Putting on a Show for Thin Air!

Loki's body suddenly stiffened. After a long pause, he reluctantly turned around, his expression complicated as he looked at Chen Mo, Thor, and Tony Stark emerging from the forest.

He had heard the enormous commotion in the forest just now. He had originally been delighted, thinking at least one of them might die, but when he turned around, the three of them walked out together completely unharmed—and caught him red-handed just as he was preparing to leave.

With Chen Mo and Thor present, there was no way he could run. This time, he had truly been captured and unwillingly escorted aboard the aircraft!

Sitting on the plane again, Loki genuinely felt like a prisoner.

Fortunately, he had arranged a backup plan long ago. He had not lost completely yet; he could still turn things around!

At worst, he would proceed according to the original plan. He just hoped Chen Mo would stop grinding his face into the dirt! He hated this land!

At an altitude of nine thousand meters, a colossal vessel over three hundred meters long hid amid the night and clouds. From below, it blended perfectly into its surroundings, seeming as though it did not exist at all. Yet from above the ship, one could see its enormous flight deck, as large as that of an aircraft carrier, and its towering bridge!

At that moment, a Quinjet slowly landed on the deck. Once the aircraft came to a stop, the rear hatch gradually lowered, and a group of people in all manner of strange attire filed out of the cabin.

A red-and-gold Iron Man suit, a black full-coverage alloy armored combat suit, a blond giant wearing ancient armor with a long red cape draped behind him and a square hammer in hand, a sinister young man in