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"That human is dead."
A soldier's voice broke through the chaos, filled with excitement and awe. "No one from the Berserker clan has ever failed to kill their target. That strike… even a mountain would split apart."
Around him, several Asgardian soldiers nodded, their expressions filled with confidence. The Berserker's attack had always been synonymous with destruction—raw, unstoppable power. To them, the outcome was already decided.
The massive axe descended.
It tore through the air with a deafening roar, carrying an overwhelming force as it aimed straight for Jack's head. The sheer pressure of the strike distorted the air itself, as if space was being crushed under its weight.
But—
Jack didn't move.
At the last moment, he raised one hand.
And caught it.
His fingers gripped the blade of the giant axe directly.
The impact rang out sharply.
For a brief instant, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.
Then—
A violent tremor ran through Jack's arm. The force from the axe surged into him like a crashing wave, traveling through his muscles and bones, shaking him from within.
Jack's arm trembled slightly.
He released the blade.
And stepped back.
Crack—
The ground beneath his feet split apart, spreading outward like a spiderweb.
Jack looked down at his arm, flexing his fingers once.
"That strength…" he said, a faint grin forming on his lips. "My arm actually went numb."
He raised his head, his eyes shining.
"Not bad. Worth praising."
The surrounding soldiers fell silent.
Shock spread across their faces.
The Berserker's full-force strike—
Only made his arm numb?
What kind of monster was this?
The Berserker himself roared in fury, his pride ignited. He lifted the axe again, muscles bulging, veins standing out across his body as he prepared another devastating strike.
"Die!"
He charged forward.
But before the axe could fall—
A golden light flashed in Jack's eyes.
Invisible energy surged outward.
A sharp, slicing force passed through the Berserker's body in an instant.
The giant figure froze mid-step.
Then—
He took one more step forward.
His body split cleanly from the waist.
The massive axe in his hand also separated into two halves.
Blood erupted like a fountain, spraying into the air as the two halves of his body collapsed to the ground.
Silence.
Utter silence.
Even the most battle-hardened soldiers felt a chill run down their spines.
Odin stepped forward slowly.
"Jack," he said, his voice steady but heavy, "you are a powerful human. You possess power comparable to a god."
He paused slightly.
"Why use it for evil?"
His gaze locked onto Jack.
"I will give you a chance. Submit to me."
Jack tilted his head, then let out a low laugh.
"Submit?" he repeated, amused. "That's funny."
His expression turned sharp.
"In my dictionary, that word doesn't exist. There are only two outcomes—win or lose."
Odin's eyes narrowed.
"Then so be it."
His voice deepened, carrying authority.
"Jack, you should feel honored. This is the first time in a thousand years… that I have personally taken action."
Golden light burst from his body.
In his hand—
A spear formed.
The Lance of Eternity.
It radiated an overwhelming, ancient power, as if it contained the will of the universe itself.
Jack looked at it without fear.
"Then I'm truly honored," he said lightly.
Odin raised the lance.
"Enough."
With a single motion, he pointed it toward Jack.
A beam of pure energy shot forward instantly.
Jack's figure flickered—
And vanished.
Odin's eye shifted upward.
Without hesitation, he released another attack.
"Ah—!"
A pained roar echoed.
Jack's body appeared midair, struck directly by the energy. He was blasted backward violently, crashing into the ground with immense force.
Boom—
A massive crater formed.
Dust and debris rose into the air.
Jack lay at the center.
A large hole had been pierced through his abdomen.
Blood flowed continuously.
Yet—
Something strange happened.
Golden energy surged from within the wound, flooding outward like a living force. The Transforming T Cells within his body moved rapidly, repairing the damage at an astonishing speed.
Before everyone's eyes—
Jack slowly stood up.
Gasps spread across the battlefield.
"He… survived?"
"That's the Lance of Eternity!"
"No one survives that!"
Even Odin's gaze sharpened slightly.
Jack wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Odin.
"Your power…" he said slowly, "truly deserves the title of the strongest in the Nine Realms."
He smiled faintly.
"I acknowledge that."
Odin stepped forward, his expression calm but serious.
"To survive the Lance of Eternity… you have earned my respect."
"But that alone—"
"—is not enough to defeat me."
Jack laughed softly.
"Then come."
Behind Odin, several soldiers moved forward instinctively.
"Your Majesty, let us assist—"
"Stop."
Odin raised his hand.
"You are not his opponents."
"I will handle this."
The soldiers froze.
A trace of shame appeared on their faces.
They—
Were not even qualified to fight.
Odin continued walking forward.
Step by step.
Then—
His figure vanished.
And appeared directly in front of Jack.
Without hesitation—
Jack threw a punch.
Odin raised his arm and blocked it effortlessly. The collision produced a dull shockwave.
In the next instant—
Odin counterattacked.
His fist, carrying immense divine power, struck Jack's shoulder.
Boom—
Jack was sent flying.
He crashed into a massive golden pillar, bending it under the impact.
For a moment—
He didn't move.
Then—
He stood up again.
Slowly.
"Ha…" Jack let out a breath, smiling. "Under this state, I can't even take one of your moves."
He rolled his shoulder slightly.
"That was clean… very clean."
His eyes gleamed.
"I like this feeling."
On a nearby pillar, Volstagg watched with a frown.
"He's being beaten like that, and he's calling it 'clean'?" he muttered. "Does he enjoy being abused?"
Fandral sighed lightly.
"He's stronger than us," he said. "It's just a pity… his power is used the wrong way."
Sif's gaze remained fixed on Jack.
Her voice was cold.
"Not a pity."
"He deserves it."
Hogun glanced at her.
"Sif… you've seemed off since the feast," he said quietly. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she replied immediately.
Her expression remained calm.
But her grip on the sword tightened slightly.
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Odin looked at Jack again.
"If you walked the right path," he said, "you could bring great peace to the universe. People would thank you. You would earn true glory."
Jack's expression darkened.
"Glory?" he repeated.
He let out a low laugh.
"What meaningless nonsense."
His eyes turned cold.
"I don't care about that."
"All I want…"
"—is to do whatever I want."
"Destroy everything if I feel like it."
His voice rose.
"Crush everything."
Odin's expression hardened.
The Lance of Eternity struck the ground.
Boom—
A powerful aura spread outward.
"Jack," Odin declared, "you trespass, you kill, you steal, you refuse to repent."
"I, Odin, All-Father of Asgard—"
"—will end you here."
Jack smiled.
"You talk too much," he said. "If you want to kill, just kill."
"Stop pretending to be righteous."
"Everything you say sounds noble… but it's all hypocrisy."
Odin didn't respond.
He simply raised his hand.
Golden energy gathered rapidly.
Walls of energy formed around Jack from all directions—
Sealing him in completely.
Odin roared—
And unleashed the attack.
The energy surged forward.
Jack had no space to dodge.
A blue light flashed.
A shield appeared around him.
Then—
Impact.
BOOM!!!
The entire palace trembled.
The explosion was deafening, forcing everyone to cover their ears in pain.
A massive shockwave spread outward in all directions, tearing through everything in its path.
Even the soldiers watching felt fear.
If they were caught in it—
They would be obliterated instantly.
Odin raised both hands.
A spherical barrier formed, containing the shockwave.
Slowly—
The energy faded.
Silence returned.
At the center—
A massive crater remained.
Dust drifted in the air.
All eyes turned toward it.
"That should have reduced him to atoms…" someone whispered.
But—
No one moved.
They were waiting.
Because deep down—
They weren't sure anymore.