Chapter 332 I am your father!

  Fisher thought that he would lay down seven or eight spaceships in succession to make the spicy chicken shredded and retreat. Mingjin retired and waited for another battle in the coming days. However, the degree of cold-blooded opponent was beyond Fisher's imagination.

Most of the spaceships that fell were carrying a lot of commandos, and they were all veterans who had followed the spicy chicken shreds for many years. Falling on the ground in Asgard was like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, and Fira’s unbearable American red. Compared to their necks, these seemingly honest and honest civilians are the real sturdy folk customs. It has not been mentioned before that the heroic fighters of Asgard are the standing army and are trained all year round, while other Asgard citizens It's not so exaggerated. Every year, I will bring my own equipment out of production and go to the barracks to practice for a period of time. Coupled with the long lifespan, it is called a full of martial virtues.

And now these uncles are copying knives and taking advantage of the terrain, and from time to time they jump out and call a dog thief to look at the sword, and then give the dark elves who are unfamiliar with their lives a few stabs and run away. The dark elves soldiers who have turned their heads are like being trapped at the moment. The Teddy Bear Tier 10 car trapped on the ice is opposed to a 40-fire rabbit per capita, and you have to confess everything if you don't, and then the spicy chicken silk really doesn't care about the life and death of these subordinates.

After being blocked by the air route, the spicy chicken shreds decisively dispatched the reserve forces, directly from the ultra-low altitude, killing all the way from the main entrance of the Asgard Palace, and because most of the guards were deployed to suppress the riots, the gates were defensive. The emptiness, coupled with the fact that the spicy chicken shreds had already prepared weapons of mass destruction, the heroic warriors who guarded the gate rushed to the street very fast.

"Kill them all, don't keep one!" A black spicy chicken ribbon with the guard stepped on the withered corpse on the ground, eyes full of tears, how many years, I was stunned by Bor on the head at the beginning, and now it finally came to me. Time to pull it back!

  The dark elf commando equipped with energy weapons was advancing extremely fast. When Odin and Thor were busy hammering the mobs running around into pie one by one, the dark elf had already rushed to his throne hall.

   "Woo woo woo~" A centurion-sized heroic warrior set up a spear array and shield wall to block in front of the dark elf.

   "Fire!"

   "Go!"

  Two teams of differently equipped men and horses fought fiercely. The heroic warriors relied on enchanted shields to resist the long-range firepower of the dark elves.

  However, the big tutu in the hands of the dark elves was also fatal to the heroic warriors who had escaped from the shield wall. The two sides fought fiercely, but in the end the dark elves with the spear won the final victory.

"The Ether Gem is on it, go and bring it to me!" Spicy chicken shreds had to wait for his adjutant to rendezvous, so he sent his subordinates to it first. Anyway, Asgard’s troops have been cut off by themselves. Odin Sol is still on the lower level, and he can slowly turn their throne hall upside down!

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The dark elf soldiers who followed the orders of the boss had just entered the corridor of the uppermost building area and found that there was no one. It was quiet and terrifying. The cautious dark elf soldiers did not dare to divide their troops. They marched along the main road and arrived soon. A long enclosed corridor outside the palace, and at the end of the corridor, stood a peerless handsome man standing with a sword.

  "Your boss didn't come?" Fisher looked at the pale dark elf in front of him, and yawned disappointedly. He also wanted to try a trick he had just thought of, but a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers came.

  The dark elf soldiers who do not understand the lingua franca looked at each other. This guy is standing here without running. He should be a fool. The most important thing is to solve the opponent quickly and get the gems to complete the task.

  A dark elf soldier raised his weapon and was about to fire. The next second his head burst into flowers.

"You guys, don't talk about martial ethics!" Fisher throws aside the smoking blaster, and then uses the force field to seal the back of the corridor. Spiritual energy is constantly instilled into the big sword in his right hand. In the dark corridor, the sword in the stone shining golden light was very conspicuous.

   "It's my favorite cooking session again!"

"Fire!" Only then did the dark elf soldiers realize that something was wrong. The soldiers in the front row raised their rifles and fired, but there was no use for eggs. Facing the beam of light, Fisher was not afraid, and his sword turned upside down. The flying and dancing tigers engendered the wind, and then used the Mind Force Field to block the beam as much as possible.

"Damn, it's too embarrassing, can't you just aim at my sword and shoot?" Fischer, annoyed, didn't care about pacing forward slowly to give the opponent a sense of oppression. The three unlucky eggs in front of him instantly cool down.

  The miserable death of the companion frightened the remaining dark elf soldiers. The two at the end of the team flew back to the gate blocked by Fisher's mind and tried to escape, while the few people in front continued to attack, trembling.

Fisher picked up a big sword and chopped down a dark elf, then drew the blade backhand and grabbed the hilt, squinted sideways, a frightened and contorted head flew out, and then his left hand thought power extended, and a dark elf The elf lifted up to the ceiling, flicked the big sword in his hand, and fell to the ground with two sections of his body.

"Why do you always feel that this scene is familiar!" Fisher whispered in his heart and shook his left hand. The last few dark elves in front of him were disarmed by him, and then these unarmed guys were chopped down one by one. Mosaic.

After solving these soldiers, before Fisher walked back to the old position and continued to place poss, the gate that was sealed by him was smashed and deformed. Fisher pulled off his mind, two gates creaked and fell, and then one The two-meter-tall hideous body walked in first, and behind him was a spicy chicken shredded with Sima face.

  "You did it? Who are you?" Seeing the miserable death of his subordinates, the spicy chicken shreds asked.

   "People on Earth, you can call me father!" Fisher replied solemnly.

  "Father?" Although the spicy chicken shreds don't understand the specific meaning of the word, I always feel something is wrong.

"Well, father, since you are a human being on earth, then I can show compassion to allow you to live in the world and serve me. Now let me open the way!" Spicy chicken silk thinks that the other party can fight so well, and it looks good to be a subordinate. , It's just too ugly (Dark Elf's point of view)

"It stands to reason that you call me father, and I should make way for you, but for the big plan, it's okay for you to call me a soft one. I have to ask for the ether gem, so please go and die for you ugly monsters!" Scheer sighed, it was so ugly, it tarnished the word genie!

   "Algorim!" Spicy chicken shreds coldly and ordered his adjutant to attack.

   "Haha, boy, I want to squeeze your **** out!" The dark elf adjutant gave a bloodthirsty smile, and then his body shot out like a cannonball, crashing into Fisher.

   "Good coming!" Fisher's eyes lit up, his psychic energy poured into the sword in the stone, and then the shining blade was inserted into the floor.

  "Blindness by refraction!" The dazzling rays of light burst out as the great sword touched the floor, directly shining the eyes of all the dark elves in white, without seeing anything at all.

  (End of this chapter)