Alien

Chapter 40 World No. [-] VS World No. [-]
Loki had to admit that the power of the earth was beyond his imagination, so many difficult guys appeared in such a short time.

But still within the control range.

"Mjolnir..."

Loki remained invisible, walked to the hammer calmly, stretched out his hand and yanked it, but found that it couldn't be yanked, his expression changed with anger, but he quickly returned to normal.

"I don't meet my father's standard? As long as my stupid brother doesn't meet it, that's enough." Loki sneered, and looked around again, the battlefield where the fierce battle was raging.

After taking a deep look at Thor for the last time, Loki turned and left. It was meaningless to stay here. After confirming Thor's safety, he decided to observe from a distance, looking for opportunities to show up and deceive Thor.

He wanted Thor to stay on Earth forever, as a mortal.

But considering what Odin said, Loki felt scruples again, thinking about the danger of letting Thor stay on the earth, what if he died.

Loki was thinking while walking, and got into a tangle.

"Huh? This one is a little strange."

But as soon as he left the camp, Loki found a huge alien lurking very secretly, with a crown-like skull on his head, which made him take a second look and wondered whether to catch one, but after thinking about it, there was no need to expose it before completing the deception/protection of Thor.

He found a higher rock, and sat down after releasing his invisibility, with a wicked smile on his lips, and prepared to watch the excitement.

Swish!
A golden teleportation door appeared not far from him, obviously someone had thought of it with him.

Loki was startled, and looked at the guy who came out of the portal in surprise.

The visitor had frightening dark circles under his eyes, exuded a strong aura of the Emperor of the Liver, and cast a gloomy and concerned gaze.

Who is this X2?

"Are you a magician in this world?" Loki asked with great interest as he felt the surging magic power on the other party, mainly black magic and mixed with white magic. It was a mess.

If this eccentric mage with dark circles is sensible, he is not impossible to accept as a subordinate.

"You're not from Earth, an outsider?" Casillas sneered when he saw Loki, showing a clear expression, "It seems that someone like me is thinking about aliens."

"Alien... so your goal is this."

"Isn't it? Could it be that it's still because of Thor, the God of Thunder? It seems that King Odin is very worried about his heir, so he specially arranged for a bodyguard." Casillas' mouth curved into a cold arc.

The smile on Loki's face gradually narrowed, what he hated most was someone belittling him to praise the brainless Thor.

"Midgardian, it seems that you don't know anything about the power of the gods, and you dare to offend me. No one can save you." Loki's figure appeared directly in front of Casillas, approaching step by step.

Casillas' expression became more and more cruel: "Asgardians, don't really think of yourself as a god. It's okay to lie to ordinary people, lie to me? You self-proclaimed god, you will die if you are killed, what kind of god! If you kill you, I will definitely be able to please the great Dormammu and clear away the obstacles for me to capture the alien."

Lord Dormammu will be happy to kill an Asgardian and send him to the dark dimension, right?Casillas thought so.

Anyway, Dormammu is not afraid of Odin.

The two approached each other, and when the distance was only a few meters away, the two started their hands almost at the same time.

"Let me show you the strength of the second mage on Earth!" Casillas showed a fierce look on his face, he suddenly pulled out his stick and threw it at Loki.

"Hmph, mortal, you don't know how terrible the second mage of the Nine Realms is!"

Loki's body was filled with terrifying power, he skillfully took out the dagger, and stabbed Casillas in the stomach.

Two archmages who claimed to be the second in the world, their eyes full of murderous intent, started a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Ping Pong Pong!

The stick and the dagger collided countless times, like two elite skill masters, both of them showed their superb weapon skills, using the weapons in their hands to the extreme, and their moves were deadly.

Casillas seized the opportunity and bumped his knee into Rocky's stomach, but Rocky's body remained motionless, but instead stared at Casillas with a wicked smile, as if mocking Casillas' incompetence.

Casillas' face remained unchanged, obviously he had expected it a long time ago. With the help of the reaction force, he took half a step back and swung the stick at the fastest speed, breaking Loki's neck.

"Only this level, weak god?" Casillas said, his tense body relaxed obviously.

At this moment, as if he had expected something, he turned around suddenly, put the stick in front of him, and precisely blocked the dagger that appeared out of nowhere and stabbed him.

Loki showed his figure and looked at Casillas in astonishment: "You, a Midgardian, are you so insidious, deliberately showing your flaws to lure me to attack you?"

"Would you like to hear what you're saying?"

After a brief confrontation, the two sixth sons all turned serious, realizing that the other party was an extremely insidious guy, so they had to be treated with care.

With a sullen smile, Loki rushed up again brandishing his dagger, and after a few moves, he completely suppressed Casillas.

In terms of weapon skills, Loki is no better than Casillas, but Loki has extremely strong physical fitness, and he is the heir of the King of Frost Giants!
Even with brute force alone, Casillas, who could overwhelm a mortal body, was completely at a disadvantage, and could only keep retreating to protect himself.

"Too weak, mortal, I guess, you should be Gu Yi's disciple? But in the end you took refuge in Dormammu, and you learned this skill from the two of them?" Loki showed a ferocious expression, "Surrender, I will spare you and allow you to become my follower."

"Joke, arrogant guy, next is a contest of magic."

They used magic one after another, obviously for real.

The competition between the two great mages has its own advantages and disadvantages, full of gunpowder, powerful magic power, all kinds of brilliance soaring into the sky, abundant magic clashes, and countless magic particles collapsing in all directions, setting off bursts of roar.

The movement was so loud that it was captured by satellites in the sky.

When Coulson saw these two crazily fighting archmages, his heart was exhausted.

"Where did these two people come from? One is the notorious black mage leader Casillas, and who is the other? This retro costume, Asgardian?"

Coulson couldn't help looking at Dewar on the screen.

Does this have anything to do with Dewar?Coulson has now formed a conditioned reflex, and always feels that all kinds of accidents are due to Dewar's handwriting.

(End of this chapter)