Lin Qiye followed Thor and the others through the streets of Asgard.
The streets were especially deserted today. The Lesser Gods who could occasionally be seen on ordinary days had seemingly vanished without a trace. Even when they occasionally encountered a few maidservants, the moment the women saw Thor and the others approaching from afar, their expressions changed. They lowered their heads and hurried away, wishing they could bury themselves in the ground.
It seemed that most of Asgard's gods had no desire to involve themselves in this muddy affair. After all, neither Thor nor Loki was someone they could afford to provoke.
To them, whichever side ultimately won would not make much difference.
Just as the Taoist Celestial Venerable had said when he questioned the Norse Gods, Asgard's gods were nothing more than a scattered rabble. Without a leader, they posed no great threat to Great Xia.
By comparison, even the Egyptian City of the Sun, which had been destroyed long ago, had been more united than they were.
As Thor and the others gradually approached Miracle Plaza, Lin Qiye vaguely saw figures already gathered around it.
Among them were Hela, the Queen of the Underworld, who had previously fought fiercely with Thor and the others in the underworld, as well as several gods Lin Qiye did not recognize whose auras were just as terrifying.
When Thor and the others arrived, a blond, white-robed god among them sneered and said in a sarcastic tone,
"What wind has blown Lord Thor here?"
Thor glanced at him and calmly replied, "I heard Loki was going to assault the Supreme Realm here, so I came to take a look..."
"Take a look? Or make trouble?" The god sneered. "Does the mighty Thor, God of Thunder, also do such despicable things as taking