"How dare you speak to me like that!"
Ben's single sentence ignited Loki's fury. Flames seemed to burn in Loki's eyes as he stared at Ben, his body trembling uncontrollably with rage.
Having just learned that he was not Asgardian, Loki was at his most sensitive about his identity. The slightest unusual look from anyone could make him suspicious.
Yet Ben had gone straight for the jugular.
Loki completely lost it.
However, the four Asgardian Warriors who had arrived with Ben could not understand why Loki had been so thoroughly triggered.
To be fair, calling someone from the Divine Realm a Jotunheim native was indeed insulting, but it should not have been enough to make him snap, right?
Sure enough, lies did not hurt people. The truth was the sharpest blade.
When two people traded insults, the first one to lose it was the one who had truly been wounded.
Ben did not care about Loki's insults at all. After all, his true self was an Earthling. But Loki was different—he really was a Frost Giant.
At that moment, Loki had already sentenced Ben to death.
"I don't care where you crawled out from, but today, all of you will die!"
Although Loki was arrogant, Ben was not angry.
He thought Loki was great. First, he had sent the Destroyer as a meeting gift, and now he had brought the Casket of Ancient Winters, such a precious treasure.
What a fine comrade!
One look was enough to tell that Comrade Loki was eager to improve!
That was right. Ben had already considered the Casket of Ancient Winters in Loki's hand his property as well.
Such a wonderful treasure was clearly made especially for his Frost Giant form. Comrade Loki had really put thought into this!
If he did not accept