Chapter 198: The Audacious Midgardian
Looking at Volstagg lying on the ground, and then at the Mjolnir in Peter's hand...
Sif and the other two's mouths unconsciously hung open in an 'O' shape.
What had they just seen?
A Midgardian had lifted Mjolnir right in front of Thor and sent Volstagg flying?
If they weren't gods themselves, they would have started screaming 'OMG' right now!
"Thor, what on earth is going on?" Sif asked in disbelief.
Thor's face, however, was filled with bitterness:
"Just as you see, that Midgardian is worthy to lift Mjolnir..."
"Thor!" Fandral shouted:
"Pull yourself together, man! You can't just watch your divine weapon be taken away by a Midgardian!"
"But I'm no match for him," Thor replied dejectedly.
"Please!" Sif, who still didn't know how terrifying Peter was, facepalmed helplessly:
"Stop showing that weak side! Now, we'll help you take the hammer back, and then we'll head straight back to Asgard, OK?"
Sif and the others' choice to risk everything to save him, along with their spirited demeanor, finally reminded Thor of how glorious he once was.
He finally mustered some of his aura as the God of Thunder and roared:
"OK, once you help me get the hammer back, we'll go back to Asgard and kick Loki's ass!"
Sif and the others were waiting for exactly this statement from Thor!
Therefore, the moment he finished speaking, Sif and the three others brandished their respective weapons:
"Sorry, Midgardian. You may not have done anything wrong, but your attempt to block the path of the gods means you're destined for a long sleep, just like Volstagg!"
As they spoke, the three of them roared and charged toward Peter.
Facing their shouting, Peter couldn't help but roll his eyes:
"If you so-called gods still don't realize that times have changed, then I'll have to teach you what etiquette is in my own way."
As he spoke, Peter grabbed Mjolnir, and his body was instantly clad in Lightning Release Armor.
Fandral's longsword was the first to thrust toward Peter's chest, but before his attack could land, he found that his sword... could not strike down.
"What kind of Power is this?!" Fandral was shocked.
"Just a bit of insignificant electromagnetic force development~"
Peter said nonchalantly, while casually swinging Mjolnir for a light tap.
Clang!
Accompanied by a crisp sound of metal clashing, the blade of Fandral's longsword was easily snapped by Mjolnir!
At the same time, he was affected by the terrifying force and sent flying backward, just like Volstagg.
This is impossible!
Fandral couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
His longsword, though not a divine weapon of Mjolnir's caliber, was still a high-grade item with over sixty percent uru metal content.
Under normal circumstances, Mjolnir's divine Power alone would never be enough to break it.
Unless... this Midgardian himself possessed strength no less than Thor's!
If Fandral was only guessing, Hogun was seeing Peter's true strength for real!
At the same time Fandral was knocked away, he swung his mace and smashed it down.
His angle was extremely tricky, timing it perfectly for the opening when Peter hadn't yet recovered from hitting Fandral with Mjolnir.
In his view, even if this strike didn't make the Midgardian's brains splatter on the spot, it would certainly knock him out completely.
But facing his mace, Peter remained incredibly calm.
He didn't clumsily try to roll away or force Mjolnir back for defense.
He simply raised his empty left fist!
The moment that thunder-wrapped fist was raised, it visibly took on a pitch-black metallic luster.
Clang!
The fist and the mace collided, producing a bone-jarring sound of metal hitting metal.
Even more absurdly, after taking a hit from the mace with his bare fist, there wasn't a hint of pain on the Midgardian's face.
Instead, Hogun himself felt a sharp pain in the web of his thumb.
He looked down in disbelief and saw blood flowing from his hand.
The counter-shock force had actually torn the web of his thumb!
This momentary lapse in focus immediately decided the outcome of the battle.
Peter took the opportunity to land a flying kick, easily sending Hogun flying.
Pfft~
After taking the kick, Hogun felt like his internal organs were displaced; after hitting the ground, he couldn't help but vomit bile.
"It's over, Midgardian!"
Sif shouted as she appeared behind Peter, her rapier accurately thrusting at the junction of Mjolnir's head and handle.
Despite being a slender girl, her strength far exceeded that of Hogun and Fandral.
Sif's parents were both renowned warriors of Asgard, and since birth, she had been designated by Odin as Thor's future wife due to her outstanding talent.
Thus, Sif's strike caught Peter by surprise, causing Mjolnir to slip from his hand and fall to the ground...
Uh, okay, the truth was actually that Peter was worried he would crush this seemingly frail girl to death with one hammer blow, so he intentionally dropped the hammer.
"Aha~" Sif let out an excited cry, then swung her rapier to stab at Peter repeatedly.
She thought Peter was nothing without Mjolnir's protection.
But reality slapped her hard in the face.
After losing Mjolnir, Peter's offensive didn't slow down; instead, it became even more fluid.
He wasn't good with weapons like hammers anyway; unarmed combat was his specialty.
Peter first dodged several times, easily evading Sif's lethal thrusts.
Then, finding an opening, he moved like lightning to grab Sif's wrist.
With just a bit of force, Sif dropped her sword from the pain.
Then, Peter pulled her hand and twisted her wrist back, pinning Sif in place with a simple grappling move.
"Damned Midgardian, I order you to let me go immediately!"
The captured Sif struggled restlessly, but the more she moved, the stronger the pain in her arm became, making her grimace repeatedly.
This 'tsundere wild filly' look piqued Peter's mischievous streak:
"It looks like someone still hasn't learned how to talk to a Midgardian properly!"
As he spoke, he twisted Sif's arm a bit further in the opposite direction, making the goddess nearly kneel from the pain.
Just as the furious Sif was about to continue her verbal abuse, Peter's expression suddenly changed.
A scalp-tingling sensation came over him, making him fire a Flying Finger Pistol at Thor without a second thought, then he dove to the ground, taking Sif with him.
"You... you audacious Midgardian, how dare you insult a godde—"
Before the pinned Sif could finish her sentence, she saw a searing laser beam fly past her hair.
She even smelled the scent of her own hair burning.
The moment she saw the laser, the girl became completely quiet, silently letting Peter pin her down without a word...
Chapter 199: The Destroyer Descends
Peter didn't care about Sif's reaction at all; at this moment, he was immersed in a joy that only he could understand.
Observation Haki has finally awakened!
Ever since Peter awakened Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, he had a vague feeling that Observation Haki was about to awaken.
But perhaps because he was too familiar with the plot, or perhaps because he relied too much on the Byakugan, he had never been able to touch the feeling of completely mastering Observation Haki.
Until just now, without activating the Byakugan or using the little broken watch's Spider Form, he felt a shiver similar to his Spider-Sense.
This fully proved that he had truly awakened Observation Haki!
"Is this... the Destroyer?! Damn it, how could this thing appear in Midgard?!"
Hogun's exclamation from not far away brought Peter back from his surprise.
He suddenly turned his head and indeed saw a giant suit of armor, silver-gray all over and emitting a cold metallic luster, walking toward them step by step with heavy strides.
With every step, the earth trembled violently.
