Chapter 174: Aftermath and Lucky Draw
Loya turned a blind eye to Loki's wailing, approaching him step by step, and said cheerfully, "Scream all you want, Loki. Even if you scream your throat raw, no one is coming to save you. You can only obediently let me capture you, and then—hehehe."
Loya didn't say what came next, only standing still slowly, looking down at Loki with a wicked grin.
At this moment, he raised a hand, and green light flowed within The Five Fingers.
The green light seemed to have a life of its own, interweaving in his palm as if brewing something.
This green light reflected on Loya's face, making his cheerful expression look like a vengeful spirit demanding a life.
Seeing this, Loki subconsciously shuddered, his body wriggling backward like a caterpillar, trying to get away from Loya.
After this incident, he had completely realized one thing.
That was, falling into anyone's hands was fine, except Loya's.
Once caught by Loya, there was truly no escape.
Illusion was useless against this guy, mind control was useless, and his magic and physical body were also crushed by the opponent.
And there was also some kind of unobservable surveillance method.
Even his best skill, his silver tongue, couldn't outtalk this bastard!
He was simply his natural counter!
Other than finding reinforcements, Loki couldn't think of any way to deal with Loya.
And if he fell into Loya's hands, there would be no chance to find reinforcements at all. He would only be at his mercy in the future, living a life worse than death!
Loki didn't even dare to think about what life would be like in Loya's hands.
"No, I absolutely cannot fall into Loya's hands!"
Alarm bells rang in Loki's mind. His brain worked rapidly, and he turned his gaze toward Fury by the table.
He quickly spoke up, "Hey, you! You one-eyed bald head, control your subordinate! Loya is using private torture. I am a prince of Asgard, and I demand to be judged by Midgard!"
Hearing the term 'one-eyed bald head', Fury couldn't help but frown, speechless in his heart: This guy is a fucking prince? Where are his manners? What kind of etiquette did he learn?
He stood up directly, walked over to the balcony, rested his hands on the railing, and leisurely looked at the night view, completely ignoring Loki's demand.
The legitimate heir of Asgard had already agreed to this, so how could this second prince have any say?
Fury had no intention of intervening in these matters. Since Loya, this alien diplomatic ambassador, had already negotiated it, there was no need for him to cause extra trouble.
Seeing Fury ignoring him, Loki cursed loudly, veins popping on his neck, "You damn one-eyed black bastard, you damn mortal! You can't even manage your own subordinate! You will regret this sooner or later!"
Fury still ignored him completely, not even raising an eyebrow. This Asgardian prince's verbal attack power was far too weak for him. And he called himself the God of Mischief.
Loki grew even angrier, his face flushing red as he scanned everyone present, as if trying to engrave their faces into his memory.
He roared loudly, "You damn mortals, I am a god! I will never yield! Just you wait, I will return for my revenge one day!"
Everyone present was somewhat speechless. Why did it feel like they were some bully gang picking on a child?
Just then, the green light in Loya's hand slowly condensed, turning into a green hat.
He smiled slightly, "Don't be sad, Loki. I have a gift for you."
After saying that, before Loki could even speak, Loyaslapped the hat onto Loki's head.
The moment the hat was put on, wisps of green light drifted out from it, then merged into Loki's body and disappeared.
Loki's expression instantly turned to horror, and he said in disbelief, "What did you do? You can actually seal my divine power? This is impossible!"
He felt his body sink, his limbs powerless, and a feeling of weakness arose from within, as if any random mortal could easily defeat him.
His divine power was completely unperceivable, as if it had vanished entirely.
He had now become a mortal, and a mortal even more fragile than an ordinary human.
Loya shrugged, a playful smile on his face, "I think you should be able to tell what this magic is. This is Asgard's sealing magic, taught to me by your father."
In reality, this sealing magic was researched from that rune magic notebook, combined with a bit of Loya's own understanding, and was not runic magic in essence.
But on the surface, it was no different from Rune Magic, which was perfectly fine for deceiving Loki and attacking his state of mind.
And this concerned the mission regarding Loki.
Loki said nothing, only staring blankly at the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.
His shoulders slumped, and his entire being seemed as if his spine had been removed.
He had already recognized it; this indeed was Rune Magic.
In other words, what Loya said before was true; it was indeed his father who had asked him to supervise him.
Father actually wanted to hand him over to a mortal's custody? He even specifically gave him the rune sealing magic, not even willing to meet in person.
Even Thor didn't get this kind of treatment. Was he really so much worse than Thor?
He couldn't even compare to a reckless brute?
Loki fell into deep self-doubt. He suddenly felt that everything he had done was completely meaningless.
Could it be that in his father's heart, he really was just a piece of trash?
At this moment, Loki sat on the ground with a green hat on his head and a lonely expression, looking quite miserable and comical.
If everyone didn't already know he was a prince of Asgard, they might have thought he was some unlucky bastard who had been cuckolded.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Loya took the Mind Scepter out of the System Space and handed it to Fury, who was looking at the scenery, "Director, this is Loki's scepter. Keep it safe. I'm ready to head back."
The Mind Scepter was of great importance, and it also related to his future plans to hollow out Hydra and Fury, so naturally, he couldn't keep it in his own hands.
At least not right now.
Fury's eyes lit up. He had always had designs on Loki's scepter.
After the Tesseract was gone, this thought became even stronger. The Earth side had to have enough strength to protect itself, rather than relying solely on a few individuals.
He had originally thought about asking Loya for it later, but he didn't expect it to be delivered right to his doorstep.
Fury smiled slightly and took the scepter.
Loya chatted with everyone present for a bit longer, and after leaving the site selection of the future Avengers base to Tony's arrangement, he vanished from the spot with Loki.
And the remaining people also went back to their respective homes, doing whatever they needed to do.
The matters on the Avengers' side had come to a temporary close, but the aftermath of the Battle of New York continued to ferment.
During the nearly ten hours Loya spent killing the Chitauri, the evacuated residents had also stayed outside the combat zone for nearly ten hours.
If it were normal times, they would have already started marching and protesting.
But this time, no such thing happened. Instead, it made them seek after the Avengers even more.
After all, they were firsthand witnesses who knew how terrifying the aliens were. The Avengers had fought for so long, it must have been very hard on them, and who knew how badly they had been injured.
Of course, these were all imaginations.
In reality, it was Loya's one-sided slaughter of the aliens, though his methods of slaughter were a bit too brutal and incomprehensible.
Fury blockaded the area so that ordinary people couldn't know the truth of the matter, which was also to avoid causing other repercussions.
However, videos of the Avengers' battle had already spread all over the internet during these nearly ten hours.
Letting the public know that there was actually such a superhero team protecting them.
Countless people instantly became fans of the Avengers.
Merchants with business minds had even manufactured merchandise related to the Avengers in this short amount of time, making a killing.
And among the members of the Avengers, the most popular was undoubtedly the Wolf God Cult Divine Envoy played by Loya at the time.
After all, the scene at the time was too shocking. Tens of thousands of people took flight simultaneously and were precisely transferred to safe areas, preventing who knew how many casualties.
This was no computer-generated special effect, but a miracle witnessed with their own eyes by tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of people!
Loya's popularity among the Avengers members was, without a doubt, in a league of its own as number one.
It was only because Loya was wearing a mask at the time that no one could know his true face, casting an even greater veil of mystery over the matter.
They could only temporarily refer to him as Lord Divine Envoy.
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On various forums and media outlets, discussions about the Wolf God had reached their peak.
No matter how experts analyzed and explained it, they could not deny a fact recognized by the majority of the public.
That was, the Wolf God truly existed, and the Wolf God Cult truly had a god!
This was a fact proven by miracles!
And the impact of this on the Wolf God Cult was also immense.
This small sect, which had been suppressed by local religions, instantly leaped to become the most sought-after sect.
