Chapter 76: Loki: No!!!
It wasn't until the battle ended that Coulson snapped out of it, subconsciously swallowing his saliva.
Loya's combat power exceeded his expectations; he had actually defeated Asgard's God of Mischief and Lies.
But he had just heard Loki say he was the son of the King of the Gods.
Beating the son of the King of the Gods like this—would it really not trigger a war between two civilizations?
As for the answer to this question...
Fury also wanted to know.
At this moment, he had seen everything through the computer screen.
Yes, that's right; the surveillance equipment in the interrogation room was transmitted directly to S.H.I.E.L.D.headquarters.
When involving contact between two civilizations, one could never be too cautious.
However, when Fury saw Loya swinging that Loki guy around like a dead dog, he fell silent.
Fury's mood was very complicated at this moment.
It was truly worth celebrating that his own agent had such formidable combat power.
Who wouldn't like such a powerful and useful agent?
But would beating a prince of a powerful civilization like this really not cause a diplomatic crisis?
Fury felt his head growing several sizes larger. He quickly sent a message to Coulson to test the waters first.
Inside the interrogation room, seeing Coulson dazed on the spot, Loya couldn't help but speak up: "Hurry up and have someone bring another table. While there's time, let's interrogate another one."
"Oh, right." Coulson snapped back to reality and quickly called for someone to bring a table.
When the interrogation room door opened, the agents waiting outside with guns at the ready gasped in shock.
The concrete floor had been smashed to pieces, looking as if it had been plowed by a pile driver.
In a pile of rubble lay a pathetic figure, bruised and swollen.
After setting up the table and chair and tying Loki to it...
The two brothers, Thor and Loki, officially became brothers in misfortune.
Coulson also told Loya about the diplomatic issues he was worried about.
Loya spread his hands and pointed at Thor, whose "thunder-sprite" effect had already ended: "Why don't you just ask Thor?"
So Coulson asked Thor that very question.
Thor laughed loudly upon hearing it, his voice making the windows buzz: "You humans worry too much. This is a duel between warriors, not a war. In Asgard, combat and courage are honors. Loki lost because his skills were inferior, nothing more."
At this moment, the way Thor looked at Loya was no longer with the previous contempt for mortals, but with appreciation for a powerful warrior.
His own brother, though a mage who liked using daggers, was still an excellent warrior.
Being able to easily defeat Loki, Thor had already recognized Loya as a very outstanding warrior of Midgard. No wonder he had a powerful pet following him.
Hearing this, Coulson breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as it wouldn't cause a civilizational war, it was fine.
Working on the front lines of two civilizations was too stressful; he felt like his hair would fall out even faster.
After relaying the news to Fury, a new round of interrogation began.
Thor was clearly much happier now.
Not only was he not worried about Loki being captured, but he was actually quite happy. Much of the sorrow from being unable to lift the hammer had been offset.
It was just like being punished for doing something wrong in the past; having someone to accompany you was always better than being alone.
Thor asked Loya cheerfully: "Is there any more of that drink that can discharge electricity? Give me another bottle! When I return to Asgard in the future, I will definitely give you a gift worth a hundred times its value."
Loya:
"
He's actually addicted to it, isn't he?
Loya shook his head helplessly: "Let's resolve your matters first."
He turned his gaze toward Loki.
The latter immediately glared back fiercely: "I won't tell you anything! You damned mortal."
"Mortal?" Loya raised an eyebrow. "Then weren't you just beaten up by a mortal?"
"You!" Loki's teeth itched with rage. "I am a great God!"
"You were beaten up by a mortal."
"I am a Prince of Asgard!"
"You were beaten up by a mortal."
"I am the son of Odin, the King of the Gods!"
"You were beaten up by a mortal."
"Enough!"
Loki completely broke down. With a roar of anger, he turned his head away and stopped looking at Loya.
Loya shrugged indifferently; this kid was way too easy to tilt.
At this time, Thor leaned over with a silly grin: "Loki, did you come to Midgard to take me back?"
Loki was slightly stunned. After being beaten up, he had almost forgotten what he came to Midgard for.
So he turned his head, quickly adjusted his expression, and looked at Thor with a face full of sorrow. That expression, combined with the injuries on his face, immediately created a tragic atmosphere.
"Thor, my brother, I must tell you something." A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye. "Father... has passed away."
"What? How is that possible!" Thor's smile instantly froze, his face filled with disbelief.
When his father exiled him, he was still so spirited. How could it be so sudden?
Loki took a deep breath, his lips trembling, his tone mournful: "Because of you, Asgard and Jotunheim are about to go to war. Father was already old, and in the end, he couldn't hold on and passed away."
Looking at Thor, whose tears were streaming down, Lokiquickly added: "Don't blame yourself. I know you loved him deeply, but it has already happened and cannot be undone."
Thor's voice choked: "Loki, I want to go home, I—"
Loki interrupted him: "The condition for Jotunheim's ceasefire is your permanent exile, and furthermore, I shall inherit the throne. Brother, this may be the last time we meet."
"I—waaaaah." Thor broke into loud sobs again, burying his head deeply.
Seeing that the effect had been achieved, the corners of Loki's mouth curled up slightly.
Just then, Loya's voice, tinged with amusement, broke the sorrowful atmosphere: "I smell the scent of lies. You're lying!"
Loki let out a disdainful sneer: "Stupid mortal, such a low-level provocation. Do you think my brother will believe you or me?"
Thor's shoulders trembled slightly, and the look in his eyes as he watched Loki was very complicated, as if he wanted to etch him into his memory forever.
"I think he'll believe you, so wouldn't it be better if I just let you tell the truth?"
The "honesty bean paste bun" appeared in Loya's hand. He was quick and shoved it right into Loki's mouth.
Before Loki could react, Loya grabbed his head and shook it frantically.
Gulp!
Loki swallowed the bun.
"What did you feed me?" Loki was both shocked and furious.
"Good stuff, of course." Loya chuckled. "Are you deceiving Thor?"
"Yes, Father is not dead; he has only fallen into a deep sleep." Loki didn't hesitate at all.
"What?" Thor snapped his head up, looking at Loki in disbelief.
Loki's expression changed drastically. How did he speak the truth? Was it that bun?
Loya continued to ask: "Why are you deceiving Thor? What is your purpose?"
As the words fell, Loki was like a heartless Q&A machine, blurting out the truth all at once.
"I want Thor to give up on returning to Asgard, and then I will ascend the throne. I want to prove myself to Father. Even if I am a Frost Giant, I am more suitable to be a leader than Thor. Father will definitely acknowledge me! What I want is to be treated fairly!"
As the words fell, the interrogation room was dead silent.
Thor's mouth hung open as he looked at Loki in disbelief.
He found it hard to accept that his most beloved brother was not biological, and that for the sake of the throne, he had been deceiving him all along.
The surveillance slowly recorded this shocking drama.
The prince was actually from an alien race? The complicated family relations of a super civilization!
At this moment, Loki's heart was shocked beyond measure.
"Why can't I control myself and said everything? I am the God of Lies, why do I keep telling the truth?"
"It must be that bun!"
The look in his eyes as he looked at Loya contained both anger and fear.
As one of the top mages in the Nine Realms, he hadn't even noticed the secret in the bun. This guy was too terrifying; Midgard humans were too devious.
Loya ignored Loki's gaze and asked the last question with a smile: "Loki, do you love Thor?"