The moment they saw the Destroyer, the pupils of the Asgard Warriors constricted.
This thing was one of the top weapons in the Asgardian Treasury!
Odin had originally forged this armor to fight against the Celestials!
That madman Loki actually released something like this just to deal with them!
Does he really intend to wipe them all out?
Thor stared wide-eyed at the Destroyer clearly walking toward him, subconsciously feeling his blood boil.
"Mjolnir!"
He reached out his hand to summon it from the air, only to find his hand empty.
This discovery instantly cooled his boiling blood.
He was just a mortal now, unable to even lift the hammer; facing the Destroyer, there was nothing he could do...
As the Destroyer drew closer, the scene became chaotic.
The people fled in panic in all directions.
Led by Natasha, the Agents pulled out their guns and began firing.
But the bullets they fired couldn't even scratch the paint on the Destroyer's armor.
Instead, the Destroyer turned to stare at them, the plates on its faceplate shifting to reveal a hollow interior.
Within that hollow, scorching energy was rapidly gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Scatter, quickly!"
Seeing that things were going south, Natasha hurriedly ordered her subordinates to flee in all directions.
But two legs obviously couldn't outrun a laser.
Seeing the laser ready to fire from the Destroyer's faceplate, the surrounding Agents felt a sense of despair.
Just then...
Clang~
Accompanied by a crisp sound of collision.
The Meow-Meow Hammer, carrying violent thunder, smashed into the Destroyer's chin, sending the laser that was originally aimed at Black Widow and the others flying into the sky.
While Natasha and the others were feeling their bodies, relieved that they had actually survived, Peter's slightly amused voice came from mid-air:
"Agent Natasha, when will you finally realize which levels of danger you can handle yourself, and which levels you just need to lie back and watch me handle?"
The speaker was none other than Peter, who had just set Sif down.
Hearing this, Natasha's hands, which were feeling around her body, froze, and her expression momentarily became extremely complicated.
Was she... saved by him again?
But soon, the complexity on her face was replaced by coldness.
She coldly brushed back her Red Hair and deliberately turned her face away, looking like she didn't want to deal with Peter at all.
Seeing her like this, Peter just smiled and then turned his gaze to the Destroyer.
He had been waiting for this big guy for a long time!
"Come on, let me see how tough you are~"
Noticing Peter holding Mjolnir, Loki, back in Asgard, recalled his previous experience of being "ambushed" and humiliated by Peter.
This made his expression turn cold:
"Damn midgardian, it's true you have some strength, but you're not qualified to be so arrogant in front of the Destroyer!"
Thinking this, Loki controlled the Destroyer and raised its hand to throw a punch at Peter.
Seeing the Destroyer's fist fall, Natasha, Sif, and the others all felt their hearts leap into their throats.
Could Peter/this midgardian really withstand this punch?
Boom!
Just as that thought entered their minds, a terrifying Impact rapidly spread out in the next second.
It was a terrifying Impact formed by the collision of fist against fist!
Watching Peter use his physical body to clash head-on with the Destroyer, Fandral and the others couldn't help but gasp.
Sif covered her mouth in shock.
Is this guy really just a midgardian?
Why does it feel like... he's even more courageous than Thor?!
In Sif's past perception, Thor was the bravest and most heroic man in the World.
But now, looking at the confident Peter, Sif's gaze unconsciously became a bit lingering.
In this midgardian, she saw the glory of a warrior.
Although Sif had a bit of a pampered girl's nature, on an intellectual level, she was a typical Asgardian shield-maiden.
She had always regarded dying on the battlefield and ascending to the Hall of Heroes, Valhalla, as the supreme glory.
Such a mindset destined her to be a typical admirer of the strong, unable to resist the charm of a powerful man.
She had previously harbored a crush on Thor because he was the most courageous man she knew.
But Thor had never been attracted to Sif; in his eyes, she was just a childhood friend.
In "S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents", the Enchantress Lorelei pointed out painfully that "Thor's feelings for you are more like those for a pet"!
Sif had been very helpless about this before, but she could never find a more suitable partner.
But now Peter's appearance tugged hard at Sif's heartstrings.
Since Thor wasn't interested in her, and now a man even more courageous than Thor had appeared... could she try to pursue him?
While Sif was thinking this, Peter's contemptuous commentary came from the field again:
"If it's only at this level, you're not qualified to be my opponent."
As he spoke, blinding lightning suddenly erupted from Peter's body, and the Lightning Release Armor instantly enveloped him.
With the power amplification of the Lightning Release Armor, Peter's strength instantly surpassed the Destroyer's.
The terrifying force caused the Destroyer to instantly lose its balance.
Its massive body crashed to the ground, causing the earth to tremble violently.
"Damn it!" Feeling the Destroyer fall, Loki, somewhat frustrated, slammed the armrest of his throne.
He hurriedly adjusted the Destroyer's posture, trying to make the big guy stand up and attack Peter again.
But obviously, compared to strength, speed was the greatest advantage of the Lightning Release Armor!
Facing the struggling Destroyer, Peter's figure completely transformed into a blue comet.
He circled the Destroyer, frantically attacking the big guy's joints.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Dull metallic clashing sounds rang out one after another.
Under Peter's storm-like attacks, the Destroyer's massive body was firmly suppressed; let alone fighting back, for a moment, it couldn't even manage to crawl up from the ground!
Chapter 200: Surprise, motherf**ker~
Seeing Peter actually able to suppress the Destroyer single-handedly, the Warriors Four of Asgard were about to have their eyes pop out of their heads on the spot.
You've got to be kidding me, that's the Destroyer!
Even if it could only exert a fraction of its power because the controller was Loki, who had no combat experience,
it still wasn't something an ordinary Asgardian warrior could deal with.
But now, that midgardian was able to suppress the Destroyer single-handedly to the point where it couldn't even stand up.
This is just f**king ridiculous!
Among everyone present, only Thor's brow was knit into a deep frown.
Something's wrong, 120% wrong!
As the son of Odin, he had been allowed to enter and leave the Asgard's Vault as he pleased since childhood.
Therefore, he naturally knew the Destroyer's secrets.
Where does this thing have any joints?
It was essentially a large humanoid building block made of Uru metal.
Not only could it twist its body at will without joint restrictions, it could even temporarily split its body to dodge enemy attacks and then reassemble the separated parts through Divine Power Circuits.
So, as long as Loki wasn't an idiot, it would be impossible for him to let the Destroyer be rubbed into the ground by this midgardian powerhouse!
So here's the question: is his brother an idiot?
On the contrary? This sneaky brother of his wasn't just not stupid; he was full of wicked schemes!
Therefore, Thor was absolutely, positively certain that Loki was up to no good again!
At this thought, Thor gritted his teeth and finally spoke up, bracing himself:
"midgardian, don't be careless! Destroying the Destroyer isn't as simple as you think!"
Even though Peter hadn't been friendly to him since they first met and had even taken his Mjolnir, the kind-hearted God of Thunder still didn't plan on watching a powerful warrior die by a despicable trick.