Those sects that had previously suppressed the Wolf God Cult were directly boycotted and attacked by various factions, collapsing within a mere few hours.
After all, whether other religions had gods was unknown, but the Wolf God Cult truly had one and had even displayed miracles; who dared to question it?
Countless believers converted to the Wolf God, and those without faith joined; the phones of the Wolf God Cult were almost ringing off the hook.
Even many high-ranking officials and nobles donated money to the Wolf God Cult, just to be able to pray in the front row of the sect.
The supernatural blogger who had previously vindicated the Wolf God on the internet saw their fame skyrocket directly, with countless people rushing to send money and gifts just to catch a glimpse of him.
And these were just surface-level conditions; deeper down, there were even more undercurrents surging.
But Loya, the focal point of all this, did not care much about it.
He was not someone who liked to show his face in public, otherwise he wouldn't have worn a mask when saving people earlier, let alone the fact that receiving too much attention would make it inconvenient to complete tasks.
Disguising himself as the Wolf God's messenger was merely for the convenience of subsequent tests regarding the magic of faith.
He cared more about tasks and the lucky draw.
At this time, Loya had already brought Loki back to the island.
He casually placed Loki beside the vegetable garden, flicked his finger, and a ball of the "Eternal Flame" landed on Loki, burning fiercely.
But it did not harm Loki in the slightest.
Seeing himself on fire, Loki was startled at first, thinking Loya was going to silence him, but soon found that he was safe and sound, and even felt a little comfortable.
From the inside out, from soul to flesh, he felt much more relaxed.
Suppressing that feeling of comfort, he let out a cold snort at Loya: "Loya, don't think I'll forgive you just because you did this, we are not done! I will definitely get my revenge!"
Loya didn't speak, just smiled and stared at him.
Staring at Loki until his hair stood on end, he crossed his arms over his chest and retreated repeatedly: "Don't do anything reckless, my sexual orientation is very normal. If you dare to treat me like this, I'll go die!"
Clearly Loki had misunderstood something.
Loya was speechless, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, and he said indifferently: "You are really narcissistic enough; I think you should be called the God of Narcissism."
"You!", Loki was furious and wanted to refute, but after uttering a single word, there was no more sound.
His mouth opened and closed, but there was no sound.
Loya didn't give Loki a chance to speak, backhanding him with a gag, and then retracted the "Eternal Flame".
"As expected, it doesn't work."
Burning Loki once with the "Eternal Flame" completely failed to complete the node task of "Ragnarök".
It seemed the operation on Thor could not be replicated.
Actually, it was normal; previously when Loya used the "Eternal Flame" to burn Venom, it was the same—besides making Venom comfortable, it had no effect of returning to its pure, true essence, or rather, its essence was just like that.
Loki was the same; he himself was the god of lies and mischief, and returning to his essence was still this.
Not to mention the task requirements of finding self-meaning and returning to family.
However, this was within Loya's expectations; his deliberate attack on Loki's mind was just to pave the way for this task.
This guy needed to settle down properly, and it had to be under the name of Odin to take effect quickly.
Loki actually craved family affection—how should I put it, it should be tsundere, right? What he wanted and what he did were completely different, thus embarking on a crooked path, which also belonged to a bizarre train of thought.
Loya lifted the gag on Loki, pointed at the vegetable garden in front of him, and said: "From now on, your task is to weed and fertilize all the vegetable gardens here. If there is even a single weed, or if you dare to slack off, you won't get any food."
"What?" Loki widened his eyes in disbelief, "You actually want me, the Prince of Asgard, this noble god, to grow vegetables? To do these lowly things?"
He once again discovered Loya's cruelty; this was to torture him mentally, destroy his will, trample his dignity, and break his proud bones. This was ten thousand times more terrifying than killing him directly!
Loya shrugged with a smile: "That's right, this is Odin's intention. He will come to inspect later. Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth."
As for if you don't do it, I really won't give you food. Your current physical strength is only at the level of the mortals you speak of; you can try the cost of not eating.
He wanted Loki to look at the world from another perspective, and then proceed with the next step of operation.
This inspiration came from the feelings during the "Mercy Blessing"; this move had miraculous effects on guys who weren't thoroughly rotten.
"This cannot be Father's intention!" Loki screamed in breakdown.
He could not believe that his father would make such a decision, completely casting aside the dignity of the Protoss. How could high and mighty gods do such a thing?
Subjected to continuous shocks, this God of Lies could now completely no longer distinguish the truth from falsehood in Loya's words.
Loya simply said indifferently: "Believe it or not, anyway, you want to escape is impossible."
Having said that, he turned and left, leaving behind a despair-stricken Loki.
Loki stood in place, subconsciously grabbing at his hair, but only grabbed a green hat.
"Damn your green hat!"
Furious, he wanted to throw away the green hat, only to find that this green hat seemed to be stuck to his head. No matter how he shook it, he couldn't shake it off, and instead, the more he pulled, the tighter it got.
"Ahhhhhh! Loya! You bastard!"
In the silent night sky, Loki's impotent roar echoed.
And Loya had already returned to the villa, happily going to take a bath.
Leisurely whistling came from the bathroom.
In the process of taking a bath, he couldn't help but ponder the effect in the "Mercy Blessing" that could select eligible candidates to become apostles.
This ability was also extremely powerful, not only granting others incredible power, but also feeding back the enhancement of others' power to Loya himself.
Developing this ability had great prospects; other people worked hard while he lay back and won, truly a lazy person's gospel.
It's just that this qualification assessment—was a bit hard to understand.
Or rather, he wasn't clear on what the specific criteria were, but if a qualified person appeared in front of him, he could tell.
Strangely enough, Loya looked through the people of the Avengers, and none of them met the qualifications. How strange.
Could even someone like Steve not make the cut?
Unable to think of an answer for a moment, Loya stopped agonizing over it; anyway, being anxious was useless.
He wiped his body clean, put on a comfortable pair of pajamas, returned to the bed, and clicked open the system panel.
[Level: 19 (4000 / 25000)]
[Strength: 24]
[Constitution: 24]
[Intelligence: 25]
[Remaining Lucky Draws: 2]
[Remaining Free Attribute Points: 6]
The experience required to level up increased by another five thousand. This was within expectations, as there had been similar situations before.
But the requirement for entering the dungeon was also getting closer and closer.
After evenly distributing the free attribute points, Loya cast his gaze towards the lucky draw counts, and devoutly chanted in his heart: "Three Pure Ones, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Jesus, God, Old Man Stan Lee—bless me to draw a good thing."
[Congratulations on acquiring the ability: Nothing Cannot Be Cut]
[Congratulations on acquiring the item: Nursery Rhyme Music Box]
[Nothing Cannot Be Cut: Anything that can be seen by mortal eyes can be severed]
[Nursery Rhyme Music Box: Can play nursery rhymes that strike straight to the heart, awakening the deepest and most beautiful memories within the target's heart, plunging the target into a flashback kill, ignoring external stimuli (Note: Do not use it on beings without emotions or who have never had good memories, or it might backfire)]
[Evaluation: The key to defeating the Demon King is hidden in the nursery rhyme]
Chapter 175: What Do You Mean the Sentinel Slaughtered All of Humanity?
Seeing the abilities and items obtained on the system panel, Loya's eyes lit up.
The ability "Absolute Cut" instantly sparked many whimsical ideas in his mind.
Abilities with such extremely brief descriptions often left a vast amount of room for development.
Just like the ability "Telekinesis Control," its description was extremely brief, yet the functionality developed from it was incredibly powerful.
Controlling objects and Flight were just basic operations.
He could now condense his telekinetic power to form a shield to block all kinds of attacks.
He could also condense his telekinetic power into various invisible weapons, specializing his attack types and increasing their lethality.
And this was just its application on a macro level.
