Loki did not shy away from his origins and told him candidly, "I come from a parallel universe, Captain. You must be no stranger to all this... Before we begin our formal discussion, may I ask about your origins? How did you become what you are now?"
Loki wanted to get straight to the point, but he could not suppress his curiosity. If he did not get an answer, it would gnaw at him.
Supreme Captain took a sip of tea. His smile was gentle, and his mighty physique did not make people feel any oppressive weight. In terms of bearing, he was far superior to the genuine Doctor Strange Loki knew, with his long face and expressionless demeanor.
"There is nothing I cannot say. Many ordinary people know about it, and I have recounted my experiences many times in official settings... Actually, your flaw is obvious. You do not know who I am, so you clearly come from another plane... My magic power came from Doctor Abraham. He found an ancient magic array, and I was the Super Soldier who carried and wielded its magical power."
"Afterward, I went to India and found Master Jasper Sitwell. I studied magic under him, and after he left this world, I returned to the United States."
Loki: "..."
What the hell was all this? Could it get any more ridiculous?
He had barely sat down and exchanged a few words when an even more ridiculous person appeared.
A supervillain named Red Dormammu had been summoned by some idiot youth and was now wreaking havoc on the streets of New York. Supreme Captain hurried to the scene with his servant and assistant, King Bucky, to provide rescue.
Loki, wearing a dead-inside expression, could only follow them out to uphold justice.
Red Dormammu had