The Black Count of the Sea
Chapter 682

Unlucky Little Loki

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After Lowett undid [Realm Warp], two old acquaintances had already been waiting outside for quite some time.

"Eh? When did your father become so merciful that he was willing to let you out?" Lowett looked curiously at the visitor. Besides Thor, little Loki was here too.

At that, Loki gave him a fawning smile that nearly turned into tears and hesitantly said, "Actually, if Your Excellency does not wish to see me, I can leave right now..."

"No. Since you're already here, you can help me with something." Lowett swiftly raised a hand to cut him off.

With that, he tossed over the Aether particles that had been compressed into a ball, frightening Loki so badly that he nearly ran away on the spot.

But remembering Odin's earlier instructions, Loki put on an expression of facing death without fear, cast his strongest defensive spell, and caught the Aether particles.

"Eh?"

Yet the expected parasitization by the Aether particles did not occur the instant they touched his hands.

Loki cautiously opened his eyes and discovered that the one-centimeter-thick space surrounding the Aether particles was filled with silvery-white spell patterns.

The terrifying magical power was pieced together by layers of interlocking patterns, tightly sealed within a tiny range. Like a cage, it imprisoned the Aether particles.

"Such incomprehensible power!"

Loki sucked in a sharp breath.

He understood the terror of the Aether particles far better than the indifferent Thor beside him. To casually seal them inside a stable Alternate Dimension was something even the woman he called "Mother" could not accomplish!

The shock did not last long before Lowett suddenly spoke.

"Is Frost Giant blood... enough?"

Loki, carefully holding the Aether particles, froze all over. "?!!"

"It would not have been enough originally, but the flesh and blood of Laufey, king of

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