Thor had a dream.
He felt his chest heavy and something was pressing down there.
In that dark dream, he groped and struggled, trying to lift the thing up before the thing in his chest cut off his breath.
He touched the thing pressing it, and he touched...
The cold metal, the unsmooth appearance, the marks, the traces left by war, and the grip that I most familiar with, wrapped around the dragon's leather.
At the end of the grip, there are tied belts and leather belts.
Like a heavy weight of ten thousand pounds.
It just pressed against Thor's chest.
It was like a mountain, almost crushing his sternum and tearing his skin.
There was a numbing lightning that was jumping on that thing, so violent, uneasy, and angry.
It says it has been abandoned.
"No!"
Thor in his dream held the cold thing with both hands, and he tried to push it away, but couldn't.
"No, Mjolnir, no!"
He called its name.
But there was no response at all.
It treated Thor as if he was a stranger, without any mercy.
Ah, yes.
Thor remembered.
He has been abandoned by this warhammer, and their connection has long been disconnected, and Mjolnir no longer belongs to him.
And now, this warhammer, which was once directed by an arm, is about to kill him.
This is a dream!
"Swish"
The next moment, Thor opened his eyes, and he finally got rid of the nightmare related to Mjolnir, it was not too late.
And the moment he opened his eyes, the collector's gentle and teasing voice also came into Thor's ears.
"You just dreamed."
The guy smiled maliciously and said softly:
"I can see that I am good at this."
"I often observe my collections waking up from dreams. I'm very familiar with the expression on your face. I just had a nightmare, right?"
The collector standing in front of Thor's cage was still the same dress as before, but there was a golden wooden stick in his hand, like a walking stick.
He stood there, through a layer of glass, looking at Thor who had climbed up from his sleep.
He had a weird and pleasant smile on his face, and he said:
"It's really annoying that nightmares, like shadows, is really annoying. You may not know, Thor Odinson, sometimes I dream myself, of course, it's not as frequent as I was when I was young."
"But I'm over 3 billion years old, what can I do to ask myself?"
“Where is this?”
Thor stood up, and he moved his arms and found a strong chain hanging around his arms.
While shaking, the thing will make a crackling sound.
With the return of reason, Thor remembered what happened before his coma, so he glared at the collector in front of him, and he roared:
"You seduced Loki! You seduced my brother! You, damn thing!"
The collectors didn't care much about Thor's roar.
He was like looking at the circus monkey, and he continued his speech without being interrupted by Thor's roar.
He rubbed the cane in his hand and said:
"Although there are many differences between us, I think our dreams should not be very different. We all dream about things we can't get, right?"
The collector leaned against the glass and watched Thor slapped in the cage angrily, a rather weird smile appeared on his face, he said:
"But we have a difference after all, our difference is..."
"Bang"
A light lit up behind the collector, lighting up all the huge space in front of Thor.
It illuminates this treasure house and is dedicated to collecting the throne of life. In the space in front of Thor, there are various glass display cabinets, which are suspended in the air and form a very three-dimensional form.
Those glass cages are full of collectors' collections, life...
All kinds of lives.
“The difference between us is that I have almost everything you can think of, even you!”
The collector opened his arms, and in that light, he said to Thor in the cage in a high tone:
"And you... Thor Odinson."
"You have nothing, even your name, Thor...ah, in thousands of worlds, I always long to collect a unique Thor, and now I have got what I want."
Tanlia Tiwan stretched out his fingers with a bad smile and bounced around Thor's neck, saying:
"Thor..."
"You are really unique. I have seen enough of you flying around with the damn hammer, but it is really rare for you, the weak you, the open-minded and calm you."
"You will be my best collection, of course..."
Tiwan suddenly smiled a little regretful.
He leaned on his cane and slowly planned to leave the treasure house of life. He waved to Thor in the cage, and said in a lost tone:
"If you can come back alive from Sakasin."
"What's the meaning?"
Thor noticed from the suddenly changed tone of the collector that something was wrong was about to happen.
He pulled the chains that trapped his hands and roared loudly:
"Speak clearly! Tanlia Tiwan! Tell it clearly! Sakasing...what is that?"
"A battle hell, Thor."
The collector's figure disappeared into the treasure house, and his last words came into Thor's ears, he said:
"My hated cousin has re-operated his own arena in this small universe. He is still in the open stage. He needs some famous gladiators to start his business for him."
"Unfortunately, he chose you... Alas, I hope you won't be ruined like my other collections."
"Tiwan!Tiwan! Come back!"
After the collector left the treasure house of life, the lights here became dim again, and Thor yelled in his cage:
"This is not right! Loki told me that she will exchange me for it! You can't! You can't do it!"
His roar echoed in this treasure house like a harsh noise, which soon aroused the dissatisfaction of the "guests" in the cage around him.
"Hey! Big silly guy, stop talking."
A husky, husky, eccentric sound rang out of Thor's cage on his left hand.
There was a hint of despair and confusion in the voice.
"Of course Tanlia Tiwan can do that. He is the elder of the universe, do you know? In his eyes, we are all toys that can be occupied and classified."
"He said there was nothing among these stars that he was not qualified to be involved in. It was arrogant, but it was true."
The disgusting voice said to Thor:
"Anyway, stop yelling, keep some strength. It's a long distance to Sakasin from here. I will pray for you here and pray that you can come back alive."
"This sound..."
Thor's eyes blinked.
Although he lost his divine power, he was still an Asgardian and had a very good memory.
