Arming Baldy

Compared to Daisy, whose flattery was far more sophisticated—a junior's admiration for a senior—Baldy's had no bottom line at all. The cheesier, the better.

The old man waved his hands repeatedly, saying they were exaggerating, but inside, he was blooming with delight.

"Judging from this guy's body, he was indeed dead. But his soul wasn't. Gungnir didn't receive his soul. It seemed... it seemed like his soul was dragged away by something else." Odin ultimately made a relatively objective analysis from his own perspective.

A soul? Did people even have souls? As long as Baldy was sure Red Skull would not appear before him again, he did not care about any soul-related matters.

Daisy's eyes shifted as a guess formed in her mind. The Soul Stone had probably snatched Red Skull's soul away from Gungnir. As for why the Soul Stone had chosen Red Skull, it was most likely related to his long stay in the gap between the Space Stone and the real world.

The Infinity Gems had originally come from one whole, so it was not surprising that they were connected to one another.

However, she could not discuss this matter with Odin. What if the old man asked where the Space Stone was? Where the Cosmic Cube was? Director Daisy would be embarrassed.

Daisy rose to take her leave, while Baldy fidgeted, somewhat unwilling to go.

With Odin's help, he had now become a friend of justice. His reputation with Captain America had been maxed out, and whenever the Avengers mentioned Jasper Sitwell, they all gave a thumbs-up and praised him as a real man.

But every advantage came with a disadvantage. Right now, there were at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, people outside who wanted to use his head as an offering to Red