On a micro level, he could also use telekinesis to forcibly aggregate multiple energies, causing even greater damage.
He could even penetrate the human body with telekinesis to exert various influences at the cellular level, strengthening cellular functions or destroying cellular structures.
He could even use telekinesis to perform surgery; for instance, clearing a cerebral thrombosis was as easy as turning over his hand.
The system really should grant him an achievement like "Cerebral Thrombosis Treatment Master."
These were all various applications and derivations of his telekinetic ability.
The same applied to the ability "Absolute Cut"; there were countless ways it could be applied.
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"Anything that can be seen by the eyes can be cut."
Loya murmured softly in his heart, the light in his eyes growing brighter.
Without a doubt, this was a very powerful conceptual ability that could cut through anything the eyes could see.
But as for its limitations and constraints in application...
Loya didn't think any further. Instead, he stood up directly, preparing to test this ability.
As the saying goes, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.
After a moment of thought, he took out an exquisitely decorated box from the System Space.
Opening the box slowly, he found a dark gray, bar-shaped metal about the length of an arm inside.
It was precisely that piece of Uru Metal that Odin had given Loya before.
Uru Metal was one of the hardest metals in the Marvel Universe. It was difficult to destroy by conventional means, and even forging it was an extremely difficult task that required using a stellar forge.
Such a material was perfect for testing this conceptual ability.
Loya placed the Uru Metal on the table, secretly activated the ability, and then brought The Five Fingers of his right hand together to form a hand-blade.
He chopped down gently toward the Uru Metal, feeling no resistance whatsoever, as if he were slicing through thin air.
The piece of Uru Metal was cleanly split in two, the cut as smooth as a mirror without a single flaw.
Seeing this scene, Loya's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap! This is ridiculous!"
Chopping Uru Metal with bare hands—if this were to happen in Asgard, it would definitely be considered madness.
Odin probably wouldn't believe that someone could chop Uru Metal with their bare hands, let alone do it so smoothly.
He might be able to destroy Uru Metal with his powerful divine power, but to split it open so effortlessly was likely beyond even him.
The difference between the two was simply too vast.
The experiment wasn't over yet. This time, Loya didn't use a hand-blade; instead, he slapped the Uru Metal directly with his palm.
With a slap, the Uru Metal remained completely unharmed. He then tried punches and kicks, but they still didn't work.
"As expected, the prerequisite of a'slashing' form must be met to unleash this ability."
Every time he obtained a new ability, Loya always wanted to see if he could find a loophole, which was why he had made those attempts just now.
If "slash" could be defined by himself, there would be so much more room for exploitation.
Every single move would be a slash, maxing out his destructive power.
Unfortunately, it didn't work that way. A slash had to at least conform to normal perception, rather than absurd forms like slaps or punches being counted as slashes.
Having understood that a slashing form was required, Loyatransformed his telekinesis into a blade while also condensing a cyan wind blade, using "Absolute Cut" once again.
The two slashes swept across the Uru Metalsimultaneously. Sure enough, the Uru Metal was easily sliced open once again.
"That's more like it!"
Loya's eyes were filled with excitement. Attacks condensed into a proper slashing form could trigger the effect of "Absolute Cut."
This directly boosted his current raw attack power to the absolute limit.
No matter how powerful the defense, it could not withstand such a slash.
Of course, this didn't make him invincible. After all, many enemies wouldn't die just because they were cut in half, and defenses wouldn't necessarily fail just because they were breached.
Furthermore, he might not always hit the opponent, and some life forms completely ignored the damage brought by slashes.
However, this ability was indeed powerful. It would be extremely convenient whenever he wanted to destroy something in the future; it was practically a divine skill that ignored defense.
After thinking for a moment, Loya activated "Mind Meditation," and the world before his eyes changed dramatically.
He could now see the flow of energy that was previously invisible to the naked eye. These energies crisscrossed like rivers, flowing through the air.
Loya selected a stream of energy and gently swung his hand-blade.
There was no physical sensation in his hand, but he could feel that something had been severed.
The river-like energy was instantly severed, only reconnecting after a brief moment.
"Interesting."
The corners of Loya's mouth curled up slightly, the joy in his eyes growing even more pronounced.
Just as the ability's description stated, as long as it was something the eyes could see, it could be cut.
Countless ideas flooded his mind.
If he could see something abstract like "regeneration," could he sever an enemy's healing effect, making them unable to recover?
What if he could see abstract concepts like time, causality, or destiny?
Could those be severed as well?
Or even existence itself?
Loya couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, but all of this had a prerequisite: he had to be able to see these things first.
"If only I could get an ability to see those abstract concepts sometime. When that day comes, who would dare take a hit from my slash?
I'd slice them to pieces!"
It was a nice thought, and perhaps he could draw such an ability in the future, but that was a matter for later.
At least for now, "Absolute Cut" was already sufficient. Whoever he slashed would be dumbfounded, and whoever tried to block it would look like a clown.
Loya couldn't help but think of a property of the "solar judgment": Immortality.
The effect was that it could never be damaged. Would the effect of Absolute Cut be able to damage it?
An alternative spear and shield.
Loya thought about it and decided not to try. In the realm of slashing, the "solar judgment" indeed couldn't compare to "Absolute Cut."
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However, the former still possessed all kinds of special effects, making it a trump card against different enemies.
In any case, it wasn't something he should try.
Loya turned his gaze to the newly acquired item—the "nursery rhyme music box."
A special item that awakened the target's beautiful memories, sharing a similar purpose with the "three hundred childrens songs."
It was hard to say which was better; they each had their own merits.
In any case, both belonged to the category of soul-purifying items, just with different focuses.
If used well, either could turn an enemy into a friend and deliver a counterattack.
However, he preferred the "nursery rhyme music box" because singing was honestly a bit too embarrassing for him.
Loya shook his head, put the sliced pieces of Uru Metalback into the System Space, and then picked up the "nursery rhyme music box."
He then walked toward the vegetable garden.
If he hadn't obtained this item, he wouldn't even have remembered that he could influence Loki this way. Now was the perfect opportunity; he believed that once Lokisaw those beautiful memories, he would definitely be touched.
Arriving at the vegetable garden, he saw Loki sitting on the ground, completely disregarding the dirt around him. The green light above his head cast a highly desolate glow on him.
Hearing footsteps behind him, he whipped his head around, his eyes fierce: "Loya, what are you here for now? To laugh at me? I will never submit! My father's test for me cannot possibly be farming!"
During the time Loya was away, Loki had thought a lot, staring at the vegetable patch in front of him and pondering for a long time.
He was utterly perplexed. What connection did farming have with a test? What life philosophy could he possibly realize from it? It made no sense at all!
Hearing this, Loya decided not to use the "nursery rhyme music box" immediately. Instead, he chose to make up a reason for Loki first to bluff him, making it easier to guide him later.
He walked over to Loki, sat down slowly, made his tone sound as peaceful as possible, and lied through his teeth: "This is actually to let you experience life and learn to look at things from different perspectives. Farming itself isn't the goal; it's merely a means."
"Pfft," Loki sneered. "What a ridiculous reason. I am the God of Lies and Mischief; your excuse is full of holes."
Aside from making him break out in a foul sweat and satisfying the twisted humor of the freak in front of him, what other point was there?
Having thought about it here for so long, he had already realized Loya's true intention: it was simply to torture him, with his father's words being used as a mere excuse.
Loya shook his head, thinking to himself: *He really isn't easy to fool, but I still have Plan B.*
He smiled slightly and continued, "Do you know why your Natural Magic is so weak?"
"Bullshit!" Loki was furious and was about to retort, but he suddenly froze. His expression fluctuated rapidly, and he fell silent.
If anyone else had said his Natural Magic was weak, Lokiwould have definitely unleashed a combo of spells on them without hesitation.
But with Loya saying it, he truly had no way to refute it.
