Chapter 1190 A Victory Rate of Less Than 1 in 10,000, the Shock Brought by the Vanguard

Asgard, Rainbow Bridge.

After running onto the colorful crystal bridge, Fenris the giant wolf gradually slowed down and stopped near the teleportation chamber.

Hela, carrying Frigga, leaped off the giant wolf's back. She gazed at the Asgard burning in flames, her eyes blazing with fury that was almost tangible.

“Surtur has been resurrected,” Frigga said earnestly. “Before he destroys Asgard, the prophecy of Ragnarok will continue to increase his power.”

Conversely, your divine power has stopped increasing, hasn't it?

"Shut up," Hela said impatiently. "The gatekeepers of Asgard took the sword, but you are Odin's queen, and your divine power can forcefully open the Rainbow Bridge."

"If you don't want to die, get out of here now, or I won't be able to take care of you later."

“I need time, plenty of time, but Surtur may not give it to me.” Frigga noticed the confusion on Hela’s face and explained calmly, “During the thousands of years you were sealed away, Asgard saw some formidable enemies that even Odin struggled to defeat.”

To protect Asgard, I had to pay a price.

“No wonder,” Hela said suddenly. “I was wondering why your divine power couldn’t even reach that of the Father. I thought it was because you had been pampered for a long time and your divine power had weakened, but it turns out that your foundation was damaged.”

"I will try my best to give you time." Hela's hands emitted dark green energy, which slowly moved upwards toward the Asgard Palace.

Three dark green energy barriers rose from the ground, forming a giant pyramid that sealed the burning celestial palace inside.

As if sensing an obstacle, a blurry, crowned giant face emerged from the raging flames.

"The power of death? Odin's eldest daughter?"

“Hela Odinson.” Surtur’s tone carried a hint of fear, but more so a clear sarcasm. “Even you cannot stop Ragnarok, cannot stop the destruction of Asgard.”

Hela ignored her and continued to channel her divine power.

"If you don't leave now, you'd better prepare to come with me to the underworld!"

"My life is also coming to an end, so it doesn't make much difference whether I go or not."

If you can't hold on, don't force yourself. You're not alone now.

"No need for you to remind me."

Frigga sighed softly, then walked to the device that activated the Rainbow Bridge, placed her hands on it, and infused it with pale white energy.

......

Earth, Wakanda.

The energy barrier fully deployed, enveloping the entirety of Wakanda.

T'Challa, accompanied by his fully armed Royal Guard, border tribes, and the Women's Royal Guard, stood ready for action.

The Avengers, half of the Guardians of the Galaxy, and other temporarily recruited superheroes were all ready for battle, buying time for T'Challa's sister, Princess Shuri, to remove the Mind Stone from Vision's forehead from the rear.

"Is this all the people we have?" Peter Quill looked at the several Wakanda phalanxes conducting pre-battle mobilization with a strange expression. These elites were armed with short swords and spears, and their armor was extremely rudimentary, which made him feel pessimistic.

"Well... to say something that people don't want to hear, our forces might not even be enough to fill Thanos's teeth."

“You really underestimate Wakanda,” Bucky said as he walked over. “This country’s technology is hundreds of years ahead of other countries on Earth. Their weapons and armor are made of vibranium, one of the most expensive metals in the entire universe.”

“Wow!” Peter Quill opened his mouth exaggeratedly. “I’m really surprised, but even if they are all armed to the teeth, such a small number of people are no match for Thanos’s army.”

“I know,” Bucky nodded noncommittally, “but some battles we have to fight even if we know we can’t win, just in case we do!”

Peter Quill was speechless. "Didn't that one-eyed Nick Fury get us military aid? Don't tell me they haven't arrived yet."

"Fuck you!" Nick Fury's exasperated voice came through the earpiece. "Are you saying this on purpose for me to hear?"

“Otherwise?” Peter Quill said bluntly, “We’re here to fight Thanos, not to die with you.”

"It's normal not to see anyone; there simply isn't enough time."

"In addition, S.H.I.E.L.D. secured aircraft and missiles, so their firepower support should be sufficient," Nick Fury said.

