Just as Hulk was captured, Titus locked onto the enemy as well. His cold gaze swept across the battlefield, instantly spotting the teleportation beam emitting powerful energy fluctuations atop Stark Tower, along with the lavishly dressed figure beside it.
The data panel clearly displayed: [Target: Non-human. Low energy response. Outstanding psychic abilities. Threat level: 4.]
Without hesitation, Titus's leg muscles tensed instantly. With a godlike leap, he traced a fierce arc through the air and charged straight onto the rooftop platform of Stark Tower!
"Boom!"
His heavy metal boots slammed into the platform floor with a muffled crash, leaving the steel plates beneath his feet slightly dented.
Titus's towering figure, reeking of gunpowder and blood, instantly loomed over the stunned Loki.
Undisguised shock filled Loki's eyes.
He could clearly sense the killing intent and lethal threat emanating from this blue giant!
The sheer sense of power radiating from his opponent made even him, the God of Mischief, feel a chill run down his spine.
Instinctively, he gripped the Mind Scepter tightly. The gem at its tip, glowing with a soft yellow light, was his greatest source of support at this moment.
I have to stall for time!
Confuse him with words, then... use the Mind Scepter's power to control him!
Make this powerful warrior my slave!
Loki forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart and squeezed out a seemingly composed smile. In his usual seductive, deceptive tone, he said, "Mighty warrior, why such hostility? I am Loki, Prince of Asgard and God of Mischief. I can see that you possess strength and glory beyond that of mortals. We are not enemies. Perhaps... we can cooperate? This insignificant planet and these frail humans do not deserve to possess it. We can rule this place together, make all humanity our loyal servants,