The crystal clear Thor's Hammer, which was reflected by the lightning, suddenly flew out from Thor's hand and rushed towards the half-kneeling curse warrior, but when he approached, the cursed warrior suddenly flew out with a punch. The entire process of the cursed warrior's attention had not been moved away from the giant Goliath, and the sudden act of hitting the Thor's Hammer with one punch just now was more like a kind of contempt.

Thor stretched out his hand, and the Thor's Hammer that was knocked out suddenly stopped in the air, and then circled a large circle in the air, like metal iron attracted by a magnet, and returned to Thor's open palm. He shrugged at Meng Ao, spread his arms and made a helpless gesture.

"Let me choose an opponent?" Thor said.

Meng Ao directly reached out and made a gesture of asking for help.

"I've left their boss to me, I'm going to settle the bill with him." Thor began to turn his Thor's hammer, and his eyes were looking at Meng'ao.

"He will give it to me, and the soldiers of the dark elves. Just as we agreed." Meng Ao gave Thor thoughtfully a guarantee that he wanted. The difficulty and power of the cursed warriors were undoubtedly revealed in these few or two attempts.

One of them had to stay and stop him, while the other needed to stop the dark elf leader Malekis, who had etheric particles. Seeing that the giant Goliath had stared at the cursed warrior as prey, and the cursed warrior was indeed difficult to deal with. With Thor's inexplicable anger at Malekis, the battlefield was instantly divided.

"Golia!"

Another roar, the red giant like a demon stepped on his heavy steps and charged towards the cursed warrior ahead of him.

"He can still talk?" Thor looked surprised.

"I only know this one sentence." Meng Ao held his forehead.

During the time when Meng'o talked to Thor, the giant Goliath and the cursed warrior were fighting wildly, Malekis, who was blocked by the cursed warrior, did not do anything. The richness almost became a dark red torrent, and Malekis was surrounded by black and red mist on the edge. He seemed to be like a god and demon who came back from hell, and was covered by boiling etheric particles.

The surging power continued to surround Malekis' body, and just as it was about to vent. Before releasing the huge force, a hammer flashing with lightning flew directly over and hit the ether particles, directly smashing the ether particles and Malekis himself into flying backwards.

When Thor was dragged down by the curse warrior, he finally found another opportunity to take action, and in an instant, he burst out all his strength, like a shot put player, and added a 180-degree turn, throwing the Thor's hammer in his hand out with force. He successfully hit Malekis.

The rich etheric particles suddenly collapsed inward under this blow, and Malekis, who was as graceful and cold as a noble, bent and flew backwards like a bow. The lethality that the Thunder Hammer burst into when it hit him collided with the power that the etheric particles were about to release, and the dark elves soldiers guarding Malekis flew out in all directions as if they were struck by lightning.

Malekis couldn't help but pull out a straight line in the air, and it made a ball and hit the lawn, and then hit the stone pillar that needed two people to be surrounded by the Greenwich Palace corridor. The stone pillar broke from it until it hit a police car and directly hit it to the point that it almost cracked. When the police car collided with another nearby police car, Malekis stopped.

Thor hit Malekis almost hundreds of meters away, and the accompanying power destroyed all obstacles along the way and cut out a cracked road.

Before Malekis could stand firm and make a comeback, Thor had already swung the thunder hammer with lightning flashing light and fell from the sky. The fluttering red cloak added a bright color to the dark sky. Thor half knelt on the ground. He raised the Thor hammer with crackling light and smashed heavily on the cracked ground in front of him like a blacksmith focused on tempering the iron.

The dazzling lightning on Thunder's hammer was like a drain gate, crisscrossing along the bottom like a swimming snake. It winds up like a python of light swimming like a stone slab, hitting Malekis like thunder.

It was a long time since the dark elves appeared, landed, and Malekis appeared with his soldiers. When Goliath faced the cursed warrior, Thor smashed him away with a hammer. The whole process has only been less than a minute since the beginning.

Goliath was on the court and punched the cursed warrior with one punch and one kick. He was extremely happy to fight back and forth. It seemed that the opponent's fist could easily smash Thor and the Thunder Hammer was tickling him, although Meng Ao knew very well that this was impossible.

Suddenly, the light cannon with powerful destructive power and lethality poured down from the sky, just like the light rain of judgment brought down by the gods. Goliath, like a hill, was almost an excellent target. His whole body was swallowed by the light rain in an instant, and then the light rain spread all the way, destroying everything along the way, and a straight line headed straight to Meng'ao's place.

They are those sickle-type aircraft in the sky like bats under the dark night! While welcoming the resistance of the country's military, they take the opportunity to concentrate on the enemy on the battlefield below.

The dark elf soldiers on the land raised their weapons without being willing to be lonely, and the dark matter light crisscrossed in this square area in an instant.

Just as the dense carpet-like light swept to the area where Meng'ao was, two huge green figures hugged Meng'ao and protected Meng'ao under their bodies, blocking him the blazing rain of light.

The soil and gravel splashed upwards under this wave of attacks. From the high building in the distance, it looked like a gray wave of soil and gravel, advancing from the shore towards the interior of Greenwich Palace Square.

The entire Greenwich Palace Square was like a layer of gray mist, splashing soil particles and gravel everywhere. The originally flat and tidy lawns and roads completely became dilapidated under this wave of attacks. This destructive power of an immersive experience is spectacular.

Just like the Battle of Manhattan.

The splashed earth and rocks fell to the ground, and the area once again restored the clear light of its vision. Two and a half knelt on the ground, surrounding each other and guarding a region with green exposed skin and wearing restraint clothes, were slowly standing up from the ground, revealing their shadows. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!