He soon found the source of this recognizable voice from his memory. He stuck it on the strange glass of the cage and shouted to the cage on his left:
"I've heard your voice, in the Earth, Nevada, Pagasos Base... is a projection, a talking duck, claiming to be from other universes."
"What are you calling? Merlin clearly told me."
Thor rubbed his forehead and thought hard.
A few seconds later, a sound of invigorating from the cage on his left hand was heard.
"My name is Howard.t.duck."
"I did go to Earth and had contact with the agents, but as you can see, I'm now going from a traveler to a collector's plaything, a collectible, which is a shame."
"Do you know? Tol, although I just met you, I've confirmed that you, just like me, are the kind of people who are full of troubles in their lives."
"Our lives have all been derailed, I am 99.99999% sure!"
The duck sounded very decadent...
Well, maybe I was a little breathless by the heavy and bad life.
"How long have you been here?"
When Thor asked, Howard's weird duck replied:
"How many months? How many years? More than ten years? I can't remember it. This treasure house of life is very strange. The internal time flow rate is different from that of the outside world."
"Then do you know how to escape?"
A guy like Thor will never bow to life.
But just now he was locked up here, and after knowing that the collector had deceived Loki and he didn't plan to keep the appointment, Thor immediately wanted to find a way to escape.
"Don't think about it, it's impossible."
The decadent Howard duck poured cold water on Thor, it said:
"I have never seen anyone escape. I thought about escaping when I was locked up, but... my duck kung fu can't break the cage, let alone escape."
"You have to know that this space is very unique, without external power stimulation, and the interior of this treasure house is kept constant."
"Shut up! Shut up!"
Just as Howard Duck and Thor exchanged information.
On the right hand of Thor's cage, another guy who was locked up was awakened. This guy looked different from the good-tempered Howard Duck.
It's more rough, savage, and vicious.
"Annoy disturbs Tori's sleep, Tori will murder you! Eat you! Uh... there is a new one!"
The guy hit the glass of the cage with his head, and he said angrily to Thor:
"Hey, bearded man, do your favor and let Tori eat a few of your fingers, okay?"
Faced with this request, Thor refused.
But the guy screamed:
"hurry up!"
"Don't be a stingy person! Anyway, you can't use your fingers now, so let Tori take a bite."
Thor was still wondering who was being locked up next to him. Howard Duck, who was already familiar with him, took the initiative to introduce him to:
"That's Tori, a hellhound, which looks no different from other hellhounds, but the collectors are very fond of it, maybe because of the bloodline?"
"I don't understand these, but when it's idle, it always yells at something I don't understand..."
"Shut up! Duck! Murder you! Let Tori go out! Tori let you see how good Tori is at murder!"
The bad-tempered hellhound was irritated.
It was yelling in the cage like a chattering devil, shouting murder and other things.
Well, murder is the dog's catchphrase.
This guy can connect almost everything with the word murder.
Well, apart from the occasional fire spitting and bad temper, this hellhound locked up next to Thor is actually quite cute.
then...
The first day of collection Thor Odinson passed by like this.
In the cage.
Chatting with a duck and arguing with a dog is a crazy life Thor has never experienced.
The collector's maid brought him food, which was delicious and nutritious.
But this may be more to help Thor develop a good spirit and welcome the upcoming Sakastar gladiatorial journey.
At midnight, after both Howard Duck and Hellhound Tory fell asleep, Thor leaned alone in the cage.
His eyes were filled with a melancholy light.
Loki played with him again, putting him in danger and getting further and further away from his hometown and lover, and it might take him a long time to see Jane again, Sif again, and parents again.
But this time, it's different.
This time it was different from all the pranks Loki had played with before.
Thor even...
He couldn't even mention his hatred and anger towards Loki.
Before he fell into a coma, the words Loki said to him were probably the first time in so many years that the two brothers talked about this issue.
Loki says Thor is her shadow and she has to go out.
So, my younger brother...
Have you been jealous of yourself?
Why?
Why did it become like this?
Why is he so jealous...
"It's very simple, because Luo is a jealous person. You just didn't notice it. Your brother is very different from you, and it's very different in any sense."
"She is jealous of you, Thor, you have everything she doesn't have. She is desperately trying to catch up with you, as excellent as you, and better than you..."
"Although in my opinion, the prince who has been immersed in war, fighting and fine wine for 1,500 years is not very outstanding."
A gentle, teasing voice suddenly rang in Thor's heart, like an old friend's greeting after a long time.
It was like a lightning strike that struck Thor, causing him to lift his head up.
"Merlin? Is it you?Merlin..."
"Yes, it's me."
In the darkness, the shadows behind Thor gathered, like a raven made of shadows, falling on Thor's shoulders between flapping his wings.
It said to Thor:
"It's really hard to hide from the senses of the Elder of the Universe, but fortunately, in this closed universe, Tanlia Tiwan was suppressed. But the bad news is that even if he was suppressed, he was still a very difficult opponent."
"I'm going to be short, Thor, you need a chance to leave, I can't get involved because there's a little... conflict of interest between me and this collector."
Raven said to Thor:
"I can only find a way to create a chance for you. You have to escape by yourself, and... do me a favor."
"What?"
Thor asked.
"When you leave, help me bring something back from the collector, the Norn Stone you gave him, I need it."
"No."
Thor snorted, and in the dark, he opened his eyes and looked at the strange and strange lives blocked in the treasure house of life, the lives that had lost their freedom.
Like him, they are bound by collectors as playthings, without dignity.
There was anger brewing in his heart, and he whispered:
"I have a better idea, Merlin."
Chapter completed!