Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

The jet-black venom came without warning.

There were no energy fluctuations, no spreading killing intent, and even Peter's proud Observation Haki did not give any warning.

Because this is not a real attack at all.

It was a curse.

A vicious curse from a dying god.

The pitch-black liquid struck Peter precisely on the back, penetrating his clothes and seeping into his skin.

In that instant, Peter felt as if his spine had been filled with a whole tube of liquid nitrogen.

Icy.

paralysis.

Then comes diffusion.

The aura of death began at the point of contact and spread throughout the body at an unstoppable speed.

His spine lost sensation first, followed by his left arm, and then half of his torso.

Gwen, whose spider-sense had been enhanced by the Celestial energy, was the first to react.

"Peter!"

She gasped and lunged forward to check on Peter's condition.

But before she could pounce, Thor, who had just been healed by the Twin Heavenly Shields, grabbed her wrist:

"Don't go over there! That curse isn't as simple as you think!"

"This is beyond the scope of your healing abilities!"

Thor looked at Peter, who was covered in the curse, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

He thought of that prophecy:

"Only the Son of Thunder can end the great serpent forever when it breaks free of its shackles."

"But even after the Son of Thunder kills the serpent, he too will fall to the serpent's venom nine steps later."

Did Peter become the victim of the prophecy in his place because of his own incompetence?

Saul felt he had let Peter down, but what could he do in the current situation?

This is a curse that can even annihilate gods. Not to mention him, even his dead father, who is already in Odin's slumber, probably cannot break it.

Seemingly noticing Thor's ugly expression, Kur's old face, which was almost unrecognizable as human, finally blossomed into a twisted, maniacal smile.

"Cough...cough cough hahaha..."

The laughter quickly turned into violent coughing, and more black liquid gushed from his mouth and nose.

But he stubbornly tilted his head back, staring intently at Peter with his only remaining vertical pupil, which was already mostly blurred.

"You think...you've won?"

"Even in death, I will take you, you despicable Midgardians, down with me!"

These words were broadcast live around the world.

The hearts of countless viewers instantly leaped into their throats.

They were just celebrating the arbitrator's victory when they witnessed this scene.

The comment section was instantly flooded with panic.

No way?

impossible?

That's the Arbitrator, after all!

How could one die on the eve of dawn?

What the hell is this?!

Gwen ignored Thor's hand and rushed to Peter, the Twin Shields of Heaven glowing softly and covering Peter's body.

She attempted to eliminate the curse Peter faced directly by rejecting the power of reality.

But in the face of this curse that could kill a god, the Six Flowers of Shield Shun seemed to be no match for it. No matter how hard Gwen tried, the curse showed no sign of fading.

Felicia, watching this scene from the side, felt as if her heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

Sif gripped the curry stick tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Daisy's lips were pressed into a thin line, and her chest heaved violently...

Just as everyone's hearts were in their throats because of the curse Peter had suffered, and the atmosphere that had just begun to relax became incredibly heavy again,

A single sound completely shattered the atmosphere of the scene:

"Hey...you guys haven't forgotten that I have built-in regenerative abilities, have you?"

As they spoke, Peter reached out and gently wiped away Gwen's tears, then turned to face Kur with a kind smile.

"To die together? Is this your last trump card?"

The next second, a warm white light suddenly shone on Peter's body.

It was at this moment that the horse talisman was activated on its own.

The soft white light flowed rapidly along Peter's meridians, and wherever it passed, the spreading aura of death was driven away, purified, and eliminated inch by inch.

The right hand, which had lost sensation, regained feeling.

The paralyzed right arm regained its strength.

The toxins that had invaded the torso were completely eliminated.

It took no more than three seconds.

Peter, who had been on the verge of death, became lively and energetic again.

Upon seeing this, Kur's vertical pupils trembled violently.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But only more black liquid gushed out of his throat.

His vitality is fading away at a visible rate.

"This...how is this possible? You just clearly..."

"He looked like he was half-dead?" Peter finished his sentence, his tone clearly tinged with suppressed laughter.

"Of course, it's just... teasing you~"

"How was it? Did you feel for a moment just now that you'd reached the pinnacle of your life?"

puff~

Seeing Peter's obvious attempt to suppress laughter, Kur's expression changed drastically, and he spat out the last mouthful of dim golden divine blood.

After this final burst of primal power was unleashed, the light in Kur's eyes dimmed completely.

His body began to disintegrate from the extremities, turning into tiny, dark green specks of light that drifted into the air.

The mighty god of fear, in the end, was actually angered to death by Peter!

silence.

A silence that lasted for a full three seconds.

Then, the world was in an uproar.

Cheers erupted simultaneously from every corner of the earth, piercing through screens, walls, and all physical barriers.

At the same moment, the dark clouds began to dissipate above the ruins of Buenos Aires.

The sun shines on the earth again.

Those who had been shrouded in fear for days couldn't help but step out of their shelters, look up at the sky, and burst into tears of joy.

Peter also walked up to the scepter left behind by Kur.

The moment the fingers touched the scepter, a familiar system notification sounded in my mind:

[Golden sacrificial item detected: Scepter of the God of Terror]

【The Scepter of the God of Fear: Kur's exclusive artifact. Not only does it possess authority over the energy of fear, but it also provides additional amplification to abilities such as black magic and necromancy, making it the most precious artifact in the eyes of black mages】

Price: 150000 Sacrifice Points

Looking at the scepter in his hand, Peter hesitated for a moment before choosing to sacrifice it directly.

This thing was of no use to Peter, and there was no one around him who was skilled in anything like black magic.

The only one who could be considered related is Wanda, a natural master of chaos magic.

But for Wanda, she already has her own exclusive weapon, the Dark Book, so this scepter doesn't offer her much help.

Rather than letting it gather dust, it's better to turn it into warm offering points.

With a flash of light in his hand, Kur's scepter vanished instantly.

Thus, the major event at the source of fear has come to a complete end.

Just as Peter was about to turn around and announce to everyone that the incident was over and that everyone could go back and celebrate and relax, a golden beam of light unexpectedly landed three meters in front of Peter.

Just as when Peter came.