(The subsequent Marvel chapter is not well written. It is recommended to jump to the next world directly. The last few chapters are free to read) "I don't think you want me to help you chase Thor, Sif?" Luke frowned and found that something seemed wrong. Did he just experience such a scene once? "You know what I want to say?" Sif's surprised answer confirmed Luke's thoughts. Did he have a precognitive dream or was attacked by a substitute? "Of course, Sif, the only female among the four warriors of Asgard, your name has been recorded in the mythology of the earth. Um... please wait a moment." Luke raised his hand to signal Sif to keep quiet, closed his eyes and tried to contact the two clones on Earth... "Oh~" The connection was broken. He could not sense his two clones on Earth, and the opposite side should be the same. It seems that the option of precognitive dream can be ruled out. Luke rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and magnified his perception, but he could not feel anything abnormal.
Death returns? Endless August? Killer Queen's third bomb-loser eats dust? It seems that none of them are reliable. Luke was thinking, but Sif, who had been standing aside, interrupted his thinking. "Master Luke, are you willing to help me chase Thor?" The phenomenon of time reversal suddenly appeared. Luke was too lazy to care about such trivial matters. He looked at Sif and sighed, "Sif, can't I?" "What do you mean?" Luke knelt on one knee, gently held Sif's hand, and looked affectionately, "In fact, I fell in love with you hopelessly at the first sight of you, Sif, you have the perseverance and courage of a warrior, and the gentleness and dignity of a woman. Do I have the opportunity to spend my life with you?" Sif was stunned by this sudden confession and was at a loss, "You rolled the sheets with more than a dozen of my friends yesterday, and rolled all night..." How did this Master Luke have the nerve to say such a thing just after pulling up his pants? "The me of yesterday is no longer the me of today. When the desire of the body is satisfied, the only image that flashes through my mind is your face, your voice, appearance and smile are still vivid in my mind." Luke's face remained unchanged, his tone was sincere but perfunctory, and his smile was full of disgust. "It sounds like you are describing a dead person... Sorry, I refuse, I already have someone I like." "What a pity." Luke sighed regretfully, "It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy, you just asked me to help you chase Thor?" "No need." Sif left with an ugly face. She originally came to find someone to help, but now it's suddenly difficult to speak. You can't just ask that person to help chase someone after rejecting someone's confession! After Sif left, Luke returned to the room and found Skadi, who was lying on the floor and was dirty, and patted her face. "Wake up, tell me which palace Ancient One sleeps in."
"Stop, find someone else, let me rest..." Skadi closed her eyes and moaned, biting Luke's finger and began to suck. Luke: ... Think about it carefully, the time loop is not a big deal, let's see if it will disappear automatically. ... In the banquet hall, Thor opened his eyes while holding his head after a hangover. In his hazy vision, he saw Loki standing straight, silently watching everything in the banquet hall, the iron candlesticks, the plain tables, the leftover food and the little wine left, the drunk Asgardian warriors on the ground, and him. "Loki, help me." Thor had a splitting headache and rubbed his eyes. He drank a lot yesterday, all of which were aged wines from Asgard for thousands of years, and he still felt a little dizzy now. "Okay, brother." After hearing Thor's voice, Loki came back to his senses and turned his eyes to him, smiling and extending his hand. Thor was startled by his address and his eyes widened. He realized that Loki was not dressed as neatly as usual, nor did he look as elegant as usual. Instead, he looked relaxed, leisurely, and even a little... Thor didn't know how to describe it with his limited vocabulary, but if he had to say it, it should be "peaceful"? The golden sunlight shone through the painted glass in the banquet hall onto Loki's face. For a moment, Thor even felt that his brother had a noble divinity on his face. It was as if he had seen through everything, experienced all the vicissitudes of life, and took a nap when he had a chance to return to the original peace. "What's wrong, brother?" Loki smiled at him as he held out his hand. "I'm not a snake yet, so you won't be staring at me like a fool." "Uh, nothing." Thor grabbed Loki's hand and stood up, scratching his head. "Actually, I don't like snakes that much since you turned into a snake and stabbed me." Loki raised his eyebrows and looked amused. "Then what do you like? I'll turn into you again, ok?" He made a suggestion: "How about I turn into Mjolnir, so you can hold a hammer in each hand." Two Mjolnir! Thor's heart was pounding. He imagined himself holding two Thor's hammers and falling from the sky to kill people on the battlefield. He had a fierce inner struggle before he stopped thinking. "No, one Mjolnir is enough." With Loki's magic level, turning into Mjolnir is just an ordinary hammer. When needed, he can just throw him over as a humanoid weapon. He likes to play the "help game" with Loki. The game of asking for help is a common trick used by him and Loki. In simple terms, Loki pretends to be injured, and Thor supports him to ask for help and show weakness, and when the enemy loses his vigilance, he uses Loki as a weapon to hit him. The effect is very good, but it is a bit useless for Loki! I don’t know if it is an illusion, Thor feels that when he thinks so, the corner of Loki’s mouth seems to twitch.
