Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

"Thirty-seven million simulations, and not a single one of them resulted in a successful outcome?"

She gave a weak smile and couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Peter Parker, I hope you won't let me down."

Just then, the door to the dark room was pushed open, and two burly men, one in black and one in yellow, barged in with serious expressions.

It was Wang, the librarian of the mysterious library, and Mordo, one of the Ancient One's disciples.

“Master Ancient One, we have sensed the power of chaos, and this time, the power is purer than ever before.”

Modu's brow twitched wildly, and he couldn't help but tentatively ask:

"Could it be..."

“That’s right, Scarlet Witch,” the Ancient One stated calmly.

"The vessel blessed by Sithon in the Vishanti prophecy is born with the authority to rewrite the rules of reality."

Wang swallowed hard: "So what should we do now?"

"Let's see if that young man can handle this." Gu Yi tapped the tea in her cup with her finger, then flicked it.

The splashed tea water formed a water mirror in mid-air, displaying a real-time view of the Chernobyl battlefield.

She stared at the figure on the screen, unmoved by the chaotic waves, and the smile in her eyes deepened:

"If he can suppress the rampage of chaotic magic... then everything will be fine."

"What if we can't?" Mordo pressed.

The Ancient One's smile faded.

"If not, then I must seal her myself before the Dark Book fully awakens."

Meanwhile, Asgard, countless light-years away from Earth.

Inside the magnificent palace hall, a one-eyed old man sat weakly on the throne.

Odin.

King of the Nine Realms, Father of all Gods.

At this moment, his face was sallow, his breathing was long and heavy, and he exuded a sense of exhaustion as he approached death.

The time for Odin's slumber is drawing ever closer. It hasn't been long since the last Odin's slumber, yet he is about to fall into a deep sleep once again.

Just before his consciousness was about to sink into a deep sleep, his only remaining eye suddenly opened wide!

The oppressive force released in that instant even caused the entire Asgard to tremble violently.

Chapter 329 Prophecy and End

Queen Frigga, who was arranging potions beside the throne, was startled by the divine power Odin suddenly unleashed, and the potions slipped from her hands and fell to the ground.

She instinctively turned to look at her husband.

She noticed a solemn expression on her husband's face that hadn't appeared for over a thousand years.

In the thousands of years she spent with Odin, Odin showed this expression only a handful of times.

The last time I saw this expression was when her daughter, who wasn't her biological daughter, chose to completely break with Odin.

"What's wrong?" Frigga couldn't help but move closer to Odin.

Odin did not answer immediately, but simply reached out and grasped Frigga's hand tightly.

That hand was trembling slightly.

Frigga's heart clenched; there were few things in the Nine Realms that could make the Father of Gods tremble.

“Listen, my dear.” Odin gripped Frigga’s hand tightly, his voice low and slow, each word seeming to be squeezed out of his throat with great effort.

"During the time I'm in Odin's slumber, whatever happens, even if the earth is destroyed as a result..."

He paused for a moment, his one eye fixed intently on Frigga.

"You absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot let Thor go to Earth."

The fact that the Father of the Gods could say "ten million" three times shows how serious the matter was.

Frigga was stunned.

"Why? What exactly happened on Earth?"

Odin opened his mouth, as if to explain something, but he could feel the power of Odin's Sleep irresistibly dragging his consciousness into the abyss.

He only had time to utter one last sentence:

"That distant prophecy... has finally come true."

“Once Thor leaves Asgard, he will be gone from us forever…”

After uttering the last word, Odin's hand slipped from Frigga's palm, and he fell into Odin's Slumber.

Frigga stood rooted to the spot, a fear she had never felt before surging through her.

"Heimdall!"

For the first time, the diva lost all her elegance and dignity, screaming Heimdall's name.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders."

"The Rainbow Bridge is closed from this day forward. No one is permitted to leave Asgard without my permission, especially Thor!"

……

Chernobyl.

After an initial clash of wills, Wanda finally launched her first attack.

Without any hesitation, she immediately aimed her chaos magic at Peter.

She wants to redefine Peter's material composition directly at the molecular level by altering reality—just as she did to Gravik before.

But the moment the chaotic magic touched Peter's body, a hazy white light emerged from Peter's skin—that was the Horse Charm at work.

Prisoner: Do not harm my lord!

White and red light clashed fiercely on Peter's body.

Every time the chaotic magic attempts to rewrite Peter's body structure, the Horse Charm immediately corrects it.

Rewrite, correct, rewrite, correct.

This process was repeated tens of thousands of times in a fraction of a second.

After tens of thousands of clashes, Wanda finally came to a conclusion—her ability to rewrite reality was completely ineffective against Peter.

"impossible!"

Wanda's voice was tinged with obvious anxiety.

She increased the intensity of her output, and the scarlet vortex behind her expanded rapidly, from ten meters to fifty meters, then one hundred meters.

The terrifying magical power pressed down so hard that even the Three-Day Shield creaked and groaned.

Gwen's hands trembled, and she had to borrow the power of another Word of Power to upgrade the three-day shield in front of her into a four-day resistance shield.

Only then could they completely withstand the terrifying impact of the magic.

After realizing that eliminating Peter directly was wishful thinking, Wanda decisively abandoned the idea of ​​taking direct action against him.

She raised her hand, and the earth rumbled in that instant.

"OMG!"

"My God!"

"What the hell!"

The world's audience was stunned at this moment.

Because Wanda, through her chaos magic, managed to lift all the buildings in Chernobyl—including the secret base the Skrulls had been building underground for decades—into the air.

With the effect of chaos magic, the tens of thousands of tons of architectural ruins instantly coalesced into various geometric patterns of sharp cones.

It all came crashing down on Peter!

The sense of oppression brought about by this scene was in no way inferior to that of a meteorite falling from the sky.

Faced with these incredibly dense metal blocks, Peter couldn't help but show a troubled expression.

Don't misunderstand!

He wasn't struggling with how to dodge.

Instead... which element should we use?

Was it the Wood Release technique that you used quite easily on Planet Igo? Or the Lightning Release and Fire Release techniques that you haven't used for a while?

After a brief moment of hesitation, Peter made his choice.

"Henshin!"

His right hand brushed against the Wizard Driver at his waist.

【Flame, please!】

At the same time, the small, broken watch in my hand spun wildly.

Thunderbolt form + Celestial energy, and...

"Fireproof!!!"

With a shout that sounded like a madman, golden flames suddenly erupted and quickly covered Peter's entire body.

Although this time I did not use the power of the dragon god to transform into the ultimate fire dragon, the amplification brought by the power of the gods was even greater than that of the dragon god.

Perhaps it could be named... the Zhurong Mode?!

With that thought in mind, Peter chuckled and then flashed into view, instantly appearing in front of the nearest metal geometry.

And then...

boom!