Ollsen, Beat Him Up!

After the brief incident, Steve developed a strong interest in the burly old man.

In particular, Ollsen's behavior and temperament, which undoubtedly indicated his military background, made Steve, who found it difficult to integrate into the crowd and always felt lonely, feel as if he had found a long-lost old friend.

"Are you also a soldier who was injected with the modification drug?" Steve leaned closer, trying to show his goodwill.

However, Ollsen merely glanced at him indifferently before looking away, not even bothering to say a word.

That's normal; he was once the Emperor's Angel of Death, from the great First Legion!

Dark Angels never like to show kindness to mortals.

Or rather, if mortals don't stand in their way on their path to completing their mission, the Dark Angels will never even glance at them.

Having gotten himself rejected, Steve could only give an awkward laugh, "Sorry, I just felt a connection with you because you have a military background, so I wanted to talk to you. If you're not interested, then forget it."

In fact, Ollsen had already figured out who these people were; he could even deduce what they were good at just by smelling them.

Steve's physique is special, but that's all it is—his posture and the aura he exudes are almost identical to those of Astra Militarum.

From Ollsen's perspective, soldiers like Captain America are so common in their world that there's no need to know them at all.

Undeniably, the Astra Militarum is a powerful force, but only if there are sufficient numbers of them.

Steve was even more embarrassed. He tried to make amends, but to his surprise, the other person still ignored him.

"Looks like your charm isn't effective everywhere?" Barton teased, polishing his bow and arrow.

"Perhaps I'm just out of touch."

Steve was dejected and began to reconsider whether he was really a good fit for the team.

Let's see who exactly is in the Avengers "that Fury talks about saving the world.

A middle-aged super soldier from the last century, recently unearthed; a playboy,

A narcissistic man with an air of nonchalance; two fairly professional agents; a freak doctor who can transform at any moment—and, a businessman? and his difficult bodyguard.

As for Thor and Heimdall, they were naturally overlooked by Steve.

Slaves—well, slaves can't be included!

Steve glanced at the team's composition and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on, seriously doubting whether these people could actually save the Earth.

While he was thinking, Fury finally prepared the materials and called everyone into a conference room, "I believe you all watched that video on your way here. I'd like to ask you all what your thoughts are."

However, after Fury finished speaking, the conference room fell into an eerie silence, with no one willing to speak first.

Tony, on the other hand, was relaxed, legs crossed, seemingly completely unconcerned about whether the Earth would be destroyed.

He came here simply to see his old friend Alvin.

Natasha and Barton remained silent; they knew the most and were waiting for the others to speak.

Thor and Heimdall —well, they were slaves, they weren't entitled to speak.

Seeing the atmosphere turn icy again, Steve had no choice but to step forward, coughing twice. "I think,"

Our most urgent task right now is to locate the Tesseract as soon as possible.

After saying that, Steve looked at Banner beside him. "Doctor, I heard you can find the Rubik's Cube?"

"I can pinpoint the gamma value of the Tesseract. Just give me a little time." Banner was a nice guy, at least when he wasn't angry.

"Great! Once Banner finds the Tesseract, we'll go get it!" Steve nodded, then turned to the others. "What do you guys think of this plan?"

Tap, tap, tap...

Alvin tapped his index finger on the table, drawing everyone's attention, and said calmly, "I think the most crucial thing right now is to figure out how these Frost Giants that invaded Earth came about."

Coulson had already informed Fury about the origins of the Frost Giants, as well as the identities of Thor and Heimdall, and everyone present was also aware of this.

"You're right, that's something we absolutely need to figure out, otherwise we won't know the size of the enemy."

"Then we can't formulate effective tactics." Steve frowned, quite agreeing with Alvin's suggestion, and turned to Thor, who was sitting in the corner drinking a Thor: "Do you know what's going on?"

"Do I look like I know?" Thor said impatiently, cursing, "I've said it hundreds of times, I'm a sinner! A sinner! How would I know where the Frost Giants came from?!"

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Having run into a wall, Steve had no choice but to turn his gaze to Heimdall: "And you...?"

"When I left, the God King had fallen into a 'slumber'," Heimdall sighed. "His Majesty the God King falls into a slumber every so often; that's all I know. As for what happened after I left—"

I don't know what happened in Asgard either.

"Since you haven't made a mistake, can you go back?" Steve seemed to have found a blind spot.

Heimdall glanced at Alvin and sighed, "No, I can't go back either. Just yesterday—even with the golden sword, I couldn't connect to the Bifrost anymore; it's like it's been—shut down."

In fact, after learning about the Frost Giants' invasion yesterday, Alvin had already considered this possibility and returned the golden sword to Heimdall, asking him to go back and investigate what had happened in Asgard.

Unfortunately, the Bifrost was closed.

Even with the golden sword, Heimdall could not return, which undoubtedly deepened Thor's and his anxieties.

Something must be wrong with Asgard!

Although Alvin was skeptical that anything bad would happen to Odin, considering the current situation, he was more inclined to believe that things hadn't gotten to the worst point, so Odin chose to remain asleep and not intervene.

Of course, he also had another guess in his mind: that Odin intended to use this opportunity to test whether he was capable or not.

The discussion reached another impasse; without figuring out exactly how the Frost Giants invaded Earth, it was impossible to determine the enemy's exact size!

"Um?"

Suddenly, Ollsen, who had been standing behind Alvin like a statue, noticed a gaze filled with malice.

He turned his head abruptly, his gaze falling on the spot where he had been looking.

However, the place was empty; it was just a corner of the conference room.

"What's wrong?" Natasha, standing beside him, was taken aback by the murderous intent that Ollsen had inadvertently revealed.

Immediately afterward, Alvin frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, and his face suddenly darkened. "How dare you! You really think I won't find out?!"

The next moment, the surging psychic power rushed directly towards the empty corner!

Just as everyone was shocked, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the conference room, which should have been empty, under the impact of that invisible force.

The man wore a helmet resembling antlers, golden armor, and held a scepter with a jewel at its top that shone with a blue light.

"Loki?!"

Thor stared at the figure, completely stunned, tears welling up in his eyes. "Is it... is it you?"

Loki, how is Father King?!

But Loki didn't even glance at him. Instead, he stared at Alvin with great interest. "Your power is quite interesting. Why don't you—submit to me, and I can grant you the supreme right to rule this planet."

How?"

Looking at Loki, who was showing off, Alvin simply uttered one sentence. "Ollsen, beat him up!"