Marvel's I am MT

Although the power released by the seventh sense universe is amazing, Niya will definitely not blush because of this.

Barton was also a little embarrassed. Only now did he realize that he was a little cold. It's good to have a holy robe, it can add attack and defense, and it can cover your shame. After quickly equipping the holy clothes and feeling the fit between the holy clothes and the small universe, Barton knew he could do it.

"Niya! From now on, you and your sisters don't have to cry anymore."

In Niya's adoring eyes, Barton turned into a golden light and rushed straight to the battlefield ahead.

On the land muddy with blood, the legions of the light elves were almost surrounded. This was their last complete regiment, and they fought very unitedly.

Relying on this unity, they can greatly reduce the difference in individual strength, making the casualty ratio roughly the same as that of the dark elves. But this does not allow them to win. The dark elves are more ferocious and good at fighting, and there are more people than them.

What's even more terrifying is that from the huge black door in the distance, the eerie wind of darkness blows from time to time. This wind makes the dark elves stronger, but makes the light elves weaker.

The last legion, the last battle. If you choose to retreat, it will be a rout. If they don't retreat, they will all die. General Suliman, the commander of the Legion of Light, is well aware of this.

But he also knew that King Adams was in the military tent behind him, and his orders were not to retreat even one step. Seeing the wind of darkness blowing again, he felt a little desperate.

At this moment, a golden light streaked across the sky and fell directly on the dark elves' legion. A golden-armored warrior walked out of the falling golden light, and with one punch, a ravine was opened in the earth. The dark elf warriors were torn apart amidst the roar of the lions.

This feeling... is really good.

Although Barton is still weak and his physique has been greatly weakened, with the seven-sense universe and the golden holy clothes, his combat effectiveness at this time is still much stronger than before he was injured.

At this time, he also had the coveted attack ability. Even if he cannot use any active skills, his attack power in this state is terrifying. It is too easy to deal with these so-called elite warriors.

Barton's sudden appearance gave the dark elves a blow, and they were thrown into chaos for a while. The Light Elf Legion took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, quickly achieving great results.

The dark elves finally collapsed and fled like a tidal wave. The Army of Light completely blew the attack horn and pursued Barton for a long distance.

King Adams walked out of the military tent with the help of his maid. Looking at the golden figure in the distance, a smile appeared on his pale and bloodless face.

The battle finally came to an end, and the Light Elves achieved an unprecedented victory. When the legionnaires returned singing songs, Barton was carried back by them. He was not injured. It was the soldiers who had to carry him and throw him up again and again to celebrate the victory.

Before arriving at the King's Flag, Barton, who had been going up and down, was finally let down.

Patton took off his lion helmet, came to Adams, and bowed slightly. "Your Majesty Adams."

Adams also greeted him: "Brave warrior, I recognize you, you are Baldr."

General Suliman immediately turned to the tribesmen and shouted: "Badr!"

"Badr!...Badr!"

King Adams also said loudly: "People, our sacrifices have not been in vain, and our piety has been responded to. The gods have blessed us again, and the messenger of light has come again!"

The scarred light elves still held a grand victory celebration. They sang and danced, and everyone was happy.

Barton and King Adams sat together, drinking the elves' wine. It was during the conversation with King Adams that Barton learned the meaning of the name Badr.

Baldr is the son of the God-King Odin and his mother is the God-Queen Frigga. He was once the god of light among the Aesir tribe and married Nanna, the goddess of the light elves.

But Baldr is already dead. Odin will think of his son and be sad when he hears about the light clan, so he doesn't like the light elves. This emotion caused the light elves to lose their asylum, otherwise how could the dark elves dare to cause trouble.

The appearance of Barton is somewhat strange. He can emit the light of life in the darkness. The prophets of the light family believe that he is the reincarnation of Badr. And the light elves are in great need of some encouragement, and they are willing to believe this statement.

Barton knew everything about this. The light elves are not so much reestablishing faith as they are trying to please Odin. Regardless of whether Barton is the reincarnation of Badr or not, as long as Odin's mood improves, the dark elves will naturally disappear.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, the Asgard Divine Realm must send someone to take a look. Now that they are here, they can't ignore the war. Ordinary people of the light elves may not know the twists and turns here, but King Adams must know it, and it is even the trend he deliberately created.

Someone from Asgard did come. On the fifth day after the victory, the evil god Loki and five hundred warriors from the divine realm belatedly arrived. Fortunately, Barton acted decisively at that time, otherwise, there might not be many light elf warriors left in this meeting.

Regardless of whether Loki is Odin's biological son or not, King Adams does not dare to neglect him. But Loki didn't want to talk to him at all, he just wanted to see the so-called reincarnation of Baldr.

At this moment, Barton returned to the tree body. Only in this form could he continue to recover. I went out for a fight a few days ago, and I spent a lot of the energy I had finally built up.

Next to him sat three princesses kneeling, Niya was singing, Miya was holding fresh fruits, and Siya was holding a wine flask. It was a royal pleasure to be in the company of three impeccable beauties. But this was not what he asked for, but what King Adams arranged.

Of course, Barton is also a very charming person, tall, handsome and capable of fighting. The princesses also admire him very much. They heard that their father hoped that one of them could marry Badr, but in fact they were still somewhat contentious with each other.

"Badr, although this song is very beautiful, it is just a little sad. Let me play a piece for you. I have already mastered the song Nightingale."

Niya had just finished singing Big Fish, and Mia couldn't wait to show off, but Qian silently handed Barton a glass of fruit wine.

Among these three beautiful princesses, Niya is the quietest, obedient and the best at singing, Miya is lively and cute and the best at playing, and although Qianya talks little, she actually has the quickest thoughts.

In their eyes, Barton is really a miracle. Divinity is by no means a simple word. As elves, they can feel it directly. Light elves will not be easily moved, but whether it is light or nature, Barton's existence is too in line with their wishes.

What's even more rare is that Barton seems to have endless knowledge in his mind, and he can often teach them new music, another style from another world, which they particularly like.

Barton's eyes were so sharp, he could see the joy in their eyes, but he didn't think he was worthy of these pure elf princesses.

He just accidentally fell into this place and will leave one day.