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Loki stood in front of the magic condensed mirror, staring at his unusual complexion in a daze.When he was threatened by Ronan and had a feeling of dying, a force broke out from his body. Up to now, the outstanding mage has mastered the switch between the two forces very skillfully, and at the same time brought Easily switch between skin tones.

The curtains in the apartment were all drawn tightly, and the lights were not turned on, as if they were subconsciously wary of something.In the silence and darkness, those scarlet eyes looked like a predator in the night, very penetrating.

He was examining himself, and at the same time, he was constantly thinking about what happened to him.Just at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared: "It seems that I came at the wrong time?"

Loki turned his head abruptly, and Erberist was standing in front of the door in a leisurely manner, slowly glanced up and down Loki with a careless attitude, and then said: "It seems that you already know."

"...know what?" Loki's voice was a little dry: "know me... like this?"

"Yes." Erberist took a step forward, and then a figure suddenly appeared in front of the sofa.He sat down Shi Shiran, and at the same time the overhead light suddenly lit up under his magic: "You can turn on the light as much as you want, and look directly at your body, what needs to be covered?"

Loki can pretend to be comfortable in front of Thor, but facing Erberist, maybe because he feels that they are of the same kind, Loki can't pretend anymore: "You mean, this is my original body? "

"Yes." Erberister nodded slightly: "It seems that you just discovered it suddenly, and you don't know the reason?"

Loki looked at him with a firm tone: "You know."

"Of course, of course I know." Erberister admitted: "Although Odin did it in a very secretive way back then, and it took a long time to do this, but—yes, I know."

Without waiting for Loki to ask again, Erberister directly confessed: "Perhaps you have already guessed that you are not the son of Odin, but the son of Laufey, the king of the frost giants. In the battle of Dunheim, the ice giant King Laufey was defeated, and Odin went all the way to his palace and found you."

Loki murmured, "So he took me away from Jotunheim."

"Instead of 'taking away', I think 'adopting' is more appropriate." Erberist said: "As far as I know, the entire palace was deserted at that time, and even Laufey was gone. You're left there alone - predictable."

Loki's tone became fierce: "But he drove them away—my father, my people!"

Erberister was silent for a while: "If you insist on thinking so. But let me retort a little, it's a war. Before seeing you, Odin didn't know there was a baby there, and besides, everything in the entire palace People, including maids and entourages, they all left."

Loki said angrily: "He also said that I was born to be a king, and Sol and I both have the possibility of becoming kings. He is lying to me!"

"I don't agree with that." Eberister said: "As far as I guess, Odin may mean that he wants you to become the king of Jotunheim, so that he can form an alliance with Asgard and maintain a long-term peace— —Don’t look at Odin who was good at fighting back then, but now that he’s old, he’s very peace-loving.”

Loki heard something from these two sentences, and stared at Erberist with red eyes: "So, you are on Odin's side?"

Uberister gave a short laugh. "No, Loki, I'm on your side. It's just that I want you to know the whole truth, not just a moment of impulsiveness—that's not the kind of king I want to see."

Hearing this, Loki paused for a moment because of his anger at discovering his true background, and when he spoke again, he had already changed the question: "...Respect, Lord Erberister." He searched for the right words: "Please forgive me. My momentary offense, but I am very puzzled, from the very beginning when you found me, you said that you came for me..."

"I'm still wondering how long it will take you to stop asking me." Eberist smiled narrowly: "Of course, to be precise, I'm here for the 'King of Asgard', But obviously, if I had to choose between you and your brother Saul, of course I like you more."

Loki narrowed his eyes: "But you said just now that I would become the king of Jotunheim?"

"That's what Odin thinks, and it's not what I and you think." Erberister said not too concerned: "Compared to the desolate, cold, barbaric place of Jotunheim, don't you want to be the Aspen?" The king of the prosperous and powerful country of Gad? Since Odin's request for the heir is to pick up Mjolnir, then you have already achieved it—although it is only for a short moment."

Speaking of this, Erberist asked with great interest: "Tell me, what were you thinking at that time?"

Loki's silver tongue seemed to be covered with a layer of seductive honey: "I'm thinking, when I become the king of the courtyard, how will I enjoy it with you, my lord."

Erberister smiled inexplicably, Loki didn't know if he had lied to him, and his palms were slightly sweating.

Fortunately, Erberist didn't intend to continue to discuss or pursue further: "Really? Then I look forward to you replacing Odin and becoming the king of Asgard."

"Of course," Loki immediately said affectionately: "When I become the king of Asgard, I will share my rights and wealth with you."

Erberister's expression didn't change: "Don't make such false promises that can't be fulfilled, and don't test me—the reason why I put you on the throne is because I want something from Asgard."

Seeing that the conspiracy wrapped in sweet words was exposed, Loki no longer tried to save him: "Then, my lord, what is it that haunts you so much and never forgets?"

Erberist took the time to say: "Ether particles."

Loki froze for a moment: "What?"

"I want ether particles. It should be sealed in your Asgard treasury." Erberist put his chin on one hand and smiled slightly: "Do you want to make a deal? I'll help you become Asgard. King of Germany, you give me ether particles?"

"Ha," Loki lowered his head slightly, then raised it quickly: "I don't want to question your decision, but, with all due respect, Odin is still alive."

"It's not a big deal to me," Eberist said, "If I remember correctly, he's about to fall into Odin's sleep, right?"

Loki's face suddenly changed, and although he concealed it the next moment, he was still seen by Erberist.Erberister chuckled lightly: "Don't be surprised, I know a lot of things, secrets are not secrets in my eyes." He observed Loki's expression, and continued: "When Odin falls into Odin's sleep, I will help How about you control the soldiers outside the palace, and you go into the inner hall to seize the throne?"

