Escaping Alive, Malekith Turns on Him

"Wh... what?" God of Mischief Loki asked somewhat blankly.

Crack, snap Algrim twisted his thick neck and slowly raised his right fist.

"I said... back away!"

The muscles on his arms bulged like hills, and his arm girth doubled instantly.

"Watch that pretty little face of yours, kid," he said with a grimace. "I promised Lord Malekith that I'd bring you to him completely unharmed!"

"You..." God of Mischief Loki's expression changed drastically. After reacting, he immediately turned and fled frantically toward the rear.

Immediately afterward, the veins on Algrim's neck bulged, and he shouted angrily, "Break... for me!!!"

The giant fist, carrying a fierce gale, slammed into the transparent Magic barrier like a cannonball.

Boom!

Crack!

The extremely sturdy Magic barrier didn't even hold out for a single second before Algrim shattered it with a single punch.

A large number of irregular Magic barrier fragments shot wildly into the cell like scattered flowers.

"Motherfucker!" God of Mischief Loki cursed anxiously, reaching out to grab the stone bed in the corner as his skin instantly turned cyan...

"Rise... for me!!!"

The stone bed stood up with a bang, and God of Mischief Loki hid behind the stone bed with a swish.

Bang, bang, smash, smash

A moment later, God of Mischief Loki cautiously drilled out from behind the stone bed, and seeing the stone bed that had been shaved in half, his expression turned exceptionally ugly.

He suddenly turned around, looked fiercely at Algrim outside the cell, and roared with wrath, "Fuck you! You Dark Elf scum, you almost killed me just now!"

Hearing this, Algrim's expression turned furious, and he stepped into the cell.

Creak!

The barrier fragments scattered at the cell door were ground into powder by a single step.

Algrim's dual pupils flashed with an extremely icy