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Chapter 407: New Umbrella (2)

Lady Loki let out a dying scream, and from her chest sprayed blood mixed with organ fragments. Thor witnessed her heart being brought out by a spear, and it scattered on the ground like a blooming flower.

Blood erupted from her chest, staining her long hair red. After her arms trembled twice, they fell weakly to the ground. The direction she looked up at was just Thor's cell.

Thor saw that her eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and then he heard the general say in a disdainful tone, "New king?"

"Loki, you're not worthy."

"Never have been."

He shook his spear, then turned and left, without noticing that the magic barrier had gradually dissipated with Lady Loki's passing.

In a dimension not far from Asgard, the giant serpent Jormungandr gasped for breath, cursing Loki as he looked at his body full of wounds. He immediately used his power to call Sanctum Sanctorum and angrily said, "Didn't you say you could guarantee transactions between demon gods? That damn Loki! He tricked me!"

"Oh? How did he trick you?" A customer service representative on the other end of the phone asked. Jormungandr was too busy venting to notice that the customer service representative was trying to calm him down and asked him to explain the situation in detail from the beginning.

"Oh, I see... Yes, that's right..." Jormungandr said, then continued to tell the story.

While Jormungandr was venting to the Sanctum Sanctorum customer service, he didn't notice that a portal had opened in a neighboring dimension, and a sneaky cat-like figure poked its head out.

The first one to come out was a black panther, followed by a proud lion, and a golden-feathered bird. Behind them were a bunch of animals that rushed out together. They roared at each other, as if communicating something. Although the roars were different, there was one sound that was the same. If translated into human language, the name was "Sanctum Sanctorum."

Then, this group of strange animals opened another portal and arrived in the same dimension as Jormungandr. When Jormungandr saw this group of little creatures, he was stunned. What were these things? There were lions, panthers, birds, cats, and badgers...

And they kept chattering and arguing. Jormungandr was so annoyed that he swung his tail, thinking that these little creatures would be immediately crushed into minced meat. However, unexpectedly, a black panther extended its claws, and in a flash of cold light, Jormungandr's tail had a few more scars.

Jormungandr became furious. If I can't beat Loki, can't I beat you?! With energy surging, Jormungandr opened his mouth and bit at the animals.

However, the group of animals did not fight back, and instead used their small size to dodge left and right. When Jormungandr tried to attack them, they ran away. Jormungandr had to chase them, and when he didn't want to chase them, one of the animals would attack his vital parts, driving him crazy. ...

To be honest, if a stronger demon god came, Jormungandr would definitely run away with his tail between his legs and would not chase after them. After all, he was not in good condition now. He had just been beaten by Lady Loki, and he couldn't fight against a hard opponent.

But these little guys didn't seem to have any deterrent power. They didn't look like powerful Spacedemon gods at all, but rather like a group of small animals commonly found on Earth.

Jormungandr's anger was strong, driving him to continuously chase after them without noticing that Asgard was getting closer and closer.

As he chased after them, he found that there were fewer and fewer animals in front of him. In the end, only the black panther that had scratched him at the beginning was left. Then he saw the black panther's face show a very human-like mocking expression, and then it disappeared.

Jormungandr was still a little proud. Are you scared of me chasing you?! Even if I'm injured, you wild chicken demon gods can't provoke me!

When he stopped to look at the surrounding environment, he suddenly realized with surprise, "Huh? Isn't this Asgard? How did I come back here?"

It didn't matter. He still had to make a quick escape. If Odin woke up and saw him like this, he would definitely be stewed into snake soup.

As he thought this, Jormungandr was about to run away, but suddenly he felt an unbeatable force descending on this space. In that short moment, the whole space turned white.Just like at the beginning of creation, when everything was lit up by a Thunderbolt, after the dazzling light faded, the white light condensed into a Thunderbolt and flew to a person wearing armor who stood silently in space. But all the stars and everything became the power he wielded.

Jormungandr looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him and exclaimed, "Thor?!"

"Jormungandr!"

At the moment when Thor's angry roar sounded, Jormungandr knew something was wrong.

This was not the Thunder God Thor he knew!

What about the agreement to go down together?!

Could he go down together with this thing in front of him?!

Jormungandr turned and ran without hesitation, but it was already too late.

The entire dimension was blocked by a large net, and the power that blocked this dimension came from the small animals he had been chasing before.

Now, calling them small animals was not very accurate. The black leopard's paws were bigger than Jormungandr's head, emitting unknown energy, and its eyes were like two blazing suns. The lion's back emitted a golden light, and its mane moved without the wind. The moment a golden feathered bird spread its wings, it seemed as if Space was enveloped under her wings.

Jormungandr was dumbfounded. Suddenly, he realized that this was a trap! From Loki to Thor to these animal gods, it was all a trap, one link after another...

