<

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To be continued...