Ch-36 Shock! Burning!

Classic Loki's face suddenly changed!

Actually, there was no limit to the number of times teleportation could be used. The only one who had a limit was himself.

He was too old now.

The Frost Giants were not like the Aesir, a race that grew stronger with age. Their strength diminished greatly.

After using teleportation now, his mental strength could not support the search for the next space coordinate!

He understood everything in an instant and said angrily.

"So you deliberately showed that you wanted to betray us during dinner!"

"Why?"

When Black Loki heard this, his face twisted as he said angrily:

"Why!?"

"You actually asked me why!"

"Because you have powerful Illusion magic!"

"Because that dead boy has the Laevateinn!"

"Because even this fucking new crocodile has a fucking higher fighting power than me!"

"Leave this area, other places are much more dangerous. I'll definitely be the first to die. You don't even consider me!"

Old Loki looked incredulous.

Kid Loki said angrily. "If we hadn't helped you when you first arrived in the Void, you would have died long ago!"

"And the decision to leave was made tonight! You betrayed us before!"

Black Loki didn't listen at all. With a grim smile on his face, he said:

"Now you must die first!"

Then he suddenly shouted to the sky:

"Mr. Azazel, my mission is complete!"

"Azazel?"

Classic Loki and Kid Loki looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes!

For the one who offered the bounty for Illusion Magic was 'Loki'!

They had never heard of a Azazel before!

*Puff!*

At that moment, the sound of space transmission echoed, and a man in a burgundy suit with a devil-like face and a slender, flexible tail appeared!

Kid Loki drew the Laevateinn from behind him, and Classic Loki looked alert!

The two of them had an instinctive feeling that the creature in front of them was definitely not a variant of Loki!

"You did a good job, black man."

Azazel smiled and said, looking at the black Loki with satisfaction.

The black Loki didn't care to be called a black man and said flatteringly:

"Mr. Azazel, my mission is complete."

"Next, I can join Lady Cassandra's organization."

The corners of the Azazel's mouth turned up slightly:

"Of course..."

As he said this, the tail behind him, like a flexible whip, suddenly pierced the head of the Black Loki.

"No!"

Looking into his astonished eyes, he smiled and said:

"You are Loki... What organization dares to accept Loki?"

"Don't you two agree?"

He turned his head and looked at Classic Loki and Kid Loki, not hiding the malice in his eyes at that moment.

Green energy appeared in Classic Loki's hands as he cautiously said:

"You are an outsider!"

"There should be no hate between us!"

Azazel shrugged:

"Of course there's no hatred. You can only blame your bad luck."

"Besides... your illusion is really realistic, but it's too bad it's useless."

He flicked his tail, and the bodies of classic Loki and kid Loki instantly disappeared.

Outside the hills a few dozen yards away, the two people who had been running suddenly stopped.

In the dark night, a golden spark suddenly exploded.

Ruined City. 🏗️

The top of Stark Tower.🗼

Russell sat casually on the edge of the building, watching the dark night in the distance, not meditating or practicing.

Three days had passed without any useful news, which made him somewhat frustrated.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

If there was no news for another week, he would continue to move north to see if he could get some new entries.

He couldn't just hang himself from a tree.

As for the original plan to set up a base here and bring laura over, it was canceled as well.

Almost all Lokis were too unreliable and had no loyalty.

Once he was gone, problems would easily arise.

Just then, Russell suddenly stood up.

On the plain in the distance, a blinding green light suddenly appeared!

But after only a second, the green light disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

"It's not an illusion!"

"And this level of illusion magic..."

Russell stared into the distance, muttering to himself:

"So it's you... classic Loki!"

After only a few seconds of hesitation, Russell unfolded his Venom suit.

The next second, sound waves surrounded him and his body suddenly flew into the air, disappearing into the darkness in an instant!

On the rooftop, President Loki's neck tightened as he watched the scene unfold.

Another ability. Really perverse.

After witnessing the massacre of a large number of Lokis, he had no intention of running away at this moment.

Of course, the main reason was that this was the Void... There was really no place to run.

A few minutes later.

With the sound of rushing wind, a figure landed on the ground with a bang.

Russell got up and looked around.

Though there was no sign of a fight, there was...

He took a few steps forward and bowed his head.

He saw a black man with a hammer around his waist, lying dead at the edge of the shaft.

The corpse's eyes were filled with astonishment, and he died with his eyes open.

Boastful Loki.

Russell recognized the identity of this man. He had been a teammate of classic Loki in 'Loki Series' and had betrayed them in the end.

He jumped down the shaft.

There was no one in the cave, and the supplies were gone.

They lay neatly in the corner and had not been robbed.

"If it was really here, then the light just now must have been Classic Loki's illusion magic."

"So what happened to make him use magic so late and then disappear in an instant?"

Russell fell into deep thought.

The other party lived in the void for so many years and survived until 'Loki' appeared. He was killed by Alioth.

But now that I have issued a bounty, the other party has an accident...

Is it the bounty hunter who wanted to capture him?

But why are there no signs of a fight?

Russell sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

However, finding this place was a gain!

The next second, his pupils lit up, and hot flames erupted from his entire body, madly sweeping everything around him!

The flames of thousands of degrees continued to burn and penetrate, and some sand and gravel even melted into magma!

It was like hell was spreading all around!

After an unknown amount of time, a cracking sound suddenly resounded.