Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Mjolnir to break it with his divine power alone.

Unless... this Midgardian himself possesses power no less than Thor's!

If Fandral was only speculating, then Hogan had truly witnessed Peter's real strength!

At the same moment Fandral was knocked away, he swung his mace at him.

His angle was extremely tricky, precisely timing the opening when Peter hadn't had time to retract his attack after using Mjolnir to knock Fandral away.

In his view, his hammer blow would not only smash the man's brains out on the spot, but would also surely knock him unconscious.

But Peter remained remarkably calm in the face of his mace.

There was no attempt to roll away in a disheveled manner, nor was there any attempt to retract Mjolnir for defense.

He simply raised his empty left fist!

The fist, enveloped in lightning, was visibly coated with a layer of jet-black metallic luster the moment it was raised.

Clang!

The fist and hammer collided, producing a painful, metallic clang.

Even more outrageous, after taking a blow from his own fist, the man from Midgard showed no sign of pain whatsoever.

Hogan, on the other hand, felt a sharp pain in the web of his hand.

He looked down in disbelief and saw blood streaming from the mouth of his hand.

The force of the recoil actually tore his tiger's mouth apart!

This momentary lapse in concentration directly determined the outcome of the battle.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Peter launched a flying kick and easily sent Hogan flying.

puff~

Hogan felt like his internal organs were about to shift after being kicked, and he couldn't help but vomit bile after falling to the ground.

"It's time to end this, Midgard people!"

Sif appeared behind Peter with a shout, her rapier striking precisely at the junction of Mjolnir's hammerhead and handle.

Despite being a petite girl, her skills far surpass those of Hogan and Fandral.

Sif's parents were both renowned warriors of Asgard, and after her birth, Odin chose her to be Thor's future wife because of her outstanding talent.

Therefore, Sif's sword strike took Peter by surprise, causing Mjolnir to slip from his grasp and fall to the ground...

Well, okay, the truth is that Peter was worried he might kill this seemingly frail girl on the spot with one blow, so he deliberately put down the hammer.

"Aha~" Sif let out an excited shout, then swung her rapier and stabbed Peter repeatedly.

She thought that Peter was nothing after losing Mjolnir's blessing.

But reality slapped her in the face.

After losing Mjolnir, Peter's offensive not only did not slow down, but became even more effective.

He wasn't good with weapons like hammers; fighting with his bare hands was his preferred fighting style.

Peter dodged Sif's deadly stabs with ease.

Then, seizing the opportunity, he swiftly grabbed Sif's wrist.

With just one exertion, Sif released her grip on the sword due to the pain.

Then, Peter grabbed her hand and twisted her wrist in a reverse twist, pinning Sif to the spot with a simple grappling move.

"You wretched Midgardians, I order you to release me immediately!"

Sif struggled restlessly after being captured, but the more she moved, the stronger the pain became in her arm, causing her to grimace in agony.

This haughty, wild little horse-like demeanor piqued Peter's mischievous curiosity:

"Looks like someone still hasn't learned how to talk properly with the people of Midgard!"

As he spoke, he slightly bent Sif's arm in the opposite direction, almost causing the goddess girl to kneel down on the spot from the pain.

Just as Sif was about to unleash another torrent of abuse, Peter's expression suddenly changed.

A chill ran down his spine, and without thinking, he threw a finger gun at Thor, then fell to the ground with Sif.

"You, you lecherous man from the Central Court, how dare you insult a woman..."

Before Sif, who was pinned to the ground, could finish speaking, a blazing laser beam grazed past her hair.

She could even smell the burnt smell of her own hair.

The moment she saw the laser, the girl completely quieted down, silently letting Peter pin her down without making a sound...

Chapter 199 The Destroyer Arrives

Peter paid no attention to Sif's reaction; he was immersed in a happiness that only he could understand.

Observation Haki has finally awakened!

Ever since Peter awakened Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, he has had a vague feeling that his Observation Haki is about to awaken.

But perhaps because he was too familiar with the plot, or perhaps because he relied too much on the Byakugan, he was never able to grasp the feeling of having complete mastery of Observation Haki.

Just now, without activating his Byakugan or using his Spider Form, he sensed a jolt similar to that of a spider.

This fully demonstrates that he has truly awakened his Observation Haki!

"This is... the Destroyer?! Damn it, how did this thing get into Midgard?!"

Hogan's exclamation from nearby snapped Peter out of his surprise.

He turned around abruptly and saw a giant suit of armor, entirely silver-gray and radiating a cold metallic luster, walking slowly towards him with heavy steps.

With each step, the earth trembled violently.

The moment they saw this destroyer, the Asgardian warriors' pupils constricted.

This thing is one of the top-tier weapons in the Asgardian vaults!

Odin originally forged this armor to fight against the Celestials!

That madman Loki actually released something like this just to deal with them!

Do we really have to exterminate them all?

Thor stared wide-eyed at the Destroyer that was clearly walking towards him, and instinctively felt his blood boil.

"Mjolnir!"

He reached out and gestured towards the air, only to find that his hand was empty.

This discovery instantly cooled his enthusiasm.

He's just a mortal now, unable to even lift a hammer, and there's nothing he can do against the Destroyer...

As the Destroyer drew closer, chaos erupted at the scene.

The people scattered in terror and fled.

Led by Natasha, the agents drew their guns and opened fire.

But the bullets fired couldn't even scratch the paint off the Destroyer's armor.

Instead, the Destroyer turned to stare at them, and the plates on its visor shifted, revealing the hollow inside.

Within that void, intense heat was rapidly accumulating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Scatter!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Natasha quickly ordered her men to flee in all directions.

But two legs obviously can't outrun a laser.

As the laser beam prepared to fire from the Destroyer's visor, the surrounding agents were already feeling a sense of despair.

Just then...

Ding~

It was accompanied by a crisp clinking sound.

The Meowth Hammer, crackling with violent lightning, slammed into the Destroyer's chin, sending the laser beams that were originally aimed at Black Widow and the others flying into the sky.

As Natasha and the others touched their bodies, thankful that they had survived, Peter's slightly amused voice came from mid-air:

"Agent Natasha, when will you finally realize what level of danger you can handle on your own, and what level of danger you just need to lie there and watch me take care of?"

The speaker was none other than Peter, who had just put Sif down.

Upon hearing this, Natasha's hands, which were groping all over her body, froze, and her expression became incredibly complicated for a moment.

So... he saved me again?

However, the complexity on her face was quickly replaced by a cold indifference.

She coldly tossed her red hair aside, deliberately turning her face to the side, as if she didn't want to pay any attention to Peter at all.

Seeing her like this, Peter just smiled and then turned his gaze to the Destroyer.

He's been waiting for everyone for a long time!

"Come on, let me see how strong you are~"

Upon noticing Peter wielding Mjolnir, Loki, who was in Asgard, was reminded of the time when Peter had "ambushed" and humiliated him.

This made his expression turn cold:

Damn Midgard, you do have some strength, but you're not qualified to act recklessly in front of the Destroyer!

Thinking this, Loki, controlling the Destroyer, raised his hand and threw a punch at Peter.

As the Destroyer's fist came down, Natasha, Sif, and the others instinctively felt their hearts leap into their throats.

Can Peter, this Midgard man, really withstand this punch?

boom!

The thought had barely crossed their minds when, in the next second, a terrifying shockwave rapidly spread outwards.