Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Queen Frigga, who was arranging potions beside the throne, was startled by the divine power Odin suddenly unleashed, and the potions slipped from her hands and fell to the ground.

She instinctively turned to look at her husband.

She noticed a solemn expression on her husband's face that hadn't appeared for over a thousand years.

In the thousands of years she spent with Odin, Odin showed this expression only a handful of times.

The last time I saw this expression was when her daughter, who wasn't her biological daughter, chose to completely break with Odin.

"What's wrong?" Frigga couldn't help but move closer to Odin.

Odin did not answer immediately, but simply reached out and grasped Frigga's hand tightly.

That hand was trembling slightly.

Frigga's heart clenched; there were few things in the Nine Realms that could make the Father of Gods tremble.

"Listen, my dear." Odin gripped Frigga's hand tightly, his voice low and slow, each word seeming to be squeezed out of his throat with great effort.

"During the time I'm in Odin's slumber, whatever happens, even if the Earth is destroyed as a result..."

He paused for a moment, his one eye fixed intently on Frigga.

"Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely do not let Thor go to Earth."

The fact that the Father of the Gods could say "ten million" three times shows how serious the matter was.

Frigga was stunned.

"Why? What exactly happened on Earth?"

Odin opened his mouth, as if to explain something, but he could feel the power of Odin's Sleep irresistibly dragging his consciousness into the abyss.

He only had time to utter one last sentence:

"That distant prophecy... has finally come true."

"Once Thor leaves Asgard, he will be gone from us forever..."

After uttering the last word, Odin's hand slipped from Frigga's palm, and he fell into Odin's Slumber.

Frigga stood rooted to the spot, a fear she had never felt before surging through her.

"Heimdall!"

For the first time, the diva lost all her elegance and dignity, screaming Heimdall's name.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders."

"The Rainbow Bridge is closed effective immediately. No one is permitted to leave Asgard without my permission, especially Thor!"

……

Chernobyl.

After an initial clash of wills, Wanda finally launched her first attack.

Without any hesitation, she immediately aimed the chaos magic at Peter.

She wants to redefine Peter's material composition directly at the molecular level by altering reality—just as she did to Gravik before.

But the moment the chaotic magic touched Peter's body, a hazy white light emerged from Peter's skin—that was the Horse Charm at work.

Prisoner: Do not harm my lord!

White and red light clashed fiercely on Peter's body.

Every time the chaotic magic attempts to rewrite Peter's body structure, the Horse Charm immediately corrects it.

Rewrite, correct, rewrite, correct.

This process was repeated tens of thousands of times in a fraction of a second.

After tens of thousands of clashes, Wanda finally came to a conclusion—her ability to rewrite reality was completely ineffective against Peter.

"impossible!"

Wanda's voice was tinged with obvious anxiety.

She increased the intensity of her output, and the scarlet vortex behind her expanded rapidly, from ten meters to fifty meters, then one hundred meters.

The terrifying magical power pressed down so hard that even the Three-Day Shield creaked and groaned.

Gwen's hands trembled, and she had to borrow the power of another Word of Power to upgrade the three-day shield in front of her into a four-day resistance shield.

Only then could they completely withstand the terrifying impact of the magic.

After realizing that eliminating Peter directly was wishful thinking, Wanda decisively abandoned the idea of ​​taking direct action against him.

She raised her hand, and the earth rumbled in that instant.

"OMG!"

"My God!"

"What the hell?!"

The world's audience was stunned at this moment.

Because Wanda, through her chaos magic, managed to lift all of Cherokee's buildings—including the Skrulls' secret underground base that they had been building for decades—into the air.

With the effect of chaos magic, the tens of thousands of tons of architectural ruins instantly coalesced into various geometric patterns of sharp cones.

It all came crashing down on Peter!

The sense of oppression brought about by this scene was in no way inferior to that of a meteorite falling from the sky.

Faced with these incredibly dense metal blocks, Peter couldn't help but show a troubled expression.

Don't misunderstand!

He wasn't struggling with how to dodge.

Instead... which element should we use?

Was it the Wood Release technique that you used quite easily on Planet Igo? Or the Lightning Release and Fire Release techniques that you haven't used for a while?

After a brief moment of hesitation, Peter made his choice.

"Henshin!"

His right hand brushed against the Wizard Driver at his waist.

【Flame, please!】

At the same time, the small, broken watch in my hand spun wildly.

Thunderbolt form + Celestial energy, and...

"Fireproof!!!"

With a shout that sounded like a madman, golden flames suddenly erupted and quickly covered Peter's entire body.

Although this time I did not use the power of the dragon god to transform into the ultimate fire dragon, the amplification brought by the power of the gods was even greater than that of the dragon god.

Perhaps it could be named... the Zhurong Mode?!

With that thought in mind, Peter chuckled and then flashed into view, instantly appearing in front of the nearest metal geometry.

And then...

boom!

The moment the fist made contact with the geometric shape that was completely disproportionate to his body, golden flames quickly clung to the entire geometric shape like maggots clinging to a bone.

In the blink of an eye, fine cracks appeared on the seemingly tight metal geometry without any gaps.

With a crisp sound, the overburdened geometry shattered instantly.

In the midst of this process, Peter's figure had already flashed to the next geometric shape.

He moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he destroyed all those geometric shapes one by one.

The raging golden flames scorched the metal fragments, causing a rare shower of sparks to fall from the sky, like fireworks from a metal forging process.

Molten iron, heated to a bright red, poured down, turning the entire ground of Chernobyl into a sheet of metal.

The shocking scene left not only the viewers in front of the screen, but even Wanda herself was stunned.

"You possess power enough to instill fear in anyone but me, but your fighting instincts are completely lacking!"

Accompanied by a light, airy voice, Peter approached Wanda, bringing with him a blazing heatwave.

In her panic, Wanda tried to conjure walls out of thin air in front of Peter, but the walls were burned away one by one by the golden flames on Peter's body before they could be formed.

"Don't come any closer!"

Wanda screamed and tried to make a last-ditch effort, but it was too late.

Before she could retaliate, Peter had already extended his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and precisely tapped her smooth forehead...