[Zhongyingmei] She has a very bad temper in Kuaichuan

After Thor was exiled, Cecilia didn't respond, and Loki looked very sad. Of course, there is no way to know if he is really sad.

But Thor's exile is not a good thing for Odin or for the Asgardians. After all, the war in Jotunheim is about to ignite in Asgard.

After so many years of peace, the flames of war suddenly ignited. No matter who it is, they are not so calm.

Of course, Cecilia, who doesn't belong to this world, obviously doesn't care.

To her, this is just a parallel world. Even if it completely collapses, she will at most go to another parallel world. To her, there is no loss or gain.

Cecilia: It's okay, it doesn't matter.

Cecilia: No, it still has something to do with it. If Loki died, wouldn't the progress become zero again?

Cecilia: But, I have never cared about the progress.

Cecilia: What is the mission? ?

Cecilia: ...

War is approaching, Thor is exiled, and now Loki is helping to run the show, and he needs a weapon of his own.

Cecilia was worried that the Frost Giant would make Loki realize his identity, so she didn't let the Frost Giant touch him.

But Loki found out anyway.

Because he needs a weapon.

In the treasure house, Loki discovered the fact that he was not an Asgardian. With dark blue skin and blood-red eyes, he looked like a frost giant.

The truth that Chessia tried desperately to hide was dug out like this.

Cecilia didn't know what happened in the treasury. Odin fell asleep, Loki was temporarily king, and the war was about to begin, and even Odin fell. This made Asgardians even more flustered. Someone proposed to Loki Letting Thor back, of course, was rejected, and the reasons were hard to pick.

At this sensitive time, it is impossible for her to see Thor, not to mention what will happen to Loki if she goes at this time.

Originally, he lived and grew up in his shadow, if the only believer still went to see Thor in private.

Although Cecilia gave Loki some divine power and a dagger from the beginning, but in the face of the coming war, it might not be considered a good weapon.

She thought for a while, and a dark blue liquid appeared on the palm of her hand. She manipulated the dark blue liquid to form a scepter. Nearly half of the divine power.

At this moment, Loki came, and Cecia handed him the scepter, explaining briefly, "It will help you when the war starts."

When Cecilia looked up at him, her voice slowly dropped.

Loki's expression was not right.

Indifferent and evil, but there is madness and hysteria hidden in the eyes, and the previous disguise has become no longer clever, and it is easy to see.

She could almost guess that Loki already knew his life experience.

Otherwise, why would there be such a desperate expression.

I always thought that Odin preferred Thor, everyone liked Thor, and the throne was inherited by Thor. Before I knew my life, I could use some excuses to comfort myself.

But now, the truth is in front of us, and everything has an absurd explanation.

Because he's not an Asgardian, he's a monster, the kind of monster children fear when they go to bed.

His heart had been torn apart bit by bit by the sharp knife, but he smiled instead.

Taking the scepter, he said, "Would you do anything for me?"

Cecilia looked into his eyes, vulnerable, painful, and sad.

"I would do anything for you."

The next second, Loki's dagger plunged into Cecilia's abdomen, and he looked at her indifferently, "Being emotional."

Cecilia didn't say anything, didn't cry, and the expression on her face didn't change, only her brows were slightly wrinkled.

He didn't open the dagger, he still held it tightly.

His voice was emotionless, but his eyes moved slightly.

Cecilia reached out and covered his hand.

Loki only felt the coldness of her fingers, and she said, "I would do anything for you."

It was as if something exploded in his eyes, a violent chemical reaction.

Suddenly, he drew out his dagger and curled his lips, "The gesture of giving everything for love is stupid."

The blood spurted out, stained her clothes red, and fell on the floor. The sound of ticking became obvious in such dead silence.

Cecilia lowered her head and glanced at the wound. She controlled her body and prevented divine power from repairing the wound, so the blood kept pouring out.

A sea of ​​crimson spread on the floor, and Cecilia seemed to feel no pain.

She stared at him and paused every word, "I'm willing to do anything for you."

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