Chapter 111
How did you do it?"
After Roy placed Mjolnir back in its original spot, Barbaraapproached him and asked quickly.
"It was nothing, just used a few little tricks."
"Let's not talk about that. You've been busy here all day and must be tired. Do you want to find a place to rest? Las Vegas has many different hotels."
Roy turned his head to look Barbara over and spoke slowly.
Although he spoke somewhat euphemistically, Barbaraimmediately understood his subtext.
Roy wasn't asking if she wanted to rest; he was asking if she wanted to go to a hotel in Las Vegas to 'play cards'.
"I'm the person in charge here; it's not convenient for me to leave."
After thinking for a moment, Barbara spoke slowly.
If she weren't the person in charge, she wouldn't mind accepting Roy's invitation to play cards.
She no longer needed to use a honey trap on Royanymore.
However, if the conditions were right, she still wouldn't mind having an intense and exciting card game with Roythat could leave everyone physically and mentally pleased.
"If you're the person in charge, shouldn't it be even more convenient?"
"You have the final say here; you can do whatever you want."
Roy countered Barbara's point.
Hearing his words, Barbara first gave him a flirtatious eye-roll and then said slowly, "If the hammer's owner comes, there will be no Commander here."
"Don't worry, even if the hammer's owner comes, he can't lift this hammer right now."
Roy replied with absolute certainty.
"How do you know he can't lift the hammer right now?"
Barbara continued to ask.
"Because he is currently not worthy to lift the hammer."
"Stop asking about this. Are you coming to the hotel to rest with me or not?"
"If you're unwilling, then forget it."
Roy knew why Barbara was so curious about who Mjolnir's owner was.
But he didn't plan to tell her immediately.
Barbara stood in place with a frown.
After a few seconds, she spoke, "I need to be back before dawn."
"No problem."
Roy grabbed Barbara's slender and alluring waist and used teleportation, taking her away from the temporary Base.
Three or four hours later.
Roy returned to the temporary Base with a refreshed Barbara.
In a five-star hotel in Las Vegas, he and Barbara had engaged in two intense and exciting card games.
Without any surprises, he easily won both games.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents at the Base weren't surprised that Barbara left with Roy.
It was no secret within S.H.I.E.L.D. that Barbara, Black Widow, and others had intimate relationships with Roythat went beyond friendship.
After bringing Barbara back to the temporary Base, Roytold her, "If that blonde muscular man I told you about invades the Base, remember to call and notify me."
"Okay!"
Barbara replied quickly.
Although Roy still hadn't told her the hammer owner's true identity, he had revealed some information.
For example, the hammer's owner was a muscular man with long blonde hair, skilled in close-quarters combat, with rich battle experience, and so on.
After hearing Barbara's answer, Roy didn't hesitate and immediately took the Tesseract out of his system space, opening a portal back to Manhattan right in front of her.
He knew Thor was nearby, but he had no intention of actively looking for him.
He had come tonight mainly to see if he could lift Mjolnir.
As for playing cards with Barbara, that was a decision he made only after seeing her.
The portal, surrounded by pitch-black "thunderclouds" and silver-white "lightning," quickly took shape.
Once the portal was formed, Roy didn't hesitate and stepped inside, disappearing from the sight of Barbaraand the other S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents.
Manhattan.
The penthouse apartment of the Skyscraper.
After returning from Las Vegas, Roy didn't go to Daisyand Mary Jane's bedroom immediately. Instead, he sat down in the living room and took a bottle of whiskey worth tens of thousands of dollars from his system space.
He didn't use a glass, simply uncorking the bottle and drinking straight from it.
While he was considering whether to help Thor or stay out of the battle between the brothers Thor and Loki and just watch from the sidelines, a holographic mission panel suddenly appeared in his vision.
[card fusion mission: Conquer Jotunheim and ascend the throne of the Frost Giant race]
[Mission Reward: Card Fusion Attempts * 3]
[Time Limit: 3 months]
[Mission Progress: Incomplete]
...Looking at the card fusion mission suddenly issued by the system, Roy showed a surprised expression.
Although the system had issued a card fusion missiononce before, he hadn't expected it to issue a new one at this time.
There wasn't much to say about the mission reward this time; three card fusion attempts were neither too many nor too few.
After all, the reward for the last mission was two card fusion attempts.
But compared to the last mission to defeat Hulk and Abomination, this mission was relatively more troublesome.
Ascending the throne of the Frost Giant race wasn't a very high requirement.
He just needed to defeat the frost giant king, Laufey.
Although Frost Giants were much stronger than Earthlings, Laufey's strength wasn't particularly great.
Compared to him, Laufey's strength could only be described as okay.
The difficulty of this mission mainly lay in conquering Jotunheim.
No intelligent race would hand over their home to an invader!
Earthlings wouldn't, and Frost Giants wouldn't either!
In other words, the Frost Giants would definitely try everything possible to stop him.
Additionally, to what extent one had to go to be considered to have conquered Jotunheim was also a question.
While he didn't know what the system's standard for conquest was, one thing was certain.
Completely exterminating the Frost Giant race would definitely satisfy the requirement to conquer Jotunheim.
If the Frost Giants were gone, Jotunheim would naturally become a no-man's land.
However, Roy didn't plan to completely exterminate the Frost Giants.
He wasn't cold-blooded enough to wipe out an intelligent race just for three card fusion attempts.
Although he didn't mind being homelander-esque, he wouldn't be a homelander without humanity or bottom lines.
Closing the mission panel that only he could see, Roy put the whiskey back into his system space.
At the same time, he took out a Vibranium coin with a capital 'X' on the front and a blank back.
After taking out the Vibranium coin, he tossed it casually and then caught it.
Without looking, just by feel, he knew the coin was heads up.
Putting the Vibranium coin back into his system space, he used teleportation to go to Daisy's bedroom...
Chapter 112: The Lost Thor
The next day at noon.
Daisy's bedroom.
Roy hadn't gotten up yet when the phone he had placed on the nightstand began to ring.
The sudden ringing of the phone immediately woke him and Daisy, who had only fallen asleep in the middle of the night.
Grabbing the phone and seeing Barbara's name on the caller ID, Roy answered the call.
Before he could speak, Barbara's voice came through from the other end of the line.
"The blonde man you mentioned has been caught by us."
Barbara said quickly.
Thor was caught?
Hearing Barbara's words, Roy was stunned for a moment before slowly asking, "Did he invade the Base?"
"Yes, just now. He broke into the Base, took down the Agents blocking him, and reached the hammer, attempting to lift it."
"After realizing he couldn't lift the hammer, he surrendered without a fight."
Barbara briefly explained the sequence of events.
"Besides him, did you find any of his companions?"
Roy continued to ask.
"No, just him alone."
Barbara replied.
"Alright, I understand. I'll head over in a bit."
After saying that, Roy hung up the phone.
As soon as he hung up, Daisy reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her alluring, curvaceous body against him. She looked at him with a face full of tenderness: "Aren't you going to eat lunch?"
"I won't. You eat with Mary Jane."
Roy stroked Daisy's fair, sculpted shoulders and spoke slowly.
"I was talking about *this* kind of lunch."
Realizing Roy didn't understand her meaning, Daisypressed her fair, collagen-rich face against his and gave him a kiss.
Although last night's 'card game' was intense and lasted until the middle of the night, the current Daisy had completely recovered.
