Marvel: I'm just the Supreme Master's sidekick.

Chapter 92 I'm getting my hands on that head.

Two bolts of lightning struck Qin Wuying directly on the head.

The moment they came into contact with the ice that was freezing Qin Wuying, they unleashed tremendous energy.

Clearly, freezing Qin Wuying with frost vines wasn't just to immobilize him—

It appears that the ice in Jotunheim can react with other elements.

The condition for the combined reaction was precisely the powerful magic possessed by King Laufey.

Witchcraft is the best catalyst for this reaction.

The lightning collided with the ice, instantly unleashing a blinding flash of light and a shockwave.

Even the sturdy Frost Giants present were no match for the onslaught and were all swept away from the temple.

Laufey couldn't help but cover his eyes with one arm.

To be honest, he rarely used witchcraft in his daily life, even during the war with the Asgardian gods.

After all, the main advantage of the Frost Giants lies in their physical strength and durability.

He used a killer move he hadn't used in a long time, and he was still somewhat unsure of himself.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Qin Wuying's agonizing screams echoed from the energy-shrouded space.

Laufey's lips curled into a smirk; it seemed he had succeeded.

First, freeze the enemy into a giant block of ice, then unleash a powerful special lightning attack—

The enemy will be reduced to ashes.

Moreover, these two lightning bolts were infused with magical power, so there was no need to worry about the enemy using protective spells or anything like that.

"A second-rate mage like you ultimately relies on the power of others; I am the true master."

The thought of how Qin Wuying suffered in the last few seconds before his death made Lao Fei unable to help but mock him.

He had also heard of the mages of Midgard and knew that most mages relied on contracts to access the power of the gods.

Soon after, the intense light and energy dissipated, leaving the scene in a mess.

A burnt smell filled the air; the throne was shattered into pieces, with fragments scattered all over the ground.

Frost giants lay scattered on the ground, having not been blown outside;

Various weapons were scattered all over the ground, far away from their owners;

Near the throne, one could vaguely see the black residue of burning—a pile of ashes.

"Hahahaha! Someone as arrogant as you deserves to end up like this."

Laufey picked up the clump of ashes, held it in his hand, and laughed wildly in celebration.

He was certain that these ashes were the only thing Qin Wuying had left in the world.

"Yes, perhaps my final fate will be nothing more than inorganic matter, but not now."

Upon hearing this, Laufey turned around in shock.

Qin Wuying stood there unharmed from head to toe.

"Impossible... Even the most sturdy throne was destroyed; you are merely a physical body..."

The current situation was beyond Laufey's comprehension.

From a structural standpoint, the mere humans of Middelgard are not as sturdy as his throne;

From a magical perspective, the sorcery he infused was so powerful that it could destroy most of the world's defenses.

"Fine, I'll let you die knowing why, so you won't be confused."

Qin Wuying smiled and spread out two bright blue magic circles with his hands—magic circles of spatial power.

Seeing this, Laufey hurriedly activated the magic within his body, casting a protective spell on himself.

"Listen carefully, your witchcraft is used to control the energy in the weather, isn't it?"

"So what if it is? What's it to you?"

"It's very important, because I stole this witchcraft in just a few seconds."

After speaking, the magic array in Qin Wuying's hand rapidly opened, accompanied by bursts of lightning and frost.

"What?! You can use my abilities? Impossible!"

Laufey could no longer stand. He spread his arms wide, trying his best to feel the energy in Qin Wuying's hand—

He wanted to claim the two unfolded magic arrays for himself.

What does it mean to take something for oneself? Laufey thought to himself, that was clearly his own ability to begin with!

However, no matter how he called out or exerted his strength, the magic array in Qin Wuying's hand did not move an inch.

"Alright, now that you understand, you should go and die."

Qin Wuying frowned and aimed the magic array's attack at Lao Fei's head.

Then, starting from the very bottom of his calves, the king of the frost giants gradually began to freeze.

"Frozen? I'm an ice giant!" Laufey struggled to break free, but found it was no use.

"Because it's not real ice, do you think I'm that stupid?"

Laufee looked down and observed carefully for a few seconds before realizing that all of these "ices" were made of pure energy.

"Wait... what are you trying to do? This fake ice won't achieve the same effect as mine!"

"Of course not, I didn't want that kind of effect."

"What?!" Laufey encountered a situation he couldn't understand at all once again.

"All I need to do is freeze you in place, and then, in the instant of the lightning strike, I'll tear you into pieces."

It sounds a bit bizarre, but Qin Wuying has killed so many people that he's gotten used to it.

When he first came into this world, he hesitated, unwilling to harm any living being.

But after learning about the crimes committed by some of his enemies, he felt that even if these people died hundreds of times, it wouldn't be enough.

Qin Wuying closed his eyes and focused on channeling his energy. He could feel the storm in the atmosphere responding to his call.

"Bang--!"

However, at that moment, a loud clanging of metal came from outside the temple.

This interrupted Qin Wuying's spellcasting. He turned around impatiently, only to find an uninvited guest had arrived.

Laufey also raised his head and looked behind Qin Wuying.

Suddenly, a robot with a height and long arms, made entirely of a special metal, came into view.

Qin Wuying recognized the robot's identity at a glance—the Destroyer.

Odin created this creature specifically to deal with the frost giants of Jotunheim.

How did it end up here out of nowhere?

"Hey, excuse me for interrupting your battle." Loki, wielding the Spear of Eternity, leaped out from behind the Destroyer.

"What are you doing here?" Laufey, who wasn't completely frozen, gritted his teeth.

"However, only I can take your life." Loki smiled sinisterly.

When he was possessed by the God of Stories, a memory that did not exist before was implanted into him.

In that memory, it was he who sent Qin Wuying to cause trouble for Lao Fei.

When he came to his senses, he realized that what he had done was a huge problem.

If Qin Wuying kills Lao Fei, then I will lose the opportunity to prove myself by killing Lao Fei in front of my mother.

To go further, he has one less thing to prove he deserves to be the King of Asgard.

"Oh dear, is a patricide about to unfold here, Loki Rafferson?"

Qin Wuying spoke in a teasing tone, turning his gaze to Loki.

"What are you talking about...? How did you know..." Loki shook his head in despair; this was a secret he had never wanted anyone to know.

"Alright," Qin Wuying waved his hand, "I'm taking this kill today."

After saying that, he ignored Laufey and Loki's reactions and began casting spells on his own.