American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Loki had never seen anyone take the blame for themselves. That one word of apology completely deflated his momentum, how could he possibly justify himself now? Originally, he could have stubbornly claimed that the Dark Elf warrior had forced him to come.

Whether they believed it or not was one thing, but having an excuse was another.

"You should apologize to me." A metal staff appeared out of nowhere and Luke grasped it in his hand. He lifted the staff and, while walking towards Thor and Loki, pointed to the fiery surroundings.

Thor, already feeling guilty, glanced at the ruined surroundings and was momentarily speechless in the face of Luke. He felt extremely awkward standing there. He never thought he would one day be defeated by someone's gaze. But looking at his brother pretending to be dead on the ground, he had to bite the bullet and stand his ground.

"I will compensate," Thor said awkwardly.

"Of course, you should compensate." Luke looked at Thor with surprise. "I was just minding my own business at home, and I suffered this unexpected disaster for no reason. Are you saying I should bear the loss myself! Of course, I'll seek compensation from the instigator."

"The instigator is Malekith's confidant! Yes, the guy fighting those two big guys." Loki, lying on the ground, opened his eyes. "I'm just a coerced party."

"Is that so?" Luke squatted down, looking at Loki with a strange smile.

"Of course! Look, I'm just a prisoner. Malekith couldn't possibly give me much trust. He sent me here purely to make my foolish brother hesitate, creating an opportunity for his confidant general. I can only cooperate with whatever the other party wants to do," Loki explained sincerely.

"That makes sense. Then how did they know about Hebron? And why target my Hebron as an attack target? I heard you also attacked the Raft prison? Is he an omniscient being in Midgard?" Luke stuck his staff into the ground, supporting himself with both hands on the top of the staff. He turned his head to look at the Dark Elf warrior being attacked by the light and dark giants in the distance, asking with a sudden realization mixed with doubt.

"That's the fault of those super criminals." Loki smoothly shifted the blame onto them. Anyway, Vulture and the others were all dead, so he would get through this wave first.

"Do you think I believe that?" Luke smiled again.

"Okay, I admit I made some suggestions, such as the Raft prison, and how to lure out my brother, etc. But I assure you, I have no issues with you or your Hebron." Loki raised his hand on the ground, every expression on his face filled with sincerity, so sincere that even Thor, familiar with his brother's vile nature, somewhat believed that his brother was telling the truth this time.

"Were they suggestions like this?" Luke released his grip on the staff's head, and a virtual three-dimensional projection radiated from the top of the staff, rendering the surrounding area with images.

The image looked like the cabin of a spaceship, with a row of people standing or sitting. Thor clearly recognized that these were all the super criminals who attacked Hebron this time.

When Luke presented the image, he thoughtfully included the audio. So, in the next moment, Thor and Loki heard Loki in the image giving a passionate speech, shouting the phrase that made Thor dizzy with great spirit and imposing manner.

"Capture Hebron!"

"Capture Hebron!"

"Capture Hebron!"

"…"

The image and sound seemed to be stuck, looping the sentence and the image of Loki clenching his fist and shouting. Loki's face turned green from the shouting. Thor's face also turned pale.

The little trust he had just developed for his brother vanished in an instant. At the same time, he even felt a complicated emotion that such a brother was normal, the brother he was familiar with.

"How do you have this image?" Loki asked Luke, gnashing his teeth and enduring the repeated loops, confused and puzzled. He didn't believe that Luke could also do something on the Dark Elf's spaceship, let alone believe that the other party could have known about his arrival and plan so early, so he arranged for someone to monitor him in advance. Besides, the spaceship's stealth and scanning system wasn't just for show, especially with him and the Dark Elf warrior guarding it.

Of course, Luke ignored Loki's question, just looking at him with mysterious silence.

Loki, not getting the response he expected, was really unsure where Luke got this image from. He even guessed that Luke had an informant among the super villains rescued from the Raft prison, but Loki immediately denied it. Unless Luke knew he was coming back to cause trouble, knew he was going to attack the Raft prison, knew he was going to attack Hebron, so he arranged an insider in advance.

But Loki himself wanted to slap himself for this ridiculous line of reasoning. Even he only had the plan after arriving, unless Luke had an accurate predictive talent, he couldn't have detected it. As for arranging manpower in advance? Since he had the ability to predict, how much use could arranging manpower in advance have?

Did Luke have predictive abilities?

Loki didn't know.

But now he just wanted Luke to cancel this infinitely looping idiotic projection as soon as possible. The loop was driving him crazy. Especially the experience he had gained from being by Thor's side since childhood made him keenly aware that his brother seemed to be ready to attack him again.

"Turn off this idiotic projection!" Loki shouted at Luke, looking at Thor, who was panting heavily. If Mjolnir wasn't still pressing on him, making him unable to move, he would have rolled as far away from Thor as possible.

"I should actually play this recording in front of the God King Odin and the Goddess Frigga, so they can take a good look at the good son they raised." Luke clicked his tongue, his tone full of regret. Loki was about to go crazy when he heard his words.

Killing someone with words!

You're not satisfied with playing it in front of me and my brother Thor, you're still thinking about playing it in front of Odin and Mother? Can you stop it? I admit defeat!

"It seems you have realized your mistake and confessed to what you have done." Luke understood Loki's pleading eyes, reached out and pulled off the sphere at the top of the staff, and threw it to Thor, who was panting heavily and seemed about to attack at any moment.

"Then, let's talk about the issue of compensation. Do you want to talk to me, or do you want to talk to the God King Odin?" Luke stood up and pulled out a metal sphere from the void again, skillfully installing it on the staff, his eyes searching back and forth between Thor and Loki.

"Talk to us!"

