Life in the Red Ring Mine was more terrifying than imagined, but Thor did nothing, said nothing, and almost shook him down several times, but he had no intention of changing his posture.
When it was time to finish work, Supervisor Sakkar came over and said, "You are lucky, it is not hungry today. Come down from there immediately and don't waste my time."
The new miners climbed down slowly. One of them accidentally slipped and fell because he had been stiff for too long. His piercing screams disappeared into the abyss, but no one was in the mood to look at him.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, but they were also afraid of the dark fate that would follow. The expressions on their faces were very complicated, including both joy and fear. Only Thor was expressionless.
Thor's abnormality attracted the attention of the overseer. When he brought all the slaves back to the prison, he specifically pointed at Thor to the guard guarding the cell. The guard showed a nasty smile and nodded to his companions.
.
The place where the slaves lived was very dark. Each cell was like a coffin, so narrow that they couldn't even turn around. The so-called meals were just low-quality supplements commonly found in the interstellar market. Some slaves used their own language to make trouble.
The movement seemed to indicate that he was unable to absorb this supplement, but the jailer didn't even look at him. Soon, the cell became quiet, and everyone seemed to be in despair.
Thor looked at the supplement in his hand and pinched the outer packaging. He had certainly seen this kind of thing after years of fighting in the interstellar world, but he had never even looked at this kind of thing. In other words, even Ah
It is impossible for the most ordinary soldiers in Sgard to use such low-quality supplements.
But he still tore open the package with slow movements, then raised his head and poured it into his mouth. The strong smell of chemicals hit his brain, but Thor ignored it at all. He leaned against the wall again and said nothing.
,do nothing.
After that, the lights in the cell dimmed and it fell into darkness. When Thor woke up again, he was awakened by severe pain.
The jailer tugged at the iron chain fixed on his shoulders. Thor bled a lot more, but he still remained silent. He heard the jailer say: "Is it possible that you are mute? Answer me.
If not, I will make you look good!"
Thor stared at him, but did not reply. The jailer seemed to be irritated by his eyes. He pulled the chain hard, and Thor was brought down to the ground. He coughed a few times in embarrassment, and was stained with blood.
The muddy hair blocked his sight, and the dust on the ground blocked his breathing.
Thor lay on the ground and coughed twice. Excessive blood loss made his eyesight start to turn black. He just lay on the ground and let the jailer drag him forward by the chain. Finally, the jailer stepped on his shoulders, and then
Pulling the chain outward hard, Thor's whole body twitched and screamed, veins crawled up his neck, and his eyeballs almost protruded from their sockets.
After the spikes were pulled out, one of Thor's arms had completely lost consciousness. He tilted his head and pressed his cheek to the ground. He could see the fearful expressions of the aliens in the cell next to him.
But he still said nothing and did nothing. There was no pain or fear in his eyes, and he was as blank as a dead person.
The jailer's goal was achieved. He took the chain that Thor had used, found the slave in another cell, and then drove the spike into his body.
Thor's breathing became slower and slower, and he began to slowly close his eyes. His face showed an expression of despair that he couldn't describe, as if all the emotions were concentrated at this point and burst out.
The expression only existed for a moment, and then turned into numbness and dullness.
Then he dragged his remaining body slowly and followed the overseer out of the cell. The dawn light made him squint his eyes, but he didn't look at anything or think about anything. He just continued to walk forward, and the chains left his body.
But there was always the "click-click" sound of the chain dragging around his ears, and it seemed that it would never stop.
A few days later, more than half of Loki's body finally turned from phantom to solid. Only his right calf was left with a ball of black mucus working hard. Schiller poured Loki a cup of coffee and said: "Last night.
Did you sleep well?"
Loki didn't reply, but poured coffee into his mouth mechanically. Schiller turned his head and glanced at Venom who was still working. He said, "You have to thank his previous hosts for being very hard-working people who can work without sleep."
Work a few nights, otherwise you will still only have one head."
"What are you thinking about?" Schiller moved a chair and sat down and said, "Or, what are you regretting?"
"I..." Loki spat out one word, and Schiller continued: "You never thought it would be so uncomfortable to see your brother being tortured like this, right? You thought you could have fun watching him, watching him lose his mind and suffer.
You feel relieved and happy after enduring all the torture, right?”
"When you find out you can't, you can't help but start thinking, why is this?"
"You accomplished all your goals. Yes, you gave Thor's companions a good beating, seriously injured them all, wiped out your own priesthood and started over, and threw Thor to the
Interstellar garbage dump, let him survive hard..."
"The goal was perfectly accomplished and the plan was a great success. Now you should be leisurely chatting with me with a coffee cup and laughing at Thor's miserable state, but you find that you can't even act."
