[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

Although it claims to be a god, Asgard's architecture is not much different from human architecture.

The golden palace in the distance stands above the sky, the waterfalls hang in the sky, the majestic mountains and cliffs rise one after another, the trees are green, and the sky is a strange golden blue.

Compared with the earth, Asgard is more like a floating continent, bright and grand, like a myth sung in beautiful verses, standing calmly and majestically in the depths of the universe.

The gatekeeper, dressed in golden armor and holding a sword in both hands, closed his golden eyes, turning a blind eye to Sioro, who was disguised as an Asgardian soldier.

"What's the problem?" Saul walked on the Rainbow Bridge and turned his head to look at Siouluo.

Even if Xi Ouluo wanted to talk, he couldn't tell him clearly now.But judging from what he saw through Loki, there shouldn't be any bloody battles or killings.

Even without that image, Sioro insists that Loki at least won't destroy Asgard like other villains.

"I can't tell you yet," said Sioro as he passed by Heimdall. For a second, he was blinded by the magnificent view of Asgard, but he hid it well and looked away as if nothing had happened. "But it should be related to the atrium man surnamed Weissman."

Thor turned the hammer in his hand contemptuously: "Him? I can still believe what you told me he did on Earth. In Asgard, it's impossible."

Yes, but a mortal.

Just a mortal who constantly turns into a villain with various special skills.

Siouluo glanced at Sol calmly, but secretly he had a terrible headache. The panic he had spread in the past was like a hot air balloon being released into the air, and it would break completely at some point.

But he was still unrepentant and decided to find an excuse for himself.

"There was an accident," he followed Loki's example and winked at Sol slyly, "but it's not a big problem, trust me."

The experienced Sol really continued to ask: "I don't believe you, tell me exactly what happened."

Siouluo said lightly: "You know that I have practiced a little magic that does not belong to Asgard. I can control people's minds for a certain period of time. He will be affected by part of my will and do something."

Sol's face was a little dark: "Slightly?"

"That's right." Sioro turned his head and smiled at him, the corners of his slightly hooked mouth were as sweet as honey, but in Sol's eyes, it symbolized a guilty conscience, "A little bit."

——When Loki screwed up something, he often showed such an expression to prove that the matter was not serious.

Saul: "Don't be devious, have you cast a spell on Dr. Weissman?"

That's right, what you want is for you to say that, Sioro nodded in his heart.

But on the surface, he still maintained Loki's indifferent look, and said lightly, "Actually, I didn't intend to attack a useless Atrium man, but I made a small mistake."

Sol quickly went through the whole thing in his mind, and suddenly he felt blessed: "You wanted to cast a spell on Melkiss, but you missed it? That's why you brought Dr. Weissman to the Avengers Building? "

You are awesome, Saul, Sioro gave Saul a thumbs up in his heart.

"Don't blame me, it's Melkis, that cowardly and incompetent dark elf who hid behind a mortal," Sioro walked forward with his head held high, "and then he ran away with the Box of Winter while I wasn't paying attention. Yes, so..."

Therefore, Loki would rather turn his head to help him and the Avengers and directly destroy his conspiracy against the earth, and he must deal with Melkis, the elf who played him a trick.

Sol fully understood.

"You're so good," Saul imitated his humorous moustache teammate, sarcastically, "Mother knows what she calls an 'excellent magician' does such a thing, she will be too ashamed to eat tonight .”

Xiouluo didn't care: "Who made your teammate so incompetent, even a mortal can't look down on him."

Thor struggles to restore dignity to his teammates: "Dr. Weissman is no ordinary mortal."

Siouluo: "..."

Thank you for looking up at me.

Thor thought about it seriously, and said seriously: "He is a mortal who has practiced in a mysterious temple for a month, and he is also the boyfriend of the supreme mage."

Siouluo: "..."

I thank you two brothers.

Seeing that Siouluo stopped talking, Sol suddenly remembered something: "You said his will was influenced by you, what will he do?"

Siouluo licked his lips: "I don't know, it's nothing more than occupying Asgard, defeating the father of the gods, becoming the new owner of Asgard."

Sol: "..."

Really mind-boggling.

While speaking, the two walked quickly on the Rainbow Bridge. Seeing that Odin's palace had appeared in front of them, Sif learned that Sol's return was waiting for him at the gate of the golden hall.

The female warrior has a dashing figure, slender legs, and a long sword on her back. Her long black curly hair is tied up high - her hair has not been turned back to golden by Loki.

Siouluo turned back, and then staggered half of his body with Thor, lowered his head, and pretended to be an ordinary Asgardian warrior.

Saul patted Sif on the shoulder in the battle armor, and smiled heartily: "Where are Hogan, Vostagg, and Fandral? I seem to smell the smell of wine. Are they already drunk?"

Sif was a little helpless: "In order to celebrate the father of the gods waking up from Odin's sleep, everyone held a reception according to tradition, and they had already drunk it at the beginning."

Sioro glanced at Sif curiously.

In Loki's memory, Sif and Sol, like countless Asgardians, are typical Asgardian warriors, reckless and brave, and they will fight if they disagree.

But looking at it now, compared to the "Three Warriors of Asgard", that is, Sol's little followers, Sif is obviously much more delicate.

"I'm going to see my father," Saul said happily, and after dismissing Sif, he turned his head and whispered to Xioro, "Don't worry, father has woken up, and nothing will happen to me. Someone will search for Dr. Weisman in Asgard."

Siouluo crossed his arms: "I hope so."

Apparently, things were not as simple as Sol thought. When Sioro followed Sol and walked into the palace together, soldiers who didn't know where they came from swarmed in and captured the two of them directly.

Sol was careless and didn't have time to react. When he came back to his senses, two huge sharp axes were already on the necks of the two of them.

The soldiers, fighting against each other, looked nervously at their mighty prince Thor, but there was no trace of fear on their faces.

The cold metal was tightly attached to the soft skin, and Xi'ouluo's heart beat a little faster. He was forced to raise his head, his eyes passed through countless people, and he looked up at the father of the gods sitting high on the metal throne.

He has white beard and hair, and is wearing golden armor. Although he lost one eye, his gaze is extremely calm, like the endless deep sea, without anger and majesty, it is difficult to fathom.

He is Odin, the old god-king.

Thor frowned, and loudly questioned the soldier holding the ax: "Father God! How dare you insult the dignity of the God of Thunder!"

Siouluo's intuition told him that everything was not quite right.

The soldiers all lowered their gazes and stopped looking at Sol, while the leader put down the weapon in his hand, half-kneeled on the ground, and shouted respectfully: "Sol has been successfully arrested, please order the father of the gods!"

The young and vigorous prince was furious and puzzled.

He was clearly able to break free from the restraints, but he was still under the knife and axe, trying to raise his head to look at Odin.

"Father! What's going on!"

Just when the future god king was showing his sharpness, he was crushed to the ground, and the white-haired old king on the throne fixed his eyes on the two of them and spoke slowly.

"Saul, are you willing to plead guilty?"

His voice sounded like a grand bell, reverberating in the glorious golden palace, and striking hard on people's eardrums.