Loki's face changed drastically. An unprecedented sense of shame welled up in his heart. He tried his best to grit his teeth and not say those words.
But under the conceptual influence of the "honesty bean paste bun," he still uttered that phrase that sent his shame levels through the roof.
"I... love my brother Thor!"
At this point, the effect of the "honesty bean paste bun" was almost over.
Loki's face turned from red to green, and his whole body trembled. He felt both ashamed and furious.
He looked at Thor's complicated gaze and slightly curled lips.
Countless emotions converged in his heart, finally turning into a roar toward the sky: "NO—"
Chapter 77: 76. Lucky Draw and Triggering the BOSS
Night fell.
The interrogation of Loki had come to an end.
Under the influence of the "honesty bean paste bun," he spoke the full truth about his schemes against Thor.
But Thor did not hate Loki for it.
After that "I love you," all the schemes vanished like smoke.
In fact, even without it, a guy like Thor, whose "brother-complex" attribute was off the charts, would have forgiven Loki anyway once the dust settled.
Even though what Loki did this time was truly bastardly.
On the contrary, Thor now felt very sorry for Loki.
He hadn't expected that Loki wasn't Odin's biological son, and was even a member of the Frost Giant race, Asgard's sworn enemies.
In that case, it was no wonder he always acted strangely in the past; it could all be explained now.
Thor didn't feel any distance from Loki because of his race either; after thousands of years together, this bond had long since transcended race.
However, Loki now didn't want to say a single word to Thor, simply because those words were too shameful for him to face.
Even if they were sincere, it was a major stain on his life.
After learning the truth of the matter, Thor's spirits were greatly lifted, and he went to try lifting the hammer again.
The result was naturally still failure; he was probably still questioning his life right now.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had no intention of letting them go either.
On one hand, they wanted to know more about Asgard, and on the other, Loki was simply too dangerous.
They really couldn't rest easy letting a powerful alien with completely different concepts walk freely on Earth.
But none of this had anything to do with Loya anymore. This wave of interrogation not only allowed him to level up just right but also gained him Thor's favorability.
With the effect of "thunder-sprite" and making Loki speak the truth, the favorability had jumped directly to 60 points.
Loya didn't understand why Thor was obsessed with the feeling of being electrocuted, but he respected it.
As for now, he returned to his room, preparing to use that one lucky draw chance.
[Level: 13 (0/20000)]
[STR: 17 (3+14)]
[VIT: 17 (3+14)]
[INT: 18 (4+14)]
[Remaining Lucky Draws: 1]
That Golden Apple had given him one point to all attributes; the effect was very simple and crude.
Loya first threw a buff die once, obtaining a movement speed increase buff.
Then, after bathing and changing clothes to show respect, he devoutly chanted in his heart: "Three Pure Ones, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Jesus, God——bless me to draw something good."
[Congratulations, you have obtained the ability: Telekinesis Control]
[Telekinesis Control: Can influence matter and energy through thought (Telekinesis strength increases as the INT attribute increases)]
"This ability——"
How should he put it? The ability of telekinesis had a very high ceiling, but at the same time, a very low floor.
The strength depended entirely on the user's level of development.
It could be used for more than just simple offense and defense; it could even be used for support.
For example, strengthening physical fitness through telekinesis, or performing precise healing.
Even more powerful telekinesis users could even influence the weather, perform microscopic manipulation, and so on.
But these effects all required Loya to figure out and experiment with himself; it was by no means the work of a single day.
However, it had to be said that this ability undoubtedly made the current Loya more versatile.
Activating "Absolute Value" with a full telekinesis coverage would be a sharp tool for clearing mobs like a Dynasty Warriors game; it's just that without proficiency, it would be easy to accidentally injure allies.
Flight speed could also be faster; with wind manipulation plus telekinesis, that speed would practically take off.
It could also amplify the effects of abilities like Haki and Surge of Killing Intent.
It was truly a jack-of-all-trades ability.
He believed that when his attributes got higher in the future, it wouldn't be impossible to pull asteroids with telekinesis.
With many thoughts flashing through his mind, Loyadecided to try out the effect first.
He looked at a water cup not far away and shifted his thought.
Bang!
The water cup was directly crushed into powder by telekinesis.
Loya: "..."
He had intended to use telekinesis to move the cup over, but his own attributes were a bit high, and he overdid it.
"It seems I still need to practice this ability more."
Loya shook his head and decided that after returning to New York, he would go to Hell's Kitchen to practice on the people from The Hand.
Anyway, there were plenty of those scumbags, and killing them felt great; while he was at it, he'd see if he could trick Fury out of an extermination mission or something.
Just as he was thinking this, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded from downstairs.
Loya's brow twitched: "This guy, Loki must have broken out of prison."
Sure enough, when he arrived at the room where Thor and Loki were held.
Only a bleary-eyed Thor and a solemn-faced Coulsonremained in the room.
Coulson shook his head helplessly: "Loki escaped. Our surveillance equipment saw him vanish into thin air. He must have used some kind of magic."
"If he's gone, he's gone." Loya stretched nonchalantly. "Don't expect an ordinary room to hold a master of magic, even if he likes playing with melee daggers."
"But——" Coulson's expression was a bit strange, "Loki left a note for you."
"What?"
Loya took the note and looked; on it were harsh words left by Loki.
"Damned human! You just wait, I will definitely reclaim the humiliation I suffered today!"
"That's it?"
Loya curled his lip; it looked like a kid making threats after school.
He could probably guess Loki's thoughts; it was nothing more than going back to Asgard and then controlling the Destroyer Armor to take revenge.
Of course, he might also take this opportunity to kill Thor.
Love is love, killing is killing. Now with Loya as a shield, it would be quite normal if a little accident happened during the process of revenge, right?
To be honest, if it were Odin controlling the Destroyer Armor, Loya would surrender on the spot without a second thought.
But if it was Loki controlling it——he couldn't say it would be easy to handle, but at least it wouldn't be a big problem.
One of Loya's abilities truly countered the Destroyer Armor's attack methods perfectly.
"Loki, you actually left me behind again!"
Thor slammed the bed in anger. Loki had clearly said he loved him, yet he didn't take him along when going home.
He had no sense of sharing trials and tribulations at all, leaving his brother to suffer in Midgard and lose face.
The next day.
A large team of S.H.I.E.L.D. reinforcements arrived at the temporary base.
Fury thought it over and still didn't feel at ease, so he urgently dispatched more manpower.
Among them was someone unexpected.
"Steve, what are you doing here?" Loya looked at Steve in casual clothes, somewhat surprised.
Steve smiled helplessly: "I always feel uneasy at S.H.I.E.L.D., so Fury took the chance to send me here. It's a good chance for me to see what an alien looks like."
Even though he had been cramming a lot of modern knowledge these days, he was still startled; Earth actually had aliens.
Loya grumbled in his heart: "How could you not feel uneasy in the Hydra nest?"
But looking at Steve's current appearance, he had probably only been staying at S.H.I.E.L.D. these days and didn't yet know the true situation of America, or rather, Fury had set up an information cocoon for him.
It seemed Fury really knew his stuff.
Following Steve's wishes, Loya took him to Thor's quarters.
When he saw Thor, covered in electrical sparks, trembling and making strange noises.
Steve was greatly shocked and subconsciously took half a step back: "This——what is he doing?"
Loya shrugged: "He just likes the feeling of being electrocuted. Can't help it, he's an alien friend, so I had to satisfy him."
