Thor's return was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.
Except for Loki, whose face was stiff, everyone else crowded around Thor, pinching him here, grabbing him there, and showering him with concern.
"Thor, you still haven't recovered your Godly Power, but what world are these good fellows you brought from? I've never heard of them!"
"Well, just looking at their appearance, the members of this race have a beautiful sense of slaughter."
"That's right, I have that feeling too, like they were born to fight."
The people present had at least a few hundred years of combat experience, and had seen all kinds of creatures on countless planets in the Nine Realms.
In addition, the Asgardian library also stored relevant information on countless civilizations outside the Nine Realms.
But so many people present couldn't identify what these creatures were.
And why they came with Thor?
"These are Xenomorphs, reinforcements I invited from Midgard!" Thor said excitedly.
Reinforcements from Midgard?
Everyone looked at each other.
They also knew that Midgard must have strong people, but it had always existed as a world of mortals, and it was always subconsciously ignored.
"Look at these guys' bodies, their heads are very long, their defense should be very strong, and they are tall and good at fighting."
Volstagg, the most burly of them all, immediately became excited. He liked dealing with strong warriors the most, especially in the current situation of war.
Hogun, one of the Warriors Three, simply picked up his weapon, a hammer, and attacked a relatively strong Xenomorph.
Whoosh! The hammer smashed over.
In just an instant, the Xenomorph, which had been motionless, reacted immediately, reaching out an arm to grab the hammer. Immediately afterwards, its sharp tail stabbed over in an instant.
Hogun showed a surprised expression, freed a hand, and grabbed the Xenomorph's tail from the side.
But the next second, at this distance, the Xenomorph opened its mouth and spat out its Inner Jaw, which was so fast and terrifying to those who saw it for the first time.
Hogun backhanded with his hammer, knocking the Xenomorph back.
"What great strength, what a strange way of fighting, every part of this guy's body seems to be born for battle!"
Hogun praised.
With his strength, he could kill this Xenomorph in a one-on-one fight before long, but things couldn't be calculated that way. Look at the number of these Xenomorphs, so many! "Are they your followers, Thor?" Fandral's eyes lit up, and he pinched his small mustache reservedly.
"No, the Xenomorph race are all followers of a Midgardian. This person also lifted Mjolnir and is the new Thunder God." Thor said this in a calm tone, having already accepted reality.
But this sentence caused a major earthquake in the entire Asgard Palace.
"A Midgardian lifted Mjolnir?!"
"The new Thunder God? Thor, are you sure you're not joking with us?!"
"If that's the case, it's too bizarre, and this person actually has such a fighting race loyal to him."
Gazes constantly swept over the Xenomorphs.
The people present were all discerning. Although they were unwilling for Thor to lose Mjolnir, they were also delighted by Thor's change and the addition of reinforcements.
They could all see that although Thor had lost his Godly Power, he had become much calmer, and had gained a kind of peace after seeing great storms.
Only Loki knew that this was because Thor had been hit hard, and he had no choice but to be peaceful.
At this time, Loki's expression was a little stiff, and he even regretted not decisively bringing Gungnir and the Destroyer Armor to descend on Earth again and kill Duval.
The situation in Midgard was really beyond his expectations. There were many strong people, and this was what he had encountered. There was also Duval, who had obtained Mjolnir, which made Loki full of concerns.
He was really worried that Odin had fallen into deep sleep, and his mother Frigga had been persuaded by him to accompany Odin day and night, and would not easily come forward.
What if he rashly advanced and lost Gungnir and the Destroyer Armor in Midgard? Loki could only change his plan and choose a more stable way: to provoke a war between the two realms.
"Loki, I've brought you a powerful army! You must know the Xenomorphs very well..."
Before Thor could finish speaking, Loki hurriedly interrupted him: "I didn't see Heimdall, the Rainbow Bridge has not been closed! How many Xenomorphs did you bring from that guy?"
"Right now, there are probably only three thousand, but we'll soon have five thousand troops!" Thor's voice boomed, regaining his usual confidence.
Five thousand?! "Like these powerful fellows, there are five thousand of them? Thor, you're truly amazing, and your friend is also incredible, willing to send such a powerful army! Is he a remarkable king in Midgard?" Volstagg exclaimed.
"His name is Duval, and besides, not all Xenomorphs are this strong..."