"I can definitely finish this kind of lunch before heading over," Roy said with a smile.
Roy said with a smile.
Soon, the sound of an intense, R-rated 'card game' echoed through the room.
Half an hour later.
After washing up, Roy changed into clean clothes, took the Tesseract out of the system space, and created a portal to Las Vegas.
Once the portal formed, he walked in without looking back, disappearing from Daisy's sight.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. temporary Base.
Thor, dressed in casual clothes, sat in a detention cell of the temporary Base with a face full of despair.
Because it was a hastily assembled Base, the security specifications of the detention cell weren't very high; it was just a one-way glass room of about ten square meters.
Standing outside the cell, one could clearly see the situation inside.
However, from inside the cell, there was no way to see what was happening outside.
Thor sat on the only chair in the cell, hands in handcuffs, completely ignoring Barbara who stood before him. Only one thought occupied his mind: mjolnir no longer recognized him as its Master.
At this moment, he didn't know that Odin had placed an enchantment on mjolnir.
Before Odin placed the enchantment on mjolnir, he had already been exiled by Odin and forcibly taken to Earth by the Bifrost Bridge.
Because of this, upon discovering he couldn't lift mjolnir, his first reaction was that he had been abandoned by mjolnir.
To him, mjolnir wasn't just a weapon that had accompanied him since childhood; it was also the proof that he was worthy of inheriting the throne of Asgard.
In present-day Asgard, only two people could lift mjolnir.
One was the All-Father Odin, and the other was him, who had almost completed the coronation ceremony.
If the Frost Giants hadn't suddenly broken into Odin's vault, he would have already succeeded Odin as the King of Asgard.
But now, not only had he failed to inherit the throne, but he couldn't even lift mjolnir.
He had originally thought this exile was no different from Odin's previous grounding punishments.
As it turned out, he had guessed wrong.
Odin had truly banished him and stripped him of all his divine power, turning him from the Thor of Asgard into a mere mortal.
Gone!
Everything was gone!
He couldn't lift mjolnir, he couldn't return to Asgard—everything was lost.
"What is your name?"
"What country are you from?"
"You made my people—a group of professional Agents with the highest level of training in the World—look like minimum-wage supermarket security guards."
"Judging by your performance, you must have received professional military training."
"Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to break into the Base bare-handed and take down those Agents who tried to stop you."
"Where did you receive your training?"
"Pakistan, Afghanistan, Chechnya, Russia, South Africa?"
"Your fighting style is more like a mercenary's. Many organizations would be willing to pay a high price to hire someone like you."
Barbara, wearing a black skin-tight tactical suit, looked at Thor with a serious expression and spoke quickly.
Although Roy had revealed some information to her last night, he hadn't told her Thor's true identity.
"Unwilling to talk?"
"It doesn't matter. Whether you speak or not, we can find out exactly who you are."
Seeing that Thor remained silent with no intention of answering her, Barbara didn't plan to waste any more time on him and prepared to leave the detention cell.
However, at that moment, the portal created by the Tesseract appeared in her and Thor's line of sight.
A portal seemingly surrounded by 'thunderclouds' and 'lightning' appeared out of thin air and quickly took shape.
A second later, Roy, dressed in casual clothes, stepped through the portal and arrived at the detention cell.
Thor didn't know Roy.
However, upon seeing the Tesseract in Roy's hand, he immediately showed a look of surprise.
Even though Thor didn't speak, Barbara immediately noticed the change in him.
The Tesseract?
He knows about the existence of the Tesseract?
Seeing Thor's gaze land on the Tesseract in Roy's hand, several guesses immediately flashed through Barbara's mind.
Under the watchful eyes of Thor and Barbara, Roy closed the portal behind him and tossed the Tesseract back into the system space.
Then, he said to Barbara, "He won't answer any of your questions. You go out first, I want to have a private chat with him."
Barbara was silent for a few seconds before nodding and turning to leave the cell.
Once Barbara left, Roy approached Thor.
Just as he was about to speak, Thor spoke first.
"Who are you?"
"How did the Tesseract end up in your hands?"
"Are you a Guardian?"
Thor fired off a trio of questions at Roy.
Roy didn't answer him immediately. Instead, he quietly activated his Freeze superpower, creating a crystal-clear, magnificent ice high-back chair right in front of Thor.
What is this?
Seeing the instantly formed ice high-back chair, Thor's brow furrowed immediately, and the confusion on his face turned into wariness.
In his memory, the only ones who could do this so easily were the elite among the Frost Giant race.
Although Frost Giants possessed an innate freezing ability, the items they created with it were usually very crude.
Let alone an ice high-back chair that looked like a crystal work of art; even for items like ice swords, blades, or hammers, the vast majority of Frost Giants couldn't make them particularly exquisite, only managing a rough outline...
Chapter 113: Born to be King
"I am not a Frost Giant, nor do I have the bloodline of a Frost Giant. I am a Midgardian of pure lineage."
Although Thor didn't say anything, one only had to look at the wary expression on his face to know what he was thinking.
The Midgard Roy spoke of was Earth.
Earth is merely the name given to this Planet by the humans of Earth.
To other intelligent races of extraterrestrial civilizations, such as the Asgardians, the names for Earth are the Middle Realm and Midgard.
Besides the Middle Realm and Midgard, Earth has several other names in the Universe.
For example, Terra and Planet C-53.
Terra is what most civilizations in the Universe call Earth.
As for Planet C-53, it is the Kree Empire's designation for Earth.
Under Thor's gaze, Roy slowly sat down on a high-backed frost chair he had created and continued:
"First, let me introduce myself. My name is Roy Chen. I am a Superhuman with several different superpowers, and the freezing superpower is one of them."
"As for why the Tesseract is in my hands, that's a bit complicated to explain."
"However, you're not in a hurry right now, so I can give you a brief explanation."
"Your father, Odin, hid the Tesseract in a temple in Norway."
"During World War II decades ago, a fellow called Red Skull stole the Tesseract from that temple."
"After Red Skull was defeated, the Tesseract fell into the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D."
"By the way, this temporary Base was built by S.H.I.E.L.D."
"I am not with S.H.I.E.L.D. The reason the Tesseract is in my hands now is that the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. gave it to me as an apology."
"As for why the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. did so, I won't go into that here."
"Finally, if the Guardian you mentioned refers to the Guardian of the Infinity Stones, then I can indeed be considered the Guardian of the Space Stone right now."
After hearing Roy's answer, the wary expression on Thor's face dissipated slightly.
Although he still didn't quite understand what kind of person Roy was, he could see one thing now: Royharbored no immediate ill intent.
Otherwise, with Roy's strength, he could easily defeat Thor, who was now a mere mortal.
"How do you know Odin is my father?"
Thor asked Roy.
"I already said, I am a Superhuman with superpowers."
"You might not be familiar with the term'superpower'; you can think of it as something similar to divine power."
"I not only know who you are, but I also know why you were exiled here."
"The Frost Giants disrupted your coronation ceremony, so you took Loki and The Warriors Three to Jotunheim to demand an explanation from the frost giant king, Laufey."
"But unfortunately, you underestimated the strength of the Frost Giants. If Odin hadn't arrived in time, your end would have been miserable."
"You didn't think you were wrong and argued your case with Odin, and then you were exiled by him."