Back during the Battle of New York, the strength of the Natural Magic Loya displayed indeed surpassed his wildest imagination.
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Seeing that Loki was not speaking, Loya said in an extremely calm tone with words that pierced straight to the heart: "The reason is actually very simple. You don't understand what nature is at all, nor do you know how to communicate with nature, let alone truly use nature magic."
"In other words, you are merely using magic mechanically, with no spirituality to speak of. If it weren't for the fact that you are the Prince of Asgard, you would simply be a rookie magician."
"Loki!!!" Loki suddenly stood up, his entire body turning red as he roared, "You damned bastard! I'm going to kill you!"
As he spoke, he lunged toward Loya, his gaze looking as if he wanted to devour Loya alive.
Loki simply could not tolerate others insulting his magical talent like this.
Even if he wasn't the Prince of Asgard, he could still become a master of magic just the same!
However, with just a slight movement of Loya's mind, Lokiwas frozen in place.
This fellow was no different from an ordinary person right now, completely unable to pose any threat.
Loya slowly stood up, looking straight at the ferocious-looking Loki with a slight smile: "You simply haven't seen what true nature magic is, nor have you seen what true communication with nature is."
As his voice fell, he quietly used an ability.
"Now, look at me again."
The next moment, the look in Loki's eyes as he gazed at Loya completely changed.
From anger to shock, and then to disbelief, within a short span of time, he experienced multiple violent emotional fluctuations.
Even his mouth involuntarily opened.
It was no wonder he was so uncomposed.
Rather, in Loki's eyes, Loya's appearance and physique hadn't changed at all, but it gave him a very bizarre illusion.
Loya had become him!
Loki felt as if he were looking into a mirror; if the face were covered, Loya would look just like a stronger version of himself.
"Th-this—what kind of magic is this?"
It wasn't that Loki didn't know transformation spells, but the feeling Loya gave him right now was completely beyond the effect a transformation spell could achieve.
It was simply copy and paste; apart from the different appearance, everything else was completely identical, right down to the aura and temperament!
But none of that was the main point.
The point was that Loki felt a resonance from Loya, a very familiar feeling, as if they were bound by blood.
He almost subconsciously thought whether his deceased Frost Giant father had an illegitimate child left on Earth.
What is going on here?
There's such bizarre magic too?
Loya did not answer, simply continuing to undergo various strange transformations.
From flowers, plants, and trees, to insects, birds, and beasts, and finally even Odin.
Loki's mouth was wide open, completely dumbfounded.
Every time Loya transformed, it was as if he truly became that kind of existence.
The exterior didn't change, but the interior completely became that kind of existence.
If it was a flower, it was a humanoid flower; if it was grass, it was humanoid grass.
The first impression was not the concept of a human, but the concept of whatever he had transformed into.
Earlier, when he saw the other party transform into Odin in a sense, Loki almost yelled "Dad."
That feeling of facing a father could not be wrong at all; it was completely identical.
His magic was sealed, but his discernment was still there; this was definitely not an illusion, it was a genuine feeling.
A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed Loki's mind: could this be what Loya meant by communicating with nature? Could it be this perverted?
Loya ended the ability and slowly spoke: "This is true communication with nature. You are also a part of nature; without truly experiencing the various things of nature, how can you truly communicate with nature? Do you understand now why you were asked to farm?"
This was the effect brought by the Blessing of the sun · Compassion, the ability of all things to interchange and empathize, which was also a form of empathetic ability.
Compassion, compassion—only by empathizing can one truly achieve compassion.
Through this ability, Loya could easily interchange with all things, as if truly becoming all things. Used here for communicating with nature, the effect was unexpectedly good.
It was also a masterclass tool for camouflage.
To put it simply, if Loya lay on the ground wearing a ghillie suit, people wouldn't think it was a person at all; they would think it was a patch of grass shaped like a person.
This was the power of the interchange of all things in the Compassion Blessing, truly putting oneself in another's shoes and empathizing, and it was also one of the origins of the life color of the Power of the Sun in the System introduction information.
The introduction was very generalized and still required slow comprehension.
This hand of operation naturally frightened Loki; this concept was probably something he, a high and mighty god, had never thought of.
How could a god ever pay attention to the dust beneath their feet?
Loki's eyes changed drastically, and his expression slowly calmed down after seeing what Loya displayed.
He had clearly accepted this fact and acknowledged that growing vegetables was part of the process.
Since Loya could achieve this, saying he was a magic rookie really wasn't wrong.
Loki couldn't even understand how this was accomplished at all.
So this was his father's good intentions.
He seemed to understand something.
At the same time, unconsciously, a trace of admiration for Loya arose within him.
To personally comprehend so many things of nature, how much hardship must one have gone through?
Loya sensed the change in Loki's emotions, and thus lifted the restriction.
Loki let out a sigh, didn't say a word, and simply walked silently into the vegetable garden, squatted down, and pulled up a weed.
Seeing this, Loya was somewhat surprised that it had taken effect so quickly.
Although his expression was still unconvinced, his body was quite honest after all.
He really was good at making up stories.
Tricking the God of Lies to such an extent, how could this not be considered an achievement?
Loya thought about it and finally put away the nursery rhyme music box. Since Loki had already changed somewhat, there was no need to do so much all at once.
This matter still had to be approached step by step; a change in mindset could not be achieved overnight.
Who could guarantee that Loki's happy memories were truly happy in the public's perception?
The next day, Loya slept until he naturally woke up and went to take a look at the vegetable garden.
Loki was actually still pulling weeds; he had clearly been pulling them the entire night.
Loya very much wanted to tell Loki that he didn't need to pull weeds by hand, as there were tools right beside him.
Besides, why be in such a rush?
He couldn't possibly really think it was just as simple as pulling weeds, right?
Did he really think just pulling weeds would let him pass a fabricated test?
Or was it purely his competitive spirit acting up?
Loya thought about it, didn't say a word, and let him be. Wasn't this also a form of comprehending nature?
Right?
Anyway, as long as the mission could be completed, that was fine.
Suppressing a smile, he quietly disappeared from the island and arrived at the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
Loya and Fury came to the room where Deadpool was being detained. At this moment, Deadpool was still fast asleep, sleeping quite sweetly.
Loya snapped his fingers, and Deadpool quickly woke up from his dream.
As soon as he woke up, he let out a huge yawn: "Woohoo! Slept so comfortably!"
Then he saw Loya and Fury standing in front of him.
Deadpool greeted them with a grin: "Hi! Handsome, your face is only a tiny bit worse than mine used to be, but sneaking up on people isn't a good habit, oh."
He looked over at Fury again, his tone snarky and wretched: "Hi! Black-headed Nick Fury, I'm seeing you again. What a pity, you're not dead yet."
Hearing this moniker, the corners of Fury's eyes twitched continuously, but he still patiently introduced the organization S.H.I.E.L.D., as well as Loya's position within S.H.I.E.L.D. right beside him.
But before he could finish, Deadpool interrupted: "Stop, stop, stop! Don't ramble on, I don't like talking to brainless, mentally challenged idiots like you. Compared to your garbage S.H.I.E.L.D. introduction that I've heard hundreds of times, I'm much more curious about this handsome guy in front of me."
His gaze shifted to Loya, full of curiosity, completely ignoring Fury, whose veins were bulging from anger.
Loya just smiled slightly, his tone calm: "Hello, Deadpool, I am Avengers Captain Loya."
Hearing these words, Deadpool's pupils abruptly constricted.
This short sentence gave him far too much information.
This handsome man seemed to be the same kind of person as him?
Being witty, he immediately reacted and felt pity for Fury in this Universe.
Deadpool said with a smile: "Captain Loya, it seems you know quite a bit. Are you and I the same kind of person?"
Loya shook his head: "I think not. I am merely an ordinary mage who loves reading books. It's not strange to know a little more, right?"
