Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 42 Oh right, I'm not human!

Loki was spouting a bunch of oaths he thought were perfect high in the sky, and even Zemo next to him was so uncomfortable that he covered his head.

Okay, right, who says villains can't save the world?

Seeing the group of superheroes set off with expressions of impending doom, Loki, who was originally supposed to be following, didn't go with them. Instead, he quietly hid in a corner.

But he didn't go far; instead, he went directly to Baron Zemo, who was preparing to lead a group to test his way to other planets.

"Although I really dislike those superheroes and stupid humans, I don't want to be the king of zombies if all humans turn into zombies."

Loki leaned calmly against the wall, fiddling with the little things he'd casually snatched from Kamar-Taj.

Zemo saw the jewelry worn by countless mages and instantly understood what he was trying to do, but still asked, "How do you plan to persuade them?"

"Persuade them? No, I'll conquer them with my charm!"

As Loki spoke, he casually ran his hand through his hair, thinking it looked incredibly cool.

The antler crown, paired with the green cloak and golden armor, truly added a touch of nobility to this "Third Princess" of the divine realm.

Zemo glanced at the group of human warriors who were fully prepared for battle, and finally nodded.

Well, I wonder what this guy is capable of.

As Loki opened a portal, the two of them unceremoniously boarded the moon.

Space?

Zemo instinctively held his breath, fearing he would be "blasted apart" by the vacuum, but in an instant he suddenly realized—

Uh, it's nothing.

Loki glanced at this ignorant "country bumpkin" with the look he'd given an idiot: "It's just space, what's there to be afraid of?"

Besides, don't think he doesn't know; that strange man gave this guy quite a few magical items. If he really dies, it's his own bad luck.

As for Loki, just kidding. After he destroyed the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard, he drifted in space for a long time. The space environment is nothing to him.

Do you know how valuable the Frost Giants, or rather, the Asgardians, are?

The warship floating in space is, of course, "Temple 1" belonging to a certain purple sweet potato.

"This will be the starting point of my Grand Line!" Loki declared silently.

He would never admit that he had read the information about the Infinity Stones and knew that Thanos had already "caught" his own death, and that the Black Order had also successfully brought about their own demise, which was why he dared to sneak here.

His goal was simple: since such a large warship was just sitting idle in space, he might as well make it his flagship and conquer the universe!

The slingshots of Earth mages greatly shortened the journey, since they could open the door simply by imagining where they had been—it was too easy.

He's the number one mage in the Nine Realms! Could a mere suspension ring possibly be a problem for him?

Of course, before he conquers the universe, he wouldn't mind using this noble prince's chariot to save those foolish humans and his poor brother—

It's just to show off Lord Loki's majesty, nothing more, don't overthink it!

As Loki skillfully wandered around Temple One, he tried to find the control room.

He slammed his fist into the core gate in front of him, smashing the gate into pieces.

Just kidding, the Frost Giant's strength of tens of tons is no joke; it's at least stronger than the little spider.

But this cool move, accompanied by a cloud of dust, choked Zemo, leaving him somewhat disheveled.

As for Loki, he had already cast protective magic on himself long ago.

Why not give Zemoga one?

cut!

Without Zemo's disheveled state, how can one highlight their own elegance and composure?

Just as Loki raised his head high and was about to take a step forward, a familiar roar suddenly came from the darkness, along with countless pairs of scarlet eyes staring at them.

"run."

Without the slightest hesitation, Loki turned and ran.

But out of the "elegance" of the gods, he still reminded those around him.

But when he turned around, he realized that Zemo was no longer by his side.

Looking up, I saw that the other person had already run over a hundred meters.

Holy crap, how can a human run so fast?

Loki easily caught up with the fleeing Zemo, giving him a disdainful look from the gods, and then they listened together to the various roars behind them.

Why are there so many "beasts" in Temple 1? And these beasts are like they've been infected with a zombie virus, their bodies are covered in sores!

Zemo and Loki sped along, turning east and west, and ended up getting lost.

But at this point, there's no time to dwell on those things.

The two deftly pushed open a side door, slipped inside in an instant, and closed the main door behind them, only then managing to calm their racing hearts.

Hearing the roars fading into the distance from the corridor outside the door, the two villains were finally able to relax a little.

"I feel like coming out with you was a terrible idea," Zemo complained.

Loki immediately cast a light spell, illuminating the dark hall as if it were daytime, while simultaneously fumbling for the light switches.

Despite Zemo's sarcastic remarks behind him, he still arrogantly raised his head: "Mortal, you should be grateful. Ten years ago, I would have crushed your neck in one blow."

But that's no reason for you to jump around and bark wildly in front of me.

Well, all I can say is that Loki's temper has changed a bit, but his arrogance remains.

In addition, he did make some mistakes before, but it's not his fault. Who knew this place had become a zombie abode?

He was a little embarrassed at this point. He needed to find something to prove his ability as soon as possible, otherwise he, as a "god", would really lose face.

Loki walked toward the shadows in the distance, and Zemo followed behind, wisely shutting his mouth from complaining.

After all, the person in front of you is a supervillain, not a superhero.

Zemo reluctantly continued to follow Loki, feeling a chill in the air, as if a thousand eyes were watching them.

Loki wasn't that timid; he strode inside, and then—

With a loud "thud," Zemo watched as the light vanished instantly in the depths of darkness, accompanied by a series of "splattering" sounds of flesh being sliced.

Soon, a figure covered in blood walked back to him.

"it's me."

The lighting magic ignited again, illuminating the entire hall.

Zemo stared in astonishment at the enormous control room—though he couldn't understand much of what was inside, he recognized the control levers in front of him.

As for Loki, he was covered in some kind of disgusting bloodstains. He casually patted them off, and there were even clearly visible bite marks on his clothes.

Zemo was so frightened that he took two steps back. He couldn't guarantee that he would survive if the person opposite him turned into a zombie.

Loki rolled his eyes at him, annoyed. "Foolish mortal, how could a great god be invaded by such a tiny virus?"

Zemo didn't believe Loki's forced attempt to put on a brave face.

But he hid in a corner and observed for most of the day, watching as the other person set up all the control devices in front of him—

Although it's unclear how a Protoss could pilot a spaceship, it doesn't matter—

He was relieved to find that the other party had not turned into a mindless zombie.

As for why... well, actually Loki himself was a little flustered just now.

When he was bitten, he recognized who the other person was—the two "couple" with knives.

He thought he was doomed, but when the other person bit him, he suddenly realized a very serious truth!

First of all, he is not a carbon-based life form and does not have real flesh and blood.

He was merely a puppet created from a pile of stones and magical artifacts, not flesh and blood, so there was no reason for him to be infected.

Loki, realizing this, was instantly annoyed. He quickly dispatched the two "finished" generals in front of him before strode out with an air of "dominance."

Of course, he didn't tell Zemo any of this, after all, being chased by a bunch of rabble was too embarrassing.

"Alright, now let me go save the world, and while I'm at it..."

Loki, for some unknown reason, suddenly chuckled, appearing particularly cunning and scheming, but given his face, it wasn't exactly unpleasant.