"If I've gotten anything wrong, feel free to correct me."
Roy said unhurriedly.
Thor frowned at Roy and said slowly, "You're right. I was indeed exiled by my father for that reason."
"I don't know what you're planning, but I can tell you clearly now that I am no longer the Thor of Asgard. I am just a mortal with no divine power, unable to lift mjolnir."
"So, whatever your purpose is, you can give up on it."
"I can't help you, and I have no interest in helping you."
Help me?
Hearing Thor's response, Roy laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
Thor said with a look of displeasure.
"No, you've misunderstood. I'm not mocking you."
"I'm not here to ask for your help. To be precise, I'm here to help you."
"I have a way for you to lift mjolnir again and regain the power of Thor."
"Additionally, I can give you a piece of information for free."
"It was Loki who arranged for the Frost Giants to break into Odin's vault during the coronation ceremony."
"He didn't want you to ascend to the throne of Asgard, so he orchestrated the Frost Giant invasion."
"By the way, Loki is not related to you by blood. He is not an Asgardian, but a Frost Giant."
"To be precise, he is the son of the frost giant king, Laufey."
"You should be familiar with the fact that Odin led the Asgardian army to stop the Frost Giant race from conquering Midgard."
"After driving the Frost Giants back to Jotunheim, what Odin took from Jotunheim was not only the Frost Giantrace's artifact, the casket of ancient winters, but also Laufey's son."
"By Frost Giant standards, the newborn Loki was far too small back then."
"If Odin hadn't brought him back to Asgard, he most likely would have been abandoned by Laufey and died."
"Besides not having the heart to let the infant Loki die like that, there was another reason Odin brought him back and raised him as his own son: he hoped that the Aesirand the Frost Giants, under your and Loki's influence, could turn from racial archenemies into allies."
"Both you and Loki must have heard Odin say the phrase 'born to be king' quite often."
"What he really meant by that phrase was that you would become the king of Asgard, and Loki would become the king of the Frost Giants."
Impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!
Although what Roy said was the truth, Thor still couldn't accept it.
He couldn't accept that the Frost Giant invasion was arranged by Loki, and even less so that his own brother was a Frost Giant.
In his eyes, Loki was indeed quite "mischievous" at times and had teased him plenty while they were growing up.
But that was all because Loki was the God of Mischief.
If the God of Mischief didn't play tricks and schemes, he wouldn't be the God of Mischief.
"No, that's not true!"
"Loki is my brother, my blood brother!"
"I see, you're trying to drive a wedge between Loki and me, wanting us brothers to turn against each other!"
"You cunning Midgardian, I won't fall for it!"
Thor stood up and spoke excitedly.
"Whether you believe it or not, it's the truth."
"By the way, I forgot to mention that Loki is right here, standing in the corner listening to our conversation."
Having said that, Roy looked toward the corner behind Thor's right and spoke to Loki, who had cast an invisibility spell: "Are you going to reveal yourself, or do I have to force you?"
While telling Thor he was there to help, he had quietly activated his Magnetism Manipulation Superpower, creating a high-intensity magnetic cage centered on the detention room that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
Loki is here?
Thor turned around abruptly and looked toward the corner behind him.
Just as he turned, he saw Loki, dressed in a sharp suit with a very British style.
Upon seeing Loki, Thor's eyes widened involuntarily, and he looked at Loki with a complex expression.
"Is what he said true?"
"Are you really Laufey's son?"
"Did you arrange the Frost Giant invasion and disrupt the coronation ceremony?"
Loki didn't answer Thor's questions immediately. Instead, he looked at Roy warily and asked, "How did you find me?"
"Take a guess."
Roy replied.
At his response, Loki's expression instantly turned incredibly cold.
If possible, he hadn't intended to reveal himself.
Because once he revealed himself, it would mean that Roy was right.
Unfortunately, he had no other choice.
When Roy said he was there, Loki's first instinct was to immediately cast magic to leave the detention room.
But soon, he discovered the magnetic cage Roy had created with his superpower.
Although the magnetic cage Roy created wasn't magic, its presence still stopped him as he tried to leave quietly.
After a few seconds of silence, Loki said to Thor, "Yes, I arranged the Frost Giant invasion. I am not your blood brother; I am a Frost Giant."
As soon as he finished speaking, Loki's skin turned into the deep blue skin of a Frost Giant, and his eyes turned blood-red...
Chapter 114 – The God of Stories
When Loki's skin and eyes shifted to match those of a Frost Giant, the last flicker of hope in Thor's heart died.
Loki didn't keep the Frost Giant form for long; he quickly reverted to his usual appearance.
As he returned to normal, emerald light blazed across his body.
Bathed in that light, the impeccably British black suit vanished.
In its place appeared the golden horned helm and armor, along with a green cloak.
Once he again wore the guise of Asgard's God of Mischief, the invisibility cloaking him faded.
Outside the cell, Barbara and the other S.H.I.E.L.D.Agents could suddenly see him.
Who is he?
When did he get inside?
The moment they saw Loki's outlandish attire, those questions flashed through Barbara's mind.
Though they didn't know who he was or why he had appeared, they didn't hesitate.
They strode straight toward the containment room.
Before they could reach it, an invisible magnetic field—undetectable to the naked eye—blocked their path.
The magnetic cage Roy had created not only prevented escape; it also barred entry.
Unaware that Roy was responsible, Barbara's expression turned grave.
Without hesitation she raised her radio and issued orders to every S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent in the Base.
All research staff evacuate immediately!
Combat units arm up and surround the cell!
At her command the quiet temporary Base erupted into chaos.
Roy and Loki sensed the commotion outside, but neither cared.
Now back in his full regalia, Loki wasted no time drawing two ornate Daggers.
He struck first, lunging at Roy.
Seeing Loki favor blades over spells, Roy shook his head in resignation.
A mage at heart, yet an assassin in action.
Against Earthlings or common Asgardian soldiers, Lokiwas undeniably a master of close combat.
As the frost giant king Laufey's son, he possessed strength far beyond mortals and had trained beside Thorin the royal fighting arts of Asgard.
In diligence and raw effort he surpassed Thor by far.
Yet his might still fell short.
As the saying goes: compare men and someone must die; compare goods and one gets tossed.
Loki, heir to Laufey, bore the purest Frost Giant blood.
But Thor's lineage outshone even that.
Thor was a direct descendant of the Aesir's royal line.
His great-grandfather Buri was the first king of the Aesir, his grandfather Bor the second.
Odin, the third king, now All-Father.
Still a youth, Loki realized he could never best Thor in raw brawling.
So he abandoned the warrior's path and studied sorcery under Queen Frigga.
Today he stood as Asgard's greatest mage.
On screen his spells seemed weak; Doctor Strange even humiliated him.
In the comics, however, Loki's power eclipsed Strange, making him the Nine Realms' undisputed premier sorcerer.
Their first comic encounter showed Strange the gulf between them.
'Ancient One, forgive me for wasting your years of teaching. Farewell.'
Those were Strange's parting words after Loki thrashed him.
Had Loki not sensed Thor's arrival and fled instead of finishing the job, Strange would have died then.
More telling: the Loki who battered him had been merely a soul-duplicate, not the true Loki.
One spectral echo had beaten Strange so badly he believed he was dying.
The comic Loki's might speaks for itself.
