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"Wuwuwu, my mjolnir, wuwuwu, this is so delicious."
Inside the confinement room, Thor was wolfing down hamburgers, crying like a several-thousand-year-old baby.
More than a dozen hamburger wrappers were scattered at his feet, piled up like a small mountain.
Darian raised an eyebrow.
Is this the God of Thunder or the God of Gluttony? He eats so much.
Darian comforted him, "It's okay, it's normal not to be able to lift it for a while. Men, as they get older, tend to be like this, let alone you're several thousand years old."
"You don't understand!"
Thor looked up indignantly, sauce still on the corner of his mouth, "Not being able to lift mjolnir means it no longer recognizes me as its Master! I've lost the right to possess it!"
He looked so heartbroken, one might think his girlfriend had run off with someone else.
Darian analyzed, "Actually, you don't need to be so dejected. Perhaps you just haven't met the conditions to lift the hammer yet. Maybe this is a test from your father."
Darian didn't quite believe that Thor's old father, Odin, the All-Father, would abandon Thor.
After all, he had raised him for several thousand years. If it were him, he definitely wouldn't bear to destroy him like this.
"Really?"
Thor wiped the sauce from his mouth with his hand, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Darian nodded, "Although your brain isn't very good, you are still your father's son. And given his age, he probably can't create a new account. Who else would he pass his throne to if not you?"
Thor: "…"
Why did it feel like he was being insulted?
"Hmph!"
A cold snort suddenly rang out.
Darian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure in a green coat had appeared in the confinement room at some point.
However, what was strange was that the Agents outside the confinement room showed no reaction, as if they couldn't see this person at all.
Darian immediately checked the You-Know-Who's information.
[NPC: Loki Odinson (Laufeyson)]
[Codename: God of Mischief]
[Favorability: 0]
[Evaluation: God of Lies, God of Acting, the Nine Realms's foremost magic user, despicable kidney striker]
[Status: In illusionary stealth]
Alright, another god from Norse mythology.
Darian was already used to it.
From Loki's status, it was clear that he had used some kind of magic to become invisible, which was why the other Agents hadn't noticed Loki's presence.
However, Darian possessed Fiery Golden Eyes, which could see through all illusions, so Loki's magic had no effect on him whatsoever.
At this moment, Loki also noticed Darian's gaze on him, but he remained completely unperturbed.
He was very confident in his illusion magic.
Aside from his parents, almost no one could see through his illusions, let alone in a backwater place like Earth. This mortal in front of him had merely happened to look over.
Loki gave a charmingly evil smile, staring confidently at Darian.
Unexpectedly, Darian stared right back, "What are you looking at?"
Loki: "…"
Loki was silent for a moment, then simply dispelled part of his illusion to reveal his figure, and said arrogantly, "Mortal, you are quite impressive to be able to perceive my existence."
Thor, who was still immersed in his hamburger-induced sadness, suddenly saw Loki appear, and his face immediately lit up with surprise. He stood up abruptly, his greasy hands grabbing Loki's arm.
"Loki, you're here!"
Loki watched as grease and sauce instantly smeared onto his clothes, and his face twitched involuntarily.
But he endured it, saying in a low voice, "I had to come."
As he spoke, Loki's eyes showed one part sorrow, two parts helplessness, three parts struggle, and four parts pain, like a pie chart.
It was hard to imagine one person's eyes expressing so many emotions.
Seeing Loki's expression, Thor's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly swallowed the hamburger in his mouth, "What happened? Did those Frost Giants from Jotunheim attack?"
"Yes, Asgard and Jotunheim are currently at war."
Loki nodded gravely, a look of sorrow appearing on his face, his emotions gradually building to a climax, "Father is old, the threat of renewed war, coupled with the pain of your banishment, became too much for him to bear. He finally couldn't hold on and left us."
"What!?"
Thor was thunderstruck, his eyes bloodshot.
Father, he actually died!
Seeing Thor's collapsing expression, Loki's heart blossomed with joy, but his outward grief deepened. He was about to add fuel to the fire, completely extinguishing Thor's thoughts of returning, when—
Suddenly, a hand clapped Loki on the shoulder, interrupting his brewing emotions.
"Little brother, did you forget about me?"
Darian's expression was displeased.
The two of them were telling stories and acting out a tragic drama, treating him like a non-existent camera, right?
Loki's carefully crafted atmosphere was broken, and a surge of anger flared up. His eyes coldly swept towards Darian.
"Insolent mortal! How dare you interrupt a god's conversation!"
Darian chuckled, "Although your name is Loki, you don't need to invent a story about a frail old father, do you?"
Loki didn't understand his words, but he knew Darian was exposing his lie.
He snorted coldly, reaching out to grab Darian's arm, attempting to break it to teach this mortal a lesson.
But when he exerted force, he couldn't break it at all!
"Hmm?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Loki's eyes.
As an Asgardian, a descendant of the Frost Giants, his physique far surpassed that of peak humans.
He couldn't even break this human's arm?
But Loki quickly recovered, sneering, "No wonder you could see through my illusion. You are indeed no ordinary mortal. It's just a pity that you are facing a magic user."
With that, two daggers appeared out of thin air in Loki's hands, and he fiercely stabbed them towards Darian's abdomen.
Darian: "…"
What a pure magic user's fighting style!
"Thai Boxing Warning!"
Without another word, Darian directly elbowed him!
After several enhancements, Darian's strength had increased even further.
Before Loki could even clearly see his movements, he was elbowed off his feet, his two daggers falling to the ground. He crashed heavily into the wall of the confinement room, creating a small dent, with cracks spreading outwards like a spiderweb.
However, Loki's physique was also not bad. He took Darian's elbow head-on, and his face didn't show much damage.
Loki struggled to get up, enraged, "Enough! You damned mortal! I am a great god—"
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Darian suddenly pounce on him, delivering a fierce knee strike to his face!
While Loki was dazed and knocked to the ground, Darian grabbed his right leg, exerted force, lifted him entirely, and slammed him repeatedly against the ground!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!
Terrifying crashing sounds rang out continuously, and the confinement room was pounded with craters.
Thor had wanted to stop it, but seeing Darian's ferocity, he backed away.
It's fine, his younger brother has been tough since childhood anyway. He'll just endure it.
After dozens of slams, Loki's body finally went limp. Only then did Darian release him and drop him to the ground.
He looked at the fallen Loki, a look of disdain on his face, "And they call this a god."
Thor: "…"
That sounds so familiar.