Steve felt his eyes were defiled. How could an alien be like this? It really ruined his beautiful fantasies.
Just then, a roar suddenly came from outside, followed by a pillar of intense light that connected heaven and earth. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s alarms instantly went off.
At the same time, the system prompt sounded in Loya's ear.
[Main Story BOSS "Destroyer Armor" has been triggered]
[Description: Armor controlled by an angry Loki]
[Objective: Defeat the Destroyer Armor]
[Rewards: EXP +15000, Random Item *2, Special Item *1, Dungeon Entry Ticket *1]
Chapter 78: 77. Are Midgardians this powerful now?
"What happened?"
Steve narrowed his eyes, seeing a beam of intense light piercing through the sky and earth through the window.
He was a bit dazed.
In his era, he had never seen such a bizarre and shocking sight.
"Ugh, that feels good."
At this time, Thor had finished his electrotherapy for the day and walked over feeling refreshed. He looked out the window, a smug expression immediately appearing on his face.
"That's the Asgard Bifrost I told you about before, the bridge that spans the Nine Realms. How is it? Spectacular, isn't it?"
Seeing Thor's triumphant look, Loya couldn't help but retort: "Then why don't you guess why the Bifrost opened here?"
Thor crossed his arms and grinned: "Of course Loki is here to pick me up. I knew he wouldn't just leave me behind; after all, I'm his favorite brother."
He puffed out his chest, looking very proud. "When the time comes, you'll see the greatness of Asgard."
Loya: "——"
"I'm saying if, just if he really came to pick you up, why didn't he take you with him last night?"
Thor blurted out almost without thinking: "That's because he wants to welcome me with the highest etiquette, and incidentally let you Midgardians broaden your horizons. I am Thor, son of Odin, future king of the nine realms!"
"Fine, fine, you're right."
Well, Loya was too lazy to argue with a brother-con like Thor.
Ever since Loki confessed everything and spoke those heartfelt words, Thor's brother-con attribute had completely exploded; he was beyond saving.
He shook his head inwardly. Did he really think that after revealing the truth, Loki wouldn't seize the throne?
That everyone would just have a big happy family reunion?
Sometimes, the more you know, the faster you die.
At this point, Loki was somewhat blackened due to his origins and perceived injustices; he would even commit patricide later.
To prevent Thor from returning to Asgard and exposing his scheme, he would probably do anything.
As the saying goes, 'love and kill each other'; the struggle for succession is just like that.
The three of them quickly walked out of the room.
By now, S.H.I.E.L.D. had already finished setting up its defenses.
Agents were standing ready in every corner, weapons aimed at the intense light not far from the temporary Base.
Coulson stood at the front of the line, holding a megaphone with a solemn expression.
As the intense light dissipated, what appeared before everyone was a massive silver humanoid suit of armor.
Even though it was just a suit of armor, it emitted a suffocating pressure that made everyone's breathing slow down.
"It's the Destroyer Armor!"
Thor was all too familiar with this suit of armor.
He looked at Loya with a grave expression: "That is the armor my father uses to guard the Asgard treasury, controlled and driven by the Gungnir Gungnir."
The moment he saw the armor, Thor understood that Lokiwasn't there to welcome him back, but had other intentions: "Loya, that armor is extremely powerful. It must be because you hit him yesterday, so he's using the armor to deal with you."
At this point, he couldn't help but show a look of disappointment: "But this is wrong. If an Asgardian warrior loses, they should win back with their own strength. Lokishould challenge you himself instead of using Father's armor."
"I have to go stop him and help him reclaim a warrior's honor!"
After saying that, Thor was about to rush forward.
However, because the armor didn't respond to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s warning, Coulson shouted the order: "Fire!"
Boom!
Rat-tat-tat!
Bullets and shells were fired simultaneously, pouring firepower frantically onto the Destroyer Armor.
Dust rose, smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder was thick.
As the saying goes, the'smoke means no damage' law was in effect.
Under the shocked and horrified gazes of the S.H.I.E.L.D.personnel...
Steady, firm footsteps came from within the smoke as the Destroyer Armor slowly walked out.
Its surface was smooth and bright, without any damage, not even a trace of a scorch mark.
To be precise, the firepower poured out by S.H.I.E.L.D.hadn't even made it take a single step back.
The scene was dead silent, and a deep sense of powerlessness spread.
Could human technology not even scratch the creation of an alien civilization?
Just then, Thor stepped forward, strode ahead of the crowd, and waved his hands while shouting: "Loki, I know you can hear me! You should reclaim your dignity with your own strength, not with Father's armor! This is wrong! Don't forget the glory of Asgard!"
Loki's response was simple and direct.
The face of the Destroyer Armor suddenly split open, revealing a hollow interior where a hot, orange-yellow energy rapidly gathered.
Boom!
A beam of searing energy erupted, blasting towards Thorwithout mercy.
Seeing this, Thor's soul nearly left his body, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his heart.
Having lost his divine power, he relied on combat instincts to dodge to the side and back, performing a clumsy roll and narrowly avoiding the strike.
The energy beam hit the sandy ground, instantly blasting a large crater, and the sand was scorched into glass-like crystals.
Thor lay on the ground, glimpsed the large crater, swallowed hard in fear, and shouted in disbelief: "Loki, what are you doing? Am I not your favorite brother? How could you do this to me? You were saying you loved me yesterday, and today you're trying to kill me!"
He had been bragging that Loki was here to welcome him, but he hadn't expected him to be there to kill him; he had truly lost face.
Thor felt like he was a total joke right now.
It would have been better if he hadn't spoken; as soon as he said it, Loki, far away in Asgard, felt extremely uncomfortable and instantly flew into a rage.
He gripped the Gungnir in his hand tighter, increasing the output of the Destroyer Armor.
At the same time, the energy surge in the Destroyer Armor's face became even more intense, gathering even more terrifying energy.
"It's over!"
Thor was startled and scrambled forward on all fours.
But Loki was no fool and had no intention of giving his "dear" brother a second chance.
He had already predicted Thor's movement, and a beam of energy nearly twice as thick as before shot out, aiming precisely at Thor, who was mid-air.
Thor was currently in the air with no way to gain leverage; his eyes were panicked and his expression was one of despair.
Without his divine power, he had no possibility of dodging!
It was certain death!
Just as everyone thought Thor was destined to die under that energy beam...
In a daze, there seemed to be a slight breeze that brushed past, blowing the hair of everyone present.
Bang!
Thor's body slammed heavily onto the ground, getting a mouthful of sand.
"I— *ptui ptui ptui*, I'm not dead?"
He hurriedly looked up and saw a visible wave of wind several meters high and wide surging rapidly in front of him, deflecting the energy beam into the distance.
"What is this? wind magic? It can even deflect the Destroyer's attack?"
While Thor was bewildered, a powerful hand grabbed and pulled him up, followed by Loya's smiling voice in his ear: "Thor, now you know why the Bifrost opened here, right?"
Thor turned his head in surprise, his eyes wide: "You're also skilled in magic?"
With a powerful physique and skill in magic, are Midgardians this powerful now? They can actually master two paths in such a short lifespan.
Loya shielded Thor behind him and smiled easily: "Keep it down, keep it down. I only know a little bit."
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He first shouted: "Steve, organize the S.H.I.E.L.D. people to retreat."
Then he curled his finger at the Destroyer, provoking: "Loki, let me, a mere mortal, educate you once more."
Chapter 79: 78. The Correct Way to Use Wind Wall
Without a word, Steve immediately took action, shouting to organize the crowd's retreat.
