Wails filled the fields, and will-o'-the-wisps flickered.
Under the dark red sky, a pale palace of corpses stood silently at the end of the suffering Red River, like a mountain of bones.
Countless pitch-black crows seemed to fly out of nothingness, flying around the palace of corpses for a long time before converging into a figure in black, stepping on the steps into the palace.
Loki patted the corner of his clothes that was hit by the thunder, raised his head indifferently, and walked straight into the Palace of Corpses.
As he went deeper, the surrounding light gradually dissipated, as if there was a huge mouth greedily swallowing all the light. After an unknown period of time, groups of green will-o'-wisps ignited from above the head like stars.
Through the dim light of the will-o'-the-wisps, one can see that there is not a single pillar in the dim palace. The roof of the palace seems to be held up by some mysterious force and is suspended majestically in the air.
"It's you?"
A woman's voice came from the depths of the hall. The moment the voice fell, countless will-o'-wisps gathered in the direction of the voice, illuminating a dark corner.
A tall woman wearing a dark green dress was standing deep in the hall at some point, staring at Loki with narrowed eyes.
"Are you injured?" Her eyes fell on the corner of Loki's clothes and she asked in surprise.
"It was just a little scratch. Just as we expected, Thor was already furious when he came back." Loki said nonchalantly, "How is Sif?"
"After some hardships, I feel at peace now."
"That's good." Loki nodded, "As long as Sif remains missing, Thor will not be able to calm down and compete with me for the God King. After seven days, even if he wakes up, it will be too late."
"Why does it have to be seven days? What other plans do you have?" the woman asked.
"……hehe."
Loki laughed twice and said nothing more.
"By the way, are those things ready?" He changed the subject and asked.
Seeing that Loki didn't want to reveal anything, the woman frowned slightly and seemed a little displeased, but she still raised her hand and made a move behind her.
The darkness behind her opened to both sides like a curtain, and the walls of the Palace of Corpses also retracted to the top of the Palace of Bones at a speed visible to the naked eye. The two of them were at a towering observation tower at this moment.
The whimpering cold wind blew across Loki's cheek. His gaze fell into the distance and his eyes narrowed slightly.
At the other end of the horizon, twelve mountains were connected in a line. Dark red light scattered from the sky, reflecting these mountains into a bloody color.
As the woman raised her hand, the twelve mountains trembled slightly, and huge heads slowly lifted up from the mountainside. The roars of countless resentful souls were mixed with the clicking sounds of bones colliding, and they blew past Loki in the cold wind.
Ears.
The earth shook, rocks slid down, and the twelve majestic mountains revealed their ferocious fangs in the bloody light.
"There are twelve corpses in total on Miecheng Mountain, and they are all here." The woman said calmly.
Loki glanced over and nodded with satisfaction:
"As expected of you, Hela."
Hela, Queen of the Underworld, gently lowered her raised palm, and the twelve resurrected city-destroying mountain corpses huddled together again and returned to peace.
"These City-Destroying Mountain Corpses alone are enough to wipe out most of Asgard. Loki, are you sure?" Hela said in a deep voice.
"Destroying Asgard?" Loki chuckled, "Why should I do this?"
Hela was startled, "Aren't you asking for these City-Destroying Mountain Corpses to compete for the position of God King?"
"Thor can't compete with me. Since Asgard will fall into my hands sooner or later, why should I go to all the trouble to destroy it?" "Then why do you want me to prepare these things?"
Loki narrowed his eyes and smiled silently.
"You'll know when the time comes..." Loki turned around and walked slowly outside the Corpse Palace.
The inner wall of the Corpse Temple re-extended from the top of the temple, blocking the scene in the distance, and darkness enveloped the hall again. At this moment, a roar of thunder came from the sky.
The moment he heard the thunder, Loki's steps suddenly stopped in mid-air.
He raised his head in surprise, frowned when he saw the falling lightning.
"Is it Thor?" Hela said in surprise, "How did he know that Sif was here?"
Loki didn't speak, but his face quickly darkened. The thick thunder struck right in front of the Skeleton Temple, and dense thunder light roamed in the air. Several figures slowly walked out.
"I feel Loki's aura." Blind God Hodel slowly let go of Lin Qiye's shoulders and looked inside the Corpse Palace with his tightly closed eyes.
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"Loki!" Thor held the silver hammer in his hand, dense lightning intertwined on the tip of the hammer, "Come out and see me!!"
After a moment, two figures slowly walked out of the corpse palace.
"What a surprise." Loki ignored the swirling lightning and stared at Thor with his narrow eyes, "How did you find this place?"
Before Sol could answer, his eyes fell on Lin Qiye and No. 22 behind him.
"Huh?" His eyes narrowed slightly.
"I'll say it one last time... hand over Sif!" A flash of dark blue lightning flashed in Thor's eyes, his aura was rising steadily, and a terrifying divine power suddenly descended.
"What if I don't?" Loki said leisurely.
boom--
Before Loki finished speaking, Thor transformed into a giant thunder shadow and rushed directly to the Palace of Corpses!
The pale thunder swept across the surroundings indiscriminately, and the destructive power contained in it made Lin Qiye's heart tremble.
After all, Thor is the main god of the first echelon in Northern Europe. His strength is far beyond the comparison of other gods. Lin Qiye has no doubt that just one of the lightnings falling on him can easily roast him into charcoal.
"Hodel! Take Miles with you and use his prophecy to find Sif! Leave this to me!"
Thor's voice came out from the thunder. Hodel did not hesitate at all. He grabbed Lin Qiye's wrist who had no time to react. He escaped into the darkness and quickly disappeared around the battlefield.
In Lin Qiye's perception, the terrifying thunder was getting further and further away, and soon fell into a dead silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Hodel grabbed his wrist and walked out from under a boulder.
Lin Qiye looked back, and saw several divine powers surging and colliding in the distance. The dark red sky had been covered by dark thunderclouds, and endless lightning was intertwined in the roaring explosions like a forest.
If nothing else, the four gods Thor, Tyr, Hela and Loki are already fighting together, but No. 22, who is holding the [Scepter], can only be forced to stay in the battlefield, waiting for opportunities.
However, the aftermath of this battlefield is so terrifying that whether he can survive it is indeed a problem.
Of course, Lin Qiye wished that he would be buried here directly, so that he would be less of a threat to himself.
At this moment, a deep voice came from behind him: