Kamen Rider ZZZ, the American comic book spiritual mentor

After a long pause, he finally said, "How many years?"

"At most five years."

These words undoubtedly stirred a hurricane within Saul. Five years—only five years until his father died.

His eyes turned red, his fists clenched, and he whispered, "Impossible. My father will live for many more years. Even if he is gone, Asgard will be safe with me."

Lin Nan shook his head: "Sol, you are no match for her now, you are far from being her match. She could easily beat you to a pulp."

"I still have my brother, and Loki!"

Thor uttered the words, then fell silent.

Deep down, he desperately hoped that Loki could fight alongside him and protect Asgard, but how could that be possible? He'd be lucky if Loki didn't betray him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Nan nodded: "What I see is that Loki chose to fight alongside you, but you still lost."

Thor looked up: "Really? I knew Loki was still the best!"

He wasn't discouraged by Lin Nan's prediction that they would lose; instead, he was happy that Loki had chosen to fight alongside him.

In the bedroom, Loki's lips twitched unconsciously, but he suppressed it again.

"The reason I'm telling you this is to let you know that your time is running out, or rather, your time together is running out, and you must be prepared."

Thor nodded, his heart feeling as heavy as if a thousand boulders were pressing down on it: "What can I do?"

"After you've dealt with the giant serpent, go back to Asgard, ask your father Odin for a branch of the World Tree, and then go to the Dwarven Kingdom to forge a king's weapon, the Stormbreaker."

“Once your father goes to Valhalla, it can split the Rainbow Bridge to prevent Hela from entering Asgard.”

"Her source of power is Asgard. As long as she can't get in, her power will be weakened, which will give her a better chance of winning."

Thor's mouth dropped open again. Lin Nan was like an omniscient and omnipotent sage, not a riddle teller, but someone who answered every question without keeping anyone in suspense.

"As for Loki, his potential is extremely high. As long as he studies magic properly, he will undoubtedly be the number one sorcerer in the Nine Realms."

"You two brothers can fight side by side and save Asgard."

While watching the movie, Lin Nan thought that if everyone had played straightforwardly, Asgard wouldn't have suffered so much.

Odin, that one-eyed old man sitting high on the throne of God, was not unaware of Loki's danger, yet he still sent his second son to him, which may well have been partly due to some scheme.

Lin Nan had a natural aversion to such subtle scheming from important figures.

Therefore, he chose to give Thor a big spoiler first, to see if he could see any clues, and to put some pressure on that lazy god of mischief.

"However, Loki's current mental state..."

"Sigh, the situation between you two is really complicated. Let me make it clear that I respect your father, but he does have problems with how he raises his children."

"You, violent maniac, Loki, infantile disorder, your sister, warmonger, ruthless killer."

Thor wanted to argue, but couldn't find the words, so he could only obediently shut his mouth and let out a sigh.

"In my opinion, Loki is also very talented. Look at his talent for causing trouble and his talent for deception. He's top-notch, but he just doesn't use it for good."

"Perhaps, only by losing enough can he grow."

Saul seized on a word and pressed, "Lost? Lost what?"

"Everything, your father Odin, your mother Frigga will die."

Rumble!

A thunderclap suddenly erupted in the sky, deafeningly loud, and a pale flash of lightning ripped across the horizon, illuminating Thor's face.

His face was deathly pale, and his lips trembled as he asked, "Mother... will she die too? She wasn't even old enough to die, how did she die?"

Lin Nan adopted a charlatan's posture and slowly said, "This is the future I see. As for who will kill me, I can't see for the time being."

The Dark Elves are connected to the Reality Stone, so Lin Nan was unwilling to reveal it. He absolutely had to get involved in such a major event and couldn't miss it. He would just spoil the plot for Frigga later.

It's now being made clear that if Thor impulsively starts a war, it could trigger a chain reaction, which would be disastrous.

After all, he now has the Dream Recovery Capsule, which can restore anything as long as it doesn't directly erase his existence.

Loki clenched his teeth, his jaw muscles bulging, clearly Lin Nan's words had stirred up a storm in his heart.

As for whether it's true or not, Loki isn't stupid. It's not surprising that the knight, who caused his two missions to fail, possesses some kind of precognitive ability.

He gradually calmed down, and his eyes became sharper.

Outside, Thor in the hallway had completely changed. His eyes were bloodshot and his whole body was radiating a slight electric current. It took him a long time to calm down.

At this moment, Lin Nan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, what I foresaw was only one possibility. It's all up to us, and anything is possible."

"Tragedy can be changed."

The electric current in Thor's body gradually dissipated, and he nodded emphatically: "I understand."

The two returned to the apartment and saw Loki in the bedroom, already asleep with his eyes closed.

Lin Nan didn't expose him. She and Saul lay down on the sofa, closed their eyes, and used the dream as a springboard to enter the coded conference room.

