Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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Siberia, no man's land.

"Aristophanes, thank you for helping us," Thor and the elf mage stood outside the camp and looked at the boundless ice field and said, "We may have to stay here for a while."

The elf mage shook his head: "It's okay, we have already cast a spell on this place, and ordinary people will not come to disturb your life."

Thor had already shaved his long hair at this time. He scratched his head and turned his head to look at the camp behind him. Dozens of Asgardians were walking out of the pine forest with thick logs, while women and children were dealing with the Asgardian camp. The hunter's prey on the ice field.

"By the way, we have a sacrificial event tonight. I hope you can come to participate as a witness of Asgard's rebirth."

"I'll go, by the way, what about those books?"

"Let's put it in Karma Taj first," Thor replied without hesitation. "The conditions here are too simple, and the books can easily be damaged. In exchange, you can read and record the knowledge at will."

Seeing Thor's trusting eyes, Aristophanes nodded and stopped talking. Then the two turned and walked back to the camp.

At this moment, the door of the largest tent in the camp was opened, and a figure came out. He looked around in a daze, and then glanced at his empty sleeves. He lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.

"Luo...His Royal Highness, you are awake!" The guards guarding the side rushed up to meet him.

"Where are we now? What happened to Asgard? Is Hela dead?" Loki looked up and asked.

The guard was a little nervous, but he still explained: "Your Highness, we are now in Midgard, Asgard... Asgard has been completely destroyed, His Majesty Odin and Queen Frigg have all fallen. pull..."

"Hela disappeared with Asgard, Loki," Thor greeted him, and Aristophanes followed behind him, "How do you feel now?"

The black-haired second prince stroked the severed arm, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "Did you still not be able to kill Hela in the end?"

"No, Heimdall saw with his own eyes that Hela was smashed into the core of Asgard by Surtur. If she was not injured, she might still survive in the universe for a while. Once she finds a new planet, she will soon will restore her peak strength, but because of your sacrifice, she was seriously injured, if she can survive in this situation..." Thor patted him on the shoulder,

"In short, you don't have to worry about Hela. The most important thing now is to recover from your injuries. The people of Asgard still need you."

Loki looked at Thor with a sincere face, and his mood was very complicated: "But Thor, my identity has been publicized. How can a posthumous son of a frost giant become the manager of Asgard? What's more, you haven't seen me. The way those soldiers looked at me when I activated the ice box..."

Thor interrupted him directly: "Do you know what Odin said before he died?"

"What did you say? You won't say you regret picking me up and training me, right?" Loki chuckled, "I've been the regent for several years, and it's useless for him to regret..."

"He said, you are already more Asgardian than the Asgardians." Thor said Odin's last words word by word, and Loki froze in place.

"Have a good rest, Loki, we will hold a great sacrifice tonight, and you, the regent, cannot be absent."

Soon the sky was filled with stars, and a huge fire was erected in the center of the camp, surrounded by some flowers bought by Aristophanes from New York, and the Asgardians knelt down around it, with their hands in their hands. Putting it on his knees, his lips twitched, and there was a stone in front of him with different runes drawn on it, and the low sobs gradually began to diffuse in the crowd.

Thor and Loki knelt at the forefront, while Aristophanes stood in the shadows, holding Kungunir in his hand, and their prayers came from their ears: "Odin, Frigg, I pray for your heroic The soul is immortalized in the Hall of Valor, and great sacrifices should not be mourned, but accompanied by joy, to those great sacrifices."

Then the two stood up, picked up the stones in front of them and put them by the fire, Heimdall, Schiffer and others followed closely behind, and finally the ordinary people stood beside them after setting them up.

On the wooden high platform at the side, Heimdall, Schiffer and others were already waiting there. They gathered around a wooden seat. Thor and Loki finally went up, looked at the seat, what Thor wanted to say , but Rocky pushed him directly: "Go, my brother, that's your place."

Thor glanced at him, Loki smiled and stood beside Heimdall, Schiffer said directly: "Your throne."

He sat up, and Heimdall and the others looked at each other, then came to him and knelt on one knee: "My king."

Then the soldiers and people under the high platform also knelt down one after another. Seen from a high altitude, it spread out like a tide. They brushed their chests with one hand and chanted the same words. At this time, Aristophanes held Kungunir in both hands. Walking through the crowd to the high platform, Thor quickly got up and came in front of him. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the clear night sky, thunder and lightning broke out, and the voice of the thunder elf mage resounded through the camp: "Thor Odinson!"

"I'm here!" Thor knelt down on one knee.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Are you ready to take on the responsibility of defending the kingdom and protecting the people?"

Although Thor didn't know what was going on, the situation didn't allow him to think: "Yes, I'm always ready to die for Asgard."

"Like Odin?"

"Like Odin!"

Just a flash of lightning appeared, accompanied by violent thunder, the elf mage put the spear on Thor's raised hands: "I hope you remember this scene, remember your oath now, go face your subjects, King of Asgard!"

Thor stood up and came to the high platform. Looking at the confused crowd below, he clenched the spear in his right hand and raised it high. The lightning from the sky instantly hit the spear tip, and the lightning spread downward and wrapped around his body.

"For God King Thor! For Asgard!" Loki suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist and shouted loudly. sky.

Three months later, in the Karma Taj martial arts arena, the one-armed Loki was standing in the center of the arena with his eyes closed, leaning on a short stick in his hand, and a silver light flickered around him.

"Hey, do you want to surrender? I don't want to bully the disabled!" Voices from left to right reached his ears, but the elf mage standing on the stage said directly, "Loki, don't show mercy!"

Before the words were finished, Loki suddenly moved, kicked the short stick with his right foot, and stretched out his left hand behind his back. The silver light was interrupted instantly, and a young silver-haired human was tripped over and rolled to the wall.

The elf mage on the stage shook his head and walked in front of him: "Pietro, do you know what to do?"

"Yes, I will copy the basics of enchanting and alchemy when I go back..." Kuaiyin was a little listless.

"Remember not to use your abilities, I will let Wanda watch you!"

Thinking of his twin sister and the painful lessons before, Kuaiyin shuddered and quickly got up: "I'm going!"

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