The savior of American comics? I am the evil god of the subspace!

"What?"

Odin's one eye glared, and he immediately looked at the chest of the Captain of the Guard, only to see that the Captain's breastplate seemed to be stained with some kind of disgusting, dark green slime.

It must have been left behind during the previous battle with those suddenly appearing demons, so without even thinking, he stood up and said:

"Go, take me there to see immediately!"

Queen Frigga, with a worried expression, urged, "Odin, be careful!"

Odin nodded heavily, then picked up the [Gungnir] and followed behind the Captain of the Guard to the location of the [Infirmary].

"Ah, this?!"

The once spacious and tidy corridor, the walls on both sides, as well as the floor and ceiling, were now all stained with large patches of dark green slime… It was as if some disgusting thing filled with slime had exploded in place.

Inside the [Infirmary], the frightened medical staff were all huddled in the corners near the inner wall, trembling.

And in the open space in the center, a dozen Asgardian warriors were using spears and enchanted golden chains to restrain two ugly demons, covered in festering, dark green pustules, with a curved horn growing from their foreheads, and holding a tattered iron sword covered in filthy slime—[Nurgle Plaguebearers]!

These low-level [Nurgle Plaguebearers] with little intelligence are all bred from the essence of the souls of those who have been tortured to death by [Soul-Rot].

The tattered iron swords in their hands are the infamous [Plague Swords], filled with massive amounts of viruses.

Even the most powerful warrior, if scratched by this sword, will eventually succumb to the virus and despair!

Although these [Nurgle Plaguebearers] have little combat power, they are undoubtedly good at spreading viruses, and they are extremely loyal to their beloved father, [Nurgle].

Sizzle—

Puff puff—

Odin immediately raised [Gungnir] and released powerful cosmic arcane energy, directly blasting the bodies of the two [Nurgle Plaguebearers].

The disgusting pus instantly splattered all over the Asgardian warriors in the front row.

At the moment of blasting the two [Nurgle Plaguebearers], Odin seemed to hear an indescribable roar from another dimension in his ear.

"Damn it, it must be that damned evil god named [Nurgle] among the [Chaos Gods] who is playing tricks…"

Odin did not hesitate and loudly ordered the guards who were still in a daze, "Immediately send people to move all the remaining [Blackstone] to the surroundings of the [Celestial Palace], and then have the dwarven artisans of [Nidavellir] build [Blackstone Obelisks]…"

After seeing the two low-level Nurgle demons, Odin immediately realized that the sudden outbreak of the plague inside the [Celestial Palace] this time was likely… no, it should be said that it must be [Evil God Nurgle] playing tricks in the dark.

I just don't know if building [Blackstone Obelisks] around the [Celestial Palace] can suppress these demons and the plague…

But right now, he can only treat a dead horse as a living one!

However, after this incident, Odin finally truly realized the horror of the [Chaos Gods].

They are just like what Thor described before—they are ubiquitous and impossible to defend against!

"In addition, send people to conduct a detailed screening inside the [Celestial Palace] and lock up all those infected with the plague in the dungeon, and then…"

A trace of unbearable color flashed across Odin's face, but he immediately regained his previous decisiveness and continued, "If, after the [Blackstone Obelisks] are built, the condition of these people has not shown any signs of improvement, then… burn them all to death!"

Hiss~~~

Everyone, including the Captain of the Guard, showed expressions of disbelief. Although they knew that the order Odin issued at this moment was the safest way, they couldn't help but feel a sense of shared grief when they thought of the tragic fate of their former comrades.

Odin naturally noticed the subtle changes on everyone's faces, but he could do nothing about it. In order to ensure that the [Celestial Palace] would not fall, he could only decisively choose to abandon the pawns to save the chariot.

Just as Odin turned and left, a short-haired female physician who had been hiding in the corner shrunk her right arm into her wide sleeve with a look of fear.

From a perspective that others could not see, her originally fair and smooth arm had grown patches of disgusting pustules and an eyeball that kept wriggling…

…

In the lowest level of the [Celestial Palace]'s dungeon.

"Loki, listen to my advice, can you stop being willful?"

Queen Frigga, whose face was slightly pale… no, to be precise, it should be an illusion projected by Queen Frigga using magic, looked at her youngest son, who showed no remorse, and smiled wryly:

"Oh, right, do you like any of the books I sent you earlier?"

Loki slowly turned around, his expression gloomy and sarcastic, "Do you want me to pass the long prison life of thousands of years by reading books?"

"Child, I have tried my best to make you more comfortable…"

Queen Frigga was not angry, but reminded him gently, "But I think you should understand that you are in this situation entirely because of your own fault…"

"My own fault?"

Loki grinned, but a look of anger flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly, "It all started with your lies… You have always lied to me since I was a child, saying that I am more excellent than Thor, and that I was born to be the material to become [King]… And now, I just want to turn this lie into reality, so how did it become my own fault?"

"It is excusable that you want to become [King], but a true king will take the initiative to admit his mistakes after making a big mistake."

Queen Frigga patiently and kindly induced, "This time, you almost slaughtered all the [Elves] on [Alfheim], and also summoned the [Eye of Fear] through a sacrificial ritual, which is enough to completely destroy the entire [Nine Realms]. Countless people in the [Nine Realms] have died because of your pranks… Do you really think that you are suitable to sit on the [Throne] of [Asgard] like this?"

Who would have thought that Loki's face did not show any remorse, but instead sneered and asked, "Is that so? Don't think I don't know, this is just a drop in the bucket compared to the number of people Odin has slaughtered in the past when conquering the [Nine Realms]… Look at him, isn't he still sitting well on the throne now?!"

"Why can he do things that I, Loki, cannot do?"