So, he not only spoke up to warn Peter but also prepared to fight alongside him:
"Give me Mjolnir! As long as I regain my power, I can help you cut the connection between Loki and this troublesome fellow!"
Hearing Thor's words, Peter couldn't help but look back at the guy.
Not bad. Has this big oaf finally decided to drop his airs as the future King of the Gods?
Peter was the type of person who would return respect tenfold if given an inch.
Thus, seeing Thor choose to set aside past grudges to warn him and even want to fight alongside him as an equal, he gave Thor a slightly better look.
He casually tossed Mjolnir at Thor's feet. The hammer slammed into the ground, making Thor instinctively take half a step back from the tremor.
"What are you doing?" Thor was dazed, for a moment unable to tell if Peter was trying to hit him with the hammer or return it to him.
"Don't you understand yet?" Peter shook his head, looking at him like he was a hopeless case. "The fact that you can't pick up the hammer has absolutely nothing to do with whether I use it or not."
"The reason you can't pick it up is because you haven't passed the trial in your own heart! You haven't met your father's expectations yet!"
Thor's expression shifted upon hearing this, and he secretly agreed with Peter's words.
But... to immediately change his long-held beliefs was easier said than done.
At the very moment Peter and Thor were talking, Loki's eyes on the throne of Asgard lit up like lightbulbs.
He didn't care what Peter said to Thor.
Because this was the opportunity he had been waiting for!
During the previous fight, he had gradually realized that with his combat experience, even controlling the Destroyer, it would be difficult to get revenge on Peter.
So, he had been waiting for Peter to let his guard down, to launch a fatal blow the moment that happened!
"Arrogant midgardian, it's time to pay for your hubris!"
With Loki's roar, the Destroyer, which had been completely pinned to the ground by Peter, suddenly moved.
Its body parts spun frantically, and while its body remained stationary, it eerily flipped over in place!
Its face, which had been hidden against the ground, was revealed. From the empty visor, a laser that had been charged to the limit erupted instantly!
The blinding laser gushed out, instantly swallowing Peter whole.
The entire field fell into an instant silence.
Everyone's eyes widened, unable to believe the situation had completely reversed in the blink of an eye.
"Peter!"
Natasha was the first to react, so terrified by the sudden scene that she collapsed to the ground, her face turning visibly pale.
Accompanied by a dull thud, a charred body fell out of the laser beam and hit the ground, motionless...
Natasha rushed to Peter's side and picked up the body that seemed completely carbonized, tears falling like broken strings of pearls.
Her fingers trembled as she touched Peter's body; the sensation, which felt nothing like flesh, made her whole body shake violently.
It's impossible... the man who could easily save her from a god.
The Peter who could resolve all of New York's crises while laughing and talking, whom even the President bowed to, how could he be gone just like that?
Sif and the remaining Asgardian warriors were also dumbfounded.
The powerhouse who was just crushing the Destroyer is gone just like that?
And... I finally felt a flutter in my heart again, only for you to make me lose so completely?!
Seeing the disbelief on everyone's faces, Loki laughed heartily on the throne, doubling over with laughter.
"Lowly and arrogant midgardian, this is what happens when you dare to offend the King of Asgard!"
"I originally wanted Laufey to deal with you, but I didn't expect you to be so tactless as to interfere in the business between me and Thor!"
"But don't worry, I'll put your corpse to good use!"
"Your sacrifice will achieve the supreme legacy of the new king!"
After his laughter, Loki looked at Thor with a sinister expression, unconsciously licking his lips:
"The Mortal has been dealt with! So next, my dear brother, it's your turn!"
With those words, he controlled the Destroyer to take heavy strides, heading toward Thor step by step.
Thor's eyes were red as he desperately tried to grab Mjolnir at his feet.
But at this moment, his heart was filled with the guilt of "I caused the death of a great warrior." How could he pick up Mjolnir, which could only be lifted by the most sincere and steadfast?
Just as the Destroyer drew closer, just as everyone's hearts were about to hit rock bottom...
Crack...
The slight sound of cracking seemed exceptionally abrupt at this moment.
Loki's laughter stopped abruptly as he stared at the image in disbelief.
Natasha also instinctively stopped her weeping, looking at the man in her arms with expectation and caution.
A crack had appeared at some point in the charred "shell" on Peter's body.
A blinding golden light faintly shone through the crack.
Crack, crack!
Under the gaze of countless people, some shocked and some hopeful, the charred shell peeled away layer by layer.
And then...
Bathed in golden light with his hair standing on end, looking just like a Super Saiyan, Peter rose from Natasha's arms.
He first reached out to pinch the cheek of Black Widow, whose eyes were red and swollen, and then turned to look at the Destroyer controlled by Loki, uttering that classic meme:
"Surprise, motherf**ker~"
Chapter 201: Haymaker!
Peter certainly wasn't so incompetent that he'd be hit by the Destroyer's laser due to a momentary lapse in attention.
In fact, long before the Destroyer turned around, his Observation Haki had already predicted this attack.
Not only that, he even directly determined the potential damage the opponent could cause him through Observation Haki—
Although it would injure him, it wouldn't be enough to kill him instantly.
With the power of the horse talisman, he could fully recover his health immediately after taking the full force of the laser!
It was precisely based on this judgment that he chose to take the opponent's laser head-on.
As for why he did this, the reason was very simple.
Because he couldn't wait to try out the new skill he had just acquired: Haymaker!
And just as he had expected, he took the entire laser blast.
Due to the intense damage received, the Grit within his body was filled in the blink of an eye.
Talk about maxing out the favorability!
Looking at the Destroyer's tilted head, Peter seemed to be able to see Loki's stunned expression with his mouth wide open from afar, so he couldn't help but speak up:
"What? Did you really think a single laser could kill me instantly?"
"I was just messing with you, lil bro!"
"Next, it's my turn~"
As he spoke, he suddenly took half a step forward, causing the ground beneath his feet to shatter inch by inch.
Then, he pulled his right fist back to his waist, and his entire body began to build up power like a precious bow ready to be drawn.
With this movement, the lightning of the Lightning Release Armor and the golden glow of Grit began to visibly converge on his fist.
At this moment, the air made a strange sizzling sound as it was compressed.
As Peter's aura continued to rise, the golden Grit on his body kept condensing and compressing on his right fist; everyone gradually noticed a phantom figure visibly forming over it.
It was the head of some kind of animal, similar to a wolf.
This creature, formed entirely of condensed energy, was so lifelike that a single glance instilled a strong sense of pressure in one's heart.
Finally, Peter twisted his waist, spun his body, and threw a punch, the entire motion as smooth as flowing water.
It was like a precious bow drawn to a full moon suddenly releasing its string.
The heavy punch thrown caused the air to turn crimson from friction in an instant, and the ear-piercing sonic boom, like the roar of an ancient beast, made people's eardrums ache.
The moment the punch was thrown, a massive golden conical Impact at least a hundred meters long visibly emerged in front of him.
At the very center of this Impact, the golden Wolf condensed on his right fist instantly expanded dozens or even hundreds of times.
This terrifying beast opened its mouth full of fangs and bit down hard toward the Destroyer at the center.
