England, London.
Tens of thousands of foreign races broke through the Norway defense line and poured into the city from the top of the map.
Millions of civilians were forced to withdraw from the safe zone from the city under the forced orders of the England government. The prosperous world economic center had now become an empty dead city.
The only thing that was still in the city was the human army.
The various European countries that had been in chaos for thousands of years had been filled with an indescribable blood feud. However, right now, in front of the powerful foreign invaders, they displayed the unity and courage of humans.
Tens of thousands of cannons fired together, shaking the sky.
Thick black smoke filled the air, and the scorching hot smell of death assaulted their faces.
Every inch of land in the street corner had become a strategic target that was worth thousands of gold. In order to fight for the ownership of a house, the human army had paid dozens of people's price, and blood dyed every place in their eyes red.
The aliens from other countries had never seen such a bloody war.
They had just occupied the living room of a room and were about to fight for the ownership of the corridor. Every step they took was covered in blood. The length of the street was no longer calculated by rice, but by the number of corpses piled up.
In the factory, in the office building, in the street, in the house, in the Thames.
Although the alien race had strong physical fitness, under the fearless charge of the human army, their losses rose rapidly.
woo woo woo——
The fighter jet tore through the air above London, and heavy artillery shells were thrown down.
The solidified gas bombs were splashed on the streets of the city. The merciless fire burned thousands of alien soldiers, and they screamed miserably. Along with the burnt smell of meat and the pungent smoke, they drifted in the air above London, which had been completely reduced to ruins.
Unfortunately, the flames did not last long before they were extinguished by the ice giants.
The Light Elf's battleship crashed into the fighter jets in the sky, and the alien race once again took over the wind pressure.
The city was on the verge of destruction.
"Charge!"
"Kill these sons of b * tches!"
"F*ck, where's the tank? Kill that bunch of b * tches for me!"
"Requesting artillery support! Requesting artillery support! Coordinates: XXX. XXX!"
"Damn it, this group of b * stards are rushing up. Brothers, charge with me!"
The war was like a giant meat grinder, crazily devouring the lives that were involved.
The eyes of the commander who was in charge of the giant stone formation were bloodshot. He watched his soldiers being slaughtered like rice by these foreign races, but he had no choice but to send troops to fight to the death.
The infantry division that had just been repaired was wiped out in less than ten minutes.
How long would it take to become an elite veteran?
Before participating in this war, someone might have told you that it would take three years, five years, and ten years, but before the bitter war they faced, it would only take ten minutes to become an elite veteran.
This was because they only needed ten minutes to consume nearly five thousand people in the modern era.
A unit of around fifteen thousand division level could barely last for ten minutes. Almost a hundred lives would be consumed every minute.
However, even with such heavy losses, the armies of the various European countries were still losing.
The other party was not a savage from the Wilderness Era, but had skills that far exceeded that of humans. Whether it was in terms of physical fitness or the strength of weapons and equipment, they were like barbarians with spears in front of the foreign races.
"Damned humans, you still dare to resist us"
Suddenly a giant stepped out from among the aliens, wearing gray armor and holding a spear in his hand, his gnarled muscles were as perfect as stone carvings, and said, "Stupid humans, remember the one who killed you, I am the god of war Tyr!!! "
Tyr held the spear in his hand as he dashed forward with his bare feet like a bolt of lightning, charging straight towards the human tanks.
With just a single step, a huge wave was set off, rolling and howling like an avalanche. In a split second, the earth and mountains within a radius of dozens of miles shook, dust rose up like dragons, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were trampling on the earth.
"Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!"
The commander shouted in horror, ordering the tank to fire and stop the giant from approaching.
Metal artillery shells that were as thick as an adult's waist were pushed into the barrel of the tank. Along with a huge tremor and roar, the tank suddenly sank down and rolled up dust, bursting with blazing flames. The artillery shells swept through the air like lightning.
However, what shocked all the soldiers was what happened.
The metal shell hit the giant, and a large amount of white sparks flew out. The sound of metal hitting metal was deafening, as if it had hit an indestructible steel wall. The entire shell was broken into pieces and scattered everywhere.
"Die!"
In an instant, Tyr rushed to the front of the tank and swept out with his spear.
The composite steel armor that was close to 1400 mm, a tank that could withstand the bombardment of the armor-piercing bullets, appeared fragile and thin under Tyr's spear. It was easily torn apart, and the explosive power directly cut off the tank at the waist.
With just one blow, the dozens of tanks on the street were all cut off by the sharpness of the spearhead.
However, this giant Tyr, who claimed to be the God of War, was obviously not satisfied with such a simple battle record. His eyes were bloodshot, and he raised the five-meter-long spear, aimed at the distant tanks and threw it out.
Hu!
There seemed to be thunder rolling in the horizon. The war spear was like a shooting star, dragging the air waves as it roared over.
The war spear drew a perfect arc in the sky, and then accurately fell in the position of the tank group. The already broken street ruins sank three feet down in unison, and the smoke and dust surged like a dragon soaring into the sky.
Rumble!!!
The air currents several miles in the sky suddenly trembled!
The blast wave was like a mushroom cloud that rose dozens of feet high. The rolling roar pierced through the layers of air waves, shaking the eardrums of tens of thousands of people. The roaring wind dragons danced wildly in the sky, destroying everything in the range.
In the second attack, thousands of armored tanks were completely destroyed.
At the same time, this spear also meant that the European armies had completely lost their ability to resist.
"Now, no one can stop us!"
Battle God Tyr stood with his spear in hand, and wherever his bronze bell-like eyes looked at, there were ruins and screams everywhere.
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In the Dark World, Svartalheim.
After six thousand years, he once again set foot on this land. The hatred and shame that continued could only be washed away by blood.
Whether it's the Dark Elves or the Asa Protoss, the hatred between the two has long been beyond words. Only when one race is completely wiped out can this unforgettable hatred be completely erased.
"Asgard...must win!!!"
Thor stood in front of the army, his eyes full of killing intent. "Malekith, I'm coming to kill you!"
Mjölnir, Thor's Hammer, raised high towards the sky. The eight-foot man couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time. With the dazzling thunder resounding through the sky of the Dark World, the battle officially began.