"Evil God Loki, I advise you that it is not yet late to turn back now. Do not indulge in the power temptation of the Dimensional Fiendgods."
The Ancient One advised Wang Ming.
Making a move was the absolute worst choice in the Ancient One's heart; she was rather reluctant to fight.
When she peeped into the outside through the Eye of Agamotto, she discovered that the Evil God Loki's strength was extremely formidable, and once a real fight started, it would not be so easy to resolve.
Moreover,
the Evil God Loki's identity was out of the ordinary; he was the second prince of Asgard of the God Realm.
The Ancient One still felt some dread toward God-King Odin.
She knew God-King Odin was going to die, but that did not mean God-King Odin was not powerful.
Therefore, the best result was naturally for the Evil God Loki to repent and return to the right path of his own accord, sparing her from facing God-King Odin directly.
"What counts as repenting and returning to the right path?" Wang Ming asked.
The Ancient One said, "Give up the power and return to the Celestial Realm with Thor."
Wang Ming shook his head upon hearing this and said, "Isn't this just going to prison? As for wanting me to surrender without a fight, don't even think about it. Come on, let's fight!"
The Ancient One was very strong, but Wang Ming was not afraid.
The strength level classification of the powerhouses in this world did not have a unified standard.
The Ancient One shook her head and said, "You don't understand. The power of the Dimensional Fiendgods is not so easy to take. They are tempting you. When you are infected to a certain degree, everything about you will also belong