"We've finally managed to capture a prisoner this time! We'll take it back and interrogate it thoroughly to find out the details of their race!"
On a life-bearing planet, the ground was riddled with potholes, and the air was filled with bone-chilling cold.
Four Frost Giants used some tricks to cripple a Xenomorph.
On a planet filled with war, it wasn't easy to outsmart Xenomorphs without magic or technology.
Xenomorphs were too good at using complex environments for combat. Any one of them had terrifying patience and was adept at seizing fleeting opportunities to strike. Since the beginning of the war, countless unlucky Frost Giants had been ambushed.
Even if the Frost Giants could defeat the Xenomorphs, it was difficult to capture them alive. Xenomorphs were simply too ferocious. If there was even a sliver of a chance to win, they wouldn't accept any form of threat, enticement, or surrender. Once they were sure they were doomed, they would use their last strength to charge and commit suicide, preferring to sacrifice themselves and splatter blood to drag their enemies down with them.
During this time, the Frost Giants had truly realized the madness and terror of this race.
Of course, they were also powerful. In the first few days of the war, they were able to achieve a kill ratio of three to one against the Frost Giants, killing and capturing hundreds of them.
"Hey, we're familiar with these guys' tricks now. This race's losses are increasing. Now, ten of them can't even take down one of us. More will die in the future, and they'll eventually collapse." A Frost Giant looked down at the Xenomorph. "Such an extreme and crazy race, I don't believe this guy's race has a large population."
The more skilled they were in crazy combat, the more casualties they would suffer in various situations, and the lower their total population would be. This was normal logic.
Besides, these Xenomorphs who entered the battlefield were crazy. Could those "civilians" who didn't go to the battlefield also be so hysterical?
Impossible, absolutely impossible. No Frost Giant would believe it.
"Idiot, even a twenty-to-one exchange is a failure for us Frost Giants! We are about to defeat the Asgardians and rule the Nine Realms. How can we suffer significant losses on such an unknown race?"
"Alright, all of you shut up!"
At this moment, a Frost Giant in a robe took off his hood and coldly glanced at the others. This was clearly a Frost Giant who had mastered Godly Power and magic. "The big shots above are very interested in these guys and want to make them our affiliated race. You better watch your mouths."
"But none of these guys have been willing to communicate with us so far. If we hadn't confirmed that they have extremely high intelligence, a complete social structure, and a hierarchical order, I would have suspected that they were uncivilized primitive creatures." The Frost Giant who spoke first grumbled.
Soon, his mouth was frozen shut by terrifying magic.
"Even primitive creatures still have extraordinary value and are fully qualified to become one of us, let alone that they are not!"
The leading Frost Giant maintained a strong output of Godly Power to ensure that the Xenomorph on the ground could be frozen.
There was no other way. They had already determined that Xenomorphs had too strong of a resistance to temperature, so strong that the Frost Giants were greatly astonished.
Take the Xenomorphs that could stand upright as an example—according to the Frost Giants' assessment, this type of Xenomorph should be in the second-to-last level in Xenomorph society, only one level higher than the Xenomorphs that crawled on all fours.
But even such a guy could withstand temperatures of minus one hundred degrees! And this was just the weakest of the second-to-last level Xenomorphs. There were also Xenomorphs that were obviously at this level, but were stronger, immensely powerful, and even stronger than the weaker Xenomorphs of a higher level.
This was too terrifying.
It was said that someone above had barely attacked a Xenomorph with fire magic, and as a result, a temperature of 1800 degrees Celsius only caused the weakest Xenomorph in the second-to-last level to show signs of melting.
This meant that Xenomorphs could land and fight on most planets in the universe, and would only have their combat power reduced somewhat due to extreme temperatures.
No wonder the Frost Giants were tempted. Everyone wanted this group of crazy, highly disciplined, self-mutilating, suicidal, adaptable, and tactically thinking race, even the gods were willing to accept Xenomorphs as an affiliated race.
Moreover, there were obviously many strong individuals among the Xenomorphs, who were burly and strong, and could fight Frost Giants in close combat. Even if there were only a few hundred of them, it was still amazing, indicating that this race also had a high upper limit and could produce strong individuals.
Several Frost Giants clumsily held down the Xenomorph.
"Hey! I've grabbed this guy's Inner Jaw, so don't worry about it committing suicide." The Frost Giant happily pried open the Xenomorph's mouth, allowing another guy to control it.
Similar things were gradually happening on various battlefields.
Everything should have gone smoothly, but unfortunately, they were not just facing Xenomorphs.
