It's messed up.

History is really messed up.

It's all fucking messed up!

Doctor Strange, who was in a good posture, was still a little difficult to accept.

In the letters left by the former Supreme Mage Koichi before he left, he clearly explained to Strange the future she saw with the Time Stone.

That's why Strange took the initiative to take action against Gamora.

Because in the letters left by the ancient one, the one who led the army to the earth to hunt down the traitor was none other than Thanos's son, Beckett.

Use Gamora as a bargaining chip in exchange for the opportunity to communicate face-to-face with Beckett, so as to further connect with Thanos and clarify the crisis that this universe is going to encounter now.

That's Strange's plan.

It was perfect and there were no loopholes.

At least that's what he thinks.

But now, he has just finished the first step - tying up Gamora, but he finds that the plot behind it is completely inconsistent with the script left by the ancient one.

Not only did he not get right, but he also let him see Loki, the culprit who caused this cosmic invasion crisis?

Strange had mixed feelings.

He believed in the Ancient One, after all, it was his teacher, the person who single-handedly brought him through the door of the Supreme Mage.

After all, the future is subject to change.

God knows if something small will lead to a huge change in the future.

Like the case of Gamora right now.

What if it was indeed Beckett who came to Earth to capture the traitor Gamora in the first place, but was stopped by Thanos for one reason?

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not interested in you."

Loki, who was enjoying the attention ceremony, was obviously very "useful", pretending to be helpless, and Tony Stark, who was disgusted, wanted to hit someone, but he was now a soul body and couldn't hit anyone at all.

He hadn't eaten the magic book that Strange had given him earlier.

"Really? But your actions are clearly telling us that you are not a good person. ”

Quietly made a gesture to Pebo Potts behind him, as the owner of the New York Sanctuary, Stephen Strange was not angry that the Sanctuary was cut off the top of the three flowers, but still tried to talk and ...... Drag time.

"You know what? I'm close to 1,600 years old, and I can't look down on your crude verbal tricks when I'm 300 years old. ”

Loki raised an eyebrow, using his age to tell Strange: You're a younger brother.

"Of course, after all, you are Loki, the second prince of Asgard, the descendant of the god queen Frigga, and the man who inherited the title of [First Mage of the Nine Realms]."

Strange's face remained unchanged and he began to put a top hat on Loki.

Tony Stark, who was under the soul body, looked disdainful: "What? The First Mage of the Nine Realms? Just him? ”

"What else would he do besides stab someone with a knife?"

"As far as the mage profession is concerned, I don't think he's as good as you."

Loki's face darkened after being exposed, and Strange wanted to send another top hat, but the words poured into his mouth and swirled for a long time, but he still couldn't say it.

"Roar!"

As if in agreement with Tony Stark's remarks, Hulk clenched his right hand into a fist and snarled menacingly.

The foul breath and the outstanding physique made Loki unconsciously shake his eyebrows, obviously thinking of some unpleasant memories, and couldn't help but move a few steps back.

"I've changed my mind now."

"Clark, if you see that green guy, hit me, beat me to death!"

"I want him to kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!"

Loki, who was bound to take revenge, pointed viciously at Hulk, who was already obviously unable to hold back, and the battle looked like it was about to break out.

"Hulk will stop that pervert who likes to wear tights and show off his red cape, Strange you-"

Bang!

Before Tony Stark, who could only become the commander of the spring in the state of his soul body, finished speaking, the Hulk, who was still majestic just now, flew directly back to his feet, and there was a visible collapse on his chest............

“………………”

“………………”

“………………”

The imminent war was lost in nothingness in an instant.

Tony Stark, who was wearing a blue tights and liked to engrave the letter "S" on himself, was floating quietly in mid-air at the moment, retracting his right fist.

The gray eyes were full of dead silence, and there was no agility to speak of, but it gave Strange and the others incomparable pressure.

Hulk, who finally came out of Beckett's shadows, is now autistic by the newcomer Superman Clark.

Bruce Banner, who has no shirt and only a pair of pants, is back in the limelight.

"Superman, Clark Kent."

"Of course, you can call him as well, Carl El."

"In another universe, he is the top warrior on earth, and his unparalleled combat power is unmatched."

"He had never lost in a dignified way until he met Beckett."

Loki reached out and patted Clark on the shoulder, no longer hiding behind him, but as if he was introducing Clark to someone.

"Beckett?"

Sure enough, everything was as Loki expected, and the sky above the New York Sanctuary after the three flowers on the top were cut off and destroyed the magic operation hub was gradually torn apart.

Dressed in a black tight-fitting combat suit with long hair up her waist, Hela slowly walked out of it.

Hearing Beckett's name, Hela naturally couldn't wait.

"Long time no see, sister." Loki had a smile on his face.

"I don't remember we've seen each other before." Hela, who had slowly landed in the sanctuary, looked at Loki with interest, she had heard Beckett talk about this man once.

Her younger brother, Odin's second son.

"I have seen you in the sealed Secret History, Odin's first child, my sister, Hela, the future heir to the throne of Asgard who was appointed at the time."

"Beckett is right, you do look a lot like Odin." Hela moved her fingers and praised Loki for his shamelessness.

It's very Odin's style.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Of course, if the New York Sanctuary is destroyed and the earth's magical center is disturbed, Asgard will inevitably react."

"And you, as the Lord of Asgard, will naturally come over to check on the situation, won't you?" Loki responded with a smile.

As he said before, he didn't really come to the New York Sanctuary for those stinky fish and shrimp.

"You want to go home?" Hella was noncommittal.

"And, of course, I want to give you a gift." The smile on Loki's face grew, and at the same time, the small square in his right palm immediately released a person who was being held inside.

A woman.

A gorgeous costume is enough to explain the noble status of this person, and the crown on his head and the golden trident in his hand complement each other.

The woman's eyes opened.

Silent and indifferent.

"What do you mean?"

"Your relationship with Beckett should be very good. There is no denying it, after all, he is willing to kill Odin for you. Loki smiled, but a cold light gradually gleamed in his eyes.

"You want to avenge Odin?" Hela flickered in her hands, her eyes full of playfulness.

"Do you know who she is?" Instead of responding, Loki pointed to the woman standing side by side with Clark.

"Her name is Maera."

"She is the Empress of the Seas in another universe, and her strength is equally unfathomable. Of course, there's one more thing I feel compelled to tell you. ”

Loki's figure slowly retreated behind Clark, a smile of unknown meaning appearing on his face.

"She liked Beckett, and Beckett hugged her."

"It's like the one a princess hugs."

Loki tilted his head behind Clark with a smiling face.

"Oh yes, she kissed Beckett too."

Finally, Loki added.

"Stuck out my tongue."