On the roof, President Loki screamed as he noticed the air distorting and scrambled for cover.
Classic Loki's scalp prickled with fear. Without hesitation, he conjured a green magical barrier with both hands to block the flames.
Both Loki understood one thing: to be burned by those flames meant instant death.
The surface temperature of the sun is 5,500 degrees Celsius - enough to vaporize human flesh. But Russell's flames, fueled by his flame blood, were even hotter: a searing 7,000 degrees. At that moment, it was as if a miniature sun had appeared on the roof.
But the next moment, instead of expanding, the sun collapsed inward.
Russell was using his ability to compress the flame. While the original Pyro could barely raise the temperature a few hundred degrees, Russell took it to the next level.
The temperature skyrocketed to nearly 10,000 degrees, and the color of the flame changed to blue-white. At that temperature, even steel would vaporize instantly.
A second later, the sun was extinguished.
Nothing remained but the floating Reality Stone.
Russell, who had been moving nimbly, shot out magic spider silk to pull himself back to the roof.
President Loki ran toward him with a flattering smile. But before he could speak, Russell's dagger pierced his heart.
President Loki stared in shock, but his hand shot out at Russell in retaliation. Undeterred, Russell slashed the dagger to the side, severing Loki's left arm and shoulder.
"You are not Loki," Classic Loki said, his face grim. "You are possessed!"
The flames had destroyed Cassandra's body, but her spirit had escaped and possessed President Loki.
The possessed Loki grinned maliciously. "You can't kill me, Russell!"
"Is that so?" Russell asked, smiling calmly. "You're waiting for Alioth, but have you asked yourself what I'm waiting for?"
Cassandra frowned, unsure of his meaning.
Russell's smile widened. "Looks like you're not as smart as you think. That whole 'three seconds to kill you' thing? A bluff. I wanted you to waste time, not escape. Otherwise, I'd have a much harder time dealing with you."
The realization dawned on Cassandra and she screamed, "Impossible! I'm not dead yet!"
Russell's grin turned cold. "Half of you is already gone."
At that moment, a notification sounded in his mind.
[Entry Plundering has been completed!]
[Mutant Ability - Mind Power (Incomplete) -Powerful telekinesis, mental projection, possession, cellular repair, and more.]
Russell unleashed his mind power, targeting Loki's brain and completely sealing Cassandra's mind inside. Without the ability to leave the host body, she would die with it.
Loki panicked. Cassandra tried to escape, but Russell's mind power was too strong, especially after it merged with the part she'd lost earlier. She was trapped. There was no way out.
"Any last words?" Russell asked, staring into Loki's eyes as if he saw Cassandra's twisted face inside.
Cassandra smiled as blood spilled from her mouth. "Death is only eternal sleep for me. But you, my successor," she cackled madly, "I curse you to never know peace. I'll haunt your mind every midnight. You'll be the next me!"
Russell looked unimpressed. "Is that so?" His smile turned mocking. "Haven't you noticed that my mental power lacks madness?"
Cassandra froze, then focused, only to realize that he was right.
Her grin faded, replaced by anger. "No! How could you give up madness? This world is cruel and boring! Only madness..."
~Snap!~
Russell crushed Loki's neck, cutting her off in the middle of her rant. He muttered, "Too loud. You talk too much."
With Cassandra taken care of, Russell turned his gaze forward.
Old Loki had moved to the edge of the building, facing the approaching Alioth with a smile.
"I'm not running away this time," he declared. "Let's go, Thor. Staying here is my glorious mission!"
Green light erupted from Old Loki's hands, growing brighter as it rose into the sky.
Boom!
The golden halls of Asgard materialized, perfectly recreated. Thunder mingled with the magic, summoned by Classic Loki's memories of his home.
Russell sighed as he watched. Seeing it on the screen was nothing compared to experiencing it firsthand.
Old Loki had spent a lifetime wandering, but his heart had always longed for home. And now he stood as if he were truly in Asgard.
But...
Russell's gaze shifted to the enraged Alioth, who failed to swallow the illusion of Asgard. He muttered, "I don't like tragic endings."
As he spoke, a portal opened beneath his feet. Russell fell through as two purple magical spider silks shot out and caught classic Loki.
Classic Loki let out a startled "Ah!" as he was pulled into the portal, Reality Stone in hand.
The portal closed just as Alioth devoured the place where they'd been standing. Only his furious roar echoed through the ruins.
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