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Seeing that Thor ignored him, Loki continued:

"You know, that's all I can say about the situation during the day. I can't lose the High Priest's trust."

"Stop lying, Loki. Get out!" Thor ignored him.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you." Loki lowered his voice. "The Grandmaster may be a madman, but I can obviously handle him."

Thor sneered, completely unmoved by the offer.

"You'll help me? You'll only be helping yourself."

"I have a plan." Loki ignored Thor's sarcasm. "If you cooperate with me, not only will you regain your freedom, but this place will also belong to..."

Loki didn't continue. He pointed to Thor, then to himself.

"Stop with your ridiculous schemes and plots."

Thor looked at Loki's ambitious face and turned away disdainfully.

"Even if I don't cooperate with you, I'll be free in a year."

"A year? Haha!" Loki couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't actually believe the Grandmaster's nonsense, do you, Thor? When did you become so naive?"

"The Grandmaster said the same thing to the gladiator who had won thirty consecutive matches: if you win the annual championship, you will gain your freedom."

"And the result?" Loki spread his hands. "Only his soul was freed."

"You are his slave, Saul. No one tells the truth to a slave. Your value is here to amuse others until you lose your value and die a wretched death."

Thor stared at Loki's phantom.

He knew that Loki was definitely brewing countless insidious schemes in his mind, and things were definitely not as simple as he made them out to be.

That bastard might stab him in the back at any time.

But now he has no other way to get out of this predicament.

After a moment's thought, Thor nodded.

"Fine... let me hear your damn plan."

Loki smiled slyly upon hearing this.

"A wise choice, my dear brother."

He lowered his voice and began to explain the plan.

"In a few days, the biggest event on Sakaar will be the King of Fighters annual championship defense match. This is the largest event here, and most of the gladiator slaves will be brought into the arena."

"While the Grandmaster's rule may seem unbreakable, his scavengers and gladiator slaves have long harbored resentment."

"They just lack a leader."

Loki pointed at Thor.

"As the current gladiator star, you have an extremely high appeal among those slaves."

"When the time comes, you must achieve an overwhelming victory on the field to reach the pinnacle of your prestige! Then, immediately launch a rebellion and incite an uprising!"

"As soon as the arena is in chaos, it will attract the attention of the Grandmaster and all the guards."

Loki's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"And I will seize this opportunity to infiltrate the Grandmaster's palace and gain supreme control over the Disk of Obedience!"

"Once I seize control, the Grandmaster will be all alone. This planet will be mine... ours for the taking!"

"When the time comes, whether you want to return to Asgard or stay here and share power with me, it's up to you."

Saul frowned and immediately pointed out the fatal flaw in the plan.

"This won't work! Even if I can incite a rebellion, what about the controller around my neck? The Grandmaster can knock me out with a flick of his finger."

Loki smiled confidently, as if he had everything under control.

"Of course I've considered that."

"Before you go on stage tomorrow, my inside man will secretly slip you a signal jammer."

"If you blow it up, all signals within a kilometer radius of the entire arena will be disabled within half an hour. The Obedience Disc will also lose control."

"And this half hour is enough for you to dominate the battlefield."

"Are you sure that jamming missile will work?" Thor asked, still somewhat doubtful.

"You can rest assured! This is a top-quality item that I found on the black market at a high price. It's the work of a renowned cosmic craftsman, a master of rocketry."

Loki made a solemn promise.

Rocket?

Thor paused for a moment, the name sounding somewhat familiar.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

"I'll trust you one more time, Loki. If you dare to lie to me again..."

"Do as you please, my dear brother."

Loki gave a graceful bow.

The illusion then transformed into specks of green light and disappeared into the cell.

……

Two days later.

The annual championship of the Saka Star Fighting King has officially begun.

The huge circular arena was packed to capacity.

Millions of spectators of various races erupted in deafening, frenzied roars.

Above the center of the arena, the holographic image of the Grandmaster, towering over a hundred meters high, slowly appeared.

He was wearing an extravagant gold robe and had a broad smile on his face.

"My dear scavengers, cleaners, and those bastards who crawled out of who-knows-where in the garbage dump!"

Welcome to the greatest event of the year!

"Today, we don't talk about rules, we only talk about bloodshed!"

The Celestial Venerable waved his arms dramatically, his voice amplified throughout the venue.

"Prepare your eyes to witness cruelty, violence, and... art!"

The audience erupted in even more frenzied roars.

Meanwhile, in the backstage preparation area of ​​the arena.

Thor donned heavy gladiator armor, with a short sword and a sturdy shield slung across his back.

A hooded waiter walked up to him and discreetly slipped a small black ball into his hand.

Thor glanced down at it and silently tucked it into his waistband.

"Now! Please welcome our hottest rising star right now—Thunder King!"

As the host called out, the heavy gate slowly opened.

Sol's opponent is already standing in the center of the field.

It was a beastman over three meters tall, with four thick arms, each wielding a heavy pair of hammers and axes.

"Kill him! Tear him to pieces!" The audience erupted in bloodthirsty shouts.

The battle erupted instantly.

The orc roared as it charged, the ground trembling slightly under its stomping.

Two heavy hammers, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed down on Thor.

"clang!"

Thor raised his sturdy shield and withstood the heavy hammer blows.

Taking advantage of his momentary sway, she slashed her sword at the beastman's wrist.

"roar!"

The orc cried out in pain and swung its other arm, wielding a battle axe, in a sweeping attack.

Thor leaped into the air, deftly twisting his body as the battle axe grazed his back armor.

Thor discarded the deformed round shield and leaped into the air.

He nimbly twisted his body in mid-air, the battle axe grazing his back armor.

His eyes flashed with dazzling lightning.

"Sizzle!"

A violent bolt of lightning traveled down his palm and onto the short sword.

Thor roared, his short sword crackling with lightning as it precisely sliced ​​across the orc's neck.

"boom!"

The orc's head and neck exploded in the lightning, and its massive body crashed to the ground.

The entire stadium was silent for half a second, then erupted into a deafening roar of cheers.

"Thunder King! Thunder King! Thunder King!"

It's now!

Thor stood on the orc's corpse, pulled off the chaff from his waist, and slammed it to the ground.

"Buzz—!"

The electromagnetic pulse spread, instantly enveloping the entire arena.

The holographic screen on the field flickered twice and then went black.

The narration abruptly stopped.

Saul grabbed the obedience disc around his neck, trying to remove it.

But as soon as he exerted his strength, his body began to go numb.

It seems that although the obedience disc blocks the remote control signal, forcibly removing it will still activate the punishment function.

Then we'll have to go with Loki's plan.

The time for uprising!