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Chapter 65 Thor on the Battlefield

"Your savior has arrived!"

A dazzling bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, and Thor's figure descended like a god. Wielding Mjolnir, he instantly broke through the encirclement of Khorne's followers, knocking away those enemies who intended to harm Tony one by one.

Loki stood alone on a tall building and shouted down, but embarrassingly, no one paid any attention to him.

At the same time, a large group of armed agents escorted a person who slowly appeared. Tony recognized this person; it was none other than Xia Ling, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"You must be Tony Stark. Are you alright?"

With Thor's help, Tony regained his footing and quickly checked the damage to his suit while keeping a vigilant watch for the enemies around him.

"I'm fine. I can fight Banner even if he appears in front of me. That mental patient you mentioned, Xia Ling?"

Tony responded, but no matter how stubborn he was, a hint of weariness crept into his voice.

Thor would have been quite happy if it weren't for that last sentence.

But now all he wants to do is hit this tin man with his beloved little hammer and turn him into a mental patient!

Tony ignored Thor's inner thoughts and looked up in Xia Ling's direction, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Director Xia Ling, what's he doing here? He's just an ordinary person, how dare he come to the battlefield? Isn't he afraid of dying here?"

This mental patient is quite formidable. If that's the case, then there's no need for him, the bureau chief, to participate in the battle. So why did he come?

Tony's doubts vanished in an instant, for before he could finish speaking, the sky suddenly darkened, and an even more powerful aura of evil enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Khorne followers seemed to have received some kind of summons, and gathered from all directions, forming an even larger legion than before.

Their eyes were filled with fanaticism and cruelty, as if they wanted to devour all living things in front of them.

"It seems our troubles are not over yet."

Thor said in a deep voice, gripping Mjolnir tightly, ready to face a new challenge.

Thor's hammer traced a dazzling arc through the air, whipping up a gust of wind that whipped up dust and debris.

Loki also jumped down from the high building to join the battle preparations. As the savior, he was bound to participate in this war, and it was definitely not because of Xia Ling's kind eyes.

As Thor finished speaking, hundreds of Khorne's followers attacked again.

Tony's face darkened instantly. Last time there were only about ten of them, and although it was a sneak attack, he was still subdued.

It seems that my battle suit is too outdated and needs to be upgraded again.

Tony was secretly planning his suit upgrade, but the immediate crisis didn't allow him to think about it any longer.

He quickly adjusted his mindset and refocused his attention on the battlefield. He saw the Khorne followers surging forward like a tide, their weapons gleaming coldly, their eyes burning with an inextinguishable fanaticism.

"Stark, don't get distracted!"

Thor's voice rang in his ears. He wielded Mjolnir and charged back into the enemy ranks, buying time for Tony.

Although he was very unhappy that he was called a mental patient from the beginning, they were fighting together and were comrades-in-arms, so Thor had to protect him.

Wherever Thor's hammer fell, enemies fell, but they rose again after a short while.

Thor had no choice but to intensify his efforts to ensure he could kill the monsters, or at least render them unable to stand.

However, there were several hundred of them, making it quite difficult to fight. Even when Thor was protecting the Nine Realms, he had never encountered such a troublesome situation, with soldiers being so difficult to defeat.

Faced with the surging Khorne followers, Thor took the initiative to meet them, using the weight and inertia of Mjolnir to draw lightning-like trajectories across the battlefield.

Each impact not only sent enemies flying several meters, but also left deep cracks in the ground, with dust and gravel flying everywhere due to the powerful energy waves.

Thor moved across the battlefield like an unstoppable lightning bolt, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.

Thor gave Tony a smug look, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer: I'm so brave, can you do it?

"This mental patient, I admit you're not entirely incompetent."

Thor's face fell again, his expression instantly turning grim. His lips twitched slightly. Would he die if he didn't say "mentally ill patient"? This was going to drag on forever, wasn't it?

Thor took a deep breath and put the matter aside for the time being. After all, they were on the battlefield. Otherwise, Thor would have shown Tony Stark what it meant to be the God of Thunder!

Thor suppressed his dissatisfaction and focused all his attention on the battle in front of him.

He gripped Mjolnir tightly, stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and used the force to propel himself into the air. Then, he slammed his fist down, instantly sending a large number of enemies flying.

Thor nimbly traversed the air, each swing of Mjolnir accompanied by deafening thunder and dazzling lightning.

He skillfully used his height and speed to deliver precise strikes to the enemy.

The efficiency of this attack is worlds apart from Tony's; they're not even in the same league.

As Thor continued his offensive, the situation on the battlefield began to reverse.

Despite their large numbers, the Khorne followers began to falter under Thor's overwhelming offensive, and their ranks began to crumble.

Every time Thor swung his hammer, dozens of believers were thrown back by the powerful impact, and wherever Thor's hammer went, it left behind scorched earth and despairing eyes.

Tony wasn't idle either; the two of them, one tall and one short, one near and one far, coordinated perfectly.

Thor's hammer is used to clear out dense hordes of enemies, while Tony uses long-range weapons such as missiles and lasers to deliver precise strikes against distant enemies.

Their seamless cooperation plunged the Khorne followers into an unprecedented predicament, even though there were only a few hundred people there.

But on a front where everything is red, having a green circle is already quite good.

However, this green circle doesn't seem to last long either.

Just as Thor was getting into the swing of things, a sudden, powerful punch landed on his right cheek, instantly knocking Asgard's most handsome man into a daze.

While it won't turn into a pig's head, it's not far off.

Thor was sent flying dozens of meters by the sudden heavy blow. Shocked, he quickly regained his footing and looked around for the attacker.

At the edge of the chaotic battlefield, a burly monster emerged. The remaining Khorne followers all bowed their heads before him. He was none other than Bronsky.

Just as Thor was preparing for a showdown in the capital, Blonsky seemed to have sensed something and suddenly threw a heavy punch to the side, sending a man in a green robe flying like a cannonball.

It was Loki, who had been doing something unknown since the start of the war, perhaps thinking of taking advantage of the situation to ambush and take down the boss.

But instead of getting the head, he was punched and sent flying, crashing heavily to his knees in front of Xia Ling.

(End of this chapter)