Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 199 The Right Universe, Wrong Coordinates (asking for monthly tickets)
Under the blood-red sunset, an epic battle is ruthlessly tearing the earth apart.

On one side, there were warriors wearing brilliant golden armor, which shone brightly in the setting sun; on the other side, there was a legion of strange-looking and huge trolls.

Their skin is either blue or green, covered with rough scales and hideous bone spurs. Their eyes flash a beast-like red light, and they emit deafening roars that seem to be able to tear apart space.

"Kill those Asgardian bastards!"

"Vanaheim will always belong to the trolls!"

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These shouts, filled with primitive wildness and determination, echoed over the battlefield like rolling thunder.

The trolls wielded huge maces and sharp stone blades. Every swing was accompanied by the sound of the air being torn apart, bringing about waves of blood and gore.

However, their opponents, the warriors in golden armor did not retreat in the face of all this. With their numerical advantage, they attacked from all directions.

The two armies clashed, and in an instant, the battlefield fell into endless chaos and killing.

Although the troll army was far less numerous than the Asgard warriors, with their powerful racial talents and fanatical fighting will, they still made the first batch of enemies that rushed up pay a heavy price.

The golden armor was like paper and was easily torn apart under the fierce attack of the trolls. The warriors' bodies were thrown into the sky by the huge force, and then fell heavily to the ground, unable to move anymore.

In just one round, countless Asgard warriors were killed or wounded, and the battle line quickly collapsed under the impact of the trolls.

"Hahaha"

The battlefield was filled with the trolls' wild laughter. As the last troll warriors left in Vanaheim, they had already made up their minds to die and had no fear at all when facing enemies that outnumbered them by several times.

With a "crack", a troll holding a huge axe chopped off the head of an Asgard warrior, bathed in blood, and roared madly around.

Seeing this scene, the besieged Asgard warriors slightly slowed down the pace of their attack.

Many people have been cursing in their hearts, it is obvious that these trolls are the invaders who provoked the war, so how come they act like warriors defending their homeland?
"You cowardly Asgardians, you deserve it"

Rumble——!
The next second, the trolls' arrogant words were interrupted. Dozens of lightning bolts as thick as buckets streaked across the sky, striking the troll army like a punishment from heaven, instantly blowing dozens of trolls to pieces.

In this shocking scene, a man in golden armor and a red cloak fell from the sky. He held a square-headed one-handed hammer in his hand and was surrounded by blue electric light, like the god of thunder.

Seeing this scene, the troll army, which had been full of high spirits, suddenly became silent.

Thor Odinson!
Asgard's god of thunder and lightning!
The eldest son of the old god-king Odin!

"Filthy and despicable trolls, today, I, Thor, son of Odin, will put an end to all your crimes and atrocities!"

The voice was like a loud bell, resounding through the sky. Thor, with flowing golden hair, roared and swung Thor's hammer, like lightning that cuts through the night sky. Electric flashes flashed wherever he passed, and every heavy blow took the life of a troll accurately.

As the son of the God-King, he not only possesses the power of thunder, but his body is also incredibly strong. Even the huge mace in the hands of the trolls can only make his body tremble slightly, before being greeted by an even more violent thunder and lightning storm.

In addition, there are four Asgardians who are also wearing armor and holding weapons and fighting behind Thor. They are the warriors known as the Three Warriors of Asgard. Every time Thor fights with the enemy, they are always behind him!

At this time, on a cliff a few hundred meters away from here, a group of even larger trolls gathered around an ancient altar. In the center stood an elderly high priest. He had an old face, wrinkles all over his face, and a hunched body, but he exuded a majesty that should not be underestimated.

"High Priest, we must take action. The army of Asgard is approaching!"

"Damn Odinson! You guys stay here and I'll go down and fight him!"

"Stop! Protecting the High Priest is the most important thing now!"

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On the altar, the troll, who was called the high priest by many guards, sighed softly and slowly placed his hand on the edge of the altar.

He knew that his life was coming to an end, and if he used shamanic magic again, he would most likely die on the altar.

