Chapter 3769: Doomsday (25)

After a long and grueling battle, the Three Great Empires finally brought out their true power. First, the Kree Empire's planetary battleship entered the fray, slowly approaching Asgard's warships. Although the planetary battleship had its flaws, it was still a planet-level weapon, and its gravitational field alone was enough to crush all the starships on the field. Asgard's fleet had no choice but to shrink their formation.

Pushing them to the edge of the Nine Major Kingdoms, the Shi'ar Empire raised an energy blockade. The Shi'ar, among the Three Great Empires, were the most similar race to the life forms of the Aesir, also using the Magic Power granted by the two gods, thus they had long developed blockades targeting Divine Power. Hundreds of main ships raised a giant net, continuously driving the Asgardians back.

Then came the Skrull Empire. After the Emperor-class battleship's planet destroyer main cannon was charged, it locked onto the Rainbow Bridge. As the light appeared, with a "buzz" sound, a shot was fired. Odin, who had just descended, had to switch from offense to defense, first using a Divine Power Shield to withstand this strike.

With the Rainbow Bridge locked, his subsequent jumps failed to yield results. As the energy of the Rainbow Bridge dwindled, Odin could only pause his offensive.

"The Dimension Cutting Device is set. We will cut a rift at the designated location. All troops will break through from here, while other troops will intercept the Asgardian warriors..."

The Kree Empire's voice echoed in the communication channels of the Three Great Empires. In the command center, JARVIS looked up from the screen and said, "They're preparing to blow open the dimension, the impact point is approximately at..."

"Received."

"Received."

"Understood."

Despite its impressive name, the Dimension Cutting Device was just a spherical, ink bottle-like tool. After shaking in place for a few seconds, it swallowed all surrounding light like a black hole, even distorting space and time.

With slight energy fluctuations, a space rift slowly opened. The Kree Empire's fleet took the lead, charging directly in. The other two empires didn't give Asgard a chance to react either, with large battleships paving the way and smaller ones following closely, all kinds of equipment being pulled in one after another.

Odin's expression darkened, but he showed no surprise. He had long known that the Three Great Empires possessed such tactics.

"Warriors, the Three Great Empires are about to attack Asgard. Behind us lies the Fairy Palace, tell me, what will you do?!"

"Destroy them! Long live the Father of All Gods!"

"Destroy them! Long live the Father of All Gods!"

"Destroy them! Long live the Father of All Gods!"

With brilliant light shining, Odin and the Asgardian warriors returned to the skies above Asgard. At this moment, millions of starships from the Three Great Empires were arrayed in formation, their warships gleaming with cold metallic luster like sharp fangs, the glow of their main cannon like the eyes of a hungry wolf in the night.

The universe space where the Sky Island was located gradually turned a dim yellow due to the high energy levels. The energy from the engines formed clouds of dust, obscuring the fleets of the Three Great Empires and casting a shadow over the once magnificent and beautiful Fairy Palace.

Odin, the Father of All Gods who had battled all his life, stood atop the Fairy Palace. As if sensing something, he turned to look towards the World Tree, removing the eyepatch from his one eye with his hand. A raven flew from beyond the world and perched on his shoulder. He raised Gungnir in his hand, thousands of bolts of thunder following him.

"None shall retreat! Attack!!!"

Countless Asgardian warriors charged fearlessly towards enemies hundreds of times their number. This assault was even fiercer than before, for behind them stood Asgard.

The situation reversed for a time; the fleets of the Three Great Empires, just as they broke through, were met with a frontal assault. In an instant, hundreds of main ships had fallen, countless soldiers of the Three Great Empires perished with screams in the mysterious light.

The intensity of this war exceeded anyone's imagination. In just a few minutes, the frontline turned into a meat grinder, with casualties escalating from thousands to tens of thousands, then to hundreds of thousands, the death toll on the information screens spinning as if about to take off, alarming the highest rulers of the Three Great Empires.

"Are these Asgardians crazy?" the Skrull Emperor gasped, "Why are they advancing so recklessly? They can't even be revived!"

The advisor lowered his head silently, complaining to himself: "You're attacking their homeland, of course they're fighting for their lives, isn't it the first day you've known that Asgardians are crazy?"

"Your Majesty, trouble!" Another communicator rushed in, "Odin has done something to the World Tree, the dimensions of the Nine Major Kingdoms are locked! Now the Jump Device and Dimension Cutting Device can't be used!"

The Skrull Emperor's eyes widened: "What? He locked the dimensions?! Is he crazy?!"

Obviously, Odin isn't crazy for the first time today. Yet, even so, the Supreme Wisdom felt an ominous unrest upon receiving this news. Odin seemed determined to send the main armies of the Three Great Empires to their doom here.