"Not strange, not strange at all~" Deadpool drew out his tone, his voice full of profound meaning.
Fury on the side was completely baffled; he always felt there was a hidden meaning between these two people, yet he couldn't understand it.
Seeing that Deadpool was so cooperative, Loya got straight to the point: "I wonder what you robbed the Tesseract for? You should know where this thing can be used and where it cannot be used."
Deadpool shrugged, not hiding anything, and said casually: "The reason is actually very simple. Sentinel went out of control and slaughter slaughtered all humanity. I just wanted to change some endings, and as for the Tesseract, it's just a medium."
Loya: "?"
Chapter 176: Preparing to Head to the Mutant Universe
As Deadpool's words fell, the room fell into complete silence.
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Fury's pupils constricted, his brow involuntarily furrowing into a tight knot as he looked at Deadpool with eyes full of suspicion and alertness.
What is this guy talking about?
Sentinels losing control?
Slaughtered all of humanity?
What even is a Sentinel?
How come I don't know anything about this thing slaughtering all of humanity?
Aren't I still alive and well?
Fury was utterly baffled, instinctively assuming Deadpoolwas talking nonsense.
After all, according to the intel from Blade, being controlled by Loki did not affect one's thoughts and memories.
According to Blade, even when under control, this fellow Deadpool was constantly spouting nonsense, often saying bizarre, incomprehensible things.
Fury instinctively wanted to ask Loya; the bizarre conversation between the two just now had already proven that they seemed to know each other.
But before he could ask, Loya spoke up first, his tone carrying surprise and gravity: "Sentinels slaughtered all of humanity? Which Sentinel are you talking about?"
Hearing Loya actually ask which Sentinel, Deadpoolbecame even more certain of his suspicion.
He chuckled, his eyebrows wiggling as if dancing: "Don't be so surprised. Of course it's the Sentinel robots. If it were that Sentinel, I wouldn't even think of resisting—I'd have run away long ago."
Hearing this answer, Loya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
So it was the robot Sentinels; that was manageable then.
If it were that Sentinel configured with the "power of a million exploding suns," then there would be no playing around.
That guy's combat power was ridiculously exaggerated, completely beyond what Loya could deal with at his current stage.
If that fellow was slaughtering all of humanity, then even if a quest could be triggered from Deadpool with extremely generous rewards...
...he still wouldn't go; saving his own life was far more important.
But robot Sentinels were a different story.
While these Sentinels were also formidable in combat, they weren't that absurd, falling within the realm of something manageable.
Plus, having the ability "Absolute Cut" made dealing with them even easier.
Seeing Loya actually pursue which Sentinel it was, Furywas suddenly shocked. Could this really be true?
But isn't humanity still alive and well?
We just defeated an alien army yesterday, so how are they talking about all of humanity being slaughtered right now?
What does this mean?
Am I actually dead? In heaven right now? Is everything just a dream?
Or is this Deadpool someone from the future?
Did future humanity create robots only to end up wiping themselves out?
Many guesses flashed through Fury's mind, only leaving him increasingly confused. Truly unable to make sense of the situation, he spoke up to ask, "Loya, what are you two talking about? Why can't I understand any of this?"
Loya didn't explain, only turning his head to reply, "Director, I'll explain to you later. I need to understand the basic situation first."
It was normal for Fury to be confused; after all, he didn't know about the Multiverse yet.
Those so-called parallel universe hypotheses were, after all, merely hypotheses, so Fury naturally wouldn't think in that direction right away.
But now was not the time to explain. Loya needed to first understand the basic situation of the other Universe and formulate a plan.
He had a strong premonition that this would definitely trigger a quest.
Loya turned back to Deadpool and asked again, "Aren't Sentinels supposed to deal with Mutants? How did they end up killing humans? That doesn't make sense, does it?"
In his past life, he had watched quite a few Marvel movies, TV shows, and read comics, but it was impossible to have seen them all. As for the situation Deadpool described, he wasn't clear about it.
Hearing Loya's question, Deadpool took a deep breath. He was now completely certain that Loya was just like him.
In this vast Universe, meeting a kindred spirit was truly not easy.
In high spirits, he didn't keep him in suspense and answered directly, "Of course it's trouble humanity brought upon themselves. The Sentinels can identify any human carrying the gene, and every human has latent genes, so you know the rest.
The group who built the robot Sentinels was the first to suffer, blown to smithereens, and after that came the Sentinels' one-sided slaughter."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Deadpool smacked his lips. "You have no idea how tragic the scene was. City after city fell without a single survivor left. Mutants or ordinary humans, everyone got the exact same treatment."
He shook his head and continued, "Later, Mutants banded together to resist the Sentinels. At first, it showed some results, but before long, the Sentinels actually updated and iterated autonomously—they evolved!
And their numbers grew more and more. Holding the advantage in both quality and quantity, the Mutant side naturally suffered defeat after defeat, and then—"
Having said this, Deadpool stopped, scratched his chin, and sighed, "Ah, talking for so long has made my mouth dry. A certain Nick Fury in this room is just standing there, not even pouring a glass of Water. How rude."
There was naturally no need to say who the Nick Fury was; he practically read out his ID number.
However, out of curiosity about the matter of "Sentinels slaughtering all of humanity" and the potential threat it might represent...
Fury didn't say much, merely turning around silently and bringing over a glass of Water for Deadpool with a darkened face.
Deadpool took the glass of Water, didn't drink, tossed it aside, gave a thumbs-up, and praised, "It's got to be you, Director Nick Fury, so observant!"
Fury practically had question marks sprouting over his head, thoroughly speechless inside: Is this guy sick in the head? Thirsty but won't drink, messing with me on purpose, huh?
He couldn't quite keep up with Deadpool's erratic nature, while simultaneously feeling an inexplicable malice coming from him.
Having messed with Fury, Deadpool stretched with refreshed spirits and picked up where he left off: "And then—well, there wasn't really much else. Mutants could only flee, thinking of counter-strategies while on the run.
When I left, not many Mutants remained, and nearly seventy percent of humanity had been slaughtered. Humanity slaughtered by weapons they created themselves—truly ironic enough."
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and changed the subject: "But I feel Sentinels slaughtering humans wasn't just as simple as human technical error; there must be other special factors involved."
Loya raised an eyebrow: "How so?"
Deadpool chuckled, confusion also in his eyes: "When I left, several Sentinels were hunting me from behind. One of them could have caught up to me, but it was stopped by another Sentinel."
He paused and continued, "Though even if I got caught it wouldn't matter since I can regenerate. But that Sentinel's behavior was very strange—completely decoupled from programmed settings, looking more like it had its own consciousness. That Sentinel was deliberately helping me leave."
"This—"
Loya frowned slightly; Deadpool's explanation was fairly reasonable.
In the Mutant Universe, every human indeed carried the gene; it was just a matter of whether it activated.
Sentinels slaughtering humans wasn't too bizarre of a thing either—infinite Multiverse, infinite possibilities.
It was just that certain details were quite strange.
For instance, the autonomous iterative evolution, as well as Deadpool's mention of a Sentinel deliberately helping him escape.
Was it that the Sentinels created by humanity in that Universe were too absurd, or was there some other unknown factor at play?
Loya suppressed his doubts and continued asking, "Didn't Jean Grey among the Mutants intervene? Dealing with Sentinels shouldn't be difficult for her."
He knew how powerful Jean Grey was, wielding the Phoenix Force, one of Marvel's three ancient powers.
Even if not the complete version, it shouldn't be something Sentinels could handle.
Sentinels could indeed adapt to most Mutant abilities, but Jean Grey's abilities certainly weren't among them.
Moreover, once Jean Grey went berserk, no matter how many Sentinels there were, it would only spell death.
