Super Detective in the Fictional World

2031 A Toast to Victory

According to Thor, both Frigga and Loki had been killed by Kursed warriors. How could he not be angry?

He didn’t say that he had killed the other party. Perhaps it wasn’t a matter of speed, but of helplessness.

Besides, the Kursed warriors were the elite troops of the Dark Elves, and would face generals like Thor to begin with.

If the Kursed warriors were too weak and could be defeated in a few moves, then the ordinary soldiers of the Dark Elves would just be thrashed by Asgard’s generals.

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The fact that the Dark Elves were able to fight their way into Asgard this time was enough to prove that they had a certain level of strength, and that their combat strength was on par with Asgard’s army.

If it were an army like the Chitauri or Earthlings, whose combat strength was so far removed, they wouldn’t even be able to find the entrance to Asgard.

Looking at it this way, the only thing of note when it came to the Dark Elves were the Kursed warriors and Malekith, the leader who had obtained the Aether.

It sounded simple, but it was just like how the individuals of note in Thanos’s army were Thanos himself and his four generals.

Just because there were fewer targets didn’t mean they were easy to deal with.

The Aether was also known as the Reality Stone, and could turn illusions into reality.

Thor, this wastrel, could even give away the remains of his father’s Destroyer. He might even help his girlfriend get a box of Life 1 to play with.

Next time, Thor would have to pay for whatever he wanted.

As the crown prince of Asgard, he still had this bit of money.

Thus, they started a new day of hard work in high spirits.

Luke, Thor and the two scientists went to Greenwich to investigate the scene, ready to beat up people at any time.

Darcy and the intern… Well, whatever. In any case, they just didn’t have to go near Greenwich.

At half past five in the morning in November, London was still dark before dawn.

After Dr. Selvig took out three long surveillance rods, rich man Luke turned his nose up at them. “Too few, and they’re not safe.”

He walked to the back of the van and opened the door to reveal a whole bunch of the rods. “I had someone make a batch. You don’t mind, do you?”

Dr. Selvig was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a few seconds before he said awkwardly, “I don’t mind, but with just the few of us…”

He didn’t expect Luke and Thor to do this sort of low-level work, much less Dr. Jane.

Wouldn’t he be the only one putting these rods in place?

Luke gave him a tablet. “You just need to mark the locations and they’ll do the rest.”

As he spoke, a dozen people gathered around him.

They were either wearing hoodies or caps, and their faces couldn’t be seen clearly in the dark.

The two scientists were dazed.

They had only ever had one or two interns work for them as free labor; they had never experienced what it was like to have lackeys to do the work for them.

Thor, on the other hand, wasn’t impressed. “You have fewer people, but it’s enough for this sort of thing.”

What could Luke say? He couldn’t compete with the crown prince in terms of numbers.

Quality was important when it came to subordinates.

Thor easily had a thousand years to teach a youngster – how could Luke compare?

He could only wave his hand silently, indicating for the Bat Squad members to disperse and get to work.

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