Thor explained the different types of Xenomorphs but didn't mention the Chestburster's parasitic growth method.
Even so, five thousand, considering the Xenomorphs' combat power, was an astonishing number.
The key was that it was a private army sent by a Midgardian! According to what Thor revealed, the number could actually be even greater, but it would take some time.
"I'm starting to want to meet Duval in person. He's truly a generous and righteous lord. So, how should we thank him?"
"Now is not the time to discuss rewards; we should focus on the war," Thor said.
As time passed, more Xenomorphs arrived in Asgard via the Rainbow Bridge, standing silently outside Asgard Palace, like dark sculptures, filled with terrifying solemnity.
Even the most critical person inspecting this army wouldn't find fault.
Powerful, silent, disciplined, and numerous.
At a glance, everyone who saw this scene was speechless.
Even the ordinary soldiers who had received orders not to attack couldn't help but whisper and look at them with fervent eyes.
Anyone who wasn't a fool could guess that this army of unknown origin was likely Asgard's reinforcements.
"Loki, my brother, you should announce the arrival of this army to all of Asgard, proclaiming this good news to the people," Thor sincerely advised.
But Loki found it incredibly grating. What was this? Was Thor giving orders to the king?
Ever since Thor appeared, he had absorbed all the light.
It was no wonder, as Asgard, with its culture of boldness and warmongering, wouldn't favor a gloomy king.
"My brother, you've given me a tremendous surprise, bringing in such an army... So, where is the master of the Xenomorphs, Duval?" Loki asked, contemplating finding an opportunity to kill him on the battlefield.
Honestly, Loki also coveted creatures like the Xenomorphs. Who wouldn't want such a loyal and terrifying army? Their development potential was also incredibly impressive; with high-quality hosts, even more powerful Xenomorphs could be born.
"He won't directly participate in the battle but will remain in Midgard to command the army. Loki, I know about the issues between you, but trust me, he's a good person," Thor said solemnly.
"A good person? This is the first time I've heard you use a compliment other than 'warrior'," Loki said, his tone subtly mocking.
Thor, that foolish brother of his, was probably being tricked by Duval and still helping him count the money.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Loki, holding Gungnir, began to inspect the army.
As he walked among the Xenomorphs, a desire flickered in his eyes, and he tried to communicate with them, wanting to claim them for himself.
Killing Duval was one thing, controlling the Xenomorphs was another, and they didn't conflict. After all, creatures like the Xenomorphs were truly desirable.
"Ss!"
Responding to Loki was a short cry.
"..."
Loki didn't understand.
The people who had been preparing to raise their hands and cheer according to the established ritual didn't know what to do.
Fandral stroked his small mustache and analyzed, "Their language system is different from ours, self-contained, similar to the Flora Colossus Race of Planet X. I propose that we establish a dedicated discipline called Xenomorph Linguistics in the future."
As Asgard's elite, they would naturally receive a long and complex education. Thor, for example, was proficient in the languages of many well-known races in the universe.
"Well said, we must do this! It's a sign of respect for these comrades who have traveled across a world to support us! All those who shed blood for Asgard should be remembered forever!" Thor exclaimed loudly.
With a few words, he established a course.
Loki looked at the Xenomorphs, who remained silent, expressionless.
The land of Asgard couldn't withstand the highly corrosive blood of these creatures.
The war broke out in full force.
As it turned out, the news of Odin's death had an unprecedented impact on the vast territory ruled by Asgard.
When Odin was alive, Thor often went on expeditions to suppress rebellions on various planets, leaving a certain number of Asgardian soldiers to guard them.
What's more, now that Odin is dead, not to mention the entire Nine Realms, Asgard's territory alone has fallen into chaos, which in itself will involve a large amount of Asgard's forces.
Everyone thought that Jotunheim would take the opportunity to launch an aggressive offensive, expand its gains, and even Laufey, a Skyfather-level powerhouse, would personally appear, taking a one-step approach, directly invading Asgard's homeland.
But the result was unexpected. Asgard brazenly mobilized, transferring some of its forces to accelerate the expansion of the war against Jotunheim.
On several planets between Asgard and Jotunheim, war raged.
Asgard's resolute and aggressive actions surprised Jotunheim.
"Asgard should be in fear and chaos, but why are these guys showing even greater aggression? Could it be that my cunning offspring can deceive the Asgardians to this extent?"
For Laufey, this was difficult to understand.
