"Loki is a kind boy; he was just temporarily blinded."

Frigga looked worried.

She watched Loki grow up and treated him like her own son. She understood Loki's confusion and bewilderment, as well as his naivety and stubbornness.

Loki was both unfortunate and fortunate.

"He is not worthy of being the prince of Asgard!"

Odin's voice was deep.

This father of the gods, a god who is so revered, can also be in such a dejected state; it seems that he has suffered a great blow.

Perhaps Odin did have ulterior motives when he first adopted Loki.

Later, there was a difference in treatment between her and her biological son Thor, after all, Thor was the true heir to the Asgardian bloodline.

"Can't you see it? This is the illusion state."

Lin Yan's lips curled into a wicked smile. If he could maintain his illusionary state, wouldn't no one be able to detect his presence, allowing him to move freely as if no one were there?

Lin Yan looked around at the Immortal Palace.

Asgard is like a dazzling jewel, resplendent in gold and jade, displaying its splendor, wealth, and divine authority.

The halls are even more magnificent.

luxurious.

Suddenly.

Queen Frigga's gaze shifted to Lin Yan, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as if she sensed an unusual aura. "It seems I really am getting old."

"how you said that?"

Odin continued to care for Frigg, who was his lifelong partner.

Queen Frigg was also a gentle and graceful woman.

She always obeyed Odin in every way.

"I think I'm hallucinating."

Queen Frigga rubbed her temples. She was slightly tipsy and her heart was filled with worry and longing for her two sons.

Lin Yan was also slightly shocked.

As expected of Frigga, Queen of Asgard.

Frigg was originally a member of the Vanir gods of Vanaheim, but later married Odin and came to Asgard. She is the queen of the gods in Norse mythology and the foster mother of Thor and Loki.

Thor's mother, Frigga, was raised by witches and was skilled in all kinds of magic, known as the greatest sorcerer in Asgard.

Perhaps this ability will be less effective at blocking magic.

And at this time.

Jotunheim.

A great battle is about to begin. The Warriors Three of Heimdall, Sif, and others, bearing the honor of Asgard and Odin's orders, lead their army to Haydenheim.

"We must fulfill our mission and rescue Prince Thor."

Warrior Vandal shouted.

"Loki! The traitor to Asgard, he must pay the price."

"It's a black-haired female warrior named Sif!" she said sternly.

She is Heimdall's sister, and as a child she was a playmate of Thor and Baldr.

Their body density is three times that of humans on Earth.

Like all the inhabitants of Asgard, she has an exceptionally long lifespan and is immune to all diseases and conventional damage.

Sif possesses superhuman strength, capable of lifting up to 30 tons. She also has incredible speed and stamina, allowing her to fight for extended periods without fatigue.

Sif possesses exceptional hand-to-hand combat skills and extraordinary swordsmanship. Her fighting ability ranks among the top three of the goddesses of Asgard, second only to the Valkyrie.

Sif's primary weapon is a longsword imbued with magic by Odin. It can be used for ordinary attack and defense, or it can be used in a special swinging motion to open a spatial portal, teleporting her to her destination, usually between Asgard and Earth.

"Let's go! I will personally subdue the traitor Loki!"

Heimdall raised his arm and shouted.

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"Let's go! I will personally subdue the traitor Loki!"

Heimdall raised his arm and shouted.

Suddenly, Heimdall sensed something unusual. The warrior Volstagg beside him abruptly stopped, his eyes sharp as blades.

"what happened?"

"Based on my understanding of Loki, things don't seem to be that simple. He is the 'God of Mischief' in Asgard, a cunning and skilled person who is adept at disguise and deception. We must be careful not to unknowingly walk into Loki's trap."

Heimdall is responsible for guarding the Rainbow Bridge and possesses the Heimdallian Eye, which allows him to perceive all things.

He possesses an exceptionally keen sense of perception, particularly in his vision and hearing, which are close to extrasensory. He is also able to "see through time, empathize, and understand space."

Furthermore, Heimdall possesses the ability to detect the flapping of a butterfly's wings a thousand worlds away. He can also sense the life essence of the god Asgard permeating the nine worlds, and has the ability to focus on specific sensory information or choose to obscure his senses.

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A figure slowly materialized.

That was Loki lying in ambush. He never expected that Heimdall would see through his magic, but a cunning smile appeared on his face.