Whoosh! Fandral shot down a Frost Giant from afar with an arrow.
Above the sky, a small aircraft flew over, and Thor, clad in heavy armor, descended from the sky, knocking over another guy with an axe.
Dozens of Xenomorphs also jumped down.
"Damn it, how could the Asgardians be here!"
The other Frost Giants were in a state of chaos, helplessly looking at the large pile of Xenomorphs around them.
If it weren't for Thor and the others, they could have relied on their frost Godly Power or magic to freeze these Xenomorphs, kill a batch, and then retreat calmly.
If things went smoothly and they didn't encounter any strong Xenomorphs, they could have completely killed these dozens of Xenomorphs.
A large number of Xenomorphs pounced on them, and Thor was filled with excitement. He hadn't done much since the start of the war, so he wanted to continue wielding his weapon and join the battle. But at the moment he made his move, he was pinned to the ground by a strong Xenomorph and couldn't move.
After these Frost Giants were beaten into cripples and fell unconscious...
"We've only been at war for a little over a week, and the Xenomorphs' losses have already reached over two thousand seven hundred. I'm worried that if this continues, given their fearless nature in combat, they might all die for Asgard!"
Fandral was shocked by the ferocity and reliability of the Xenomorphs, and also worried about the staggering losses.
Too many have died. Who knows what the attitude of these Xenomorphs' master will be when they hear this news? Will they be furious? Will they think the Asgardians are deliberately sending the Xenomorphs to their deaths?
It's very possible. Never mind what the Xenomorph King would think, Fandral just put himself in their shoes and felt a pang of heartache. If he had such good comrades under his command, fighting so crazily and desperately on the battlefield, he would be heartbroken.
Thor also hesitated.
The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. He couldn't help but scratch it, feeling like he was about to grow a brain.
"I only mentioned borrowing troops at the time. I originally only wanted to lead a small squad, but Duval generously lent me an entire legion, and never mentioned how I should lead them..."
Thor looked down at the Xenomorph on the ground, which had recovered from the freezing but had obviously suffered serious physical damage from the bombardment of Godly Power and magical particles, and felt even more guilty.
Generally, thirty to fifty Xenomorphs form a squad, but this Xenomorph squad obviously only had this one left.
The Asgardians already admired and supported all forms of boldness, generosity, and bravery. Now, encountering these Xenomorphs, they realized that all the excellent qualities of the Asgardians were surprisingly suitable for the Xenomorphs. The Xenomorphs even raised the upper limit of these qualities, and forcibly motivated the Asgardians to fight desperately.
Look, even these alien races are frantically rushing to the front line for your territory and people, fearless and willing to sacrifice themselves. Aren't you Asgardians known for being brave and generous? How can you be so embarrassed? "The casualties are indeed too high. Duval fulfilled his promise and lent us a full five thousand soldiers a few days ago, but I can't continue to lead them like this. I've decided to withdraw the Xenomorphs back to Asgard for rest and reorganization. If possible, let them officially withdraw from this... eh?"
Thor was extremely ashamed. The more he recognized excellent qualities, the more ashamed he felt. But before he could finish speaking, a Xenomorph stepped forward and pinched his face, blocking his mouth.
If anyone else dared to do this to Thor, even the Thor who had lost his Godly Power, Thor would definitely fight them to the death, and the other Asgardians would angrily draw their weapons.
But no one on the scene felt that this was wrong. Or rather, they thought that this Xenomorph's treatment of the Son of Odin was indeed very "rash" and "impolite," but as a reliable and loyal comrade, it was not a problem at all.
The Warriors Three and Thor used to put their arms around each other and curse in the streets when they got together for drinks. This was nothing at all.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
The strong Xenomorph shook its head, expressing its refusal.
Everyone else looked at Thor.
Thor carefully observed the strong Xenomorph's tone and movements, trying to translate: "This, I guess it's saying that they will never withdraw before the end of the war. The Xenomorph Expeditionary Force will dedicate everything here. This is Duval's order..."
"No wonder you're Thor, you can understand so much from just two syllables! But, are you sure you're not just doing a reading comprehension exercise?"
"Damn it, I said it was a guess! A guess!! Xenomorph language courses are not yet complete, no, they've barely even started to be researched. Our scholars have been motivated to go to the battlefield, let alone develop a new language course! It's already amazing that I can barely understand their meaning in the context!" Thor roared.
Just like the Flower God Colossus race of Planet X, these humanoid tree people only say that one sentence over and over again. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were repeatedly introducing themselves.
