Marvel's I Can Control Metal

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"Oh, Leo, you have come to Asgard, welcome."

Loki raised his head and glanced at Leo outside the door, and said calmly, his words were calm, and he seemed to have no other emotions.

There seems to be no anger, hate, or fear.

Hey, it feels like Loki is even a little bit happy. What's wrong with that?

Leo didn't expect Loki to be so calm and normal, still sitting there and reading the book in his hand.

It seemed that he was not in a cell, but in his study.

"There was a battle in Asgard today. Did you know that the dark elves invaded?"

"Oh, is that so?" Loki said calmly, still sitting where he was.

"I'm here to tell you some bad news."

Leo said looking at Loki who had always been indifferent.

Loki didn't speak, and he didn't even have any expression on his face. He just had a bad premonition in his heart, and there was an unprecedented trace of regret.

"Frigga suffered serious injuries and was stabbed by a cursed warrior. Now she is on the verge of death. As for whether she can survive, I don't know. Don't have high expectations."

A trace of sadness suddenly appeared on Leo's face, and he said in a low tone.

Such words made Loki stunned for a second.

Then, Loki's eyelids twitched unconsciously, looked at Leo, and nodded his head gently to indicate that he understood.

Then, he continued to return his gaze to the book in his hand, and his unusual silence immediately made his attitude clear.

He didn't want to say any words, and even Leo, who was two meters away, could feel this cold emotion.

It seemed that no matter how long Leo kept talking, Loki would never pay attention to him.

Looking at Loki like this, Leo's mouth curved slightly, and he nodded slightly and walked aside.

They didn't go far, and the surrounding cells were already empty, all of them slaughtered by Odin.

After walking a few steps, he sat down at the next door, looking at the golden prison door with some interest.

It seems that he is ready to try it with his fist.

On the other side, in Loki's cell.

Loki sat there for a few more seconds, clasping the book in his hand with his eyes dazed.

A look of confusion and a trace of uncontrollable fear.

Finally, he stood up, as if he had finally learned the news at this time. The trace of delusion, the trace of luck, and the reluctance to believe this fact in his heart were all turned into grief.

He suddenly made fists with both hands, and a powerful wave of air surged out of his body, knocking all the tables, chairs, books and fruits aside.

A few tears could not help but leak out of his tightly closed eyes. He clenched his teeth and the corners of his eyes were still twitching.

"Dark Elf, I must kill you."

A cold and thorough word squeezed out from between the teeth.

Then, a few tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes, and his steps became a little weak. In the entire Asgard, the only person who cared about him, the only person who loved him deeply, Frigga, was actually hovering on the edge of death at this moment.

And he wanted to see her so much and give her a hug.

The whole person leaned directly against the wall and slowly slid down, his eyes were very weak.

He couldn't get out, he couldn't secure the door.

"Mother..."

Loki murmured with blurred eyes, and he couldn't help but recall the days when he got along with Frigga.

Since childhood, Odin has looked down on himself.

Only Frigga taught and comforted herself when she was sad.

Loki really regarded Frigga as the most important person in his heart, but now, Frigga's life or death was uncertain, and he could only stay in the cell helplessly.

He couldn't help but think of Frigga's gentle face, the eyes that looked at him with a smile, the gentle voice when she taught him the magic, and those warm hugs.

Loki really felt a strong sense of powerlessness and resentment towards himself.

Why let the Cursed Warrior leave so that he could have the chance to hurt his mother?

Loki clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help but smash them against the wall beside him, with regret in his heart.

I would rather sacrifice more warriors than release the cursed warriors. I was wrong.

"what"

Loki, who always had a gentle and gentle image, unexpectedly grabbed a nearby shelf and threw it to the ground.

砰

The strong force caused this strong wooden frame to shatter all over the place.

Looking around at the comfortable furniture and equipment that Frigga originally sent to him to live in the cell, these made the pain in his heart even more intense.

Frigga loved him so much, but he gave the cursed warrior the opportunity to hurt her for his own selfish reasons.

What did you do?

Loki's mental state collapsed a little, and he took Frigga's serious injury on himself.

Blame it on me for letting the Cursed Warrior go the other way.

Perhaps if the cursed warriors were to break out from the main entrance, although more Asgardian soldiers might be sacrificed, they might be able to delay Odin's arrival.

Loki began to lose control like a madman, smashing the surrounding furniture and facilities.

But Leo, who was not far away, witnessed everything.

After a full hour, Loki finally calmed down and sat helplessly on the edge of the cell.

The originally clean and tidy white cell environment has now become very ugly, with broken wood fragments everywhere.

Pastries and fruits were scattered everywhere, many of them broken, and there were also many stains on the walls, the floor, and Loki's body.

Loki just sat helplessly in this chaotic environment, his hands casually placed on his legs, motionless and lost in thought.

The eyes were very weak and longing.

He wanted to go out, he wanted to see Frigga, even for the last time.

He also wants revenge, to redeem his mistakes, or to redeem his soul.

But he can't do anything at this time. Odin is the unquestionable king of Asgard. If he doesn't speak, anyone who lets him out will be guilty of treason and a death penalty.

He couldn't break through the defenses and escape.

It may even be that endless jail time is still waiting for him, but there is no longer the person who often comes to see him and chat with him.

At this time, countless regrets welled up in his heart. He regretted letting the cursed warrior choose another path. He regretted that he invaded the earth without knowing it and was imprisoned. He also regretted that the last time he yelled at the gentle Frigga, I also regret that I didn't spend more time with her before.

There is resentment in his heart, resentment against the curse warrior for hurting his mother, resentment against Odin and Thor for not protecting Frigga, resentment against all the dark elves, and finally, resentment against his own actions.

Loki's mood was constantly fluctuating, but it was visible to the naked eye that Loki, who was originally gentle and elegant, sitting on a chair and reading a book, became decadent.

Sitting on the edge of the wall with his hair disheveled, his eyes were filled with confusion.

Another two hours passed, and Loki's mood basically stabilized.

Leo then walked out, "Loki, do you want to chat?"