With someone taking the lead in command—and it being Steve, who was best at organizing operations—the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel responded one after another, retreating with incredible speed.
After all, their weapons were completely ineffective; if they didn't run now, were they waiting to die?
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They were agents, not a suicide squad.
Having retreated to a safe distance, everyone's eyes were fixed squarely on Loya's back.
Most people in S.H.I.E.L.D. did not know Loya's true identity or strength.
There had just been some private rumors circulating within this temporary Base.
It was said that this person had an incredible background and had come in through Director Fury's back door; even his superior, Coulson, had to be extremely respectful.
At the time, some people were still unconvinced.
But looking at the situation now, this wasn't just coming through the back door; he had clearly blown the back door wide open.
Casually flicking away energy beams that could melt sand, with a speed too fast for the naked eye to capture—he was practically a Superman.
They knew S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't as simple as it appeared on the surface. It's stable now, everything is stable.
Would they also have the chance to become Supermen in the future?
When Coulson saw Loya step forward, he also breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as his mind felt much more at ease.
Although he didn't know if Loya could solve this alien creation, seeing that relaxed appearance, stalling for time shouldn't be a problem, giving him time to call for reinforcements.
Before that, he first checked the recording equipment to confirm it was recording normally.
This was Fury's request: Loya's battle videos had to be preserved as much as possible. As for the reason, he didn't know either.
Far away in Asgard, Loki saw Loya through the Destroyer Armor and was instantly consumed by rage.
Whenever he remembered those words that were off the charts in terms of embarrassment, he felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.
It was just a low-level mage using all his strength to block one strike; he could fire attacks like this all day!
However——
The unexpected happened.
Just as that energy beam was about to hit, Loya simply waved his hand.
A thick Wind Wall rose out of thin air, easily deflecting the energy beam.
Not only that, under his precise control...
...another Wind Wall appeared in front of the energy beam, changing the beam's direction once again.
After changing directions several times through the Wind Walls, the energy beam actually turned back and hit the Destroyer Armor.
Boom!
A deafening explosion rang out.
The Destroyer Armor was blown back by the impact, slamming heavily onto the ground as dust rose everywhere.
Everyone present: "???"
Loya's maneuver left everyone present dumbfounded. That strange Wind Wall could be used like that?
"This is what you meant by 'knowing a little'?"
Thor's mouth hung wide open, his eyes bulging as he stared in a daze.
As the Prince of Asgard, he was not only incredibly physically strong, but he also knew many forms of magic.
And his mother, Frigga, was one of the top magic masters in the Nine Realms.
Under his mother's influence, Thor could see that the magic Loya was currently using was not simple, and his degree of control over magic was frighteningly high.
Although the energy level wasn't top-tier yet, this kind of control was extremely rare even in Asgard, reaching his mother's level.
Loya didn't know that the "Wind Control Swordsmanship" he displayed had stunned Thor.
In fact, the current "Wind Control Swordsmanship" was already quite realistic.
If it were the Wind Wall from the game, it wouldn't be deflecting things; it would just delete projectiles.
Of course, his current Wind Wall was actually more suitable for use; it not only had the characteristic of blocking projectiles but could also return them to the sender through reflection.
This was the reason he didn't fear the Destroyer Armorcontrolled by Loki at all.
With the Wind Wall present, he could completely ignore attacks from energy beams.
As for close-quarters combat?
Could you expect a mage to be great at close-quarters combat? Especially an idiot like Loki.
If Loya didn't hang him up and beat him, it would be a total waste of his abilities.
Meanwhile, far away in Asgard, Loki's face was grim; the opponent's magic was actually being used so skillfully.
Unwilling to accept it, he slammed the ground hard.
"I'll see how long your magic power can last!"
The Destroyer Armor instantly stood up, and dozens of energy beams were fired consecutively from within its visor.
With a smile on his face, Loya shook his head: "Continuing even though you know they'll be reflected? You're quite stubborn then."
He waved his hand casually, and several Wind Walls emerged, reflecting all the energy beams, which then all slammed back into the Destroyer Armor.
Rumble!
The Destroyer was blown back again, its massive body carving a deep trench into the ground.
"How is this possible?!"
Loki stood up abruptly, his face full of disbelief.
How could that person's magic power support using magic so many times?
And it was used to block the attacks of the Destroyer Armor!
One must know, those were attacks capable of destroying everything.
How could a mage from Midgard be so powerful? Isn't this a backwater place? This proficiency in wind magic is practically higher than mine!
And since when did wind magic have this reflection effect? Do Midgardians even do magic research?
After several consecutive shocks, Loki forced himself to calm down, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes.
He decided to change his combat style.
Bang!
Holding the Gungnir, he slammed it heavily against the ground.
"Crush that mortal with your fists!"
At the same time, the Destroyer Armor that had just fallen stood up once more.
But this time, the Destroyer Armor did not release an energy attack; instead, it closed its visor.
The metal slats forming its body opened slightly, and orange-yellow energy surged within like flowing lava.
This was the Destroyer Armor's melee mode, possessing powerful defense and terrifying destructive power.
Loki had absolute confidence that no matter how strong a mortal's physical body was, it could not resist the pure crushing force of the Destroyer Armor.
Watching the Destroyer Armor approach step by step with an extremely powerful sense of pressure...
...Loya stood his ground, his expression unchanged, as he silently activated "Absolute Value."
The surface of his fist was covered with a layer of deep black Haki, with various energies intertwined upon it—lightning dancing, flames rising, and invisible air currents swirling and surging around his body.
Last night, following the memories of his past life, he had puzzled out a move for himself; now was the time to test it.
"Get out of the way!" Thor shouted anxiously. "The Destroyer Armor's defense is extremely strong; a physical body can't block it!"
The warning was ignored.
The Destroyer Armor was already in front of him, its massive fist raised high and smashing down toward Loyawith a violent sound of breaking air.
One could imagine how terrifying the power of this punch was.
However, Loya's eyes were as calm as water. He simply took a deep breath, clenched his right fist, and lunged upward from below to meet that crashing giant fist head-on.
"Fist Bone Impact!"
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion suddenly erupted.
From Loya's right fist, an indescribable, majestic power exploded forth. Visible airwaves spread out in rings, kicking up a sky full of dust.
Armament Haki, Surge of Killing Intent, thunder, wind, and even the power of Beast and the Hell Dimension——
These powers were crudely blended together by him using Telekinesis, converging at a single point on his fist to form what was now his most violent strike in his normal state.
The metal fist and the flesh-and-blood fist collided without any trickery.
An even more violent airwave than before exploded in all directions from the point of impact.
Sand and stones were blown back, and the ground cracked.
Everyone present could barely stand, forced to bend over and crouch down to resist the force.
Then, an extremely brilliant light erupted from Loya's body.
Everyone present subconsciously closed their eyes. In the moment their eyes shut, they felt as if they had seen a Sun fall to the earth!
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Chapter 80: 79. Is This Ever Going to End? Why Is It Coming Again?
A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and the violent energy impact caused the entire ground to shake incessantly.
The people present were blinded by the intense light.
But they all had only one thought: Did he win?
If even Loya's incredibly powerful strength couldn't defeat that armor, then they might as well run away.
When the intense light gradually faded, the scene before them was deeply shocking.
Starting from Loya's position, a huge deep pit had appeared.
