The Death Knell

The communication skills of the angels are very good, and after a few seconds, the queen received this information.

At this time, she was wearing a golden battle armor, carrying a golden double-edged axe in her hand, sitting under the not-so-bright light, and her exact location was still a mystery.

She first listened to what the pet maids had to say, then gritted her teeth and looked at the figure across the table:

"Malekis! Did you hear that? Your people set fire in my kingdom! Many people were burned!"

Spicy Chicken Shreds also just waved his hand away from the deputy who was whispering in his ear, and a sinister smile appeared on his pointed face:

"Is that so? But why did the information I received say that your people robbed me, and if they didn't succeed, they attacked them in groups, and then set fire to cover up the truth?"

The Queen of Angels narrowed her eyes. Her beautiful face looked hideous under the helmet at this time. Her hands wearing sharp golden gauntlets grabbed the wine glass in front of her and fell to the ground:

"Are you suspecting that I lied to you? Villain, it's obvious that you lied to me first! What about Midgard's countless wealth and mysterious future, how many benefits can we get there! But now? Pooh!"

The wine glass shattered on the golden carpet, and the golden wine flowed all over the place. Spicy Chicken Silk looked regretful as the wine disappeared.

He is wearing a black cloak, under the cloak is the same black metal plate armor. For the dark elves who basically don't wear protective gear to ensure agility, his armor is not much thicker than paper, and there is no matching set. The helmet is already heavy armor.

Because in those days, King Crowe was stabbed to death by the spicy chicken silk just because he didn't wear armor.

"Don't be angry, Her Majesty, this may be a misunderstanding, you think, since I arrived here, I have ordered my people not to do anything that offends the angels, and it is impossible to set fire or kill people."

"Really?" The Queen of Angels obviously didn't believe it, but she still put the big axe on the table: "Then you would say that the incident just now didn't happen?"

"I hope it didn't happen, maybe it was an accident, maybe they were controlled by magic." The dark elf tidied his white hair, and a haze flashed across his wrinkled gray face: "There is even a It may be that the Supreme Mage wants to divide us, Midgard's contemporary Supreme Mage Death Knell, I saw him once a few decades ago, he is a particularly insidious and scheming guy."

"Is it the mysterious man in black and yellow armor? The snake **** said he is not a mage at all!"

The Queen of Angels recalled that Set once showed everyone the so-called image of the enemy, and it was before the action was launched. At that time, the snake **** smugly said that he would make this person suffer eternal torment.

The dark elf with a calm expression nodded: "Who can guarantee that? He may have never used magic, but as a supreme mage, does he really know no magic? If he infiltrated your dimension, now you have only one choice. , that is, take all your treasures immediately, and get on the boat with me, that is safe."

"Joke! The whole Havenheim is my treasure! I won't give it up!" The queen patted the table, and the golden plates on the tablecloth jumped up and down: "You're a coward, Malekith, do you think Wouldn’t someone who can be regarded as an enemy by the Snake God fail to prevent you from escaping in advance? Hehe, I see that your motherships have become scrap iron at this time!”

"What?" Malekith immediately asked his subordinates to urgently contact the mothership, but just like what the queen said, there was no response to the communication at all.

Spicy Chicken Silk is very keen, he can find the Angel Queen to join the group immediately after the troll king Yuric lost contact, but it is difficult to accept this situation, the fleet is the lifeblood of the dark elves!

"Can't you get in touch?" The Angel Queen's mood quickly calmed down, she tilted her head to look at the dark elves: "Maybe some dark elves found out about this earlier than you, they want to **** the small spaceship used by our angels. ? So you have to explain to me about the city."

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"Oh, have you detected a communication signal? Have you found the coordinates?" Su Ming was sitting on the cloak flying carpet with Diana's team flying slowly while chatting with the adjutant. She just gave a new notification.

It is said that someone sent the Queen and Malekith through the wireless network, respectively, information about the market arson tragedy not long ago.

"The communication time is too short, and I can't lock the other party's position temporarily. The virtual signal source technology of the dark elves is very superb, but if you communicate once or twice in different places, you can use triangulation, and you can lock the target immediately."

"It depends on the performance of Diana and the others." Su Ming wiped the cement on his hands, and he yawned: "But the spicy chicken shreds are as fine as a rat stealing oil, maybe he will smell dangerous and said Maybe, is the space around Warnerheim Nation locked?"

The adjutant's projection put his hands on his lower abdomen and explained:

"It was blocked from the beginning. Whether it is jumping or traveling through wormholes, I can't leave this space. I have also cut off all communication between here and the outside world, whether it is technology or magic. It's just that the Black Rainbow Bridge is still unknown. Could something like that help the enemies evacuate?"

Su Ming looked at the street below and watched Deadpool fall down and jump at others. He shook his head speechlessly and said:

"Probably not. The Rainbow Bridge uses the energy of the World Tree. Without the World Tree, there would be no Rainbow Bridge. The same is true for the Black Rainbow Bridge. No one provides it with energy. What will it use to activate it? I guess at After Sithone died, that set became a decoration."

Energy, these things in the universe, to put it bluntly, it is still inseparable from energy.

Whether it is technology or magic, as long as it can mobilize different forms of energy, it is naturally very convenient and cool to use.

But once the energy is lost, all the 'electrical appliances' will become waste, perhaps not as easy to use as the stone, at least the stone can be used to kill people.

"So, plan to continue?"

The adjutant didn't think the sheriff had any concerns about the Spicy Chicken Shreds possibly discovering the plan, and he was still watching the liveliness of Deadpool.

"There's no need to change anything, we still have the advantage, it's good to keep the same, after all, 'time' is on my side, okay, continue to try to lock the position of the enemy leader, and send two glasses of pineapple juice by the way Come here and ask for pineapples grown in Hawaii with ice cubes from Mount Everest."

The loyal adjutant went to prepare, after all, someone had to cooperate with making juice, but Harry was lying on the flying carpet, watching Diana cut people and play with the death knell below.

This should be a large-scale hospital. Angels and dark elves who were withdrawn from the earth are also treated here. Almost all of them are lucky, and the neighborhood is quite lively.

I don't know who chose this place as a target to massacre the invaders and the wounded. It was a beautiful job.

"It started. Diana went upstairs from the main entrance, Carroll went down from the rooftop, and Wade was in charge of those who jumped out of the window to escape. The division of labor among the three was clear."