Deep within the Asgardian Palace, in the resplendent treasury.
Compared to the raging battle outside.
This place seemed exceptionally "peaceful."
—If one ignored the figure who was sweeping the place clean at almost ground-scraping speed...
Stuffing all manner of divine artifacts, rare metals, and energy crystals into the spatial rift he had opened himself.
Su Ming had no interest whatsoever in Thor and Hela's "family drama."
His godhood senses had long since locked onto the location of Asgard's greatest treasures.
Everywhere he passed was swept clean.
His haul was even more uninhibited than what he had done on Sakaar.
The Casket of Ancient Winters?
Taken!
The Sorcerer's Eye?
Grabbed!
He even casually weighed that fake Infinity Gauntlet in his hand.
Then curled his lip.
"Pfft, a knockoff."
Still, he put it away. The materials looked decent enough, after all.
Just as he was about to finish his "cleanup work."
A sneaky figure slipped in.
And happened to come face-to-face with him.
It was Loki.
He held a huge, strangely shaped crown in his hands.
His face wore the solemn expression of someone "here on serious business."
But his slightly trembling fingers and instantly clenched buttocks betrayed just how terrified he was inside.
"Uh... hi? What a coincidence..."
Loki forced himself to remain calm.
Unconsciously raising his arms to hug himself.
He tried to force out an elegant smile.
Though it looked worse than crying.
"I... I was entrusted by my brother, Thor the God of Thunder.
To carry out a mission of utmost importance!
Do you see this?
The Flame Giant's crown!
It must be thrown into the Eternal Flame to summon Surtur.
Only then can we fight Hela!
It's part of the plan!
A very serious plan!"
He spoke extremely fast, trying to emphasize how legitimate and important he