As soon as I entered, I saw Wanda sitting in her seat, dozing off, her little head bobbing as she drifted off to sleep.

Lin Nan smiled, didn't disturb them, and left again.

Chapter 115 Infiltration or Unrivaled Strike?

The next morning, before dawn, Loki got up and came over, calling out, "Get up!"

Lin Nan opened her eyes: "Why are you up so early?"

"Find that snake as soon as possible so I can regain my freedom. Let's go," Loki urged, raising his head.

Lin Nan found it somewhat amusing, but remained outwardly composed, getting up and putting on a black casual outfit.

Thor didn't sleep all night, perhaps because as a god with divine power, he didn't need much sleep, or perhaps because of his inner anxiety and unease that prevented him from falling asleep.

The three of them went downstairs, took a taxi, and arrived at St. Matthew's Church.

Today is Sunday, and the church is packed with people. Before nine o'clock, it was already full, with people sitting densely packed on the benches praying.

The two brothers, dressed as people from the Midgard, stood at the gate for a long time.

"Let's go, it's in the basement," Lin Nan said.

I bypassed the crowd and came to a small storage room next to the underground confessional. I pushed open the door and went inside. There were still traces of a struggle inside, though they were very minor.

Lin Nan bent down and said, "I cleared the serpent consciousness from Matt's body right here. Check if there are any remaining traces."

As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. Just because Lin Nan can't track down this magical creature doesn't mean Loki can't.

Loki raised his chin, looked him over, snapped his fingers, and his body emitted dark green magical energy.

The dust on the ground seemed to be attracted by something, suspending itself and turning into a vortex that swirled throughout the storage room.

About a minute later, the dust vortex coalesced into a faint, serpentine phantom that hovered over the spot where Attorney Matt had been sleeping.

Loki waved his hand, and the serpent phantom transformed into a sharp arrow once more, hovering in his palm and swaying back and forth, but its general direction could be determined.

"Let's go, the lingering scent of that bone fragment is in this direction."

Thor and Lin Nan exchanged a glance and followed behind Loki.

Half an hour later, following the direction of the arrow, we arrived at a Japanese art museum in the Upper East Side.

The large black plaque bears the words: Takashoan Art Museum.

Lin Nan frowned and asked, "Loki, is the serpent's aura here?"

“I can only confirm that it passed through here. I don’t know what method you used to erase the giant snake’s aura. It was basically completely gone, with only a trace of residue. We can only start by investigating the places it appeared most recently.” Loki put one hand in his pocket, a hint of helplessness on his handsome face.

Lin Nan nodded, not dwelling on it much.

He sent Harry a message asking him to look up information about the collection.

It was very efficient; a document was sent to my phone in no time.

The Takashoan Art Museum primarily deals in Southeast Asian Buddhist statues, Tang and Song dynasty porcelain, and Kamakura period wood carvings and paintings.

The clients are all from high society, and only three clients are received per day.

The legal representative's name is Alexandra Reed, a white antique dealer and an Irish woman.

She is well-known in the philanthropic world. Her husband died young, leaving her a large inheritance. She then founded this collection and began doing antique business and charity.

According to the information, there is nothing wrong; everything is normal.

The three of them huddled together and looked at the documents for a while, all seemingly deep in thought.

Lin Nan asked Loki, "Master of Magic, can't you sneak in and steal something? Like stealing the Space Cube?"

Loki said, "The serpent's aura isn't strong. We can't take risks when we don't know what ancient powers it possesses. If I'm discovered and alert it, the trail might go cold. I suggest we infiltrate in disguise."

“That’s what I think too,” Lin Nan nodded.

Looking at the time, the hands were pointing between eight and nine. Lin Nan turned her head to look at it.

"This shabby place is no wonder it's where rich people live; there isn't even a breakfast shop."

He grumbled and gestured for Thor and Loki to come over. He lowered his voice and said, "The information says that clients will come to trade every day at nine o'clock, so we'll stake out this spot."

"When the client arrives, knock him out. We'll take his place. I'll play the boss, Loki the secretary, and Thor the bodyguard. Got it?"

Loki raised an eyebrow: "Why are you the boss?"

"You can be one too."

"I come."

Around 8:50, a limousine pulled up in front of the museum. A middle-aged man got out of the driver's seat and deftly opened the back door: "Chairman, we've arrived."

A middle-aged man, around thirty years old, got off the plane. He was wearing a sharp suit, carrying a briefcase in his right hand, and had no expression on his face.

"Is there any way to lure him here? We can't use magic, I'm afraid of being discovered," Loki asked.

Lin Nan didn't speak. She looked at the photo of Reed, the owner of the art museum, in the information and mentally projected the dream capsule.

Half a second later, a middle-aged white woman wearing two black gloves emerged from the shadows not far away.