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Chapter 72 Lula Menna Horn
"My stupid brother Thor."

In the Golden Palace of Asgard, Loki, wearing a golden-horned helmet and holding the Eternal Spear, sits high on the throne that should belong to the father of the gods.

The magic forms a green mirror, and Thor bears the bullets, showing his bravery to the fullest, rampaging and beating all the secret agents.

The god of trickery murmured and laughed at his own innocence.

"I really thought that Lei Ting's furious father wanted you to be a mortal in this life.

But even if he is in Odin's sleep, he does not hesitate to waste his body and life, but he still has a consciousness to pay attention to and protect you again and again. "

Looking at Thor who had recovered some of his abilities in the mirror, Loki's eyes showed killing intent, and he was shaking with anger as he gripped the scepter tightly.

"I still hesitated whether to spare your life, and use a little lie that I am good at, to make you spend your mortal life in the courtyard with a lifetime of regret, and take it as my pity for you."

He stood up and came to the treasury in Asgard, without hesitation, he called out the armor that Odin wore to conquer the Nine Realms in his early years—the Destroyer, and slowly turned and entered.

The iron armor opened and hugged closed, and the huge hole on the top of the head lit up a flame that seemed to burn and destroy everything.

"Sure enough, those who are adopted are adopted. After all, I am of different bloodline from your Asir clan. I am just a little boy of the frost giant used to scare children in the story!"

For more than 1000 years, everything has been a beautiful illusion, and the throne has not belonged to him from the beginning to the end, and even...he is just an outsider!
Loki, who touched the ancient winter coffin and discovered his true blood, was filled with sadness and anger.

Asgard has no place for him, and he has nothing to miss.

The tall and dazzling silver battle armor, with divine brilliance flowing from his body, moved his invincible body, and walked vigorously to the previous treasure deep in the treasure house.

The ancient winter coffin that could freeze a planet in the treasury was taken away by him long ago, and he took it with him by magic.

In addition to the Destroyer on his body, he also took one thing as a backhand!
On the shelf, the slender and majestic golden horn was quietly sleeping there, like a terrifying monster that had been sleeping for a long time.

He held it in his hand and touched it carefully.

"The Horn of Lulamena..."

Loki looked at this treasure with deep eyes, and whispered its name, a magic horn that would bring death and disaster once it was blown.

He then left the treasury, and now he was going back to that dark and cold place he didn't like, to accept his people.

Then proceed to the courtyard.

He wants to kill his stupid brother, first rule Zhongting and Jotunheim, and then divide and oppose Odin. If the throne of the Nine Realms is not given to him, he can fight by himself!
……

With the energy shield blocking the front, the bracelet on Nagia's other hand gathered energy and was ready to go. It looked like a portable energy hand cannon.

Coulson and all the agents were even more surprised.

"alien?"

"I'm just the king of a small African country on Earth."

Ron said indifferently.

Strictly speaking, Thor, who is now beating S.H.I.E.L.D. agents hundreds of meters away, is an alien.

"king?"

Jane Foster and Daisy looked at each other in surprise.

"Okay, Ron.

If you said you were the king just now, I'd just think you were infected by that big fool. "

Looking at the energy shield that usually only exists in science fiction, Daisy, who was hiding behind Ron with her hands on Ron's strong back, blushed slightly and said puzzledly.

"But even if you say that you are an alien king, I will believe it, but the African king..."

She hesitated.

Coulson glanced up and down, and no matter how he looked, he couldn't tell that Ron was from Africa, except that he brought a black female secretary.

"Standing in front of you is our new king of Wakanda, His Majesty Ron."

Behind the energy shield, Nagiya looked serious and said in a solemn tone.

Although Wakanda has not disclosed its technology yet, the new king has already made a statement on his enthronement, but no one cares about the power change of a small African country.

"Wakanda? Where is that?"

Coulson looked puzzled, and it sounded familiar.

"Sir, he is indeed the king of Wakanda. Wakanda is a small country in eastern Africa, one of the poorest countries on earth. It mainly produces wool, accessories and clothing. People there usually use farming and... hunting for a living."

The agents behind him came up and read the information they had searched. It is awkward how to pronounce the words that are inappropriate in modern society when it comes to hunting for a living.

"Hunting? Do you believe it?"

Hearing this sentence, Coulson turned his head and looked at the agent strangely, and said.

Look at the energy shield that surpasses the earth's technology for at least several decades before talking.

Could it be that what they Wakanda usually hunt is the steel dinosaur in Transformers?
Or hunting with a laser cannon?

"I remembered."

He frowned, and suddenly remembered where he had heard of Wakanda.

"You produce an extremely rare and precious metal on the earth. Although it is said that the output is very low, people have stolen it."

Coulson had seen the Wakanda profile at the bureau.

His idol Captain America, the iconic shield, is made of metal that was produced in Wakanda.

"However, now this news may be a question mark."

"Show him and tell them to drop their stuff and leave."

Eyeing Nakia, Ron ordered.

Thor was on his way to the hammer, and he didn't want to miss a good show, especially one he led.

