I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

Thunder came from the sky, lightning pierced the black clouds, thousands of people screamed in unison, the killing intent shook the clouds, turning them into rain, like a dragon dancing.

Thunderstorms raged across the plain like ten thousand horses piercing through the clouds. Flags fluttered in the army formation, soldiers and spears stood everywhere, and the halo of iron and blood, like a boundless golden glow, swept over with terrifying sounds.

Under the staring gaze.

The man at the front of the line had blood on his face as if frostbitten, a thick beard on his chin, stains on his armor, and two rusty red handaxes in his hands instead of a long area.

Although they were not well equipped, the aura of blood and courage wafting from a few hundred yards made the dark elves shudder.

Moments later, the two forward armies met.

Just seeing a group of warriors with handaxes shows amazing power zones.

When the flesh and the armor collided together, there was a dense, tooth-like bone breaking sound, and the well-equipped and fully armed dark elves fell down like wheat, and countless limbs and blood were sprinkled on the barren plain.

Cries of pain followed.

But the thunderous shouts of killing instantly overshadowed their cries. The bearded and red-bearded warriors holding double axes were all red-faced, like madmen, showing a strong crushing force

Cut the line of defense of the dark elves.

010 "The Berserkers...didn't think they existed!"

Seeing this army, the face of Malekith, who was sitting at the end of the team, became visibly gloomy, and under his twitching and trembling face, there was strong consternation.

It was this group of fanatical warriors holding double axes and advocating war and blood that contained and defeated the cursed warriors with a single army six thousand years ago.

You know, the cursed warrior is an invincible army, transformed from ether particles, almost possessing Regenerative Healing Factor, but in the end they lost to this fanatical warrior, showing how scary and powerful he is.

Zealots are the elite of Asgard.

They were born for war, and the gene of anger flows in their blood. Blood and wounds will only make them stronger. Once a war starts, they will never stop until they tear the enemy's throat open like wolves.

"It's time for the hatred from six thousand years ago to come back!" Malekith held onto the handrail tightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Let the damned warriors attack and intercept the advancing berserkers.

The only ones who can fight the Berserkers are the cursed warriors, who have no fear of death, but only barely.

But here's the good news: ...that's enough!.

Malekith (cfbf) looked up at the starry sky, and the corner of his mouth was bent into a cruel arc: "The stars will return to their places soon, and all of you... will be doomed fate!"

When the attack of the berserker army was blocked, the dark elf fleet took off, aimed at the weak Asgard in the sky, and began a random bombing, completely ignoring the fighting friends below.

"Damn, this guy is crazy!"

Looking at the bombed army, Thor roared angrily: "Now he doesn't even care about his own men!"

The dark elf warships aimed not only at Asgard, but at the resisting dark elf army, but Malekith ignored them and bombarded them with his own men.

Unfortunately, what Thor doesn't know is.

The dark elves who fought these battles are long dead, six thousand years ago, and are now only remnants recreated in time, so Malekith doesn't care.

The Asgardian army suffered losses from the artillery fire from above.

Due to the two previous raids, Asgard now has no air power, and the only remaining warships are more than a hundred "not enough to withstand a thousand dark elf warships.

"damn it!"

In a rage, Thor held up Mjolnir), trying to summon the power of thunder to crack the battleship of the dark elves.

But no, Mallers saw it coming.

As Malekith rose from his skeletal throne laughing, what appeared to be a thunderous cloud swept directly over the battleship.

Then.

The ground trembled violently, and slowly, a huge amount of formation appeared.

"Feel the great fear..."

The turquoise magic circle was very powerful, instantly dispelling the dark clouds in the sky.

A faint black mist filled the air, exuding a depressing atmosphere, as if some kind of terrifying creature from the ancient world was looking at them through this magic circle.

"This feeling………………"

Loki's face was pale, and he stared at the magic circle with a fatal premonition.

Unlike any previous form of magic, this magic circle has no bulky incantations, no complicated lines, and even no form of visible elements.

This is a strange magic that even Loki has never seen, and it can even be said that its existence completely violates the foundation of magic.

What it contains is so simple!

Even though it is as simple as an eight-pointed star, its shape is still extremely irregular, just like a pencil under a child's hand, wiggling helplessly to draw the twisted and weird lines of the car.

People sacrificed one eye to accept the enlightenment of the World Tree and learned the powerful magic of the moon runes, but this is understandable, it is the order in the strokes, and it is a complete writing system.

But this magic circle is in front of you...

Loki couldn't find the words to describe how weird and twisted it was, the chaotic and disorganized lines, the twisted and simple construction, contrary to all the magic he knew.

Staking the dignity of a scheming god, Loki's intuition tells him that this is not the magic of the known universe, and far more dangerous than the magic he knows.

"Damn it, Thor, stop him!"

Cold sweat broke out on Loki's brow, his face turned pale, and he rushed to Thor, uttering a cry of terror.

"Fuck, do you think I don't want to?"

Thor waved Mjolnir) and smashed the dark elf in place in front of him, his eyes) getting darker and growling. "What did this guy do, now I can't summon lightning!"

"It's ok!!"

Loki's expression changed instantly. He tried to release the magic power of the doppelganger, but found that he couldn't even feel half of the magic power. He immediately looked around in horror, and said with horror in his voice: "Not good... Malakis, he sealed the source of our magic power!"

The source of Asgard's magic power comes from the ancient world tree, and it is through its magic spring that they can have a powerful body and creation, which is the integration of magic and technology.

BAU...

Asgard's power base is completely sealed by Malekith, which means they lose their magic, how could Loki not panic?

But then, they discovered something even more terrifying.

Compared with the fear of Malekith's sealed source of magic, it can be understood with biological logic that a huge amount of brown-red eyes appearing from the huge magic circle suspended in the dark sky, as if rusty, is a A horror beyond ordinary logic.

The brown-red eyes are half-lifeless, exuding an irresistible and powerful aura.

A thick brown-red mist drifted out from the magic circle, making a thunderous noise, which made my heart beat wildly, my blood pressure soared uncontrollably, and it was even difficult for me to breathe.

"This is... what is that?"

Thor and Loki stared in horror at the huge amounts of brown eyes, their hearts beating in terror. .