"You've read Norse mythology, so you must know something about me." Loki continued while dodging Zhang Heng's arrows. "I like to cause trouble everywhere. So when the gods encounter a problem, their first reaction is to think if I'm the one who did it. But when they rule out this possibility, they still come to me. Do you know why?"
"Because they know I can solve their problems. I helped Thor get his hammer back. When Sif lost her blonde hair, I asked the dwarves to make her hair more beautiful with gold. It's even more dazzling than her original hair. So, you see, I'm not busy destroying things all day long. I can solve the problems that others can't solve, and I'll ask …" Zhang Heng did not answer Loki's question. He just continued to draw his bow and shot two arrows at Loki. Loki had no choice but to snap his fingers and dodge the arrows again. At the same time, he answered his own question. "Because they know that I can solve their problems.
Before Loki could finish his sentence, Zhang Heng forced him to move away from the spot.
"Hey, you know you can't hit me, so why do you keep shooting?" Loki was speechless. "Are you hoping that I will accidentally break my fingers when I snap my fingers?"
Zhang Heng finally stopped when he heard Loki's words. In just two minutes, he had emptied three quivers. The high-intensity shooting made his arms a little sore, and he needed a little rest. But as Loki said, none of these arrows hit the target. Loki dodged all of them with a snap of his fingers.
It seemed that Zhang Heng was indeed wasting his energy. It was as if he was doing this purely to annoy Loki. Of course, Zhang Heng was not such a boring person. He was actually trying to test Loki. The latter's life-saving ability, which was similar to teleportation, was like a bug.
If Zhang Heng wanted to kill Loki, he would first have to find a way to break his ability or find out its limitations. The three bags of arrows that Zhang Heng used were not in vain. The good news was that according to Loki's constantly changing position, Zhang Heng calculated that the maximum distance he could teleport was about 20 meters. This distance was not too exaggerated. If Zhang Heng was in a relatively open place, it would be almost impossible to lose him. The bad news was that Loki seemed to have no limit on the number of times he could use this ability.
In other words, if he wanted to, he could snap his fingers all the time. He could even do the Dan Brown exercise here. Other than that, Zhang Heng had yet to figure out whether Loki's teleportation ability was his own or if he relied on some game item. If this was his original skill, Zhang Heng couldn't think of any other way to kill Loki other than sneak attacks and large-scale AOE damage.
And he had already done a sneak attack once in the Pripyat Hotel. With Loki's cunning, it was almost impossible for him to get a second chance. As for large-scale AOE damage … there was a ready-made opportunity right now. The three nuclear power plant engineers had not sneaked into the basement under reactor number four to open the drainage valve. So, in theory, they could destroy the basement's roof and let the radioactive magma flow down, triggering a steam explosion.
According to scientists' estimates, such an explosion could destroy the entire Ukraine and Belarus. Of course, destroying Pripyat next to the nuclear power plant would not be a problem. However, doing so would require human sacrifice. Zhang Heng did not want to choose this path unless it was absolutely necessary.
And when Zhang Heng reviewed the description of Loki in Norse mythology and Marvel comics, he did not remember seeing Loki's teleportation ability. So Zhang Heng was more inclined to think that Loki's teleportation ability came from a game item. This could also explain why Loki could teleport without any qualms even after his strength was weakened by 60%.
So what Zhang Heng needed to do next was to find this game item and find a way to destroy or take it away from Loki. That way, Loki would have no choice but to fight him head-on.
He took out two new quivers from his travel bag and replaced the empty ones. "Why? Are you going to help me solve my problem?" he asked casually.
"Since I came to you, of course, I have thought about how to solve your problem," Loki said leisurely with a sly smile on his face. "But not now."
"Huh?"
Loki took out a coin from his pocket and played with it in his hand. Zhang Heng saw that the front of the coin was printed with Lenin's head, and the back was the national emblem, shining in the sun. "This contact is just for me to introduce myself and make an initial exchange of intentions. I know you don't believe me and what I say. So, of course, you will not accept any of my offers now. Even if this offer seems sincere enough to me, you will still think that Loki is a bastard who only knows how to take advantage of the situation. So why don't we wait? When you're at your wit's end and compare all the options at hand, you'll suddenly find that the honest Loki seems to be kinder. "
"How can you be so thick-skinned as to associate your name with honesty and kindness?" Zhang Heng asked. He only glanced at the coin in Loki's hand and then looked away as if he did not notice the coin at all.
Loki continued to toss the coin in the air and said with a smile, "You think you're smart enough to tell who's a friend and who's a foe, but sometimes it's better not to be so confident."
When Loki tossed the coin again, Zhang Heng suddenly shot two more arrows without warning. This time, Loki did not snap his fingers. Instead, he dodged one of the arrows with a somewhat awkward movement. After that, he reached out and grabbed the other arrow.
However, before he could catch his breath, he saw the third arrow coming. This time, Loki found that Zhang Heng's target was not him but the coin in the air.
The third arrow accurately hit the coin in the air, knocking it away. At the same time, Zhang Heng also threw away the bone bow in his hand, drew the Shrouded Sheath from his waist, and rushed toward Loki.
A look of panic appeared on Loki's face. It seemed that he did not expect this to happen. He turned around and wanted to escape, but Zhang Heng was too fast. He had only taken a step, and he already felt a chill coming from behind him. However, when he saw that he was about to die under Zhang Heng's knife, the fear and panic on his face disappeared. Instead, he grinned, snapped his fingers again, and disappeared from where he stood.
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