American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Night fell. After wandering around for a whole day, Jing Tian and Di Shitian were trudging forward, their legs aching, following the guidance of the Dragon Ball.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck, and raindrops pelted their faces mockingly, making a 'pa pa' sound.

"Tch!"

Wiping the rain off his face, Jing Tian's legs felt weak, and he complained with a pale face.

"Master, how much further do we have to go?"

Even the strength he had accumulated from eating half a chicken had been completely exhausted in this long trek.

"Almost there, almost there. Can't even handle this little bit of rain?"

Di Shitian rebuked, his face stern.

"Back in the day, when I was an emperor, I bedded three thousand women in one night. Did I ever complain about being tired?"

"......"

God damn it, three thousand women? This master is good at everything, except he loves to boast!

Jing Tian curled his lip in disdain and pointed to the Dragon Ball in his hand.

"Master, it's not that I don't believe you.

It's just that the Dragon Ball in your hand, it's flickering. Is it almost out of battery?"

Out of battery?

What did he think this thing was? Some low-end charging product?

Di Shitian was very displeased. He shook it gently, and then, as if slapping an old TV, he slapped it hard.

Peng peng.

Swish!

The golden light of the Dragon Ball suddenly lit up, illuminating the road ahead.

Smiling smugly, Di Shitian put one hand behind his back, ready to give Jing Tian a good lecture, when a cry of "No!" suddenly came from afar. The sound reverberated through the sky, echoing in the wind and rain, filled with despair and sorrow.

Goodness~ Even when pigs are slaughtered, they don't scream this miserably!

The two exchanged a look and immediately changed direction, heading towards the source of the sound.

… …

S.H.I.E.L.D., temporary camp at the meteor crater.

"No——!!"

No matter how hard Thor tried, exerting all his strength, he couldn't pull the Mjolnir from the ground.

Despair and pain assaulted his mind. At this moment, he was as fragile as a helpless baby.

Kneeling weakly on the ground, Thor didn't resist at all and was easily apprehended by the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

This made some of the eager agents very unhappy. Sometimes, when the enemy kneels too quickly, it doesn't feel as rewarding.

"You're making my men, some of the most highly trained professionals in the world, look like minimum wage supermarket security guards. That's hurtful."

Staring into Thor's eyes, Coulson tried to probe his secrets.

"In my experience, only someone with specialized training could take them down so easily. Tell me, where did you receive your training? Shadowland, the Ten Rings, Chechnya, or Afghanistan?"

Pushing his face away, Thor didn't respond.

"You look like an excellent mercenary. I know some organizations would pay a lot of money to hire someone as skilled as you..."

Controlling the subtle expressions on his face, Coulson varied his tone, perfectly displaying his interrogation skills.

"Tell me, who are you really?"

But the guy opposite him was expressionless, like an idiot.

Ring ring ring~

"Okay, whatever. We'll get the answers we want one way or another... Don't wander off."

Answering a phone call, Coulson gave a warning and turned to leave.

And the moment the door closed, a figure in a black trench coat suddenly appeared in the room.

"Loki, what are you doing here?"

Raising his face, Thor's expression became animated.

"I had to see you." The voice was devoid of emotion.

"What happened? Tell me, is it about Jotunheim?"

Thor's heart skipped a beat, and his tone became anxious.

"Let me go and explain to Father!"

"Father is dead."

"......" Opening his mouth, Thor didn't dare to believe it for several seconds before saying, "What?"

"Your banishment, the threat of war, it was too much for him to bear..."

Looking at his face, Loki slowly slowed his pace, continuing to weave his lies.

"I know you loved him, and I tried to tell him, but he wouldn't listen. Knowing you can no longer lift Mjolnir, yet leaving it by your side, is truly cruel!

Now, the burden of the throne falls on me..."

Silence.

"Then... can I go home?" The pleading tone exposed Thor's inner thoughts.

"The truce with Jotunheim is a permanent banishment for you..."

"Yes, but isn't there any other way?"

"Mother will not allow you to return home either."

