"Don't panic! Hold the line! You must hold the line! As long as we buy a little more time, Thor will be able to free up his hands and eliminate this tank!"
"That's right. Thor is stronger than before; now we just need to believe in him!"
Large numbers of Asgardian soldiers formed battle formations, desperately resisting the enormous tank.
But the tank's defense and size were simply too great; the attacks of the Asgardian soldiers couldn't even pierce its skin.
Moreover, when the tank roared, it could unleash an endless amount of icy cold air.
This icy cold air also caused immense damage to the Asgardian soldiers; in a short while, they were already showing signs of freezing stiff.
Could they really hold on until Thor dealt with the large fire dragon and then rescued them?
Besides, there was more than one fire dragon.
For the first time, the Asgardian soldiers despairingly realized that without Odin, they were not as powerful as they had imagined.
"Fandral, watch your left!"
The big, fat Volstagg suddenly crashed into a Frost Giant leader, barely managing to knock the Frost Giant away and narrowly saving Fandral from the Frost Giant's ice spikes.
"Sif, watch out!"
Volstagg swept his sword, cutting down a Frost Giant that was ambushing Sif.
Unfortunately, two fists were no match for four hands; Volstagg was caught off guard, and his arm was gripped by a Frost Giant.
In an instant, Volstagg's right hand was severely frostbitten, almost unable to even hold his sword steady.
Chirp!
Fandral swung his sword, killing the Frost Giant that ambushed Volstagg, resolving Volstagg's predicament.
Hogun was furious and panting. "Damn it! There are too many enemies; we can't kill them all!"
Sif also panted. "I'm running out of stamina! When will Rimuru-sama arrive?"
Just then, the ground trembled.
Volstagg's expression changed drastically. "This is bad! The tank and the Frost Giants are about to charge to the front of the Heavenly Palace barrier. If they break the barrier, our Asgard will be completely lost!"
Sif's long sword flashed out. "Even if we die, we must buy Thor a little more time."
"Kill!"
The Warriors Three immediately launched a suicidal charge toward the Frost Giants attacking the energy barrier.
On the other side of the battlefield, the army led by Heimdall was also nearing its end.
Under the relentless assault of the Fire Giants, the Asgardian army suffered heavy casualties.
Countless compatriots were reduced to ashes by the Fire Giants' flames.
It wasn't that the Asgardian army wasn't strong enough; it was simply that the disparity in forces was too great.
Asgard is powerful, it's true, but even if you put it on Earth, the superpower U.S. couldn't withstand a beating from the Teddy Bear, Eastern Powerhouse, and the European Union!
"Kill Odin! Reclaim the Eternal Flame!""Kill Odin! Reclaim the Eternal Flame!""Kill Odin! Reclaim the Eternal Flame!"
The morale of the Fire Giants soared even higher. Having been suppressed by Asgard for thousands of years, they had lost all their glory.
They constantly fantasized about revenge, but they never expected the day of revenge to come so quickly.
"Is this the Ragnarok that Odin prophesied?"
In contrast to the high morale of the Fire Giants, the morale of the Asgardian soldiers plummeted.
Because of the legend of Ragnarok, the Asgardian people harbored a natural fear of the Fire Giants and were extremely wary of them.
Now, with the Fire Giants truly invading, the fear in the hearts of countless Asgardian soldiers was thoroughly awakened.
This was a fatal blow to the soldiers' will.
On the battlefield of Queen Frigga and the Vanir:
Frigga sighed. She was originally a Queen of the Vanir, and then married Odin of the Aesir through an alliance. The Vanir were her mother's clan.
The Aesir and Vanir were once evenly matched, enduring a long war during which both sides suffered heavy losses. Restoring peace was not easy.
This marriage alliance was one of the symbols of their peace.
The alliance was indeed very successful, with both great clans ceasing hostilities for thousands of years.
However, Frigga always knew that there were dissenting voices within the Vanir.
Many believed that the Vanir should be greater than they were now, and not allow the Aesir, their former rivals, to ride on top of the Vanir and become the true rulers of the Nine Realms.
How could Odin not know this?
When he heard these "rumors" at the time, Odin merely laughed them off.
As long as Asgard remained powerful, "rumors" would always be rumors.
But what Frigga didn't expect was that the mighty Odin would suddenly weaken so much.
Among the attacking army of the Vanir, Frigga did not see any familiar faces.
She understood that the Vanir were holding back, not wanting to completely fall out with Asgard.
