After Loki, scared half to death by Mr. Hawking's strength, fled Asgard, he sensed his older brother Thor rapidly catching up. He first cast an illusion to confuse Thor, then successfully reached the Bifrost control room ahead of him and inserted Gungnir into it.
But this time, it was no longer for transportation. He controlled the Bifrost to concentrate all its energy, intending to blast Jotunheim in one fell swoop, directly destroying that planet and wiping out the countless Frost Giants.
"Loki, what are you doing?"
Thor, who had seen through Loki's illusion and rushed over again, looked at Loki gathering the Bifrost's energy, shock filling his eyes.
He had always thought Loki merely liked pranks. Even this time, Hela had been nothing more than part of one of his pranks. After all, he himself was still unharmed.
But what Loki was doing now shook him to the core.
"What am I doing? Of course, I'm wiping out Jotunheim—destroying their world in one stroke with the Bifrost!"
Loki turned to look at Thor.
An incredulous expression immediately appeared on Thor's face.
"Why are you doing this? Stop it now! If you really want the throne, I can give it to you. There's no need to go this far."
Even before this, he had never considered destroying an entire planet and killing every Frost Giant.
The Frost Giants had infiltrated Asgard, an outright provocation against Asgard. He believed they should launch a war and teach the Frost Giants a harsh lesson, making them behave themselves.
But Loki's actions now were not merely a lesson. This was true slaughter—an act of genocide that spared neither civilians nor the old, the young, women, or children. It was something he could not tolerate.
He was a warrior, not a butcher.
"You think I truly