Loki's Fate

To be honest, while Thor's current strength was not enough to make Robet take him seriously, Robet would never look down on any method that could unlock potential—even if that method seemed to require some kind of price, and differed slightly from what Robet understood.

"Wait, if unlocking potential always comes at a price, then could making a wish with this world's Infinity Stones also require some kind of price?" A thought flashed through Robet's mind. He decided he would ask Ebony Maw and Cull Obsidian about it later, make them cough up their final pieces of intel, and then deal with them.

"I'll remember that!" While Robet's thoughts were drifting a little, Thor, standing nearby, looked at him with a gleam in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

To be honest, if Thor had not come to Earth, he would not have had much concept of becoming stronger. To him, improving his strength had simply been something that happened naturally. After all, in Thor's life before this, the small fries of the Nine Realms he could beat would still have been beatable even if he did not grow stronger; and if he ran into someone he could not beat, then with his personality back then, training would not have helped him win either...

But Thor was different now. Not only had his personality changed, he had also seen powerful beings and sights far beyond the Asgard and Nine Realms he had once known. He understood that Asgard was no longer the lofty divine realm it had once been. Everything now had to be decided by strength!

And Thor now had more than enough potential, especially since he had truly become the god of thunder. Mjolnir was only his weapon now; it was no longer the source of