"The problem is really big." Schiller put the coffee cup on the table at hand and said: "You have successfully used a series of wonderful operations to make yourself so uncomfortable. I want to say that the name of the God of Deception is really very good."
It suits you. If you become ruthless, you will even deceive yourself."
With that said, Schiller turned back and asked: "What exactly makes you believe that you will be happy about Thor's tragic situation?"
Loki didn't say a word, but Schiller said in a relaxed tone: "I admire your brothers' behavior of hurting each other and blowing up into fireworks for my fun. If only everyone was as knowledgeable as you, how wonderful life would be.
."
Then Schiller put a hand on Loki's bedside and smiled at Loki. Loki looked at his smiling expression that was no different from ordinary people, but saw sharp fangs behind it.
"Welcome to Arkham Sanatorium. We provide a variety of medical services here, including helping you quickly repair your body so that you can stand up again within an hour."
Loki stared at him and asked, "Where's the fee?"
"It seems that you do know me very well, but if you don't inherit the throne, Thor will definitely pay for it for you, so you don't have to worry."
Loki didn't look happy at all, but he still pursed his lips and said, "...I accept it, hurry up."
"Okay..." Schiller reached out and touched Venom on his calf. Venom suddenly paused, and then a pure energy surrounded him. Venom's size instantly doubled, and his work efficiency increased tenfold.
more than.
"But you have to think clearly..." Schiller continued: "Although your body has been repaired, your divine power and priesthood have not been restored at all. Now, like your brother, you have lost your strength and become a person with better physical fitness.
Ordinary people...oh, your physical fitness is not good."
Schiller looked at Loki's body and said: "Now you are a pure ordinary person, even worse than Thor who just came to Earth. At least he is stronger than you."
"As the wisest and most prudent person in Asgard, you wouldn't want to cross a long distance to go to that desolate and remote planet to save someone you keep saying you hate, right?"
After saying that, Schiller picked up the coffee cup and left the ward. Loki lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. After a long time, he murmured to himself: "Ordinary people..."
The situation on Sakaar has changed somewhat. Thor's special features were discovered by Prince Ashan who supervised the Red Ring Mine.
Prince Ashan is the youngest son of Red King Anmo Ashan, the man Thor saw at the top of the mine that day.
Unlike most Saka people, he is thin in stature, but because of his outstanding intelligence, he has always been loved by the Red King.
When Thor was brought to Prince Ashan, he had become very haggard, his strong body began to wither due to malnutrition, his originally handsome face with classical charm began to become sunken, and his eyes sunk deeper into their sockets.
The original image of a strong warrior is almost completely lost.
Prince Ashan was different from the ordinary Sakaar people trapped on this planet. He reached out and took a little of Thor's blood with his fingertips, put it under his nose and smelled it, and said: "...Asir?"
He showed a sneer and said: "You claim to be the richest and most noble race in the universe, how can you use such despicable means to expel your tribe?"
Thor stared at him, and Prince Ashan continued: "Look, an Asir has become my slave. I should really invite everyone to come here to see your miserable appearance..."
"Are you Asa clan like this?" Prince Arthur paced around Thor. "But that's right. You war maniacs don't have any brains. You only know how to fight and kill. This is what you will end up with. You can't even mine.
You can’t pick it well, you idiot.”
Thor's eyes welled up with anger, but Prince Ashan did not look at him. Instead, he said to his subordinates: "Take him down, heal his wounds, and feed him some food. The event will be held next week."
I need a good dog for the duel competition."
"Oh, by the way! Did Lord Gao Tianzun say that he also captured an Asgardian there? They might even know each other..."
"Master Gao Tianzun will also participate in the duel competition next week, right? This is really interesting!"
Prince Ashan burst out laughing and said, "Asgard likes to preach unity and honor. I want to see what it would be like to have two Asgard fight to the death."
The Sarkar man who escorted Thor over said: "I heard that the Asgardian captured by Lord Gao Tianzun was his enemy. It seems that he had cheated him of a bet. Lord Gao Tianzun repaired him severely.
Dun, he is being imprisoned now..."
"If you suggest that they let the two of them duel, Lord Gao Tianzun will definitely be very happy, and maybe he will even say a few nice words for you in front of His Majesty the Emperor."
Prince Ashan clapped his hands happily and said: Take him down quickly and cure him!"
Then he looked at Thor with disgust and said: "How does he look like the Asa Protoss? Go and clean him up, then take out the golden armor from before and let him put it on, the Asa Protoss doesn't
Do you like dressing like that?"
Prince Ashan stretched out his arms and said loudly: "Let all the Sakaar people come and see how the noble Asa clan bite each other like dogs in the duel field! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
!”
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