Loki deliberated and observed Erberist's expression, trying to see the real intention of the other party, but unfortunately, the black mask completely covered everything, and the only eye that was exposed seemed extremely unpredictable: " You mean, let me... kill Odin?"

"It's up to you," Eberister said: "Our deal is, I will help you become the king of Asgard, and you will give me the ether particles. As for what you plan to do and what will happen after that, I will not Never mind, understand? Oh, of course," he glanced at Loki, and said ambiguously, "If you beg me...it's not impossible."

Loki raised the corners of his lips, and repeated in a sweet tone: "If I beg you...?"

Erberister smiled, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a heavy landing outside, followed by a deep magnetic voice: "Loki, are you there? We need to talk."

Erberist glanced at the door, thinking that Sol was coming, and he would hardly be able to make it up if he didn't come.

Noticing Sol's arrival, Loki glanced at Eberrist, and for some reason, his body tensed up visibly with the naked eye.

"Is that your brother?" asked Erberist. "Aren't you asking him to come in?"

"You're joking, my lord." Loki said with a smile without changing his tone, "How can he be as important as you?"

"Well, yes." Erberist said deliberately: "Speaking of which, he is still your competitor, why don't I help you get him now..." A few words passed gently on the edge of his lips, with a smile on his face. A fleeting, careless killing intent.

Loki pursed his lips nervously: "Of course not, my lord, if even Sol needs your help, then how will I gain a foothold in Asgard in the future."

The smile in Erberister's eyes deepened. "Ha, all right."

Sol didn't know what he had imagined outside the door, and the sound of knocking on the door and talking suddenly became louder: "Loki, I heard your voice, open the door!" He said anxiously: "Whether you are ready-no matter what happens What, we have to talk first!"

Loki glanced at OBerister, and cursed him inwardly for why he hadn't left yet.Only then did Erberist stand up Shi Shiran, and condensed a space door in front of him: "I don't think I should bother you to reminisce about the past, so I will leave first."

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the door was smashed to pieces, Sol rushed in, before he had time to see who the other person in the room was, he first saw the dark and very obvious space door, and immediately shouted: "Lo! Ki, don't go with him!"

Loki froze for a moment.

"I hope you will consider my proposal just now, and we will meet again, Loki." Erberist chuckled, guessing that he would really fight Sol if he didn't leave, he immediately took a step forward and disappeared In front of two people.

The space door disappeared in front of my eyes.

Just as Loki was about to say something, Thor immediately grabbed his wrist, Thor's flustered and handsome face was very close to him: "Loki, don't go with him."

Loki paused for a long time before he finally recovered his voice, put on that condescending expression again, and twitched his wrist back—but failed to twitch: "What are you talking about, my stupid brother." Looking at Sol's stunned face, Loki raised his chin: "This is my house, if you want to leave, someone else will leave."

Sol hesitated for a moment, looked around, and really didn't see any magic items for teleportation, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of Loki: "I thought... I thought you were I'm leaving." He scratched the back of his head: "Not this time, you didn't do anything wrong this time, and neither did I. Although I don't know what's going on with you, but--like I said, we have to talk talk."

"What are you talking about?" Loki realized that he had always maintained the appearance of a frost giant, but he didn't bother to change back, so he stood in front of Sol, opening his hands with a mocking smile: "Talk about me Not your brother, talking about me being a frost giant?"

Sol was stunned: "What?"

"How obvious is that, can't your rude brain turn it around?" Loki sneered.The sense of powerlessness and impatience when he faced Erberist just now returned to him, and, perhaps because of Sol's words, it became crazier and more violent: "Well, I found out that I am not Your brother, are you very happy. Ha, your rival for the throne has finally disappeared, do you intend to report to Odin now?"

"No!" Sol stepped forward and pressed Loki's shoulders, ignoring the extreme cold that went straight from the palm of his hand to his heart: "Listen, Loki, I don't know... No, this, this has nothing to do with blood, maybe you are not My dear brother, but we have lived together for thousands of years, is it because of this that you have to deny my relationship with you? This is too much!"

Loki thought Thor was going to yell like he always did, but he didn't, he...

Loki opened his eyes, staring at Thor in a daze.

"I swear to you on my honor, I will never tell father, unless you want to." Thor said seriously: "If you want it to be a secret, then it is, no one but me and you know that you are not Asgardian."

Loki stared at him blankly.

The two brothers looked at each other quietly, and Thor's blue eyes were firm and shining, conveying his determination and approval to Loki.

After a while, Loki blinked, and the chill blue skin on his body gradually faded away, returning to normal skin color.He lowered his head, and when he lifted it up after a while, he had already returned to his usual haughty look: "I've always said you're stupid, but you still don't admit it. Sol, do you think Odin won't know about this?"

Saul was really stupid: "Huh?"

Loki took his hands off his shoulders, crossed his arms, and turned around with a haughty look on his face, "Got it now?"

"...I figured it out," Sol finally reacted slowly from the shocking news: "So you are not Frigga's own, Odin knows, but he still...but why???"

Rocky said: "Maybe he wants me to inspire you, look, with a brother who will compete with you for the throne, the pressure and self-motivation are always greater."

"No," Sol's expression became serious again: "Since Odin said that the person who picks up Mjolnir is qualified to be the king of Asgard, then you are also a candidate, we are in a fair competition relationship, and It doesn't change because of your bloodline."

Loki paused, then turned around: "Make it clear, what I want to fight for is the throne of Asgard."

"It doesn't matter, you just fight for it." Saul smiled confidently: "I am confident that I will never lose to you."

Loki was silent for a while.

"Ha," he laughed a moment later, "you're so arrogant, Saul."

Sol also smiled: "Do you want to say the next sentence, the same as before?"

Loki said: "Yes, it's the same as before."

"elder brother."