Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

He was terrified and gripped the hammer handle tightly, barely managing to keep it from slipping from his hand.

He noticed that his plan had failed.

Peter couldn't help but subtly purse his lips.

Still can't do it?

He originally wanted to cosplay Hela from the movie and see if he could crush the Meow Hammer with one hand!

Peter, now the best adult in Asgard, is no less physically capable than Thor or Hela.

He originally thought that he could do the same things as Hela.

But now it seems that that famous scene was not something that could be achieved simply by relying on strength.

Although the idea of ​​filling the cup failed, it doesn't mean Peter had no alternatives.

Peter then gave Saul, who was staring blankly, a wicked grin:

Was the deity trembling just now?

Before Thor, whose face was flushed, could say anything, his tone suddenly turned cold:

Do you remember what I said before?

"After copying that long-armed, long-legged guy, the next target... is you."

Buzz!

The moment the words fell, a powerful and ancient aura suddenly erupted from Peter's body!

That aura, when it landed on Reed and the others, only made them feel a sense of oppression similar to Conqueror's Haki.

But when it landed on Thor, it struck him like a thunderbolt.

He was all too familiar with that aura!

That's... the aura of the Asgardian gods!

Moreover, the purity and power of this aura are comparable to those of him, the son of a god-king!

No...no!!!

Sensing this familiar yet unfamiliar aura, Thor completely lost his guard!

What is he most proud of?

It wasn't his divine strength, nor his hammer, nor his achievements in conquering countless alien races.

Rather, it was his noble bloodline as a prince of the Aesir!

This was his innate glory! It was the foundation that distinguished him from others! It was also something his younger brother had longed for his entire life.

But now, this mortal, this "Midgard Man" whom he had always looked down upon, had actually... actually stolen his bloodline!

Moreover, after stealing his own bloodline, he actually showed signs of being even more powerful than him, the son of the God King!

At that moment, something quietly shattered...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Thor let out a beast-like roar, his eyes instantly turning blood red.

"You despicable thief! You vile scoundrel!!"

He frantically tried to wrest the hammer back from Peter's hand, while his other fist crackled with electricity as he slammed it into Peter's face.

"Give it back! Give it back to me!!"

Peter did not flinch in the face of Thor's frenzied attacks.

He let Saul's fist land on his face.

The raging thunder was like a recharge for him.

Thor's strength is also not to be feared, because after his punch lands, before Peter's brain can even register the pain, the Horse Charm can heal the injury.

Therefore, Peter did not show any signs of pain when faced with Thor's relentless attacks.

Instead, he laughed.

His laughter sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

He let Thor unleash his power until Thor was panting heavily, then he spoke as if in a demonic whisper:

"Now……"

"Who is... the best Asgardian?"

Thor has completely lost his mind.

His brain has completely lost the ability to think.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

He struggled furiously like a raging bull.

This definitely worked.

As a god still in the process of growing up, excessive anger can indeed allow him to prematurely draw upon some of his future divine power.

Commonly known as "explosive growth"...

In Thor's near-frantic struggle, there was a moment when he managed to pull his Mjolnir back from Peter's grasp.

However, that's all.

When he recklessly swung the hammer at Peter again, trying to wash away the shame he had suffered with Peter's blood, Peter moved!

Snapped!

A resounding slap landed on Thor's face, sending the arrogant god flying!

"Have you made enough trouble? If so, it's my turn!"

Chapter 182 The Power of the Vanir Gods, Infinite Golden Form

Thor, destined to surpass Odin, is the most outstanding individual among the Aesir gods.

Logically speaking, even if Peter obtained the best Aesir bloodline thanks to his broken watch, he could only go toe-to-toe with Thor.

But the problem is!

Thor had nothing but the gifts bestowed upon him by the Aesir gods.

And Peter... as a cheater, his arsenal is mainly a diverse array of weapons.

Thor can do it all.

Thor won't, but he will!

Roll your eyes!

As Peter silently recited the command, the next second, a 360-degree field of vision instantly captured Thor's every move.

Every movement of his muscle fiber, every flow of divine power, was clearly visible to Peter.

"too slow."

Peter chuckled and slightly shifted his body, easily dodging Thor's powerful hammer blow.

At the same time, his left hand's five fingers came together, and a ball of rapidly spinning energy quietly condensed in his palm.

Rasengan!

With the help of the powerful physical and mental strength of the Aesir, Peter's control over chakra naturally reached a new level!

boom!

The Rasengan landed squarely on Thor's chest.

The moment the energy burst forth, even Thor's armor couldn't withstand it; the scales on it shattered, and Thor's body was blasted away like a cannonball, carving a long furrow in the ground.

"puff!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Thor felt a pain he had experienced only a handful of times since regaining his divine power.

But this is just the beginning!

Before he could even catch his breath, Peter's figure reappeared in the sky above him like a ghost once again.

"It's not over yet!"

Peter looked down at Thor, his legs swinging rapidly, creating a series of afterimages.

Stormy Footsteps. Time Rain!

He kicked out massive blue slashes like raindrops from thin air.

The sword energy struck Thor, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on his tough and strong body.

Thor had endured countless blows. When Peter stopped, his once-glorious blond hair was now stained crimson with blood, and he looked like a blood-soaked gourd.

Even so, Thor's furious roar of defiance could still be heard from within the ruins.

"Mortal, you can't kill me!"

boom!

As the rubble exploded, Thor, his body crackling with blinding lightning, soared into the sky once more.

After being tortured like a dog by Peter for almost a minute, he actually regained some of his sanity.

That damned mortal did indeed steal his divine power.

But his source of power, that damn watch, is not invincible!

He only managed to steal Reed's power for ten minutes!

The power of that mutated minnow can only be used for ten minutes. How much would it take to use his divine power?

Ten more minutes, if he can just hold on for another ten minutes, he'll be out of cards to play!

"I am the true god, and you are nothing but a despicable thief!"