At this moment, even though Loki was in Asgard, he felt a strong sense of palpitations.
That fear, rooted in biological instinct, made his body tremble involuntarily, and he made the decision to counterattack without even thinking.
Under his control, the Destroyer also raised its fist in an attempt to block the attack.
The moment the fist and the Wolf phantom collided, the sky and Earth changed color.
The terrifying energy shockwave spread wildly in all directions, except for Natasha, who was protected behind Peter.
Everyone else, whether it was Earth Agents like Phil or Asgard warriors like Sif, were all blown away without exception.
Many people were only grazed by the aftershocks of the Impact, yet they spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
But even so, Thor and the others refused to close their eyes.
Although their eyes were irritated by the white light erupting from the center of the battlefield, causing tears to flow uncontrollably, they still tried hard to see the outcome of the clash.
Finally, under their tense gaze, the Destroyer's massive body began to retreat.
First, its feet plowed long furrows into the ground, and then its entire figure was completely blown away by the terrifying Impact.
Its body structure, which resembled building blocks, began to crumble inch by inch under the effect of terrifying true damage, scattering all over the ground!
The intense roar caused everyone present to fall into momentary deafness.
The World it was as if the World had been muted at this moment, leaving only a piercing buzzing sound...
After an unknown amount of time.
Finally, the white light vanished, and the buzzing sound dissipated.
Everyone was finally able to see the result of the confrontation.
When they saw the scene, which could only be described as "tragic," everyone's mouths involuntarily formed an 'O' shape.
In front of Peter, a conical crack spanning at least three hundred meters was left behind.
The ground around the crack was completely shattered into a spiderweb pattern, while the central area was plowed into a terrifying furrow.
Faint scorched black smoke was still rising from the furrow, and the sand and soil at the edges had crystallized due to the high-temperature Impact.
As for the Destroyer armor, it was now completely shattered across the ground.
The armor plates scattered everywhere were covered in pitted marks.
Even the energy core in the very center—a diamond-shaped golden mass of energy—was now completely exposed to the air.
This mass of energy was now extending threads of golden light, attempting to reconnect the scattered Uru metal armor plates.
Obviously, if these threads were allowed to reconnect the plates, the Destroyer armor could reassemble and slowly recover.
But... would Peter give it such a chance?
The answer to this question was undoubtedly no.
Before anyone could recover from their shock, Peter flickered and instantly appeared before the reassembling energy core.
He quietly extended a finger; on the fingertip, there was not only dancing lightning but also golden inscriptions flashing wildly.
There was no doubt that in this Hell Stab, Peter had infused the divine power inscriptions unique to the Dual God Resonance Mode.
Pfft~!
With a muffled sound, Peter's fingertip instantly pierced through the Destroyer's energy core.
As the finger pierced through, the golden inscriptions spread rapidly from the inside out to the surface of the energy core like a virus.
Locking down the Destroyer's energy core completely, much like a sealing technique.
The moment the seal was completed, Loki discovered to his disbelief that his mental connection with the Destroyer had been instantly severed!
"This... how is this possible!"
Loki's voice completely changed its pitch due to excessive surprise.
This is the Destroyer!
The divine weapon Odin used to fight the Celestials!
Although he only exerted about a small fraction of the armor's power because he didn't possess divine power and wasn't personally wearing the armor to fight...
...even so, it shouldn't have been destroyed by a Midgardian, nor should his mental connection with the Destroyer have been severed!
Refusing to believe it, Loki hastily used the gungnir in his hand to create a projection of the scene.
But the images shown in the projection once again made him feel like his vision was going dark.
Because in the images, as Peter reached out to touch that mass of energy core, his Destroyer...
His massive Destroyer actually...
...vanished into thin air!
Chapter 202: Huge Fortune, The Frost Giant Army Descends
In stark contrast to Loki's breakdown, a look of wild ecstasy quickly appeared in Peter's eyes.
At this moment, a system notification was echoing in his mind:
[Detected Gold-tier item: Destroyer!]
[An artifact crafted by the All-Father Odin with countless painstaking efforts. Although it requires divine power as a driving energy source to unleash its maximum combat power, even without divine power, its infinite restoration characteristic can allow the user to turn danger into safety time and time again.]
[Sacrifice to obtain sacrifice points: 70,000! Do you wish to sacrifice it?]
Wow~ Gold-tier Legend!
The moment he saw the price tag of 70,000 sacrifice points, Peter's eyes lit up immediately.
This was undoubtedly the largest single income he had received since obtaining the system!
With a price tag as high as 70,000 points, this single haul surpassed his hard-earned gains from the previous month!
It made him, who had originally been set back to square one, experience the feeling of sudden wealth once again.
Without the slightest hesitation, Peter directly muttered in his heart:
"Sacrifice!"
Although this Destroyer was quite tempting, firstly, it really didn't suit Peter's aesthetic.
Secondly, its functions overlapped with the Witch Rider armor.
More importantly... this thing wasn't even Peter's to begin with!
If he didn't sacrifice this armor now, once that old fart Odin regained consciousness, he would definitely take the armor back directly.
By then, he could only watch helplessly as the treasure in his hands flew back to someone else's treasury!
Therefore, sacrificing it immediately was the choice that maximized his benefits!
Hum~!
Accompanied by a strange spatial fluctuation, the next second, the Destroyer vanished into thin air, without leaving even a single scrap of Uru metal behind.
This scene left everyone present completely dumbfounded.
Fandral couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking he had seen things.
As for Sif... her eyes weren't just lingering on him; she was practically shooting hearts out of them!
To be able to completely destroy an artifact like the Destroyer.
It's love Oh no, I can't hide my gaze!
However, before she could make a move, another beautiful figure had already acted a step ahead of her:
"Peter, are you okay?"
Who else could it be but Natasha?
Peter's previous "faked death" was just to tease Loki, but he hadn't expected to reap an unexpected harvest!
Facing Peter's "death," Natasha could no longer hide her inner feelings, completely revealing her favor and concern for Peter.
This also allowed her to see her true feelings for Peter clearly.
She wasn't trying to test her charm on him, nor was it simply hormones controlling her brain.
She had truly fallen in love with this powerful and domineering big boy.
Therefore, facing Peter's resurrection, Black Widow could not control her emotions at this moment.
At this moment, she completely ignored the gazes of others, wanting only to confirm that her beloved was truly safe and sound!
Facing the scorching gaze of a stunner like Black Widow that was almost enough to melt a person, Peter was somewhat unable to handle it.
Just as he was hesitating about how to handle her unmasked concern, a seven-colored light descending from the sky helped him out of the awkward situation.
The Bifrost Bridge!
The moment they saw the Bifrost Bridge, Sif and the others couldn't help but perk up.
They thought Heimdall had sensed something wrong and had specifically sent troops to support them.
But when the light dissipated, their expressions instantly turned extremely ugly.
Because the "army" that had descended before them was none other than a group of blue-skinned, red-eyed Frost Giants!
Especially when he saw the face of the leader, Thor couldn't help but clench his fists!
"King of the Frost Giants" Laufey!