Later, when he rose from God of Mischief to God of Stories, his power became incalculable.
In the unaltered cinematic timeline he seemed weak, but once time itself was rewritten he became master of every branching timeline across the multiverse.
In a blink, Dagger in each hand, Loki closed the distance.
One blade streaked for Roy's throat, the other for his heart.
Loki was fast, his strikes vicious.
Yet to Roy they posed no threat at all.
Roy sat unruffled on his frost-iron throne, as though he hadn't noticed the assault.
When the Daggers were a hair's breadth away, they froze in mid-air, pinned by invisible force.
Loki's eyes widened.
Though he knew Roy's magnetic cage surrounded them, he hadn't understood how—only that a powerful field had appeared.
The instant his blades halted, Loki released them and sprang back, watching Roy warily.
Ignoring the scrutiny, Roy plucked the hovering Daggers from the air.
'You're no match for me as you are now,' he said.
Though he spoke plain truth, Loki heard only mockery.
His face turned to ice.
As Loki gathered sorcery, Roy spoke again.
'Kneel.'
What?
Both Loki and Thor started in disbelief.
'You have no right—' Loki snarled.
'I have every right,' Roy replied.
The words had barely left his mouth when crushing gravity slammed down—an intensity Loki had never felt.
His knees buckled; he dropped to one knee, pain twisting his features.
Roy possessed no innate gravity power, yet he could still force Loki down.
The moment Loki had summoned his golden helm and armor, the means were in place.
Never had Loki imagined the protection he donned would become the very weapon used against him.
Once Loki knelt, Roy rose, stepped forward, and pressed a Dagger to his brow.
'If I wished you dead, you wouldn't last a minute,' he said calmly.
Chapter 115 – The casket of ancient winters
Loki, as he stood now, was hardly a good man.
Yet if you asked how evil he was, he hadn't sunk so far as to be beyond redemption.
Put simply, the present Loki was a jealous kid who envied Thor.
Whether it was letting Frost Giants break into Odin's vault to ruin Thor's coronation,
or the schemes he hadn't yet carried out—tricking Thorand turning the Bifrost Bridge on Jotunheim—
in the end, all he wanted was Odin's approval, to prove he—not Thor—deserved the throne.
"Kill me if you like; don't expect me to beg."
Loki said quickly.
Though he wasn't Aesir, he had grown up in Asgard and feared death no more than any Asgardian.
"Beg?"
"I don't need you to beg."
"You're worth more to me alive than dead."
"Besides, if I'm not mistaken, the casket of ancient winters is already in your hands."
"Hand it over, and I'll forget what just happened."
Roy watched Loki calmly, speaking without haste.
From the start, he had never meant to kill him.
He didn't have a bad opinion of Loki.
He also wanted to see whether this Universe's Lokiwould one day sacrifice himself, stabilise every timeline, and become the god who ruled all time, as in the TV series.
The casket of ancient winters?
Loki didn't ponder long. "It's in my possession, but I don't trust you."
"If I give it to you and you change your mind, what then?"
Such caution was only natural for Loki.
Compared with Thor, he was not only better at schemes but also slower to trust.
If the God of Mischief believed promises so easily, something would be wrong.
"You have to trust I'll keep my word."
"Give me the casket and you live."
"Refuse, and I'll kill you myself."
Roy continued.
Yet whether Loki surrendered the casket or not, Roy had no intention of killing him.
Though Loki was not Odin's son by blood, to Odin he was a son, as important as Thor.
If Roy killed Loki, Odin would certainly come for answers.
Right now, Roy had no certainty of defeating Odin.
Hearing Roy's words, Loki fell silent.
After a few seconds he said, "Release my bonds and I'll hand over the casket."
"Deal."
Roy nodded and lifted the restraints.
Freed, Loki rose under the gaze of Roy and Thor.
With a twist of his wrists he drew the casket of ancient winters from his magical pocket.
The moment it appeared, the idea flashed through his mind to unleash it against Roy.
But he dismissed it almost at once.
He didn't know how many powers Roy possessed, but he was certain the casket posed little threat to someone with ice abilities.
A glance at that crystal-like ice throne was proof enough.
To sculpt something so refined with frost showed mastery at its peak.
"The casket is yours."
Loki held it out, face calm.
Roy accepted it with a satisfied smile.
After studying the relic a moment, he stored it in system space.
"You're done here; you can return to Asgard."
Roy told him.
"You're really letting me go?"
Loki asked, frowning.
"Of course."
Roy replied.
"And if I keep plotting against you once I'm back—say, aim the Bifrost at Midgard?"
Loki pressed.
"If you do, I'll come to Asgard and end you myself."
"A word of advice: don't think of using the Bifrost to wipe out Jotunheim."
"That realm is territory I've marked for the future."
Roy said, utterly serious.
His opinion of Loki wasn't bad, and he lacked the certainty of beating Odin,
but that didn't mean he wouldn't kill Loki if pushed.
If Loki were mad enough to try annihilating Earth with the Bifrost,
Odin's fondness wouldn't save him.
Hearing this, Loki said nothing more. He quietly cast invisibility magic and vanished from sight.
As he disappeared, Roy dissolved the magnetic cage around the cell, letting him leave.
"Come on, we're done here."
Roy said to Thor.
Thor simply nodded.
Seeing the nod, Roy took the Tesseract from system space and opened a portal to downtown Las Vegas.
The gate formed quickly.
As Roy stepped toward it, he remembered something and once more used his Magnetism Manipulation Superpower.
At his call, Mjolnir flew from the crater straight into his hand.
Impossible.
How had he earned mjolnir's recognition?
Thor stared, stunned.
"I didn't earn its approval—just a little trick."
Roy said evenly.
Though Thor stayed silent, his face said everything.
Without waiting for a reply, Roy stepped through the portal with Mjolnir and disappeared.
Thor followed at once, leaving the cell behind.
"Officer, what now?"
a young Agent beside Barbara asked once Roy and Thorwere gone.
"Pack up and head back to headquarters."
Barbara said slowly.
"We're not going after the hammer?"
the young Agent asked.
"If you want to take it from him, I won't stop you."
Barbara answered.
A chain restaurant in Las Vegas.
Roy chose a window table, set Mjolnir casually on it, and asked, "Hungry?"
"I've got no money."
Thor answered at once.
"My treat."
Roy said, waving a server over.
He skimmed the menu and ordered a standard U.S. lunch for them both.
Once the server left, Thor's curiosity burst out. "How did you do it?"
"mjolnir can't be lifted by tricks; without its approval, it's impossible."
"Loki tried countless times with magic and never once succeeded."
Chapter 116 – Magnetic Force
Roy knew exactly why Thor cared so much about whether he could lift Mjolnir.
To Thor, Mjolnir wasn't just a weapon—it was proof.
Anyone who could lift the hammer had the right to inherit the throne of Asgard.
He'd believed that since childhood.
Put another way, Roy lifting Mjolnir had shattered a lifelong conviction.
Under the circumstances, it would be stranger if Thorweren't bothered.
Under normal conditions, you do need Mjolnir's approval to lift it.
But every rule has exceptions.
Strictly speaking, I haven't lifted mjolnir—I've only fooled it.
Roy said unhurriedly.
Fooled it?
Thor stared at him, baffled.
Seeing the confusion on Thor's face, Roy sighed and went on, "Does Asgard have those box-like things that go straight up and down and carry people to different floors?"
