Loki (Part 2)

At the entrance to the S.H.I.E.L.D.. laboratory, Loki looked at Eddie and said, "You mean, you want to use my body to devour another Symbiote?"

Venom cut to the chase. "I can give you 30% of my power as rent. Believe me, that's quite a lot."

He glanced at the Riot in the lab and said, "The energy remaining in his body should be very pure now..."

"I refuse," Loki answered decisively.

There was no particular reason, nor was it because he didn't want the energy; it was simply because Loki, like most people of his personality, was a skeptic, and they didn't want another Intelligent Life to enter their minds.

Venom showed no surprise; he simply continued, "One of my hosts was Tony Stark, whose the One feat of ascending to godhood through magical power and infinite intelligence is something you've probably already heard about..."

Don't you want to experience that kind of wisdom?

Loki fell silent. People like him did indeed share another common trait: absolute confidence in their own intelligence.

As a participant in the entire incident of Knull serving food, Loki was certainly aware of Stark's deeds. As a sorcerer, his understanding of mystical knowledge far surpassed that of humans. He knew very well that the deposit energy Stark received from the Demon God was not enough to upgrade any Single Universe being. Therefore, the One problem might lie in Stark's extraordinary wisdom.

These people are strange; on the one hand, they think they are the smartest people in the universe, and on the other hand, they are curious about the level of intelligence of other smart people. Loki had to admit that he was tempted.

"Among my hosts, there is another person whose intelligence is no less than Stark's. Although I cannot say his name, I think he will not disappoint you." Venom added another weight to the bill.

Seeing Loki's moved expression, the Phantom Demon wanted to remind him that Venom Loki played with shit before, but she felt it wasn't a good idea to bring it up.

"You are a god, and your physical constitution is capable of withstanding two Symbiote parasitizing your body simultaneously. Moreover, you are a mage with Mind Stone barrier that can withstand attacks on your mind from chaotic forces..."

"You will suffer no loss, but you will be able to experience the pinnacle of human wisdom. How about it? Interested?"

"If you had asked me this question two months ago, before I even came to Earth, I would have given you a negative answer. But recently, I've witnessed the wonders of the human species, so I'm genuinely curious..."

The words of dissuasion that Phantom Demon wanted to say to Loki were already on the tip of her tongue, but Venom glanced at her, and in the end she shut her mouth and said nothing.

The method Venom used to switch hosts was simple: he controlled Eddie to put One Hand on Loki's shoulder, then Eddie twitched, and Loki instinctively raised his head and took two steps back.

He heard Venom's voice echo in his mind, "... Huh???"

"What's wrong?" Loki asked.

"No... it's nothing." Venom's voice still held some lingering doubt. Loki then asked, "What's the next step?"

"I need to get used to the host's body. We'll come back in a few days."

After saying that, Venom fell silent. Loki couldn't sense the presence of a Symbiote within him. After leaving the S.H.I.E.L.D.. base and returning to the streets of Manhattan, Loki was about to use his teleportation ability when Venom's voice rang out again. "Don't teleport, let's walk back."

Is this a peculiar quirk of your race?

"No, it's just that this is good for your mental health, because I'm going to read your medical report next."

"A physical examination? Symbiote have this function?"

"This is the most basic function of the Symbiote, but I generally don't provide reports to users because it's meaningless for humans to know how many cells make up their bodies,"

"Neither do the Asgardian." Loki replied.

"That's the problem."

"What?"

"The Asgardian..."

What happened to the Asgardian?

"I'm curious." Venom's tone was complicated as he asked, "What is it that has made you so firmly believe that you are an Asgardian all these years?"

"I..." Loki felt he didn't understand the Symbiote's grammar. He asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean by me considering myself an Asgardian?"

"That's a euphemism," Venom's voice echoed in Loki's mind. "My conclusion is that you are not an Asgardian."

"... What did you say???" Loki stopped in his tracks, asking in shock and confusion.

"The Symbiote was once attacked by the thunder of the Asgardian. This attack caused fatal damage to the vast majority of the Symbiote, and also made us engrave this power into our gene pool."

"I have just conducted a detailed comparison and have determined that you are definitely not an Asgardian."

"What are you talking about?" Loki asked incredulously.

"You'd better trust my conclusion. This is an innate talent of Symbiote. We are the most accurate medical examination machines in the entire universe."

"I sensed the emotions you were unwilling to admit, but even in your surface memories there were already clues."

"Your physique is very weak, far inferior to your peers. You don't possess the innate strength of the Asgardian, nor can you wield those Divine Artifact like giant hammers and heavy swords..."

"Whether it's physique, strength, or personality, don't you feel a little out of place?"

Loki froze. He raised his hand, then lowered it a few seconds later, turned around and walked back, his steps somewhat stiff.