Laufey, having descended to Earth, greedily took a breath of Midgard's air, his cold gaze sweeping across the surroundings.
"Revisiting an old place always brings up some unpleasant memories."
His voice was hoarse, like ice cubes rubbing against each other, and his tone was filled with high-and-mighty arrogance.
"Although a millennium has passed, this place remains a rich Planet. Perhaps after I regain the casket of ancient winters, the road to the Frost Giants' revival can begin here."
Seeing his disdainful and arrogant demeanor, Thor and the others finally realized how punchable their own attitudes had been before.
Thor's explosive temper was instantly ignited:
"Laufey, how dare you violate the All-Father's decree and appear in Midgard?"
"Hm?" Laufey instinctively turned his head to look, and intense killing intent immediately appeared in his eyes:
"Who did I think it was? So it's that little princess who only knows how to cause trouble? Don't be impatient. After I capture that Midgardian named Peter Parker, you'll be next!"
Hearing Laufey directly call out his name, Peter was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized that this was another one of Loki's tricks.
Seeing that the Destroyer was ineffective, he just called all the Frost Giants to Earth, huh?
It seems that the dual-god resonance state he displayed really made this guy Loki quite envious.
He didn't even care about acting in front of Odin and Frigga anymore.
Thinking of this, Peter narrowed his eyes unconsciously.
Since you have already actively invaded Earth, and you're coming for me, too.
It would be a disservice to myself if I didn't fleece you for all you're worth!
Come to think of it, this guy's blood should also be worth quite a lot of sacrifice points!
With that thought in mind, Peter made a decision instantly.
He stepped forward, shielding the others behind him, and asked:
"Did Loki send you?"
"That brat doesn't have the qualifications to order me around; it's just a transaction."
Because the Grit on Peter had dissipated, and he wasn't using the dual-god resonance, Laufey didn't think there was anything special about Peter, and his tone was naturally extremely contemptuous:
"Vile mortal, be sensible and come with me directly. At least you'll suffer less, and fewer of your kind will die."
Facing Laufey's contemptuous words, Peter chose to respond directly with his fists.
Whoosh!
Stepping on the Moonwalk, he instantly appeared in front of Laufey, his fist, covered in Armament Haki, striking straight at the other's face.
Laufey was taken aback by the speed Peter burst out with, but after all, he was someone who, in his youth, could go head-to-head with Odin for a period of time using the casket of ancient winters.
Therefore, he reacted quickly, swiftly raising his arm to attempt a block.
Clang~
A loud sound that made people's eardrums ache rang out, and following that, Laufey involuntarily took half a step back.
Such great strength!
A trace of astonishment flashed in Laufey's eyes.
But this astonishment was quickly replaced by annoyance.
Did he, the dignified King of the Frost Giants, not need face?
To be repelled by a lowly Midgardian, if such news were to spread, how would other races in the Universe view them, the Frost Giants, in the future?
He must make this Midgardian pay the price; he must wash away this shame with his blood!
With this thought, Laufey let out a roar, and bone-chilling frost quickly condensed on his arm.
This frost, like maggots on a bone, spread along Peter's fist, and in the blink of an eye, it completely froze most of Peter's arm!
Chapter 203: The King of the Frost Giants Wants to Go Crazy? The tiger talisman Teaches You a Lesson!
Having completed the freezing, Laufey was incredibly confident.
The frost condensing on his arm was the Frigid Power from the deepest parts of Jotunheim, a bloodline power capable of freezing gods.
A thousand years ago, even Odin had lost an eye to his Frigid Power due to a moment of carelessness.
Thus, he was absolutely, positively certain that this ignorant Midgardian's arm had completely turned into a fragile icicle.
With just a light tap, it would shatter into ice shards all over the ground!
At this moment, Laufey had already envisioned the ensuing script in his mind.
He would shatter the limbs of this Midgardian who dared to provoke him into dust right in front of everyone!
He would announce the return of the Frost Giants in the most brutal way possible.
However, at the very moment he was about to strike,
A sudden change occurred on the field!
"Frost power, huh? Interesting~"
Peter's voice held a hint of amusement.
Immediately following...
Boom!
Under Laufey's incredulous gaze, an intensely scorching flame erupted, centered on Peter's body!
Blazing golden flames instantly enveloped Peter, as if donning him in a magnificent suit of fire armor.
The frost that had covered his arm couldn't last even a second against these flames, instantly evaporating into a mist of steam with a "sizzle."
Laufey, who was intent on shattering Peter's arm, bore the brunt of it, hit head-on by the erupting flames and feeling an unbearable burning pain.
He gasped, his body instinctively retreating backward.
Only after putting enough distance between himself and Peter did Laufey look down with lingering fear.
When he saw the wretched state of his own arm, the King of the Frost Giants's expression changed drastically.
His proud frost body had actually been charred black, and even emitted a faint burnt smell!
Although the flames licking his body had been extinguished, the persistent burning pain nearly drove him, who had long lived in low temperatures, insane.
Damn it!
How could this Midgardian possess such terrifying fire power?!
These flames were clearly no ordinary fire; he hadn't even felt this much pain when he fought Odin back then!
At this moment, Laufey wasn't the only one shocked.
Looking at the figure bathed in flames like a fire monarch in the center of the field,
Terror visibly rose in the red eyes of the Frost Giants as they recalled the fear of being dominated a thousand years ago.
On the other side, the expressions of Thor and Warriors Four of Asgard were even more remarkable.
Sif covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes practically overflowing with stars.
Lightning that rivaled Thor's!
A physical body capable of clashing head-on with the Destroyer!
And now, a divine fire that could cause even the King of the Frost Giants pain!
Just how many more surprises were hidden within this Midgardian powerhouse?
Thor looked at the Meow-Meow Hammer on the ground, then at Peter in the distance, his expression incredibly complex as he felt his worldview suffer an unprecedented shock.
Ever since he reached adulthood, he had campaigned across the Nine Realms, his Power of Thunder punishing all directions.
Such achievements had always led him to consider himself the foremost of the younger generation in the Nine Realms.
But now, after seeing Peter, his belief in being invincible was shaken.
It was one thing for this Midgardian to control the power of lightning without using Mjolnir, and to use a golden divine light similar to his father's.
But now he had actually produced a flame capable of incinerating all things...
God knows how many more trump cards this Midgardian was hiding?
How am I, the Son of Odin who can't even use lightning without his hammer, supposed to feel?
Which one of us is actually the Aesir?!
While everyone's eyes were fixed on Peter, he turned his gaze toward the horrified Laufey.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a seemingly gentle smile:
"Blue-skinned freak, what did you just say?"
"Come with you directly to suffer less, and fewer of my compatriots will die?"
Peter mimicked Laufey's previous tone, his voice full of mockery.
"Seeing as you were so 'generous,' how about I give you an opportunity too!"
At this, the gentle smile on his face vanished, replaced by an undisguised dominance and arrogance.
"Now, kneel and kowtow three times to me."
"As long as you're obedient, I'll let you suffer less too."