"You can just say elevator," Thor replied, looking oddly serious.
"Asgard doesn't use Midgard's electrical devices, but we're not as backward as you think.
When Midgard was still tribal, Asgard was already roaming the Universe.
We don't call it technology, yet our civilization ranks higher than Midgard's.
Today Midgard is only planetary; it can't even reach its moon in force.
Asgard is a cosmic-level civilization famous across the Universe."
Thor knew Roy meant no offense.
He simply disliked the assumption that Asgard was primitive.
"Since you know what an elevator is, I'll use that example.
Put mjolnir inside an elevator and the box will carry it to another floor.
mjolnir's position changes, but the elevator never lifted it, much less earned its approval.
I pulled off something similar with a small trick."
Roy spoke slowly.
Hearing that, Thor frowned. "You've mastered spatial power?"
"No. I have the Tesseract, but I haven't mastered space—I used magnetism.
Never mind the details; just know it was magnetic force."
Roy had started to elaborate, then thought better of it.
Thor didn't need the mechanics—only the fact that magnetism had "lifted" the hammer.
Thor let the matter drop and asked instead, "Why are you helping me?
Or rather, what do you want from me?"
His expression turned grave.
He might not match Loki's cunning and preferred fists to brains, but he wasn't stupid.
After all, Odin had groomed him to be Asgard's next king.
"Call it public service.
Of course, if you feel like repaying me for restoring your powers, ten or so Asgardian beauties would be welcome," Roy said with a grin.
"Asgard isn't a slave state. We don't give people as gifts."
Thor frowned.
"I know you have no slaves, but you do run an absolute monarchy," Roy replied evenly.
Thor fell silent.
After five or six seconds he asked, "We'll table the gift of beauties for now. Are you certain you can return my powers and regain mjolnir's recognition?"
"A hundred percent? No. But barring accidents, the odds sit around ninety."
Roy ran the figures in his head and answered.
"What's your plan?"
Thor asked without hesitation.
"Simple—you just have to die."
Roy replied.
Kill me?
Thor's brows knitted.
Before he could speak, a waitress arrived with their lunch.
"Let's eat first.
Afterward I'll spell out the whole plan to restore your powers."
Roy regarded him calmly.
"Fine."
Thor nodded.
The restaurant was an ordinary chain: steaks, eggs, pasta, salad, pizza. Though drinks were sold, Roy bypassed them, pulling two pricey whiskies from system space and handing one to Thor.
Thor popped the cork, clinked bottles, and took a long pull.
He emptied the bottle in a minute or two, looking satisfied.
About to voice approval the Asgardian way, he was cut off.
"This isn't Asgard; we don't smash bottles here to show we liked the drink."
Setting the empty down, Thor said, "Not as strong as home brew, but not bad."
"Of course it's good—twenty-plus-year Macallan, thirty thousand dollars a bottle."
Roy replied.
"A mere twenty years," Thor said casually.
"That's long for Midgard; your average lifespan's under eighty."
Though Asgardians look like Earthlings, their sense of time differs.
A common Asgardian lives five thousand years.
Just the commoners.
Pure-blooded royalty like Thor can last millions.
"Your lives are short, but your creativity rivals ours.
Father once told me that had Midgard's civilization started alongside Asgard's, you'd be a cosmic power today."
Memory of Odin's words dimmed Thor's expression.
"Cheer up—you'll be home soon."
Roy said quietly.
Thor nodded and turned to his meal.
They finished the unremarkable lunch quickly.
During it Roy asked if Thor had met Jane Foster's group.
Though exiled much as in the cinematic Universe, Thorhadn't encountered Jane Foster.
According to him, the Bifrost had barely dropped him here when a car sent him flying.
The driver didn't flee; he called the Police at once.
What followed was simple.
Las Vegas Police found the unconscious god and took him to a nearby hospital.
On waking, Thor used combat skill to drop the guards and escaped.
His clothes and shoes he'd taken off local thugs afterward.
Had he known how to drive, he'd have stolen their car too.
While wondering where to go, he heard talk of a bizarre, immovable hammer in the suburbs.
So he headed for S.H.I.E.L.D.'s temporary Base...
Chapter 117: Achievement: Frozen Planet
After paying the bill, Roy created a portal back to New York inside the restaurant and left with Thor and Mjolnir.
He didn't take Thor back to the luxury apartment in the Skyscraper; instead, he brought him to the Star Cross Knights' Base.
To be precise, he brought Thor to the office at the Base.
Roy casually placed Mjolnir on a nearby cabinet and said to Thor, "Have a seat."
Thor looked around the office and sat down on a sofa in the reception area.
Roy sat on the sofa opposite him and began to explain his plan.
Time passed bit by bit.
When he finished explaining his plan, Thor asked with a face full of doubt, "Are you sure that as long as I sacrifice my life to help others, I can regain the recognition of mjolnir?"
"Yes!"
Roy replied with a look of certainty.
"What if you guessed wrong?"
Thor said, frowning.
"If I guessed wrong, then you'll go to Valhalla... wait, only Asgardian warriors who die heroically on the battlefield go to Valhalla after death."
"As for you, you'd probably report to the Underworldafter death."
Roy said unhurriedly.
Hearing his words, Thor's frown deepened.
"Odin did indeed strip you of your divine power and exiled you to Midgard."
"But no matter what, you are his only blood descendant; he won't let you die in Midgard so easily."
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have thrown mjolnir to Midgardas well."
"If you think this plan of mine is unreliable, I won't force you."
"The choice of whether or not to become Asgard's God of Thunder once again is yours."
Roy spoke slowly.
Although this wasn't the cinematic Universe, he believed in his own judgment.
Thor didn't think for long and quickly replied, "I will do as you say. In case you guessed wrong, please make a trip to Asgard and help me tell my Father and Mother that I'm sorry, and that I let them down."
"If I really guessed wrong, I won't just help relay your last words; I'll also take your body and mjolnir back to Asgard."
Roy looked at Thor with a serious expression.
"Thank you!"
Thor nodded and expressed his gratitude to Roy.
"Alright, don't look like you're absolutely going to fail before we've even started."
"This place is the Star Cross Knights' Base. You'll be staying here for now."
"If you have any other needs, you can tell the Knights' Captain, Allen."
After saying that, Roy took his phone out of the system space and dialed Allen's number.
Before long, Allen arrived at the office.
Allen first gave him a respectful bow and then sized up Thor.
"This is Thor, a friend I just met."
"He will be staying here; help arrange things for him."
Roy said to Allen.
"Yes, Officer!"
Allen replied immediately.
"Alright, there's nothing else. Take him out to tour the Base."
Roy said slowly.
Allen nodded and made a 'please' gesture to Thor on the sofa.
Under Roy's watch, Allen led Thor out of the office and disappeared from his sight.
After they left, he sat on the sofa and thought about the next arrangements.
From the current situation, Odin should have entered the 'Odinsleep,' with Loki exercising the power of the King.
Although Loki isn't someone who gives up easily, in the short term—or rather, before he has absolute certainty—Loki likely won't come to provoke him.
The casket of ancient winters is already in hand!
It's time to make a trip to Jotunheim!
From the beginning, his plan was to obtain the casket of ancient winters before heading to Jotunheim.
