However, this time, there wasn't even the slightest sound.His all-out strike was caught once again—by Peter, with a single hand.
"No… that's my hammer. Give it back!"
Even Mjolnir was easily taken from his grasp by Peter.
Whoosh!
Peter casually tossed Thor's body to the ground, then looked at the hammer in his hand with interest.
Boom… boom!
But besides the sound of Thor hitting the ground, Peter heard another deafening explosion in the distance. His gaze instantly shifted toward it, the coldness in his eyes deepening.
The hand gripping Mjolnir slowly tightened.
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"The timing of the so-called God of Thunder is truly terrible."
Sensing the sudden explosion in the distance, and feeling that the powerful energy which had been drawing his attention was slowly dissipating, Peter's icy gaze returned to Thor lying on the ground.
"My hammer!"
Thor smashed into the ground, creating a massive crater. Enduring the excruciating pain throughout his body, he slowly climbed out, staring at the figure in the sky with disbelief in his eyes.
"Mjolnir, return to me!"
The next moment, as background music swelled, Thor raised his right hand and clenched his fist, calling out to his hammer in his heart.
Hum!
Responding to Thor's summons, the hammer in Peter's hand began to tremble violently, emitting a low buzzing sound.
"No… this is impossible!"
Peter was actually able to wield Mjolnir—this left Thor utterly stunned.
Even more unbelievable was that despite his call, the hammer could not break free from Peter's grasp.
"Hmph!"
Feeling the growing resistance, Peter snorted coldly and flew straight toward Thor on the ground.
"Give me back my hammer!"
Thor looked up at Peter and shouted without hesitation.
"Give it back to you? If you admit defeat now, I might consider it."
Peter looked down at him coldly, hoping he would make the right choice.
"No! Never! Warriors of Asgard will never surrender to a weak human!"
The proud God of Thunder could never accept defeat—especially at the hands of a human.
"Oh, what a shame."
Peter had given him a chance. Since Thor refused to take it, Peter no longer hesitated.
Gripping Mjolnir with one hand, he slowly released a terrifying power—one even he could not fully measure.
Hum…
As if sensing imminent danger, the hammer trembled violently, letting out a mournful cry.
"What… what are you planning to do?!"
Realizing what Peter intended, Thor stared at him in shock and desperately summoned Mjolnir with all his strength.
Yet aside from shaking more violently in Peter's hand, the hammer showed no sign of returning.
"No… you can't do this!"
"Without Mjolnir, I'll lose my title as the God of Thunder!"
For the first time, panic and regret appeared on Thor's proud face.
"Mr. Superman…"
Nick Fury stepped forward, trying to stop Peter.
But when Peter cast him an unfriendly glance, Fury fell silent.
[Ah—!]
The background music surged toward a new climax.
At that moment, cracks finally appeared on Mjolnir. A fracture spread slowly from Peter's fingertips across the entire hammer.
"Oh no—everyone, get down!"
Seeing the blinding silver light bursting from the cracks, Nick Fury's expression changed drastically.
"No!"
Thor, unwilling to witness this, used the last of his strength to leap into the air, trying to snatch the hammer from Peter.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Thor's attempt, Peter no longer held back and suddenly increased his grip.
Boom!
In an instant, the already fractured Mjolnir exploded.
The immense energy contained within it was released at once, creating an unimaginably terrifying shockwave.
The blast sent Thor—who had been lunging through the air—flying backward.
The shockwave expanded in all directions.
The thick storm clouds covering the sky were instantly blown away.
Sunlight once again illuminated the land, revealing countless fragments of silver metal scattered across the ground.
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In Asgard, within a magnificent golden palace—
Countless Asgardians had gathered, awaiting the start of the ceremony.
Today, the All-Father Odin would decide the next heir to the throne of Asgard.
Odin's son, Thor, was to become the new successor.
From this day forward, Thor would rule and protect all of Asgard, leading it toward an even more prosperous future.
However, as the ceremony time drew near, Thor was nowhere to be seen.
This sparked heated discussion among the waiting crowd.
Clang!
Odin, clad in golden armor, slowly but forcefully planted the Eternal Spear, Gungnir, into the ground.
A deep, resonant sound echoed throughout the hall—and all of Asgard—instantly silencing the crowd.
The hall fell into complete silence.
"Queen Frigga, why has Thor not yet arrived?"
Odin's deep voice rose slowly, his simple words carrying overwhelming authority.
"I… I may have been too excited and lost track of time."
Frigga looked displeased but forced a smile, offering an excuse for Thor.
Then Odin turned to the man beside him, wearing a horned helmet.
"Loki, go fetch your brother."
"…He didn't actually go to Midgard, did he?"
Loki's expression darkened. He suddenly recalled Thor mentioning days ago that he wanted to go to Midgard to challenge a human.
"Yes, Mother."
Though he didn't want Thor to inherit the throne so easily, Loki had no choice but to leave.
But before he could even exit the palace—
Odin, who had been sitting calmly on the throne, suddenly stood up.
"Who is it?!"
Veins bulged on the hand gripping Gungnir. The old man vanished—replaced by the terrifying presence of the ruler of the Nine Realms.
He slowly raised his head, his single eye seeming to peer across all realms.
"What happened?"
Everyone present was shaken by Odin's overwhelming aura.
But in the next instant—
That presence vanished.
And so did Odin from the throne.
"Loki… where did your brother go?!"
Seeing Odin disappear, Frigga realized something terrible had happened and urgently questioned Loki.
"…He said he was going to Earth to challenge a new god."