"Each of you leaves a hand behind, and I'll allow you to take this bunch of riffraff under you and get the hell off Earth alive, how about that?"
As his words fell, a deathly silence filled the area!
The jaws of Thor and the others nearly hit the ground.
No way, man!
Do you know who you're talking to?
The Frost Giant race is a major power that cannot be ignored in the entire Nine Realms!
You're actually making their king kowtow to you, and demanding everyone leave a hand behind before they can leave Midgard?
Even the All-Father wouldn't dare be as arrogant as you!
If the others were thinking this, one can only imagine how complex Laufey's feelings were.
The shock in Laufey's eyes was instantly replaced by endless rage.
His ice-blue face turned a purplish-blue from excessive anger.
What did he just hear?
This lowly Midgardian!
Actually dared to make him, the great King of the Frost Giants and ruler of Jotunheim, kneel and kowtow?!
A supreme humiliation!
Unforgivable!
Rage instantly drowned out what little reason remained in Laufey's heart.
"You... are... looking... for... death!"
Laufey practically squeezed these words through his teeth. The moment they were spoken, a terrifying Frigid Power erupted, causing the moisture in the air to condense into snowflakes and the ground to freeze instantly.
He was completely fuming!
"Kill him!"
Laufey roared hysterically.
"Warriors! Kill all the Midgardians here! Make them pay for this bastard's arrogance! Only the blood of a madman can wash away the humiliation suffered by the Frost Giants!"
"Roar!"
At Laufey's command, battle intent surged in the red eyes of the Frost Giants.
Hundreds of elite Frost Giants, without a second thought, followed their king's order and charged at the surrounding, wary Agents.
"Fire!"
Seeing this group of blue-skinned monsters with an average height of over two meters charging, Natasha and Phil almost instinctively gave the order to fire.
"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"
The Agents faithfully pulled their triggers, but the bullets hitting the ice-covered skin of the Frost Giants only kicked up sprays of ice chips, failing to cause any effective damage.
"So tough, the bullets can't pierce them at all!"
"What do we do? It's too late to request fire support now!"
"Should we retreat? We're no match for them!"
As the Frost Giants drew closer, the Agents present couldn't help but fall into a panic.
Just as everyone was in a chaotic mess like headless flies,
Buzz~
A white light suddenly flared from Peter's body in mid-air.
And then, his figure actually split in two in the blink of an eye!
It was exactly the splitting ability of the tiger talisman!
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Chapter 204: Two Extremes, Laufey is Numb
High in the sky, Peter's figure began to fluctuate and distort, finally splitting into two completely independent individuals, each taking a step forward to the left and right.
On the left was 'Good Peter,' burning with platinum-gold flames and wearing a holy, compassionate expression.
On the right was 'Evil Peter,' surrounded by violent, rolling crimson flames and wearing a wild, arrogant smile.
Perhaps because Peter possessed absolute control over the tiger talisman.
He found that his split was slightly different from the performance of characters in the original work.
In the original work, once split into good and evil sides by the tiger talisman, two completely different personalities would be generated.
The two personalities would have clashing tempers, making it difficult to cooperate, and they would even resist merging back into one.
But Peter didn't have to worry about such problems.
Because at this moment, it wasn't so much that he was split in two, but rather split in three.
In addition to these pure good and evil sides, an 'Id' in spiritual form was also retained!
This Id possessed absolute control over the two clones.
When he issued an order, although the two clones had different styles of doing things, they would strictly follow the will of the Id.
It was the same when merging.
No matter how much the good and evil sides resisted fusion, as long as the Id issued the command, the two would immediately merge into one.
Just as the Frost Giants were about to strike the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, the two Peters each made a move.
Good Peter used Moonwalk, instantly flashing in front of Natasha and the others.
The moment he landed, he pressed both hands onto the ground.
In the next second, a translucent platinum-gold shield composed entirely of flames and divine power rose from the ground, enveloping everyone present.
"Rest assured, as long as I am here, no one shall suffer!"
Good Peter turned his head and gave Natasha and the others a heartwarming smile.
That smile was as gentle as jade, even carrying an inexplicable sense of divinity.
Bang~!
A Frost Giant used the power of frost to condense his fists into the shape of morning stars, smashing heavily against the shield and causing violent ripples.
Sif was about to draw her sword, but she was held back by the shoulder by the smiling Good Peter.
"Rest assured, it is very sturdy and will not be shattered by those barbarians."
As he spoke, Good Peter reached out a finger and touched Sif's shoulder. The power of the horse talisman flowed into Sif's body through his fingertip, instantly healing the injury on her shoulder.
Then it was Fandral, Hogun, and the newly awakened Volstagg.
In just a few seconds, Warriors Four of Asgard were resurrected to full health.
This scene directly stunned Thor:
"Why waste your power on defense and healing? You only need to increase your energy output to make those bastards suffer!"
"That is not the task I am responsible for." Good Peter still maintained that smiling appearance, speaking as calmly as an aristocratic gentleman:
"Besides, they are but a group of poor souls following orders, why make things difficult for them."
Just as his voice fell.
Arrogant bursts of laughter echoed from the sky:
"Jie jie jie, what a bunch of blue-skinned ugly freaks who don't know death when they see it. Since you've chosen to seek death, I'll grant your wish!"
The one speaking was precisely Evil Peter.
He was currently hovering over the densest gathering of Frost Giants.
His right hand was raised high, and in his palm, crimson Lava Chakra was spinning and compressing frantically.
The firelight rapidly took shape amidst the high-speed rotation, and before long, it condensed into an oversized Flame Rasenshuriken.
Sage Art: Lava Release Rasenshuriken!
"Cry, scream, and then... die!"
Vroom~
The crimson shuriken whistled as it fell at extreme speed.
The moment it hit the ground, a terrifying storm of high heat expanded rapidly.
The dozen or so Frost Giants in the front row didn't even have time to scream before their massive bodies vaporized into clouds of blue smoke the moment they touched the heatwave.
Immediately after, the storm began to spread, and Chakra needles as small as nanometers began to ravage the battlefield on a large scale.
One Frost Giant managed to escape the blast radius with great difficulty.
Just as he was lamenting the difficulty of this narrow escape, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his palm.
He stared blankly at his hand.
The originally blue veins were now visibly turning red to the naked eye.
It was as if the blood in his body had been heated to an extremely high temperature.
"He—"
He only had time to utter a single syllable.
Bang!
In the next second, his body suddenly exploded.
The scalding blood fell onto the bodies of his nearby kin, sizzling like lava and causing bursts of screams all around.
As for that unlucky Frost Giant, only a charred skeleton remained.
The battlefield instantly turned into a slaughterhouse.
Taking advantage of the Frost Giants' chaos, Evil Peter descended quietly, his Vibranium longblade carving out streaks of crimson silk.
He clearly had the ability to easily cut, slice, and mince these Frost Giants into pieces.
Yet each time, he only scratched the surface.
The blade sliced through muscle and tendons but did not touch a single vital point.
This was not mercy; it was only so that these ugly freaks would be powerless to resist as they watched the flames attached to their bodies slowly devour their torsos.
