"Wait! The item is here!"
Inside the Destroyer, Loki looked at Aaron flying in the air in horror.
Looking at the Thunder Dragon behind him, assembled by lightning and solidified above the sky amidst the raging wind and snow.
Looking at the ice freezing the entire town.
Looking at the red glow emanating from Aaron's eyes, which struck straight into his heart.
Loki ultimately lowered his noble head.
He had never seen such a terrifying figure, like a world-destroying demon God.
The pillar of light that soared into the sky stirred the clouds. The recklessly venting energy tide scattered the wind and snow. Those muscles, coiling inch by inch, had already accumulated the power to destroy heaven and and earth.
Loki had to admit that, in that instant, he felt a fear of facing death. It was as if if he didn't answer, the world would collapse the next moment.
Even he, who was crowned the God of Mischief, had no possibility of survival in the face of such absolute power.
Indeed, Destroyer was the strongest armor specifically forged by Odin, possessing indestructible defense and nearly infinite energy, enough to kill any enemy. But Loki felt that Destroyer might not withstand Aaron's fist. He also didn't want to use his life for an experiment.
Just as he had said before, Loki, wearing Destroyer, presented the treasure with both hands.
Moreover, he knelt on one knee, just as Thor had knelt on one knee to meet Odin during the coronation ceremony.
He, the temporary King of Asgard, offered the treasures from Odin's vault to Aaron using this most solemn etiquette.
Loki's head was bowed deeply, avoiding the contemptuous gaze of Thor and the others.
However, Loki did not notice that compared to him, Thor and Sif were not doing much better.
"Thor... is this a God of Midgard?"
"Why do I feel like he is even stronger than you?" Sif poked Thor's armguard and whispered.
Fandral nodded in agreement. "Maybe you don't believe it, but I even feel that his aura surpasses..."
He didn't finish the sentence, but everyone understood.
The few of them were loyal fans of Odin, blindly worshipping him. But at this moment, they had to admit that, at least in the thousand-plus years they had grown up, Odin, who had long since ceased war and enjoyed peace and prosperity, had never unleashed such great power in front of them.
Perhaps, to know whether the Odin of the past or the Aaron of today was more terrifying, they would have to ask Laufey or Surtur.
Thor actually had a slight acknowledgment of this view in his heart, but he still retorted, "My lightning is definitely not weaker than his."
"Damn it, isn't that the Warlock's eye and the Tablet of Life and Time?"
"Those are treasures that the All-Father seized from enemies, symbolizing the glory of Asgard."
When Thor saw the two supreme treasures conjured by Loki, he couldn't help but be filled with rage.
"Loki, you are the King of Asgard, even if only temporarily, you shouldn't take father's treasures without permission and give them to others."
Loki looked up at him sideways. 'My foolish brother, I can't deal with Aaron, but can't I deal with you?'
"Enough, Thor, I am the king of Asgard."
Loki's single sentence left Thor speechless.
Loki smiled obsequiously. "These are the treasures I offer. Warlock's eye, which contains mental power and the ability to break illusions, and the Tablet of Life and Time, which holds the secrets of becoming a God and can make people stronger."
"Treasures cherished for many years by the former king of Asgard, Odin, I believe they are enough to fulfill the promise."
Hearing this, Aaron lowered his head and glanced at the two items.
With a thought, Loki, who was originally kneeling on the ground, suddenly realized in horror that he could no longer control Destroyer.
His body—no, Destroyer was walking forward, carrying him.
"What... what is going on?"
Loki summoned Gungnir, but he still couldn't seize control of Destroyer.
Telekinesis?
No, it wasn't.
Another force was manipulating Destroyer from within, making it move on its own.
Loki's face was taut, his eyes filled with fear, as he moved step by step until he was directly beneath Aaron.
Aaron slowly descended, looking down at Loki.
Loki realized then that it was Aaron controlling Destroyer.
Destroyer, the pride of all Asgard, was actually hacked and controlled by an outsider.
Even though he held Gungnir, he couldn't mobilize Destroyer.
"How did you do that?"
"Destroyer can only be controlled by Gungnir, it shouldn't be controlled by electromagnetic abilities, much less by an outsider. This is an item under the absolute control of the Asgard King." Loki was slightly incoherent.
Every time he faced Aaron, he felt like he was staring into the abyss, filled with the unknown and the mysterious.
He thought he understood Aaron well enough, but every time Aaron gave him a sufficiently shocking surprise.
"Who knows? Maybe... I am also the King of Asgard?"
"It's well known that having three God Kings is perfectly normal.'
Aaron had no obligation to answer him and instead said, "Not enough."
"What?"
"I am happy that you brought the treasures as promised, but you harbored a fluke, attempting to humiliate me by calling me a watchdog, and I am very unhappy."
"Loki, how should one appease the wrath of a God?"
Aaron stared coldly at Loki, his reddish pupils seemingly possessing the power to look directly into the soul.
"I... I remember."
"I brought one more item."
Green light surged from Loki's right hand, and he took out another item from his small treasury.
"This is a tuning fork, which possesses the ability to summon extra-dimensional life forms. It is rumored that father used to summon those things with it to train Asgardian warriors, but only in the most recent millennium did this item enter Odin's Vault, where it has remained shelved ever since."
"This really is the last item. I can't touch anything else, or father will surely wake up from his bed." Loki's face was full of bitterness.
Aaron knew Loki was lying. For a habitual liar, seven out of ten words couldn't be trusted.
But he wasn't planning to squeeze Loki further. Even though he knew Loki definitely possessed the Casket of Ancient Winters, these things could be obtained gradually.
"Good."
Aaron was concise.
With a wave of his hand, invisible Telekinesis swept the three items away.
"Now you two can properly exchange brotherly affection, I won't interfere."
Aaron turned and stepped into a blue halo.
Loki felt a strange sense of familiarity. This seemed to be... short-range teleportation magic?
No, that's wrong. Aaron wasn't a Vanir, nor was he a sorcerer. How could he know this trick?
Loki himself still didn't know how to do that.
"But it's really convenient. I remember it's something like this and that? I'll try it when I have time."
Loki had seen Frigga use this magic, and he had read the corresponding spell book, but he hadn't studied it systematically. After all, he could ride a horse.