In sharp contrast to Loki's collapse, a look of wild joy rapidly surfaced within Peter's eyes. At this exact moment, a system notification sound was echoing inside his brain:
[Gold Item Detected: Destroyer Armor!]
[A divine weapon forged by the All-Father Odin, spending countless painstaking efforts. Although it requires divine power as a driving energy source to exert its strongest combat power, even without divine power, its characteristic of infinite restoration can still allow the user to turn danger into safety time and again.]
[Sacrifice can obtain Sacrifice Value: 70,000! Do you wish to sacrifice?]
Whoosh— A golden legend!
The exact split second he saw the price tag reaching as high as seventy thousand Sacrifice Value, Peter's eyes lit up on the spot.
This was without a shadow of a doubt the largest single income he had harvested since obtaining the system!
A sale price as high as seventy thousand points surpassed his hard-earned harvests from the previous month in just one single wave! It caused him—who had originally returned to the pre-liberation days overnight—to once again experience the sensation of sudden wealth.
Without a single shred of hesitation, Peter directly murmured a thought in his heart:
"Sacrifice!"
Although this Destroyer armor was very sweet, for one thing, this item truly did not fit Peter's aesthetics. For another, it also overlapped with the Wizard Suit in terms of function. More importantly... this gadget fundamentally wasn't Peter's own thing!
If he didn't sacrifice this suit of armor right now, when that old codger Odin recovered consciousness down the line, he would definitely reclaim this suit of armor directly.
When that time came, he could only watch with his own eyes as the treasure that had reached his hands flew back to someone else's vault! Therefore, sacrificing it directly was the choice that maximized his interests!
Buzz—!
Accompanied by a bizarre spatial fluctuation, the next split second, the Destroyer armor vanished out of thin air, without leaving behind even a single shred of Uru metal scrap.
This scene directly caused every single person present on the scene to be completely dumbfounded. Fandral couldn't resist rubbing his eyes, still thinking his vision was playing tricks on him.
As for Sif... she wasn't just having lingering gazes at this moment, but was almost about to shoot hearts from her eyes! To actually be able to completely blow apart a divine weapon like the Destroyer.
It's the stirring of the heart~ target locked, the gaze cannot evade~!
Only, before she could make any display, another beautiful silhouette already took action half a step ahead of her:
"Peter, how are you?"
Who else could this person be if not Natasha? Peter's previous "feigned death" was merely intended to tease Loki, yet he hadn't expected to reap an unexpected harvest!
Facing Peter's "death," Natasha could no longer conceal the emotions within her heart, completely displaying her favor and concern for Peter.
This also allowed her to see through her true thoughts toward Peter. She didn't want to use the opponent to test her own charm, nor was it a pure hormone-controlled brain.
Instead, she had genuinely and realistically fallen in love with this powerful and overbearing big boy.
Therefore, facing Peter's resurrection from the dead, Black Widow fundamentally could not control her emotions at this moment. Right now, she completely ignored the gazes of everyone else, only wanting to confirm that her sweetheart was truly safe and sound!
Facing the gaze of a human masterpiece like Black Widow—which was so scorching it nearly melted a person—Peter was more or less somewhat unable to parry it.
Just as he was hesitating over how to handle her undisguised concern, a seven-colored radiance descending from heaven broke the impasse for him.
The Bifrost!
The exact split second they saw the Bifrost, the spirits of Sif and the others couldn't help but be refreshed. They actually thought Heimdall had discerned that something was amiss, and had specially dispatched troops to come support them.
But when the light dissipated, their countenances instantly turned incomparably unsightly. Because the "army" descending before their eyes was impressively a crowd of blue-skinned, red-eyed Frost Giants!
Especially when taking in clearly the appearance of the person in the lead, Thor subconsciously clenched his fists tightly!
The "Frost King" Laufey!
Laufey, having descended to Earth, greedily took a breath of Midgardian air, his icy gaze sweeping across the surroundings.
"Revisiting an old haunt always conjures up some unpleasant memories." His voice was as raspy as blocks of ice grinding against each other, his tone filled with high-and-mighty arrogance.
"Although a millennium has separated us, this place still doesn't lose its status as a fertile planet. Perhaps after I reclaim the Casket of Ancient Winters, the road to the Frost Giants' resurgence can commence from right here."
Seeing this supercilious posture of his, Thor and the others finally realized how punchable their own previous countenances had been. Thor's violent temper was instantly ignited:
"Laufey, how dare you violate the All-Father's regulations to appear in Midgard?"
"Hmm?" Laufey subconsciously tilted his head to look over, and a violent killing intent subsequently surfaced within his eyes. "And here I wondered who it was, so it turns out to be that little princess who only knows how to cause trouble?
Don't be in a hurry; after I capture that Midgardian named Peter Parker, the next one will be your turn!"
Hearing Laufey directly state his name, Peter first froze for a moment, subsequently realizing very quickly that this was Loki's method again.
Seeing that the Destroyer was ineffective, he simply shook the Frost Giants over to Earth? It appeared that the Dual-God Resonance Mode he had displayed had truly left a fellow like Loki exceptionally starved for it.
To the point where he couldn't even care less about acting before Odin and Frigga anymore.
Thinking up to here, Peter subconsciously narrowed his eyes. Since you guys have already taken the initiative to invade Earth, and are actually coming for me, it would be letting myself down if I didn't fleece a massive wave of wool out of you!
Speaking of which, this guy's blood should also be worth quite a bit of Sacrifice Value!
The moment this thought struck him, Peter instantly made a decision. He took a step forward, shielding everyone behind him as he opened his mouth to ask:
"Did Loki send you guys here?"
"That brat doesn't possess the qualifications to command me; it is nothing more than a transaction."
Because the Grit on Peter's body had already dissipated, and he hadn't activated the Dual-God Resonance Mode either, Laufey didn't feel Peter had anything remarkable about him; his tone naturally being matchlessly contemptuous:
"Lowly mortal, be tactful and come with me directly; at least you can suffer a fraction less hardship, and a fraction fewer of your compatriots will die."
Facing Laufey's contemptuous words, Peter directly chose to use his fist to make a response.
Swish!
Using the Moonwalk beneath his feet, he instantly materialized right before Laufey, a fist coated in Armament Haki smashing straight toward the opponent's face.
Laufey was startled by the speed Peter erupted with, but he was, after all, an existence who could contend head-on with Odin for a period of time, relying on the Casket of Ancient Winters in his youth. Therefore, he reacted very quickly, swiftly raising his arm attempting to parry.
Clang—
A massive crash that jarred everyone's eardrums to the point of sharp pain resonated, followed immediately by Laufey subconsciously retreating half a step.
What immense strength!
A sliver of astonishment flashed across Laufey's eyes. But this astonishment was rapidly replaced by exasperation.
Did he, the dignified Frost King, not care about his dignity? To be repelled by a lowly Midgardian—if news like this spread out, how would the other races in the universe view them, the Frost Giants, in the future?
This Midgardian must be made to pay the price; this insult must be washed away with his blood!
The moment this thought struck him, Laufey let out a roar, a bone-chilling frost rapidly condensing over his arm. This frost, looking exactly like a maggot in the marrow, spread along Peter's fist, and within just the blink of an eye, completely froze the majority of Peter's arm!
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