An hour passed painfully slowly.
After a long wait, the spatial rift finally opened.
Odin's fleet vanished into space in an instant.
During the jump, many warships were torn apart after colliding with space bombs.
However, the power of space bombs was limited. They could only destroy small warships. Medium and large vessels would usually suffer only damage to their outer hulls—unless they were hit multiple times.
A dozen minutes later.
Odin's fleet finally arrived at the battlefield.
"Rumble—"
Many warships exploded the moment they appeared, having no energy left to activate their shields before slamming into cosmic mines.
Of course, there is no sound in the vacuum of space.
But as everyone watched the warships erupt into fireballs, the roar of explosions seemed to echo inside their minds.
The scene was simply too shocking.
Hundreds of warships turned into brilliant fireworks at the same time, their light outshining even distant stars.
Odin stood on the flagship, his face expressionless, but his heart was bleeding.
Each small warship carried at least a hundred warriors.
Before he could speak, more flashes of light appeared in the distance.
Thanos's space attack ships had opened fire.
The next moment—
Even more warships were reduced to flames.
Several medium-sized ships exploded as well.
"Attack! Attack!"
Odin finally could not endure it any longer and roared the order.
"Haha! Finally, a real fight!"
Thor had been waiting for those words.
Laughing loudly, he swung Mjolnir, flew out of the ship, and charged straight toward the enemy.
The Warriors Three exchanged glances and followed immediately.
One of the traits of the Asgardian gods is that once their strength reaches a certain level, they can fight in space for a limited time.
How long they can last depends on their individual strength.
For the Warriors Three, they would need to retreat after about an hour.
Seeing Thor's reckless charge, Sif could only shake her head helplessly before following him.
As for the ordinary Asgardian warriors, they put on space combat suits, boarded single-person fighter jets, and flew out as well.
The Asgardian fighters had a retro design, resembling horse-drawn chariots.
Instead of horses, however, a pair of wing-like engines replaced the wheels.
At this moment, Odin's fleet still had more than 24,000 warships.
These vessels were not divided into attack, escort, or support classes. They all shared the same design and were distinguished only by size.
There were 150 large battleships, 3,000 medium-sized battleships, and over 21,000 small battleships.
However, the small ships had forcibly completed a space jump and no longer had the energy to activate shields or weapons. They could only be destroyed like stationary targets.
Following Odin's command, almost all the Asgardian warriors aboard the small ships launched in single-person fighters.
Among the Asgardians, there are only warriors who die in battle—no cowards who kneel.
It was said almost all because the number of fighter jets was limited. Some warriors had no choice but to remain aboard their ships.
Meanwhile, the medium and large warships used their remaining energy to activate their shields.
Only the large warships still had enough power to return fire.
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Inside Temple Number Two.
Thanos watched the enemy swarm out like a nest of hornets, a cold smile curling his lips.
"These fools really aren't afraid of death."
He stood up, picked up the Tyrant's Blade beside him, and shouted, "Warriors of the Dark Order—attack!"
The next instant—
More than seven hundred motherships opened their hatches.
Countless Dark Order warriors poured out, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
There were six hundred small motherships, each carrying three drop pods and over three thousand Dark Order warriors.
One hundred and fifty medium motherships, each with ten drop pods, carrying more than ten thousand warriors.
Fifty large motherships, each equipped with thirty drop pods, holding over thirty thousand warriors.
The Dark Order had been designed specifically for space warfare.
Using them in planetary combat would have been a complete waste.
In the vacuum of space, they didn't even need equipment to fly or maneuver.
Immediately afterward, Thanos issued another order, instructing Deep Blue to lift the spatial blockade and allow the Black Order to return and provide support.
After giving his commands, Thanos flew out of Temple Two and coldly watched the Asgardian gods charging toward him.
At the front lines, ten thousand interstellar behemoths were the first to clash with the enemy.
Laser fire erupted first.
Then came close combat.
Yes—close combat.
Using the most advanced technology to fight in the most primitive way perfectly described the battlefield.
This was because kinetic weapons were difficult to use in space, while laser weapons consumed massive amounts of energy and required long recharge times after only a few shots.
As a result, space battles usually began with laser exchanges, followed by brutal hand-to-hand fighting.
Bone spikes along the sides of the interstellar behemoths swept out like blades, slicing through enemy fighters and turning them into clouds of debris.
After firing their lasers, Asgardian pilots charged in.
The sharp noses of their fighters pierced the bodies of the behemoths like knightly lances, causing severe damage.
Though the spears they wielded couldn't penetrate the thick outer shells, their laser fire still inflicted wounds.
Among the Asgardian warriors, one figure stood out above all others.
Lightning poured endlessly from the warhammer in his hand, frying one interstellar behemoth after another.
When the killing frenzy took over, he would rush straight at them and smash them apart at close range.
The other four were not as overwhelming, but each was still powerful enough to take down a behemoth alone.
Thanos immediately recognized them.
Thor.
The Warriors Three.
And Sif.
Still, he had no intention of moving yet.
He was waiting.
Waiting for Odin.
In just a few minutes, the ten thousand interstellar behemoths suffered massive losses, with only around six thousand remaining.
At that moment, Dark Order reinforcements arrived and surged into the battlefield.
However, even though the Dark Order was built for space combat, their strength was still far inferior to that of the Asgardian warriors.
On average, one Asgardian warrior could kill seventeen or eighteen Dark Order soldiers.
This was precisely why the Asgardians had been able to rule the galaxy.
Meanwhile, the space attack ships at the rear never stopped firing.
Each salvo wiped out large numbers of enemy ships and warriors alike.
A few minutes later, spatial rifts began appearing around the battlefield, expanding at terrifying speed.
The reinforcements of the Obsidian Five were about to arrive.
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