"That belongs to me." Loki stood up. Although he was still a little afraid of this fierce sister, he couldn't help himself when she openly tried to take his place.
After all, he had just sat in that position for a short time, and his butt wasn't even warm yet.
As for revenge? Loki looked at his father Odin in front of him, his brother Thor standing between him and Hela, and a powerful female version of himself, and his courage instantly surged through his body.
Maybe Sylvie's fighting ability is a little lower than Hela's, but after I find Luke or the dwarf master craftsman to tailor a weapon for her, I can still look forward to her strength.
In other words, the right to use the Infinity Stones in this universe is mostly in Luke's hands. Otherwise, if it were in other universes, with the ability and manpower of the Time Administration, it might be possible to collect all the Infinity Stones to fight Hela.
Of course, Loki knew that his idea was a bit too optimistic. After all, after experiencing the baptism of the Time Administration, his belief in the omnipotence of the Infinity Stones had long been shaken in his mind.
"Oh? Then," Hela paid no attention to Loki's protests. She simply looked at him with arrogance and a hint of contempt, and asked in a long tone, "What can you bring to it?"
"We are familiar with the operation and personnel of this organization, and know how to use it correctly to maintain order and stability in the multiverse." Sylvie stood up and spoke for Loki.
"Order and stability? How ridiculous." Hela glanced at the speaking Sylvie and revealed an undisguised sneer: "That's the last thing you want to advocate!
You have such a powerful organization, with the best warriors carefully selected from all over the universe, and the result is that you are fighting for stability and order?"
"If it's not for order and stability, then is it chaos and killing?" Loki glanced at Luke with a hidden look and asked with a smile.
Seeing the smile on Loki's face, Thor, who had grown up with Loki and been tricked and deceived countless times by him, and Sylvie, who had formed some kind of inexplicable connection with Loki, both immediately thought he was up to something. And just as they thought, the truth was, Loki was setting a trap for his sister.
After all, for Luke and the Energy Bank's many shareholders, the more leeks the better. Under these circumstances, they should all prefer stability and order. Hela, however, seemed unaware of this.
"It's conquest!" Hela gave her own answer, disdaining Loki's trap. She turned to Luke, Mephisto and other shareholders and said, "I have experienced that kind of energy and I know how to collect it.
The output of stability and order is too slow. We can use victory and death to accelerate the accumulation of this energy and consolidate its foundation.
If one universe is destroyed, we'll find the next one. If all the universes we can see are destroyed, we'll wait for them to restart. We don't need to play those hypocritical models."
"I like her style."
Dormammu and Mephisto's eyes lit up. Hela's style of doing things was undoubtedly quite to their liking. They were dimensional demons who devoured other worlds to accumulate and grow. In other words, they were hunters, not cultivators. They preferred to rely on plunder to expand their own territory.
"This is ridiculous!" Loki shouted angrily.
"You can only yell here. Perhaps you would like to use the most primitive method to decide the outcome with me?" Hela raised her head proudly, and swept a cold gaze towards Loki: "You can choose the method and venue of the battle. If you win, I will abandon this plan and give up attacking Asgard. I will take back the throne and everything I once lost.
If you lose, I'll take that seat. Of course, if you don't want to leave, I'll be happy to offer you a seat. Sometimes, a king needs a few flatterers around him, doesn't he?
"You want to duel with me?" Loki pointed at himself in surprise.
"Okay, I overestimated you a little. You can bring the big stupid guy and the woman next to you with you." Hela pointed at Thor, then at Sylvie, and said slowly.
"She humiliated me!" Loki slapped his brother's shoulder hard with one hand and pointed at Hela with the other, his tone and expression full of excitement.
"I heard it, and I saw it." Thor's eyes were also full of anger. No matter what, his Loki had been very well behaved recently, at least helping him deal with a lot of things that gave him a headache.
If the hammer was in his hands now, if he could completely master it, then he could get Loki to agree to the battle request, but now, he looked at his taciturn father, feeling a little bewildered.
Could it be that Loki and I are no longer your favorite children, Father God? Say something!
"I can lead armies to conquer and reap universes, but you? You can only be a mascot who signs the seal." Hela looked at the shareholders present. "Between me and this mascot, what is your choice?"
"I vote for Loki." Doctor Strange Stephen raised his hand and solemnly stated his choice. He undoubtedly preferred Loki, who might lead the Time Bureau astray, to Hela, who reveled in conquest and slaughter. At least the universe would be a little quieter.
"I choose Loki, too." Nick Fury glanced at Luke as he voted, and when he saw he hadn't expressed anything, he decisively followed Master Strange. His reason? He certainly didn't want Hela, a stranger with such a radical personality, to control a violent organization.
Even after seeing the organization that was formerly the Time Administration, he felt that the person most suitable for this organization was not Hela or Loki, but him, Nick Fury!
This has many similarities with the organization S.H.I.E.L.D.
"I'll vote for Loki too." After seeing the actions of Stephen and Nick, Thor seemed to suddenly realize that he was also a shareholder, and immediately cast the vote he represented.
"Hela."
"Hela."
Dormammu and Mephisto decisively cast their votes for Hela, who was more to their liking. Even if it didn't work out, looking at Odin's dark face was still something to be happy about, wasn't it?
"I don't care. But as a balance, I vote for Hela."
For Nightmare, the ultimate goal is to turn dreams into reality. If you can't do it for the time being, it would be a good idea to consume more nightmare energy and expand your nightmare dimension.
