In Marvel, people are slime

Following his order, the remaining sixty or so steel suits unanimously took off a long column from their backs and placed it on their shoulders.

It was similar to a missile launch tube, with a white metal shell and a transparent colorless lens in front.

"Fire!"

More than sixty lenses lit up at the same time, and dazzling blue light burst out.

On the ground, Loki, who had been lying there, suddenly sat up. He looked at the sky in amazement, then subconsciously covered his face with his hands and shouted "Fuck!"

The light really hurts when it hits my eyes!

Thor, standing on the spaceship, squinted and covered his eyes with his hands. The other Asgardians on the same ship also turned their faces away.

Lai Mu spread his hands, said "oh", and kept complaining in his heart.

This Stark actually plagiarized my idea!

……

In the air, there were more than sixty crisscrossing blue lasers!

Under Jarvis' precise control, the thick laser beams intertwined into a large web of death.

The net of heaven is vast and wide, and nothing can escape it.

A second later, the hit warship exploded with countless fireworks.

The warships gathered by the Dark Elves were almost completely destroyed!

After the laser disappeared, more than sixty armored vehicles simultaneously dropped their laser cannons that were emitting wisps of smoke.

They swooped down to the ground and began to assist the Asgard soldiers in dealing with the remaining dark elves.

These laser cannons are disposable and have self-destruction measures, so they are not worth recycling.

The entire audience cheered for victory at the same time. The Asgardians raised their fists high, and the surging sound drowned out the sporadic sound of gunfire.

……

A black shadow fell from the sky, and Loki turned his head to look in confusion.

"Fu*k!"

He cursed angrily and fled from the pit where he was lying in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

A dark warship that was half destroyed by the laser spun and made an emergency landing at the same place where Loki had just been, plowing a deep scratch in the sand.

As luck would have it, Malekith, the leader of the dark elves, crawled out from the wreckage of the battleship.

There was no life left on his livid face.

With the destruction of the last battleship and the deaths of the last few members of the tribe, the dark elves' fate has come to an end.

Malekith drew his sword from his waist, closed his eyes, and stood there.

He was quietly waiting for the enemy who was going to take his life.

The invisible Loki walked around Malekith for a few steps. Suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He weighed the knife in his hand and approached Malekith from behind carefully.

One step, two steps... getting closer, very close...

pat...

It sounded like something was stepped on. It was a small piece of metal part that had fallen from the battleship, only the size of a thumb.

The sound was not loud... but Malekith, who was holding a long sword and closing his eyes, heard it!

Dark elves, who originally live in darkness, are far more sensitive to sound than most creatures.

He spun around suddenly and stabbed backward with his long sword, piercing through a body with a "swish" sound.

Blood kept flowing down the blade.

The cheers of the Asgardians continued, and Loki, who was forced to lift his invisibility, lowered his head and looked in disbelief at the long knife that pierced his chest.

He gestured with the knife in his hand, and it was still twenty centimeters away from reaching the back of the opponent's head.

Am I going to die here?

"No!"

A roar came from a distance, and Thor's hammer with lightning broke the sound barrier and hit Malekith with an afterimage.

The hammer pierced through his chest, creating a cloud of blood mist.

Thor, who arrived a step late, picked up his brother who fell to the ground with trembling hands, and tears fell from his eyes without him knowing when.

"Loki! Loki! You'll be fine! You'll be fine! I promise!"

The sadness in the voice can be felt, and those who hear it will feel sad and cry.

The other Loki who was standing nearby invisibly wiped his eyes and looked at his brother with some melancholy.

There was a hint of self-mockery and relief on his face.

Sighing silently.

Chapter 69. Loki's 'Death'

Since childhood, Loki has lived in the shadow of his brother.

When they were very young, Odin said to them, "You are all born to be kings."

However, there is only one person who has been trained as the crown prince, and that is Thor.

Odin will give all the experience and opportunities, all the attention and honor to his brother Thor. As for Loki, as long as he does not cause trouble, it will be fine.

Yes, Odin's only expectation for Loki was that he should not cause trouble and create less trouble.

The more this happened, the more Loki wanted to cause trouble.

In fact, he doesn't care about the throne, what he cares about is being treated equally.

Later, he discovered his own origins, a frost giant.

Frost Giant!

The most terrifying and ugliest monster in Asgard legend!

The kind of monster that every mother would use in a horror story to scare her children into going to bed!

He didn't want to be a monster, didn't want to become a monster in the eyes of those closest to him.

But, he is a frost giant in his bloodline!

So, all the discrimination and indifference he suffered since he was a child was because he was a frost giant... a monster?

Yeah!

Loki told himself, yes.

So the resentment and jealousy that had been accumulated for nearly a thousand years exploded doubly!

The people closest to him had always known that he was a monster, had been lying to him for thousands of years, and had always believed that he was inferior to Thor.

He was just an abandoned baby that no one wanted. Of course, he was not as good as the children of the royal family of Asgard who had noble blood.

Then, he got into trouble.

After getting into trouble, he became even more afraid to face the people he once loved the most. He couldn't forgive them, and he was even more afraid that they couldn't forgive him.

With such a conflicted mentality, he exiled himself into a void where he was in danger of death.

Perhaps, death would be the best destination?

However, he was lucky enough to survive and was captured and brought back to Asgard again.

He no longer trusted anyone, he began to give up on himself, and was ready to waste his life in prison.

But gradually, his mother's tenderness and patience told him that there were still people who loved him.

The father's silent concern told him, you are my son too.

At this moment, the brother's tears of sorrow told him, I have never held a grudge against you.

The more this happened, the more guilty Loki felt, the more he blamed himself, and the more ashamed he felt.

They had always treated him as a family member, but he had always been hurting them.

……

Thor sat on the ground, holding Loki in his arms. The dim light cast a long shadow on the two of them.

A series of rustling footsteps sounded from behind.

Lei Mu walked behind Thor and patted him on the shoulder.

Thor raised his head suddenly. He looked at Lai Mu anxiously and expectantly, tears and snot streaming down his face. He cried like a baby, "Lai Mu! Good brother, save my brother! I'm counting on you!"

Lei Mu shook his head and sighed helplessly, feeling a bit helpless. "Okay, Loki is not dead. What you are holding is not Loki at all, but a dark elf."

"Not... not dead?"

Thor scratched the blood on his hands, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then reached out and touched the face of "dead Loki".

It really is fake!

He threw the 'dead Loki' to the ground, wiped his face, and stood up with the hammer in his hand.

He shouted around in anger, "Loki! Come out! I know you are watching!"

"Come out here! Is this fun?! Fu*k!"

Loki was standing next to Thor with his hands outstretched, looking at him, but someone failed to notice that his dearest brother was less than two meters away from him.

Lai Mu raised his eyebrows, looked at Loki, and sizing up the air.

Loki laughed and raised his hands to show his surrender. Then he put his hands in front of him, stretched out two fingers on his right hand, and made a "kneel down and beg you" gesture on his left hand.

He didn't want to go back no matter what. He would rather die outside than face that most familiar face.

Lemu stared at him meaningfully, and only when Loki began to feel uneasy did he nod imperceptibly.

Lai Mu saw that there were still drops of water in the corners of Loki's eyes that he hadn't had time to wipe away... maybe he really had changed.