Even though summer was over, the midday sun was still intense on the streets of Manhattan. Loki walked in the middle of the pedestrian walkway, not even seeking shelter in the shadows of the building's edge.

He had once looked down on humans who lacked magic and wasted most of their lives on the road, but now he realized that walking was not just about getting to a destination, especially when you don't have a destination at all.

Loki didn't know where he was going, but he kept walking forward, just as he became a tiny black dot in every Asgard twilight, crossing the bridge in front of the Asgard Palace and passing through arch after arch.

The road to the Asgard Palace always seemed very long in his memory, because it was the One area in Asgard where magical teleportation was not allowed. In his childhood, he had complained countless times that this long walk was a waste of his life.

But he didn't know when it started, he began to enjoy the process, and even hoped that the process would be longer so that he would never have to enter the gates of the Asgard Palace and face the person he least wanted to face.

What he found even more absurd was that, at this moment, the One that could bring him some comfort was the process of walking steadily, just like an ordinary person.

Time always flies when you're thinking. Before he knew it, Loki had reached the apartment door. He looked back and realized that he had indeed walked across an ordinary street, not the magnificent bridge of Asgard. He was now facing the Yuan Sect of an apartment building, not the entrance to the Asgard Palace.

The elevator doors opened, footsteps echoing in the empty corridor, the soft click of a key into the lock sounding somewhat abrupt. As the doors were pushed open, Thor, who was fiddling with an electric clothes rack in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around and saw Loki standing outside. He asked, "Why are you back at this hour? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

The sunlight outside the window cast a halo around Thor's back, much like the halo around Odin's throne. Loki closed his eyes in a daze, took two steps forward, then leaned against the wall and knelt down, just as he often did when he met Odin.

Thor looked somewhat panicked and quickly came over to ask, "What's wrong? You... wait, your divine power hasn't been taken away, you shouldn't be sick, right? How come..."

He had just taken out his phone to make a call when Loki stood up, shoved Thor aside, and went into his bedroom, slamming the door shut.

Thor was a little confused. He muttered a few words and then went back to fiddling with his clothes.

Loki, trembling, leaned against the door with One Hand. He took a few deep breaths, then dragged his heavy steps to sit on the bed and leaned against the edge.

"What exactly are you still doubting?" Venom's voice echoed in Loki's mind, "From what I can tell right now, your intelligence is indeed outstanding, so it shouldn't be difficult for you to discover those Silk in daily life."

"Or is it that your ability to deceive yourself has reached a point where you can actually fool yourself, allowing you to comfortably remain among the chickens like a duck?"

"No, I was just thinking..." Loki's voice was filled with complex emotions.

Loki, leaning against the headboard, felt his Loki's apple bob, and he looked up at the ceiling.

It is a very obvious fact that if he were not Asgardian, then Odin could not be his biological father, and Thor could not be his biological brother.

Loki had his doubts about why he was so physically weak, but he didn't dare ask Odin, the All-Father. His mother, Frigga, always explained to him that it was a congenital deficiency and that he was just unlucky.

Loki didn't know how he managed to convince himself with such a flawed reason, but in his memory, there was more resentment towards injustice and jealousy towards Thor.

As he searched through his memories, he unearthed the fragments hidden in the corners. All the children were willing to play with Thor because he could always lift the biggest stone. In the duels, he could only stand in the last row and watch from afar because he knew he would not have a chance to participate.

"I can detect a hint of revenge in your emotions, but it's mixed with too many impurities; it tastes awful, and I don't like it." Venom's voice suddenly trembled slightly as he said, "Revenge should be pure. What have you mixed into it?"

Loki ignored him. After recovering from the initial shock, Loki's feelings became more complicated. In the past, Odin's biased actions could be explained, but what was going on recently?

Loki thought back in confusion and realized that he hadn't actually done anything special, but his treatment was completely reversed with Thor's.

Thor was left on Earth, without weapons, without divine power, and suffering from hunger and cold. Meanwhile, Loki stood among countless Cosmic Demons Demon God, and Odin introduced him to them as his son, the Prince of Asgard, and the most talented and promising wizard in the Nine Realms.

Then Odin reserved a place for him in the power channel, and then began to infuse him with that power. In the end, he even gave him the position of a god, and he was the first god among his peers to hold such a position.

Loki never dreamed that he would receive this honor. Even excluding Thor, there were too many outstanding warriors among Asgard's peers. They charged ahead, held off the enemy, and were loyal to Odin. They were the backbone of Asgard's future.

Loki has stayed on Earth for a reason, partly because he doesn't want to face these people. He can imagine the questioning looks they give him, as if he were a thief who stole the honor that rightfully belonged to Thor.

In fact, not only them, Loki himself also had doubts.