I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 550 Thor and Loki's Sharp Explosion

However, just as Hawkeye's fingertips were about to release the bowstring and take Felicia's life,

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from outside the laboratory.

That was the thunder that tore through the sky before the storm!

The entire metal frame of the laboratory trembled slightly with the sound of thunder. Dust fell from the walls, creating an atmosphere of extreme oppression.

What was even stranger was that the thunder was so close, it sounded as if it were exploding right above everyone's heads.

As a result, Steve and his group, as well as Skorch and his group, all stopped what they were doing and instinctively looked up.

It was at this very moment that the dull thud of something heavy falling onto a metal surface echoed in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, the ceiling shattered under the strain, scattering metal fragments that flashed silvery arcs of electricity in the darkness.

The next second, a tall and imposing figure descended from the sky, enveloped in blinding blue lightning. Arcs of electricity crackled and leaped around him, illuminating the entire corridor as bright as day.

That was Thor, the strongest member of the original Avengers, who wielded the power of thunder.

A red cloak fell behind him, and residual arcs of electricity still flickered on his silver armor. Mjolnir swung casually in his hand, its hammerhead filled with mysterious runes and surging with the same blue light as his body.

"Oh! I've finally found you!"

But unlike his imposing entrance, Thor's aura vanished instantly after glancing around and confirming he was in the right place with a familiar figure in sight. He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and nodded at Steve and Tony like a kind and honest man.

His voice was as loud as thunder, clear and cheerful like a college student's, without a trace of guile.

"Sorry I'm late. It's all Loki's fault; he insisted he knew the way—"

Before Thor could finish speaking, a dark green figure descended through the hole in the ceiling and landed lightly beside the uninvited guest.

His golden horned helmet gleamed in the arcs of electricity, his dark green cloak billowed in the wind, and he wore his signature gentle smile.

However, after clearly hearing what his brother was muttering, Loki's smile visibly froze for a moment.

Then his fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly as he struggled to produce a small knife and stab Thor in the back, preventing him from ruining his image!

"As you can all guess, Loki was clearly visiting Midgard for the first time. He hadn't even figured out how to use his phone yet, so how could he know the way? He insisted that Justice's route was wrong and led us to circle around the city several times."

Unfortunately, Thor completely failed to notice the change in his younger brother's expression. While continuing his rambling, he strode over to Steve and Tony and gave them a bear hug that almost took their breath away.

"I have to say, the urban layout of your central area is really a mess. Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn—the names are all so hard to pronounce. I said go east, but Loki insisted on going west, and then we flew to what's that called... Staten Island? The seagulls there are pretty fierce; they kept pecking at me."

Tony flipped off his mask, revealing an expression that said, "I don't know where to begin," and raised an eyebrow, asking, "So, the mighty Thor got pecked by a seagull?"

"To correct you, they were pecking at my cloak. But I suspect they originally wanted to peck at Loki's helmet, because it's shiny."

Thor shrugged nonchalantly.

"Anyway, we rushed over as soon as we got Riley's message. He said you guys were here tonight for some activity, and Xiaoyu was here too. So he was a little worried that Xiaoyu might misbehave and not follow instructions, so he asked me to come and keep an eye on her... By the way, speaking of which, where's Xiaoyu?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that the atmosphere around him was a bit off.

Steve looked very grim.

Tony's smile vanished.

No one responded to him.

Thor frowned, about to ask a question.

A hand reached out from the side and tugged at his cloak.

The force was very light.

Thor ignored him and continued, "What's wrong? Why do you all look at me like that? It's impossible for Xiaoyu to do anything under your noses..."

Just then, that hand tugged again.

This time the force was so strong that it tautly pulled Thor's cloak.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of that hand spoke.

It was Loki, but his voice had a slight tremor.

"Stop talking, brother...look over there."

"...Huh? What are you looking at?"

Thor has known Loki for a thousand years.

He had heard Loki speak in all sorts of tones—slick when lying, sharp when angry, frivolous when triumphant, and dejected when defeated—but he had never heard Loki speak in this voice before.

His voice was low and hoarse, tight, as if it were being forced out from deep in his throat.

This made Thor even more curious, and he turned to look at Loki.

At this moment, Loki's face was as white as the permafrost of Jotunheim.

The signature smile of the god of trickery vanished without a trace, his lips pressed tightly into a line.

Those green eyes, which always gleamed with cunning, were now filled with an emotion Thor had never seen on his brother's face.

fear.

"..."

Loki didn't speak. He simply raised his hand slowly and pointed behind Steve and Tony.

Thor looked in that direction.

Xiaoyu was nestled in Felicia's arms, sitting slumped with a pale face.

Her black hair was matted together with blood, and her left arm hung at an unnatural angle. There was a shocking wound on her back, and although Tony's emergency treatment had temporarily stopped the bleeding, the exposed flesh reflected a chilling sheen in the arc of electricity.

It was this scene that caused the color to drain completely from Thor's face in an instant, just like Loki's.

It could even be said that his expression changed faster than Loki's, as if a bucket of white paint had been poured directly over his head.

His lips moved, but no sound came out. Mjolnir slipped directly from his palm, the hammerhead hitting the ground and sending up a string of blue sparks.

……

When Tony later told this story to his daughter as a bedtime story, he described it in this way.

"I've never seen Thor's face so pale in my life. I always thought that the blood of Asgardians was always hot and passionate."

"But at that moment, I felt that his blood might have been completely frozen."

……

Without a doubt, Thor saw something more terrifying than death at that moment.

Having spent so much time with Riley, he knew all too well what would happen to the fiercely protective Riley once he found out about this.

Just imagining the actions his best friend might take made Thor's Adam's apple bob involuntarily.

Then, he slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the laboratory before finally settling on Skorch.

Skorch stood in the corner, holding a double-edged battle axe in his hand, which was stained with a striking crimson.

Very good. Now, even if no one explains anything, Thor knows who did it.

And that is why Thor's last remaining hope was completely shattered.

If it was someone from Midgard who did it, then so be it. After all, Riley is a reasonable person; even if he's angry, he wouldn't involve innocent people...

At least, that was true when the perpetrator's identity had absolutely no connection to Asgard.

But why, of all people, did the Asgardians do it?

Amora!

Skorch!

You two big idiots! What are you trying to do?!

Are you trying to destroy Asgard?!