"Agent Coulson, hand over those items immediately."

After turning off the energy shield, Nakiya showed a document and said bluntly.

"Miss Jane Foster's studio is funded and supported by our majesty, and a contract has been signed. All the research and results of her studio are part of our majesty."

"What you stole is the property of our Majesty."

"This……"

After reading this, Coulson frowned.

Involving the kings of other countries, if one fails, it will develop into an international dispute.

"and also……"

"Anything else?" He looked puzzled.

Nakiya, who hadn't finished speaking, took out another document, the certificate of land ownership, and motioned around.

"The hundred miles of land near this beautiful old bridge town was bought by our Majesty in private name two days ago."

"According to the laws of this country, where the meteorite falls, it belongs to the owner of the land there."

"So that hammer meteorite is also the property of our Majesty."

She stared at Coulson with dangerous eyes, and her tone became worse as she spoke.

"That is to say, without permission, your S.H.I.E.L.D. randomly encloses illegal buildings on our Majesty's land, and also studies our king's things."

"Uh……"

The documents are all true, but Baili's land... is really rich, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, Coulson feels extremely difficult.

They don't take it for granted, and this is the king of a not-so-simple country, not like Jane Foster.

But neither the wormhole data nor the hammer were ordinary things, and they couldn't give up.

"King Ron and this lady, our S.H.I.E.L.D. is directly responsible to the International Security Council, and I can ask for instructions from above..."

He gritted his teeth and spoke halfway.

"Aren't you going to hand over things and withdraw?"

Ron interrupted.

"Yes, we are also for..."

Coulson argued that the hammer didn't know what it was, and it couldn't be left alone. If it caused any danger, it could threaten the entire earth.

"Remember that the laws of this country seem to give the landowner the right to shoot thieves who break into his land."

He spoke slowly, and raised his long, bony fingers like a gun, aiming at Coulson's chest.

"King Ron..."

A simple finger, Coulson didn't take it seriously, and wanted to say something with a smile.

call out!
The red laser passes through instantly.

His chest was pierced, and the severe pain hit his whole body. He stepped back two steps, looked down and fell to the ground in disbelief: "How could it be?"

Is this world changing too fast? First, there was a skinny doctor who could become a big green man. Now, is anyone able to emit lasers in their hands?
Or some incomprehensible high technology?

"Shoot and protect the officer!"

The agents shouted in panic, and the gunshots rang out.

Jane and the others screamed in fright, and Nakia blocked the flying bullets with an energy shield.

Huh, huh!
Gujing Wubo's expression tilted his head to dodge the bullet, he tapped his fingers casually, blood holes were blasted in the hands of agents one by one, Moribai's hand bones were exposed, and the gun was blown away screaming.

Soon there was a series of screams, and all the agents fell to the ground in pain clutching their hands that had been blown out of shape.

For the rest of their lives, they don't want to hold guns anymore, and they can't hold other things.

There was no more agent standing intact, and he slowly retracted his fingers.

"Ron, you... how did you do it?"

Daisy, who was a little scared by the scene in front of her, couldn't help being surprised, and pointed at Ron, what kind of technology was this, and she didn't see any weapons.

"King Ron..." Coulson, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, was too painful to speak.

"Colson, I will teach you a little lesson. I hope you and the S.H.I.E.L.D. behind you will remember not to touch my brow."

Looking at him on the ground indifferently, Ron said slowly again: "Now are you willing to leave?"

"When... of course."

Coulson nodded with difficulty.

It is not difficult to see that Ron is merciful, otherwise it would not be a problem to kill them all here. Although he was pierced through the chest by the laser, he was not deliberately aimed at the vitals.

"Everyone who tells you to leave.

Otherwise, your S.H.I.E.L.D. disability medical insurance fee will cost another batch. "

The wounded and embarrassed Coulson hurriedly left with his wounded and frightened men, and called the people at the base halfway to tell them to retreat.

"Thank you, Ron, for helping me get my things back, it's been my hard work for half a year and my goal for the rest of my life.

Stepping forward and looking at Ron, Jane Foster was a little moved.

When he was in a difficult situation, Ron stood up to protect her and helped her get her things back, although the process was a little violent.

But the group of ruthless and unreasonable agents first pointed guns at them and then shot them, which made people feel bad.

"You're welcome. Didn't Nakiya say that part of the proceeds from your research belongs to me?"

He smiled lightly.

"I don't know what happened to that stupid big guy."

Daisy thought curiously.

Trespassing on the secret agent base, I don't know if that stupid big man is still alive, and now the people there are evacuating, so they can go and have a look.

"I hope he's okay." Selvig said, the big blond man didn't look bad to him, and he was cute with a hint of silliness.

Of course it will be fine, Odin has been paying attention to Thor.

"Loki is coming soon."

Looking in the direction of the base, Ron wondered if Odin would show up to stop him if he wanted to kill the god of tricks?
Thor has something to do, Odin will definitely ignore the appearance of his body, so what about Loki?

(End of this chapter)