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A blade-like heel stabbed straight through the skull, pinning a Frost Giant directly against the wall.

As the Frost Giant's corpse stopped twitching, Lilith coldly withdrew her leg, not even sparing the dead monster a glance as she turned and walked away.

This was already the third Frost Giant she had eliminated, but looking up, there were still hundreds or thousands of such formidable opponents remaining. Even with her icy temperament, a hint of anxiety stirred in her heart.

However, the very moment Lilith's attention lapsed, a blade-wielding Chitauri leaped out from the shadows, its weapon aimed directly at her head with an excited, bloodthirsty screech!

Clang!

Just as the Chitauri's blade was about to graze her skin, its body froze rigidly in mid-air as if caught in a block of ice.

"Watch your back," Tornado muttered with a frown, floating over from a distance and complaining with a slight gasp of breath.

Without wasting words on the Chitauri held captive by her psychokinesis, Tornado opened her palm, aimed at the alien, and clenched her fist tightly, crushing the creature into a mangled pulp of flesh and blood in mid-air.

Even all of its blood was contained within the telekinetic barrier, without a single drop spilling outward.

"Hey, hey, can the likes of us really stop an enemy of this scale?" Xiao Hei's figure descended from above, her black and white dual blades already stained with blood, clearly having just emerged from a fierce battle.

"Hard to say... This time is even more dangerous than the previous Hydra invasion, yet our available combat power is actually less." Tornado shook her head, feeling pessimistic about the outcome of this war.

Although they had all been briefed by Joss regarding Loki, the Avengers members had suffered such a massive disruption at the crucial moment that the outcome of this battle was indeed unpredictable.

"In any case, let's be careful ourselves. As Joss said, prioritize self-preservation and act within our limits." Lilith sighed as she looked at the gigantic leviathan in the sky, deciding to drop the subject.

The three exchanged glances, nodded in acknowledgment, and once again separated to take action on their own.

***

Loki's gaze toward the city grew increasingly icy. He realized that the man who had joined the Avengers not long ago, a human named Joss, seemed to be single-handedly altering the course of this war.

No matter what the battlefield was like, wherever he appeared, the tide of battle would inevitably turn in their favor.

Although it was always accompanied by one or more superheroes breaking character in bizarre ways, he had to admit that the help Joss provided, ridiculous as it looked, had overwhelmingly powerful actual effects.

Had Loki ever read Dragon Ball versus Dr. Slump, he would have known the industry golden rule: "Never fight a gag manga character." Unfortunately, he knew no such thing, so he could only stare blankly at the scene before him.

"Hmph, whatever. Even if you win these minor skirmishes, you cannot prevent the city from meeting its doom."

Pushing his nearly dropped jaw back into place, Loki simply chose to ignore the headache-inducing combat reports.

Whether it was S.I.H.E.L.D., the Avengers, or other extraordinary individuals, no matter how hard they tried, the numerical disadvantage was ultimately insurmountable.

The saying "out of reach" wasn't just empty talk. As long as the battle dragged on, before the Chitauri and Frost Giants could be completely wiped out, the city would inevitably be destroyed first.

As for Earth, Loki only wished to conquer it to make up for the regret of never being able to claim the throne of Asgard.

Yet now, the forces at his disposal no longer consisted merely of the foot soldiers Thanos had provided; even the Frost Giants had entered his chessboard. The buried ambition naturally stirred to life once again.

After all, two of the six Infinity Stones were already in his hands by this moment, and using them to make bigger moves did not seem entirely out of the question.

Although the Chitauri were not only his invading army for Earth but also watchers sent by Thanos to monitor his every move—meaning he ordinarily could not act too freely—introducing the Frost Giants to the battlefield changed everything. These creatures might not be overwhelmingly powerful, but when it came to causing trouble for the Chitauri... they were far too efficient.

"Since that's the case, I cannot allow a variable like you to remain. Let me go and deal with you personally."

Loki's gaze locked onto Joss, a small dagger spinning rapidly between his fingers. With a gentle tap of his scepter, ripples of energy radiated outward!

"Loki, what on earth are you trying to do?" Suddenly, Thor's voice rang out behind Loki, startling him momentarily before a sneer spread across his face.

He was startled because he couldn't figure out how the other party had tracked him down, but he sneered because the newcomer was none other than his half-witted brother—a fool who could be easily deceived.

In a fraction of a second, Loki formulated a brilliant scheme to trap and kill Thor, turning around with a smile on his lips, "Brother, it has been so long... What the actual hell, who are you?!"

Turning around, Loki found standing behind him a spherical, golden-haired biological entity clad in Asgardian attire.

The tunic, originally tailored for a burly warrior, was stretched to the absolute verge of bursting. Layers of chins—five deep—were embedded with countless crispy crumbs of golden-brown fried chicken, and as this sphere walked—or rather, wriggled—countless breadcrumbs continuously showered onto the floor.

In its hands, the creature gripped a giant bottle of cola in one arm and held a whole roasted chicken in the other, continuously eating as it slithered forward toward him.

Staring fixedly at this writhing mass of flesh, Loki pushed his Frost Giant vision to its absolute limits. After a thorough and painstaking search, he finally spotted a somewhat familiar hammer buried deep within the creature's thick abdominal fat folds.

Connecting this to the voice he had just heard and the attitude toward him, even though his mind utterly failed to comprehend how someone could transform like this after merely two months apart, he was forced to believe that this meatball-shaped entity truly was his brother!

"I'm telling you, messing around like this simply won't work. If we return to Asgard, Father is definitely going to punish you, you know?" Thor lectured earnestly, his tone dripping with deep concern.

Loki, who was still in shock, instantly grew irritated upon hearing this. He sneered, "Father? That has nothing to do with me anymore. Don't you even know what I truly am?"

"You actually found out?!" Thor exclaimed in shock, hurriedly taking two gulps of cola to calm his nerves.

"Enough of this nonsense! Come on, today I will kill the old man's son and show him who the strongest truly is!" Without waiting for the echo to fade, Loki charged at Thor with his dagger drawn!