But
He glanced down the mountain. This was the last troll tribe in Vanaheim. After years of fighting, the trolls, one of the largest races in Vanaheim and once occupied one of the nine realms, were reduced to this tribe of more than 10,000 people.

And now they are being slaughtered by the warlike Asgardians!
For the survival of the tribe, he no longer hesitated and decided to take a risk. With his hands raised high, he began to dance the ancient shamanic dance on the altar, chanting something and casting forbidden spells.

"Hogan, you and Sif take a group of people to block the exit at the back of the valley. Don't let any trolls out!"

"Volstagg, you and Fandral lead a team to attack from the side, and leave the front battlefield to me."

On the battlefield, Thor was commanding the battle in an orderly manner. Then he looked around for a few times and asked in confusion: "Where is Loki? Didn't my brother come with him?"

Volstagg, who was as big as a barrel, scratched his head and said, "Well, it seems like he was there just now, but in the blink of an eye, he's gone."

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Thor shook his head helplessly. Although they were both Odinson, his brother Loki was more like a third-rate sorcerer who hid in the dark and used magic to hurt people than a fearless warrior.

"Wait, Thor, what do you see in the sky?!" Volstagg's urgent shout interrupted the noise of the battlefield.

Thor looked up suddenly and saw that the sky was suddenly filled with hundreds of huge meteorites, dragging trails of blazing flames, like a doomsday rain, rapidly approaching the battlefield.

"Spread out and defend!" Thor immediately gave the order, and the Asgard soldiers responded quickly, scattering to avoid this sudden natural disaster.

However, the speed of the meteorites was beyond imagination. Almost in the blink of an eye, they poured down like a rainstorm, accompanied by a deafening roar and a sky-high heat wave, smashing the ground into pieces. Many soldiers were swallowed up in the flames in an instant.

"It's up there! Those troll priests are responsible!"

A green light flashed beside Thor, and a black-haired man wearing a green sorcerer's robe and holding two daggers appeared and pointed at the troll priest who was dancing and chanting spells on the cliff.

"Damn Shaman!"

Looking at the Asgard warriors who were killed and injured one after another under the meteorites, Thor was furious. The hammer of Thor seemed to come alive in his hand, spinning like the wind. The next second it would fly up the cliff and smash all these guys to death!
However, before he could take any action, more trolls surrounded him. At this moment, there was a bloodthirsty light in each of their eyes. They didn't care about the injuries on their bodies at all. They seemed to have become machines that knew only to fight and knew no pain. They attacked desperately.

Thor knew without much thought that this must be the work of the shaman.

He brandished the Meow Hammer, lightning flashed all over his body, and he roared as he rushed towards the group of amplified trolls.

The battle, which had been one-sided since Thor and his companions joined, became stalemated again. The falling meteorites and the trolls transformed into fighting tools resisted the Asgard's offensive one after another. Although Thor and his companions fought hard, they seemed to be unable to cope with the current situation.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death. The screams of the warriors and the roars of the trolls were intertwined. Every inch of the battlefield was stained with blood, and every breath seemed to inhale fragments of death.

"Thor, that's enough!"

Loki's voice cut through the chaos. He tried his best to resist the enemies around him and shouted to Thor, "We must retreat and let Heimdall summon the Bifrost. This is not a situation we can handle!"

"No! I am the son of Odin, and the glory of Asgard cannot be tarnished!"

Thor's eyes were red, and the light of Thor's hammer became more and more dazzling. He roared: "I am the son of Odin! The god of thunder and lightning! The bravest warrior in Asgard, I will never lose to a second-rate shaman!"

Rumble!
After saying that, he once again controlled the Meow Hammer with all his strength, attempting to rush up the cliff and kill the old priest in one fell swoop. But just like before, every time he wanted to rush up, there would always be more trolls rushing towards him regardless of their lives, trapping him in the valley.

At this moment, on the cliff, the old priest who was dancing with joy witnessed this scene, a smile appeared on his face. He saw the hope of destroying the son of Odin here!

