$231 Brotherly Reunion (4,000)
"Loki, you have to memorize more knowledge so that you can make greater progress in learning magic, instead of immersing yourself in trivial pranks."
Ancient One was teaching his disciples in the study, but the first person she gave extra advice to was Loki.
"Teacher, I thought that my long life has allowed me to learn enough knowledge. Now I want to get the skills to use spells."
Loki showed a rare display of humility. In front of the Supreme Mage, Loki would not be arrogant and arrogant.
"Okay, do you understand the form of soul existence?"
Ancient One said with a smile, Loki definitely has a lot of knowledge, but the knowledge about the souls of Asgardians is the part that is blocked by Odin.
The souls of Asgardians will still be controlled, but those who hold this part of the power are being detained in Helheim.
Therefore, the newly grown mages in Asgard lack knowledge about souls.
"Soul form?"
Loki looked confused. No one had ever mentioned souls in his life.
As the little prince of Asgard, although he is not a "baby" with no combat experience, he does not have the opportunity to understand the mysteries of the soul.
Hela, the Asgardian goddess of death.
Mastering the death of all life in Asgard, even Odin himself is under the control of this authority.
The souls of the dead in Asgard will only leave their bodies under the touch of Hela, so since Hela was imprisoned, all Asgardians have not been able to obtain the liberation of their souls during this period.
It was like being imprisoned in an iron maiden, imprisoned in an increasingly decaying body.
Unable to leave, I can only feel the pain caused by the decay of my body.
The soul and body are unified, so none of the truly powerful beings in the church are ascetics.
A withered body cannot prove the nobility of the soul, and rotten flesh full of scars cannot accommodate a noble soul.
"You should have learned about the soul from your father, but due to some accidents, I will tell you about it."
Gu Yi closed his eyes slightly and spoke calmly.
Odin entrusted Loki to her, so she would not not impart this knowledge to Loki in order to avoid the internal affairs of Asgard.
As a teacher who imparts knowledge, Gu Yi is indeed qualified, but there are too few students who can learn her knowledge.
As she spoke, she stretched out her palm and pressed it on Loki's chest, exerting force.
"Seeing one's own soul is the first step for a mage to recognize his own existence."
Loki's soul floated out along with this soul-detached palm, but this soul no longer looked as handsome as before with a bad smile.
Instead, cyan skin replaced the original handsomeness, and revealed a cold aura.
"So is this why my father doesn't want to tell me about the soul?"
Loki looked incredulous, comparing his soul body with his original body.
"Am I a frost giant?"
Loki is not stupid. The way his soul appears is that of a frost giant.
"Who is my father? Laufey?"
"You shouldn't ask me these things, but it's time for you to have a good conversation with your father."
Ancient One grabbed Loki's shoulders and spoke solemnly.
Although Ancient One knew that if Loki could not be guided on the right path in time, then this Asgardian who loves to take advantage of others might embark on a wrong path.
But Gu Yi is not very good at moral education.
"Can I still call him father?"
The cyan color on Loki's body began to change back to its original appearance after he got used to the existence of the soul body.
He has strong emotional control, otherwise he wouldn't have created so many successful pranks.
Loki indeed possesses extraordinary talent in magic, and this talent may even give him a chance to succeed as the Sorcerer Supreme.
If Loki can reach the peak he deserves, his achievements will not even be weaker than Strange.
"Of course, have you forgotten whose protection you grew up under?"
As the Ancient One tried to comfort Loki, she could feel Loki's soul begin to vibrate, as if it was about to boil.
"I can't go back to the past, can I? When Odin entrusted me to you, I can't go back.
He has given up on me, hasn't he? Only mother, I don’t want her to be sad because of me..."
Apparently Loki still thought too much. He no longer called Odin his father, but he still called Frigga his mother. .
Everyone knows that nothing happened between Frigga and Laufey. If it were more serious, it should be between Odin and the Frost Giant.
But Loki obviously didn't think so.
"So, you want to deny your past life? Those are not illusions."
The power from the white magic in Gu Yi's body began to rise, suppressing the emotional logic in place.
"I don't know! But you suddenly told me that I am the blood of a Frost Giant. How can I accept it easily!? I! Loki! The prince of Asgard! But I am the child of Asgard's enemy. My past Can it still be said to be true?”
Loki couldn't move at all, but the roar on the verge of collapse told of his unrest.
"Then your brother, who has been deceived by you countless times, will still choose to believe in your Thor next time. Is it also illusory?"
Ancient One threw Loki's soul back into his body, the moment the soul and body came into contact.
As Loki recognized his soul, his Asgardian body also turned into cyan skin and began to exude a cold air.
"elder brother?"
Loki let out a long breath, and the cold wind blew out made the desk in front of him instantly covered with ice.
The desserts on the table were also covered with ice cubes, and the mage on one side was also covered in white frost.
But the glass of milk was still steaming.
Loki was not interested in paying attention to the glass of unfrozen milk, but said to Ancient One:
"Take me to Thor, teacher. You promise me you will let me see him every day."
Loki took control of his body as before.
The original coldness also disappeared.
"King, collect everyone's questions and I will answer them one by one when I come back."
Gu Yi said to Wang, who was still taking notes, and raised the temperature in the environment a little. The other mages didn't say a word.
Among the mages present, only King Chris has the qualifications to fight Loki, and that's just the qualifications. Although only to the extent that he won't be defeated by a random blow.
The other mages began to tremble under the cold power.
In the corner of the room, Mike was lying on the ground, shaking the bells on his ears and neck in boredom.
