The End of the World: Chaos

"Yang Yi, what do you mean?" Ruth spoke, her tone revealing uneasiness, as if she was asking about the secret in his heart.

"I once said that this is a very interesting toy." Yang Yi pretended to be relaxed, but his eyes became more and more determined. The mask flashed a strange light in his palm, as if calling him.

"Plaything?" Xika half-tilted her head and looked at Yang Yi, unable to conceal the disbelief in her voice. She walked straight forward, intending to pull Yang Yi's hand away, "Let me see!"

Yang Yi dodged Xika's hand with a slight sway, and his expression seemed to contain a hidden inspiration, "No, there are still many things about this thing that I have not yet understood." He muttered to himself, and then his eyes focused and continued to analyze the mask carefully. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, as if it was blessed by some mysterious power, which made his heart surge with excitement.

"This is Loki's mask, how can it be considered a toy? It is a dangerous thing!" Ruth stepped forward and spoke hastily, as if she was unwilling to ignore his intention. "And you are playing with it here, which is really unwise!"

"Ruth, you don't understand the mystery." Yang Yi raised his head, his eyes sparkling with wisdom, and said, "This mask contains huge energy. I have the responsibility to find out. I must understand its essence."

"But how can you be sure that you can control this power?" Ruth's voice became more severe. "Have you thought about its potential consequences?"

"Yes, the potential danger should not be underestimated." Xika also interjected, saying: "We don't want you to get hurt because of this. Loki's power is not a child's play!"

Yang Yi smiled slightly, as if he was surprised and amused by the two people's worries. He raised the mask to observe it again, gently touched the pattern on it with his fingers, and said slowly: "Your worries are all unnecessary. According to my analysis, the mark of Loki in this mask is not as strong as imagined. On the contrary, I can absorb the power from it."

"You sound very confident." Ruth curled her lips, unable to suppress the doubts in her heart, "But have you ever seen Loki? He is a god, don't underestimate his ability."

Yang Yi put down the mask, his eyes suddenly solemn: "I know the power of Loki, but the power is not out of control, the key is understanding." He paused for a moment, as if brewing the next words: "This mask is obviously a carrier, sealing his thoughts and emotions. In other words, although this object has the symbol of Loki, I can use Loki's power to transform it."

Ruth and Sika looked at each other, still feeling panic in their hearts, "Are you sure?" Sika's voice seemed to tremble slightly.

"Of course!" Yang Yi's tone was firm, his eyes flashing with determination to go all out. "I can feel the energy transmitted by the mask. It is indeed related to Loki, but it is not completely controlled by him. I just need to find the frequency that resonates with it, and then I can control this power."

Ruth shook her head, her expression full of worry: "If you fail, how can we save ourselves? Can Loki's will be easily eliminated?"

"I will be careful, you don't have to worry." Yang Yi wanted to comfort her, but he also felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Why not try it?" Xika suddenly came forward, very excited, "Maybe you will become strong and control this power." There was a desire in her eyes, as if she was describing a bright future.

"But I think this is not an ordinary thing." Ruth retorted, and her tone was full of worry. "You have never truly experienced this divine power, but it is unpredictable. As a friend, I cannot watch you take risks."

"I will be fully prepared, Ruth." Yang Yi's face was firm. He raised the mask again and stared at its pattern. There were sparks of excitement and exploration in his eyes. It had been a long time since he had felt such a strong surge of curiosity.

"If I really want to help you become stronger, then maybe we can go on this trip together." Xika encouraged.

"Are you willing to come with me? This is a dangerous journey." Yang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. Although his tone was still relaxed, he was already thinking about the future journey in his mind.

"Of course." Xika said without hesitation, "We are a family!"

"We must not back down this time." Ruth sighed. Although she was still nervous, her eyes showed support. "Since you insist, I will also protect you by your side."

"Okay, I'll keep your words in mind!" Yang Yi nodded, a smile on his face, "I will try my best to control this power and use it for my own benefit." He gently raised the mask and slowly brought it close to his cheek.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Ruth and Sika stood side by side with him. All three of them seemed to feel the shock of that unknown force. The mask slowly approached Yang Yi's face. An ancient and mysterious aura gushed out from the mask, suffocating him. It was as if countless memories and excitement were intertwined in his heart, making him feel overwhelmed.