He was currently in the command center of the Sky Helicarrier, where dozens of agents below were performing their duties to ensure that the carrier could observe every corner of the battlefield.

"Fury, S.H.I.E.L.D. must have some secret weapon up their sleeve, right?" Tony asked.

“Be more confident, drop the ‘should’,” Barton joked. “S.H.I.E.L.D. has developed a lot of weapons, many of which I’ve never even seen.”

"I won't let you down." Nick Fury touched the pager in his pocket, a confident glint in his eyes.

It's been decades since we last met, but she's absolutely reliable.

Nick Fury unilaterally ended the call and looked at Hill. "Agent Hill, how's that mission going?"

Hill took out his tablet and flipped through a few pages. "The plane will be returning to the Helicarrier in two minutes. But I don't understand why you brought that tree over here?"

“Just a whim!” Nick Fury said, taking a deep breath. “The Tree of Knowledge is the only miracle on Earth that we can believe in.”

"All right!"

......

"Excuse me," the mantis patted the king on the shoulder, "Does your friend do that often?"

Wang paused for a moment, then turned to look at Strange, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, constantly switching between illusion and reality.

The Eye of Agamotto opened on his chest, its Time Stone shimmering with green light, and green magic circles coiled rapidly around his arms.

"He's observing the timeline, looking for an opportunity for us to win," Wang said with a sigh.

The Ancient One used to do this often, but she was looking for a future successor, as well as potential risks and hidden dangers.

But Strange... actually chose the team with the best chance of winning at this stage, which is quite ironic!

"what!"

Strange suddenly cried out in surprise, fell from mid-air and sat down, panting heavily.

"How did it go?" Wang asked. "Did we win?"

Strange's silence chilled everyone's hearts.

"How many possible outcomes did you see?" Tony asked.

"Fourteen million six hundred and five kinds, no, perhaps fourteen million six hundred and six kinds."

There is another possibility, hidden by fate, impenetrable by time.

How many ways did we win?

Strange looked up at the crowd, hesitated for a long time before speaking: "One kind."

The group looked at each other, their hearts heavy.

"That means our chances of winning are less than one in ten million." Wang took a deep breath, voicing everyone's thoughts. "If we lose, who among us will survive?"

"It's better not to answer this question; it's a bit hurtful."

"But you're lucky. If I die, you'll be the new Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj."

"Tsk! I'll take that as a way of comforting me."

"Everyone." Peter Parker suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively looked up at the sky. "Something's coming."

A huge, cone-shaped meteorite plunged into the atmosphere, hurtling towards Wakanda with raging flames.

"A generous gift of crabs!" Peter Quill couldn't help but curse. "Is it too late for us to run now?"

boom!

The meteorite struck the energy barrier, causing an explosion. Large bursts of flame spread above everyone's heads, but they couldn't penetrate the barrier at all.

“Oh my god! I love this place,” Bucky said with a genuine smile.

"Don't get too excited, everyone."

"More intruders are coming from outside the dome," Rhodes said.

As soon as he finished speaking, more meteorites began to fall.

This time, however, they did not crash into the barrier, but instead scattered in front of the Wakanda formation.

boom! boom! boom!

The moment the meteorite hit the ground, the earth shook violently, and flames accompanied by energy waves spread out, destroying large areas of forest.

The aftershocks of the energy, carrying a large amount of dust, crashed into the protective shield, creating a blue ripple.

“Karen,” Peter Parker asked gravely, “what are those things? They feel rather unsettling.”

"A large number of life forms have been detected. Preliminary assessment indicates that it is Thanos's troop transport ship," the AI's voice rang in his ears.

“Outrider.” Peter Quill put on his mask. “Thanos’s bio-weapon is a killing machine that exists specifically for slaughter.”

"Believe me, we've encountered this kind of thing countless times," Rod said half-jokingly.

Peter Quill gave him a perfunctory smile. "And please believe me, the Vanguard is unlike any you've encountered before."

They are brutal, irrational, powerful monsters who only know how to charge and kill.

As they spoke, a blue beam of light descended from the sky, projecting the four Obsidian Generals—Ebony Maw, Black Dwarf, Corvus Glaive, and Proxima Midnight—into the front of the barrier.

