A faint voice echoed, with no human figures visible, yet it felt more chilling.
Loki's smug smile instantly froze, his expression like he'd swallowed a fly, wanting to curse.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Now, some shameless opportunist wanted to reap the benefits. How utterly shameless.
However, daring to set their sights on him, the God of Mischief, was like lighting a lamp in a latrine – seeking death.
He was no pushover; no one in this world could manipulate him.
Hearing the voice, Raven Huginn's scalp tingled, his mind buzzing.
It was Ji Mo, that scoundrel had returned with a feint!
No.
This was a conspiracy, all orchestrated by that Ji fellow.
On the surface, it was presented as a gift to the Qian family, but its true purpose was to be bait, to lure a bigger fish.
This guy was truly insidious, cunning, and malicious, his mind a cesspool of wicked schemes!
Huginn's heart was a whirlwind of emotions. He thought he was playing on the third level, but clearly, Ji Mo had already calculated up to the fifth.
Indeed, an old saying from the East held true: one cannot judge a book by its cover. He never expected Ji Mo, with his thick eyebrows, big eyes, and honest demeanor, to be so wicked at heart.
"Lord Loki, be careful! This is Ji Mo, the one who chased Hades, the King of the Underworld, like a dog."
Huginn sent a mental message, warning Loki.
Loki, always arrogant, must not underestimate the enemy and fall prey to Ji Mo's schemes.
However, Loki remained motionless, as steady as an old dog.
No, steadier than an old dog, not even a breath out of place.
Huginn sensed something was amiss and cursed inwardly.
The Loki before him was a decoy, meant to deceive the opponent. His true self was either hiding or had already fled.
Truly worthy of being the God of Mischief, so incredibly clever!
Fleeing without even taking me along, doesn't your conscience ache?
"Didn't fall for it?"
Loki hadn't actually fled. Instead, he'd left a decoy to lure the opponent into making a move, allowing him to launch a sneak attack and turn the tables.
But the other party showed no intention of attacking.
Was it caution, or had they seen through his trick?
"Curly, stop hiding in the corner. Hand over the Tuina diagram obediently, and I might spare you."
That voice spoke again, clearly having seen through Loki's ploy.
Ordinary invisibility techniques were almost ineffective against him; he could see through them at a glance.
Only Hades, empowered by the Helm of Darkness, could momentarily evade his sight and escape his grasp.
The newcomer was naturally Ji Hanhan.
He wasn't as clever as Raven Huginn imagined, meticulously planning and fishing.
It was simply that when Loki had transformed into a battle angel earlier, he had been too ostentatious and hadn't restrained himself, unfortunately being spotted by Ji Mo, who then followed.
One could only say Loki was too unlucky.
"Hmph, spare me? Who do you think you are?"
The decoy shattered, and Loki's figure revealed itself in the corner.
Since he'd been seen through, there was no need to pretend; it was time for a direct confrontation.
As soon as the words left his mouth.
He decisively struck towards the direction of the voice.
Loki's slightly curly brown hair cascaded down, his eyes shining brightly, and a vast divine power erupted.
He raised his fist and punched towards the sky, the surging energy forming a vortex that directly shattered the ceiling of the building and swept into the heavens.
The fist intent was destructive, annihilating everything in its path. The Qian family's grand villa was instantly reduced to a bare foundation.
A Primordial God's strike, terrifyingly powerful!
The clouds in the sky were dispersed, revealing a burning, brilliant divine flame.
Faintly, within the dancing flames, the silhouette of a motorcycle and a majestic man could be seen.
"It's you, the Ghostfire War God who defeated Hades a while ago?"
Loki had clearly heard of Ji Mo's deeds. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of apprehension.
But he was extremely confident in his own strength. Apart from a select few God Kings, he hardly took anyone seriously, believing his combat power surpassed Ji Mo's.
"Wow, it's the Ghostfire Great God!"