At least on the surface, that was the case.
If Asgard could turn the tide of the battle, these attacking forces would become "Bandits."
Frigga was a Queen, not a fool.
Could a team of Bandits fight the Asgardian Royal Guard to a standstill?
But a regular army, as long as they took off their military uniforms and put on Bandit clothes—if you say they are Bandits, then they are Bandits.
Yet Frigga couldn't expose it, and even after victory, Thor couldn't expose it.
This was politics.
On the battlefield:
The situation was very unfavorable. Facing the overwhelming spells, the Asgardian soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
The "Bandits" from Vanaheim charged wildly.
Who knows how many Asgardian men shed their blood under the attack of this former ally!
Queen Frigga looked up at the sky, where Thor and several fire dragons were battling.
After this exile, Thor had not only matured a lot, but his divine power had also soared.
As a mother, she was genuinely relieved.
But the pressure on Thor's shoulders was simply too heavy.
To reduce the damage caused by the fire dragons to the Asgardian soldiers, Thor, without hesitation, led the fire dragons away.
However, the fire dragons were truly too large, and their flight speed was extremely fast; he didn't even have time to summon the God of Destruction's lightning.
What was worse, there was more than one fire dragon.
The three fire dragons had no coordination whatsoever, but their immense size and extreme speed meant that a single breath of their scorching flames could cause large numbers of soldier casualties.
Thor was hesitant to act, always unable to fully unleash his power.
Feeling batches of soldiers he had fought alongside fall, Thor's entire heart sank to the bottom.
In all his years of campaigning, he had never fought such a difficult war.
Unlike before, with his Father overseeing the battle, he only had to charge into battle, naturally fearless.
But now he had to consider the entire battlefield.
His soldiers needed him, but he couldn't free up his hands.
Damn it!
His role had changed, and the responsibilities he bore had also changed.
For the first time, Thor truly felt the difference between a king and a general who charged into battle.
Honestly, he really disliked this feeling.
Sensing the fall of one soldier after another, Thor erupted in rage; not only his divine hammer, but also endless lightning coiled around his body.
But he couldn't manage both ends, always unable to kill the three fire dragons.
Thor's heart was bleeding, but there was nothing he could do.
Having lived for over a thousand years, Thor felt for the first time that he was so insignificant, so powerless.
Just then, a voice suddenly echoed in Thor's mind.
"Thor, you can't even deal with three fire dragons; your strength is truly too weak!"
Hearing this voice, Thor was instantly ecstatic.
Following the sound, he saw a constantly sparking portal opening not far away.
And Rimuru had already appeared, suspended in the sky.
Although Thor knew his master would come to support him when Rimuru's soul left his body to ask for his hair, he was still extremely excited to actually see Rimuru appear on the battlefield.
Facing Rimuru, he even felt a sense of security, like facing his Father.
In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to come to a standstill.
The three fire dragons, a large number of tanks, Frost Giants, Fire Giants, and Vanir soldiers were instantly entangled and bound by streams of divine power.
In just a moment, more than half of the enemy forces on the battlefield were dragged into the sky.
Not only were the bound enemies stunned, but even the Asgardian soldiers stared with wide-open mouths, frozen in a daze.
"Father of the Gods above, what on Earth is happening?"
"One person's power, instantly controlling half the battlefield? Could she be a powerful being like Odin?"
"I'm not dreaming, am I? Is she really an Earthling?"
"Didn't they say Earthlings have short lifespans and are as weak as ants?"
At the same time, Laufey and Surtur, who had been calmly sitting on their thrones moments before, instantly sprang to their feet in shock.
One of ice, one of fire; both their faces were exceptionally grim.
The "Bandit" leader of the Vanir was so stunned his jaw almost hit the ground.
"A little girl is this powerful, and you're telling me Asgard's reinforcements are Earthlings?"
The "Bandit" leader snapped, "Spreading malicious rumors, delaying military operations. Execute that prophet!"
"Yes, My Lord!"
Several Bandits dragged the prophet away, intending to execute him.
The prophet's soul nearly fled his body. "Wronged! I'm wronged! They really are Earthlings!"
But at this point, how could the Bandit leader listen to the prophet's nonsense?
Instantly dominating the entire battlefield, and you're telling me it's an Earthling?
He was a king who sought to revive the Vanir; did he look like a fool?
....
Please support me at patreon.com/zeaser where you can get 70 more chapters