Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

The Arctic winds seemed to stand still at that moment.

The enormous shadow enveloped everything, casting not darkness, but a chill that emanated from the depths of the soul.

It looked down at the tiny creature on the ice field, a madman blinded by desire, a fool blinded by hatred.

A low, sinister laugh echoed in the empty hall.

He laughed at Ze Mo for his lack of strategy, and at the original sin for his lack of wisdom.

Can you gain power by lifting a hammer?

What a joke!

There are no winners in this scheming battle; the true winner is none other than him—the god of fear, "The Great Serpent" Kur!

Baron Zemo lay sprawled on the ground, his broken ribs making each breath feel like a knife cutting into his soul, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the terror in his soul.

He stared in horror at the shadow. What was that thing?

God? Or... a demon?

Original Sin, no, at this moment she should be called "Destroyer of Worlds" Skadi.

She held her warhammer high, and the ecstasy and ambition that belonged to Cynthia Schmidt on her face were rapidly fading, replaced by an empty, inhuman divinity.

His gaze swept over everyone present, including the once loyal Sisters of Sin, and even the half-dead, mad dog Zemo on the ground.

The fear, confusion, and despair on everyone's faces were clearly reflected in their empty pupils.

Finally, she opened her mouth, and a hoarse sound came from her throat:

"Though these are just appetizers, these fears... are truly a long-lost delicacy!"

The voice did not belong to Cynthia herself, but to an ancient will that has existed in this world for tens of thousands of years—the god of fear, Odin's brother, the "Great Serpent" Kur!

Having been imprisoned in the deep sea for nearly ten thousand years, he had almost forgotten what fear tasted like!

"Boss?" A member of the Sinful Sisters sensed something was wrong and called out cautiously.

But what responded to her was a roaring warhammer!

The "Winter Goddess Hammer" swung its weapon in a wide arc, smashing it down on its former "subordinates".

Wherever the warhammer passed, time and space seemed to freeze instantly.

A visible, deep blue chill erupted from the warhammer, instantly engulfing the entire area.

Winter is coming!

"what!"

Heart-wrenching screams rose and fell.

The members of the Sinister Sisters, those female assassins feared in the dark world, were now frozen in place like mosquitoes encased in amber.

The ice spread upwards inch by inch from their feet, so fast that it even exceeded their ability to think!

When they came to their senses, ice had covered their entire bodies, but strangely, their consciousness had not been frozen.

Their eyes could still move, they could still clearly see the panic on each other's faces, and they could feel the warmth being drained from their bodies little by little, their life force flowing away like the receding tide.

The process of dying was stretched out indefinitely, every second was agonizing.

The purest and most intense fear and despair they experienced during this process transformed into invisible energies that rushed into Skadi's Hammer and, through the warhammer, were poured into the imprisoned ancient soul.

"Heh...heh..." The shadow above the hall, namely the "God of Fear" Kur, let out a satisfied sigh.

This is the taste!

After thoroughly exploiting his subordinates and watching their lives vanish in a very short time, he realized their value.

Skadi slammed her warhammer down, and an ice spear instantly pierced through the thick wall of the steel fortress, tearing a gap in it.

Gazing at the gap, Skadi soared into the sky and flew straight in one direction—the Mariana Trench.

That place is the sealed land of Kur!

In the unfathomable depths of the Mariana Trench, five ancient sea serpents, each larger than a warship, dwell.

They are the guardians left behind by Odin, fulfilling their duties for millennia.

Ensure the seal is not broken by others, and ensure that the former king of Asgard does not return!

hiss~

The sea snakes sensed danger and simultaneously opened their enormous vertical pupils.

The sea snakes flicked their tongues, rolled up their bodies, and stirred up a tremendous underwater current.

However, they clearly underestimated Skadi's power, which was blessed by the hammer of the winter goddess.

The undercurrents, powerful enough to crush any giant ship, were utterly powerless to stop Skadi's arrival.

The icy blue light, carrying unparalleled power, tore through the ocean currents and slammed heavily onto the head of a sea serpent.

Without a deafening explosion, accompanied by the frenzied surging of the waves, the giant serpent's body rapidly froze and silently plunged into the unfathomable depths of the sea.

The death of its companion spurred the remaining four sea snakes.

The sea serpents roared silently as they fearlessly attacked Skadi, the destroyer of the world.

But faced with absolute power, their defeat was only a matter of time.

Finally, several hours later, all five sea serpents perished, and the wounded Destroyer Skadi arrived at the massive stone gate inscribed with an ancient seal.

After taking a deep breath, Skadi pressed her warhammer against the crack in the stone door, and a terrifying chill seeped in through the crack, disrupting the flow of the magic circle.

With Skadi's frantic roar, the stone gate finally burst open.

Endless darkness surged forth, and when the darkness dissipated, an old man with a hunched back, who could barely support himself with the help of a huge scepter in his hand, completely broke free from his restraints!

"I, Kur Bolson, have returned!"

"The Great Serpent" Kur staggered toward Skadi, and as his finger touched Skadi's forehead, he read all of Cynthia Schmidt's memories.

"Earth... Avengers... Peter Parker, the 'Arbiter'"

"Peter Parker?"

Kuhl's mind lingered on the name "Peter Parker" for a moment.

In the memories of original sin, this man was so powerful that he was almost incomprehensible, even possessing power comparable to that of a god.

"Hmph, just a brat from Midgard."

Kur scoffed dismissively.

He wouldn't even consider such a lowly being worthy of his attention.

But he was not blinded by the long-awaited freedom.

He could sense that his current strength was less than one-thousandth of what it was at its peak.

More importantly, his brother, the one who overthrew his rule, stole power from him, and sealed him here—Odin—is not dead!

Although his aura was also quite old, he had long held a high position and could draw divine power from the World Tree at any time.

As for himself, having been imprisoned for a thousand years, his body was weaker than ever before!

We must not act rashly until we are absolutely certain that we can make that damned brother pay the price.

"Since that's the case... then let fear descend first!"

"My apostles, I command you to spread fear to every corner of this world!"

"Sing hymns to the King's return!"