AI Model: gemini-2.5-flash
Buzz!
In the distance, a rainbow light pillar connected heaven and Earth, with a diameter of a hundred meters.
As the light faded, mysterious patterns were imprinted on the ground.
"My foolish brother, I've come for you!"
A tall, silver-armored figure stepped out, followed by thousands of fierce Frost Giants warriors, each holding weapons made of solid ice.
A cold tide spread, and the temperature between heaven and Earth instantly plummeted.
One second it was late summer and early autumn, the next it felt like the depths of a harsh winter.
"So cold…"
Jane and Daisy couldn't help but shiver, "What's happening?"
"Loki… and the Frost Giants army?"
Ron raised an eyebrow as his x-ray vision penetrated hundreds of meters of obstacles, seeing the scene outside the Base.
It seemed his actions had caused a small change.
"Najia, take them out of here. Tell the hovering spacecraft around to pick you up."
Ron ordered.
"Spacecraft?"
Daisy was shocked, "You have spacecraft too?"
In fact, Ron and Najia had arrived by spacecraft.
Najia called into her earpiece, and a massive, nearly hundred-meter-wide disc-shaped spacecraft, removing its optical invisibility, appeared above the Base.
It slowly descended, and the hatch opened.
The three gasped in surprise, feeling even more like they were in a sci-fi movie.
"Are you really not an alien?" Jane stared blankly at Ron, unable to help but ask.
"Go on up, this is no longer something you can get involved in."
He reminded them.
"What happened?"
Inside the meteorite crater, Daisy looked in the direction Ron was staring, but saw nothing, which greatly disappointed her.
Najia led the three onto the spacecraft, and it took off.
A Frost Giants leader formed an ice spear in his hand, which shot through the air towards the spacecraft, but halfway there, a heat ray evaporated it.
Watching the spacecraft fly away, Ron stood in place, hands behind his back.
"Thor, your brother has come for you."
"Really, Loki has come to take me back?"
Thor, who had also seen the Bifrost Bridge, stood up, looking at the distant sky, a glimmer of light returning to his eyes.
"No, he's probably here to kill you.
Unless he brought thousands of Frost Giants to throw a welcome party for you."
He glanced sideways, saying.
"How could he be involved with the Frost Giants?"
Thor was shocked, unable to believe it.
"Wait a minute, something's not right," he suddenly realized, "How do you know my brother, and the Frost Giants?"
"But you, Midgardian, you should flee quickly. Even with my divine power, I cannot contend with thousands of Frost Giants!"
Seeing Ron not answer, Thor worriedly advised him.
Even if this mortal in front of him had some minor abilities, he wouldn't be a match for a God and thousands of Frost Giants.
"Go, Midgard is before your eyes."
Loki, wearing the Destroyer Armor, pointed a finger.
After more than a thousand years, stepping on this land again, thousands of Frost Giants charged wildly, roaring towards the distant Old Bridge Town.
"Take it! Let it be the first territory our Ice Clan occupies in Midgard!"
Whoosh!
Sensing Thor's direction, Loki manipulated the Destroyer Armor to the front of the Base, opened its helmet, and sprayed a thick column of flame towards the center of the Base, burning and incinerating everything in its path. Barbed wire, scaffolding, and other steel structures were all melted into molten iron.
Ron flew into the air, casually lifting Thor.
"Thank you, Midgardian." Looking at the Base burning like a sea of fire below, Thor looked up with a hint of gratitude, his current body unable to withstand the intense flames.
"May I know your name?"
After experiencing powerlessness and despair he had never known, his proud and arrogant mindset had changed considerably.
Of course, his nature was not bad to begin with; he didn't even get angry after being hit by a car twice, let alone how bad a simple-minded person could be.
"My name is Ron." Looking at Thor, whom he was holding, he said, "Thor, do you want to regain your power?"
"Of course." He had been yearning for it to the point of madness.
"Let me give you a hand."
Ron suddenly hurled Thor towards Loki, a hundred meters away.
Bang!
For the first time, Thor flew without his hammer, and he broke through several times the speed of sound.
Loki, who was controlling the towering Destroyer, didn't even have time to react before he was struck hard in the chest, thrown backward by an unimaginable force, skimming across the ground, the surrounding scenery rapidly receding. He flew over a hundred meters, carving a wave of Earth on the ground.
The armor's chest was heavily dented, and the shock caused Loki inside the armor to spit out blood. He looked up in astonishment at Ron in the sky.
"Impossible, how can such a powerful being exist in weak Midgard!"
"A frog in a well."
Ron slowly said, "Don't assume you know everything."
Earth, as the setting for the story, hides many powerful beings.
The Bifrost Bridge imprint, the flames, and the deep trench—he looked at the ruined surroundings and turned back.
"You ruined my natural turf, how do you plan to compensate me?"
"Who do you think you are? How dare you look down on me, a God!"
Angered by that condescending gaze, the furious Loki rose. He was the God; the one being looked down upon should be Ron.
Suddenly, a body fell from the armor to the ground, catching his attention.
"I didn't intend to kill you so easily, Thor."
"Thank him. At least you went to the underworld without experiencing any pain."
He grabbed Thor, whose chest was a bloody mess and whose life was unknown, with one hand. His eyes were complex, and he said coldly as he threw the body a dozen meters away.
"Oh no, Frost Giants are invading Midgard!" "Is that Thor who was thrown away by the Destroyer?"
Buzz!
