In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

[My system indicates you are three miles from the source of the unusual energy.]

But you seem to have stopped. Did something happen?

Reed's voice came through the communication headset. Wayne was sitting on a block of ice. In the distance, amidst the swirling snow and wind, bursts of fire would occasionally erupt, and the deafening roar of the collisions between the forces shook down the surrounding snow-covered slopes.

Wayne glanced around casually, his thermal vision instantly evaporating the avalanches on the surrounding mountains, and casually replied, "It's nothing, I'm just tired and need to rest for a bit."

As he spoke, Wayne took a few photos with the small camera Reed had given him and sent them over.

Reed gave him this thing to take a picture of the source of extreme cold.

Although he cannot conduct on-site research, he is confident that he can glean something from the photos or videos.

Moreover, Tony is there too. Although Reed and Tony can't keep up, they can still provide assistance to the group in this way.

Tony on the other end of the headset couldn't help but exclaim, "What the hell is that? Bigfoot? Are there even such creatures in Antarctica?"

"It's not Bigfoot, it's a Frost Giant."

Wayne looked up at the sky. "Thor should know them quite well."

The next second, a magnificent rainbow ripped through the wind and snow, followed by a thunderstorm that covered the entire sky!

……

Three miles away, Loki emerged from the glacier cave, looked up at the sky, and unconsciously frowned. "They've arrived... Thor."

He wasn't surprised by Thor's arrival; after all, he had escaped from Asgard, and Thor couldn't possibly not come looking for him.

In addition, Laufina was also present and opened the Winter's Box, freezing Midgard, which Thor deeply loved.

Loki couldn't help but curse Laufey under his breath—not because he had anticipated Thor's arrival, but because of the heat vision from that vaporizing avalanche.

Laufey, having just been resurrected, was completely unaware of the horrors of Midgard, which led to him being misled by Malekith.

Malekith said a few words like "The fearless and valiant King of the Frost Giants" and "No one else is worthy of this title but you"... and Laufey, that idiot, accepted the glorious mission of "firing the first shot of the war".

Well, that's it, we're really going to be glorious in a bit.

It's bad enough that the hat-wielding guy died, but he even dragged me down with him—that's what made Loki furious the most.

But there was nothing he could do; he had made a pact with Malekith, and Malekith had rescued him during Odin's slumber, so he naturally had to obey and follow.

Speaking of which, it seems that Odin has been falling into Odin's Sleep more and more frequently in recent years. Now, even getting up to eat a meal requires sleeping for two days.

But thanks to this, Loki wouldn't have been able to escape.

After all, while Odin is in Odin's Sleep, although he can sense the outside world, forcibly waking him would have huge side effects. Unless Asgard is in danger or other important people are in danger, he will not wake up easily.

The escape of his mere adopted son would obviously not attract the attention of the great Father of Gods.

Loki couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly, but the muffled thud behind him brought him back to his senses.

Looking back, Laufey, who had risen from the throne, was walking towards the cave entrance.

You could tell from the arrogance on his face—with the Box of Winter in hand, Laufey wasn't afraid of Thor's attack.

Loki didn't stop him, but offered a few flattering lies to hurry up and kill Laufey.

"Great Frost King, what do you intend to do...?"

"Let's stretch our muscles and teach those Asgardian brats a lesson while we're at it."

"You are right, the eternal blizzard will eventually extinguish the weak thunder."

"Well said, Laufison! Hahahaha..."

As Laufey walked out of the cave laughing heartily, Loki, bowing slightly, flashed a mixture of resentment and mockery in his eyes.

Little did this man know that Malekith's true purpose was not to "fire the first shot of the war."

Malekith does indeed want to rule the Nine Realms, and Midgard will eventually become his target, but not now—Loufi's role is to hold Superman back and prevent him from interfering with Malekith's next actions.

After all, Thor knows Superman, and he might actually call on Superman for help when Malekith causes trouble.

But if Laufey is pushed out to draw fire, things will be different. If something happens in Midgard, Superman will definitely target Laufey first, and Thor, who values ​​Midgard highly, is also very likely to rush back.

To increase the chances of luring Thor to Midgard, Malekith even threw Loki there as well.

Now it seems that Malekith's plan has succeeded.

Superman and Thor's attention was diverted, and the only cost was Laufey.

Thinking of this, Loki's brows relaxed and he couldn't help but laugh—he didn't think he would die here, although he would most likely get a beating, but he had to kill Laufey here.

……

"Loki!!!"

The violent thunder, accompanied by roars, shook the surrounding wind and snow.

Thor glared at Laufey, who emerged from the cave, and Loki, who followed behind Laufey.

"Sol, my brother."

Loki stood with his hands behind his back, tilting his head slightly. "You've really made a fool of yourself by coming here on your own."

Loki made his meaning very clear in those words—hurry up! If you didn't come on your own, don't hide! Call Superman out and kill that idiot Laufey!

"Loki, it's not too late to come back with me and apologize to our father!"

Thor was filled with anguish. Malekith's actions were utterly outrageous, and if Loki continued to associate with him, he was likely to commit unimaginable acts.

"So you've chosen to ignore me?"

Seeing that Thor ignored him and went straight to Loki, Laufey looked displeased. "Foolish Odinson, spoiled brat."

Laufey swallowed the Box of Winter in his right hand. As the Frost Giant King, he could perfectly control the power of the Box of Winter.

As layers of frost clung to Laufey's body, obscuring the icy blue glow beneath his skin, Laufey opened his mouth wide, unleashing a storm that whipped up the snowflakes of the heavens and earth, pressing down on Thor.

"Ambitious Frost Tyrant, if you wish to fight, then bring it on! The thunderous storm will utterly destroy you!"

Thor, seeing this, dared not underestimate it. He swung Mjolnir and summoned raging lightning from the dark clouds, striking the oncoming blizzard.

Ice and lightning clashed, dividing the world into two extremely symmetrical sides. On one side, raging thunder roared across the heavens and earth, while on the other side, biting cold dyed the world a hazy snowy color.