Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Frigga's voice cut through the noisy battlefield and landed directly in the ears of the silent, dark-haired youth standing at the very back.

"My child, look at what you're doing! Are you helping outsiders destroy your own home?"

Loki's body stiffened slightly.

His pupils glowed with an unnatural blue light—the mark of control of the Mind Scepter.

Even so, Frigga's voice still stirred a ripple in his heart.

"Mother……"

Loki's lips moved slightly, uttering two barely audible words.

The blue light flickered, and there seemed to be a brief loosening.

Frigga witnessed this scene, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately raised her voice:

Do you remember the promise you made when you were a child?

"You said that when you grow up, you want to protect Asgard with Thor."

"Is this what you call protecting, or... is it that you still refuse to forgive your father?!"

Loki's blue eyes narrowed sharply.

The blue light covering the pupils trembled violently, almost shattering.

His hand unconsciously loosened its grip on the dagger.

"interesting."

Ebony Throat spoke softly from behind.

The next second, he raised the Mind Scepter in his right hand, and a beam of dark blue light shot out from the tip of the gem, striking Loki precisely in the back of the head.

Loki's entire body jolted violently.

The brief moment of loosening vanished instantly.

The blue light returned to his eyes, and it was even more intense than before.

Frigga's heart nearly broke when she saw this.

"You despicable..."

“Your Majesty,” Ebony Maw interrupted her, “I advise you to save your energy. The Mind Stone’s control cannot be broken by some tender appeal.”

"Besides..."

Before he could finish speaking, the cursed warrior had already rushed in front of Frigga and slammed down a punch with terrifying force.

Frigga dodged to the side, her longsword slicing a spark across her opponent's arm.

As the Queen of Asgard, she is more than just a mascot or a fragile sorceress.

Unfortunately, the cursed warrior's skin was too tough, and the sword couldn't even cut through his skin.

Meanwhile, Malekith took advantage of the opening and quietly circled around to Frigga's side and rear.

A short knife had appeared in his palm without him even noticing.

Frigga sensed a threat coming from behind, but she had no time to pay attention to it at the moment.

As she pondered whether the only option was to exchange injuries for injuries,

boom!

A golden flying slash, over a hundred meters long, descended from the sky and struck Malekith precisely in front of him, blasting him away.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning struck from outside the shattered dome of the hall, slamming into the cursed warrior's chest and knocking the behemoth back more than ten steps.

"Mother!"

Thor's figure fell through the hole in the dome, flipping over and landing steadily in front of Frigga, Mjolnir buzzing in his hand.

Just as Frigga was about to say something, she noticed that there was a young man following behind Saul.

The young man landed in an extremely casual manner, with his hands in his pockets, and simply floated down from mid-air in a nonchalant way.

Who else could this person be but Peter?

Chapter 374 Backstabbing, Ebony Maw's Conspiracy

"Hmm, it seems we've arrived at just the right time."

Peter glanced at the situation, his gaze lingering on Ebony Maw for a moment.

Their attention then turned to the cursed warrior.

The guy had recovered from Thor's lightning strike, and the charred skin on his chest was healing at a visible speed.

Peter tilted his head.

"Thor, is this big guy yours or mine?"

Thor was about to speak.

The cursed warrior roared and charged forward, his two fists slamming towards Peter with violent dark energy, clearly enraged by Peter's contemptuous attitude.

Thor instinctively tried to stand in front of Peter, but Peter moved faster than him.

He didn't use Susanoo, Wood Release, or even take out the God-Slaying Whip.

Peter simply raised his right hand, clenched his fingers, and threw a punch.

The Armament Haki wrapped around the fist erupted into a visible shockwave the moment they made contact.

boom!

The cursed warrior's brute strength, which was enough to go toe-to-toe with Thor's, was utterly useless against this punch.

The moment their fists collided, the cursed warrior was sent flying backward uncontrollably. His entire right arm, along with half of his body, exploded off his shoulder due to the internal damage.

I got up, took him down with one punch, what's there to say?

If Peter had encountered this guy before fighting Kur, he probably wouldn't have been able to deal with this big guy so easily.

After all, in the movie, this guy was able to go toe-to-toe with Thor, and his performance was far more exaggerated than Malekith's after he obtained the Aether.

Malekith is portrayed as a complete waste in the movie, completely unable to use the power of the Aether. He even has his arm broken by Jane Foster and her companions using a space device, and is ultimately crushed to death by his own spaceship in a very pathetic manner.

However, after using the Emperor's Banner to absorb Kur's All-Spirit Cavalry, Peter's divine soul and control over divine power almost doubled. Under these circumstances, dealing with this cursed warrior would be a piece of cake.

Thor looked at the cursed warrior whose body had been half-blown apart by Peter's punch, and silently lowered the hammer he had raised halfway.

Ever since he met Peter, this future God-King has felt that he has always lived in the other's shadow.

Frigga was also taken aback by this scene.

But she was a woman who had seen a lot, and she quickly adjusted her mindset, nodding slightly to Peter.

"Peter, thank you."

"You're too kind, Your Highness Frigga."

After responding to Frigga, Peter was about to step forward and finish off the cursed warrior.

But just then...

hum.

A strange spatial fluctuation appeared without warning beneath the cursed warrior.

Before Peter could react, a dark blue spatial rift opened up in the ground, swallowing the dying cursed warrior whole.

The spatial rift closed instantly after swallowing the target, disappearing completely.

Peter stopped in his tracks.

Spatial teleportation?

His brows furrowed involuntarily, and his gaze almost instinctively swept toward Malekith.

At this moment, Malekith was radiating a dark red light—it was the Aether particle!

The moment Peter saw that light, a string in his mind snapped open.

No, is that right?

Why is Jane Foster using the Aether particles when Jane Foster hasn't even come to Asgard yet?

According to the plot he knew, the Aether particles should have been accidentally encountered by Jane Foster during the Nine Realms Connection.

Thor then discovered the anomaly and brought Jane back to Asgard, which triggered a series of events, including the Dark Elf invasion.

But right now, it will still be a long time before the Nine Realms are connected.

How did the aether particles end up on Malekith?

Could it be...? Peter's gaze suddenly shifted to the gaunt figure standing behind Malekith, who had remained as if he were invisible throughout.

Ebony throat.

"Did you bring this thing here?"

Ebony Maw did not deny it.

He didn't even bother to pretend; meeting Peter's slightly serious gaze, he grinned and revealed a strange smile.

That smile was full of the satisfaction of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Thanos was right after all."

Ebony Throat opened his mouth slowly, his voice carrying an almost pious tone.

"You really are a sharp and difficult fellow."

He tilted his head, his smile growing even wider.

"Someone like you... cannot be allowed to live!"

Upon hearing this, Thor's pupils constricted sharply.

Frigga's face also showed a solemn expression, ready to use magic to help Peter resolve any potential trouble.

Just when everyone thought Ebony Maw was about to use some incredible killing move against them.