Another Bifrost Bridge descended in the distance. The Warriors Three and Sif had just appeared, overwhelmed by the situation before them, and the next second, they witnessed a shocking scene.
"Since you won't answer, I'll take your life as compensation."
Disappearing instantly from his spot with speed invisible to the naked eye, Ron arrived before the Destroyer and delivered an uppercut. A surging blast of air exploded and rolled for over a hundred meters, like a hurricane passing through.
Clang!
The Destroyer, famous throughout the Nine Realms, had its chin dented and shot up into the sky at a speed like a falling meteor. Its high speed even caused friction with the air, creating flames, and in a flash, it reached a thousand meters in altitude.
"Is that really the Destroyer? Or is it someone wearing it?"
Sif's eyes showed a hint of shock as she shielded herself from the strong wind, and The Warriors Three behind her were even more astonished.
"No…"
Loki struggled to adjust his posture, but the surrounding air seemed to have solidified, compressed into steel, making it difficult for him to move.
Bang!
Breaking the sound barrier, Ron instantly caught up and delivered another punch, sending it soaring higher again.
Ron's eyes were cold. In an instant, he reached an altitude of tens of miles, looking at the rapidly approaching silver figure below. He slowly raised his fist, immense power condensing within his steel-like body, and then savagely threw a punch downwards.
Rumble!
The sky exploded, the roar like thunder, and visible shockwaves spread, covering an area larger than Old Bridge Town.
If this strike had landed on the ground, most of the houses in the entire town would have been toppled, and everyone would have been killed by the shockwave.
The massive armor, flying rapidly upwards, instantly stopped. The world seemed to pause for a moment, everything frozen.
Bang, bang, bang!
The next second, as movement resumed, Loki, wearing the Destroyer, broke through the sound barrier repeatedly, turning into a silver streak of light and smashing into the ground at an even faster speed.
The ground trembled for tens of miles.
Huge chunks of Earth were thrown into the sky, a tsunami-like wave of soil was unleashed, and a deep crater, half a mile in diameter, was smashed into the ground.
The resulting super typhoon swept across the land. The thousands of Frost Giants charging towards Old Bridge Town, their massive bodies seemingly an illusion, were swept dozens of meters away like straw, crashing heavily to the ground, dazed and suffering injuries of varying severity.
Sif and The Warriors Three, though far away, were also uncontrollably blown away.
At the bottom of the enormous, dark pit, the Destroyer Armor lay in pieces. Loki, his eyes vacant and body covered in blood, lay at the bottom of the pit, completely lost in confusion.
"God? Pathetically weak!"
Slowly descending, standing in the void, Ron crossed his arms and let out a disdainful chuckle.
The Destroyer Armor—Odin wore it in the comics to fight the Celestials, but this armor showed no such potential.
Even though Loki was wearing the armor this time, instead of the original plot where he remotely controlled it to act on its own, increasing its power several times, it was still too weak.
"Oh my God, is this really not a movie playing?"
The spacecraft floated high in the sky, and a projection displayed the situation on the ground.
Jane and the others were initially terrified by the thousands of Frost Giants army, but later they were utterly shocked and awestruck by the abilities and strength Ron displayed.
They couldn't believe that the enormous scar on the ground, a deep crater seemingly caused by a sky-piercing giant's punch, was created by Ron.
Crack!
Suddenly, a fierce wind blew, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning struck.
"Loki!"
Thor, who had already become a 'corpse,' extended one hand and caught Mjolnir, which flew out of the sea of fire. His tattered clothes were replaced by dignified armor, and his red cape fluttered in the wind. His expression solemn, he flew high into the sky, bathed in lightning.
He shouted, holding the divine hammer that gathered lightning, looking like Thor descended to deliver judgment.
It was just… that pink, girly heart-shaped hammer, raised high and gathering lightning, felt a little out of place.
Ron gave him a strange look.
Thor was protected by his father; Odin wouldn't just watch his son die for the sake of honing him.
Thor's divine power was fully restored, and he was back to full health, but the Loki he was shouting at was already at the bottom of the pit. For a moment, he felt awkward, unsure whether to unleash this lightning-infused strike or not.
Would one strike send his brother away?
Suddenly, Ron's gaze swept to a certain empty spot on the ground: "Illusions can deceive eyes and ears, but unfortunately, you cannot hide your mind."
He clenched his fist, and surging energy erupted, an Impact spreading across the ground.
A green light flashed, and Loki, whose hidden form was forced out, appeared. His clothes were torn, he limped miserably, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a unique horn, about to blow it.
"lulamenna horn."
Thor's face changed drastically when he saw the horn, and he said furiously.
"Loki, how dare you steal it from father's treasury!"
Odin's treasury contained many fakes, but also many dangerous genuine artifacts, and the lulamenna horn was one of them.
"lulamenna horn?"
Ron recalled.
In the comics, it was a magic horn in the Heavenly Palace treasury that could summon Mídgarðsormr, Jormungandr's sister. Thor and Loki couldn't defeat her even together, and Odin himself had to appear to subdue her.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The low horn sounded.
On the ground, a massive cloud covering several miles gathered and appeared. A pair of emerald green eyes, like lighthouse beams, opened, and a colossal figure appeared faintly.
"It's over…"
Thor cried out in terror.
Ron wasn't slow to react; he deliberately didn't stop it.
Whoosh!
Ron instantly appeared beside Loki, grabbing him by the neck, a playful glint in his eyes.
"When a child causes big trouble, isn't it time for My Lord to wake up and clean up the mess?"