In the moment when he was consumed by the demon gods, Jormungandr roared out that name, "Loki!"

Soon, the huge snake body became real from illusion, and then was cut into several pieces by different powers. The animal gods rushed up to divide the body and the power. Thor, full of anger, returned to Asgard.

He saw soldiers in armor welcoming him, and in their eyes, Thor saw not only flattery but also deep disappointment.

What were they disappointed about?

Thor felt that he didn't need to ask himself this question because he already had the answer in his heart. They were disappointed that he did not die immediately with Jormungandr, as prophesied.

At this moment, he suddenly felt very absurd.

In the prophecy, after he and Jormungandr died together, Asgard would usher in the twilight of the gods. But now, these people were disappointed that he did not die immediately, leaving behind an empty throne that would give them the greatest power before they died.

Thor suddenly realized the true face of this kingdom he had once loved. The only patriots here were the royal family, who put in all their efforts and sacrifices just to be able to reverse the twilight of the gods.

But the people of Asgard never cared.

Faced with the prophecy, they were afraid and panicked, but faced with interests, they were greedy and indifferent.

Thor stood silently in mid-air, looking at the thousands of faces below. Suddenly, he remembered his days on Earth.

Those equally ugly and incomprehensible humans had actually made him understand that there was no perfect race of gods as long as there was wisdom and humanity.

The generals looked at Thor, who was surging with powerful energy, and bowed their heads, praising him loudly, as usual.However, what awaited them was not the brotherly camaraderie and laughter of Thor in the past, nor the praise and celebration of Odin in the past.

What awaited them was a Thunderbolt full of destruction.

Asgard, this beautiful, ancient, complex, and mysterious kingdom, this empire that once dominated space and was at the height of its power, has a new king from today -

And only one new king.

At the same time, in Schiller's mental hall, he was flying at the top of the hall, directing a giant snake to coil around the top of a tower and serve as a wall for the floor. Jormungandr angrily roared, "So you're the liar!"

"Enough talk. You have no physical body and can only live in me. I am your pope, not your parents. I have no responsibility to take in a rotten snake that has been an adult for thousands of years and cannot pay rent."

"Move a little more to the left. Don't you see that the floor you're building is crooked?"

The soul of the giant snake reluctantly moved his body a bit. Schiller looked at the tower, which was now ten percent higher, and satisfiedly stroked his chin, saying, "There's no future in building a psychology tower. It's faster to stack it up with physics."

"How long do I have to stay here?!" Jormungandr impatiently shouted. Schiller flew to his head and said, "Until you can afford the rent."

"I've never seen a pope like you!"

"You've never seen any pope."

Jormungandr snorted and tried to push Schiller away with his nose. He was annoyed every time he saw this cunning human.

"Don't be angry. Even if the prophecy comes true, you'll just die with Thor. At least now you can save your life."

"If it weren't for that, would I just curse you a few times?!"

Jormungandr coldly hummed, then rested his head on his coiled body, closed his eyes, and refused to continue communicating with Schiller.

After returning to his realm on Earth, Wakanda, the Panther God looked at T'Challa, still lying on the ground surrounded by black energy. He sighed slightly, then took out a piece of snake skin from somewhere and used his claws to cut it into a circle.

Soon, he heard a knock at the door. After opening the door to the dimension, Schiller appeared before him. The Panther God impatiently took the umbrella from him. In no time, a new umbrella, made from the skin of a world python, was completed.

After the new umbrella was made, Schiller lightly tapped the umbrella handle with his finger and then pressed the umbrella tip to T'Challa's forehead. Soon, the black energy was sucked back into the umbrella handle.

"How's the damage assessment? That thunderbolt was really powerful, wasn't it?" Schiller asked.

"Yeah, this bank is too old. It probably can't be repaired after being struck by that thunderbolt," Natasha replied with a tone of rising and falling.

"But it's not your fault, Director Arkham. Unfortunately, you'll have to move to the luxury private resort in the western suburbs of New York and transform it into a new rehabilitation center."

"Oh, I've heard of that place. The owner of the resort was unfortunately deported back to Russia. To be honest, I'm not comfortable using a place that a Russian has used..."

"But it's a seaside resort area, with a large healing center, private hospitals, golf courses, and horse farms..."

"Greed of the Russian bastard."

Natasha nodded in agreement, "Greed of the Russian bastard."

After nightfall, Schiller couldn't put down his new umbrella and kept examining it repeatedly. After a while, he stood up and looked at the New York night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, where a star was shining particularly brightly.

Schiller's gaze seemed to cross countless stars and dimensions, and he saw that beautiful and ancient kingdom.

He lowered his head, picked up his umbrella again, and said, "Look, a beautiful new umbrella."

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