Deadpool shook his head, his tone teasing: "Jean Grey, huh? She died a long time ago. Long before there were Sentinels, she was already stabbed to death by some guy who loves showing off his muscles, flexing his beef, and acting cool—and that guy felt guilty for decades."
Loya nodded slowly. Translated, Deadpool's words simply meant Wolverine had stabbed Jean Grey to death.
Then he had roughly sorted it out: the Universe Deadpoolwas talking about should be the universe of X-Men: Days of Future Past, or perhaps a variant of it.
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After all, in the original universe story, the Sentinel neither slaughtered humans nor underwent self-iterative evolution and possible self-awareness.
Having roughly confirmed this, Loya had only one last question left. He raised an eyebrow at Deadpool: "Then what does this have to do with robbing the Tesseract?"
Deadpool's gaze shifted for a split second, then returned to normal instantly. He said casually: "Of course it does. Do you think these scrawny arms and legs of mine can block a Sentinel? The Professor and the others have already thought of a way to change things, but it takes time."
He shrugged: "I just wanted to use the Tesseract to make a weapon, and then go over to help buy some time, that's all. It's that simple."
"The Tesseract cannot be used over there, but some weapons that don't use the Tesseract's energy can. I just want to use the Tesseract's energy to make such weapons."
The tone of Deadpool's speech was very normal, and the shift in his gaze was concealed extremely well.
But Loya's perception had long since reached a non-human level among non-humans.
What's more, he had been observing every move of Deadpool and his emotional changes using the "Minds Eye".
He was very certain that what Deadpool just said about the Tesseract was a lie!
But not entirely a lie.
Deadpool making weapons with the Tesseract was definitely not as simple as just helping to buy time; there must be other reasons.
But Loya did not expose him.
Since the other party didn't want to say, there was no need to keep asking.
He asked about the Tesseract just to cope with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s routine investigation.
If he acted too aggressive and made Deadpool too guarded, it wouldn't be good for the subsequent quest release.
Thinking of this, Loya intended to speak to guide Deadpoolinto releasing the quest, but before he had the chance, Deadpool spoke first.
He looked at Loya, rubbing his hands together, and ingratiatingly said: "Loya, considering that we are the same kind of people, do me a favor, won't you?"
"Lend me the Tesseract to use, and I'll return it to you very soon. You know I can't take it away."
If Deadpool had known earlier that the Avengers Captain and senior S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent of this universe was the same kind of person as himself,
he wouldn't have stolen the Tesseract at all; he would have just come and asked directly.
As for why he didn't ask Fury, needless to say?
Fury would never let him use the Tesseract.
This Nick Fury head living in a snake pit was extremely cautious, and would never agree to such a thing.
However, it was also because of Loya, this fellow of the same kind, that Deadpool's plan failed.
Clearly Loki shouldn't have appeared at this time, yet he happened to show up.
This was obviously thanks to this guy Loya.
Deadpool felt very helpless and depressed inside: Could the resistance to him accomplishing that matter really be this great? Could the things he wanted truly not be changed?
Encountering such major plot changes.
How hateful!
Damn Marvel ***, I * you **, go to hell!
Loya didn't know Deadpool's inner monologue was so dramatic. He shook his head: "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that won't do."
"What?" Deadpool widened his eyes in disbelief, "You're actually unwilling, we are——"
Before he could finish, Loya waved his hand to interrupt him: "Don't be anxious. My point is, since you are doing this to buy time, I'll just go help you. It shouldn't be a difficult task for me to hold back those robots for a while."
"You?" Deadpool was stunned, then burst out laughing, "Stop messing around, buddy. You are indeed the AvengersCaptain, but so what? Even if all the Avengers members went together right now, they couldn't beat a Sentinel."
He shook his head: "Those guys are big, strong, have numerous abilities, and their numbers are endless, even being continuously manufactured. Not even the Hulk can hold out for long, let alone you. You and I are the same kind of person, don't you know that clearly?"
Deadpool had been put to sleep by Loya's sleep spell earlier and had been sleeping until now.
He knew nothing about the scene where Loya used magic to teleport tens of thousands of people together during the Battle of New York, nor his subsequent solo slaughter of the Chitauri army.
In Deadpool's eyes, Loya's ability was just that his palms could glow. Even becoming the Avengers Captain wasn't a big deal.
With foresight and certain abilities, just planning it out properly would do.
So what if he could defeat a few Sentinels?
The number of Sentinels was simply too vast. It was not just an overwhelming crushing in quality, but even more so in quantity.
So what if you have abilities? There will only be more Sentinels!
You have to know that was the Mutant universe, where abilities were the least lacking thing.
Even Thor would be exhausted to death if he went there.
Let alone that the ability Loya displayed was merely a glowing palm.
What use is this ability?
Go cheer for the Sentinels?
Deadpool's gaze towards Loya became somewhat eccentric. He felt that this guy couldn't have grown arrogant after becoming the Avengers Captain, right?
Loya knew Deadpool wouldn't believe it. He didn't explain further either. Instead, he flipped his palm, and a piece of cut Uru Metal appeared in his hand.
Seeing this, Deadpool's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "Wow, you even have spatial storage ability? This ability is so cool. That way I can bring my pistol onto a plane, jerk off on a taking-off plane, and then shoot down the plane with the pistol. Just thinking about it is thrilling."
Loya's mouth twitched slightly. What kind of messy things were running through Deadpool's head?
He sighed: "I think you should focus on what's in my hand. This is Uru Metal, you should know its strength."
Hearing this, Deadpool nodded and smiled: "Of course I know, it's a magical metal with extremely high hardness produced in Asgard. What's the use of showing this to me? To show that you and Thor are very close? I'm not gay, I won't get jealous."
Loya shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I just feel that explaining my abilities to you is a waste of time, so it's better to let you witness it with your own eyes."
With that, Loya used his hand as a blade and activated "Absolute Cut".
As his hand-blade swept across the Uru Metal, the Uru Metal was instantly split into two.
With a plop, the Uru Metal dropped to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The air instantly froze. Deadpool's eyes widened to the size of marbles, and his mouth formed an "O" shape, which, matched with his scar-covered face, looked somewhat comical and terrifying.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced at the Uru Metal on the ground, and then glanced back at Loya's still-maintained hand-blade posture.
A thousand words merged into just one sentence: "You, you, you——you're awesome! Cutting through Uru Metalwith a hand-blade, are you really a human?"
Deadpool really hadn't seen such a thing. Cutting through Uru Metal with a hand-blade—what the heck kind of editor wrote this ability? Was it written with shit? So outrageous?
Loya smiled and nodded: "This is just one of my abilities, so am I qualified to help you now?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Deadpool nodded repeatedly, fearing that Loya would go back on his word, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Loya, I'm leaving everything to you!"
"You will definitely become the savior who saves the world!"
He really hadn't expected that using a hand-blade to cut through Uru Metal was actually just one of his abilities.
It was definitely a bullshit character written by an idiot editor with shit; no wonder he could become an existence like himself.
However, why wasn't this ability given to me?
Why does this ridiculously capable guy also have a great figure and a handsome face only slightly worse than his own?
This is unfair!
Deadpool roared in his heart, but on the surface, there was no change at all.
The more outrageous Loya was, the more likely he could help him achieve that goal. Hopefully, this ridiculously capable guy wouldn't get killed.
He was really thoroughly annoyed!
[Deadpool Wade Wilson issues a quest to you]
[Attention! This is a special side story with generous rewards. The current quest affects subsequent quests]
[Quest: Days of Future Past]
[Current Objective: Follow Deadpool to the MutantUniverse]
[Reward: Experience Points +1000, Special Item * 1]
Looking at the system prompt, Loya was secretly delighted: "As expected, there is a quest!"
Chapter 177: Preparations Before Entering
Looking at the special side quest on the panel, Loya felt secretly delighted.
Not only had he triggered a quest from Deadpool, but it was also a chained special quest.
