Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

Loki didn't mind Lonbo's slightly unfamiliar tone and distance, since in his memory, all his father's projections had the same attitude and tone.

Loki shifted his gaze from Valhalla in Asgard to his brother, who sat alone amidst the distant mountains, his white hair disheveled, exuding an aura of age despite being in his prime. He sighed.

“I do have some things I want to talk to you about, but it’s not just me who wants to talk to you, and you also have other things to do before that.”

"Sol might be lost because of losing you, and Hela might go to extremes..."

Longbo remained silent upon hearing this, always feeling that Loki was like a riddle teller, always saying only half of what he meant and leaving the rest for him to guess.

But when Luna received the image and coordinates that Loki showed him by raising his hand, he suddenly felt that Loki wasn't so bad after all.

Before Him stood a towering figure, light-years tall, clad in heavy armor. The Celestials stood high in the cosmic sky, indifferently overlooking a certain galaxy, their eyes cold and ruthless.

Seeing the rare smile appear on this face, which looked much younger than in his memory, Loki couldn't help but recall the past.

But he said something that interested Longbo: "That's where the Celestial Eradicator is now. I think you'll be interested in Him."

“You’re right,” Longbo’s eyes flashed with a dangerous light, “I am indeed interested.”

The Celestial Eradicator, the culprit who attacked Odin, is of great interest to Lune.

Loki, seeing the emotions displayed by Lunefer, instantly understood what He wanted to do, and then smiled and explained, "I have concealed your tracks. If you want to make a move, now is the best opportunity..."

...

Deep within a certain universe, in the vast and boundless starry sky, Exitar, the exterminator of the Celestials, continues to look down upon all living beings in the universe.

As an executioner, He has spent hundreds of millions of years dealing with species and civilizations that were judged to be extinct by Aristhem, another member of the Celestials, in various universes, thus maintaining stability between the universes.

He typically appears on planets that ordinary gods have visited but were unable to effectively manage. With his immense power, he destroys powerful, advanced species and creates the conditions for the emergence of the next civilization.

And now, He stands once again in a vast expanse of starry sky, looking down indifferently at this powerful civilization that occupies the entire galaxy.

He slowly approached, allowing his powerful presence to be seen by every intelligent being in this galaxy.

He ensured that His own outline was displayed in the starry sky, bringing a final judgment to this powerful but condemned civilization. The overwhelming sense of oppression made everyone in the galaxy feel extreme despair and fear.

The figure that shrouds the entire galaxy has stood in the starry sky for a long time, plunging the entire civilization into despair. The once prosperous cities are now ignited by desperate intelligent beings, and the flames of war continue to spread.

Under this overwhelming and irresistible force, the mere existence of the Celestial Eradicators, coupled with the extreme pressure they exerted, caused this civilization, which occupied the entire galaxy, to begin its self-destruction.

The Eradicators surveyed it all, taking in the true ugliness revealed after the facade of this desperate civilization was stripped away, and whispered in the starry sky:

"No matter which universe or which civilization, the ugly appearance they show when facing destruction is so similar."

The ugliness that this civilization revealed before its destruction disgusted the eradicators, who ultimately decided to grant them a painless death.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone within the galaxy, the giant, clad in armor and whose size seemed to fill the entire galaxy, slowly raised his palm.

Beneath that vast power, seemingly the universe itself, enormous galaxies spun between the giant's five fingers, and a star exploded under His will, its destructive radiation spreading like a supernova explosion.

The roar of a star's destruction, the chaotic magnetic fields of a planet's rotation, and the desperate cries of life within the planet all combine to create the final melody before destruction in this starry sky.

Buildings crumbled, radiation storms lashed the planet's surface, killing one intelligent life after another; everything was heading towards destruction.

Those who had not perished in the first wave of destruction were now extremely weak. The survivors, cradling the corpses of their fallen comrades, gazed desperately at the cold silhouette in the starry sky, cursing it incessantly.

The Eradicator calmly watched all this, the curses reaching Him clearly, but He remained unmoved, as if it were commonplace.