“Brother, you take Mjolnir too seriously, just as if it is a partner.” “Really? No!” Thor looked unconvinced. He only takes Mjolnir with him when eating, drinking, getting up, greeting, meeting, fighting, sleeping, bathing, masturbating, chatting, and going to the toilet. At other times, he doesn’t touch Mjolnir. Well…try not to touch it! "Yes, I think you should develop some new romantic partners instead of just focusing on the hammer. At least your partner should be a humanoid creature." "Thor never puts down his hammer!" Thor shrugged, and Thor's hammer on the table flew into his hand in response to the master's call. The familiar touch came from his hand, and he felt more confident and smiled heartily. Just now, facing Loki who spoke to him normally instead of mocking him, Thor felt particularly uncomfortable and felt empty in his heart. "Loki, do you want to try to lift Mjolnir again?" Loki's eyes were a little helpless, "No, I don't have an obsession with that thing anymore." "Still pretending, I knew you touched my hammer while I was asleep!" Loki: "..." Loki's face showed a bit of embarrassment, and he muttered, "It's a thing of the past, why bring it up." Mjolnir, the hammer of Thor, is the treasure of Asgard. It is the most arrogant among the hammers. Those who can lift it have their combos prepared for you, and those who can't lift it, such as Loki, can't move it even if they use all their strength. To be ashamed, Loki once licked Mjolnir for a while, but the hammer didn't care about his identity as the second prince of Asgard. He tried countless times before, but all failed. It would be good if you could move it at least! It feels like you are busy all the time but can't break into the door, and the other side is playing with the phone happily, and doesn't even pay attention to you. Seeing the familiar expression on Loki's face after his trick was exposed, Thor breathed a sigh of relief. "Nothing, I just think you look a little different today." Loki raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Is it a good or bad difference?" "Okay." Thor waved his hammer, his face a little weird, "I don't know if you noticed that you kept calling me brother today." "What's wrong with calling you brother?" It's a big problem! Thor's face was solemn. It was not "dear brother", not "respected elder brother", not "great son of Odin, my brother who is the heir of the God King", but a normal call of brother. This is fine between other brothers, but it is a bit scary for him and Loki. "In fact, at first I thought it was alcohol that messed up your brain, or you were hit by some magic that made you become obedient." "I didn't deserve a beating so bad before!"
Loki's face had a little more emotion. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly showed a smirk on his face, just like when he played a prank before. "Brother, I just lied. I still have a little obsession with Mjolnir. Can you let me try to lift the hammer again?" "Of course I didn't ask..." Thor was about to hand over the hammer, but suddenly shuddered, his hair stood up, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. This feeling is hard to describe, just like he was about to send his beautiful girlfriend to the yellow-haired man's house, and then drink the black tea brought by the yellow-haired man. Loki: (*￣︶￣) Thor: (-﹏-`；) "Forget it, Loki." Thor said in a muffled voice: "You will cry if you can't lift it." Loki sneered. If he lifted it, Thor would be the one crying. "Hey, Thor!" A sweet female voice came, and Sif, who was wearing armor, had a hesitant look on her face. "Sif, what's the matter?" Sif hesitated for a moment, then mustered up her courage, "Just now, Master Luke confessed to me." Thor: "(Д*) Amazing, one of his brothers confessed to another brother? Oh, yes, Sif is a girl! That won't work either! "No, Sif, Luke is a very good warrior...er...mage, and can be a very good friend, but definitely not a good partner. I saw him go back to the room with a dozen women yesterday!" Sif's face lit up, "Would you be angry if I was with Luke?" "Of course!" "What if..." Sif showed hesitation on her face, glanced at the hammer in Thor's hand and Loki who was looking at him with encouraging eyes, and her face turned red. She couldn't say it in front of the hammer and Loki! "Nothing, I'm going to train." Sif left as if escaping. Loki sighed as he watched her gradually disappearing back. I gave you a chance, but you're useless!