Dark red Fire burned on the surface of the deep pit, and one could even see lightning intertwining and black gas rising—all phenomena completely beyond normal comprehension.
This was enough to show the terror of that clash.
In the center of the deep pit lay a sleek and shiny armor—it was the Destroyer Armor.
The Destroyer clashed with Loya, and surprisingly, the Destroyer was the one knocked to the ground.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel were dumbfounded, whether it was flesh against machinery, or human against advanced alien creation.
Each scenario felt unbelievable.
What made it even more incredible was that a human had accomplished this.
They were all S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, so why was the gap so huge?
The difference was greater than that between a human and a dog.
Did evolution skip them, or did S.H.I.E.L.D. hide some special academy?
Those who had previously discussed Loya's background now understood one thing.
Director Fury wasn't opening a back door for someone; Director Fury was clearly clinging to a powerful figure, right?
Thor, standing nearby, subconsciously swallowed, his eyes bursting with intense fighting spirit upon seeing this scene.
He knew Loya was a warrior, but he never expected him to be this brave.
Combat should be a clash of fists and flesh—this was the feeling he truly desired.
Once he recovered his Divine Power, he definitely had to have a proper fight with Loya!
Midgard truly is a wonderful place, rich in talent and resources.
Coulson breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Director had the foresight to send Loya right away; otherwise, the casualties would have been immense.
This armor was currently very difficult for them to deal with, and even their batch of Energy Weapons didn't guarantee success.
As expected, the Director is the Director—truly far-sighted!
Steve also nodded. He knew Loya would win.
However—
Just when everyone thought everything was over.
The Destroyer Armor struggled again, attempting to stand up, causing their sinking hearts to leap back into their throats.
Alien technology was truly terrifying; it was fine even after that.
Looking at the Destroyer Armor struggling to move.
Loya rubbed his temples, feeling a slight sting in his head.
That move just now had consumed a massive amount of Psychic Power.
He needed to use immense Telekinesis to fuse various energies together.
If it were just simple energy attachments for mutual benefit, it would barely consume any Psychic Power.
But he was trying to fuse them to achieve a qualitative change where one plus one was greater than two.
This was extremely draining on Psychic Power, as the repulsion between different energies was very strong and required Telekinesis to forcibly suppress it.
But the power was also significantly increased. A normal state strike had knocked down the Destroyer; if this strike had hit the Abomination earlier, it should have shattered him.
Moreover, this was just a sudden idea he had last night, and it seemed to work.
If his control over Telekinesis was more practiced and precise, the effect would be better and the power greater.
Telekinesis is indeed a good ability worth developing.
As for the Destroyer Armor that was struggling to get up again.
To be honest, Loya never intended to defeat it using conventional methods.
This armor was rumored to have been forged by Odinusing Asgard's mysterious metal, Uru, and was also blessed by the gods, maximizing its attack and defense capabilities.
It could be called the combination of the strongest spear and the strongest shield.
Based on Loya's current strength, he could not destroy this armor.
He clashed head-on with the Destroyer only to verify if his idea was feasible and to practice his Telekinesis.
Now that the verification was complete, it was time to get serious.
Defeating the Destroyer Armor didn't mean destroying it; he just needed to make it uncontrollable for Loki.
Watching the Destroyer stand up again, Loya activated Telekinesis and Wind Control simultaneously. Boosted by the Movement Speed Increase buff he drew last night, his figure vanished as if teleporting.
When he reappeared, he was already at the Destroyer's neck.
"King of Riding!"
As this ability automatically took effect.
Under Loya's will, the Destroyer's movements instantly froze, the surging energy slowly ceased, and the opened metal slats closed back up.
This was the absolute suppression of the mechanism, and not even the Gungnir and the Destroyer Armor were exceptions.
He leaned into the Destroyer's ear, his mouth curving up, his voice low like a demon's whisper: "Loki, you've been defeated by a mortal again~ Your mechanism isn't as good as mine~"
Meanwhile, in Asgard, Loki heard Loya's taunt and trembled with rage, his face visibly turning red hot.
Boom!
He heavily slammed the Gungnir.
"Move! Move! I command you to move!"
He frantically slammed the Gungnir; his room was almost collapsing from the impact.
But the Destroyer Armor consistently gave no response, as if the connection between the Gungnir and the Destroyer Armor had been completely severed.
"How is this possible?!"
Loki's eyes widened; that damned mortal had shocked him too many times.
Whether it was the strange Wind magic that reflected energy beams, or the savage power that knocked down the Destroyer.
None of it compared to the sheer horror of this moment.
This was a weapon forged by Odin, King of the Gods; how could a mere mortal sever the connection?
This was as ridiculous as Thor suddenly growing a brain.
But with the facts laid bare, Loki had to accept this reality.
He was now just like Thor: one had his Hammer taken away, and the other had his armor taken away.
Both were powerless, looking like two incompetent husbands.
"Damn it! Damn it!!!"
Loki's face was distorted with rage, roaring repeatedly.
He suddenly turned his head, looked toward the Bifrost, and instinctively tightened his grip on the Gungnir.
"Then I shall use this method to prove my determination!"
Just as Loki made up his mind, Loya, far away on Earth, heard the System Prompt Tone indicating the mission was complete.
[Main Story BOSS Destroyer Armor defeated]
[Reward: EXP +15000, Item Bone Powder, Item Real Game Device, Special Item Amplification Staff, Dungeon Entry Ticket (Godfall)]
[Bone Meal: Accelerates the growth speed of all plants and provides nutrients.]
[Real Game Device: Attach the Controller to the target's head to control them via the device. If the controlled character is in an abnormal state, the device will temporarily bypass the abnormal state and restore them to normal. Removing the Controller restores the previous state.]
[Comment: Sometimes, the only thing separating you from a King is a Power Leveler.]
[amplification staff: Amplifies magic-related effects.]
[Comment: Simple amplification, ultimate enjoyment.]
[Dungeon Entry Ticket (Godfall): Using this ticket grants entry into a World where a crisis was caused by the fall of a former God. Completing the mission yields generous rewards (Note: This World is extremely dangerous; a minimum Level 30 is required to attempt the challenge).]
Loya did not rush to examine the system rewards. Instead, using "King of Riding," he manipulated the Destroyer Armor to quietly separate two fragments from its body.
This was Uru metal, extremely precious. One piece for himself, and the other for the Gulu to eat.
It was also fortunate that the Destroyer Armor was truly miraculous; other armors could not separate their own materials like this.
After storing the fragments in the System Space, Loyafinally climbed down from the Destroyer Armor.
A satisfied smile was on his face.
At this moment, the emotions of everyone present could be described as a rollercoaster, rising and falling repeatedly.
Not a single person understood what Loya's operation meant; how did the armor stop moving just because he rode it for a moment?
But none of that mattered. What mattered was that they were alive.
"Woohoo!"
"We survived!"
"This Agent is too powerful, he's practically Superman!"
"Director Fury's powerful connection is awesome!"
Loya: "???"
"What kind of talk is that?"
Just as everyone was cheering and celebrating their survival, a sudden loud noise came from the sky.
A blinding light, identical to the one before, descended from the sky.
Everyone stared blankly at the beam of light, a single thought rising in their hearts.
"Is this ever going to end? Why is it coming again?"
Chapter 81: 80. It's My Turn to Appear Again
Gazing at the beam from the Bifrost, Loya frowned and thought to himself.
"It wouldn't go that far, would it? Is Loki going to take action himself? Isn't that just asking for a beating?"