During this process, the screams from their throats were Evil Peter's favorite masterpiece of music.
Inside the shield.
Having finished his healing work, Good Peter pulled out an exquisite tea set from somewhere, elegantly brewing cups of tea and handing them to the terrified Phil and the others:
"Have a cup of hot tea to calm your nerves; the commotion outside will be over soon."
After pouring the tea, he even asked with a smile:
"Does anyone want some tea snacks? My culinary skills are also quite good~"
Meanwhile, outside the shield.
Evil Peter's blade rose and fell incessantly, chopping without even blinking an eye.
The crowd looked here, then looked there; the intense sense of fragmentation made them unconsciously feel a sense of absurdity in their hearts.
On the other side, Laufey, King of the Frost Giants, watched as Evil Peter easily crushed his most elite soldiers like killing chickens—no, like crushing ants—and felt that his whole world was falling apart.
Madman!
He had unleashed a total madman!
"Enough! Stop!"
Laufey's voice cracked with agitation as he watched a fifth of his elite troops vanish in the blink of an eye.
He had originally thought the other party's act of splitting in two was a self-destructive move.
After all, logically speaking, if a person's mana and strength were halved, they would definitely become easier to deal with, right?
However, reality had slapped him hard in the face...
Not only was this guy's strength not weakened in the slightest, but the flames on his body showed signs of burning even more fiercely.
If he was allowed to keep killing, the elite legion that Laufey had spent a thousand years training would be slaughtered by this guy with just 0.5 of his self!
"Lowly Midgardian, have the guts to come and fight a duel to the death with this King!"
Laufey provoked Evil Peter with words while releasing frost power to freeze the ground beneath his feet, attempting to catch up with him this way.
Evil Peter, who was having a blast killing, glanced at him as if looking at a Joker, a crazed smile inevitably appearing on his face:
"Oi~ old man, let's play a game. Let's see if I can kill all your men before you catch up to me?"
Chapter 205: Wiped Out, It's Your Turn Next
Peter's flippant words fell on Laufey's ears, sounding more piercing than the most vicious curse in the World.
"You... deserve to die!"
Laufey was nearly bursting with rage; the King of the Frost Giants had completely abandoned his royal poise, charging at Evil Peter like a frenzied Beast.
Wherever he passed, sharp ice spikes froze out of the ground, and moisture in the air turned into lethal ice blades, raining down on Evil Peter from all directions.
However, Evil Peter moved like a fire spirit dancing on a knife's edge, shifting and dodging.
With the enhancement of Observation Haki, he either dodged using Moonwalk or altered his body shape through Paper Arts, making every one of Laufey's attacks miss by a hair's breadth, instead hitting his own subordinates.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the King of the Frost Giants says nothing, only blindly causing Carnage among his own men."
"Damn it, if it weren't for you lowly commoners blocking the way, this King would have hit that Midgardian long ago!"
Evil Peter didn't stop at creating the illusion of being "just a bit away from killing this bastard" over and over; while dodging, he even cosplayed as a narrator or mimicked Laufey's tone to keep messing with Laufey's head.
During this process, his hands weren't idle either, continuously swinging his blade.
Swish swish swish~
Every swing of the blade unleashed streaks of blazing saber light.
Wherever the saber light passed, it was often accompanied by groups of Frost Giants losing limbs; the unluckier ones were sliced in half on the spot.
Then, they were burned to ashes by the fire that clung to them like maggots to a bone.
"Lowly Midgardian! Stand still for this King!"
Laufey roared, throwing an even larger ice spear that whistled through the air, aimed straight at Evil Peter's back.
Without looking back, Evil Peter twisted his body lightly; the ice spear grazed past him, pinning a terrified Frost Giant to death on the spot.
Immediately after, he swung his blade back, and another Frost Giant trying to stop Peter was consumed by fire.
"Aaaaaah!"
Laufey had gone completely mad.
He felt like a toyed-with Joker; no matter how hard he attacked, he couldn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.
Meanwhile, the opponent was leisurely, one by one, causing Carnage among his people, his army, and his hope for restoring his kingdom right in front of him!
This bastard was simply a nemesis tailor-made for him by the Creator.
His fire perfectly countered his own ice.
His speed made all of his attacks a joke.
His destructive power left his tribesmen with no power to resist.
This feeling of having strength but nowhere to use it was more painful than being killed!
Inside the protective shield, everyone was stunned as they watched Peter deal with Laufey in a nearly mocking manner.
Thor's mouth hung open as he couldn't help but mutter:
"How did this Planet give birth to a powerhouse of this level?"
He couldn't help but compare Peter to himself in his prime.
The more he compared, the more uncertain he felt.
He couldn't win; even in his prime, he probably wouldn't be Peter's match at all!
In Sif's and Natasha's beautiful eyes, love was completely overflowing.
So handsome!
So strong!
So domineering!
This man perfectly hit all their fantasies of a partner!
Time passed minute by minute, and at some point, a thick layer of ash had covered the ground.
The Frost Giant army, which originally numbered in the hundreds, now had only a dozen or so left.
These Frost Giants no longer had the arrogance and fighting spirit they had when they first arrived.
They huddled together, their red eyes filled with fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably as they looked at the figure in the air like a demon god, unable to even muster the courage to resist.
Too terrifying.
This Midgardian was even more terrifying than the All-Father!
Although the All-Father was powerful, he was merciful after all and wouldn't do something like exterminating them.
But the Midgardian before them clearly didn't intend to let them leave Midgard alive!
"Tsk... why have you stopped running?"
Evil Peter looked down at the group of Frost Giants huddling for warmth, his tone full of disdain.
"If the prey just buries its head in the sand and stays still, where's the fun in hunting?"
Looking at the ashes of his compatriots all over the ground and hearing the demon's whispers in his ear, Laufey's spirit finally broke completely at this moment.
Those were his soldiers, the capital for restoration he had accumulated over a thousand years of biding his time!
He had originally envisioned that after killing the sleeping Odin and reclaiming the casket of ancient winters, he would lead this elite army he had secretly trained for a thousand years to start a war of conquest and restore the supreme glory of the Frost Giant race from a thousand years ago.
Laufey was over two thousand years old now, which was considered old even among the long-lived Frost Giants.
In other words, he didn't have another thousand years to train a second army like this.
This army was his last hope.
But now...
Everything had become a dream and a bubble.
His army, his hope, had been easily torn through by a Midgardian.
This meant that he, Laufey, King of the Frost Giants, would have no possibility of rising again for the rest of his life!
He would be forever nailed to the pillar of shame in Jotunheim as a failure!
"It's you! It's all because of you!"
Laufey's crimson eyes stared fixedly at Evil Peter, burning with overwhelming hatred and madness.
"Lowly Midgardian! I will kill you!"
"I won't just kill you! I'll find your family! Your friends! Everyone related to you!"
"I'll make them howl in an endless icy hell! I'll crush your bones inch by inch and forge them into a crown passed down through my race for generations!"
Facing Laufey's crazed roars and vicious curses, the smile on Evil Peter's face grew even more brilliant.
"Still in the mood for trash talk?"
"Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon!"
The moment his words fell, Evil Peter raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
In the next second, more than a dozen swords and sabers made of fire instantly appeared around him.
Swish~!
As Peter pointed his finger,
These fire blades all turned into meteors, shooting towards the terrified Frost Giants below.
The Frost Giants instinctively tried to run, but clearly, all struggle was in vain.
Those blades made entirely of fire seemed to have guidance systems; no matter how they fled for their lives, they could precisely harvest their lives.
Chests were pierced, bodies were incinerated.
In the blink of an eye, the last dozen or so Frost Giants lost their lives.
The entire World went completely silent.
Evil Peter also slowly descended from the air at this time, a mocking smile on his lips as he walked step by step toward Laufey, who stood frozen on the spot:
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity!"
"Game over, huh~"
"Since you couldn't stop me, then next..."
"It's your turn!"
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Chapter 206: Your punches... feel like you're acting spoiled~
At this moment, Laufey's heart was as cold as ashes.
Whatever agreement with Loki, whatever revival of the Frost Giants... he no longer cared about any of it.
Now, only one thought remained in his mind—
Kill that Midgardian!
Even if it meant they died together!
Terrifying frost power erupted at this moment like a volcano!
The terrifying chill instantly swept through the area; even the surface of the protective shield maintained by Good Peter began to crystallize with patterns of frost!
This was Laufey's final strike, fueled by burning his very life!
His withered body swelled frantically under the infusion of this power, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a world-ending giant over fifteen meters tall, clad in frost armor!
"Die~!"
Laufey let out a roar that didn't sound human, then swung a mountain-like Frost Giant fist, carrying enough power to shatter mountains, and smashed it down towards Evil Peter!
Facing this world-destroying punch, Evil Peter didn't even intend to dodge.
He casually put the tang long saber into his storage ring and unhurriedly raised his right fist.
Upon his fist, crimson flames burned fiercely.
"Want to stake your life against your daddy? I'll grant your wish."
Boom!!!
In the next second, one large and one small, two completely disproportionate fists collided fiercely in the most primitive and savage way!
A terrifying shockwave exploded outward with the two of them at the center, and the scorched earth was plowed open layer by layer!
The ground beneath Evil Peter's feet shattered inch by inch, with spiderweb-like cracks extending a hundred meters away.
But...
That was all.
Despite the grand momentum of this punch, that "miniature" human figure remained standing as straight as a spear.
Laufey's power, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, was steadily caught by Evil Peter!
Furthermore, it caused no damage whatsoever!
"Is that it?" Evil Peter grinned, his voice still full of mockery.
What?
This is impossible!
Laufey almost crushed his teeth; he unleashed his last remaining strength, and his other sky-covering fist followed, smashing towards Evil Peter with a shrill whistling sound!
But this time, Evil Peter didn't even bother to raise his fist.
Under the shocked gazes of Natasha, Sif, and the others, Peter performed a literal "taking it with his head"!
Is he crazy?!
Using his physical body to tank the attack of such a terrifying giant?!
Bang!
The sensation of the fist hitting flesh filled Laufey with joy.
It hit!
Fearing Peter wouldn't die, he threw two more punches without a second thought.
Under the three punches, the protective shield created by Good Peter was blasted with eye-catching cracks by the violent impact.
Outside the area covered by the shield, the original desert had completely turned into a basin.
It was shocking, as if it had been struck by a giant meteorite.
Inside the shield, Natasha's brow furrowed into a deep frown.
Tanking such an attack was simply too reckless.
However, Good Peter beside her casually took a sip of hot tea and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Calm down," he said with a smile. "An attack of this level can't do anything to me~"
Sure enough, almost as soon as Good Peter finished speaking, Evil Peter's signature villainous laughter rang out from between Laufey's fingers.
Laufey lifted his hand in surprise and saw Evil Peter looking at him with a relaxed expression.
Not only was he unharmed, but a layer of brilliant golden battle aura rose from him, making him look even more like the All-Father than Odin...
...
Laufey, burning his life, was indeed powerful.
But unfortunately, he wasn't strong enough to kill a god with one punch.
For Peter, who was protected by the horse talisman, any damage that couldn't completely erase him in one hit would be restored to its original state the moment it was received.
So, his life-risking attack, in Evil Peter's eyes—
Was purely a scratch!
Evil Peter, in his full Grit state, cracked his neck with a series of crisp "clack-clack" sounds.
He raised his eyes burning with flames and looked playfully at this king who was already at the end of his rope, delivering the most heart-piercing evaluation:
"Ugly, your punches... feel like you're acting spoiled~"
These words were like a heavy hammer, completely shattering Laufey's last bit of dignity.
Laufey's massive body reflexively took half a step back:
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
At this moment, he couldn't even summon any anger; his mind was filled only with endless fear.
He was confident that even if Odin took those three punches just now, there was a high probability he would fall.
How could this Midgardian be unharmed?!
This scene, which completely exceeded his cognition, caused the already broken Laufey to be completely terrified.
But just as he wanted to say something more, Evil Peter spoke the final sentence:
"Ready? This next punch... is going to be crazy..."
The moment the words fell, Evil Peter instantly flashed in front of Laufey:
"Goodnight~"
As his voice trailed off, golden flames visibly ignited on his right fist held at his waist.
The flames quickly took shape, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a wild and ferocious golden dragon head with distinct scales and horns.
Haymaker · Fire Dragon!
Boom!!!
With Peter's punch, the roaring fire dragon slammed into Laufey's large face with unstoppable force.
Under everyone's extremely horrified gazes, Laufey's large face, filled with shock, anger, resentment, and despair, was instantly blown apart by the impact of the golden dragon before he could even let out a scream!
The headless body stood frozen for a moment before collapsing heavily backward, hitting the ground with a dull thud and kicking up a cloud of dust.
The King of the Frost Giants, Laufey!
Had fallen!
Landing, Evil Peter glanced at the corpse on the ground that was still emitting frost and curled his lip in disdain:
"Boring~"
After saying that, he looked back at Good Peter.
Good Peter raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the protective shield instantly shattered.
In the next second, the two turned into streaks of light and merged into one in mid-air.
Peter's figure reappeared.
The intense divinity and demonism were completely retracted at this moment, leaving only the confident and calm youth standing proudly in the field.
On the other side, in the distant Asgard of Asgard, Loki slid uncontrollably from the throne due to intense shock.
It's over, everything is over.
No one would have thought that the wisdom he took pride in and the schemes he meticulously planned would be completely crushed by the absolute strength of that Midgardian named Peter Parker.
At this moment, he seemed to see the scene of Thor returning to Asgard, making him live under the other's shadow once again.
At the thought of tasting the bitter Apple of failure again, a flash of madness crossed Loki's eyes.
Why?
Why did he exhaust all his schemes only for it to be all for naught in the end?
He refused to accept it!
Thinking of this, Loki looked up at the casket of ancient winters and gungnir placed beside him, a final glimmer of hope burning in his eyes.
"Since you insist on forcing me to this point!"
"Then... let's all be destroyed together!"