"Hahahaha, you really came. This is my kingdom, Loki, what do you think? Hahahaha!"

Loki stretched out his arms.

He laughed arrogantly.

He, Loki, has always been looked down upon, even ignored.

He had been racking his brains for a long time and couldn't understand why, even though he and Thor were both princes of Asgard and sons of Odin, he was favored over Thor.

It turns out, it was all because of bloodline.

He is a descendant of the frost giants.

Thor, on the other hand, is the true legitimate royal bloodline of Asgard.

At this moment, Loki was dressed in royal robes, holding the Mind Scepter, a mocking smile on his lips, completely unconcerned about the vast army.

"Loki, you have truly betrayed Asgard."

“Traitor, you have completely betrayed the king’s trust in you.”

"I raised a thankless wretch."

"traitor."

"traitor."

"traitor."

……

The Warriors Three and Sif roared in fury, and the other soldiers joined in, creating a deafening roar.

Deafening.

They had always harbored resentment towards Loki, but had repeatedly tolerated him because of his royal blood. However, when they learned that Loki was merely Ego's adopted son and a descendant of the Frost Giants, their anger towards him became completely undisguised.

Disdain, contempt, anger.

When the ruler commands his subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die.

Odin's command is an inviolable decree; Loki's betrayal of Odin is a betrayal of all Asgard.

Unforgivable.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Release Prince Thor. You know Thor is the only rightful heir. By harming Prince Thor, you are making an enemy of all Asgard."

Heimdall shouted angrily.

He raised his arm and waved it.

Behind him stood tens of thousands of Asgard's bravest warriors, all valiant and fearless, willing to sacrifice their lives for the glory of Asgard.

Heimdall was also prepared to die for his cause.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

"Hahahaha, are you threatening me? You watchdog of Asgard, what right do you have to reprimand me!"

Loki remained completely calm.

He remained calm and fearless in the face of danger.

Calm and composed.

He even maintained a degree of elegance, composure, and arrogance. In Loki's heart, Asgard and King Odin were nothing but fleeting clouds. The only god was the one he revered most—Lin Yan. Without this god, he would still live in the shadows and insecurity.

They will not gain courage.

With strength.

Loki raised his arm and swung it.

Suddenly, as if dark clouds were pressing down from the distance, a massive, dark mass of figures surged forth like a raging flood. Those densely packed figures were the Frost Clan army.

Rumble, rumble——

The sound shook all directions.

The roaring sounds grew closer and closer, as deafening as if it were the end of the world, accompanied by increasingly chilling growls.

The Frost army of Jotunheim!

The monstrous Frost Clan beast, with its ferocious face and enormous size, roared. The other Frost Clan soldiers were also fully armed, each with bloodshot eyes.

It was filled with an aura of killing intent.

Loki raised his hand, and the roar abruptly ceased. Even Heimdall, with his usually composed demeanor, couldn't help but feel a twitch in his eyelids, even a hint of horror.

Is this still the Loki he knows?

“Kill him, traitor.”

The warrior Vandal was the first to charge forward, and war was imminent. A vast army, stretching as far as the eye could see, clashed in a magnificent display of power.

……

The war was exceptionally brutal.

Countless Asgardian warriors bravely sacrificed themselves, while Loki sat upright, smiling as he watched. Even as severed limbs fell before his eyes, his expression remained unchanged.

Despite Heimdall, Sif, and the Warriors of Asgard fighting valiantly, they were still unable to reverse the situation.

"Heh heh, Heimdall, Sif, and the Warriors Three of Asgard, I will make you taste the most humiliating defeat ever."

Loki's cunning eyes were filled with a thirst for victory.

The warrior Fandral, covered in blood and with bloodshot eyes, looked on with resentment. "Loki, you traitor!"

"Loki, even if you kill us, you cannot stop King Odin from punishing you."

"Surrender, Loki."

"Loki, your sins are inescapable."

"..."

In response to these words, Loki burst into laughter, as if it were the funniest joke he had ever heard. "Hahahaha, what are you talking about? Surrender?"

This is a joke!

He, Loki, had no status or identity in Asgard.

They are not valued and are not expected to be valued.

Under Odin's rule, as long as Thor is alive, he will not be able to inherit the throne of Asgard, nor will he be able to obtain the status and glory that he deserves.

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