Marvel's lol system

The spaceship landed on the ground paved with gravel, and Ryan jumped out of the spaceship first.

The strong smell of blood came to the face, like walking into a completely closed slaughterhouse without exhaust fans.

All Asgardian soldiers fell to the ground, some were still intact, and some were split into puzzle pieces of different sizes.

In fact, it was not just the two groups of soldiers who had just fought. The prisoners who were shackled also became active after seeing the chaos.

Although their movements are restricted because their hands and feet are tied, there seems to be no difficulty that can trap them on the boundary between life and death. If they want to survive, even if they bite with their teeth, they have to bite hard without hesitation.

So,

making the whole scene even more chaotic.

Wade was concentrating on flying the spacecraft so he didn't see it, but Ryan could see it clearly from the sky. First, the two groups of soldiers began to fight in close combat, and then the two groups of soldiers began to kill the prisoners first.

When almost all the prisoners were killed, the flames of civil war were lit again.

"How much hatred is required"

Wade also came over, looked at the tragic situation around him, and said a little bit.

In fact, on the earth, at least in the 21st century, it is difficult to see such a bloody scene. After all, modern people have long started using hot weapons. This kind of fighting between cold weapons is the kind of life Fighting with cold weapons to death is really hard to see again.

There are only a few bullet holes on the corpse, and the corpse is completely chopped into a bloody mess. The visual effects are completely different concepts, and the sensory stimulation they bring to people is of course completely different.

"These are the prisoners who are handcuffed. I can understand even if they are killed, but what are these two groups of soldiers doing?" Wade scratched his head and said,

When he was a mercenary, he also saw a lot of quarrels among his peers. After all, mercenaries are all for profit, but they belong to the same country, and they can fight so fiercely, which is really unheard of.

"Perhaps, it's because of different philosophies. Different teams belonging to the same country actually have very different philosophies."

Ryan walked up to a corpse. There was still purple blood on the face of this corpse. It looked like the captain of one of the teams. Two spears were inserted into the chest. There were also marks of being slashed on the back, and the flesh and blood were blurred. His right hand was still holding his weapon tightly.

Just now he was the most murderous, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, he first killed the captain of another team, and then began to massacre other Asgardian soldiers. The indiscriminate killing here,

It was really killing indiscriminately, because he not only cut down the soldiers from the opposite team, but also cut down the soldiers from his own team.

"I think they are the ones who are crazy."

Wade shook his head and kicked the body in front of him.

"It seems like we arrived too late. This is a dead end."

"There's still one alive over there."

Light black mist lingered in Ryan's eyes. He pointed to a soldier closest to the wormhole, then walked over by himself, knelt down and asked:

"Can you still talk?"

The soldier lay on the ground and blinked. The blood blocked his sight, so that he could only vaguely see a figure, "Who are you?"

The voice was very soft. If Ryan's hearing had not been strengthened, he might not have heard what he was saying.

"I also found one here." Wade shouted,

He used the scabbard of his katana to pick up the half-remaining corpse in front of him. This guy must have been attacked by a prisoner and then besieged by the surrounding prisoners, so his injuries looked a bit miserable.

Ryan raised his head and gave Wade a look. When Wade nodded and lifted half of his body from the ground to walk farther away, he slowly lowered his head and said:

"I just came from Asgard."

"You are not Asgardian."

"How did you see it"

"accent"

""Ryan,

In fact, many times when a foreigner goes to another place and imitates the local dialect, he or she cannot tell the difference between what he says and what the locals say.

However, for the locals, once you open your mouth, you actually expose your identity as a foreigner.

"I came from the earth, you should know about it, your prince and I are friends."

"which one"

"Thor, the one who likes to play with hammers." Ryan was a little surprised. It could be heard from the soldier's words that it seemed that the Asgardians still regard Loki as their prince.

Gee,

If Loki knew this in prison, would he be moved to tears?

"Haha, fortunately you are not Loki's friend. If you were me now, even if I die, I won't answer your question."

Ryan curled his lips upon hearing this.

Okay, Loki will probably still cry, but not because he is moved, but because he is wronged

Actually, to be honest,

Although Loki was a bit of a jerk in what he did in other places, he did make some small mistakes when he was in Asgard, but he really didn't make any big mistakes. Instead, he was about to finish playing in Asgard When the time came, he stood up and stood up.

He is like a strange child who longs for the attention of his family. He will use various naughty and mischievous methods to attract the attention of adults, but his true heart is actually towards his family.

"Why did you suddenly start fighting?" Ryan asked.

"I do not know either."

Ryan took a deep breath, resisted the urge to beat the man to death and asked again,

"Are you sure you don't know"

"Really, I really don't know why the captain suddenly started fighting, and he even attacked us."

Ryan glanced at the body of the man who killed his brother indiscriminately. It seemed that the source of everything was because of this man.

"Then do you know what is on the other side of this wormhole? Is it some kind of planet specially designed for detention?"

"Across the way is Vanaheim."

"Isn't Vanaheim a country of giants?" Ryan noticed at this moment that there seemed to be several people in the group of prisoners who were significantly taller than normal adults, and their limbs were thick and powerful.

"Correct."

"This is interstellar law enforcement."

"Ha" the soldier smiled, and blood foam began to appear from his mouth again, "Secret."

""

Ryan pursed his lips.

"I've already said so much, why bother, I'm not your enemy."

"None of that information matters."

Actually that's right,

The soldier seemed to talk a lot, but this was mainly because he spoke too slowly. In fact, he answered a question in summary, that is, the direction of the wormhole behind him.

"Is there anything else you can reveal?" Ryan asked.

"no"