Everyone's eyes fell on Luke at once.
"In that case, how about an experiment?" Luke didn't make a choice, but instead offered a slightly cunning suggestion. "You can each choose a universe from the known multiverse. Within a specified timeframe, whoever can provide the most energy and value to the Energy Bank will take the position. The other person must become the victor's deputy."
Of course, losers don't need to be discouraged. After a period of time, you can compete again to decide who will take the position. Next time, you can also let the people of the Multivariate Administration make the selection and position.
If you don't want to do it yourself, you can also each select some subordinates from within this organization and train them, and let them carry out various tasks and battles to decide who will win and who will lose between you.
Survival of the fittest, the winner is king. No one can say anything, what do you think? "
"You promised me this seat!" Loki looked at Luke in shock. He didn't expect Luke to try to smooth things over at this critical moment.
"I didn't say that." Luke thought about it and shook his head in denial.
"You clearly..." Loki suddenly paused. He thought carefully and realized that Luke had never said such a thing. Everything was just his own self-righteousness due to many coincidences.
It was Mobius's language and the ubiquitous statue of Loki that gave him too many psychological hints.
"But you said you hoped your gift would satisfy me." Loki looked at Luke blankly.
"Didn't you get it in advance?" Luke raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked back.
"How could I have gotten it in advance?" Loki looked confused when asked by Luke.
"That lighter, man," Luke reminded.
Hearing this, Loki's face turned green and red for a moment: "Isn't that mine?"
"You stole it, of course, with my permission." Luke rested his elbows on the long circular stone table and continued, "You chose it, and I won't hold you to account. It's a gift. I think you're satisfied with its use, aren't you?"
"But..." Loki was speechless. He knew that taking advantage of Luke was harder than climbing to heaven! He couldn't figure out whether Luke had planned this trip beforehand, or if he had chosen him immediately after receiving the lighter. He wanted to say something, but seeing his father's face turned towards him, which was majestic and tinged with a hint of darkness, anger, and a murderous look, he fell silent.
"Then it's decided." Luke saw that no one objected, and the only objector was subdued by Odin's eyes, so he immediately confirmed it.
Although Loki has become more reliable recently, his unreliable memory is still memorable.
Originally, Luke had wanted to have Ancient One or Odin take charge of the organization for a while, but now it seems that Hela is also a good choice? After all, they are all problem children. If something really goes wrong, Luke will have no choice but to use Odin to solve the problem for his children.
The following meeting wasn't filled with much contention. Mephisto discussed the progress of the previously planned energy loans and other projects.
To put it in Mephisto's words: Everything is going well at the moment. Behind the scenes of the Energy Bank, some gods who were unwilling to cooperate were successfully killed by their disappointed believers and fell successfully.
The believers who were bewitched by the devils and lent the power to kill gods, not only handed over everything of the fallen gods to the devils according to the contract, but also handed over their own souls.
Mephisto had won a fabulous victory. Not only had his Energy Bank accumulated a considerable amount of wealth, but he had also continued his traditional trade and harvested a large number of high-quality souls, greatly strengthening himself.
The light of the soul, which was transformed from the believer's shattered faith and the violent emotional fluctuations caused by his rebellion against God, directly formed a hard energy crystal.
This is an energy entity with a higher density than energy liquid.
A massive movement to exterminate gods had already begun in the universe. The fall and rise of both old and new gods meant that the Energy Bank's earlier plan had entered a stable phase. At least almost all of the new gods could now be considered Energy Bank clients.
Or, more practically, the Energy Bank is already the debtor of most of the New Gods. After all, they were able to overthrow the Old Gods and become New Gods because of the Energy Bank's assistance and funding. If they fail, their souls return to Mephisto, who then fills the gap left by the Energy Bank. If they succeed, there's no need to be overly happy. For the long term, the New Gods will have to live a frugal life, working for the Energy Bank.
Mephisto, who was already very adept at using financial methods, said that the person who invented this method was a genius worse than the devil. He really liked this way of growing without any effort and energy rolling in.
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"You have to help me!"
After the meeting, Loki, who didn't even care about Sylvie for the time being and left her to her mother Frigga, came to the door with his brother. He looked at Luke very seriously.
"This is a matter between you and your sister Hela." Luke, who was trapped in the laboratory, spread his hands.
"But the cause of this matter is still related to you. To be fair, you should at least improve my strength to a level that can compete with her. What if that crazy woman kills me?" Loki's tone was timid. The thought of having to work with her violent and arrogant sister for a long time in the future made him feel very insecure.
"It's impossible to improve your strength." Luke knocked on the void in Loki's eyes, which quickly turned into disappointment. Three giant glass jars suddenly rose from the metal ground under their feet.
Inside the glass jars were three giant dragons of varying colors, attributes, and abilities. Though still juvenile in appearance, their eyes, suddenly opened within the liquid, could still instill considerable pressure and fear.
"Pick one, it will be a good helper to you." Luke gestured to Loki.
"Can I choose them all?" Loki rubbed his hands. He felt that the energy in each of his bodies seemed to be faintly surpassing his own. And this was still in its infancy! As expected, he could always trust that Luke would have something good hidden in his hands.
"Don't be too greedy. Even if I wanted to, you can't afford to support three right now," Luke said.
"What about opinions? It would be nice to give some correct suggestions, right?" Loki asked.
"Then let's go with this one. With its life attributes, it can deal with Hela's death power very well." Luke pointed to a little dragon that was milky white all over.