After a brief reflection, he gave Steve a meaningful look.
Steve understood immediately, waved his large hand, and ordered, "Set up defenses immediately!"
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The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were momentarily stunned but instinctively obeyed Steve's command, quickly taking their positions and completing the defensive setup.
The dark muzzles of their guns were aimed at the direction of the Bifrost.
The agents broke into a cold sweat; day after day, they had just celebrated surviving, and now another crisis was upon them.
Life lately was truly intense.
Thor was also very confused. Loki couldn't even defeat Loya while controlling the Destroyer, so what other tricks could he have?
It was impossible for him to come down himself; wouldn't that be foolish?
Thinking of this, his expression turned somber, and a wave of sorrow welled up in his heart. Could his brother have been beaten into stupidity?
As the intense light gradually dissipated, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they gripped their weapons tightly, fearing that whatever stepped out would be another powerful killing machine sent by Loki.
Fortunately, that was not the case.
Three men and one woman, a total of four Asgardian warriors, appeared from the intense light.
Loya's gaze swept over them, and he immediately knew who the visitors were.
The three men among the four were The Warriors Three.
They were Fandral, Hogan, and Volstagg, and the woman was the famous female warrior, Sif.
Seeing the newcomers, Thor immediately became excited and shouted, "Put away your weapons! These people are my good friends; they must be here for me."
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents ignored Thor. What Loki had done earlier was still fresh in their minds, and it was hard for them to trust this Asgardian prince until Loya nodded. Only then did the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents lower their weapons, their faces showing expressions of relief.
Seeing this, Coulson was slightly taken aback. Wasn't he the highest-ranking official at this Base?
Why was everyone listening to Loya?
The four Asgardian warriors walked quickly to Thor.
Sif's expression was grave: "Thor, we are here to protect you. Heimdall told us that Loki sent the Destroyer to Midgard; he must be trying to make a move against you."
"The Destroyer?" Thor pointed behind them and said, "Are you talking about that one?"
The four of them turned around and were instantly shocked.
They saw the Destroyer standing in a terrifying deep pit, within which various powerful energies surged. Seeing this made their skin crawl, and they instinctively assumed combat stances.
Because the Bifrost had opened in front of the Destroyerand their focus was entirely on Thor, they hadn't seen the Destroyer immediately.
"Don't be nervous." Thor laughed heartily. "The Destroyerhas already been defeated by a friend I met here in Midgard."
"What?" Sif exclaimed.
The Warriors Three also wore expressions of disbelief.
One must know that the Destroyer was the weapon of the King of the Gods. Even if it was controlled by that damnable villain Loki, it was by no means easy to deal with.
In their understanding, Midgard was a remote backwater; that someone could defeat the Destroyer was unheard of.
This was as inconceivable as Loki being willing to stop playing with daggers.
Thor laughed brightly and put his arm around Loya's shoulder: "It was him, my friend Loya, the most valiant warrior of Midgard."
Only then did they turn their attention to Loya.
Tall, strong, handsome, and with a relaxed posture that signaled he was terrifyingly powerful. He exuded a dangerous aura. Each of them was a veteran warrior with a near-instinctive intuition for danger; Thor was right, this man was indeed a warrior.
Sif, in particular, had a glint in her eyes. Anyone familiar with her knew this meant she wanted to duel a strong opponent.
Loya nodded to them, feeling somewhat surprised in his heart.
Just now, several system prompt sounds had rung in his ears.
The favorability of The Warriors Three had increased by twenty points.
Sif's favorability increased the most, by a full forty points.
These Asgardians truly placed great importance on honor and warriors; favorability was gained so easily.
He thought for a moment and said, "This is not the place to talk. Let's move elsewhere."
The group went to the base's reception room, and Coulsonthoughtfully prepared food for them.
Sif didn't eat. She first briefly recounted everything that had happened since Thor's exile, including Loki's announcement of a fight to the death with the Frost Giants.
Thor bit into a piece of fried chicken, his eyes narrowing from the flavor. He said indistinctly, "I know almost everything you've said."
"Thor, we must—huh?"
The words Sif was about to say were swallowed back down as she asked in surprise, "How do you know?"
Thor showed a smug smile: "Loki told me everything. He even said he loves me."
Sif was shocked: "Is that really something Loki would say?"
She felt her worldview collapsing and blurted out, "He must be possessed by a demon! We have to take him down!"
Thor paused his chewing of the chicken leg, his expression helpless: "Calm down, Sif. Loki was immature in the past and cut off your favorite hair, but it's not a capital offense."
Sif was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Regardless, we must stop his conspiracy. If he stays on the throne, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"But—" Thor's expression was dejected, his voice low, "I have already lost my divine power. I cannot lift Mjolnir. I simply cannot stop Loki."
He swallowed a bite of fried chicken with tears in his eyes, his mood extremely low. "Without Mjolnir, I am nothing. If it weren't for Loya, I would have already been killed by the Destroyer."
"This—" Sif was momentarily at a loss for words.
To be fair, with Loki now holding the Gungnir, they were simply no match for him.
Furthermore, when facing Loki as the Regent of Asgard, only Thor, the Crown Prince, had the standing to stop him.
But Thor currently had no divine power and was still in exile.
Before Sif and the others arrived, Loki had, for some reason, heavily publicized in Asgard that Thor was guilty and had been exiled by Odin.
If Thor returned without his divine power, he wouldn't be able to change the current situation; instead, it would only confirm what Loki had said.
That his return was solely for the throne.
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This created a dead end. Not returning meant they couldn't stop Loki's conspiracy, but returning would confirm the charges.
Every outcome benefited Loki; it was a perfect trap.
While the Asgardians sat in silence, not knowing what to do.
Loya smiled slightly. Usually, at times like this, it was time to grind some quests.
He walked up to Thor with a smile: "Actually, you could just restore your divine power first, go give Loki a beating, and then come back to continue your exile. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds? You could even say Odin let you restore your power temporarily to stop Loki, which would leave Loki with no way to recover."
"Huh?" Thor looked up blankly, his face greasy, his expression becoming even more miserable. "I can't do what you're saying."
If he could briefly restore his divine power, would he still be here eating fried chicken and drinking "thunder-sprite"?
Loya showed a mischievous smile.
"I have a little prop here that might be able to help you."
Chapter 82: 81. The Super Power-Leveler Has Entered the Game
"A prop? Helping me?"
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Thor picked up another chicken leg and took a big bite. Chewing the meat, his tone carried a hint of disdain.
"Stop joking, Loya. I know you're a rare warrior of Midgard, but you simply don't understand my father's power."
To show respect, he wiped his mouth clean, and his expression turned serious.
"My father is the King of the Gods, the supreme sovereign who rules the Nine Realms, and the most powerful existence. No one but himself can break the seal he has set."
After speaking, Thor buried his head back into the chicken leg. "So, there is nothing in Midgard that can lift his seal. You can't help me."
Loya didn't argue, only smiling. "I remember you were exiled because you started a war with the Frost Giants. I can't be entirely sure of your father's thoughts, but I know he doesn't want a war that causes widespread suffering."
"And now, Loki is going to lead Asgard into a life-and-death battle against the Frost Giants. I know your father is very powerful, but he is currently in a deep sleep. Without such a powerful combatant, what are Asgard's chances of winning?"
He saw Thor's expression change.
Loya pressed harder: "Think about it. Your father is sleeping, and they're missing a powerhouse like you. Loki, on the other hand, is a mage who's terrible at melee yet insists on fighting up close."
