Loki had to admit that the power of the earth was beyond his imagination. In such a short time, so many difficult guys appeared.
But it's still within control.
"Mjolnir..."
Loki remained invisible, calmly walked up to the hammer, stretched out his hand and pulled it, but found that it couldn't be pulled. His face changed in anger, but he quickly returned to normal.
"I don't meet my father's standards? It's enough as long as my stupid brother doesn't meet his standards either." Loki sneered and looked around again at the battlefield where a fierce battle was taking place.
After taking one last deep look at Thor, Loki turned and left. There was no point in staying here. After confirming Thor's safety, he decided to stand and observe from a distance, looking for opportunities to show up and deceive Thor.
He wanted Thor to remain on Earth forever, as a mortal.
But considering what Odin said, Loki was wary again, thinking about the dangers of letting Thor stay on Earth, and what if he died.
Loki was thinking as he walked, and fell into a dilemma.
"Huh? This one is a little weird."
But just after leaving the camp, Loki discovered a huge alien lurking very secretly, with a skull like a crown on its head. This made him take a second look, wondering whether to catch one, but after thinking about it, There's no need to be exposed until you're done defrauding/protecting Thor.
He found a higher rock, lifted his invisibility, and sat down with an evil smile on his lips, posing ready to watch the fun.
Uh-huh!
A golden portal appeared not far from him, and someone was obviously thinking about it.
Loki was startled and looked at the guy coming out of the portal in surprise.
The visitor had shocking dark circles under his eyes, exuded a strong aura of the Liver Emperor, and cast a concerned look on his face with a sinister expression.
Who is this guy X2?
"Are you a magician in this world?" Loki asked with interest as he felt the surging magic power in the other person's body. It was mainly black magic, mixed with white magic. It was a mess.
If this weird mage with dark circles had any sense, he wouldn't be able to accept him as his subordinate.
"You are not an Earthling, an outsider?" Casillas sneered as soon as he saw Loki, showing a clear look, "It seems that someone is just like me, and is plotting against aliens."
"Alien... So this is your goal."
"Aren't you? Could it be that you are here for the God of Thunder Thor? It seems that God King Odin is worried about his heir and has specially arranged a bodyguard." Casillas's mouth curved in a cold arc.
The smile on Loki's face slowly faded. What he hated most was someone belittling him and praising the brainless Thor.
"Midgardian, it seems that you know nothing about the power of 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's expression became more cruel: "Asgardians, don't really think of yourself as a god. It's okay to lie to ordinary people, but to me? You, a guy who claims to be a god, will die if you are killed. , what kind of god are you! If I kill you, I will definitely be able to please the great Dormammu and clear the way for me to seize the alien."
Lord Dormammu would be happy if he killed an Asgardian and sent 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, they struck almost simultaneously.
"Let me show you the strength of the second mage on earth!" Casillas showed a fierce look on his face and suddenly took out his stick and smashed it at Loki.
"Humph, mortal, you have no idea how terrifying the second mage of the Nine Realms is!"
Loki's body was filled with terrifying power. He skillfully took out his dagger and stabbed Casillas in the stomach.
The two self-proclaimed second-largest mages in the world, with murderous intent in their eyes, started a fierce hand-to-hand battle.
Ping ping ping pong!
The stick and the dagger collided countless times, like two elite skill masters. Both of them showed extremely superb weapon skills, using the weapons in their hands to the extreme, and making deadly moves.
Casillas seized the opportunity and raised his knee to hit Loki's stomach, but Loki's body remained motionless. Instead, he stared at Casillas with an evil smile, as if he was mocking Casillas's incompetence.
Casillas' expression remained unchanged, and he had obviously expected it. He took half a step back with the help of the reaction force, swung the stick as fast as he could, and broke Loki's neck.
"Only at this level, a weak god?" Casillas said, his tense body obviously relaxed.
At this moment, as if he had anticipated something, he turned around suddenly, put the stick in front of himself, and accurately blocked the dagger that appeared out of thin air and stabbed him.
Loki appeared and looked at Casillas in astonishment: "You, a Midgardian, are so insidious that you deliberately exposed your flaws to lure me to attack you?"
"Do you want to hear what you're saying?"
After a brief confrontation, the two old men's expressions became serious. They realized that the other party was an extremely insidious guy and must be treated with caution.
Loki smiled darkly, brandishing the dagger and rushed forward again. With a few moves, Casillas was completely suppressed.
In terms of weapon skills, Loki is not as strong as Casillas, but Loki has extremely strong physical fitness. He is the son of the King of Frost Giants!
Even with only brute force, Casillas, who could overwhelm a mortal body, was in a state of embarrassment. He was completely at a disadvantage and could only keep retreating to protect himself.
"Too weak, mortal. Let me guess, you should be the disciple of the Ancient One? But in the end you turned to Dormammu, and you learned this skill from the two of them?" Loki showed a ferocious look, " Surrender and I will spare your life and allow you to become my follower."
"What a joke, arrogant guy, what follows is a battle of magic."
They used magic one after another, obviously they were serious about it.
The competition between the two archmages, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, was full of gunpowder, powerful magic, and all kinds of luster shot straight into the sky. The abundant magic clashed with each other, and countless magic particles scattered in all directions, setting off bursts of roars.
The movement was so loud that it was captured by satellites in the sky.
When Coulson saw these two archmages fighting each other like crazy, he felt extremely tired.
"Where did these two people come from? One is the notorious black magician leader Casillas, and who is the other? In this retro costume, is it an Asgardian?"
Coulson couldn't help but look at Dewar on the screen.
Does this have anything to do with Dua? Coulson has now formed a conditioned reflex, always feeling that all the accidents that occur are the work of Dewar.