"Then let's go, but you have to know that now you only need to learn magic from me. You don't need to care too much about your life experience or secrets."
"I will do what you wish. Only the strong can dominate everything and bear the cruel truth."
Loki said this.
Then he followed Ancient One and stepped into the portal to Harrogath.
"Only the strong can control themselves! Only the strong can bear the cruel truth!"
Bulcaisel was yelling at Rorschach.
On Rorschach's body, one can see an arm that was shattered by the huge force, and an ax with only one handle left.
The injuries caused by the Holy King are actually far more than these, but this injury was caused by the "Black King's March" move.
Just like Bulcaisel was unable to use potions to dispel Malthael's death power, the injuries caused by the Holy Cult King born out of Leoric using skills that contained the aura of death could not be restored with potions.
As soon as Rorschach came out, he expressed that he wanted to continue to the secret realm, but Bulcaisel was shouting at him for his rash approach.
"So what should I do with this injury?"
Rorschach glanced at Ancient One and Loki who had arrived through the portal, and then asked Bulcasso.
Regardless of whether he knew Ancient One and Loki or not, he wouldn't care too much.
For now, he will only focus on becoming stronger and get the truth he is looking for.
"Go to Mara. She will take care of your injuries. After all, this is not even a scratch by the breath of death."
Volusk took over Rorschach's question. If the Black King's March used by Leoric was an attack that even Diavolo had to avoid, then this degraded holy king could only scratch Gaom. oily skin.
It just inhibited the injured area from receiving vitality recovery. Mara Dasheng was able to solve this problem with the traditional herbal medicine of the barbarians.
"This is Loki, who looks nothing like Odin. He's here to meet his brother."
After a while, she said to Bulcasso with a smile, because she saw the confusion in Bulcasso's eyes.
"You mean Thor?"
Bulcaisel nodded.
After all, when you go to Harrogath to find your brother, you can't always look for the hammer called the Son of Odin.
"He's still fighting in the secret realm of Warusk. It should be almost done, right?"
Bulkaissoba cast his doubtful eyes on Warusk.
Warusk lay down heavily and hit the cold ground directly, and then said:
"Come on, he just killed the last zombie aggregation monster and will be out soon."
Warusk pointed at the place where he opened the secret realm, and a portal appeared as he spoke.
Thor walked out of the transfer door with dark brown blood all over his body, holding the butcher's cleaver in his hand.
Judging from the appearance alone, he looks a bit like a butcher, and the somewhat sinister weapon plays a big role.
"Brother, what are you..."
Loki said with some confusion, earning an even more confused look from Thor.
"Loki, what's wrong with you? Whenever you call me brother, you always want to trick me. What trouble did you get into this time?"
Thor glanced at Ancient One who was standing next to Loki, and tightened his grip on the weapon.
Thor is a very defensive person, although he can be regarded as just.
"Butcher's cleaver? Do you still have this in your secret realm, Warusk?"
Bulcaisel didn't care about the exchanges between the brothers, but the weapon made him care more.
His words were so obviously angry that one could hear the tone of gnashing of teeth.
"I have forgotten it a long time ago. I only know that I will achieve greatness, so how can I remember my combat experience? They are just some miscellaneous soldiers."
Warusk said while lying on the ground in an unsightly posture.
That is, he was wearing armor, so he formed a "big" character.
Otherwise, the "wood" character is also possible. If you count the stone crusher that was put aside, it might be a "rest" character.
"What nonsense are you talking about? When you were born, there was no sign of Leoric! Then the only one you can touch should be the mad slaughter. How did this meat cleaver appear in your secret realm?"
Bul-Katho walked to the side of Volusk and stared at Volusk on the ground.
The meat cleaver was an equipment that appeared after Aidan killed the mad slaughter. How could it appear in Volusk's secret realm? The time alone doesn't match!
You must know that when Leoric was born, Volusk had been dead for more than a thousand years.
"I went to see the gate of the Holy Mountain and touched the fragments you brought back."
Volusk closed his eyes and chose not to speak anymore.
He didn't want to say more.
Bulkaiso took a deep breath after hearing this, and then kicked Volusk on the waist, kicking the second-generation immortal king aside.
Volusk's approach was not safe, and it had even had an impact.
The most fatal thing was that Bulkaiso had no other way to vent his anger except kicking Volusk.
"You know, I'm the only one who can do this on the Holy Mountain. What have you lost!"
Bulkaiso no longer cared about the visitors, and yelled at Volusk in an interrogative tone.
Sparks of anger could already be seen on him.
"I lost a little bit of glory, that's all."
After Volusk left this sentence, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
Bulkaiso was left to suppress his anger.
"Are you still you! You damn bastard! XXXX!"
Bulkaiso cursed Volusk loudly, and Gu Yi watched without saying a word.
For the barbarians, in addition to persuading them kindly, she learned not to ask questions.
Loki and Thor were shocked by the sudden scolding and did not dare to continue talking for a while.
Even if Bul-Kathos was restraining his emotions, the spirit of a strong man was enough to silence them.
"You are not the Immortal King yet, but he is!"
Raiko folded her hands in front of her chest and said in a hoarse voice.
When Bul-Kathos began to get angry, she turned back.
But she only left this sentence and disappeared again.
Indeed, Bul-Kathos has not yet inherited the title of the Immortal King, and as the Immortal King, how could Volusk let others bear all that alone.
It's just that his attempt failed, and he was unable to do what he wanted to do.
No one can stop a barbarian from making a choice, no matter whether the barbarian is strong or not.
Stubbornness is the nature of this group.