"Your current combat strength is severely lacking. Can you really defeat your old enemies, the Frost Giants? Do you even believe that yourself?"
He leaned in close to Thor, whispering like a demon, "Think about it. If Asgard loses, your comrades, your subordinates, the people you care about, your parents... they could all die. Do you want to see that happen?"
Thor swallowed hard, his gaze wavering, but he still stiffened his neck and retorted, "In Asgard, dying in battle is an honor. The souls of the fallen enter Valhalla. It's nothing. We aren't weak Midgardian humans."
"Hehe," Loya chuckled. "But can you accept your parents' deaths? Can you accept Asgard's defeat? Do you think Asgard can win under Loki's command?"
Thor's body trembled slightly. He admitted that Loya's last question had touched his soul.
If Loki were to lead Asgard against the Frost Giants, the result would surely be failure. War was not a matter of his schemes and tricks.
But Thor still shook his head, his brow furrowed in pain. "It's no use. You can't break my father's seal. Without the hammer, without my divine power, I am nothing."
Loya patted his shoulder. "I don't think I ever said I was going to break your father's seal, did I?"
Thor's seal was an external force; he could have completely removed it with the Horse Talisman, but there was no need.
Before Thor gained enlightenment, staying on Earth might even land him a S.H.I.E.L.D. surveillance mission. His value had to be maximized.
"Huh?" Thor was stunned. "What do you mean?"
Loya didn't explain, only smiling as he slowly guided him. "As long as you ask for help, I naturally have a way to bypass the seal and help you stop Loki. Consider it the bond of friendship and the goodwill of a Midgardian."
Thor fell into deep thought.
Coulson, who had been listening nearby, was startled.
Wasn't building a friendship his mission? Loya had somehow completed it, making him look quite useless.
Thor thought for a long time. Given Loya's previous miraculous performance, he chose to believe him for now. "Alright, I really must stop Loki from continuing down the wrong path. So, what do I do?"
[Thor has issued a quest to you]
[Quest: Evil Younger Brother]
[Objective: Help Thor stop Loki from destroying Jotunheim]
[Reward: EXP +2000, Thor Favorability +20, Random Item *2]
Excellent, a quest has finally been issued.
Loya was satisfied; he hadn't wasted his breath for nothing.
He closed his hand, and two items instantly appeared.
One was a borderless light screen display, about the size of a tablet.
The other was—a pink helmet with an antenna similar to a Teletubby's.
This was exactly the previous quest reward—[true game device].
He hadn't expected it to come in handy so soon.
"Here, put this on."
Thor looked at the strange hat in Loya's hand and blurted out, "What is this? It's so ugly; it's an insult to my status as the God of Thunder."
"Hurry up!"
Having no choice and fearing a beating, Thor could only reluctantly take the helmet and clumsily pull it over his head.
Everyone present looked at Thor wearing the pink helmet, their lips twitching uncontrollably.
The Warriors Three and Sif quickly lowered their heads, their shoulders shaking slightly as they tried not to laugh out loud.
The sight was truly something.
Thor tapped the helmet and asked, puzzled, "I don't feel anything special."
Loya said calmly, "Don't be in a hurry."
He calmly activated the device in his hand.
The next moment, Thor's whole body jolted!
He, who had been sitting casually, suddenly stood up, his posture straight and his expression calm.
Except for a hint of emotion visible in his deep blue eyes, his entire being was like a robot.
This scene gave Sif and the others a start.
Thor cried out in terror, "Loya, what did you do? Why can't I control my body?"
He felt as if his soul had separated from his body. Aside from blinking and speaking, he couldn't do anything else. It was as if his body had gone offline.
Loya comforted him, "Don't worry, let me study it first. It's my first time using it too."
"What?" Thor was panicking. "Don't mess around, Loya."
Loya gave a few perfunctory words of comfort and then began to study how to use the "true game device."
Within a few minutes, he had figured out how to use the item.
The operation was divided into two modes: Simple and Advanced.
Simple mode generated things like keyboards or controllers based on the user's thoughts.
The prominent abilities of the controlled person would become skills on the device, ready to be used at the press of a button—simple and fast.
Advanced mode, on the other hand, was controlled by thought. There were no fixed skills; the user had to mobilize the power themselves to perform moves.
The difficulty was much higher, but so was the degree of freedom.
The difference between the two was that one had a high floor, while the other had a high ceiling.
Loya considered himself a pro-gamer, so he had to use Advanced mode.
Well, in truth, his abilities already gave him an outrageously precise level of control over his muscles and internal energy.
"Alright, I've figured it out. Here we go."
He gave a warning, held the light screen, and focused his mind.
The next moment, thunderous light burst from Thor's eyes, and visible lightning covered his entire body, making him look like a god descending to earth.
"Oh! My father!"
Thor was incredibly shocked. Loya could actually bypass his father's seal to mobilize divine power, and without even needing to lift Mjolnir. How was this possible?
This was how it should have been; Thor was the God of Thunder, not the God of Hammers. The hammer was a tool to help him channel his power, not the power itself.
Loya was simply using the game device to bypass the seal and directly tap into Thor's own power.
It had to be said that this "true game device" was extremely powerful.
Not only could it control others, but the screen also displayed Thor's HP, stamina, and MP, as well as the health bars of others.
Furthermore, it was in a third-person perspective centered on Thor, perfectly fitting a game setting. Fighting like this would surely be exhilarating.
By now, the Warriors Three and Sif were completely dumbfounded.
In their understanding, Thor was always bound to Mjolnir. Now he could use divine power without it, even bypassing the King of the Gods' seal. This was simply inconceivable.
Their gaze toward Loya shifted instantly. Could this be a legendary peerless master hidden in a remote area?
Loya didn't know what they were thinking and said, "Then let's make it quick. You guys head out. I'll control Thor to put an end to evil Loki's scheme!"
A few minutes later, the five of them arrived at the spot where they had first landed.
Thor asked reluctantly, "Loya, can I only use the power of thunder when you're controlling me?"
"That's right!" Loya nodded.
Unable to withstand their constant questioning, he made up some random reasons to explain the phenomenon.
As for the specific reason? Don't ask. If you ask, it's just how the mechanics work.
"Alright." Thor was a bit disappointed; he yearned to use his divine power freely.
Once everyone was ready, Sif looked toward the sky and shouted, "Heimdall! Open the Bifrost!"
There was no response.
After shouting over a dozen times, a rainbow-colored light finally descended from the sky.
Heimdall's strange state made them dare not delay, and they quickly entered the pillar of light.
As the teleportation ended and their vision cleared...
...they saw Loki at the Bifrost control station, frantically stabbing Heimdall in the kidneys with a dagger, blood spurting everywhere.
Chapter 83: 82. Triggering a Hidden Side Quest
Loya sat casually on the sand, holding the monitor.
Beside him, Steve squatted, looking curious, while Coulsonrecorded the content on the light screen with his equipment.
Coulson was extremely curious about the item in Loya's hand.
It could control others' actions, display data like a game, and even transmit data across galaxies, which was beyond human scientific understanding.
But despite his curiosity, Coulson dared not have any designs on it.
Fury had already given clear instructions: do not harbor any covetous thoughts about the item in Loya's hand; just let nature take its course.
Compared to Coulson's curiosity about the item, Steve was more curious about the Asgardian civilization, staring intently at the screen.
"Here we are!"
