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Chapter 68 A Difficult Situation

"Loki, why are you being so foolish? How can I live without you!"

Thor held Loki tightly, tears streaming down his face, dripping onto Loki's pale cheeks as if trying to awaken his sleeping soul.

His voice choked with sobs, filled with endless pain and despair: "Loki, why are you so foolish? You're always like this, recklessly taking risks and challenges without ever considering your own safety."

Without you, my world will be plunged into darkness. How can I go on?

Thor's heart was breaking; he couldn't accept this cruel reality. How he wished it were all just a nightmare, and that he could wake up to see Loki's grinning face again.

He held Loki tightly, as if afraid he would suddenly disappear. He whispered Loki's name over and over again, trying to hold onto his last bit of warmth, but no matter how he called out, Loki did not respond.

"Chief, their brotherhood is truly touching."

Coulson took out a handkerchief again and wiped away the tears in his eyes. Tony's eyes were also slightly red.

Although this mental patient was far too presumptuous, he was at least willing to do his part to protect New York. Now that he's dead, we should mourn for him out of both compassion and reason.

Looking at the sad expressions on the faces of those around her, Xia Ling not only didn't shed tears, but even wanted to laugh.

"Coulson, give Loki a little boost."

"W-what?"

Coulson wondered if he had misheard. Loki was already dead, and he had died protecting New York. His body was still warm. Was he really going to hit him with a crowbar? That was just too inhumane.

"My brother is dead, and you still want to defile his body? I...I'll beat you to death!"

Thor, filled with grief and indignation, slowly laid down his brother's body, preparing to pick up the hammer and teach Xia Ling a lesson, but he couldn't lift the hammer.

The hammer was as heavy as ever, and no matter how Thor dragged it, he couldn't move it an inch.

"Coulson, execute the order."

"Yes, Chief."

Even though he was extremely unwilling, Coulson, as a secret agent, had no choice but to obey his superiors' orders.

He pulled out a crowbar and walked toward Loki.

"Director Xia, isn't this going a bit too far?"

Tony's expression was also somewhat unpleasant. He didn't like Loki, but even he, a playboy, couldn't stand by and watch the hero's body be defiled like this.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush, just watch carefully."

Tony's expression was grim and uncertain, but he ultimately made no move, simply watching Coulson's actions coldly.

"I'm sorry, this wasn't my intention; it was the director's order."

"No, stop right now!"

Seeing Coulson about to strike with the crowbar, Thor disregarded his own hammer and lunged forward to shield his brother from the blow.

But before he could pounce, Loki suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"No, don't hit me!"

Loki flipped himself up in a somersault, leaving Coulson hanging in mid-air with the crowbar in his hand, unsure whether to hit him with the crowbar or just put it down.

Tony's lips twitched; his earlier感动 (feeding emotion) had been wasted.

"Loki? You...you're still alive?"

Thor's voice trembled, his eyes filled with both surprise and disbelief.

Loki struggled to sit up, rubbed his eyes, and looked around in confusion before his gaze finally settled on Thor. A familiar sly smile appeared on his lips: "Oh, Thor, it seems your tears have almost drowned me. How touching."

"I'm glad you're alright, brother."

Thor hugged Loki tightly, tears streaming down his face once again.

"Yes, I'm fine, Thor."

Loki gently patted Thor on the back, a hint of tenderness and gratitude flashing in his eyes.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your brotherly affection, but there's one thing you might have forgotten: this is only a portion of the Red Giant's forces. Banner hasn't been defeated yet."

As soon as Xia Ling finished speaking, the atmosphere became awkward.

Casillas now felt he was in a difficult situation, which was somewhat different from what he had expected.

The original plan was to rely on the army as cannon fodder to deal with the Khorne believers, with the Dagon Church providing assistance.

S.H.I.E.L.D. sent another soldier to hold Bronsky back, while he and another soldier dealt with Banner.

But the situation developed in a way that exceeded his expectations.

The army collapsed too quickly because of a surprise attack; if I hadn't arrived in time, the situation would have been completely ruined.

Banner's henchmen were relentlessly slaughtering the army, which was bad enough.

The problem is, Banner is right in front of him, but the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers aren't beside him.

Meanwhile, the assistance from the Church of Dagon did not proceed as smoothly as expected, although the original magical aid was quite useful.

However, these Khorne believers were far too powerful; the priests in the church were completely unable to stop them.

What caught Casillas off guard was that he completely underestimated Banner's strength.

The red giant's strength far exceeded his imagination, and Casillas's palms were sweating.

This was the kind of formidable enemy he had faced when he was in the Sanctuary, the same one he had encountered when confronting the Sorcerer Supreme.

The same feeling of helplessness one had when facing the Sorcerer Supreme is now felt when facing Banner.

Moreover, not only could his own priests not help him, but even Banner's underlings were able to spare the time to help Banner fight him.

Moreover, there is another formidable opponent, Bronsky, who has yet to appear.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Casillas felt he could run away. At worst, he could abandon New York, hand it over to him, and then find another place to develop his career.

However, just as the thought of escaping crossed his mind, Casillas's unwillingness to give up made him abandon the idea.

After all, it has been developing here for quite some time, and it's about to become a major player and grow stronger. The church is thriving.

It would be such a waste to give up so easily.

Banner might not be that strong; maybe I can give it a try?

Kaecilius took a deep breath, brandishing his staff inlaid with mysterious runes, attempting to use all the magical knowledge he had acquired to fight Banner.

Unfortunately, his magic seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Banner's massive body, which was almost immune to physical and magical damage.

Each spell cast was either easily blocked by Banner's armor or directly backfired by his terrifying power.

As it turned out, he was overthinking it. Banner was far beyond his current capabilities to fight, even if the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldier came to his aid.

Hmm, it's time to open a portal and escape.

Casillas thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)