This is not good news. Right now, the Three Great Empires have indeed gathered all the main forces they can muster, swearing to achieve a victory that will be lauded across the interstellar society. If this battle is lost, the interstellar society may never again recognize the claims of the Three Great Empires.

More terrifyingly, if the main forces here meet any disaster, there might no longer be the Three Great Empires in the cosmos.

"Find a way," the Supreme Wisdom instructed the researcher, "You must find a way to break through the dimensional blockade of the Nine Major Kingdoms; the main forces are ready to jump any time."

Lilandra sat in silence on the throne. She no longer wished to deal with these nobles, merely caressing her fingers lightly and saying, "Stop wailing, prepare to meet the Twin Gods and strive for a place in the New Empire."

Asgard's fierce offensive did not let up. Now their casualties had reached double figures, but compared to the losses of the Three Great Empires, it was too little. However, this still gave hope to the captains on the front lines: Asgard doesn't have many people, we have tens of billions, we can wear them out.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Shi'ar Empire all sensed an unusual energy aura, involuntarily looking towards the source of the power fluctuation; but in an instant, their faces turned ashen, their looks withered, as if stripped of all vitality, and they fell down.

The Skrull Emperor suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the porthole to look out: "Hela... Asgard's Crown Princess Hela!"

Unspeakable, terrifying memories once again churned in his mind. If Odin still had that majestic aura from Asgard's glorious days that no one could block, then Hela was synonymous with terror, destruction, and death.

When this Crown Princess commanded Asgard's armies, she was like an undying God of Death in the cosmos, with no living beings surviving where she passed. Her Unique deathly aura was like a prematurely ringing Deathstroke; anyone who saw her figure could only embrace death.

This time was no exception. Soldiers of the Three Great Empires fell in droves, the death toll had turned into mere residual shadows. Countless terrifying skeletons and resentful souls followed her, and the Undead Army from the Netherworld tore open a gap in the long-besieged Level 2 frontline as soon as they appeared.

Wherever Hela passed, whether soldiers or battleships, they rapidly decayed and aged. No energy, no shield, no weapon could resist this power that came from the rules of death.

Witnessing such a brutal situation, the Supreme Wisdom breathed a sigh of relief; if this was Odin's trump card, then they could still withstand it.

Just as he thought this, another inexplicably familiar energy fluctuation appeared. Queen Frigga and warriors of Vanaheim descended onto the battlefield, and the brilliance of Magic began to flicker.

Immediately followed by Frost Giants and Flame Giants, and then Dwarves, and inhabitants of other regions of the Nine Major Kingdoms—even remote Dark Elfs joined in.

The Skrull Emperor sighed deeply. Excellent troop resources that other interstellar regions yearned for were abundant in the Nine Major Kingdoms. What kind of natural condition could naturally evolve races like Flame Giants and Frost Giants?!

Yet no matter how much he marveled, the support from other races of the Nine Major Kingdoms indeed made the situation more difficult. Asgard's losses were far inferior compared to those of the Three Great Empires, even when considering the ratio of numbers and battle losses, the situation was not optimistic.

Knowing they couldn't keep going like this, commanders of the Three Great Empires unanimously changed their approach, no longer holding defensive but advancing aggressively, deploying massive, powerful weapons to attack Asgard's Sky Island. The Fairy Palace was the primary target.

At this time, Asgard's disadvantage of having fewer people became apparent: sufficient for attack, deficient for defense. Finding the Fairy Palace under attack, they had to retreat. But doing so compressed the space even more, making many tactics unusable and casualties gradually rising.

Yet the commanders of the Three Great Empires did not relax their vigilance. They knew, the greatest trump card—the Earth, had not yet arrived.

Just as they remained highly vigilant and expectant, this blue planet finally appeared in everyone's view.

As they expected, those powerful and hugely destructive mighty figures did not choose to strike, evidently unwilling to perish together with Asgard. Only some less powerful beings joined the fray.

Besides the young mutants, young superheroes poured out, including many like Spider Man with cosmic combat ability, the New Warriors Team, the Legion with embodied personalities, and others.

Evidently, it was their first time participating in such a massive war scene, each appearing excited and tense, but most performed well, utilizing their abilities to traverse between battle arrays, contributing as much as possible to the battle.

What pained the three empires even more was that the mages from Earth also acted, but leading them was not the current Supreme Magician, but the previous one.

Seeing The Ancient One's face in the broadcast footage, the Skrull Emperor for the first time had the impulse to flee, thinking this really treats us like a Cosmic Sorcerer!