The Centurion finally found an opportunity when he was taken out by an Asgardian supervisor to wash clothes.
Perhaps it was because the Dark Elves had been dormant during this period of time, which gave people the illusion that the Dark Elves had surrendered and were willing to be obedient slaves and laundry workers.
So the people of Asgard actually let them start to wash some of the used weapons! Oh my god! Did this group of Asgardians think with their big toes?
The Centurion felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Although these weapons looked very old, as if they had been piled up in the warehouse for hundreds of years without being used or maintained.
And the shape was also very strange. They were not the golden weapons and armor commonly used in Asgard. Instead, there were all kinds of them. They looked like spoils of war that had been seized over many years had been thrown together at random.
Oh? Maybe the people of Asgard were going to open a memorial exhibition? To commemorate their "great achievements" over the years? The Centurion thought so. He felt that it was very likely.
With the arrogant character of the Asgardians, they must have felt that they were the most awesome and the greatest existence in the universe. They would always use various ways to show that they were different.
But those things were not the Centurion's concern. Since they had such a good opportunity, they should not miss it.
After meeting with several other Centurions, everyone decided to use these weapons to create a riot!
It was a little difficult to escape from Asgard. The idea of them breaking out of prison was to cause some trouble for Asgard. For example, to go into their immortal palace and kill. They would kill as many as they could. Anyway, they had no intention of leaving here alive.
So the riot began. In the interval between the two groups of supervisors changing shifts, the Dark Elves suddenly picked up their weapons and launched a unified riot.
With weapons in hand, they relied on surprise attacks to defeat the Asgardian overseers. Step by step, they approached Asgard's immortal palace.
The external defense of the capital was very tight, but the internal defense was much looser. The Centurion and his men did not encounter as fierce a resistance as they had imagined.
It could be said that everything was going smoothly!
But the Centurions, who were in a frenzy of killing, did not notice a problem. That is, although the Asgardian warriors were injured in the battle, no one died in this rebellion.
Every Asgardian warrior retreated as soon as they were injured. They did not have the fearlessness of death that the Asgardian warriors had. They did not have the courage to fight even with more than a dozen serious injuries.
However, this was understandable. Their leader was no longer the brave and unparalleled Thor, Thor. Instead, it was the God of Lies, Loki, who specialized in scheming, conspiracies, and strategies.
Just when the attack was going well and they were about to escape from the prison area, Loki appeared with a group of Elven Mages. Then, a massive magic array appeared, and a powerful light flashed.
When the centurion and his men opened their eyes, they were already in the open sea in the northeast corner of Tuvalu.
Over a hundred Dark Elves fell into the water.
"Have we escaped?" The Centurion looked at the blue sea and clear sky. This place was not like Asgard at all. It seemed like they had really escaped.
"There's land up ahead!" a Decurion said as he pointed at Tuvalu, which was only a kilometer away.
As a team of Dark Elves, swimming a kilometer in the sea was nothing to them. They quickly swam to the shore with their weapons.
This was the extension of Tuvalu's land reclamation project. The centurion looked into the distance as he climbed ashore with his subordinates.
"Where are we?" He looked like he wanted to ask someone, but none of his men could answer him. So he could only say to himself, "Could it be that the Asgardians let us out?"
"Impossible!" a Decurion immediately shook his head. "How could the demon Loki be so kind?! He takes pleasure in torturing us. "
"I guess this place must be a very dangerous place. He has no reason to let us go. He must have sent someone to kill us here! "The Decurion's tone was firm, and what he said made sense.
The Centurion nodded and said to his men, "Everyone, get your weapons ready!"
… …
Although Katie had asked everyone to take refuge, it was not that easy for reporters to do so. Some people were not afraid of anything in order to create big news.
When the 100-man team of dark elves appeared in the northeast corner of Tuvalu, two reporters who were supposed to take refuge secretly ran out of their hiding place. He hid behind a waterproof rock.
"Tim, hurry up and set up the camera. Use the telephoto lens to see what has landed. See if it has anything to do with the strange incident that happened before! "The reporter urged his cameraman to hurry up.
The experienced Tim quickly adjusted his telephoto camera and pointed the lens at the team of dark elves in the distance. Through the lens, Tim saw the 100-man team of dark elves who were fully prepared for battle.
"Heavens!" Tim sucked in a breath of cold air. The dark elves' bright white skin made them look like people who had lost all color, and the pitch-black armor they wore made the color contrast even more obvious.
In addition, they had sharp ears and blood-red pupils. Although the Dark Elves were humanoid creatures, Tim wasn't sure if these creatures were truly humans.
Combined with the sudden energy fluctuations, Tim had a bold idea. He faced his partner and said, "Damn it, we may have caught a big scoop. Maybe this time, aliens have really visited Earth again. And this time, they may not come with good intentions. "
The Centurion and his team held their weapons and were on full alert. The three X-Men teams of Tuvalu had all arrived. Although their numbers were much smaller than the 100-man team of dark elves, they vaguely surrounded the dark elves.
Katie, who was wearing a full black combat uniform, shouted to the Centurion, "Now! Put down your weapons! Report your names and intentions, or we will not rule out the use of force against you! "
Logen's claws had already stretched out, and Laser Eyes had already adjusted his glasses. Stormswoman had already begun to control lightning. The Steel Man stood at the front of the team with his whole body made of steel.
The atmosphere reached its most tense state. The Centurion could not understand Katie's words at all. Because they did not speak English, but it did not matter if they did not speak English. The Centurion could feel the smell of Asgard on the opposite side, and that was enough!
That white-haired woman had the smell of a powerful Asgardian god on her body!
This was still Asgard's territory! It did not matter. Anyway, it was a war, and killing anyone was the same. Killing Asgard's lackeys, killing one was enough, killing two was a profit!
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