After a pause, Loki lowered his eyes, "I came to say goodbye, brother... I'm so sorry."

"No..."

Tears streaming down his face, Thor looked at him, remorseful.

"I'm the one who should apologize. Thank you for coming here."

"Farewell..."

Leaving the last words, Loki turned around, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Saying "Goodbye," Thor blankly watched him leave.

Click~

The door was opened again.

Coulson walked in, looking at him questioningly.

"Goodbye? I just got back."

......

Walking out feeling refreshed, Loki laughed loudly in his heart.

Hahaha, farewell... my stupid brother!

Invisibility magic allowed him to move freely among the crowd. He strode to the location of Mjolnir, the guarding agents passively "blind", unable to see his figure.

"Mjolnir."

Placing one hand on it, Loki gripped the hammer handle and tried to lift it upwards.

Once, twice... Hmm?

Wiggling his body, this time using both hands, he exerted force with both hands, gritting his teeth and using all his strength.

One, two, three... I am the God-King now!

God-King!

"......"

Okay, the hammer is very aloof, not giving the "God-King" any face at all, still majestic, unmoving!

Sh*t!

"Young man, have you seen this thing before?"

The sudden voice startled Loki. He looked up and saw a man in a black robe standing on Mjolnir in a peculiar golden rooster posture.

[Emotional value from Loki Odinson +1533]

"......"

Who... who is this guy who popped up from nowhere?

But he was slightly surprised. He admitted... just a little bit.

He shook his face left and right, shaking his body dramatically, even blowing air at the person, until he waved his hand in front of the other person's eyes, and then he showed a hint of mockery as if confirming.

Sure enough, mortals are mortals, they can't see me.

Pa!

His shoulder suddenly sank, and a glowing golden ball was shoved against his face. Di Shitian looked at him as if he were looking at a mentally challenged idiot.

"Young man, I asked you a question! Why are you shaking back and forth? And blowing air? Do you know you have bad breath!"

[Emotional value from Loki Odinson +1544]

"......"

What's going on? Could it be... he can really see me? This isn't magic!

Staring with wide eyes, Loki couldn't care about the other party scolding him for bad breath. He raised his hand and pointed at his face, asking a question as simple as an ungraduated elementary school student.

"You... can see me?"

"Nonsense, am I blind!"

"What about them?" Loki pointed to the surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, asking his question.

"Blind, probably."

Giving a casual answer, Di Shitian changed his stance and stepped on a flying swallow, pressing Loki's shoulder with one hand, repeatedly urging.

"I said... have you seen this thing before?"

Looking at the glowing sphere in front of him, Loki's nose sniffed, able to feel a powerful force inside.

His eyes blurred, staring intently at the bead, muttering, "This thing, could it be..."

Eyes lit up, Di Shitian looked forward to it, "Say?"

"Don't know."

Shrugging his shoulders simply, Loki said he didn't recognize this thing.

"......"

Damn thing!

You don't understand, why so much drama?

Di Shitian was very dissatisfied.

Tap tap tap......

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents finally reacted and surrounded them from all directions, shouting loudly.

The blond guy before had already humiliated them enough, this old man doesn't look strong, they must show him the power of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents!

They howled and pounced, only to be sent flying one after another in the next moment.

These people were very unconvinced, stood up and wanted to fight again, only to find that a layer of frost had risen on the ground for some reason, firmly freezing their shoes to the ground.

"Hiss... so cold!" xN

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, causing everyone to shiver.

Hiss!

An arrow quietly cut through the air, like a snake crawling out of the shadows, launching a deadly attack.

But it was intercepted by a sudden sword light, easily cut in half.

[Emotional value from Clint Barton +1543]

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +1545]

Clang!

Sheathing his sword, Jing Tian, with a rogue-like appearance, sneezed several times in a row, unhurriedly walking in from the passage behind.

He first cupped his hands around the surroundings, shouting a few times apologetically, "We're not bad people, just here to find something," and then shouted towards Di Shitian.

"Master, have you found the other Dragon Ball yet?"