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Chapter 62 Mental Injection Rod

"You despicable and shameless mortal, how dare you appear before me, you incompetent scum!"

Loki immediately launched into a tirade of curses upon seeing Xia Ling, as he was always the one who ambushed others from behind.

But who would have thought that he, who had been hunting geese every year, would be the one pecked in the eye by a goose today? This god of trickery was actually attacked from behind one day!

This is an utter disgrace, an utter disgrace.

Unfortunately, he had no way to escape and was trapped here.

"You despicable scoundrel, you have no sportsmanship, you ambushed me. Ugh."

Seeing that Loki's insults were getting increasingly vulgar, Coulson pulled a black sock from his pocket and stuffed it into Loki's mouth.

"Chief, these socks... well, you know what I mean."

Coulson gave him a knowing look, and Xia Ling returned the look with a knowing glance. The two smiled knowingly.

"Thor, it's time for you to wake up. Now, get ready to fight us."

Thor remained motionless, only waving his hands repeatedly while muttering, "Illusion, get out of here!"

"Chief, this man might really be insane."

Looking at him, he doesn't look like a normal person at all. He's no different from the patients in the mental hospital. He could go straight to Arkham for further training.

"Coulson, could you please use the mind-injection stick to wake Thor up? I really can't communicate with him like this."

Coulson was overjoyed upon hearing this. He immediately took a crowbar from his waist. When Loki saw the crowbar, he kept whimpering. If his mouth hadn't been stuffed with socks, he would have started cursing right now.

Coulson, holding a crowbar, walked over to Thor and said softly, "It might hurt a little, just bear with it."

Before Thor could react, he struck Thor in the chest with a stick.

"Ugh... I feel like throwing up."

A mouthful of blood immediately spurted from Thor's mouth, and the burly man's face contorted as if he were wearing a mask of pain.

"Thor, have you come to terms with reality now?"

Thor seemed not to have heard what Xia Ling said, and kept gasping for breath, but his eyes had cleared up considerably.

"Coulson, that's not enough, give him a good whack on the back too."

"Understood, Chief."

Coulson used a crowbar to cut the ropes binding Thor. The burly man stood up immediately after the ropes were cut, though his eyes were still not fully clear.

Seeing this, Coulson didn't need Xia Ling's instructions and directly struck Thor in the back, causing him to stagger and almost fall to his knees.

However, he managed to stay calm at the last moment, and his mind became much clearer.

"Waaaaaahhhhhh!"

Loki struggled and cried out, looking extremely anxious.

"Mr. Loki, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Xia Ling pulled the sock out of Loki's mouth, and the God of Mischief immediately said anxiously.

"Your Majesty, please stop hitting Thor! He has lost his power and will be killed!"

Although not a single tear fell, Xia Ling knew that the Third Princess's heart was already filled with tears.

She kept saying she didn't care about her brother, but when her brother was actually bullied like this, the Third Princess still felt sorry for him.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to do anything to Thor. I just want to wake him up. See, isn't he much more energetic now?"

Loki quickly glanced at his brother. Although Thor was still breathing, his face had indeed regained its color and was no longer as murky as before.

"Thanks…"

Loki stopped abruptly as soon as he said it. Wasn't it this very person who had caused Thor to be in this state? Why should he thank him?

"Chief, this thing is so useful, I love it!"

"Whatever makes you happy."

Coulson gently stroked the crowbar, as if caressing a stunningly beautiful woman.

Loki felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the crowbar, the same crowbar that had once knocked him to sleep with a single blow.

It's hard to imagine what could possibly be able to directly seduce a god from Asgard.

"Where did you get this thing?"

"Oh, this was given to me by a beautiful white-haired girl."

Loki didn't believe Xia Ling's nonsense. How could an ordinary woman have such a powerful thing? It must be some giant or evil god.

Ignoring Loki's inner thoughts, Xia Ling walked up to Thor.

"Are you feeling better, Prince of Asgard?"

"It feels like I had a very long dream."

Thor seemed a little sleepy, his eyes still a bit blurry.

"Looks like you're still not fully awake, Coulson. Get His Highness back to his senses."

"No, no, no, I'm fine, Your Majesty. Please speak freely."

Thor quickly stopped Coulson from trying it out. He had witnessed the power of the crowbar firsthand and dared not let him try again.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that we're about to go to war, so I want the two of you to help me win this battle."

Before Thor could even finish his thought, Loki immediately refuted him.

"Why should we fight for you? We are princes of Asgard, and there is no reason for us to participate in a war in a small place like Misgard."

Before Xia Ling could give any instructions, Coulson brandished the crowbar and waved it in the air, his meaning all too clear.

"I think it's not impossible for us to fight for you; we can discuss it."

Loki immediately changed his tune, saying that the Asgardians have always been helpful, and they felt it was their duty to help Misgard in the face of war, no matter what.

Thor glanced fearfully at the crowbar in Coulson's hand and nodded in agreement.

"only…"

"Just what? What other conditions do you have?"

"No, no, no, that's not how it is."

Loki glanced at Thor and quickly explained the reason.

"But Thor has been punished by his father and has lost all his power, so I'm afraid he can't help you."

Upon hearing Loki's words, Thor, who had been somewhat spirited, immediately slumped down again.

If all of this is true, then he has indeed been stripped of his power and banished by his father.

Without his power, he was probably just a slightly stronger mortal. What help could he possibly be in such a war?

"That's not important. As long as you two agree to help me fight this battle, I can naturally restore Thor's strength."

Loki and Thor exchanged a glance and immediately understood each other's meaning.

"Excuse my bluntness, but I'm afraid you don't understand what a God-King is."

"No, I think you probably don't understand me."

Xia Ling smiled and walked up to Thor, looking at the somewhat awkward, burly man, and spoke.

"Listen, your precious hammer is coming."

(End of this chapter)