It's actually mjolnir?
Watching mjolnir land steadily in Peter's hand, Loki's mood became incredibly complex.
On one hand, he was depressed that he, the dignified God of Mischief, would suffer such a huge loss.
On the other hand, thinking about his brother's treasure being held by a mortal—and seemingly being used even more skillfully than his brother—
He felt... incredibly satisfied.
"mortal! You will definitely regret this!"
After struggling to leave behind such a weak parting shot, Loki's eyes rolled back, and he quite simply fainted.
As a "God," his fragility was practically a disgrace to all deities...
At the same time Loki fainted.
Natasha, held in Peter's arms, also had a complex expression.
Peter didn't just let the other party kill her.
Does this mean she actually holds a place in his heart?
Besides, this was a life-saving favor; should she take this opportunity to let something happen between them?
While Black Widow's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, she felt that warm embrace suddenly empty.
Peter had already let her go.
He was still teasing her carelessly:
"Agent Natasha, it looks like you've been a bit slack lately."
"Can you really complete the other tasks I'll give you later like this?"
"Also, considering I saved your life, can that favor I promised you earlier be written off now?"
Peter was just trying to joke with Natasha.
After all, their previous mode of interaction was like this; they had been mocking and trash-talking each other for a long time.
But after he said those words, Natasha's face suddenly changed.
An unprecedented anger instantly swept away the romantic thoughts originally in her mind.
What did this bastard take her for?
In his eyes, was she just a petty person like Nick Fury, only thinking about using favors for profit!
Such a thought made Natasha both angry and heartbroken.
So, she just coldly dropped a sentence:
"Suit yourself!"
Then, with a flick of her fiery red hair, she left the office.
Peter watched her departing back, feeling somewhat speechless for a moment.
What was this about?
Is this how this woman treats her savior?
Normally.
Shouldn't she have followed the flow and continued joking with him?
Then the atmosphere would gradually heat up, and she would unconsciously look at his lips.
And then a passionate kiss.
Finally, after saying some wonderful little flirtatious words, wouldn't she pin him down on the spot like a predatory leopard?
As an experienced top female Agent, who was she showing this willful little girl act to?
With this thought, Peter subconsciously activated his Byakugan, intending to see Natasha's expression after she went out the door.
Was she really angry, or was she just playing hard to get?
However,
When Peter activated the Byakugan, what he saw was...
No angry cursing, no smugness waiting for the prey to take the bait.
Natasha, she just walked alone to a deserted corner of the stairs.
Then she silently squatted down, curling her lonely self into a ball.
As if only this could allow her to barely draw a bit of warmth...
Peter suddenly felt an impulse to slap himself.
I'm such a jerk!
He subconsciously got up and had even walked to the door.
But at the moment he was about to push the door open, he pulled his hand back.
Black Widow was not Gwen after all.
He would completely lose the ability to think because of Gwen's sorrow, but Natasha... it could only be said it hadn't reached that level yet.
Therefore, reason overcame the momentary impulse—he had just recently settled things with Gwen and Felicia.
Now, after just a trip to New Mexico, Black Widow was by his side.
How would the two girls view him?
On the other hand... the one who flirts first is cheap!
To put it bluntly, his heart still held the idea that his relationship with Black Widow should stop at being lovers.
If he actively pursued her now, heaven knows if it would give her ideas she shouldn't have.
He didn't want to cruelly strip away hope after granting it to her.
Rather than causing that kind of secondary trauma, it was better to let her clearly understand her position from the start.
So...
He could comfort her, he could apologize.
But not now!
...
In order to play the long game and better get his hands on treasures like the Destroyer and the casket of ancient winters.
Peter did not set up a truly tight defense for Loki.
The room where Loki was imprisoned seemed heavily guarded, but in reality, it was full of loopholes for Loki.
After Loki woke up, he returned to Asgard almost openly.
When he left, he was smugly despising Peter in his heart:
"Ha, stupid Midgardian, did you think those moronic mortals could keep watch over the great God of Mischief?"
"How naive! mortal, you are destined to pay the price for your arrogance and conceit!"
While Loki was secretly mocking Peter for being "witless" in his heart, he suddenly discovered something unusual...
Wait!
Where did Heimdall go?
That Guardian of the Bifrost Bridge would not leave the Bifrost Bridge without reason!
Loki sensed an unusual atmosphere.
He didn't issue a grand order to find Heimdall, but quietly returned to the palace and secretly watched the direction of the Bifrost Bridge.
After waiting for only a few minutes, he saw Thor's four confidants: Volstagg, Hogun, Fandral, and the goddess Sif!
The four of them sneakily activated the Bifrost Bridge to descend.
As for Heimdall, as soon as the four left, he returned to the Bifrost Bridge and completely ignored the bridge that hadn't fully dissipated, acting as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this scene, Loki's face instantly turned ashen!
Clearly, Heimdall had condoned or even secretly authorized the departure of the four!
And his purpose for doing so was self-evident!
This guy did not recognize him as the new king!
He had only just left Asgard for a short while, and this bastard wanted to welcome Thor back to overthrow him!
"Good! Very good!"
Loki smiled through gritted teeth, then strode toward the Heavenly Palace's treasury and took out two things—the Destroyer and the casket of ancient winters!
"Go kill those rebels and... my worthless brother!"
After giving the Destroyer its task, Loki picked up the casket of ancient winters and walked toward the Bifrost Bridge without a second thought.
"Loki?"
Seeing Loki approaching, Heimdall couldn't help but be shocked,
"How could you?!"
At this moment, because Loki had touched the casket of ancient winters, he had completely revealed the blue skin and red eyes characteristic of a Frost Giant!
"You won't even call me King?" Loki sneered, then instantly activated the casket of ancient winters.
The terrifying cold was something even Heimdall, the third strongest in Asgard, could not resist.
His body, clad in golden armor, was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Fool, you brought this on yourself!"
Leaving behind those words, Loki quietly activated the Bifrost Bridge.
Before long, a large number of Frost Giants arrived in Asgard.
And the leader was none other than Loki's biological father—the "King of the Frost Giants" Laufey!