Chapter: 68

Chapter: 68

"What do we want from the King of Asgard?" I asked sarcastically. "Shouldn't the king already know that, since he tried to kill his brother so blatantly?"

"That's right, Loki!" Sif yelled. Her face was red with rage. "And it wasn't just Thor, was it? I bet the Destroyer would have tried to kill me as well! Am I right?"

"What the hell, Loki? You used to be such a fun guy! You pulled off some of the greatest hijinks and pranks I'd ever seen, and you and Thor were best bros. What happened?" Azazel asked.

Loki scoffed from up on his throne. The first one he addressed was Azazel. "First of all, I have no idea who you even are, and Thor and I haven't been 'best bros' since we were actual children," he spat out. Loki then turned to Sif. "As for you, I truly couldn't have cared less what happened to you. I never ordered the Destroyer to go after you or those three buffoons that Thor calls friends." Sif looked enraged that Loki had pretty much written her off as a non-threat like that. To be fair – in the MCU, she pretty much was, next to useless, but I had no idea if that held true here as well. I don't think it did because when I looked at her, I sensed Power with a capital P. I'd even put her at the peak of high class if I had to estimate.

"What about killing Thor?" I asked again. He didn't say anything on that front yet.

Loki glared down at me from his throne. "I don't know where in the nine hells you crawled out of, Fallen, but you had no business destroying Asgard's greatest weapon. I hadn't sent it there to kill Thor, but to protect him! No one else would believe otherwise. The people know that I love my older brother dearly." He said with a smirk.

What the hell was he talking about? The people all seemed to hate Loki and immediately believed Azazel earlier. I'm also pretty sure an actual Asgardian riot might be forming in Asgard's streets as we speak. I wouldn't be surprised if in a couple of hours the citizens stormed the palace and dethroned Loki themselves. That would actually be pretty funny to watch, but Thor might be a bit miffed if he found out that we started an actual uprising in his home.

Not bothering for further discussion, I unfurled my eight black wings and conjured a Light Spear in each of my hands. I noticed Loki tense on the throne at my actions. "So, it's treason then!? Fine, I'll fight you, angel! I'll take you all on!" As he said that, he picked up his father's spear, Gungnir, and then – he disappeared.

Oh right, he can turn invisible…that's annoying.

I focused all my senses around me and tensed up, trying to listen or see him. To my irritation, I picked up nothing. I glanced to my side and saw that Sif was equally as tense. Heimdall, Azazel, and Penemue all seemed to be staring off in the same direction with no concern on their faces. I figured he must be where they were all looking and I threw one of my spears in the same direction.

The spear ended up clanging off of something as Loki shimmered into place in front of me with an irritated look on his face. "It seems paltry magic such as presence concealment has no effect on you, then. It matters not because I have much better illusions anyway." As he finished, the Loki standing in front of me quickly started to multiply. Where there was originally one...

[Aren't you glad his 'paltry' presence concealment didn't work on you…]

I could tell that the system was probably laughing at me there. If the other people weren't in the room, I would have had no idea where Loki was. I'd have to get better at my observational skills–Wait… I could do that right now! I had that skill-up point that I had yet to use, after all! 

[Name: Layla of the Fallen]

[Title: Angel of Hope]

[Level: 8]

[HP: 4100]

[MP: 610]

[Vigor: 110]

[Strength: 30]

[Intelligence: 80→85]

[Luck: 25→30]

[Skills: Observe 2→3, Angelic Mastery 4, Acting 3, Light Manipulation 5, HP to MP conversion]

[Perks: Never Tell Me the Odds, Mana Siphoner]

[Drawbacks: Sin of Lust]

[Available Free Stat Points: 10→0]

[Skill Up Point: 1→0]

I decided to use that point on Observe while dumping my extra free stat points evenly into Intelligence and Luck. 

[Observe has reached level 3! You can now see the previously unseen…]

"Well, that was cryptic as hell, but I decided to try it out. I used 'Observe' on the ten Lokis that were standing in front of me tauntingly. Nine of them quickly faded away from my vision and vanished as my 'Observe' broke his illusion. The last one hadn't realized this as he stood there grinning madly.

[Loki: The God of Mischief. Level 17 - Loki is currently experiencing a bout of madness that he has been building for almost 1000 years now. The cause of the madness was mind manipulation from ???]

"Time to die, Fallen!" Loki laughed as he ran forward and charged me with his spear. In his mind, he probably figured I was seeing ten of him coming at me at once. To me, though, he looked almost ridiculous, as he clearly had no actual training in using a spear and was just blindly charging forward. I swung my remaining Light Spear sideways and parried his spear with ease. With my right hand, I reeled back my fist before slamming it forward into his face.

"OW!" Loki spouted out as there was a sickening crunch noise. I just broke his nose. Gungnir fell from his grip and clanged on the floor. I kicked it away before he could recover and swung my leg forward, kicking him where the sun doesn't shine...

[Oof, you are ruthless. This poor man...]

Loki squealed as he dropped to the ground in pain, his hand clutching between his legs. Yeah… I just kicked a god in the balls. Really hard too, I didn't hold back. 

I noticed that Azazel and Heimdall had sympathetic pained looks on their faces for how I settled that 'fight.' "Men…" I scoffed. Sif, however, was looking at me like I was her new best friend. She seemed to take great joy from Loki's current state.

"The pain!" Loki cried out on the ground as I walked up to him. I wasn't quite sure what to do now, to be honest. After using 'Observe' on him and finding out someone had messed with his memories, I felt kind of bad, to be honest. Don't get me wrong, I had no problem fighting crazy people, as that was pretty much all supervillains at the end of the day... I just had a problem fighting against someone who became crazy against their will. 

"What the hell is going on here!" A new voice called out and another beautiful goddess entered the Throne room from the back.

[Frigga: Goddess of Prophecy and Motherhood. Level 18. Frigga has been beside herself in worry over what has been happening with her two children. She has felt like something has been very wrong with Asgard for a long time now but she has yet to figure out the cause.]

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