The casket of ancient winters is not just a divine artifact of the Frost Giant race, but also a symbol of the frost giant king's power.
Only by becoming the King of the Frost Giant race does one have the qualification to use the casket of ancient winters.
Furthermore, the casket of ancient winters being taken by Asgard is also a source of shame for the Frost Giants.
If someone could bring the casket of ancient winters back to Jotunheim, they would become a hero in the eyes of the Frost Giants.
However, these weren't all the reasons Roy intended to get the casket of ancient winters before heading to Jotunheim.
Besides these reasons, he had another purpose.
He didn't just want to take the casket of ancient wintersto Jotunheim; he also wanted to defeat the frost giant king, Laufey, while he was using the casket of ancient winters, right in front of the other Frost Giants.
Although doing so would increase the difficulty of the task, he didn't care much.
Even if the frost giant king Laufey got the casket of ancient winters, he wouldn't be his match.
For him, who possessed the iceman card, the threat of the casket of ancient winters wasn't even as great as the threat of Loki's Dagger.
Without any hesitation, Roy immediately took out the Tesseract and created a portal to Jotunheim.
He had never been to Jotunheim, nor did he know its specific coordinates.
However, that wasn't a problem.
As long as the thought of going to Jotunheim arose in his mind, the exit of the portal would be set at Jotunheim.
In just the blink of an eye, the portal to Jotunheim took shape.
Once the portal was formed, Roy didn't hesitate and walked straight in.
Jotunheim is the home of the Frost Giants.
But the giants living in Jotunheim are not just Frost Giants.
Besides Frost Giants, Mountain Giants and Storm Giants also live in Jotunheim.
After emerging from the portal, the first things that appeared in Roy's sight were the gloomy sky and the snow-covered earth.
Piercing cold winds and polar-like freezing temperatures.
For an Earthling, Jotunheim's living environment is even harsher than Antarctica.
But for Roy, arriving in Jotunheim felt like arriving at his home field.
The freezing temperatures not only failed to affect him in any way, but they also allowed him to use Iceman's superpowers more easily.
In other words, if he wanted to, he could easily complete the 'Frozen Planet' achievement in Jotunheim.
After surveying the surroundings, Roy closed the portal behind him.
Then, he utilized his Teleportation superpower and arrived at a palace carved out of a mountain peak.
Although this palace looked like a ruin and couldn't compare at all to the magnificent Golden Palace of Asgard, nor did it fit an Earthling's understanding of a palace.
But this was indeed the palace of the frost giant king.
Upon arriving at the palace square, Roy saw the tall frost giant king Laufey, who had deep blue skin and blood-red eyes.
Laufey sat on a throne carved from a massive rock at the front of the palace square, looking down at Roy from above.
Besides Laufey, other Frost Giants hidden around the square also used their blood-red eyes to size up this intruder.
Roy didn't care about their scrutiny and calmly took the casket of ancient winters out of the system space.
The casket of ancient winters!
Upon seeing the casket of ancient winters in Roy's hand, all the Frost Giants, including Laufey, showed looks of astonishment.
After a few seconds, the astonishment on their faces turned into anger.
They didn't recognize Roy as an Earthling and naturally took him for an Asgardian.
The casket of ancient winters was Odin's war trophy.
Other than him being a subordinate of Odin, they couldn't think of any other reason...
Chapter 118: I'll Only Use One Punch
In the eyes of Laufey and his kin, Roy coming to Jotunheim alone and taking out the casket of ancient winters in front of them was a blatant provocation.
As for why Odin would arrange for him to do this, the reason was simple: they had recently sent people to invade Odin's vault and had even injured The Warriors Three and others.
It was normal for Laufey and the others to think this way.
If the roles were reversed, Roy would have the same thought.
However, Laufey and his people were all wrong.
First, Roy was not Odin's subordinate.
Second, he wasn't there to provoke Laufey; he was there to beat him up.
Finally, he didn't take out the casket of ancient winters for his own use.
Just as Laufey was about to speak, Roy casually flicked his right hand and tossed the casket of ancient wintersaway.
The casket of ancient winters traced a graceful arc through the air, landing precisely in front of Laufey.
Though surprised, Laufey didn't think too much of it and caught the casket of ancient winters before it could hit the ground.
At the same time, Roy's voice rang out.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Roy Chen, a Midgardian. I have nothing to do with Odin, and I am certainly not his subordinate."
Roy looked at Laufey, who was standing in front of the stone throne, and spoke calmly and unhurriedly.
A Midgardian?
Upon hearing his words, both Laufey and the other Frost Giants showed surprised expressions.
After sizing Roy up for a few seconds, Laufey asked, "Who gave you the casket of ancient winters?"
"Your biological son."
Roy replied.
What?
Laufey's brow furrowed instantly.
Although Odin had taken his newborn son all those years ago, he wasn't particularly angry about it.
By Frost Giant standards, the newborn Loki was unusually small and frail.
Even if Odin hadn't taken Loki, Laufey would have abandoned him to fend for himself.
For Laufey, the frost giant king, having such a puny descendant was a source of shame.
After answering Laufey, Roy decisively activated Iceman's superpower.
Water Molecule Transformation!
Under the watchful eyes of Laufey and the others, his flesh-and-blood body immediately transformed into his Organic Ice Form.
This is...?
Seeing Roy turn into a sculpture-like Organic Ice Form, Laufey suddenly had a bad premonition.
Although he had never met Roy before and didn't know his true strength, he felt a long-lost, intense sense of crisis at this moment.
"Let's not waste everyone's time. Let's fight!"
"The loser bows their head in submission, and the winner takes the throne!"
Roy said to Laufey.
Hearing this, the sense of crisis in Laufey's heart grew even stronger.
Not only that, he finally guessed why Roy had returned the casket of ancient winters to him.
Despite the intense sense of crisis, Laufey didn't show it. Standing before the stone throne and looking down at Roy, he said quickly, "In consideration of you bringing the casket of ancient winters back to Jotunheim, I will leave you an intact corpse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Laufey raised the casket of ancient winters and aimed it at Roy.
Under his control, the casket of ancient winters glowed with a blue-white light, and frost energy surged toward Roy like a blizzard.
In the blink of an eye, the frost energy, capable of freezing oceans and most life forms, reached Roy and swallowed him whole like a giant dragon.
Roy stood motionless, as if he didn't even see the incoming frost energy, allowing the blizzard-like power to engulf him.
Seeing this, Laufey's brow furrowed even tighter.
He indeed didn't know much about Roy.
But he was certain of one thing: Roy definitely hadn't come here to die.
Though he didn't know what Roy was planning, Laufeydidn't waste time thinking about it.
After releasing frost energy for over ten seconds, making the already cold palace square even colder, Laufeystopped the discharge.
The blue-white glow of the casket of ancient wintersdimmed, and the blizzard-like frost energy vanished without a trace instantly.
When everything returned to calm, Roy appeared in the sight of Laufey and the others once again.
How is this possible?
Both Laufey and the other Frost Giants on the square showed expressions of disbelief.
Roy, who had been hit head-on by the frost energy, not only hadn't died under the attack but wasn't even frozen; there wasn't even a trace of frost on his body.
The casket of ancient winters was indeed an artifact of the Frost Giant race, possessing remarkable power.
But for Roy, who possessed the iceman card, no matter how much frost energy the Casket released, it was impossible to harm him.