Based on past experience, rewards for special quests were usually better than normal ones, especially chained quests.
And this trip to the Mutant Universe offered him more than just quest rewards.
He had long wanted to visit the Mutant Universe to try using "Separation Magic" to extract superpowers.
Now he finally had the opportunity to put it into practice.
The Mutant Universe was a treasure trove of superpowers, filled with all kinds of strange and wonderful abilities.
Extracting a few more superpowers would be fantastic, whether to arm his Shadowkhan or use for himself.
What was more, according to Deadpool's description, that universe was either the world of X-Men: Days of Future Past or a variant universe.
If the general plot had not changed much, Loya could take this chance to verify his hypothesis regarding the "eye of aurora" item.
He could also see if he could entice the Phoenix Force to bond with him or something.
In short, no matter how one looked at it, the Mutant Universe was well worth visiting, with plenty of benefits.
"Then let's set off right now!" Deadpool's eyes lit up, and he bounced up from the bed, speaking impatiently.
He could not wait to try pulling that off once more.
With Loya—a guy with ridiculous abilities who was the same kind of person as him—the success rate this time would definitely be the highest in history.
As for why Loya wanted to help him or what his motive was,
Deadpool did not care in the slightest about any of that.
Leaving aside the fact that he had nothing worth coveting,
even if he did, if the other party wanted to use him, was he not also using him back?
At best, this was just a tacit transaction—no big deal.
Besides, he could not die, so it did not matter at all; either way, he came out ahead.
Loya's gaze flickered slightly. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Not yet. How much longer can they hold out over there? I still need to make some preparations before heading over. It won't take long."
The duration of this trip to the Mutant Universe was uncertain, so he needed to make some preparations in this universe first.
This universe was his home turf; the main quests all depended on this universe.
Moreover, he had already formed quite a few bonds in this universe. This was his main universe, and everything had to revolve around it; other universes were more like temporary instances.
Of course, the anomalous condition appearing on the Sentinels in the Mutant Universe also forced Loya to take things seriously and prepare thoroughly.
He had always been cautious; without a certain degree of preparation, he would not feel at ease.
Hearing this, Deadpool bowed his head with a thoughtful expression, muttering something about time progression under his breath while gesturing in the air, seemingly calculating something.
A moment later, he looked up and spoke quickly: "I made a rough calculation. At the Sentinels' slaughter rate, humanity can hold out for at least two days before going completely extinct."
He paused and added, "The Professor's team has Blink. She can perform spatial jumps and get people out of there. They can hold out for at least a day, but to be safe, it's best to leave in two days, or accidents might happen. Those Sentinels are ridiculously strong."
Loya nodded. "Alright, I'll start preparing now. It probably won't take two days before we can set off."
"Great." Deadpool nodded tearfully, his tone earnest. "I love you so much, Loya! You're practically my god!"
With that, the two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes brimming with sincerity as if meeting long-lost brothers, though each harbored their own hidden thoughts.
Beside them, Fury saw how they completely ignored him and finalized their subsequent plans, his mouth twitching as chaos reigned in his mind.
What on earth were these two guys talking about?
What Sentinels? What slaughtering all of humanity? And what Jean Grey, Professor, Mutants? What kind of nonsense was this?
Why could he not understand a single thing?
If not for how genuinely serious their conversation was, not looking like a joke at all, he would have suspected they had teamed up to put on a show just to mess with him.
Fury was getting a massive headache. What in the world was going on?
Just yesterday they resolved an alien invasion, and today another dangerous crisis arose that he could not comprehend at all.
Was Earth the center of the Universe? Why were there so many crises?
Fury took a deep breath and rubbed his aching temples before speaking, "Loya, now that you're done talking, can you tell me what on earth you're talking about?"
Loya turned around and nodded. "Of course, Director. I actually need you to help me prepare a few things."
Fury nodded. "Alright, follow me to another room to talk."
With that, he led Loya to the room next door to Deadpool's.
Loya swept the room with telekinesis and found no listening or surveillance devices, instantly understanding Fury's intention.
Clearly, he did not want more people knowing the specifics about Deadpool.
Sitting opposite each other on the sofa, Fury rubbed the bridge of his nose, his voice weary: "You can talk now. What's that Deadpool's deal? And what crisis is Earth about to face? I need to understand the situation so I can hurry and prepare countermeasures."
He felt that if things continued like this, he would hardly survive until a peaceful retirement; Earth was truly plagued with endless disasters.
Loya grinned, resting his head on his hand as he leaned back against the sofa. "Director, you're overthinking it. Have you considered the possibility that Earth is completely safe right now?"
"What?" Fury frowned. "Then what was that about Sentinel robots slaughtering all of humanity? Isn't that something happening in the future? Isn't Deadpool a time traveler from the future?"
Based on their conversation, he had deduced this was the most logical answer.
Hearing Fury's words, Loya was taken aback, marvelling at Fury's vivid imagination—even bringing up time travelers. As expected of the Hydra S.H.I.E.L.D. Director, his imagination was truly wild.
He did not keep him in suspense, explaining directly, "Deadpool actually isn't from this universe. Naturally, what he was talking about doesn't pertain to this universe, nor does it have anything to do with this universe's Earth. It's as simple as that."
"What?"
Fury froze for a moment upon hearing this, his expression changing drastically as he blurted out, "You mean Deadpool comes from a parallel universe?"
As the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., his breadth of knowledge was extensive, so he naturally knew of the concept of parallel universes.
It was just that this theory had never been confirmed, which was why he had not thought along those lines initially.
Loya nodded. "That's right. Deadpool does indeed hail from a parallel universe."
Next, Loya briefly expanded on what Deadpool had mentioned and explained some theories regarding parallel universes to clear up Fury's doubts.
After listening, Fury came to a sudden realization. "So that's how it is."
No wonder S.H.I.E.L.D. could not find any identity records on Deadpool; he came from another universe, so it would be a miracle if they could find anything in this one.
Looking back at all of Deadpool's actions now, everything made sense.
He wanted to use this universe's power to help his own, but happened to run into Loki and failed.
He could not help but admire the ugly fellow a little. To cross universes just to save his own—such courage was admirable.
It was just that his methods were far too dirty. Those agents on the Helicarrier who were dosed with laxatives and trapped in the restrooms were still receiving psychological therapy, with minimal results.
However, alarm bells rang in Fury's mind once again.
Deadpool being able to enter other parallel universes meant other entities could potentially do so as well.
Just because Deadpool posed little threat this time did not mean other entities would not pose a huge threat next time.
According to the parallel universe theory, a tiny difference in choice could bring about completely different butterfly effects.
What if there was a universe where Earth was ruled by Hydra? What if the Hydra of that universe wanted to rule other Earths?
Fury felt this was an entirely reasonable hypothesis, so Earth's defensive capabilities had to be reinforced once more, and S.H.I.E.L.D. needed more funding.
He already had several reasons in mind to apply for funds, and he was confident he could secure a larger budget from the Council.
Fury narrowed his lone eye, thinking to himself: It seems Project Insight needs some adjustments. Just focusing on Earth's own crises isn't enough; changes must be made.
He made up his mind to find time later to have a good talk with Pierce about Project Insight and the funding.
Having formed a plan, Fury looked back at Loya and advised him in a solemn tone, "Loya, to be honest, I don't recommend you go to that Mutant Universe or whatever. It's too dangerous."
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He really didn't want Loya to go on an adventure. Although Loya was indeed very powerful, when it came to cross-universe combat, the risks were simply too great.
As S.H.I.E.L.D.'s strongest ace Agent and the Captain of the Avengers, as well as the diplomatic ambassador between Earth and Asgard, Fury didn't want anything to happen to him.
Once something happened, it would mean the loss of a pillar for S.H.I.E.L.D. and an even more devastating blow to the Avengers. Loya was the adhesive of this alliance; without him, it would soon dissolve.
