Loki stepped out of the wormhole, wearing a horned helmet and golden armor. His handsome face was elegant and composed, chin slightly raised, carrying himself with unhurried grace as he held the Mind Scepter.
"Loki!!!"
Thor's expression jolted when he saw Loki appear, and he cried out in uncontrollable shock.
Thor still remembered how his younger brother Loki had let go of his hand in Asgard and fallen into the abyss of the World Tree.
The abyss of the World Tree was an enormous black hole combined with countless wormholes. Anything that fell into it would be torn apart, and that shredded matter might then be spewed throughout the universe.
The odds of surviving a fall into the abyss of the World Tree were close to zero.
That was why Odin had believed Loki would be torn to pieces after falling into the World Tree's abyss. Either not even scraps of his corpse would remain, or he would be shredded and scattered across the universe through countless wormholes.
No one would imagine that someone who fell into the abyss of the World Tree could still survive.
Therefore, Thor was deeply shocked and delighted to see Loki appear again, alive.
Yet the joy he felt for his brother had barely risen before he suppressed it. He watched Loki with a grave expression, an intensely bad feeling rising within him.
This Loki made him feel deeply uncomfortable, with an odd sense of wrongness.
He and Loki had grown up together and shared a deep bond. Even after fighting each other, he had never believed that bond had been a mistake.
On Earth, while frequently searching for the Cosmic Cube, he would sometimes sigh over his younger brother when drinking.
But now... this brother of his...
"Loki, where have you been? Why did