Hela's heart trembled slightly. The muscles in her body twitched as she prepared herself to fight at any moment. She held her breath slightly and looked at He-El, who stood right before her.
This armor was far too terrifying. The dark armor over his chest flickered with angular red and yellow light, like the king of demon gods descending from the abyss and crushing the galaxy.
She had never seen anyone, mortal or god, more intimidating than He-El. Not even Odin could compare.
And He-El had casually stripped away the Asgardian power she had placed on Loki. Even Asgard's power itself could not affect him. Hela was even more satisfied.
Only someone like He-El was qualified to become her husband, conquer the universe with her, and share it with her.
"The Space Stone isn't on Loki!"
The instant He-El grasped Loki's head and pulled him back from Hela's grasp, dragging him beneath his control, he performed a complete scan of Loki. No matter what kind of small space Loki had opened on his body with divine power, sorcery, or magic, He-El detected it all clearly and discovered that the Space Stone was not on him.
Given Loki's intelligence and capabilities, there were not many choices he could make.
If they had managed to seize the Power Stone on Xandar, things would have been different. They would have had many options.
But they had failed to take the Power Stone from Xandar, leaving Loki with little he could do.
If he did not want Thanos to come directly and destroy Asgard, then his only option was to give the Space Stone to Thanos, allowing Thanos, who carried the Soul Stone, Power Stone, and Space Stone—three Infinity Stones—to come straight to Earth and begin the final war for the Stones.
This was