For You, for All of Us

Weapons room.

Korg was still complaining that Ben had been too impulsive. He picked up a sword and said:

"You shouldn't have challenged the Red Wind Queen. Although she's not as brutal as previous champions, she's invincible and always goes all out in every match."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ben, then sighed and shook his head, seemingly saddened by Ben's frail body.

Too weak.

In his view, Ben's body wouldn't even reach the Red Wind Queen before it was torn to pieces by other enemies.

The Champion Challenge is no ordinary exhibition match.

"Can't we just challenge the Red Wind Queen directly?" Ben asked.

He remembered that Thor was able to directly confront the Hulk after arriving on Sakaar.

"That used to be possible," Korg said, "But the Red Wind Queen doesn't like fighting weak enemies, so the Red King changed the rules. If you want to challenge the Red Wind Queen, you must first prove you have the strength."

"Hmm..." Ben let out an ambiguous hum from his nose. He picked up a hammer that weighed several times his own weight, and the hammer was covered with the fur and scabs of some unknown creature.

"Oh, these soldiers, they don't even bother to clean their weapons. Who knows if they have infectious diseases in their blood!" Korg complained.

However, Ben didn't pay much attention to it.

He doesn't need weapons.

He put down the hammer and asked, "Are the Red Wind Queen and the Red King a couple?"

The titles "Red Wind Queen" and "Red King" are so similar that it's hard not to have some doubts.

But Korg shook his head and said, "How could that be?"

At this moment, another gladiator interjected, "The Red Wind Queen has this title because she claims to be the queen of the Red Wind Kingdom, and it has nothing to do with the Red King."

"The Red Wind Kingdom?"

Ben read the name aloud, finding it somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall any information about the Red Wind Kingdom in the Marvel Universe.

He had heard of the Skrull Empire and the Kree Empire.

"Don't your friends choose weapons?"

Korg asked, looking towards Loki, who was burying his head in his knees in the distance.

Although Ben declared his intention to challenge the Red Wind Queen, it was Loki who took to the field in the next match.

This Child of Odin angered the Red King, and as punishment, he was made a display in a gladiatorial contest.

At this moment, Loki, feeling utterly disheartened by the cruel twist of fate, had no will to fight. He was completely numb, and if things continued like this, he might really die here.

"He's a mage..." Ben wasn't sure, so he added, "Probably."

"I hope he can pull himself together," Margus sighed. "The Red King won't let anyone who offends him live. I bet his next opponent isn't any of us, but the Troll."

Seemingly worried that Ben wouldn't understand, Xiloi said, "Trolls are enormous monsters unique to Sakaar. They eat everything and are incredibly ferocious. If he doesn't pull himself together soon, he might become a monster's meal tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Ben glanced at Loki.

To be honest, he didn't think the Red King had the guts to kill Loki, but he was also worried that the Red King, that hotheaded young man, might actually kill Loki.

To prevent Loki from dying at the hands of the Red King and causing Sakaar to be destroyed by an enraged Odin, Ben felt it necessary to talk to Loki and offer him some advice.

Moreover, some of Loki's abilities would be quite useful for Ben in subduing this planet.

Of course, ordinary words of comfort have no effect on the Asgardian.

Ben retorted sarcastically, "Is this all the Child of Odin is capable of?"

Loki did not react.

Ben simply sat down next to him and continued, "You know what? You're like a stray dog now. Where did your indomitable spirit go?"

Loki remained silent.

Seeing this, Ben had no choice but to resort to his ultimate move. He dusted himself off, stood up, and said, "Well, no wonder Odin didn't let you inherit his position. You're nowhere near as good as Thor."

Hearing this, Loki finally reacted. He turned his head, glaring at Ben with a look of grievance and anger, and said sharply, "Odin passed the throne of the God King to Thor only because Thor is his son and I am not!"

Even in his current state, Loki refuses to admit that he is inferior to Thor.

It's laughable. What can that muscle-bound idiot do besides swing a hammer? Without that hammer, he's not even a god.

But Ben thought differently.

In its early years, Asgard conquered the universe, causing countless races to shed blood. While this brought Asgard immense prestige and benefits, it also attracted endless hatred.

If there were no powerful God King to oversee the Divine Realm, the Nine Realms would immediately descend into chaos, and giants and Dark Elf would immediately sound the horn of attack.

"If you become the God King, Asgard will soon be conquered by the assembled enemy, all the warriors of the Divine Realm will be slaughtered, and all the inhabitants of the Divine Realm will be enslaved..."

He reached out and tugged at the blood-stained chains binding Loki, the pain immediately causing Loki to grit his teeth.

"Just like you." He loosened the chains and continued, "Your friends... forget you have no friends, but what about your mother, the noble and immortal Mother of the Gods?"

His question struck Loki to the Soul Stone.

To Loki, everyone in Asgard was like a tough father, neither men nor women showed any tenderness whatsoever.

Except for the goddess Frigga.

Loki suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. He wondered what would happen to the Frost Giant if he really let them come to the Divine Realm and no one stopped them.

But Ben interrupted him again, saying in an even crueler tone, "It's a good thing you don't have a chance, because you'll die tomorrow, dying like trash on this garbage planet."

"I won't die!"

Loki said through gritted teeth.

"Is that so? So you intend to just let it rot in a place like this?" Ben asked softly. "Don't forget you're the Child of Odin."

Then, Ben leaned down and whispered in Loki's ear, "Loki, don't you want to become a truly worthy king?"

"To become king?" Loki was taken aback.

"That's right, for your own sake, and for all of us!"

"Heimdall's eyes can see the Nine Realms, Odin's raven allows him to see the universe. Do you think he might be watching you from Asgard?" Ben asked.

"Do you want to sink into oblivion, or do you choose to let him see that you are the one who truly deserves to be king?"

Instantly, a desire ignited in Loki's heart.

Actually, he didn't really want to become king; he just wanted to prove that he was qualified and that he was no less Thor.

What do you want me to do?