However, Andrew knew very well that this Loki was still Loki, the God of Mischief, not Loki, the God of Time, because he had yet to meet the woman who would give him three beauty marks—cough, no, the woman who would make him mature.
Loki, the God of Time, was a mature, responsible adult who could sacrifice himself for the world. The Loki before them was not. Though he was thousands of years old, he was still a child—a bratty one at that.
"King of Abilities, don't believe this guy. He might be trying to play the fisherman."
Tony stared at Loki and said unhappily, "He wants us to fight the Kang Council to the death, then swoop in and wipe us all out once both sides are weakened. Loki is absolutely capable of something like that. He's the God of Conspiracy."
Loki was furious. He had only mocked Tony once; did Tony really have to slander him like this?
"Tony, don't be like that. We should trust Loki."
Andrew waved his hand. Loki was deeply moved and was about to say something when Andrew continued, "With Loki's intelligence, he couldn't come up with such a complicated scheme. At most, he can pull a few pranks."
Loki glared at Andrew. Tony had only slandered his character, but Andrew was slandering his intelligence? And he had actually been touched for a moment.
Andrew sensed Loki's gaze and glared right back. Loki immediately backed down, raising his head to look at the sky. The stars sure were beautiful tonight.
Marvel Universe Loki had been taught a lesson by Andrew more than once or twice. Later, Andrew had taught him a few more lessons in the DC Universe. So whenever Loki saw Andrew, he did not dare act tough at all.
Loki was