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Chapter 183 Releasing Loki

Li En raised his head and looked up at the top of the castle.

On the balcony near the top floor, Thor and Jane were leaning against each other, whispering something.

He noticed Li En's gaze, nodded slightly from a distance as a greeting, and then put his arm around Jane and turned to go into the room.

One more floor up.

Odin, the king of the gods, stood alone behind the highest stone railing, looking down.

Their gazes met across the entire height of the castle.

Li Enchong nodded slightly, looked away, and his mind was already turning to another matter.

If I remember correctly, it was the Dark Elves who took advantage of the chaos to invade Asgard this time.

An ancient race, defeated by the father of the God-King, hid in a corner of the universe and eked out a living for thousands of years. They created something called the Aether, which is now the Reality Gem embedded in the Rebellious Yamato.

The gem is now in his hands.

The dark elves will definitely follow the scent and come over.

In other words, the blood of this ancient race might be useful in the research of dragon blood potions.

Li En's lips curled up slightly.

He tightened the chains on the two storage boxes behind him and walked towards the dungeon.

The sounds of battle and shouts grew closer.

When he stepped into the prison, Sif was already in a desperate struggle.

Her opponent had an unhealthy dark gray skin, pointed ears, and deep-set eyes.

Dark Elf.

The opponent's strength was extraordinary; each blow that struck Sif's shield sent blinding sparks flying, forcing her to stagger backward.

Sif's swordsmanship was by no means weak in Asgard.

But she couldn't gain any advantage over this guy.

The opponent's relentless, almost suicidal attack rhythm left her breathless.

As Li En stepped into the cell, the dark elf suddenly turned its head around.

His gaze passed over Sif, over the shattered stone slabs and twisted prison door, and was fixed on the dark red pulsating gem on the Rebellious Yamato.

He opened his mouth, which was full of sharp teeth, and let out an extremely angry roar from his throat, which made the walls of the entire prison vibrate and hum.

Sif captured that moment.

As the opponent turned his head, she charged forward, the shield wolf slamming into the dark elf's ribs, the short sword following closely to slash at his neck.

The latter reacted extremely quickly, turning around to block, and the two were locked in combat again.

"Hello, Li En from Earth. We meet again."

A slow, leisurely voice drifted over from the side.

Li En turned her head to the side.

In the first cell, Loki stood behind the restored golden light barrier, his hands behind his back, giving this side a very polite smile.

Li En glanced at his perfectly straight, undamaged legs and smiled.

"Thanks."

Loki's smile froze on his face.

He had prepared a whole host of sarcastic remarks, ready to mock this "Thor's ally" for being dragged into the war.

The other person's first words were a simple "thank you," which completely choked him up.

He simply couldn't understand it.

He had used the Space Stone to lure the Chitauri army, causing widespread slaughter and destruction on Earth. Why would this Earthling thank him?

But Loki, who always considered himself a smart man, would never dare to ask "why" at a time like this and risk being at a disadvantage.

He put on his flawless smile again and continued the conversation: "In that case, as a token of my gratitude, could you let me out of here?"

"Can."

Li En agreed readily.

He raised the rebellious Yama and slashed horizontally at the golden light barrier.

The moment the blade struck the energy barrier, it exploded with a crisp crack, and the entire light screen collapsed like shattered glass, turning into countless tiny specks of light that dissipated into the air.

Loki looked down at the empty door frame, then at his toes.

He tentatively stretched out his right foot, the sole of his shoe landing firmly on the stone slab outside the cell.

He didn't rush over immediately, but walked up to Li En and stared at the Earthling's face up close.

Those eyes were filled with confusion, and a hint of curiosity that couldn't be suppressed.

Why?

Even someone as arrogant as him had to admit that he couldn't see through the person in front of him at all.

Li En's tone was calm, as if he were stating something trivial that required no further explanation: "The dark elves have invaded, and their target is your mother."

Loki's pupils contracted sharply in an instant.

Without asking another question, he turned and ran wildly out of the dungeon. His footsteps grew increasingly hurried in the narrow corridor, and soon disappeared in the direction leading to the Queen's bedroom.

Li En withdrew his gaze and looked back at the dark elf who was still locked in combat with Sif.

He flexed his wrist, adjusted the Rebellious Enma to the most comfortable grip angle, and strode toward the roaring figure.

Sif also noticed Lee's actions.

She wanted to tell this Earthling not to interfere—this was a battle of Asgardian warriors, and they didn't need outside help.

But her eyes swept over the mess in the prison cell:

Almost all the cell doors were forced open, and the guards she brought in all fell to the ground, their blood flowing everywhere along the cracks in the stone slabs.

The dark elf before them was clearly not a general; at best, he was just a vanguard.

The situation outside is probably even worse.

She swallowed back the pride that belonged to a warrior, and with a sudden burst of strength, she delivered a powerful shield bash that sent the dark elf staggering backward, clearing a path for Li Enqing to advance.

Li En strolled leisurely toward the dark elf.

When the target actually moved closer to it, the other party excitedly opened its arms, its ten fingernails exposed, and made an unintelligible roar from its throat.

Li En casually unleashed the Rebellious Yama.

The dark elf instinctively crossed his forearms, trying to take the blow head-on.

His idea was simple.

If he can withstand this blow, he can take the opportunity to reach out and pry the Reality Gem off the sword.

Of course, to him this was not some gemstone, but their most precious treasure—the ether particle.

The moment the blade touched the forearm, the entire Rebellious Enma suddenly vanished into nothingness.

The blade pierced through his crossed arms, through his bones and muscles, as if it had only cut through a layer of air.

Before the dark elf could react, the blade solidified again the instant it pierced his body, and then lightly slashed downwards.

Like cutting a piece of tofu.

The dark elf's body was neatly split in two from the very center.

Sif gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, stood there, and remained silent for a long while.

She never expected that the enemy who had fought her to a standstill and almost completely dominated her would not even be able to withstand a single blow from this man in front of her.

She was prepared to rush in and kill the dark elf when he showed a weakness.

Now it seems there was no need for that at all.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and said loudly, "I have to go upstairs and check it out right away."

As she took her first step, her foot suddenly paused.

She hesitated for a very brief moment, the faces of Odin, the king of the gods, and Thor, the god of thunder, flashing through her mind.

Then she swallowed back the plea for help that had already reached her lips and strode out of the dungeon.