Moreover, the frost energy released by the Casket had, to some extent, enhanced his strength.
"Did you really think an attack of this level could defeat me? Are you looking down on me a bit too much?"
"Forget it, looking at you, it seems you don't have any more sophisticated methods of attack."
"In that case, there's no need to waste time."
"I'll only use one punch. If you're still alive after one punch, you win!"
After saying that, Roy didn't hesitate. He immediately began absorbing the surrounding water molecules, and his body grew at an astonishing speed.
One hundred meters, three hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters!
In just a few short seconds, he went from a normal height of 1.8 meters to a god-like Ice Giant over a thousand meters tall.
At this moment, he stood like a humanoid mountain in front of the palace, looking down at Laufey and the others.
Along with his size, his strength increased proportionally.
Who on earth is he?
Seeing Roy turn into a thousand-meter-tall Ice Giant, all the Frost Giants, including Laufey, involuntarily widened their eyes and looked up at Roy in shock.
They never imagined that a Midgardian like Roy could become so massive.
In their memory, there was only one being who could grow their body to such an extent.
The ruler of Muspelheim!
Surtur the Fire Giant!
To be precise, it was Surtur in his prime after merging the Twilight Sword and the Eternal Flame!
When Roy's body reached a height of one thousand meters, the originally tall and majestic palace suddenly seemed tiny, like a child's toy.
Roy glanced down at the palace and decisively lifted his right foot.
Not good!
Laufey finally knew why he had felt that long-lost intense sense of crisis. Without any hesitation, he burst into his fastest speed, attempting to leave the palace before Roy's right foot landed.
The other Frost Giants on the square did the same, running for their lives at the first opportunity.
Compared to ordinary people, their speed was indeed not slow.
But they had only run a short distance when Roy's right foot fell like a meteorite from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground.
BOOM!
The sturdy palace that had existed for tens of thousands of years collapsed like a sandcastle on a beach, instantly becoming ruins.
The earth shook violently, and massive spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions. The terrifying tremors and the staggering Impact instantly sent the frantically fleeing Laufey and the others flying.
Roy ignored the other Frost Giants; his gaze fell on Laufey.
Before the thrown Laufey could even get up, Roy threw a right punch.
Watching the giant frost fist descending from the sky, a look of intense unwillingness appeared on Laufey's face as he raised the casket of ancient winters and pushed it to its full power...
Chapter 119: Everwinter City
The casket of ancient winters shone with a dazzling blue-white light, and frost energy like a blizzard soared into the sky, carrying the momentum to freeze everything in the world as it struck towards Roy's right fist, colliding fiercely with Roy's giant frost fist.
Laufey had exerted his full strength to stimulate the casket of ancient winters to release frost energy, but the soaring frost energy still failed to block the descent of the giant frost fist.
Boom!
The giant frost fist, dozens of meters in size, smashed heavily onto Laufey like a meteorite.
The ground shook violently once again, and an impact crater hundreds of meters in diameter appeared where the giant frost fist landed.
The moment the giant frost fist smashed into Laufey, Royknew he had won.
Although Laufey was the frost giant king, Laufey's strength was not particularly great.
In the comics, Laufey's strength was relatively much stronger than in the movies, possessing the ability to skillfully manipulate ice and weather, and even mastering some sorcery.
However, in the movies, Laufey's performance was more than just inferior, only possessing the ability to condense ice weapons.
Not only that, the Laufey in the movies also died very hastily.
When Laufey attempted to use an ice Dagger to kill Odin, who had fallen into the "Odin's Sleep" state, he was hit by the energy fired by Loki using the Eternal Spear.
Then, the famous Laufey died under the backstab of his biological son, Loki.
"And you will die at the hands of the son of Odin!"
This was the declaration Loki left behind after killing Laufey in the movie.
Although this was not the cinematic Universe, Roy could already confirm that the Laufey of this Universe was no stronger than the one in the cinematic Universe.
Never mind that he had now transformed into a thousand-meter-tall Ice Giant.
Even if he had only turned into a hundred-meter-tall Ice Giant, Laufey wouldn't be able to withstand a single punch from him.
Laufey, struck by the giant frost fist, was predictably beaten into a mangled mess of flesh and blood.
Roy raised his right fist, glanced at the blood and brain matter stained on it, and frowned slightly.
Without any hesitation, he immediately used the SSR: Iceman's superpower to decompose the outermost layer of "skin" on the giant frost fist, restoring it to its original clean appearance.
Having done this, he ignored Laufey, who had turned into meat paste, and spoke to the Frost Giants fleeing in all directions: "Submit to me, and I shall spare your lives!"
Roy's voice was carried to the ears of every Frost Giantalong with the raging cold wind.
After a few seconds, one Frost Giant after another stopped in their tracks, turned to face him—who was as tall as a mountain—and knelt on one knee, giving their answer through action.
Although Roy was not a Frost Giant, between life and dignity, the vast majority of Frost Giants chose life.
Submitting to an Earthling was indeed shameful.
But it was not something unacceptable.
Over a thousand years ago, Laufey, defeated by Odin, had chosen life over dignity, signing a peace treaty with Odinin his capacity as the frost giant king.
Roy scanned the circle of kneeling Frost Giants, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
From the beginning, he hadn't expected all the Frost Giants to submit to him.
Even if he had killed Laufey in an invincible manner before their eyes, he still wouldn't be able to make every single Frost Giant submit.
He had originally thought that as long as half of the Frost Giants chose to submit, his plan would be considered a success.
It seemed now that the result was even better than he had imagined; eighty percent of the Frost Giants chose to submit.
After scanning the kneeling Frost Giants, Roy did not immediately deactivate his "Ice Emperor" form, continuing to exert the SSR: Iceman's superpowers.
Ice Clones!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of normal-sized Ice Clones appeared on the ruined square.
After creating these Ice Clones, Roy did not hesitate to immediately control them to hunt down those Frost Giants who were unwilling to submit.
In less than three minutes, the Frost Giants fleeing in all directions were wiped clean by the Ice Clones.
Once he confirmed that the fleeing Frost Giants had all been eliminated, he deactivated the Ice Clones, letting them dissipate like smoke in the bitter cold wind.
At the same time, he also deactivated his "Ice Emperor" form, returning from a thousand-meter-tall Ice Giant to his normal form.
After returning to his normal form, he went to Laufey's corpse and picked up the casket of ancient winters.
Excellent!
No cracks had appeared!
He had been mentally prepared for the possibility that the casket of ancient winters might be broken by his strike.
As it turned out, he had been overthinking it.
The casket of ancient winters was, after all, the artifact of the Frost Giant race.
If it were that easily broken, it would be far too pathetic.
Storing the casket of ancient winters back into the system space, he began the next part of his plan... Three days later.
Jotunheim, the Royal Palace of Everwinter City.
Roy sat beneath the ice throne in the palace hall, listening to the reports from the Frost Giants.
After killing Laufey, he did not return to Earthimmediately, but instead took the submissive Frost Giants to find an ice plain with relatively good scenery.
Then, using the SSR: Iceman's superpower, he built an ice city on the plain that could accommodate millions of Frost Giants living simultaneously, and named it Everwinter City.
Only after establishing Everwinter City did he begin the next step of his conquest plan.
Over the past three days, he had taken a few of the more obedient Frost Giants and toured Jotunheim.
