The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 806 - 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_2
Chapter 806: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_2 Chapter 806: Chapter 15 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most_2 Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!
Like a waterfall, the golden sword shadows enveloped in exploding aether cleaved forward, toppling the approaching giants like heavy aerial bombs, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
Seeing this, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.
“Welcome aboard, Valkyrie of the Warner Clan.”
And now that he had achieved his goals of framing and forcing his hand, Luo En no longer stood by as a mere spectator, and he waved his hand to fully open the Rainbow Bridge.
Streams of light burst from the colorful vortex, scattering across the sky, materializing the majestic outlines of floating battle ships, as the robust and resonant song echoed across the battlefield:
“We come from the land of ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow,
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying, Valhalla I am coming!
Golden Palace, home of the gods
I am here!”
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One by one, fully armed Asa warriors accompanied by flashes of rainbow light descended organized onto the battlefield, fearless against an enemy several times their number.
Born for war, die for honor—this was the concept gradually formed by the Asa Divine Race.
Death could not frighten them because the Great God Odin would lead their spirits into the Golden Palace to be reborn in the flesh. There, they would make merry, competing in skills with each other until the eternity of the world.
“Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!”
In nearly hoarse roars, Asa warriors burst forth their divine power, their eyes bloodshot, muscles bulging, their physiques visibly swelling several times over, their inner battle fervor and madness wildly flowing, launching a countercharge against the giants invading the Midgard World, their swords, spears, and axes severing limbs and heads of monstrous creatures, declaring their valor with bloodshed.
“Roar!”
Stimulated by the bloodshed, the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants of Jotunheim roared angrily like untamed beasts, emerging densely from the depths of the Iron Forest, grabbing isolated Asa warriors, shredding their spines, and trampling their skulls with the most ferocious and cruel posture, announcing to their enemies who truly ruled this land of ice and fire.
Though the giants quickly gained the upper hand with their vast numbers and formidable individual strength,
it was not only the Asa Divine Race warriors who rushed to the battlefield.
“[ᚦ]!”
A protective triangle of Rune Symbols lit up from the ground, forming an intertwined defensive charm, repelling the giants’ falling attacks.
At the same time, human priests gathered atop the ice walls and Light Elf mages on the decks of battle ships chanted divine words, casting recovery, strength, swiftness, sharpness, and intuitive curses, bestowing enhancements upon Asa deities and human warriors, their auras frenziedly stacking, turning the frontline guards into veritable human tanks.
A few giants, confident in their brute strength, struck down with loud clangs, not only failing to inflict the slightest damage on the diminutive beings but also shattering their primitive weapons.
“[ᚨ],[k]!”
Subsequently, Rune Symbols representing divine words, flames, and light appeared in the sky, then bombarded the giants in the Iron Forest, causing their ranks to fall into disarray.
At the same time, Light Elf Archers from Alfheim, gripping bows and arrows, precisely targeted the leaders of the giants attempting to reorganize their formation for a counterattack, their intense arrow volleys turning them nearly into hedgehogs.
And the Dwarves from Nidaville, too, piloting floating battle ships, dropped oil and activated magic matrices, furiously bombarding the ground.
Faced with powerful ground-to-air fire and effective coordination among various military types, the tactically outmaneuvered giants were momentarily stunned and retreated in disorder.
“Arrowhead formation, attack!”
Following Luo En’s command with a wave of his hand, the Immortal Palace Guards gathered around Freya, using her as the spearhead to push forward, aiming to expand their victory.
The bastard…
Freya glanced back with a glare, resigned to accept her role as an Asa enforcer, leading the Immortal Palace Guards to charge towards the giants in the Iron Forest.
With things having reached this point, she had no choice but to join this band of thieves.
Fortunately, it was Midgard and the giants of Jotunheim she was cutting down, which presented no psychological burden for her as a Warner goddess.
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After all, this was a battlefield, and since the opponents struck first, she couldn’t just sit idly by, could she?
Freya comforted herself while swinging the Sword of Victory in her hand, relying on her formidable combat abilities to cut down the giants blocking her path, while the Immortal Palace Guards decisively followed, systematically clearing the giants deep in the Iron Forest.
However, just as the good news was frequently coming from the front, a crisp, harsh chant emanated from the depths of the Iron Forest.
“[ᚻ]![ᛒ]![ᛚ]!”
A chilling storm blew fiercely, sweeping through hundreds of advancing Immortal Palace Guards, mercilessly freezing them into solid ice sculptures.
“Crack!!”
The next moment, the ice-blue blood instantly ruptured the veins and muscles of the Immortal Palace Guards, causing their icy shells to violently shatter.
The reddish ice shards rolled around, like scattered crystal fragments, reflecting magnificent lustre.
But the encased chunks of blood and flesh were filled with a sense of bizarre fascination, causing the Asa warriors to shudder and subconsciously halt their advance.
A giant spellcaster? With a complete grasp of Rune Symbols?
Luo En narrowed his eyes, following the flow of magic power, looking towards the source.
There stood a woman with red eyes and purple hair, decked in snow boots, holding a delicately made magic wand, a lofty figure on the pristine snowy ground.
