Paladins of Asgard

"It's... gunshots!" Donald said in surprise.

"I'll go take a look," Loki said, then turned and left.

After a while, he came to the place where the gunshots sounded, and saw a wounded bald man, holding a gun, staggering towards this side, as if escaping from something.

Under the dim sunset, the bald man did not see Loki immediately.

But when he saw a figure in front of him, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

The bullet hit Loki in the face and bounced off, leaving Loki unscathed.

The bald man suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief, and then fired several shots in succession, but the result was the same, unable to hurt Loki at all.

"You..." he said weakly, then fell to the ground.

The wound on his chest pushed his body to the limit, and this mysterious, invulnerable man made him despair in his heart.

At this time, a team of police appeared not far away, apparently chasing the bald man.

Loki thought for a while, then cast a blindfold to hide himself and the bald man.

This spell is not profound, but the human police obviously have no way to see through it. They wandered around for a long time and found nothing, despite the fact that the bald man was not far from them.

"Damn, what's going on, how did the bloodstain suddenly disappear here!" The policemen yelled.

"Yeah, it's hard for this guy to fly and suddenly disappear." The police circled around the bald man who was close at hand, as if blind.

The same goes for the accompanying police dog, who can't find it after smelling it.

The bald man was still conscious, and he was even more shocked to see this scene. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Loki: "You... Who are you..."

"I'm not human." Loki crouched down with a slight smile.

"I am God."

"God... can you save me?" the bald man tried to say.

Loki: "Tell me who you are first."

The bald man first took a breath: "Shouldn't God be omniscient?"

Loki hesitated: "..."

But the bald man just asked casually, he didn't mean to be serious, and he didn't have time to be serious: "I, my name is Carl, Carl Creel, I am... a fugitive. Will you save me, merciful God ."

"Be my servant," said Loki.

"Okay, I am willing to be loyal to you." Carl said quickly, breathing quickly.

Loki then turned his five fingers, and a faint light condensed in the palm of his hand, exuding strange fluctuations, and then merged into Carl's body in a flash.

"Ah!" Carlton screamed, as if suffering unprecedented pain.

In fact it is. Even though he was seriously injured and almost lost the strength to lift his head, the pain still made him twitch violently.

"The process will be a little painful," Loki said.

He didn't tell the truth.

What he just cast is not some kind of healing magic, but a very high-risk black magic.

The person who accepts this kind of magic will first suffer an indescribable extreme pain, and the description on the magic book is "compared with this kind of pain, women's childbirth is like a happy game".

After the extreme pain, more than 70% of the recipients may die directly, and less than 30% may be reborn, gain some abilities, and heal their injuries incidentally.

Loki has just learned this magic, so can't wait to try it out.

Carl's pain lasted about two minutes, then subsided.

Loki can clearly see,

As the pain subsides, Carl's injuries are recovering quickly. Apparently, the magic worked.

He couldn't help but smile: "Good luck."

Carl gasped, the pain just now made him linger, and it could be said that life was better than death.

He even developed a bit of resentment towards Loki for this, but after all, he was cured after all, and it was impossible for him to fight against Loki.

Therefore, after recovering from the injury, Carl honestly knelt on the ground: "Master."

Loki nodded slightly: "Try your new ability."

"What?" Carl was a little confused.

"Don't you feel like you have something extra?" said Loki.

Carl frowned slightly, he did feel some changes in his body.

"The instinct to obey the power." Loki pointed.

Carl closed his eyes, looking for some kind of instinct that emerged from the depths of his heart.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and was shocked to discover that his body had turned into a body of steel, exuding a silvery metallic luster!

"This!" Karl couldn't believe it.

Loki saw clearly and explained: "Your body can now absorb foreign substances and convert the whole body into the same material. Look at your current body, is it the same material as the pistol?"

Carl looked down and did notice that the material of his body was the material of the pistol in his hand.

He was extremely pleasantly surprised. He never thought that he would be blessed by misfortune and gain such a powerful power.

"Thank you, my lord!" Carl said.

Loki smiled: "Okay, come with me, there is something you need to do."

"Yes."

Loki took Carl back the same way.

"Who is he?" Rowe asked casually.

"I saved an injured person." Loki said, "Let him be responsible for driving next. We can eat, drink and have fun."

Donald, who was pitching the tent, froze when he heard the words, and then sighed.

"You should be able to drive, right? But it doesn't matter if you can't." Loki said, looking at Carl.

Whether it's him, Rowe, or Carl now, he doesn't need to worry about a car accident, so even if Carl doesn't know how to drive, it's not a big problem, just practice.

With the driver, Rowe and Rocky are more leisurely, driving slowly every day, watching Donald walk toward the faraway state of New Mexico.

Three months have passed.

"We have entered New Mexico, and we can reach our destination soon." Rocky said with his legs crossed.

Looking at the street sign with "New Mexico" written in front of him, Donald couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's finally coming to an end.

The journey of several months made him feel as if he had traveled a lifetime.

At least, his original shoes have indeed gone through a lifetime and come to an end.

Now he was wearing indestructible light-cast sneakers, which was another miracle of the sun god.

Maybe it was because he felt that he had done a little too much a while ago, and when he was about to arrive at his destination, Loki decided to improve Donald's view of himself.

"Brother, try this, my treasure for many years." Loki took out a bottle of wine and handed it to Donald kindly.

"No, I'm still a high school student." Donald refused.

"Okay, let's drink it when we get there." Loki put the bottle in the car, "You'll thank me, I haven't shared this with anyone yet."