Chaos, darkness, and coldness, this is all Thor felt. After a pain that tore his body apart, he woke up. When he found himself regaining consciousness, horrific despair and pain overwhelmed him.

Thor was lying on a wasteland. He tried to open his eyes. There was a hazy white mist in front of him, and then there was an undetectable halo. He felt that his lips were chapped, his whole body was in severe pain, and there was a heavy breath between his breaths.

The smell of blood.

Loki is dead?

Loki...is dead.

He saw with his own eyes that Loki was hit by the light of the Rainbow Bridge and then returned to the World Tree.

He also saw with his own eyes that his priesthood was taken away, which meant that Loki's body was indeed destroyed, and the last action he made before his death was to instill the priesthood and divine power into himself.

Thor lay there, feeling a blazing fire beating in his chest. He didn't know whether it was Loki's priesthood or coming from his anger.

What killed Loki was the Bifrost, Asgard's most powerful weapon.

And the person who manipulated him was Heimdall.

Thinking of this fact, Thor felt that his soul was hurting as if it was about to burst.

He knew very well that Heimdall's most important job was to guard the Rainbow Bridge, and there was no way anyone could cross him and activate the Rainbow Bridge to attack Loki.

Heimdall killed Loki, Thor didn't want to admit it, but he knew it was the truth.

Thor didn't want to think about what caused all this, but he also knew that he understood it.

Thor has always known that the Asgardians do not like Loki, and can even be said to be very contemptuous and disgusted with him. They are even dissatisfied that they have to abide by the rules of the Father of the Gods and salute Loki, because they think Loki is a worthless person.

People without a sense of honor are not worthy of being a member of Asgard.

Thor knew that his brother was sensitive and suspicious, and had felt resentful at the neglect of the Asgardians on several occasions.

Thor thought that he was the one who condoned all this and allowed the rest of Asgard to endlessly doubt and despise Loki.

He thought of what Loki said to him. Did this group of people really not have any considerations of fighting for power in their actions? Just because they are the future heirs of Asgard, they can treat another person who has no inheritance rights like this.

The prince? Imagine him as an enemy, be on guard against him all the time, and speculate on him with the greatest malice?

So do their admiration for themselves also come with a utilitarian intention to gain benefits for themselves?

Thor was lying on the ground, his thinking began to become a little blurry, but at the same time he began to constantly think about it. If he grabbed Loki's neck today, would Heimdall dare to activate the Rainbow Bridge to attack him?

He didn't dare, Thor said to himself in his heart, and Heimdall certainly didn't dare to do this, because he is the future heir of Asgard, and Loki is just an unappreciated prince.

This is the most important reason that led to all this tragedy. Thor closed his eyes and his breathing became heavier and heavier. He thought that the Asgardians were dissatisfied with Loki and therefore ignored him. Loki resented the Father of the Gods.

It's unfair to others in Asgard, and what did you do?

Didn't do anything myself.

When the seeds of contradiction were planted, he was complacent about his honor and military exploits. When the contradictions accumulated deeper and deeper, he was complacent about other people's praise of his bravery.

Many people and many things were played in front of Thor's eyes. He and all his peers in Asgard were brothers. They always praised him with a smile, went hunting for him, brought fresh fruits, and served fine wine.

Thor's eyes flashed again with the face of Odin, the father of the gods. In his impression, Odin had never expressed satisfaction with this, and Odin had never praised Thor's reputation among the people of Asgard.

Perhaps Odin has known for a long time that there are too many compliments in this world that are not sincere. Once you indulge in them, you will become arrogant and arrogant.

When did he start to become like this?

Thor began to recall that he followed Odin on an expedition, and the praises of his subordinates and seniors surrounded him. The voices became louder and louder, lifting his soul higher and higher, making him feel that he was omnipotent.

And as it should be.

Are there any sincere praises among these people? Maybe there are, some people must be proud of his bravery and skill in fighting.

But whether they really surrendered to his force and leadership, or whether they believed that being good at fighting would bring more honor to themselves and their family, no one knew.

Thor suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He had been so addicted to this kind of praise, like a dog chasing a bone. As long as they moved their mouths effortlessly, they could manipulate his emotions at will, making him complacent and ignoring many things.

Things that shouldn't be ignored.

Praise from his subjects and subordinates can make a king smile, but Thor found that he actually regarded this smile as his ultimate goal.

Along with endless regret and sorrow, Thor's consciousness was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and then slowly sank into deeper darkness. After an unknown amount of time, a drop of cold rain fell on his face, and feathers brushed his cheeks.

The slight itching made Thor open his eyes from the haze.

His breathing was very weak, and he heard a high-pitched voice saying: "He's awake, he's awake!"

Thor breathed hard, opened his eyes and looked over. The sun shone on his face, making him feel waves of heat hitting his face. At this time, a huge wing stretched out in front of his face, covering him from the sun.

, a bird face came to his face and asked: "Are you awake? Who are you? Why are you here?"