He silently accelerated the pace of destruction, intending to quickly complete this destruction in order to execute the next procedure and provide assistance for the development of the next civilization.

Despair permeated the entire galaxy at that moment, and the survivors could clearly see the enormous shadow shrinking to the size of a planet.

The Celestial Eradicators stand on the surface of the planet, transforming this planet devoid of any intelligent life. All the dead will become nourishment for the development of the next civilization.

Those who survived on other planets saw the state of other planets in the galaxy through the burning sky, their anger and sorrow intertwined, yet they were powerless to do anything about it.

Under their watchful eyes, all the creations of their civilization were wiped out, and the corpses were turned into nutrients and returned to the surface. The mastermind behind all this displayed a god-like and majestic demeanor.

However, the next second, an astonishing change occurred without warning.

A gigantic hand rose from the planet's surface, as if descending from a distant dimension of time and space, wreathed in destructive chaotic energy, and grasped the leg of the Celestial Eradicator, pulling Him into the ground.

The sudden attack filled the eradicators with a mixture of anger and surprise, but they didn't really care.

Throughout this long period of time, He has experienced countless attacks, but He does not take this level of attack seriously.

It wasn't until He tried to break free from the chaotic hand that remained motionless and continued to sink into the planet's interior that He realized something was wrong.

The eradicator felt a chill run down its spine and made a decision in an instant. It removed its armor, and its true form leaped out, covering a distance of light-years in a single step, preparing to escape this unknown danger.

However, this did not allow Him to escape smoothly. Another large hand extended from the surface of the planet, as if traversing time and severing a distant spatial scale, precisely grasping His lower leg and pulling Him into an unknown dimension.

The eradicator's expression changed drastically, turning ashen. He turned around and used various energies and methods to attack the hand gripping his leg, splashing blood stained with chaotic energy, but to no avail.

Under the watchful eyes of the survivors of those civilizations, the culprits who destroyed their civilizations were dragged into the planet's underground without any resistance.

The entire planet began to glow with an eerie light, emitting various colors. Faint cutting sounds, swallowing sounds, painful groans, and whimpers for help continued to echo.

Looking up, the planet's surface seemed to become transparent for a moment, as if it were not simply a planet, but rather a vast and infinite unknown dimension that brutally dismembered a chaotic shadow outline, revealing a scene of devouring gods for a fleeting instant.

Until the last moment of the survivors of that civilization, they saw that the god who had destroyed their civilization had lost its life, its head and spine torn off, and blood splattering along the cracks in the earth's surface, like a chilling sea of ​​blood covering the entire starry sky.

After a long time, everything came to a close.

The starry sky became deathly silent. A pale white skull flew off the planet's surface, its empty eyes seemingly gazing at the starry sky in terror, drifting aimlessly in the sea of ​​stars.

...

In some unknown dimension, Longbo glanced behind him and whispered, "We're even."

Many years ago, the Celestial Eradicator ambushed Odin, who was far inferior to Him, and now it is only fair that He ambushes Odin in return.

Having done all this, Longbo felt refreshed and then turned to look in the direction of Asgard.

Now, only Loki and Hela's affairs remain to be dealt with...

Chapter 245 Departure

In Valhalla in Asgard, solemn murals depict the great achievements of the heroes, while sculptures stand around holding weapons, guarding these ancient ancestors.

Loki, looking somewhat somber, stood before the sculptures in the solemn hall of Valhalla, draped in a green robe, gazing at the familiar faces before him, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

Once upon a time, many people here left a deep impression on his memory.

Although he was an adopted son brought back from the territory of the Frost Giants by Odin, Odin treated him as his own son, and he grew up with many of the people depicted in the murals until they parted ways due to certain events.

He chose to rebel due to some issues and conflicts. After failing, he fell into the Rainbow Bridge, pretended to be dead, and never appeared in Asgard again, thus going into seclusion.

Over the years, many major events have occurred in the Nine Realms and even the entire universe, plunging many worlds into war and causing immense suffering to all living beings.

Even Asgard was not spared.

Guided by the voice in his heart, Luo Ji silently returned here and saw those familiar faces once again.