Queen Frigga was rendered speechless. Odin, in his youth, led his eldest daughter Hela in conquering the Nine Realms, slaughtering countless lives. No one knew this better than she did.

It was simply a matter of success or failure!

After Odin successfully secured his throne, that dark history, along with his eldest daughter Hela, who was sealed in Hel (the realm of the dead), was selectively forgotten by the world.

Knowing she couldn't sway Loki on this matter, Queen Frigga paused briefly before changing the subject, saying:

"Child, you still have time to turn back. If you can reveal how to banish the Eye of Fear, I guarantee your father will forgive all your previous transgressions..."

"No, first of all, he is not my father!!"

Loki said with a playful smile, "Secondly, haven't you already found a way to suppress the Eye of Fear from Midgard? I heard the results are quite good!"

Queen Frigga glanced at Loki with some surprise, then sighed with a complex expression and said softly:

"Indeed, although Thor used the Tesseract and Rainbow Bridge technology to exchange a large amount of Black Stone, which has the effect of suppressing Chaos energy, from Mr. Karl Mordo, and successfully suppressed the corruption and expansion of the Eye of Fear on the Nine Realms by building Black Stone Obelisks."

"But your father... Odin doesn't trust him. So, if you could end the Eye of Fear with your own hands, everyone would surely forgive all your previous sins... Child, this may be your only chance to regain your freedom!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought the great King of the Gods, Odin, would one day agree to such an outrageous request?"

Loki clearly didn't want anyone's 'redemption' or 'pardon,' so he mocked to himself:

"If this gets out, I'm afraid no cat or dog will ever take Asgard and the King of the Gods seriously again, right?"

"Speaking of which... did Thor come up with this idea?"

"Yes." Queen Frigga nodded in agreement. "Thor saved the Nine Realms!!"

"Hahahaha..."

Loki laughed wildly, "That's right, I really can't think of anyone else who would do this besides that fool... But are you really going to let that simple-minded guy become the King of Asgard?"

"Yes."

Queen Frigga's tone gradually became serious, "Thor has repeatedly risked his life to successfully scout out the next movements of that Chaos Dark Elf group, and now he is quelling the chaos on the front lines, working hard to restore order to the major kingdoms, cleaning up the mess for his brother, who always messes things up... And after this, he will be appointed as the new King of Asgard!!"

"Loki, although Thor isn't as smart as you, he deserves this honor!!"

"Tch..."

Loki, somewhat exasperated, wanted to argue, but Queen Frigga seemed tired of such meaningless disputes and bid farewell with a regretful expression:

"Child, your clever mind can see through everything, but you can't see through yourself... I'm a little tired. I'll come see you again in a few days. I hope you can change your mind by then."

With that, her figure transformed into a beam of green light and disappeared.

Seeing this, the ferocity on Loki's face became even more intense. He sneered at the spot where Queen Frigga had just disappeared:

"No, he won't have a chance... Because the throne will definitely be mine, and it can only belong to me!!"

Immediately, from a perspective invisible to ordinary people, a fluorescent green light suddenly appeared on Loki's forehead, which was none other than the Nurgle's blessing rune.

At the same time, in the infirmary of Asgard, a short-haired female medical officer with a right arm that didn't look very coordinated but was still trying to maintain her composure and diligently concocting potions, suddenly had a hideous eyeball open on her right arm, which was covered in pustules and hidden in her wide sleeves.

And her consciousness was controlled by another unfamiliar consciousness the moment the eyeball opened... And that person was naturally Loki!!

"Eir, you've been busy for days in a row. I'll deliver Odin's medicine tonight..."

The female medical officer, controlled by Loki, smiled and stopped the chief female medical officer, Eir, who looked tired. The latter originally intended to refuse, but was directly persuaded by 'Loki's' next sentence.

"There are still so many people in the dungeon waiting for you to rescue them. If even you are exhausted and fall, then they will probably only have a dead end..."

Upon hearing this, a tired and helpless wry smile couldn't help but appear on Eir's face. While handing the medicine bowl to 'Loki,' she thanked softly, "Then thank you, Hamel, but please remember to remind the King of the Gods to rest. His body can no longer withstand any blows..."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

'Loki' took the medicine bowl with a wicked smile and murmured in a voice that only he could hear as he turned to leave: "This time, I will definitely let him 'rest well'!"

A few minutes later.

In Odin's bedroom.

"King of the Gods, it's time to take your medicine."

Looking at the familiar and weak figure on the bed, 'Loki' tried hard to control his breathing and surging emotions, and the medicine bowl in his hand remained motionless.

However, the boiling medicinal soup was emitting a strange green glow—Father, please have some soup!!

"Cough cough cough..."

Odin propped himself up amidst a series of coughs, his one eye scanning the female medical officer kneeling on the ground in front of him, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

So he reached out and took the medicine bowl, and as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, he drank every last drop of the soup that 'Loki' had spiked, 'glug glug glug.'

"Today's... cough cough... medicine seems particularly bitter?"

Odin looked somewhat suspiciously at the female medical officer still kneeling in front of him with her head lowered, but the latter slowly raised her head, her eyes meeting his playfully, "That's because I added a little surprise inside for you... Father!!!!!"

"You are... Loki?!"

Odin's one eye widened suddenly. Without thinking, he grabbed the Gungnir lying on the bedside and activated its energy, blasting the female medical officer in front of him into a pool of blood and minced meat.

However, black marks, like venomous snakes, quietly appearing beneath his skin, were rapidly traveling from his withered arm towards his temples.

Soon, even the light on the Gungnir began to flicker uncertainly, eventually dimming somewhat abruptly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Father, you're as decisive as ever... But unfortunately, that was just a useless puppet!!"