He eliminated those Frost Giants and Storm Giants living in other regions who were unwilling to submit to him, and drove them all to reside in Everwinter City.
Once he finished this, the system finally gave the message that the mission was complete and sent him the mission rewards.
After listening to the report, Roy spoke slowly: "While I am not in Jotunheim, the three of you will be responsible for managing Everwinter City."
"There is nothing else; you may leave."
Although he was now the ruler of Jotunheim, he did not intend to stay there forever.
Compared to Earth, the living environment in Jotunheimwas more than just terrible.
If nothing else, take food for example.
All the food in Jotunheim was ice cold.
Furthermore, the female Frost Giants of Jotunheim didn't quite fit his aesthetic.
Deep blue skin, blood-red eyes, bodies as cold as ice blocks, and giant statures far exceeding normal humans.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
As soon as Roy finished speaking, the three Frost Giants in the hall replied simultaneously with respectful expressions.
Once he was the only one left in the vast hall, he took the Tesseract out of the system space.
He did not use the Tesseract to create a space portal, but instead directly let a pitch-black "Thundercloud" envelop him.
In the next second, he vanished from the ice throne and returned to his luxury apartment in the Skyscraper.
To be precise, he returned to the apartment's living room.
After returning, he first threw the Tesseract back into the system space, then walked towards Daisy's bedroom...
Chapter 120: Captain America's Whereabouts
Soon, Roy arrived at Daisy's bedroom.
When he went to Jotunheim, he hadn't told Daisy and Mary Jane in advance that he would be away for a few days.
However, even if he didn't say anything, Daisy and Mary Jane wouldn't be angry.
Upon entering Daisy's bedroom, Daisy, dressed in casual clothes, appeared in Roy's line of sight.
At this moment, Daisy was sitting in front of her desk, operating the computer.
Although she had left the High Tide Organization a long time ago and already knew who her parents were, she still hadn't given up her old hacking profession.
However, she was no longer invading S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database but was focusing her energy on things that interested her.
For example, invading the databases of other official agencies to investigate information she was interested in, such as dirty deals within official circles.
She would freely provide these confidential intelligence findings to major media outlets for reporting.
Although this wouldn't bring her any financial income, she still enjoyed it immensely.
"What are you looking into?"
Roy asked Daisy.
Hearing his voice, Daisy, who was invading an official agency's database, suddenly turned around and looked at him with surprise.
Then, she got up, walked over to him, and softly asked, "When did you get back?"
"Just got back."
Roy replied.
"Where did you go?"
Daisy continued to ask.
"I went to an alien Planet called Jotunheim."
Roy said calmly.
Jotunheim?
An alien Planet?
Daisy frowned slightly.
If anyone else had told her this, she wouldn't have believed a word of it.
But coming from Roy, she had no doubts.
She always felt that the name Jotunheim sounded a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it for a while.
"What kind of place is Jotunheim?"
Daisy didn't think much and asked directly.
"The homeland of the Frost Giants."
Roy slowly said.
Upon hearing "Frost Giant," Daisy immediately reacted and asked in surprise, "Jotunheim from Norse mythology?"
"Yes."
"Norse mythology isn't entirely false; the Aesir and Frost Giants are real."
"Or rather, they are all aliens."
"Let's not talk about this for now. If you're interested in Jotunheim and the Frost Giants, I can take you there sometime."
Roy said unhurriedly.
"Okay, okay!"
Daisy immediately nodded.
For the next period, Roy briefly inquired about the events of the past three days.
For example, how was Captain America's bounty situation, and had anything happened with the Star Cross Knights, and so on.
Daisy didn't hesitate, quickly recounting the situation of the past three days.
In the past few days, many people claimed to know Captain America's exact whereabouts.
After investigation, the information provided by these people was all false.
Because Roy was absent, Daisy and Allen didn't make things too difficult for those who provided false information; they just gave them a good lesson.
Other than that, nothing special happened in the past three days; it was pretty much business as usual.
If there was any difference, it was that Thor, with the assistance of the Star Cross Knights, began helping ordinary citizens threatened by gangs in Hells Kitchen.
Although he had lost his divine power, with the Vibranium equipment provided by the Star Cross Knights, Thor's rescue operations in Hells Kitchen proceeded smoothly.
At first, the gangs in Hells Kitchen were very displeased with Thor's actions and had thoughts of killing him directly.
However, after learning that Thor was connected to the Star Cross Knights, these gangs immediately abandoned the idea of killing him.
They didn't know what relationship Thor had with Roy.
But one thing they were certain of was that they couldn't afford to offend Roy.
Let alone Roy, just a few members sent by the Star Cross Knights to Hells Kitchen could sweep away all the gangs there.
Knowing that Thor had started helping others in Hells Kitchen, Roy didn't immediately plan to go to the Star Cross Knights Base to see him, but instead invited Daisyto play cards.
Daisy didn't hesitate and immediately accepted his invitation to play cards.
Soon, intense, adult-rated card-playing sounds echoed in the bedroom.
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder!
Roy and Daisy's card game lasted for nearly two hours before it ended.
After the game, Roy carried Daisy, whose face was flushed and body weak, to the bathroom... The next day at noon.
After having lunch in the apartment, Roy teleported to the Star Cross Knights Base and met Thor, who was about to leave for Hells Kitchen.
"Looking for me?"
Seeing Roy, Thor asked directly.
"I went to Jotunheim."
Roy said calmly.
"And then?"
Thor continued to ask.
"I killed Laufey and turned Jotunheim into my private territory."
Roy slowly said.
Hearing his reply, Thor immediately frowned.
He had known from the start that Roy had intentions of conquering Jotunheim.
When Roy sent Loki back to Asgard, he had already stated that Jotunheim was his desired future territory.
But Thor hadn't expected Roy to act so quickly.
After a few seconds of silence, Thor slowly said, "You came to me because you want to know how my father will react to this?"
"No, I just came to inform you."
"If you want, I can send you to live in Jotunheim for a while."
Roy looked at Thor calmly and continued.
"I can't think of any reason why I would want to live in Jotunheim for a while."
"Besides, I can't withstand Jotunheim's harsh environment right now."
Thor replied quickly without any hesitation.
Although he no longer mindlessly hated the Frost Giants as he once did, he still had no particular fondness for them.
"As long as you want to go, I'll find a way for you to adapt to Jotunheim's environment."
"Since you don't want to go now, we can talk about it later."
Roy continued.
"If I change my mind, I'll tell you."
"Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to Hells Kitchen."
Thor thought for a few seconds, then said to Roy.
"Nothing else, go do your thing."
"Alright!"
Thor nodded and turned to walk towards the Base gate.
After watching Thor leave, Roy went to see Hulk.
After a brief chat with Hulk, he teleported away from the Base and returned to the luxurious apartment in the Skyscraper.
Time flew by.
Unknowingly, a week had passed.
In the apartment's study.
Roy, as usual, was self-studying professional knowledge in the field of electromagnetism.
Just then, the study door was pushed open, and Daisy, dressed in casual clothes, walked in.
"What's wrong?"
Roy asked.
"There's news about Captain America!"
"Someone found him in London, and I've had Allen and Norman confirm it; the information is accurate."
Daisy quickly replied.
London, huh?
Hearing Daisy's reply, Roy slowly said, "Good, I'll go deal with him personally."