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At the center of the massive crater, the last traces of mist and dust slowly dissipated into the air.
What remained—
Was a figure.
Kneeling.
Jack.
His clothes were completely torn apart, hanging loosely from his body in ragged strips. Blood flowed continuously across his skin, running like small streams down his arms and chest, dripping into the cracked ground beneath him. His breathing was heavy, uneven, but steady.
For a moment—
No one spoke.
Then—
Jack moved.
Slowly.
He lifted his head.
And stood up.
"Disappointed?" he said, his voice hoarse but carrying a faint, mocking tone. "I'm still alive."
A ripple of shock spread across the Asgardian soldiers.
"That… that's impossible…" one soldier muttered, his voice trembling. "He survived that?"
"What kind of body does he have?" another said, unable to hide his disbelief. "Even the All-Father's attack didn't kill him…"
"A monster…"
The word spread silently among them.
Even Odin—
Could not completely conceal the surprise in his eye.
To survive a full-force attack from him—
This was no longer something that could be explained by ordinary strength.
Jack suddenly laughed.
"Ha… ha ha ha…"
The laughter echoed strangely in the ruined battlefield.
"You're surprised?" he said, raising his head slightly. "Good. That's the reaction I like."
His eyes gleamed faintly.
"Because…"
His voice deepened.
"The real fight…"
"Starts now."
He slowly rose into the air.
Floating.
The wind around him began to stir, carrying dust and broken fragments upward.
Volstagg frowned as he looked up.
"What is he planning to do now?"
Fandral shook his head slightly.
"You're asking me?" he said. "Whatever it is… it won't be anything good."
Sif stood silently, her eyes fixed on Jack.
There was no hesitation in her voice.
"It doesn't matter," she said coldly. "With the God King here… no one can defeat him."
Yet—
Her grip tightened slightly.
---
Jack floated higher.
Fifty meters above the ground.
He looked down at Odin… at Thor… at all of Asgard.
And smiled.
"This great one's performance time has arrived," he said lightly. "You might want to prepare yourselves."
He paused.
"Because…"
"The Immortal Palace… might not exist after today."
"Arrogant," Odin said coldly.
Jack tilted his head slightly.
"Arrogant?" he repeated. "You think this is arrogance?"
His expression suddenly sharpened.
"Then I'll show you…"
"What real arrogance looks like!"
"Ahhh—!"
He roared.
The sound shook the air itself.
"Transformers—Fourth-Layered Form!"
Golden energy exploded from his body.
A blazing aura erupted outward, forming a pillar of light that pierced into the sky. At the same time, countless Transformium particles surged out of him, spreading like a storm.
A blue light flashed.
More particles poured out.
Silver-white—
Then—
Under the influence of the golden aura—
They turned gold.
A storm of golden particles formed instantly, spiraling upward into the sky, rotating faster and faster. Within the storm, lightning crackled wildly, releasing sharp, explosive sounds.
"Crack—crack—crack!"
Five different colors of light emerged within the storm.
Cyan.
Red.
Blue.
Yellow.
White.
They spread outward, covering the sky of Asgard, overwhelming its natural brilliance.
The sudden radiance was so intense that most of the Asgardian soldiers instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes.
Only a few—
Odin, Thor, and the strongest among them—
Could continue watching.
Odin's expression grew serious.
From within that storm—
He felt it.
Power.
An immense, overwhelming power that even made his heart tighten slightly.
The five colors began to change.
Cyan turned into cyan-gold.
Red became scarlet-gold.
Blue became water-gold.
Yellow became earth-gold.
White became white-gold.
The transformation intensified.
The storm contracted suddenly—
Pulling inward toward a single point.
"Ahhh—!"
A roar echoed across the heavens.
"Transformers Glimmering Fourth-Layered Form—arrives!"
The storm vanished.
And in its place—
A colossal figure appeared.
Hundreds of meters tall.
A golden giant.
His body radiated blinding light, like a god descending upon the world.
Silence fell.
Every single person stared.
The transformation was overwhelming.
Jack's form had changed drastically.
His head glowed with cyan-gold light.
His right arm burned with scarlet-gold energy.
His left arm shimmered with water-gold.
His right leg was earth-gold.
His left leg was white-gold.
The rest of his body shone with a pure, dazzling gold.
In his right hand—
He held a massive golden sword.
Lightning flowed across his body continuously, pale blue currents crackling around him, giving off an oppressive, unstoppable aura.
Odin stared at him from below.
"You are Jack…" he said slowly. "Even now… I still cannot fully understand you."
In the distance—
A rumbling sound echoed.
From the horizon—
Warships appeared.
A massive Asgardian god-class battleship led a fleet of smaller vessels, flying toward the battlefield.
This—
Was Asgard's true military power.
Not only magic.
Not only warriors.
But technology.
Their science, magic, and combat strength combined into something far beyond Earth's level.
Jack's gaze shifted toward the approaching fleet.
"So this is Asgard's technology…" he said softly.
His smile widened.
"Good."
"Come."
"Let me test it."
His body began to expand again.
Larger.
Bigger.
From one hundred meters—
To five hundred meters tall.
The sight alone made the ground forces tremble.
"By the gods…" Volstagg muttered. "He's getting bigger again?"
"He was already terrifying enough…"
Fandral clenched his jaw.
"This power… how much has he been hiding?"
Sif said nothing.
But her fist tightened.
Thor's eyes burned with determination.
"I will surpass him…" he said quietly. "No matter what it takes."
---
Jack's sword changed.
The golden blade extended rapidly.
From a giant sword—
To something far greater.
A blade over a thousand meters long.
The battleship charged its attack.
Energy gathered at its front, compressing space itself as power condensed to its peak.
Then—
It fired.
A massive blue energy beam erupted forward, over a hundred meters thick, tearing through the air as it shot toward Jack.
Everyone held their breath.
Even Asgardians—
Felt uncertain.
Because Jack had already done too many impossible things.
Jack raised his sword.
"..."
With a single motion—
He swung.
"Boom!"
The blade cut through the energy beam.
Like slicing bamboo.
Effortless.
The beam split into two halves.
The energy distorted space as it passed around him, shooting past his sides and crashing into the sea beyond.
Boom! Boom!
Two massive explosions erupted.
Water shot into the sky, forming waves hundreds of meters high. The entire ocean seemed to tremble violently.
The waves surged toward Asgard.
But the palace—
Remained unshaken.
Built from divine metal.
Untouchable.
---
Then—
Jack disappeared.
Vanished instantly.
The massive golden body—
Gone.
"Impossible…" someone whispered.
Odin's expression changed immediately.
"Battleship—evade!" he shouted. "Now!"
He vanished as well.
Too late.
Above the battleship—
A massive shadow appeared.
Jack.
He raised the enormous golden blade high above his head.
His voice roared across the sky—
"Go to hell, you oversized scrap metal!"
And brought it down.