He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"Tell me! Where did you take Harry?!"

Thor stomped on the agent's chest, and lightning surged into his body, causing him to convulse.

The agent gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging, but he didn't utter a single word.

The three companions next to him, bound like dumplings by Loki's chains, also had the same expression.

He looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"You can step on him for a year and it won't make a difference."

Loki crossed his arms, leaned against a bridge pillar, and gestured with his chin toward the agents.

"Look at the way they look at themselves, it's not that they don't want to talk, it's that they're truly fearless."

"I've seen a dozen of these brainwashed fanatics in the Asgardian dungeons."

Thor increased the pressure of his foot, and the electric arc crackled and popped on the bridge surface.

Swish!

Golden light emanated from the direction of the palace.

That wasn't sunlight; it was an illusion of some kind of life force emitting light.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

At the end of the Rainbow Bridge, a figure clad in golden armor strode towards them.

There were no guards accompanying them, and no ceremonial procession clearing the way.

Odin.

With each step the King of the Gods takes, wielding the eternal spear Gungnir, the bridge hums with a deep, resonant sound.

The single eye swept across the battlefield, finally landing on the few uniformed men on the ground.

"Father!" Thor loosened his legs and quickly went to meet him.

"Someone has breached the Rainbow Bridge, and they've even attacked Midgard, taking Harry..."

"I saw it all."

Odin's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

He stopped in front of the agents and used the tip of his gun to pry open the insignia on one of their chests.

"TVA".

Odin uttered the three letters, his brow furrowing.

"Do you know them?" Thor asked eagerly.

"I don't know him." Odin shook his head.

He walked half a circle around the agent on the ground, the golden light in his single eye flickering uncertainly.

"But I can sense that they don't belong to any known field."

Upon hearing this, the lead agent's lips trembled slightly, but he remained silent.

Loki, however, suddenly changed his expression.

He had been watching the show with an air of detachment, but suddenly turned his head as if struck in the temple by something.

"Loki?"

Thor noticed his brother's unusual behavior and called out to him.

Loki didn't respond. His pupils contracted sharply, his eyes trembled rapidly, and he convulsed as he fell backward.

In his mind, images that didn't belong to him were flooding in.

A woman in the same uniform sat in the dock, opposite a man in shackles... himself?

Countless orange light doors opened and closed in the corridor, and people in uniforms came and went like workers on an assembly line.

On a huge screen, several glaring words were written: Time Mutation Administration.

A cutting stick pierced someone's chest, and that person turned into an orange spot of light and disappeared, but the scene did not end.

The view suddenly zooms out, revealing a desolate, ruined world. The cut-up figures fall from the sky, crashing onto the rubble, their bodies smoking but still alive.

The video cut out.

Loki came to his senses and realized that he had fallen into Thor's arms at some point.

He shivered and quickly stood up.

"Loki, what's wrong?" Thor asked, puzzled.

"I know who they are."

Loki's voice trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He shook his head vigorously, barely managing to regain some of his energy.

"Time Mutation Bureau"

Loki straightened up and stared at the agents on the ground.

"An organization that specializes in catching time criminals."

"They exist outside of time, responsible for trimming all timelines that deviate from their predetermined course."

The four agents' expressions changed.

"How do you know all this?!" The die-hard leader showed genuine fear for the first time.

"Only TVA staff have the authority to know this information! What gives you the right...?"

He struggled to lift his head, his face filled with disbelief.

"Why should I?"

Loki's eyes turned cold, and the magical chains tightened suddenly, choking the man so badly he couldn't speak.

Loki himself wanted to know the answer.

Those images were so real; they weren't hallucinations, nor were they information transmitted to him by someone.

However, he speculated that it might be a version of himself that he had personally experienced.

"You're saying they're here to catch up on the time to commit a crime?" Odin's one eye stared intently at Loki.

"Yes." Loki suppressed the stinging pain in his mind.

"In their definition, anyone who deviates from their predetermined fate is a mutant and should be pruned."

Odin fell silent, and the butt of the Spear of Eternity tapped lightly against the bridge, producing a crisp metallic sound.

The entire rainbow bridge trembled.

"Deviating from the predetermined fate." Odin repeated these words.

He turned around and looked towards the direction of the Nine Realms in the distance, the golden light in his single eye completely dimming.

"I see."

"Father?"

"It's that gashapon merchant."

Odin's voice deepened.

"I've long suspected the power he brought—Kamen Riders, Stands, Devil Fruits…"

"Nothing belongs to this universe."

"These abilities are so powerful that they have changed the course of everyone's destiny."

Thor paused, then said, "You mean, this group is after Leon?"

"Not entirely," Odin shook his head.

"Li Ang is the source, but their target is us."

"After we used those powers that did not belong to this world, we all deviated from our original destiny."

"In their eyes, we are all mutants that need to be pruned."

The air froze for three seconds.

Thor gripped Mjolnir tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"So Harry too?"

"He's just a kid! What kind of bullshit fate has he strayed from?!"

Odin did not answer the question.

He looked down at the four agents on the ground.

Their expressions varied, some showing fear, others resentment, but none of them revealed any regret.

"How many men did your master send?" Odin asked in a calm tone.

No one answered.

"never mind."

Odin raised the Spear of Eternity.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Golden light spilled from the tip of the gun, without any unnecessary movement.

thump.

A muffled thud.

Before the four TVA agents could even scream, countless golden cracks appeared on their bodies.

The next moment, they were erased.

Only a few faint scorch marks remained on the bridge surface.

"Even when Father takes action, it's still so clean and efficient."

Loki whistled, but his expression wasn't as relaxed as his tone.

He frowned slightly, pondering what he might have done if he hadn't drawn Li Ang's gashapon capsule.

Would I live a different life...?

"Enough with the nonsense." Odin said expressionlessly. "What's with those images in your head?"

"I don't know, it might be related to a gashapon I got back then."

Loki remained silent for a moment.

Those fragments of memory came without warning, and now all that remains in my mind are blurry afterimages and throbbing pains.

"But there is one thing I can confirm."

Loki pinched the bridge of his nose, then patted Thor on the shoulder.

"Harry is not dead."

"What did you say?"

"People touched by the cutting rod will not die."

Loki raised his hand and rubbed his temples, a fleeting bitterness crossing his brow.

"They will be teleported to a place."

"The void at the end of time."

"The void?" Heimdall asked, his eyes filled with doubt.

"A desolate, barren world."

Loki closed his eyes, trying to squeeze out a little more information from those blurry fragments of memory.

The stinging pain suddenly intensified.

Loki groaned, clutched his head with both hands, and lay back down.

"Loki!"