Thor heard what it said seemed to be the common language of a certain edge galaxy, but Thor could understand some of it. He said: "Where is this...?"

"This is the edge of the Red Ring of Woka. How did you fall here?"

"What is the red ring of Woka...?"

"Oh, I understand! You are also an exiled criminal, right? This is the Sakaar planet, the main planet in the Tayo galaxy of the Fornax system. Of course, people in the universe prefer to call this place the Sakaar garbage dump.

Sakaar?

Thor's mind was in chaos. After a long time, he recalled that he had followed the father of the gods through here before, so he could understand some of the common language here.

He opened his cracked lips and looked at the sky. The sky here was completely different from the earth. It was covered with a layer of light green. There was a huge planet with star rings hanging in the sky. The sun also seemed bigger and the sunlight was more vicious.

The sun grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, and the white light became more and more dazzling, gradually occupying the entire field of vision, and his eyes became pale.

With a "click", the white light disappeared, the lamp switch was turned off, and Schiller sat beside the hospital bed and said: "So why did you throw him to Sakaar?"

"Of course it's because the place really suits him."

A voice came from the hospital bed, but no body was seen. What was a little scary was that Loki's head was resting on the pillow, but his body was filled with starlight.

It's not accurate to say it's starlight, because all the stars in it are stuck together by black mucus. His body is like a big net made of symbionts, and the black mucus is trying hard to climb, move, and remove those

Bits and pieces of strength are collected and rewoven into the body.

Schiller held a cup of coffee and said: "Originally I wanted to pour you a cup, but now you have no digestive organs, so forget it."

Schiller and Loki looked at Loki's body together, Loki laughed, and Schiller said: "You are still in the mood to laugh?"

"Of course I'm in the mood to laugh. I can guess what that idiot is thinking right now."

"He must feel that he is so stupid. How could he believe those people who praised him in the past? He must feel that he is a clown for taking the least important things so seriously."

"Honor, honor..." Loki said with a sigh: "Who gives honor to whom?"

The door hinge clicked, and Strange walked in. He glanced at Loki and said, "If I knew your plan was so risky, I would never have brought Thor there."

"Are you taking risks? It's okay. I admit that I'm a bit of a gambler, but obviously, I made the right bet."

"Tell me your plan from the beginning. I think you need an audience now."

Loki smiled again, looking very relaxed, and then began his story.

"Thor's biggest problem is that he is too addicted to those fictitious senses of honor and mission. He has never figured out one thing, that is, who gives honor to whom?"

"The Father of the Gods stands on the highest throne, and whoever he bestows honor on is the brave warrior of Asgard. But Thor is just the opposite. Everyone praises him as the most brave warrior of Asgard, so he

I feel like that’s really the case.”

"The Aesir are really a very strange race." Loki's tone was both mocking and emotional: "They are naturally warlike, but they are unwilling to admit that it is the violent genes in their bones that make them want to start wars all the time."

"So, they want to put a hypocritical cloak on the war, saying it is honor and mission, but in fact they are just addicted to the pleasure of victory and conquest."

"If a king cannot understand this, then he will never be able to rule the Aesir. But obviously, the father of the gods has done a good enough job."

“He regards war as a bone thrown to a dog, and uses honor and mission as chains and collars, driving the warriors of Asgard to fight for him. At the same time, he regards him as the wisest king, willingly accepting his rule and serving him.

Seize the fruits of victory.”

"But Thor didn't understand this. He chased bones with the dogs instead of being a man with a chain throwing bones."

"If this continues, he will be deceived by honor and lead Asgard to the abyss of destruction."

"His trust in the Asgardians is based on their praise of him, but the Father of the Gods never needs the Asgardians' praise. He only needs them to fight bravely for him."

"What is the ultimate purpose of the Father of the Gods in throwing Thor to the earth? To teach him humility?, to teach him kindness?"

"No, no king needs these things. Besides, although I often laugh at Thor, I have to admit that he is actually a good person, kind enough, and even a little too kind, which makes him look stupid."

"The father of the gods wanted him to understand that any praise given to him by anyone in Asgard, those so-called honors and missions, are meaningless."

"Without enough strength and weapons, he can only live a hard and poor life like an ordinary earthling."

"Only when he wakes up from that false sense of honor can he embark on the path to a true king."

"Why did he go to Jotunheim to make a fuss? Because he was worried. He was worried that the turmoil at the ceremony might plummet his image in the hearts of the Asgardians. He was worried that the Asgardians would not

If he continues to respect him like that, he is worried that this kind of accident may make him unable to convince the public."

"But the father of the gods has never used any image, face or ceremony to convince the public. No one has ever dared to question his majesty."

"We all know this. In fact, except for Thor himself, many onlookers can see that he has put the cart before the horse, but this may also have something to do with his father's education. Odin made up a set of rhetoric about a sense of honor.

Then he deceived his son as well."

"You planned to make him realize this and wake up from these false sense of honor, so you played a cruel trick?"

"But I don't understand." Strange looked at Loki and said, "How did you achieve all this?"
To be continued...