The brothers showed unparalleled tacit understanding at this moment. Although their father might already know everything that happened here through Heimdall, they would rather gamble on a little luck.

"Can you make the decision?" Faced with the brothers speaking in unison, Luke took two steps back and spread his hands to express his doubt.

"Of course, I can." Thor gritted his teeth again. "We'll talk, I'll give the bill to Father."

Loki heard this, his lips moved a few times, but he still didn't speak. He felt that if Luke's appetite wasn't too big, then he and Thor could scrape together their accumulated wealth of over a thousand years to pay it off. After all, it was just an industrial area.

But did Luke have a big appetite?

Loki couldn't guarantee it, but putting himself in Luke's shoes, if Asgard really needed Luke's help, and he had handed over a handle, he wouldn't let go of the opportunity to ask for a hefty price. At that time, no matter what the bill was, Odin would have to see it.

Just thinking about it, Loki could imagine Odin roaring at him and looking disappointed, and he could also imagine his mother Frigga being caught between him and Odin. So, he felt even worse.

This was clearly a very effective plan.

He guided the Dark Elf warrior to Luke's side, forming a substantial conflict with Luke. At that time, no matter who won or lost, he would gladly accept it. If the Dark Elf warrior won, it would be equal to him avenging himself. He hadn't forgotten that his Chitauri army had failed because of Luke, and he himself had been directed by Luke to be used as a sandbag by that green giant and beaten up.

If Luke won, it would mean that Malekith had lost a powerful combat force, and he could regain his freedom. Maybe he could also drag Midgard into the water, adding a not weak ally to Asgard. After all, those mortals aside, the group of people who resisted his army back then still had some strength.

As for whether he would offend Malekith?

As long as his old dad Odin and brother Thor were still alive, Loki wouldn't worry about this problem. Anyway, he had already offended Thanos, the head of a dark domain, so he didn't care about adding one more Malekith. Lice are not itchy when there are too many.

But why did the situation develop to this point?

He didn't get any benefits, not to mention being beaten up by his brother, and now there was a possibly [sky-high] bill to be handed over to Odin. He found that he always seemed to have a complete plan, but the result was always going in the opposite direction. Simply put, what he did always seemed to reap a terrible result that everyone didn't want to see.

"That's of course good." Luke appreciated Thor's responsibility very much, went forward and patted his shoulders hard a few times, his face full of smiles.

Who would be willing to rack their brains to negotiate with Odin, the old and cunning guy, when they could negotiate with Thor, the honest and reliable guy at the moment! Talking to the other party, perhaps they would give some compensation if they needed their help, but it wouldn't be too excessive.

Luke's original intention was to let Thor and Loki bear the burden of the next compensation negotiation. At that time, the bill that both sons had recognized would be handed to Odin by the two of them, could he deny it?

He needed assistance, and the established fact was caused, and they were his two sons, one of whom would be the future king of Asgard, coupled with various factors such as neighborhood relations, even if Odin picked up Gungnir and sternly educated his two sons with fatherly love and filial piety, he would have to recognize it after the beating, and honestly wipe their butts.

As for whether Odin would think that Luke was bullying the small with the big, or be angry, it shouldn't be the case. If Mephisto played like this, Odin would definitely turn his face and deny the bill, and even pick up Gungnir and beat him to the door to show his attitude.

But if it was Luke?

A Midgardian mortal who was not even the age of Thor and Loki's sons combined, a demi-dimensional demon god in the development and accumulation period, and was also reasonable on the surface, even if Odin knew that there were tricks and calculations in it, he could only pretend not to know, and he couldn't really bully the small with the big. Even if he didn't consider Luke's strength and future, Odin had to consider the attitude of the Supreme Mage Ancient One in Midgard.

The bill was recognized by the two sons, as long as Luke didn't plan to empty his treasure house, what could Odin do in the face of this situation?

"Believe me, I will give a bill that does not exaggerate the loss and satisfies both parties! Before that, let's solve the problems on the field first." Luke was satisfied when he saw the two of them hooked. Anyway, Asgard's Rainbow Bridge was currently damaged, and Odin, who had not recovered from his injuries, could not consume a lot of energy to instantly teleport a negotiator over. So, Luke was not worried about any accidents.

Even if there was an accident, it would be nothing more than writing a little less on the bill. Not a big problem.

After the three finished communicating, they finally had time to focus on the surrounding battlefield. Far away, Tony was pulling a long tail of flames, flashing back and forth in the night like a swimming fish. Fiery beams of light occasionally slashed out from his palms like long swords. A faint, angry roar came softly with the night wind. The voice was full of unwillingness, anger, and a faint sense of weakness.

Deep in the industrial park, Hulk and Abomination were still fighting passionately. From the looks of it, Hulk was still in the upper hand, and Abomination's face was almost deformed by Hulk.

The last place was the battlefield of the light and dark giants and the Dark Elf warrior. Although the Dark Elf warrior was suppressed in a two-on-one situation, he couldn't be said to be at an absolute disadvantage. The other party seemed to have completely activated the energy hidden in his body and the dark armor on his body. Lava-like luster faintly leaked out along the gaps in the dark armor. Every breath the Dark Elf warrior took now was like a muffled thunder, and the power and speed of each punch were so great that a sonic boom ring burst out in the air.

However, the light and dark giants were blocking his departure with tacit cooperation. Especially the Light Idol, whenever the Dark Elf warrior increased his strength and wanted to break out of the encirclement, he would open a huge energy shield to confine the Dark Elf warrior in it. The Light Idol's defense inside the energy shield was almost invincible, unless the energy shield was canceled after the duration, the Dark Elf warrior's attack could not even break the defense.

The Dark Idol would take the opportunity to prepare, and surround him when the Dark Elf warrior broke free, restraining him again.