American comics: Starting as the Jinchūriki of the One-Tailed Beast

Without any hesitation, Roy struck Loki repeatedly with both palms.

Eight palms, sixteen palms, thirty-two palms, sixty-four palms!

In just 0.8 seconds, Roy finished all sixty-four palm strikes, sending sixty-four different streams of chakra into Loki's body.

Loki is not from the Naruto world, he doesn't know ninjutsu, he doesn't have chakra, and he doesn't have the meridian system needed for chakra to flow, so the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms cannot seal the flow of chakra.

However, this did not prevent him from using the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms on Loki.

Because all he wanted was to use the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms to injure Loki's internal organs and cause him internal injuries.

As for why they didn't use basic soft fist techniques, but instead used Bagua Sixty-Four Palms.

The reason is simple: Bagua Sixty-Four Palms looks even cooler when performed.

In less than a second, sixty-four palm strikes were delivered in succession, injecting sixty-four streams of chakra into the enemy's body. This is much cooler than basic Gentle Fist.

In addition, the Bagua Sixty-Four Palms are also more powerful.

Loki had no idea what the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms were, nor did he know what kind of energy chakra was.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: pain, an intense pain that was indescribable.

Neither humans, frost giants, nor Asgardians can cultivate their internal organs.

Loki was no exception.

After being used as a human punching bag and struck sixty-four times by Roy, Loki's legs went weak, and he uncontrollably knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, his skin began to change, turning into the deep blue of an ice giant.

Roy turned and glanced at Sif and the other Asgardian soldiers, then pointed at Loki and said, "You swore allegiance to the King, but you don't even know his true identity."

"He is not Odin's son, nor is he an Asgardian; he is a frost giant."

"His name is not Loki Odinson, but Loki Laufeson."

"What Laufison means is clear to you without me having to explain."

"The king you are loyal to is a man who would kill his own father to satisfy his lust for power."

"Is someone like this worthy of your loyalty?"

After saying that, he looked at Loki, who was kneeling on the ground, and continued, "Do you know why I didn't kill you? Because right now, you're suffering worse than death!"

Roy is right, Loki is indeed suffering more than death right now.

The physical pain was still bearable.

He could no longer tolerate the chain reaction that followed the revelation of his identity as a Frost Giant.

He could already picture himself, having just ascended the throne a few days earlier, being humiliated and dethroned amidst the disdainful gazes of the other Asgardians.

The dramatic shift from being universally admired to being universally condemned has far exceeded his psychological capacity to cope.

Loki's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

At the same time, a crazy idea popped into my head.

Kill Roy!

Kill Thor!

Kill Sif and the Warriors Three of Asgard!

Kill everyone here!

Heimdall, who was watching from the Rainbow Bridge Hall, was also killed!

If I kill them all, I can continue to be the King of Asgard!

The moment this insane idea popped into his head, Loki's last shred of sanity vanished.

He raised his head, enduring the intense pain from his injured internal organs, and his face showed expressions of regret and pleading.

Finally, he's starting to resemble a god of trickery!

Seeing Loki's superb acting skills, Roy silently sighed to himself.

After expressing his feelings, he and Loki engaged in a battle of acting, revealing expressions of smugness and disdain.

Then, as if completely unaware of Loki's intentions, he turned and walked towards Thor.

We've fallen for their trap!

Foolish Midgardians!

Loki mentally berated Roy as he struggled to his feet.

He took a few deep breaths to suppress the pain in his body, then stared at Roy's back with murderous intent. He raised his hands and summoned the Ice Box, a divine artifact of the Frost Giant race.

He wouldn't have used the Ice Box in front of Sif and the others before his identity as the Frost Giant was revealed.

Using the Frost Casket would inevitably restore his skin to the deep blue of a frost giant, thus revealing his true identity.

But at this point, he no longer had such concerns.

In an instant, he summoned the Box of Ice.

Upon seeing Loki summon the Box of Ice, Thor immediately guessed his intention and prepared to warn Roy.

However, before he could even utter the words, Loki activated the Ice Box.

Resembling a blizzard, frost energy capable of freezing everything surged forth from the Ice Box, hurtling towards Roy at breakneck speed.

Just as the frost energy was about to hit Roy, he, who had been prepared, vanished instantly, avoiding the incoming frost energy.

Loki was startled to see Roy vanish into thin air.

He was preparing to search for Roy's whereabouts when Roy's voice came from behind him.

"Finally, we've taken out the Box of Ice!"

"This is great, it's mine now!"

Before Loki could turn around, Roy cast a binding spell on him, immobilizing him completely.

With Loki frozen in place, the Casket of Ice ceased releasing its frost energy.

Roy leisurely approached Loki and took the Ice Box into his hands.

After admiring the Ice Box for a while, he put the somewhat frozen Ice Box into his system space with a satisfied expression.

very good!

I've got my second loot too!

Odin's Spear of Eternity is inconvenient for him to handle right now, but turning the Destroyer and the Casket of Ice into his own spoils is no problem at all.

After doing all that, he said to Loki, "Looks like you really don't want to live anymore."

Loki didn't speak, closed his eyes, and looked like he was ready to kill if necessary, and that he would just go to Valhalla if necessary.

He didn't speak.

But Roy saw through his thoughts and continued, "You are a Frost Giant. Even if you die, your soul will not go to Valhalla, nor will it receive any glory."

Loki opened his eyes and glared at Roy with hatred.

Ignoring his angry glare, Roy raised his right hand, mobilized the chakra within his body, and began to manipulate the surrounding sand.

Seeing the sand around him seemingly come alive and gather towards him, Loki immediately frowned, a bad premonition flashing through his mind.

"What are you going to do?"

"To do something I've wanted to do for a long time!"

Roy said with a smile.

Under his control, the sand wrapped around Loki's right leg like octopus tentacles.

The next second, the sand tentacles began to thrash wildly.

Heaven and Earth Return!

Thump thump thump thump thump thump...

The dull, drum-like impacts sounded like an alternative percussion piece playing continuously!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Loki was repeatedly slammed to the ground by the sand tentacles, creating two large, visible craters.

As Roy ended his manipulation of the sand, the sand tentacles that had been wrapped around Loki's right leg turned back into ordinary sand and scattered on the ground.

Loki lay in one of the impact craters, silent, his expression blank, his eyes gazing listlessly at the sky.

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