Half an hour later.
The once gravely injured Thor suddenly opened his eyes!
He was an Asgardian, blood of the gods flowing through his veins!
Even though his divine power had been sealed, his physical constitution remained far beyond that of any human.
A single strike that would cripple a normal man for two weeks could be fully recovered from by Thor in just half an hour.
"What have you done to me?"
"Let me go at once! I am the mighty son of Odin!"
As soon as he awoke, Thor realized he had been restrained, and his voice roared with urgency.
But his hands and feet were shackled to the iron bed by silver bracelets, and no matter how he struggled, it was completely useless.
Coulson frowned as he entered the room.
Looking at the roaring god, he didn't hesitate—he yanked down Thor's pants, exposing his pale, vulnerable flesh.
A cold gust of wind swept across, causing the God of Thunder to shiver.
"What are you doing?!"
"Don't come any closer!!!"
Thor struggled in terror, yelling at Coulson.
But it was useless.
The high-potency sedative was already prepared.
Without a word, Coulson injected it straight into that pale flesh.
"I am… Thor…"
Thor's words cut off mid-sentence as paralysis struck him.
His consciousness remained clear, yet his body could no longer move.
"Let the myths end here, Mr. Thor."
"We don't have time to entertain you. Tonight, there's another lunatic waiting for us to deal with."
"He may even be an old acquaintance of yours… maybe in the bed next to yours."
Coulson teased before turning and leaving the room.
"My pants… my pants…"
Thor mumbled incoherently. His tongue numb from the sedative, he could only call out vaguely.
Coulson left so quickly, he hadn't even pulled Thor's pants back up!
Yet, the moment Coulson exited, another figure appeared in the room out of thin air.
Dressed in a black suit, slender yet graceful, with delicate, handsome features that carried a trace of androgyny.
It was Loki.
The brother of the hapless God of Thunder.
Upon seeing him, Thor's face lit up with joy.
He naively believed Loki had come to rescue him!
"Abba… Abba abba…"
[Translation: "Loki? You've finally come!"]
Thor's excitement almost brought him to tears. After enduring so much, he finally saw a familiar face.
Once he escaped, he would find a way to take his revenge!
Loki, suppressing a smile, deliberately adopted a sorrowful expression.
It was the first time he had seen the mighty Thor reduced to such a pitiful, ridiculous state.
"Thor, I need to talk to you…"
Loki took a deep breath, his face full of sorrowful contemplation.
Thor froze.
A cold shiver ran through him as he vaguely realized something terrible had happened in Asgard.
"Father… is dead…"
Loki spoke in a voice heavy with grief.
The words made Thor's eyes widen in shock. His massive frame tensed violently!
He tugged at the handcuffs, the metal scraping with a harsh, grating sound.
"Because of what you did in Jotunheim, a new war is about to begin."
"And your banishment… it was unbearable for her."
"I'm here to inform you…"
"Don't blame yourself too much."
"I know you loved him, and I even advised Father…"
"But he wouldn't listen. What you did broke his heart."
"Knowing you could no longer lift Mjölnir, yet placing it before your eyes—it was cruel beyond measure."
Loki's voice was heavy with sorrow, and he even forced two tears from his eyes to sell the act.
"Now the burden of the throne falls on my shoulders."
"The truce with Jotunheim comes with your permanent exile."
"Mother wept her tears over this. She won't allow you to return to Asgard."
"I've come to say goodbye… brother."
"I'm sorry…"
Loki spoke with deep sadness, fully aware that Thor had just been sedated and could barely speak.
After saying these words, he turned to leave.
But as he opened the door, a blonde woman was already waiting.
Android 18 smiled and threw a punch straight at Loki's face!
However, Loki in front of her dissolved into a green shimmer and vanished!
An illusion!
The real Loki was not here.
"Hmph! Magic…"
18 flinched at the empty strike, sneering as she turned to leave.
As a technological specialist, she wasn't adept at dealing with magic users.
Especially when the opponent wielded so many strange and unusual abilities—it could be confusing.
But she could sense that the warlock hadn't gone far. He was still active somewhere within this temporary base.
"I'll go bring him back!"
Adroid 18 declared to Renjie behind her.
Just as she was about to leave, Renjie gently caught her hand, holding it against his chest.
"Let him go. It'll be far more interesting this way, don't you think?"
Renjie's mischievous smile made 18 roll her eyes in reluctant agreement.
She remained outside to guard while Renjie entered the room alone, where Thor still lay twisted in anguish.
Despite his orders for Coulson to provide Thor with decent clothing, no suitable outfit could be found.
Finally, spending 20 dollars at a nearby cowboy bar, they procured a construction worker's jumpsuit and dressed the god in it.
Surprisingly, it fit quite well.
If there was any flaw—it was simply the absence of his hammer.
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