Earth's defensive power would instantly develop a huge vacancy.
Compared to the safety of Earth in other parallel universes, Fury cared more about the safety of Earth in his own universe.
Reasonably and emotionally, no matter from which angle one looked at it, Loya going to help Deadpool was an unwise choice.
Loya stretched lazily and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, Director, I know what I'm doing. I never do things I'm not sure of. If I can't beat them, I can run away at any time. You don't need to worry about safety."
Fury sighed and nodded helplessly.
He knew Loya's personality; once a decision was made, it was hard to change. But what needed to be said had to be said—this was the care a Sir should show his subordinate.
As for why Loya knew about other parallel universes, he didn't ask much.
Since Deadpool could travel through parallel universes, it wasn't hard to accept that Loya knew a thing or two about them.
Fury thought for a moment and asked, "I saw you saving people wearing the clothes of the Wolf God Cult earlier. Is that Wolf God back? Regarding S.H.I.E.L.D.'s curse——"
With Loya leaving like this, no one would be left to resolve the Wolf God's curse. He was somewhat worried about S.H.I.E.L.D. being unable to operate afterward.
Loya smiled slightly and shook his head, "He hasn't returned yet, but it should be soon. I rescued the citizens of Manhattan wearing the Wolf God Cult's clothes earlier precisely to build momentum for the Wolf God and make him come back faster."
As the words fell, the system prompt sounded in his ear.
[ Fury Favorability + 1 ]
Hearing this, Fury was somewhat touched. He hadn't expected Loya to have thought of this long ago and cared so much about S.H.I.E.L.D.—truly a good Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
He asked again, "Then what should we do if the curse spreads after you leave? Is there any way to alleviate it?"
Loya didn't expect this to increase favorability—a pleasant surprise. He smiled and said, "Director, if any Agent is cursed, you can just call me directly or send a message. I can resolve it remotely."
"Call you?" Fury's single eye widened in disbelief. "Can I still call you? Aren't you in another universe? How do you make a phone call? Can the signal connect?"
Loya casually fobbed him off, "This is just a form of expression. When you call, it notifies me through the magic I left behind. I can receive the message and reply to you; it just takes the form of a phone call."
He certainly wasn't using magic, but rather the "hacker phone".
It could be used across dimensions before, so crossing universes shouldn't be a problem either.
Fury had a strange expression, only able to marvel at how magical magic truly was.
To actually be able to communicate across different universes and turn it into a phone call format.
With a solution to the most urgent problem, he breathed a sigh of relief. Having nothing more to say, he asked, "Then what do you need me to help with? I'll go prepare it for you right now."
Loya smiled slightly, "I need oxygen tanks. Lots of oxygen tanks."
Fury: "?"
Full of doubt about the purpose of oxygen tanks, Fury still mobilized S.H.I.E.L.D.'s resources to prepare several truckloads of oxygen tanks for Loya, charging it to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s account.
Loya accepted them all without exception, storing them entirely within the System Space.
These oxygen tanks might come in handy, or they might not, but preparing them was never a bad idea.
Watching Loya's spatial storage ability, Fury was extremely envious. The strategic significance of this ability was immense, but unfortunately, he didn't have it.
After informing Deadpool to wait patiently at S.H.I.E.L.D., Loya bid farewell to Fury and left.
He first came to Asgard and obtained materials similar to the Cloth's stardust material from Thor's hands. This was indeed stellar residue, and Asgard had quite a lot of it.
As for the other two materials, he planned to use the "furnace gourd" to generate them after going to the Mutant Universe.
After all, there was an old-timer with off-the-charts mental power over there. He had gone through untold hardships to cross universes and help out—couldn't the host show some token of appreciation? What was wrong with putting in a little effort?
In just two days, the remaining materials for the Cloth definitely couldn't be settled here; it was better to resolve it in the Mutant Universe, and synthesize the Cloth instantly right after choosing the Phoenix constellation.
Immediately afterwards, Loya came to Kamar-Taj, wanting to inform Ancient One that he was going to another universe, and telling her not to be too impulsive if she had thoughts of attacking Dimensional Demon Gods, waiting for him to return so they could act together.
Regrettably, Ancient One wasn't there at all, and the sanctum was completely empty. When he asked Mordo, Mordo didn't know where Ancient One had gone either.
Loya had no choice but to return to the island to continue his subsequent preparations.
He first reinforced the island's magic defenses and the Villa's defenses.
The world Tree was still taking root; who knew when it would sprout.
Afterwards, he brought over Venom, telling it to keep a close eye on Loki doing farm work. As long as Loki dared to slack off, he wouldn't be given any food.
After that, he came to the nuclear waste treatment plant.
At this moment, Atomic Agumon was still sleeping, continuously absorbing energy from nuclear radiation to grow.
Its size was already ten meters tall, deserving to be called a behemoth, and its whole body radiated a light blue energy halo.
Loya took out the "life gourd" from the System Space and poured life energy toward Atomic Agumon.
Green life energy gushed out from the gourd like a waterfall, completely shrouding Atomic Agumon in an instant.
There was so much life energy that it almost condensed into substance.
Atomic Agumon raised its eyelids a fraction and let out a soft roar, "Gugaguga~"
This was to express gratitude.
Loya nodded in satisfaction.
Currently, Atomic Agumon's evolution progress had reached forty percent. Coupled with the infusion of so much pure life energy, the evolution speed would definitely be even faster.
Wondering if Atomic Agumon could reach one hundred percent progress by the time he returned from the Mutant Universe.
For the last matter, Loya naturally had to bring Gulu along.
Gulu could copy superpowers, making it most suitable to go to the Mutant Universe.
Having Gulu copy a superpower first, and then using Separation Magic to separate the Mutant's superpower—this was the perfect usage plan.
On this trip to the Mutant Universe, Gulu's combat power would definitely increase by a large margin.
After preparing everything, Loya sent a message in the Avengers chat group, "Everyone, I'm going on a long trip. If anything comes up, contact me by phone."
Tony replied first: [ What? Just repelled aliens and saved the world yesterday, and today Fury that dark-skinned, single-eyed, bald freak is already assigning you a task? Is he even human? ]
Natasha and Barton followed closely behind, both expressing incomprehension.
Especially Barton, who was particularly dissatisfied with this; that resentment could be felt even across the screen.
Banner spoke up next: [ I feel like Hulk seems a bit restless; he might want to help you beat up Fury. ]
Then came Steve: [ Never mind Hulk, I want to beat him up too. What kind of task is so urgent? Not giving even a sliver of rest time? What kind of new-era slave driver is this? ]
Thor naturally had nothing to say.
Because ever since the Tesseract was taken back to repair the Bifrost, Simple stayed there, insisting on researching how it was repaired. Thor accompanied her over there, and the phone had no signal at all.
Seeing these messages, Loya quickly explained that he was going on a long trip for his own matters.
Only then did everyone stop their crusade against Fury.
At this moment, Tony stated: [ Then bring me back some local specialties. ]
"Specialties?"
Seeing Tony's request, Loya raised an eyebrow.
Specialties of the Mutant Universe? Bring back a Mutant? Or bring back a Sentinel?
However, speaking of Sentinels, it seemed it wasn't impossible to consider bringing back some technology from over there.
Loya turned off his phone and glanced at the sky. The night was growing deeper, and the stars were twinkling.
Only a major part of a day had passed since he finished these matters, and he was almost ready to set off, much earlier than estimated.
With a teleport, Loya arrived at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters and looked at Deadpool, who was idling around in the room, "Let's go, we can set off."
Deadpool jumped up excitedly and cheered, "Let's go! Let's go! Charles, your savior has returned!"
He reached out and opened a Portal, and the two stepped into it and disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Fury let out a slight sigh and set off toward Pierce's office.