Assuming Odin is dead, then Hela is sealed, and the newly enthroned Loki is his offspring and the initiator of the invitation to attack Asgard.
With all the advantages inside and out in hand, what can Asgard use to fight him?
What, there's also Thor? This guy who is all about his father doesn't need to be mentioned.
It wasn't until Laufey discovered a strange race active on the battlefield, extremely ferocious, extremely patient, able to endure to the extreme in order to launch an attack, just to risk their lives to strike once.
Their streamlined bodies were naturally born for combat, and their innate exoskeleton armor was extremely hard.
The blood in their bodies could corrode even hard alloys, causing considerable damage to the Frost Giants! They were tall, starting at two and a half meters; fearless, willing to die with the Frost Giants, even by self-mutilation and blood-splattering; well-trained, with a calm demeanor of veterans.
Most importantly, there were many of them, popping up in the thousands, and each one possessed extremely high combat instincts.
Such a race was unheard of even by Laufey!
"Where did this race come from? Investigate! I want to know which planet in which world they come from!"
Laufey frowned, looking towards Asgard in the depths of space.
Asgard's reinforcements? Who dares to participate in the war between two worlds?
What Laufey found even stranger was that this race liked to capture prisoners. They could have killed the Frost Giants, but they were willing to risk more injuries, trying to capture them alive at a greater cost.
All the Frost Giants who were captured and transported to Asgard disappeared without a trace.
Laufey couldn't figure it out with his Skyfather-level mind.
Could it be that they were doing genetic experiments? But the bloodline of the gods is more or less infiltrated by Godly Power, forming a natural anti-decryption lock.
Otherwise, if they could be easily researched and cloned, the entire universe would be full of gods.
Unless there was a guy with an extremely high level of intelligence who could break the shackles of Godly Power.
"In just the beginning of the war, 429 Frost Giants have been killed or captured by these guys."
Laufey remotely sensed the progress of the war on many planets with his vast Godly Power.
Even though more than 1,500 Xenomorphs had been killed in action, this did not mean that the Xenomorphs were weak, but rather demonstrated their strength.
Because the opponents they faced were the Frost Giants, a famous god race in the universe, capable of using high-tech equipment, launching ice magic, and possessing even stronger physical qualities than the Asgardians.
However, the Xenomorphs' attrition rate was increasing sharply with the passage of time.
Because the Frost Giants were not fools, they were also elites who would gradually understand and analyze the Xenomorphs, become familiar with their combat patterns, and take precautions and countermeasures in advance.
If all else failed, they could use technology and magic to clear the way.
However, the ripples caused by the Xenomorphs only made Laufey unhappy. He felt that a race dared to stand up and help Asgard, which was shaking his prestige.
Just like when Odin finally defeated Surtur, Muspelheim emerged again with Surtur's daughter, Queen Sindr, also a Skyfather-level being, leading the Flame Giants to continue to oppose Asgard.
When flaws appear in something that should have been perfect, it always makes people feel unhappy.
Laufey focused all his attention on Asgard's homeland.
The Allfather, the strongest God-King Odin, has this guy really died silently as Loki said? "Even if Odin and Loki are setting up a trap together, it's worth the risk! An Asgardian at the end of his life, even Odin, must be in one of the weakest periods of his life! Odin's pride would lead him to use trickery, which already shows his weakness and lack of confidence."
Kill Odin, wash away the shame and shadow that Odin brought him, and use Odin's head to deter the Nine Realms! Laufey slowly closed his eyes, waiting patiently.
The closer Jotunheim's army gets to Asgard, the more confident he will be in confirming Odin's condition.
As for that newly emerged race, well, it did arouse Laufey's interest. He could see at a glance that this was a race born for war, and any ambitious Skyfather would not refuse such a group.
At the same time, on Earth.
"Yes, just as I expected, before ascending, an equal number of Xenomorphs are far from enough to fight against these gods."
Duval sensed the movements of all the Xenomorphs and was well aware of the progress of the war.
"Then, I need to send a larger number of Xenomorphs to Asgard to participate in the war and bring back enough materials for me. When the time comes, I can use the best Facehuggers to parasitize the god captives, constantly decipher the mysteries of the Godly Power of each god race, and then..."
A flash of heat flashed in Duval's eyes.
His ultimate goal in participating in this war has never been a certain god race itself, but the source of Godly Power... the World Tree!
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