# 1253
Chapter 1254: Breaking Free from the Cage
Thor stared fixedly into Loki's eyes, growling:
"Where did you hide Sif?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Thor." Loki smiled as he watched Thor and Tyr below, speaking leisurely, "Where is Sif… How would I know? Isn't she your wife?"
BOOM—!!
A sphere of thunder light instantly shot from the center of the temple, striking Loki who sat upon the throne. The terrifying divine power fluctuations mixed with lightning resembled a deep blue fireball, burning fiercely through the air.
Half of Thor's body had transformed into surging lightning. He gripped Loki's neck with one hand, speaking word by word:
"You want to compete for the God King position—that's between the two of us… You shouldn't involve anyone else!
Where is Sif?!"
Loki stood amidst the scattered rubble on the ground, his brow slightly raised. The next moment, his身形 vanished from Thor's grasp, and the scattered fragments of the throne eerily reassembled themselves, as if they had never been broken.
"You're far too naive." Loki casually sat back down on the throne, speaking calmly,
"If you want to compete for the God King, you must be prepared to sacrifice everything.
I'm different from you, Thor. As long as I can win, I can use any means necessary… But you, your hypocritical kindness will only become a shackle binding your actions. Once I become the God King, you'll realize how ridiculous your current persistence is.
You cannot defeat me, Thor."
Loki's fingertip lifted lightly, and his body dissolved into countless ravens, scattering from the throne and vanishing.
Thor's eyes narrowed. Countless bolts of lightning shot forth from within his body, attempting to trap these ravens within the temple, but they were like illusory phantoms, easily passing through the temple walls and disappearing from everyone's sight.
Thor scowl deepened.
He roared, slamming his fist into the ground, shattering Loki's throne and the floor beneath it into fragments.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, catching sight of a figure in the corner of the temple, he suddenly stopped.
Thor's eyes narrowed slightly.
He strode forward, lifting the utterly exhausted Si Xiaonan into the air, and said coldly:
"Loki only cared about escaping himself, yet he left you behind like this… It seems he truly doesn't care about you.
Speak! Where did Loki hide Sif?"
A bitter expression appeared on Si Xiaonan's pale face. "I… don't know."
Thor's chest heaved violently. Having just been toyed with by Loki, he felt endless fury burning in his chest.
Dense lightning crackled around his arm, flowing through his palm and into Si Xiaonan's body. Si Xiaonan's pupils constricted as she let out agonized screams.
"I… don't know… I truly don't know…
If I… knew… Lord Loki… wouldn't have… left me behind."
Her body convulsed with each bolt of lightning. Her originally fair skin visibly blackened, and her eyes rapidly glazed over.
Thor glared with wide eyes, roared, and flung the half-dead Si Xiaonan aside. She flew like a cannonball, crashing through a wall and collapsing amidst the scattered rubble, motionless.
Thor took a deep breath. The lightning around him gradually subsided, and the ruined hall fell silent once more.
Tyr, the God of War who had witnessed everything while standing behind Thor, was silent for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, a figure rushed into the temple.
"Lord Thor! Lord Thor!" It was an attendant who had followed Thor for a long time.
"Speak!" Thor's voice was ice-cold.
"The prophet you brought back wishes to see you." The attendant hesitated. "He says he can find Sif's whereabouts."
Thor's body stiffened. He turned sharply to look at the attendant:
"What?"
…
The Cage.
"Are you sure that just those words will make Thor come to you willingly?"
Prisoner 22 across the way watched Lin Qiye, who sat cross-legged with eyes closed in meditation, and asked uncertainly.
"Eight把握。" Lin Qiye said calmly, "The current situation in Asgard is rather special. Loki and Thor are competing for the God King position, and at this critical moment, Thor took three Chief Gods away from Asgard to search for the King's Treasury. With Loki's personality, he wouldn't miss such a precious opportunity.
His wife Sif has gone missing. It's very likely that while Thor was away from Asgard, Loki used some method to abduct her, intending to use her as leverage against Thor…
If that's the case, Thor will definitely not find Sif so easily."
Prisoner 22 listened, gazing at Lin Qiye for a long while, then laughed:
"No wonder you're the prophet Mires who can manipulate us like pawns. Bringing you back to Asgard was definitely the right choice."
Lin Qiye said nothing, sitting silently in place, eyes closed in meditation.
After an unknown amount of time, the commotion outside the cage grew increasingly closer.
He's here.
Lin Qiye opened his eyes to see Thor leading several Norse gods, his expression dark as thunder, striding toward the cage.
Thor furrowed his brow, looking down at Lin Qiye, and got straight to the point:
"I hear you can find Sif?"
"I can." Lin Qiye adjusted the monocle on his nose bridge, smiling,
"One of my specialties is using divination to locate people and objects. Although pinpointing a god's exact location is still somewhat difficult for me, getting a vague sense of direction is certainly possible."
Upon hearing this, Thor's expression noticeably improved. "Release him."
The surrounding attendants immediately opened the crimson prison door. Lin Qiye brushed the dust from his clothes, lifted his chin, and strode out with confidence.
"What do you need?" Thor said deeply.
"A quiet room where I won't be disturbed, a detailed map of Asgard, and three objects connected to Sif." Lin Qiye spoke calmly, "Additionally, there must be no divine power fluctuations within one kilometer of the meditation room, or it will interfere with my divination."
Thor nodded. "Go, prepare what he asks for."
Several attendants immediately departed. In no time, they prepared a meditation room not far from the cage for Lin Qiye.
Called a meditation room, it was actually just a relatively secluded abandoned temple. Following Lin Qiye's requirements, all items and barriers containing divine power were removed. Even Thor and the others waited one kilometer away, not approaching him by even a step.
Lin Qiye stuffed his hands in his pockets and stepped into the temple. On the ground, three objects had already been laid out—a piece of clothing, a piece of jewelry, and several strands of fallen hair.
Beside them rested several folded maps.
Lin Qiye's spiritual sense swept across the surroundings, confirming there were no other setups in the temple. Then he turned and tightly shut the temple doors.
"Phew…"
Lin Qiye let out a long breath.
He had finally reached a relatively safe place—no surveillance, no divine power formations. Here, he could safely make some arrangements.