As soon as he thought of this, he chanted the obscure spell again, and soon, another group of meteorites emerged from the sky!
"Thor! Call Heimdall!" Loki looked at the dense meteorites in the sky and couldn't help but growl, "If you want to die, don't take me with you! Now hurry up and let Heimdall summon the Rainbow Bridge to take us away!"

Not only him, but almost everyone, including the three warriors of Asgard, looked at Thor with pleading eyes.

They could accept being hacked to death or shot to death by the enemy, but being hit by a meteorite was nothing. If they died in this way, they might not even be able to enter Valhalla.

Thor looked at everyone's blood-stained faces, gritted his teeth and spat out two mouthfuls of blood foam in dissatisfaction. He raised his head to the air, and the next second he was about to call out to Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard who controlled the Rainbow Bridge, to send them away.

suddenly!

A strange music sounded on the battlefield
"Hey~~Hey~~"

"What's the matter with your head~~~ yeah~~"

"Hey~~Hey~~"

"What's the matter with your mind and your sign?~~"

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The singing sounded from the air, from far away to near, and getting closer and closer.

The two sides who were fighting fiercely stopped their actions at the same time and looked towards the source of the sound.

Even under this brainwashing melody, many people have already started shaking their heads.
"Volstagg?" Thor looked at the burly man holding a huge axe beside him. At this moment, the guy was nodding his head and swaying his body to the rhythm.

"Uh, sorry." Volstagg coughed awkwardly, and his expression returned to its previous fierce and vigilant state.

Then, the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and a bright red sports car rushed out of the crack at an astonishing speed, like a messenger from another world, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

At this time, both Thor and others from Asgard and the troll warriors tightly grasped their weapons, stopped fighting tacitly, and looked vigilantly at the sudden uninvited guest.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, a man, a panda and a cat pushed the door open and got out of the car, cursing.

"Fuck! That damn motion sickness medicine is useless!"

"You shouldn't let Yumi take control of the direction. Whether it's a human or an animal, females shouldn't drive!"

"You are being sexist, Teddy! Just wait, when I get back I will tell Mavis and Gloria how they will teach you a lesson!"

Rango shook his head helplessly, trying to get rid of the dizziness in his head. This time when they traveled through the Grimoire, they brought McQueen with them. They thought it would be more comfortable to drive around in the car, but they didn't expect it to be just as uncomfortable.

He got out of the car and was about to breathe a breath of fresh air, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

The battlefield was in ruins, corpses were piled up like mountains, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of blood.

At this moment, the two parties fighting on the battlefield were also looking straight at him, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Isn't this the Marvel Universe?
What the hell did this do to me?

Rango forced a smile on his face, "Excuse me."

"Roar--!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another roar on the battlefield.

The two warring parties seemed to have never stopped fighting. The scene just now was like an illusion and was instantly forgotten. Rango and others were once again completely ignored.

Rango shrugged helplessly and decided not to embarrass himself any more.

He retreated back into the car and turned his gaze to Yumi, "Did you translate the Grimoire incorrectly? Is this really the world I was talking about?"

"Yes." Yumi supported her chin with her hand, flipped the magic book under her body, and said affirmatively: "This is really the universe I saw at the beginning. Whether it is Stark Tower or the flying Iron Man, I remember it very clearly. It must be right."

“But it’s obvious here.”

Rango's words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.

At this moment, in his sight, a man with flying golden hair holding a huge hammer, surrounded by electric light, was rushing into the group of trolls. Every time he swung the hammer, the enemies fell down.

"Um"

Rango and Teddy looked at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

With this posture and the highly recognizable Meowth Hammer, who else could it be other than Thor?

"So," Teddy raised his eyebrows and said, "Should we go out and help now to win the favor of Thor, the future God King of Asgard, so that we can invite him to our world in the future and beat that damned ancient god to death with a hammer?"

"Shit. You can't just tell us all our plans right away. How can we maintain a sense of mystery and urgency in the future?"

"SoWhat, you don't think anyone else is reading this book?"

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(End of this chapter)