The Cursed Warrior lunged at Loki again, and Loki's pupils shrank, and he could only use his hand against the back of his sword to parry the powerful punch.

There was no doubt that Loki's small body couldn't withstand such a powerful blow, and he slammed into the wall behind him and let out a cry of pain.

However, the cursed warrior did not stop, and ran towards the languishing Frigga again, and he raised his arm, palm like a knife, and slashed at Friga's neck.

"No !!"

Loki's eyes cracked, frantically squeezing the last shred of magic in his body, and finally used one last illusion, flashing to Friggya's side.

Click!!

There was a cracking sound, but instead of Friggia's neck, he was slashing Loki's arm as he pushed her away.

The stump fell weakly, and Loki clutched his shoulders, trembling, and knelt on one knee with his head down.

"Rocky !!" Frigga cried out in pain.

"I told you, don't touch my mother!"

When Loki looked up at them again, his skin had turned a deep blue, and a fierce and abnormal ice aura swirled around him, spreading more and more, and the cursed warrior not far away looked at his hands, which were already covered with weak frost.

Loki stood up, his steps not uncoordinated by the cutting off of an arm, only to see him use his remaining left hand to aim at the cursed warrior and Malekith, and said lightly:

"Frozen."

Suddenly, the frost that was rolling around him rushed towards the two of them as if he had received an order.

The Cursed Warrior said it was too late, and hurriedly ran up to Malekith, arms crossed, to meet the frost.

But it was far more violent than the two of them had imagined, and the moment the two made contact, the cursed warrior was frozen into ice in a ridiculous gesture, not to mention Malekith, who was much weaker than him behind him.

Loki lowered his arms and slowly walked in front of the two ice sculptures, tapping his fingers.

The next moment, the ice sculpture broke inch by inch and became two lumps of ice slag scattered on the ground.

Loki's complexion gradually changed as before, and he said a little weakly, "Pay more attention in the next life." ”

Then he collapsed weakly.

"Loki!" Frigga who had recovered hurriedly rushed over and hugged him, with tears in her eyes, and stroked his face, "Loki... My son..."

"Mother," Loki said in a fitted manner, "now, would you be proud of me?" ”

"You've always been my pride, Loki, always have been—" Frigga nodded constantly.

"That's good," a faint smile appeared on Loki's face, "I'm happy... Mother... I..."

He coughed violently.

"Loki, please, stop talking, you'll be fine!" Frigga kept pouring magic into Loki's body, but he was now like a hole in his pocket, losing as much as he wanted.

"No... I must say... I'm like... I kind of understand what my father said... But it's too late..."

Loki's eyes lost their brightness, and Frigga's grip on it loosened.

"Loki! Loki! You don't want to die, mommy, please..."Frigga buried her head in Loki's chest and began to cry bitterly.

Odin, Thor, and Moan, who had just arrived just in time, watched the tragic situation inside the door and couldn't help but fall silent.

"Father, you must find a way to save Loki." Thor looked at Odin beside him at this time and pleaded.

Odin sighed and said to the guards behind him, "Bring the last of the water of life." ”

He said to Mo An again: "You can't bring the dead back to life with just a bottle of water of life, and you will have to rely on your help when the time comes." ”

"Willing to help." Mo An nodded.

......

The guards fetched the water of life, and Odin took it and sprinkled a little on Loki's body, feeding the rest into it.

After doing this, he motioned towards Moan.

Mo An also nodded, and the reality gem in his heart slowly flowed out, and the light shone on Loki's body, and even the broken arm flew back at this time and connected it intact, as if he had never been injured.

"Now it's just a matter of recovering Loki's physical condition, and as for the soul, I guess I'll have to go to Hela's again."

Moan said to Odin, "When the time comes, I may use some more drastic measures, no problem, right?" ”

"No problem, if she's not willing to save her brother."

Mo An nodded, "Then wait a while, I'll go and go back." ”

With that, Moan uses the Mind Gem to connect the spirit to Hela.

......

Earth, an unknown region.

Hela fell to her knees, her hands chained and hanging, her hair scattered like a demon.

She knelt there motionless, as if she were dead.

Suddenly, without warning, she raised her head and looked into the unknown distance, "Loki's soul..."

"Hehehe," she chuckled under her breath, "It seems that Asgard is not at peace?" ”

Mo An's spiritual incarnation landed here, looking at the dark environment around him, only a beam of light shining through nowhere on Hela's body in the middle.

"Hela?" Moan said.

"You came out of there again, and you dare to call the goddess of death by her name?!" Hela viciously looked at the slightly illusory Moan in front of her, like a fierce beast that chooses people to devour.

But Mo Anke didn't care about that, "You just received Loki's soul, right?" Give him to me, in a hurry. ”

"It's funny, why should I give it to you?" Hela laughed, "When did a despicable mortal dare to ask the gods for something?" ”

"Hey, holding a temper tantrum," Mo An rolled up his sleeves, "Don't listen to good words, right, just like you, Death?" Criticize! ”

"I warn you, foolish mortal!" Hela scolded, "If you dare to speak so disrespectfully, when this god comes out, the first one will extract your soul and let you endure the torture of eternity!" ”

"Eternal torment," Mo An's grins smirked as he stepped forward and slammed a punch into Hela's stomach.

"Hmm!!" Hela snorted, almost clamming it.

Gan, why does this person hurt so much?!

"You must be wondering why it hurts so much when I hit you, right?" Moan grabbed Hela's hair and brought his other hand in front of her, "See this?" She's called the Reality Gem, and she can multiply your pain by a hundredfold. ”

"I hope you'll punch me two more times, I was by an old thing."

Under Hela's horrified gaze, Moan's fist was growing larger.

"That's enough!! I'll give!! Can't I give it yet!! Finally, after suffering from Moan's inhumane ravage, Hela begged for mercy.

"Is this God? It's funny enough. ”

Mo An shook his hand, and most of the resentment that had been rectified by Malekith dissipated.

I saw dark green smoke slowly rising behind Hela, and after a while, he sketched a full-body portrait of Loki with his eyes closed.

......

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