Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

They huddled together, their red eyes filled with terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably as they looked at the figure in the air that resembled a demon, unable to even muster the courage to resist.

too frightening.

This man of Midgard is even more terrifying than the Father of the Gods!

Although the Father of the Gods was powerful, he was ultimately merciful and could not bring himself to exterminate them.

The man in front of them clearly wasn't going to let them leave the central courtyard alive!

"Tsk...why did you stop running?"

Peter looked down at the group of frost giants huddled together for warmth, his tone full of disdain.

"What's the fun in hunting if the prey just buries its head in the sand and doesn't move?"

Laufey looked at the ashes of his fellow countrymen scattered on the ground, and listened to the whispers of the demons in his ear. At this moment, his mind finally broke down completely.

Those were his soldiers, the capital he had accumulated over a thousand years of perseverance to rebuild his empire!

He had originally imagined that once he killed the sleeping Odin and reclaimed the Casket of Ice, he could lead this elite army, which he had secretly cultivated for a thousand years, on a path of conquest and restore the supreme glory of the Frost Giants from a thousand years ago.

Laufey is over two thousand years old this year, which is considered old even among the long-lived frost giants.

In other words, he no longer has the next millennium to train a second army like this.

This army was his last hope.

But now...

Everything turned into a dream, a mirage.

His army, his hope, was easily crushed by a Midgardian.

This means that he, Laufey the Frost King, will never have the chance to rise again in his lifetime!

He will be forever nailed to the pillar of shame in Jotunheim as a loser!

It's you! It's all because of you!

Laufey's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the evil Peter, burning with overwhelming hatred and madness.

“You lowly Midgardian! I will kill you!”

"I'm not just going to kill you! I'm going to find your family! Your friends! Everyone connected to you!"

"I will make them wail in the endless icy hell! I will shatter your bones inch by inch and forge them into the crown that will be passed down through generations of my people!"

Faced with Laufey's frantic roars and vicious curses, Evil Peter's smile only grew brighter.

"You still have the mind to talk nonsense?"

"Don't rush, it'll be your turn soon!"

The moment he finished speaking, Peter snapped his fingers.

The next second, more than ten swords made of flames instantly appeared around him.

Whoosh!

As Peter pointed...

These flaming swords all transformed into meteors and shot towards the frost giants below, who were already terrified.

The frost giants instinctively tried to escape, but all their struggles were clearly in vain.

Those swords, formed entirely of flame, seemed to be equipped with guidance devices, accurately reaping the lives of the victims no matter how desperately they fled.

His chest was pierced, and his body was burned.

In the blink of an eye, the last dozen or so frost giants lost their lives.

The whole world fell completely silent.

At that moment, Evil Peter slowly descended from the sky, a mocking smile on his lips, and walked step by step toward Laufey, who stood frozen in place:

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity!"

"I lost the game~"

"Since you couldn't stop me, then what's next..."

"It's your turn now!"

Chapter 206 You hit me...it's like you're being affectionate~

At this moment, Laufey was utterly despondent.

He didn't care about any of that—his promise with Loki, his plan to revive the Frost Giants…

Now, only one thought remained in his mind—

Kill that man from Midgard!

Even if it means mutual destruction!

The terrifying power of frost erupted like a volcano at this moment!

A terrifying chill instantly swept across the entire area, and even the protective shield maintained by Peter was covered with ice flowers!

This was Laufey's final, life-burning blow!

His withered body swelled wildly under the infusion of this power, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a world-destroying giant over fifteen meters tall, covered in frost armor!

"Die!"

Laufey let out a roar that sounded inhuman, then picked up a mountain-sized frost fist, carrying a force capable of shattering mountains, and smashed it down on Evil Peter!

Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Evil Peter didn't even try to dodge.

He casually put the Tang sword into his storage ring, and then slowly raised his right fist.

Crimson flames burned fiercely on the fist.

"Want to fight your father to the death? I'll grant your wish."

boom!!!

The next second, two fists, one big and one small, completely disproportionate, collided violently in the most primitive and savage way!

A terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them, tearing open layer after layer of the scorched earth!

The ground beneath Peter's feet shattered inch by inch, with spiderweb-like cracks extending for hundreds of meters.

but……

That's all.

Despite the immense force of the punch, the human figure, which appeared somewhat "miniature" in comparison, still stood upright like a javelin.

Laufey's immense power, enough to move mountains and fill seas, was steadily countered by the evil Peter!

Moreover, it did not cause any harm!

"That's it?" Evil Peter grinned, his voice still full of sarcasm.

what?

This is impossible!

Laufey nearly ground his teeth to powder. He unleashed his last remaining strength, and with another fist that blotted out the sky, accompanied by a shrill sound of air being torn apart, he followed up by smashing towards Evil Peter!

But this time, Evil Peter didn't even bother to raise his fist.

Under the shocked gazes of Natasha, Sif, and others, Peter put on a truly impressive display of "taking the bait head-on"!

Crazy!

To withstand the attack of such a terrifying giant with one's bare body?!

boom!

The sensation of a fist striking flesh filled Laufey with immense joy.

hit!

Fearing Peter might not be dead, he threw two more punches without thinking.

Under the force of three punches, the protective shield created by Peter was blasted with glaring cracks by the violent impact.

Outside the area covered by the protective shield, the original desert has been completely transformed into a basin.

It was as if it had been struck by a giant meteorite, a truly shocking sight.

Inside the protective shield, Natasha unconsciously furrowed her brows.

Trying to withstand such an attack head-on is simply reckless.

However, Peter, who was beside her, leisurely sipped his hot tea and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Calm down," he said with a smile. "This level of attack can't do anything to me."

Sure enough, almost as soon as Good Peter finished speaking, Evil Peter's signature villainous laugh escaped from between Laufey's fingers.

Laufey looked up in surprise and saw Evil Peter looking at him with a relaxed expression.

Not only was he completely unharmed, but a layer of dazzling golden battle aura rose from him, making him look even more like the Allfather than Odin…

……

Laufey, burning with the power of life, was indeed formidable.

Unfortunately, he wasn't strong enough to kill a god with a single punch.

For Peter, who is protected by the Horse Talisman, any damage that cannot completely kill him in one blow will be restored to its original state the moment the damage is received.

Therefore, in the eyes of the evil Peter, his life-risking attack—

It's purely gua sha!

Full of smug satisfaction, Peter stretched his neck, making a series of crisp "crackling" sounds.

He raised his fiery eyes, looking mockingly at the king before him, now utterly exhausted, and uttered the most scathing critique:

"You ugly thing, you're hitting me... like you're being affectionate~"

These words were like a heavy hammer blow, completely shattering Laufey's last shred of dignity.