The Death Knell

In the garden of Asgard, two figures were chasing each other in the woods. They both wore innocent smiles, as if they didn't have any worries, playing the simplest and most childish game of catch.

"Thor, come and catch me, haha!"

A Loki was hiding behind a tree, with only one head sticking out, waving to the bearded man not far away.

What about the strong man? With a silly smile on his face, he took long strides and chased in that direction, shouting happily:

"Don't run away, Loki, come and compete with me in wrestling."

Fighting with weapons is more popular in Asgard, and people often get maimed in the fights, but there is also a market for wrestling, and young children who have not been trained in weapons like to play.

In short, that's it, one is running in front, the other is chasing behind, the two of them are wandering through the woods stupidly, making laughter like barbells.

From time to time, the two sides would hug the same big tree and look at each other deeply and ambiguously. In short, it doesn't look like a normal brotherly relationship...

Of course, Loki couldn't outrun Thor. He was finally hugged from behind by the bearded man. Both of them were panting and their faces turned red.

"Let's have a drink, Thor, I'm thirsty." The long-haired Loki, still a little shy, slowly lowered his head and looked at a small flower not far away.

"Of course, my brother." Although he said this, Thor did not let go: "But I am worried that you will run away again, and I will not let you leave me."

"No, brother, you are my favorite flesh and blood compatriot, my brother, how could I leave you?" Loki shook his head, he showed a gentle smile, turned his face and rubbed the A rough, stubbled chin.

The two parties looked into each other's eyes, as if they could see each other's hearts. The deep love, like boiling water, had sunk and bubbled over the top of their heads.

"We will be together forever, from the fairy palace to the earth, from the divine realm to the underworld, Loki, promise me." Thor took a deep breath, as if to remember the smell of his brother, and then closed it again eyes closed, so intoxicated.

"Of course, brother, if everything goes well, we will never be separated again..."

Loki nodded without hesitation and hugged his brother's strong arms with his beautiful hands.

But 40K Earth is a very evil place. The more you are afraid of something, the more likely it is to come.

Just as the two were hugging each other and enjoying their affection, an inappropriate song suddenly sounded from not far away:

"Let us be companions in the world of mortals, live a carefree life, ride horses galloping, and share the prosperity of the world; sing over wine and sing the joy in our hearts; be vigorous and seize the youth..."

Just listening to this song, a scene seems to appear in front of my eyes. Thor is riding on a horse with his arms around Loki's waist, galloping freely on an endless grassland. His whole body is smelling of sheep, which is the classic boar skin style. romantic.

"who?!"

The male Loki was obviously unaware of the beautiful illusion. He broke away from Thor's arms and looked towards the direction of the sound with an evil expression.

I don't know when a few people appeared there. Behind them was an open door. Outside the door was a boring office hall, but this door seemed to be opened on a big tree.

The people who came were a few security guards, but the leader was undergoing a change. The black TVA uniform on his body was twisting like asphalt, and then formed a set of black and yellow matte heavy armor. He spoke, like It's the devil's voice screaming:

"Long time no see, or, at your point of time, maybe we just met?"

"Knell!"

The long-haired Loki gritted his teeth, obviously not particularly welcoming to the visitor.

At this time, the female Loki next to Deathstroke took off her helmet, shook her wavy black hair, rolled her eyes and raised her fingers at Thor who was in a daze over there:

"My stupid brother, why don't you come here quickly? How long do you want to be embarrassed and conspicuous?"

"But I don't understand." Thor took a step forward and rubbed his head, his eyes flicking back and forth between the two Lokis: "Why are there two you? Which one is real? Don't always play this kind of game, okay? "

"Stop talking nonsense, there are thousands of me out there, let's talk about it later." Loki took the minigun handed over by Deathstroke, turned on the switch on the electric motor, watched the small green light light up, and looked towards the silly brother. He raised his gun a few times and said, "Get out of the way now and let me cut this counterfeit into pieces."

She looked very angry, the kind of anger masked by a smile, as if she wanted to maintain the dignity of a god.

But Loki behind Thor also spoke: "Don't go there, my brother, I am the real one."

"I still can't break up with you, can't break up with you..." The sound of music still came from another person next to Deathstroke. This person seemed to have been completely immersed in the music, tilting his head and looking towards Thor and Loki seemed to be imagining some plot.

Su Ming took a deep breath: "Turn off your MP3!"

Wade was obviously frightened out of YY's world and twitched and shivered on the spot.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? Why don't you call the property management?"

Although he said this, he still turned off the BGM of the background music, and took off his clothes with one click. Like a golden cicada, he jumped out of the security uniform, wearing a red and black uniform and posing as Sailor Moon Sailor Moon. When appearing on the stage, he takes the posture of "walking on the road for the moon" and greets the opponent:

"Hello, Xiao Kangkang, we meet again."

"..."

Loki on the opposite side was silent. He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Thor, but Deathstroke was already prepared. The speed of the cloak was obviously faster, and he took Thor directly back to everyone, unloading it on the lawn like throwing garbage. superior.

The strong man wearing a red cloak rolling on the green grass looks inexplicably good-looking. This is probably the extreme form of soil that turns into tide, right? The story seems to have changed from "Returning Brother Pig" to "Country Love" in an instant.

"The plan was good, but I saw through it." Thinking of something off-topic, Deathstroke chuckled, and the lightsaber in his hand slowly slipped out of his palm: "It's a good idea to let TVA collect Loki at different points in time. , but you really disguised yourself as Loki, but it turned out to be a failure."

"I am Loki." The man with long, straight black hair raised his head and stared at Deathstroke's one-eyed goggles: "I am the prince of Asgard, I am a god!"

"Yeah, yeah, act, you keep acting. You've played a mustache painter, you've played a time prophet, and now you want to play a god? Tsk, brother, don't you know the name of the weapon in Deathstroke's hand?"

Deadpool shook his head, his disappointed expression seemed to show through the mask. His arms hung down weakly, his face was raised forty-five degrees, and he looked at the sky sadly:

"You haven't understood yet, no matter whether you are really Loki or not, we will definitely kill you."