Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Although his aura was also very old, the other party had long held a high position and could draw divine power from the World Tree at any time.

As for himself, having been imprisoned for a thousand years, his body was weaker than ever before!

We must not act rashly until we are absolutely certain that we can make that damned brother pay the price.

"Since that's the case... then let fear descend first!"

“My apostles, I command you to spread fear to every corner of this world!”

"Sing a hymn to the king's return!"

Chapter 340 Heavenly Hammer Venerable, Stonebreaker Quas

Kur slammed his scepter heavily on the ground!

With this movement, a dark and sinister inverted pentagram magic circle instantly appeared.

hum~

The entire Mariana Trench trembled violently at that moment, and seven streams of energy, originating from the same source as Skadi's Hammer, overflowed from the magic circle, tore through the atmosphere, and transformed into seven meteors that flew towards the vast and boundless sky.

……

Meanwhile, at Avengers Tower.

Tony Stark was sipping coffee while admiring his latest creation—the "Iron Legion," composed of hundreds of Iron Man suits.

Because Peter helped Tony solve the problem of the new element, and because he brought vibranium ahead of time, providing a reference for Tony's nanotech suit technology,

The development of the Iron Man suits is progressing much faster than in the original story.

Now, less than two months after the Battle of New York, his suit is already close to being able to be produced in a lightweight manner.

"Jarvis, calculate how long it would take to quell a conflict similar to the Battle of New York if this entire army were to be deployed..."

Before he could finish speaking, a piercing alarm blared throughout the entire laboratory.

"Sir! Our satellites have detected seven high-energy objects entering the atmosphere at extremely high speeds! They are expected to fall to different locations around the world within three minutes!"

Almost simultaneously, the communicator on Tony's wrist lit up, and Nick Fury's iconic one-eyed black bald head appeared on the screen against a backdrop of deep space.

"Peter, Tony! Did you see those seven 'surprises'?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a holographic projection appeared next to Tony, forming a remote three-person virtual meeting.

"What's going on?" Peter had been busy "sending benefits to his family" lately, so he hadn't paid any attention to the changes in the world and the universe.

"It's still unclear what exactly it is, but it's certain that it's not a meteorite, nor is it a coincidence; it's definitely a deliberate conspiracy."

Tony ordered Jarvis to freeze and zoom in on the detected image. Looking at the faintly visible shapes of objects within the mosaic, he couldn't help but frown.

"Peter, don't you think these seven UFOs look a bit like..."

“Hammer?” Peter finished his sentence.

“That’s right!” Tony snapped his fingers, unable to resist commenting:

"Could it be that Thor got drunk and was just throwing his toys around for no reason?"

"Or... has he offended his grumpy old man again?"

"It shouldn't have anything to do with Thor?" Peter shook his head slightly.

He didn't remember Thor ever throwing his hammer around like that in his previous life.

On the contrary, I vaguely heard about a major comic event that involved something like the Eight Great Hammers.

Could it be... that because Wanda's chaos magic awakened prematurely, some monster sealed on Earth was released?

With this thought in mind, Peter suddenly became excited.

Not only because his newly purchased items could finally be put to use, but also because... if these UFOs were hammers.

Wouldn't he have made a huge profit?

If these hammers are indeed related to Asgard's enemies, then they must be high-quality hammers made of Uru metal.

This kind of good stuff, you could easily get 20,000 to 30,000 sacrifice points with just one, right?

The eight sacrifices add up to nearly 200,000 sacrifice points, plus additional benefits provided by the mastermind behind the scenes, whose origins are still unknown.

What crisis?

Isn't this just a pure God of Wealth?

With this thought in mind, Peter immediately gave the order:

"Black Egg, figure out where these seven hammers will land."

"Tony, notify my father-in-law to activate wartime alert and, if necessary, activate global live broadcast for unified command."

"And what about you?" Tony couldn't help but ask.

"Me?" Peter's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.

"Of course we'll go straight for it head-on!"

As he spoke, Peter had already taken out the Eye of Aurora.

Peter immediately ended the meeting and made a phone call to Sif:

"Sif, try to contact Heimdall and see if they've noticed anything unusual in Asgard."

A moment later, Sif called back:

“Strange, no matter how I call out to Heimdall, I get no response. It seems that Asgard has unilaterally severed the Rainbow Bridge and entered a state of maximum combat readiness.”

She said this with a hint of urgency in her voice.

Asgard is, after all, her hometown. Not being able to get news from home is something that makes it hard to feel at ease.

"Don't worry, let me first study what's going on on Earth. Once I've sorted it out, I'll personally take you to Asgard."

Tony had just ended his call with Sif when he contacted Peter again:

"The landing points of the seven hammers have been determined, and the one closest to us will land on Staten Island in New York."

"Okay, wait for my message."

Peter immediately activated the Eye of Aurora and instantly teleported to Staten Island.

……

Staten Island, cargo terminal.

A piercing shriek tore through the sky.

The dockworkers instinctively looked up and saw a huge fireball tearing through the clouds, trailing a long tail of flame, hurtling straight toward the dock!

"Oh my God!"

"Run!"

Boom!

After a deafening roar, the "fireball" smashed a large area of ​​open space on the dock to pieces.

The dockworkers mustered their courage and looked over.

They discovered that the fireball was actually a... ancient-looking hammer.

How ancient is it?

The answer is that it looks like a rubber mallet used on a construction site magnified ten times.

"A hammer?"

The workers looked puzzled, then urged each other to pick up the hammer.

After all... if we drag this out any longer, the foreman will deduct our pay later.

As everyone was trying to persuade and refusing to move the hammer, but no one was willing to do so, a middle-aged black man named Bill Foster stepped forward.

In some parallel universes, this guy is also a superhero.

Its code name is "Goliath".

But in the universe where Peter lives, perhaps because the Pym Particles were strictly controlled by the original Ant-Man, Pym Hank, he lost the opportunity to become a superhero.

Seeing that his fellow workers were unwilling to step forward, the kind-hearted Bill took the initiative to stand up.

The instant his fingers touched the hammer handle.

boom!

A surge of dark energy erupted into the sky, completely engulfing Bill.

His body suddenly swelled, his work clothes ripped apart, and a set of earth-yellow armor flashing with strange inscriptions appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping his burly body.

At this moment, he is no longer Bill Foster.

He is Khur's apostle, one of the eight great hammer masters, the "Stonebreaker" Khur!

"Power... inexhaustible power!"

Feeling the surging power within him, the controlled Bill raised his warhammer and smashed it wildly at his coworkers and equipment such as forklifts.

In an instant, the entire dock was in chaos, and a feeling of fear spread wildly across the dock!

"Bill, please, don't kill me!"

Just as a stevedore was about to have his head smashed by Quas's hammer, and he closed his eyes in despair,

A hand suddenly appeared in front of him, catching the Stonebreaker's warhammer firmly in Quas's hand...

Chapter 341 Scatter, Senbonzakura

"Dude, that's not how you play with the new toy... Also,"

"What kind of weird aesthetic does your boss have? How could he make such ugly work clothes?"

Hearing the relaxed and lazy grumbling voice in front of him, the dockworker, who was waiting to die, cautiously opened his eyes.

The moment he saw the person in front of him, he felt as if he had experienced a roller coaster ride from hell to heaven.