Marvel: Opening Prince of Asgard

Above the Heavenly Palace Throne, Caesar is looking down and thinking.

Every Angel is not weak in the universe, if there is any civilization that can have an established army of Level 1 or above.

That is undoubtedly the most powerful force in the entire universe.

At the peak of that year, Asgard, who almost swept the universe, had an army of millions, and among them, there were no more than 30,000 people with strength above Level 1.

It's definitely not just the army of millions and tens of thousands of powerhouses that Asgard swept the universe.

The incomparably powerful top combat power, such as Odin Hela, and the over-the-horizon fast teleportation device, Bifrost, are the key.

To destroy some civilizations, a small number of top powerhouses will do.

If you want to truly rule some civilizations, you still need a lot of grassroots personnel.

Just like Asgard, who nominally rules the Nine Realms, the tribes are scarce, and powerful races often represent lower fertility.

It makes it impossible for them to garrison a large number of troops in the Nine Realms.

Definitely, with Bifrost there, they can always react.

But once Bifrost was damaged, the Nine Realms immediately launched a rebellion.

Such nominal rule is not what Caesar wants, at least, his rule needs to surpass Asgard.

More than Odin!

However, the five hundred low-level Angels every year, compared to the entire universe, are too few, too few!

Caesar was troubled by this, and the high-ranking Angel Leng strode in at this moment.

Kneeling down on one knee, looking at Caesar reverently, he said loudly,

"All looters are killed, your will is our mission!"

Caesar came back to his senses, and asked Roar Angel to stand up coldly, and asked,

"What happened to those middle and low-level Angels who participated in the war for the first time?"

"Eight low-level Angels were seriously injured and have been sent to the rebirth pool to recuperate, and there were no casualties among the middle-level Angels."

"That raider ship has more Skrull Empire military weapons."

Caesar nodded, as long as there was no death.

Although it can be resurrected, it takes a lot of energy to resurrect each Angel who died.

He needs to save energy to upgrade Angel Armament and King Rank Angel.

Throwing away Angel's coldness, Caesar began to think about how to solve the problem of a large number of grassroots personnel shortages on the throne.

....

In the universe, Contraxia has always been very lively.

That is the joyous star of the marauders.

A large number of predators gathered on this planet to indulge in joy, and a large number of civilizations came here to issue bounties.

Not all looters make a living from looting, and some dangerous bounties also feed large numbers of looters.

In the universe, there are always some civilizations that have hostile targets, but are inconvenient to take action personally.

You can't arbitrarily send your own troops to arrest people in areas ruled by other civilizations, right?

That would start a war.

At this time, the predators all over the universe can play a great role.

As long as they have enough money, they dare to do anything!

"Is the message confirmed?"

Starka, one of the Stallone-like predator leaders, and several other leaders gathered together and were discussing.

"It has been confirmed that Captain Svala, all his crew, and his ship have all disappeared, and are basically confirmed dead!"

A black-haired, cold-faced female predator leader said slowly.

"The horn of freedom will sound for him, and the light of Ogod will illuminate him. May the stars be with them always!"

All the leaders clapped their hearts with their right fists and offered the looters' funeral for the dead looters.

Afterwards, a bald-headed strong man with an incomparably tall stature, a face full of flesh, wearing a yellow predator uniform, and seemed to have the blood of a giant said eagerly,

"Then what are you waiting for, that's Angel!"

"The Collector has offered a sky-high price of 50 million for it!"

"God, I never thought that an Angel could be worth so much!"

"Do you think it's all over the universe like giant trash?"

"That's Angel, who rarely appears in the universe!"

A raider leader who seems to have some ties to the giant brawn makes a provocative statement.

He was very short, wearing a pointed hat, one hand transformed into a long mechanical claws, and from time to time he was paddling the conference table, making harsh noises.

"Dwarf, you look for..."

The giant brawny book instantly changed his face and roared angrily.

"Enough, it's so ugly!"

Starka tapped the table hard, whether it was the speech of the two or the noise of the dwarf stroking the table.

"Angel is not that easy to deal with! By the way, we'll just go quietly and grab one, and fifty million is enough for us to share!"

The ruthless female predator leader said jokingly.

"Hmph, that's Angel's base camp, there are at least 2,000 Angels!"

"If you just catch one secretly, why would you tell you to do it!"

The dwarf said dissatisfiedly that he was the initiator of this party, and the dead Captain Marauder belonged to his faction.

Before his death, the captain sent some information about Angel Star to the leader of the plunderer, asking him to help avenge him.

"Oh, isn't it because you might not be able to win the entire Angel star alone?"

The black-haired female leader said coldly,

"Don't we know about you yet? Skinner!"*