Qian Xianxian leaped up excitedly, her eyes shining.
She was practically a true fan of Ji Mo, and seeing her idol appear, she was so thrilled she felt like she might faint.
Qian Heng was also excited. With a great god from China intervening, their lives should be safe today.
He looked up at the sky with immense gratitude, but suddenly shivered, his heart skipping several beats.
The shape of this ghostfire motorcycle seemed familiar, and the divine figure also appeared familiar, quite intimate.
And this voice, it was unforgettable!
No way?
No way?!
This...
Qian Heng gasped, his heart nearly stopping.
When he saw a slender figure in the flames, shaped like a dog, he was so shocked his legs trembled, and he almost collapsed on the spot.
Heavens above, the spirited young Ji Mo was actually the legendary invincible great god.
He swallowed hard, wishing he could slap himself a few times right then and there.
He had been so short-sighted, failing to recognize a true master, and had even driven away the divine son-in-law who had come to their doorstep.
Qian Xianxian also felt a sense of familiarity but didn't connect the great god with Ji Mo.
After all, she had lived with Ji Mo for a period, spending time together and understanding him well, subjectively believing Ji Mo to be just a silly, simpleton.
This iron-willed simpleton who couldn't even remember who he was, a god?
She wouldn't believe it even if she were beaten to death.
"Great God, beat him! Beat this bastard to death, beat him until his mother can't recognize him!"
Qian Xianxian clenched her fists and shouted, eager to see her idol display his might and thrash the Western deities.
Then, without any reserve, she formed a heart shape with her hands, making various cute gestures, and incessantly shouting, "Great God, I love you!"
Ji Mo felt awkward. He hadn't expected Qian Xianxian to be so oblivious, not recognizing him and confessing her love.
His thought of revealing his identity vanished. It was better not to, he didn't want Qian Xianxian to experience a moment of extreme social awkwardness.
Loki stopped attacking and instead feigned weakness, raising the Tuina diagram in his hand and saying, "I have four Tuina diagrams in total. If you dare, come and get them yourself. Do you dare or not?"
His face was filled with disdain, a cunning glint flashing and disappearing in the depths of his pupils.
Dare or not?
Given Ji Hanhan's personality, there was nothing more to say.
He leaped down directly from mid-air.
His body was enveloped in Anubis's hellfire, radiating brilliant light, as dazzling as fireflies in the night.
His figure descended like a shooting star, yet he touched the ground lightly, as if lifting something weightless. His cool landing action made Qian Xianxian scream again.
With elegant steps, Ji Mo walked directly to Loki and unceremoniously snatched the four Tuina diagrams.
"Hahahaha..."
Loki burst into wild laughter, revealing a triumphant, cunning expression.
At the same time, he swiftly twisted a jeweled ring he wore.
Runes intertwined, spatial energy spread, and everything around seemed to freeze. The surrounding scenery became still, even the hellfire enveloping Ji Mo ceased its flickering.
This was Loki's trump card, using the Space Stone embedded in the ring to ambush Ji Mo, his wicked plan succeeding.
"The rumors are rampant, saying how powerful you are, slaughtering gods like chickens and sheep. Before me, the great Loki, you are merely a foolish, pathetic wretch. Ant, kneel and repent to the powerful and invincible God of Deceit, perhaps I will forgive you and spare your life."
Loki wore a look of absolute victory. Trapped by the Space Stone, even a God King could not break free in a short time.
At this moment, Ji Mo was like fish on a chopping block, at his mercy.
He hadn't expected victory to come so easily. With just a little trickery, he had captured this "foolish god butcher" who made the gods tremble.
With this feat, he, Loki, would become famous throughout the world.
"Powerful?"
The frozen Ji Mo suddenly blinked, reached out and placed his hand on Loki's shoulder, grinning: "You? Such a weak god."
As the words fell, Loki's feet left the ground, and he was unceremoniously lifted up.