However, those once vibrant faces have now become murals depicting their great achievements, which causes Loki immense pain.

His former friends never understood why Loki, as a prince, would collude with the frost giants to attack Asgard, and why he would rather die than accept Thor's forgiveness.

Lumberjack's footsteps echoed in the vast, silent space, and his long, ethereal voice sounded beside Loki, causing him to instinctively turn his head.

Loki's face, which looked much older than Lombard's, was now tinged with sorrow, and his eyes gleamed. He spoke, almost trembling:

"Father, I'm sorry..."

"If I hadn't chosen to leave and had instead admitted my mistake, would they have been spared from dying with unresolved questions?"

Upon hearing this, Longbo's eyes subtly changed, and he quickly realized that this was the real Loki from this universe, not the Loki Top that spanned the timelines of the multiverse.

At this moment, Loki regrets missing the fact that his childhood friends died because of his escape.

Now, seeing his father, Longbo, appear before him, he instinctively asked for his help.

But Longbo didn't know how to answer him. Although he was very powerful, he had never had a similar experience before.

Aside from encountering a few mechanical monsters on Earth at the beginning, He had a smooth life and didn't know how to enlighten Loki.

After a moment of silence, Luna stepped forward, met Loki's bewildered gaze, and looked at the solemn mural, taking in the scene depicted.

The above records the heroic deeds of the warriors who grew up with Thor and Loki, who died in a major event.

For the warriors of Asgard, it was undoubtedly a glorious death, but for Loki it seemed to be a regret.

“Father…I…” Loki saw that Lombard did not answer and seemed to want to explain something, but the next second he saw Lombard’s meaningful eyes.

Loki met his eyes and calmly posed a question: "Loki, do you want to see them again?"

Do you still have the courage to see them again?

Loki was taken aback by these words, then hesitated for a moment, recalling the past, before finally becoming resolute, "If I could, I would like to see them again."

“Okay.” Long Bo nodded, then snapped his fingers lightly. Everything around him gradually slowed down, and the passage of time became disordered.

In Loki's perception, the surrounding environment seemed to have undergone an astonishing change. Everything was being pulled by some force into countless black lines, flowing towards a huge black hole.

Amidst this astonishing change, he felt an incredible pulling force that he could not resist, even though he had grown stronger over the years. He was directly drawn into it by the amazing suction force.

"Loki, quick, grab my hand!"

When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him was blurry. His brother's urgent voice came to his ears, and a feeling of falling pulled his body tightly, making it hard for him to breathe.

Until the scene before him became clear, and Thor's familiar face appeared before him, his anxious expression made Loki feel dazed again.

At this moment, he was being pulled by the power of the Rainbow Bridge, with only his brother Thor pulling him back, gritting his teeth and resisting the enormous pulling force.

This scene made Loki instantly realize that this was the very moment he chose to leave Asgard and never returned. At that moment, he chose to let go, thus becoming a dead man in the eyes of Asgard.

This sudden change shocked Loki, but faced with the urgent shouts in his ears, this time he did not let go of his brother's hand, but let Thor pull him up.

When his feet stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge once more, Loki still felt a sense of unreality, his eyes slightly glazed, and he murmured, "Father?"

He felt that all of this was related to his father, after all, just a second ago his father had asked him if he still had the courage to see them one last time.

Loki was lost in thought until a sharp pain shot through his face. Thor punched him in the face, pulling him back to reality. Before Loki could react, Thor punched him again.

"Do you know what you've done?! You dared to collude with the Frost Giants to sabotage Asgard!"

Thor raised his fist high, his face full of anger and confusion, and the rage in his eyes was almost burning.

However, the next second, Loki, having regained his senses, suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly, abruptly extinguishing his brother's anger.

“I’m so glad to see you again, brother.” Loki’s bruised and swollen face broke into a genuine smile, leaving Thor bewildered and at a loss for words.

Soldiers clad in golden armor approached from afar, weapons in hand, and surrounded Loki, the prince who had colluded with the frost giants.

But when Loki saw those familiar faces, he smiled broadly.