At the mouth of an alley off the street, Zarathos watched Loki's phantom dissipate, and a mocking smile immediately spread across his face.
He had thought Loki had some real ability, but after all that, he couldn't even withstand a single lash.
Of course, he wasn't worried that he had scared Loki off, either.
From the moment he attacked, his psychic power had enveloped Loki's Territory. No matter where Loki ran, the instant he appeared, Zarathos could lock onto his location.
In fact, his earlier display had partly been intended to force Loki out of hiding.
Just as he was considering whether to use a few more tricks to keep pressuring Loki into showing himself, he suddenly sensed a figure charging out from the center of the area.
Seeing Loki's familiar appearance, Zarathos immediately smiled, anticipation filling his expression.
"You finally showed yourself. I thought you'd already run away."
Zarathos watched Loki approach, his voice dripping with mockery.
Loki ignored his attitude. The moment he saw Zarathos, he locked onto him, the Mind Stone appearing in his hand as he shouted fiercely, "In the name of a god, I sentence you to death!"
As his words fell, dark clouds instantly blanketed the sky, and terrifying lightning serpents writhed through them.
A second later, as though sensing something, the lightning serpents tore through the clouds and struck down toward Zarathos.
Rumble!
Terrifying thunder resounded all around, like the heavens roaring in fury. Silver-white light instantly illuminated the darkness, making the descending lightning serpents look even more fearsome.
At the sight, Zarathos frowned and instinctively prepared to resist.
Though the lightning serpents before him were terrifying, he didn't consider them a threat.
But just as he was about to act, he seemed to notice something and abruptly stopped. He simply stood there,