"Rest assured, Odin had stripped him of his divinity and banished him to Midgard. All his godly power was gone, along with his signature hammer, Mjolnir."
There was a trace of barely perceptible disdain in Loki's voice, yet he explained it to Laufey with due caution.
Upon hearing this, Laufey's tightly furrowed brows finally eased, and the weight in his heart lifted.
Thinking back to Thor's unstoppable might in Jotunheim, that nearly invincible Aura—even when he had ultimately been driven into a desperate situation, surrounded by countless Frost Giants with the flame of his life flickering on the verge of extinction, it had been Odin's timely arrival that turned the tide.
Thor's strength was undoubtedly an inescapable shadow in the hearts of every Frost Giant.
"However, Midgard is no ordinary place either. The humans there have developed a kind of technology that may seem insignificant, but possesses limitless potential. If your men are even slightly careless, they may very well die at the hands of those 'insignificant' things."
There was a hint of barely detectable concern in Loki's words.
As Asgard's current supreme King of Gods, he naturally would not casually use words like "powerful" or "terrifying" to describe Earthlings' technological achievements. That would undoubtedly demean the dignity of his status as King of Gods.
But for the sake of the greater picture, he did not wish to see Laufey and his Frost Giant tribe fail due to underestimating their enemy, so he offered a well-intentioned reminder.
Hearing this, Laufey curled his lips into a cold smile, his voice as frigid as a winter wind. "Hmph, I understand."
In his eyes, what kind of waves could a Thor who had lost his divine power possibly stir up, even with a group of Midgardians at his side? What could those ant-like