After a burst of dazzling, strange light, the screen displayed the scene of Thor's location.
"Holy crap, Kidney Shot!"
As the scene shifted to Asgard, Thor saw Loki committing violence and blurted out, "Holy crap, Kidney Shot!"
Sif and the others were stunned; the tone of that remark was unlike something Thor would say.
Thor explained, "Loya is speaking through me."
The sudden voice naturally caught Loki's attention.
Seeing that Thor had returned, Loki first glanced to confirm he didn't have Mjolnir in his hand, then sneered, "Look who's back, my dear brother. You dare to return without your divine power; how brave."
His gaze fell on the pink hat on Thor's head. "Why are you still wearing a pink hat? How ridiculous, hahahahaha!"
Thor's limbs were stiff, and he could only urgently shout, "Loki, don't hurt Heimdall, he can't take it anymore!"
While speaking, Loki continued to attack Heimdall's kidneys, drawing out a lot of blood.
"Hahahahaha."
Loki laughed maniacally, his hands never stopping.
"I am now the King of Asgard. Heimdall dared to defy my orders and use the Bifrost without permission. Defying the King's orders means death!"
"No! Don't!" Thor quickly tried to stop him. "Loki, don't kill Heimdall."
At the same time, he whispered in an extremely low voice, "Loya, can you find a way to save Heimdall?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his body move uncontrollably.
Clearly, Loya had responded.
Immediately after, Thor walked towards Loki with an extremely arrogant stride, a look of deep disdain on his face.
"Loki, you petty schemer, you trash who flaunts illusions, you disgrace to mages who play with daggers, you brainless God of Lies, you failed god, you adopted son!"
"If you have the guts, let go of Heimdall and come at me!"
As these words fell, the air grew heavy.
Even Sif, whose hair Loki had cut, felt these words were too harsh.
Loki's movements involuntarily stopped, his eyes instantly reddened, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at Thor with disbelief, roaring hoarsely, "Even if I betrayed you, deceived you, used you, plotted against you, framed you, stabbed your kidney, and tried to kill you!"
"You still shouldn't say that about me! I even said I loved you!"
Sif and the Warriors Three nearby heard this and didn't know what to say.
So you knew all that, huh?
Thor wanted to shake his head and say it wasn't him, but his body was controlled; he couldn't even move a finger.
As soon as Loki finished speaking, he put away his dagger, and the Gungnir appeared in his hand, its tip aimed at Thor: "Die!!!"
A scorching beam of light shot forth.
"Good opportunity!"
Loya, who was controlling Thor, seized this chance and moved his mind.
Thor's body was instantly surrounded by lightning, and a long whip, purely condensed from lightning, lashed out from his hand.
While dodging the beam sideways, the lightning whip shot out like a living creature, crossing dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, wrapping around Heimdall's body, and violently pulling him back.
Sif and the others quickly helped him up, finding Heimdall's body cold and stiff.
"Your divine power has recovered?" Loki frowned, tightening his grip on the Gungnir, and moved closer to the device controlling the Rainbow Sword. "But you don't have Mjolnir."
Thor's tone was still as arrogant: "I am the God of Thunder, not the God of Hammers. I no longer need Mjolnir. I am Asgard's destined heir! And you are destined to be a failure!"
"No!"
"No!"
"I am the King of Asgard!"
Loki completely broke down, roaring hysterically, his entire face twisted and deformed.
"Good opportunity!"
Just as Loki was enraged, Loya, controlling Thor, seized another opening.
Thor brought his hands together, and endless lightning surged and compressed, forming a terrifying ball of lightning.
"Thunder Hadouken!"
The lightning ball, accompanied by a screech, rushed towards Loki.
"Despicable!"
Loki's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, narrowly landing beside the Bifrost control device.
Boom!
The lightning ball struck the wall of the Teleportation Hall, blasting a large hole.
Loki glanced at the charred hole, still shaken. When did his brother become so insidious, and his control over lightning so precise?
What did he learn in Midgard?!
At this moment, Thor's mind was also blank.
That lightning whip just now—he had lived for over a thousand years and never imagined lightning could be used with such precision.
And that lightning energy ball also demonstrated extreme control over lightning power.
He knew it was because of Loya's control.
But this was simply too outrageous.
A mere mortal, yet his application of lightning power surpassed his own so much.
Who exactly was the God of Thunder?
"Thor, you can't stop me!"
To everyone's surprise, Loki had already inserted the Guardian's Sword into the control device.
A rainbow light piercing through the galaxy lit up, and a beam of destruction shot towards Jotunheim!
And he went all out, directly breaking the Guardian's Sword with the Gungnir, cutting off any possibility of control.
"I've already killed the King of the Frost Giants, and now I'm going to destroy all of Jotunheim! I am the uncrowned King of Asgard!"
Thor's eyes changed dramatically upon hearing this. He wanted the Frost Giants to completely submit, not to destroy all of Jotunheim.
He urgently whispered, "Loya, help me stop Loki!"
No need to say more; this was Loya's task to begin with. He hadn't expected Loki to act so quickly and turn so dark.
The next moment.
Endless blue lightning enveloped Thor's entire body as he spread his arms and began to spin rapidly in place.
"Thunder Tornado Destroys the Bifrost Bridge!"
A thunder tornado, dozens of meters high, appeared on the Bifrost.
Everyone present watched, dumbfounded. Such a move existed?
The tornado approached Loki at an extremely fast speed, its momentum terrifying.
Watching the rapidly approaching tornado, Loki's face turned pale, and he was completely stunned, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. Was this a bit too much?
He hastily raised the Gungnir, and several energy beams shot forth.
However, it was useless.
The tornado was not only large but also fast.
With a few twists, it dodged the energy beams from the Gungnir aimed at Thor's body, and even if the remaining ones hit the tornado, it was futile; they couldn't stop its advance at all.
Zzzzz!
The tornado slammed into the Teleportation Hall, instantly shattering the entire hall, aiming for complete coverage.
Loki was also swept into the wind, and under Loya's precise operation, several thick electric snakes violently pierced his body.
His hair stood on end, white smoke came from his mouth, and he twitched and screamed from the electric shock.
"Ughhh—Ahhhhh!"
Immediately after, the tornado expanded a bit more, this time the lightning directly targeting the teleportation device itself.
Endless lightning surged into it, frantically destroying the body of the teleportation device.
Finally, under Loya's almost extreme pressure on Thor, the control device was destroyed.
Boom!
What followed was a violent explosion caused by the forced interruption of the Bifrost's energy.
The surging energy compressed in an instant, then expanded to its extreme in another instant.
The energy generated by the explosion even tore through space, forming a deep void that swallowed the already damaged Teleportation Hall.
But even before that, the surging tornado had already carried everyone to a safe zone.
The tornado subsided, and everyone present looked at the empty cosmic void, silent.
This was an Asgardian artifact, and it was destroyed just like that.
Only Thor, he was somewhat happy, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The Bifrost was gone, they could just build another one.
More importantly, he could stay in Asgard and wouldn't have to suffer in Midgard anymore.
Just as he was happily thinking, a familiar large hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, accompanied by Loya's smiling voice.
"Thor? What are you thinking about? So happy?"
Thor's scalp tingled, but under the influence of the controller, he couldn't turn his head, only asking with a trembling voice, "When did you get here?"
Loya smiled without speaking.
If it weren't for the system prompt, he wouldn't have teleported over.
[Special Hidden Side Quest Node Triggered — Ragnarök]