Three thousand meters underground, the Cosmic Cube stored in the sealed vault was continuously releasing energy within its containment apparatus.
The instant the energy reached its critical point, surging blue light howled forth, swallowing the containment apparatus in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterward, the blue energy rapidly contracted until that contraction solidified into a naturally stable state.
The next second, the stable energy burst open. Loki crossed nearly half the Milky Way Galaxy and arrived at the Midgard he had long yearned for!
The moment he landed, Loki immediately raised the Scepter of Mind, a wicked smile curling across his lips.
He scanned his surroundings with a sinister expression until...
Until he realized there was absolutely nothing around him!!!
He was actually standing in a sealed room littered with broken debris.
As for that debris, it was what remained of the countless observation devices and monitoring instruments destroyed by the Cosmic Cube's energy eruption.
"Fuck!"
Loki cursed outright, then sat down on the floor without a shred of dignity.
He casually tossed the Scepter of Mind aside, clutched his right hand, and began to howl in pain.
"Damn it, Frigga above, I can barely feel my hand anymore!"
His formerly uninjured right hand looked as though the veil of an illusion had been torn away.
In the blink of an eye, golden cracks spread across his intact hand.
Countless strands of immense power swirled through those dense cracks, eroding his flesh and deepening Loki's pain.
"I really am not qualified to use the Infinity Stones directly yet. Fuck, but I will be someday!
Luckily, there isn't anyone here. I can rest while I'm in such poor condition."
As he spoke, he placed his right hand on the ground, palm facing upward.
His forearm was pressed tightly against the