Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone.

"If you ask."

Mike answered without any hesitation.

“I will tell you that because you are my family, that will never change.”

“I know you will always be my family, Mike.”

Heidi smiled brightly at Mike's answer, but didn't ask him what his secret was; she simply shrugged.

"So where are you planning to go this time?"

"Norway, let's see the sea and visit some old friends."

"..."

50. Mike during special training!

The deepest part of the Arctic ice cap.

The temperature here remains around minus 56 degrees Celsius year-round. When you inhale, the moisture in your nasal cavity will immediately freeze into ice crystals, and every breath will feel like swallowing glass.

But that's not the scariest part of the place.

Because when December arrives, a fierce wind, seemingly coming from nowhere, will suddenly rise up here day and night.

The howling wind ravaged every inch of this land.

The fierce wind, carrying tiny ice needles in the air, relentlessly struck every inch of exposed skin.

Even if you wear the thickest protective suit, standing in this strong wind, it won't last ten seconds before your protective suit becomes a ragged rag with leaks everywhere.

For this reason, this place is regarded as an absolute forbidden zone by humans. Even the most reckless adventurers, who take pride in courting death, dare not set foot here.

The thick clouds that hover over this place year-round further prevent any celestial observation of this area.

Icebergs rise from the ice sheet, jagged and interlocking. Walking among them feels not as if you are walking on an ice sheet, but as if you are walking among mountains. In addition, the low temperature of minus fifty-six degrees Celsius renders all navigation and communication instruments useless pieces of scrap metal.

but!

It is in this absolute forbidden zone that no human dares to enter.

It is right here in this ice cap covered by countless icebergs.

An iceberg has stood up.

The literal sense.

This is a small iceberg, about twenty meters high and weighing about ten tons.

But it did stand up.

To be precise, he was forcibly lifted up.

Mike!

At this moment, Mike, shirtless and wearing only a pair of black trousers, had clearly visible eight-pack abs, and white mist rose from his chest and shoulders in the extreme cold.

Mike raised his arms high, his ten fingers digging deeply into the bottom of the iceberg, making the massive ten-ton iceberg appear as if it were being held firmly in his palm.

His back was taut and arched, and the muscles in his thighs under his trousers were as tight as steel cables.

Then--

Mike then did squats while holding the massive ten-ton iceberg.

Each time I crouched down, the ice sheet beneath my feet, which had been untouched for who knows how long and was of unknown thickness, would creak and groan unbearably.

Each time he stood up, the ice sheet beneath his feet, which was of unknown thickness, would crack with a sigh of relief.

Mike had heard this kind of voice countless times in the past two months and was already immune to it.

So he remained unmoved and continued to carry the iceberg through the most rigorous special training.

The belief in the Second Sanctuary that one can develop a sixth sense through rigorous, day-to-day training is not without merit.

But this kind of rigorous training refers to the kind of training that touches your soul and pushes you to your limits.

Because when you train to your limit, if you are unwilling to give up, then the power of your mind will appear to help you.

The prerequisite is that you must truly reach your limit and have an unwillingness to give up from the depths of your soul. Only then will the willpower from your heart lead you to break through your limit.

Although Mike knew that in this universe, this training method would not allow him to gain a sixth sense, it did not prevent him from using it to enhance his mental power.

Even a small improvement is still an improvement, and it's the key to enabling him to once again control his inner universe and prevent the power from overshadowing his mind.

After Mike and Heidi returned home that day, Mike booked a flight to Norway for the next day.

When he arrived in Norway, his good friend, Natik, an Inuit, came to pick him up at the airport.

Mike didn't immediately head to the deepest part of the Arctic ice cap, where it is now. For the first few days after arriving, he followed Natik around, either hunting, going out to sea, or drinking with him at night.

He bid farewell to Natich in early October and ventured alone into the deepest part of the ice cap, a place he had never penetrated so deeply even when fighting the Dark Elf Malekith and Thor.

Mike stayed here for two months.

Day after day, week after week.

He has been enduring rigorous training like this for two whole months.

After finishing a thousand squats, Mike stood up again, took a deep breath, and lifted the iceberg with both hands.

next second.

boom!

The white ice mist, like a shockwave, surged in all directions the moment the iceberg's base covered the thick ice sheet. When the ice mist collided with the surrounding icebergs, it made a terrifying crackling sound, like hot oil dripping into ice water.

Mike, shirtless and wearing only a pair of trousers, stood barefoot on the thick ice sheet beneath his feet, his eyes slightly closed, his chest rising and falling gently.

With each rise and fall of his chest, a faint, almost imperceptible roar, much like that of a lion, would emanate from his chest.

And deep within Mike's eyes, the golden-red light twinkled like the stars in the dark night sky with each of Mike's heartbeats.

As Mike looked into his own universe with his heightened senses, he vaguely saw a world completely different from the one he had experienced in New York.

A world of six senses!

but--

He did not develop a sixth sense.

Once again, if the sixth sense were so easy to grasp, Saint Seiya would have been commonplace by now.

Even in the second life, in the legendary Sanctuary, the majority of Saints were still those who had not yet attained enlightenment.

Moreover, this is the Marvel Universe, and there are no other Saints who have awakened the Sixth Sense to share their journey of awakening it with him.

Mike had to figure it out on his own.

But he didn't come away empty-handed this time.

At least during these two months of rigorous training, his mental abilities have indeed improved, and he has felt that his control over his inner universe has once again returned to a level of perfect control, as if it were his own arm.

Of course.

It's unlikely that one could improve their mental abilities so quickly simply by relying on the rigorous training of the past two months.

Mike is here, in addition to undergoing rigorous special training.

and also--

Continuous fighting.

Just then.

After finishing his special training and adjusting his breathing, Mike, who was standing still, caught a slight ripple from the sky and slowly opened his eyes.

into the eye.

Boom!

A beam of seven-colored light pierced the sky in an instant, as if it had shot down from the dome, and crashed into the ice cap 500 meters in front of Mike.

next second.

A figure emerged from the seven-colored beam of light.

……

51. Loki, who comes down specifically to deliver groceries!

But not human.

Instead, he was a giant who was over 2.3 meters tall, extremely tall, with very developed muscles, and whose gray-blue skin was covered with magical and mysterious stripes.

Full name——

Frost Giant.

The moment the frost giant with red eyes emerged from the seven-colored beam of light, it immediately locked onto Mike, who was standing five hundred meters away.

Clang!

The frost giant clenched his hands into the air on either side, and instantly, the surrounding cold air condensed into two sharp ice blades in his hands.

next second.

He charged at Mike, wielding the two icy blades.

Mike, standing still, showed no surprise at the arrival of the Frost Giant. He simply stretched his neck and then, just as the Frost Giant was about to charge within ten meters of him, swung his right fist forward.

Saint Seiya doesn't need any weapons, because their fists are the strongest weapons.

Wherever the fist strikes, it charges forward without hesitation.

The moment Mike threw his fist, the shockwave that followed the sound of the air explosion came first.

The shockwave struck the Frost Giant's chest ten meters away the instant Mike threw his fist.

next second.

The towering 2.3-meter-tall frost giant seemed to have crashed into an iron wall, its charging momentum abruptly halted. And at an even faster speed, just as the air blast from Mike's fist tearing through the air was heard, it was sent flying backward.

boom!