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The bloodline of the Frost Giants of Jotunheim has been fully revealed.

It merged with the magical power within him, forming a terrifying hybrid.

"For your mother's sake, I will make you wish you were dead."

Loki's voice sounded like it came from the depths of hell.

He charged toward Algorim with astonishing speed.

The cursed warrior tried to defend himself, but Loki's fist was imbued with the power of frost.

His defenses were easily breached, sending him flying and crashing into a marble pillar.

Argolim rose from the ruins.

The contempt on his face turned into surprise and a hint of fear:

"You...you couldn't possibly have this kind of power..."

Loki gave him no chance to catch his breath, instantly reappearing in front of Argorum.

His hands transformed into ice blades, each strike carrying a deadly chill.

Algorim managed to parry several times.

But Loki's attacks grew faster and more ferocious, becoming as unstoppable as a blizzard.

The cursed warrior's body began to freeze, and his movements became sluggish.

Loki seized the opportunity, kicking him away, and then conjured dozens of ice blades, which he simultaneously shot at Argolim.

The dark elf's body was pierced by the ice blade and pinned to the wall, his blood staining the ice crystals red.

"This...is impossible..."

Argorim coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

"You're nothing but an abandoned ice giant... a monster nobody wants..."

Loki approached him, his eyes filled with nothing but icy killing intent:

"You're right, I am a monster. Now, you will experience the wrath of this monster."

He reached out and grabbed Algorim by the throat.

The power of ice flowed down his arm into the cursed warrior's body, freezing his blood and internal organs from the inside out.

Argorim howled in agony, but the sound was quickly frozen in his throat.

As he felt his life being taken away inch by inch, a resolute glint flashed in Algorim's eyes.

He struggled to pull a red crystal from his pocket—an ether crystal.

"Since...that's how it is...let's all perish together..."

"Algorim said with difficulty," he said, then crushed the crystal.

The crimson energy surged into Algorim's body like liquid, instantly melting the frost within him.

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His body began to undergo terrible changes; his muscles swelled.

His skin became even darker, and his eyes turned completely blood red.

The ice blade was expelled from his body, and the wound healed almost instantly.

"Now, witness true power."

Algorim's voice became even lower and more distorted.

Loki had to take several steps back.

He felt an unprecedentedly powerful force erupt from within Algorim.

That wasn't just the power of the cursed warriors, but also the primal energy of the ether.

It is a force powerful enough to change reality.

With a wave of his hand, Algorim seemed to distort the surrounding space.

Loki tried to defend himself, but the power of the aether pierced through his magical barrier and sent him flying.

Loki smashed through several walls before finally landing in a large hall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Feel it?"

Algorim approached, each step causing the ground to tremble.

"This is the power that Odin took from us five thousand years ago, and now it has returned to our hands."

Luo Ji stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:

“Ether…you came for it.”

"The clever little prince."

Algorim laughed.

“However, now that it has acknowledged me as its master, I will use it to kill you first, then Odin, and finally destroy all of Asgard!”

A resolute glint flashed in Loki's eyes:

"Then I can't let you leave here alive."

He charged at Algorim again.

But this time, even with the power of Jotunheim, Loki still felt powerless.

Each of Algorim's attacks was imbued with the power of ether.

It can warp reality, causing Loki's attacks to miss or pass directly through his body.

The two clashed fiercely in the hall, their energies colliding and destroying everything around them.

Loki used all the magic and techniques he knew, but Algorim's power made it increasingly difficult for him.

"Give up, little prince."

Algorim knocked Loki down again.

"Your power is insignificant compared to the ether."

Loki struggled to his feet, glanced at Frigga lying unconscious not far away, and a new resolve ignited in his eyes:

"My mother died for me, and I will never let her sacrifice be in vain!"

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His body once again emitted a faint blue light.

But this time, there is also a green energy intertwined with it.

Loki perfectly fused his magic with the power of Jotunheim, creating a completely new form of power.

Algorim sensed the threat and immediately unleashed the full power of the Aether.

The red energy surged toward Loki like tentacles.

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But Loki's new form allows him to anticipate these attacks and change his position before they reach him.

"impossible!"

Argorim watched in shock as Loki dodged all his attacks.

A cold smile appeared on Loki's lips:

"I am the god of lies and deception, and my specialty is making the impossible possible."

He clasped his hands together, then suddenly separated them.

Thousands of Loki phantoms appeared simultaneously in the hall, each radiating the same energy fluctuations, making it impossible for Algorim to distinguish the real from the fake.

"What's this trick?"

Argolim roared, unleashing a shockwave of ethereal energy in an attempt to obliterate all the phantoms.

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But when the smoke cleared, the phantoms remained, and there seemed to be even more of them.

Each phantom attacked Argolim, unleashing ice blades, magic, and even physical attacks from all directions.

Argolim attempted to defend himself using the power of the aether.

But he couldn't handle so many attacks at the same time.

One wound after another appeared on his body.

Although ether can quickly heal these "003" wounds, the healing speed begins to lag behind the speed of injury.

Meanwhile, the real Loki was already quietly approaching.

He seized the opportunity and charged at Algorim from behind the moment Algorim's attention was drawn to the phantom.

He pinched Algorim's temples with both hands.

"Be buried with your mother!"

Loki roared and poured all his magic and the power of Jotunheim into Argolim's body.

Argorim howled in agony.

He tried to break free, but Loki's strength held him in place like chains.

The frost began to spread from Loki's fingers, covering Algorim's entire head, and then his body.

Aether tried to resist, but Loki's will was as firm as a rock.

His power surged forth relentlessly, suppressing the resistance of the ether.

"Do not--!"

Argolim let out a final, desperate howl before being completely frozen.

Loki, panting, looked at Argolim, who was completely frozen in the ice, the ice crystals shimmering with a ghostly blue light in the palace's glow.

His body finally relaxed and returned to normal Asgardian form.

"Mother!"

Loki suddenly remembered and quickly turned and ran towards Frigga, who was lying on the ground.

He knelt beside Frigga and carefully held her in his arms.

Frigga's face was as pale as paper, her long golden hair was disheveled, her once bright eyes were now half-closed, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

"Mother, hold on, it's all over."

Loki said softly, his voice trembling without him even realizing it.

Frigga opened her eyes with difficulty, saw Loki's face, and a slight smile appeared on her lips:

“My…child…”

"Don't speak, save your energy, we will find a way to cure you."

Loki spoke urgently, his palm emitting a green glow as he attempted to use magic to heal Frigga's wounds...

But the dark elves' weapons were tainted by an ancient curse; the wounds refused to heal, and instead, black lines began to spread from the wounds.

Loki's face grew even paler, and fear flickered in his eyes:

"No, no, don't do this, Mother!"

He tried several more healing spells, but none of them worked.

Frigga's life force was rapidly fading away, and her breathing was becoming increasingly weak.