Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

"This radiance is the hope of the stars, a testament to life that illuminates the earth..."

As Sif slowly recited the incantation for Excalibur, her Noble Phantasm was activated.

A dazzling light visibly appeared on the blade of the curry stick, and that light even condensed into a huge pillar of light in space that seemed to pierce through the heavens and the earth.

Although Sif has rarely accompanied Peter on missions in the past few years, this does not mean that he has slacked off in his training.

As a goddess determined to ascend to Valhalla after death, she has been undergoing rigorous training with Thor for the past few years without ever slacking off.

This scene is the culmination of her training.

Through this daily training, Excalibur had fully recognized her, to the point that Sif was able to unleash the complete Noble Phantasm of Excalibur with her own power.

While Sif was chanting her Noble Phantasm, Peter wasn't idle either; he was channeling holy light energy into his Black Gold Black Death Sword.

He took out Senbonzakura, which hadn't been taken out to breathe for a long time, and released the Heavenly Path Sentinel. He then used the Bankai version of Senbonzakura to release the final scene. White Emperor Sword.

In an instant, three blinding beams of energy illuminated the cold, lifeless universe as bright as day, even drawing the attention of the black-clad emperor in the distance.

Meanwhile, Thor, who had become the new God-King of Asgard and hadn't enjoyed the purest thrill of battle for a long time, couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter and rushed forward to say:

"Let me join in the fun too."

He raised the Storm Axe high and unleashed his power without reservation, instantly condensing a terrifying thundercloud vortex in the universe.

Well, putting aside the power level for now, at least in terms of special effects, it's on par with Peter and Sif.

"Witness, Oath, Sword of Victory!!!"

At Sif's shout, the four exchanged a glance, then raised their weapons and slashed down heavily at the endless dark legion before them.

Two golden beams of energy shot out from the front.

These two forces intertwined and converged in the void, forming a pillar of holy light comparable in size to an ordinary asteroid, which shot straight toward the Throne of Nar.

Following closely behind were Thor's lightning and the pink ribbon of the White Emperor Sword.

Wherever the light passed, the thousands of symbiotic dragons blocking their path were instantly vaporized as if cut by a red-hot knife through butter, leaving not a trace behind.

The four attacks finally slammed into Gnar's throne, unleashing a ring-shaped shockwave like a supernova explosion.

The symbiotic dragons within a radius of thousands of kilometers were all blasted away, turning into scattered black mist that slowly drifted away in the void.

"Did it work?"

Having experienced a battle of this magnitude for the first time, Jean couldn't help but clench her little fists excitedly, eagerly anticipating the sight of Gnar being annihilated on the spot.

Unfortunately, when the light faded, Gnar remained seated on his throne.

Although the throne was badly damaged by the impact, countless cracks were visibly appearing on his symbiotic armor.

But anyone with eyes can see that the cracks are healing in a way that is visible to the naked eye.

This impressive combined attack failed to inflict much real damage on the monster!

"I must say, for mortals to achieve this level of accomplishment has truly surprised me!"

Nar clapped his hands in a pretentious manner, his low voice sounding like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other:

"However, that's all. After all, it's just a mortal body; how could it truly resist the darkness!"

As he spoke, Nar slowly stood up and stepped out from the throne.

His footsteps echoed dully in the void, each step creating a ring of black ripples beneath his feet.

He stopped a few hundred meters away from Peter, his gaze slowly shifting from Peter's face to the black and gold Black Death Sword in his hand.

"That sword."

Nar spoke again, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery:

"How long do you intend to keep my weapon?"

"Don't you find it ridiculous? You think you can fight against God, but from beginning to end, all you've relied on is a weapon I casually forged."

Faced with Nar's sarcasm, Peter remained calm as if nothing had happened, and launched into his classic three-part rant about bass:

"Oh? Was it really just something you made on a whim? I don't believe it!"

He caressed the blade of the Black Gold Black Death Sword as if it were Kars caressing Joseph Joestar's mother's long, black-stockinged legs:

"If you really don't care about this weapon, why bring it up? And what's with your expression right now?"

As Peter spoke, he then condensed into a mirror of light in the air, allowing Nal to clearly see the grid lines that had involuntarily appeared on his forehead.

Did you know that a legendary blacksmith once said that you should treat your weapons like you would your lover?

"How does it feel to see your former lover in my hands now?"

Nar: ...

The black-clad emperor's chest heaved slightly, but he quickly followed with another cold laugh:

"Mortal, you have no idea what price you, an being of your stature, would have to pay to possess it!"

As he spoke, Nar raised one hand, his five fingers spread, pointing towards the Black Death Sword.

A surge of dark energy erupted from his palm, wrapping around the Black Death Sword like an invisible rope—he was trying to awaken the connection between himself and the Black Death Sword, attempting to use this method to allow the power of the Black Death Sword to erode Peter's will.

But his efforts were destined to be in vain.

If it were the Black Death Sword 1.0 that Peter had just stolen from Mephisto, this might actually be useful.

Even if they can't corrupt Peter's will, they can at least forcibly take back the Black Death Sword.

But now, after being tempered a second time by the divine power of Tiamt, the Black Death Sword has been infused with the Vibranium Tang Blade and the Breaker's Hammer, and Peter has inscribed his own unique divine power mark upon it.

It can be said that this is a completely different weapon from the Black Death Sword of the past.

Therefore, the Black Death Sword only trembled slightly, and then... remained motionless.

It's almost as if they just gave a voice announcement:

"The other party has rejected your Bluetooth connection request!"

Well, okay, it's not that bad.

The Black Death Sword itself does not have this function, but Ishtar faithfully fulfilled this duty.

"Pfft~"

Listening to Ishtar's emotionless, monotone reading, Qin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She looked around with some surprise at Gwen and the others, who remained calm, at most only a slight smile playing on their lips.

He couldn't help but secretly marvel.

Good heavens, all my older sisters are old ladies now!