But combined with context, expressions, body language, and mental fluctuations, the repeated words can express countless meanings. People who have studied this language can understand what the members of this race are expressing.
Now, their research on Xenomorph language has not yet begun, and most Asgardians cannot understand the Xenomorph language at all.
Everyone was silent, looking at the Xenomorph, not knowing what to say.
"But, but then again, this exaggerated mortality rate... the war has only just begun..." Thor stammered.
"Without the help of the Xenomorphs, the number of Asgardians killed in battle would at least double! And that's just on paper, because the Xenomorphs have boosted the morale of the entire population and helped us get out of the negative impact of Odin's death. These are all immeasurable. Without them, the situation we face would only be worse. Maybe Laufey would have seen our low morale and taken action himself, abandoning the border planets and directly attacking Asgard."
It is normal for wars between advanced civilizations to become protracted. Take the Kree and the Skrulls as examples. These two interstellar empires have been fighting for over 100 million years and have not yet been defeated. They are still fighting today.
This is based on the large population of the two empires. The Kree Empire alone has more than 30 billion people.
But it is also because they are generally mortal bodies. Once they are separated from high-tech equipment, the members of these two races are instantly killed when exposed to the vacuum of space.
The World Tree God race, which is more powerful than these two interstellar empires but has countless fewer people, although it is not as exaggerated as fighting for 100 million years, it is unrealistic to end a world-class war in a few days.
Unless a Skyfather-level powerhouse personally enters the battlefield from the beginning, one side kills the other, ending the war with absolute power.
But now, Odin is ostensibly dead, and Laufey is hesitant to take action, so the war must continue.
The more the Asgardians knew about the bravery and sacrifice of the Xenomorph Legion, the more encouraged they were, and the more guilty they felt.
"Back home, the controversy in the public opinion is getting bigger and bigger. Many people are already openly expressing their dissatisfaction, criticizing why the Vanir, as distant relatives, did not send troops to participate in the war in the first place, but instead a race from Midgard sacrificed their precious lives and made such amazing sacrifices..." Fandral said to Thor in a low voice.
Thor was silent and boarded the ship with the Xenomorphs.
He was really in a dilemma now. The Xenomorphs were too useful and could greatly help Asgard, but this kind of fighting was simply sending them to their deaths.
These soldiers were borrowed, and if they all died, what would he use to repay them?! Duval trusted him so much and did not send any trusted personnel to command these Xenomorphs, leaving it all to him.
Even Thor knew in his heart that these Xenomorphs came from Facehuggers parasitizing different hosts. As an individual who had been parasitized, he knew the Xenomorph race's reproduction methods very well, so he deliberately handed over all the prisoners to the Xenomorphs for disposal.
Just as they boarded the ship, an encrypted communication from the rear was transmitted.
"Heimdall? Is there a problem with the Rainbow Bridge, or has something major happened in the Nine Realms?" Thor asked with a serious expression.
"Indeed, something major has happened, and I felt I should inform you… I saw Duval gathering a new batch of troops, calling out to me to open the Rainbow Bridge."
The usually cold and aloof Heimdall showed a rare, subtle emotional fluctuation. His eyes could see through most of the Nine Realms, so he naturally witnessed the Xenomorphs' method of reproduction. However, matters of morality and cognition were irrelevant to him, and he didn't care about it.
However, after Duval sent five thousand troops in two batches, he remained quiet for two days. Then, as if sensing the unfavorable progress of the war, he suddenly sprang into action, tirelessly assembling a new Xenomorph legion, and remotely called out, wanting to continue sending expeditionary forces over.
Like a war maniac, a World Tree arms dealer, a cosmic mercenary wholesale center.
Heimdall didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.
What could he say? Was he shocked that Duval was so crazy as to constantly send his subordinates to the divine battlefield to fight bloody battles for Asgard? But on second thought, any Xenomorph on the battlefield was so ferocious, so it was understandable that Duval, as their leader, was extremely warlike. Otherwise, how would Duval be qualified to gain the favor of the Xenomorphs?
Hearing these words, Thor instantly felt a warm current surge into his heart, rushing straight to his brain, making his eyes red.
"Duval, my good brother, I didn't expect that when I was in trouble, the one who helped me regardless of cost or loss was you! I'll recognize you as my brother for life! The entire Aesir will forever remember it in their hearts!"
Thor vowed that in the future, if a Xenomorph was ever in trouble on a certain planet, as long as they sent a message and the passing Asgardians found out, the Asgardians would definitely try to rescue them! This, this is called friendship!
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