Proxima Midnight drew her sword and swung it at the barrier. The contact between the blade and the barrier generated a blue electric current, and the obvious resistance made it difficult for the sword to penetrate.

"Why don't we send all our troops?" Corvus Glaive asked.

"Numbers are of little use in the face of this barrier," Ebony Maw said calmly. "The Chitauri army and Leviathan warships simply cannot get through."

"Since we can't take them down in a short time, let's let the vanguard weaken their fighting strength first."

When they are exhausted, another army will bring them despair.

Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, and T'Challa exchanged a glance and walked towards the Black Order in unison.

"Negotiation?" Peter Quill pursed his lips and quickly followed. "Count me in."

Strange hesitated for a moment, then flew into the air and followed.

The group crossed a small river and arrived at the barrier.

“Listen to me, you should be happy,” Ebony Maw said with an air of entitlement. “You are about to die at the hands of Thanos’s children.”

Be grateful! Your meaningless lives will contribute...

“Sorry, Earth is closed today,” Tony interrupted. “You’d better pack your things and get out of here.”

“Wait a minute,” Peter Quill interjected, “before you get out of here, tell me where Gamora is?”

Ebony Maw ignored him completely, instead turning to the only person present who posed a slight challenge to him—the Sorcerer Supreme. "Gem Guardian, can a chattering animal speak for you?"

“Animals? You mean us?” Tony winked at Peter Quill. “By human standards of beauty, who is more like an animal?”

"Well... anyone who isn't blind can tell."

What do you think he resembles?

“An octopus,” Peter Quill said without hesitation. “It really does look like one.”

"Right! I think it looks just like it, like a live Squidward right in front of us."

“How annoying,” Ebony Maw said impatiently, flicking his finger and sending Peter Quill and Tony Stark flying uncontrollably upwards.

Strange reacted quickly, lashing out with two magical whips to pull them back.

"What just happened?" Peter Quill looked at Ebony Maw warily. "Telekinesis?"

"It's obvious."

"To make a long story short, hand over the gems."

Awaiting fate's judgment is your best option.

“I’m not going to gamble with that one-in-five chance of survival,” Peter Quill said sarcastically. “And you probably aren’t either!”

“Thanos’ will is our will,” Ebony Maw said devoutly. “It is our honor to offer our lives for his destiny.”

“Tsk! That’s insane.” Peter Quill shook his head in disbelief. “It’s a miracle in human history that Gamora wasn’t assimilated into a madman in your Black Order.”

"She doesn't seem to be human!" Proxima Midnight sneered.

“I think our understanding of people might be somewhat flawed,” Peter Quill said seriously. “For example, the four of you…”

"Enough," Corvus Glaive said impatiently. "Hand over the gems, or today will be your end."

“That’s impossible,” Steve said.

“You are in Wakanda,” T’Challa said. “Thanos will get nothing but ashes and blood.”

“We…will not hesitate to shed blood,” Proxima Midnight said, then raised her longsword high and gave the order to attack.

boom! boom! boom!

More than ten troop transport ships rumbled and their hatches slowly opened.

As expected, the negotiations failed, and T'Challa and his men retreated to their positions.

"Are they going to surrender?" Bucky asked.

"not at all."

As the hatch opened fully, countless bio-weapon vanguards charged toward Wakanda like ravenous beasts.

They are jet black and robust, with four arms, standing over two meters tall, and their heads are almost half occupied by ferocious, sharp fangs.

"Hold the defense!"

"Hold the defense!"

"Hold the defense!"

T'Challa shouted, trying his best to boost the morale of the Wakanda warriors.

But as countless biological weapons, stretching as far as the eye could see, charged forward with gaping maws, fear inevitably gripped everyone's hearts.

"What's going on?" Bucky opened his mouth, unable to hide his shock.

"Looks like I've angered them," Natasha said nervously.

“Now you believe us.” Peter Quill’s face twitched slightly. “You’ve never seen anything like this before.”

"If it weren't for the protective shield, we could run away right now; there's nothing shameful about it."