"Responsibility? Hahahaha! You actually have the nerve to talk to me about responsibility?"
Thanos seemed to have heard something amusing and could not help baring his teeth in loud laughter.
Sometimes, he truly could not understand how Loki, with his talent for ruining everything he touched, had found the courage to come before him and propose conquering Earth, which was protected by Ancient One and Odin.
Perhaps it was just as the saying went: ignorance was fearlessness.
But Loki, who felt quite pleased with himself, clearly did not see it that way. He continued defending himself. "The Chitauri you gave me were nothing but a pack of trash! They clearly had more advanced weapons and held the advantage of outer space, yet a few Avengers beat them so badly they scattered in defeat. How could I possibly not fail while leading an army like that?"
"Shut up! Stop making excuses for your failure. Admit it! You are nothing but a complete and utter piece of trash!" Cull Obsidian mocked viciously.
In fact, the Black Order under Thanos all held Loki in rather poor regard.
If Thanos had not insisted on giving the Mind Scepter to Loki back then, they never would have allowed the Mind Stone they had struggled so hard to obtain to be so easily lost on Earth.
Without question!
Fists were always more powerful than words.
So under Cull Obsidian's threat, Loki decisively shut his mouth.
Because he knew that if he did not, the weapon in the other man's hand would very likely be used on him.
When faced with a big, hard fist, the God of Mischief had always been remarkably flexible with his principles, never bound by any bottom line.
"Enough! Stop frightening him. I have not gotten what I want yet."
As he