Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Peter's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he quickly grabbed the barrel of the gun and forcibly turned it around:

"This is a gun, a long-range offensive weapon that can convert your mental energy into bullets."

"Pour your mental energy into it, then press here..."

Before he could finish speaking, his Observation Haki triggered a warning in his mind.

Without any hesitation, he immediately pointed the gun at himself and activated Armament Haki hardening.

boom!

An energy wave, as thick as an adult male's upper arm, slammed into Peter's chest.

The light wave lasted for about three or four seconds before gradually disappearing, and the Romantic Cannon was temporarily rendered unusable due to overheating.

hiss~

Peter gasped and instinctively rubbed his chest.

To be honest, its power is quite considerable.

It is far more destructive than Mine, the user of the Romantic Turret in the original anime "Akame ga Kill!".

With his current physique, Peter could withstand Tony's palm strikes without a scratch, even after activating Armament Haki and hardening his body.

But after enduring this romantic barrage, he felt a faint pain in his chest, roughly equivalent to being pinched.

With that kind of destructive power, if Peter hadn't shielded it with his body, the impact would have blasted the entire wall of S.H.I.E.L.D.

It could even shoot directly onto the street outside, sweeping the entire street clean.

And this was just a casual strike from the Mantis Woman...

"Giving you this weapon was definitely the right decision!"

Peter gently patted the Mantis's head and solemnly instructed her:

"But don't play with it when you're free. Save this for self-defense in a critical moment."

After witnessing Peter's grimacing and baring of teeth while blocking the gun barrel, Mantis realized just how terrifying this weapon truly was.

So she immediately nodded obediently, indicating that she definitely wouldn't play around with it carelessly.

But after Peter left, she seemed like a child who had received a new toy, stroking the romantic cannon in her hands and murmuring to herself:

"If I use about one-thousandth of the mental energy output from the previous attempt, it should be fine, right?"

Then... the sound of "biabiabia~" kept coming from the room.

The female agent responsible for delivering food to the Mantis Woman nearly fainted on the spot when she saw the room's "decoration" style, which was comparable to Syria.

Peter's final stop was a small house in the suburbs of New York, which served as Sif's residence and private training ground.

In the training ground, Sif was intently wiping her longsword.

Sif's sword can be considered a low-level divine artifact.

Although it cannot use any strange magic, this sword has the ability to transform.

Normally, it appears to be an ordinary two-handed sword. But by simply turning the hilt, Sif can transform it into two swords, and by bringing the hilts of the two swords together, it can become a long-handled weapon similar to a double-headed spear.

"Although your sword is already great, I still highly recommend that you give it a try."

Peter then handed over a sword wrapped in ornate silk.

"What is this?" Sif stopped what she was doing and her gaze fell on the sword.

“Excalibur, the sword of Victory.” Peter untied the silk, revealing a magnificent longsword that gleamed with a faint golden light.

"In Earth's legends, this is the holy sword that the King of Knights of Britain possessed after receiving the blessing of the Lady of the Lake."

Sif's breath hitched for a moment. As a battle-hardened Asgardian goddess, she could sense the extraordinary nature of this sword.

This is not some boastful decoration; its value may even be greater than the divine sword in his hand, which was personally bestowed upon him by Odin!

She couldn't help but reach out and grasp the hilt of the sword, which immediately emitted a slight hum, as if responding to its new owner.

"It's beautiful, and it's powerful!" Sif couldn't help but pour some of her divine power into it.

hum~

With a sword cry, visible energy covered the blade. Sif casually swung her hand, and a huge sword aura flew out, leaving the courtyard in a mess!

"My God!" Even Sif was taken aback by the power, and a bright smile appeared on her face like never before.

She couldn't help but throw herself into Peter's arms, exclaiming:

"Thank you, I really like this gift, but..."

At this point, her expression dimmed slightly:

“I can feel that I don’t have the sword’s 100% approval. I can’t even unleash its full power. I’m not worthy of this sword right now.”

As she spoke, she prepared to return the curry stick to Peter.

"What are you thinking about!" Peter gently tapped her on the head.

"Practice with me for a while longer, and one day you'll gain its recognition!"

Besides, this sword would only gather dust if it stayed with me; it's only in your hands that it can truly shine.

To completely put Severus's mind at ease, Peter first took out his vibranium Tang sword, and then simply took out the Senbonzakura (Thousand Cherry Blossoms) as well:

"You see, I'm not short of weapons~ Besides, when I really need them."

As he spoke, Peter gestured with his hand.

The curry stick instantly flew back to Peter's hand, as Peter infused it with his magic.

The pillar of light formed by the Excalibur shot into the sky, even startling the people in New York City.

But the beam of light was withdrawn by Peter in less than a second, leading those who witnessed it to doubt that everything they had seen was just an illusion.

"When I need it, it will still shine. This sword will not be buried in our hands, but will instead make a name for itself that is even more famous than its predecessor."

Hearing this, Sif finally let go of her last bit of hesitation, carefully put away the curry stick, and then clung to Peter like an octopus:

"In that case... let me think carefully about how I can repay this generous gift you've given me."

Chapter 337 Your acting is fake

After experiencing Sif's sincere gratitude, Peter was preparing to return to his company, Parker Technology, after a long absence, to see how the latest model of the Unicorn phone was progressing.

By the way, could you ask Hermann how far along the development of the tram is?

But before I could even congratulate her, Hill called me:

"Chief, Wanda Maksimov is awake."

Upon hearing this, Peter, who was about to head to the company, immediately stopped in his tracks:

How is she?

“She’s physically fine, but her emotions are a bit unstable, and also…” Hilton paused, “she said she wants to see you.”

……

Five minutes later, in the intensive care unit under the supervision of S.H.I.E.L.D.,

Peter saw Wanda, who had just woken up, and Pietro, who was already taking care of her.

"You've arrived." Wanda didn't look at him, but simply greeted him in a flat voice, then gestured with her eyes for Pietro to go out first.

Pietro glanced at Peter warily, but still obediently chose to leave.

"How are you feeling?" Peter didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly on the edge of Wanda's hospital bed.

This outrageous gesture made Wanda unconsciously shrink back.

"Not very good."

She finally turned her head, her beautiful eyes swirling with complex emotions.

There was anger, confusion, and a hint of vulnerability that she herself was unaware of.

"Why did you bring me here? To Stark's territory?"

Do you want to flaunt your spoils to the whole world? Or aren't you at all worried that I might take advantage of your absence to seek revenge, or... go on a killing spree?

As she spoke, a terrifying red light involuntarily appeared in her eyes, and the fluctuations of chaotic magic even caused everything in the room to tremble slightly.

But when faced with Wanda's threat, Peter did not show the alarmed expression she had imagined.

This guy even went so far as to...peel an apple.

And then... it was placed directly in front of Wanda's mouth:

"You must be starving after not eating for more than ten hours."

At that moment, Wanda was stunned.

She never expected that, faced with her relentless pressure, Peter's first reaction would be to ask if she was hungry.

This feeling... she had never felt with anyone other than Pietro since her parents passed away.

but……

Pa~!

Wanda slapped Peter's hand, her intention being to knock the apple away.

But Peter anticipated her prediction, swiftly snatching the apple back and taking a bite out of it.

Wanda herself, unable to control her strength, slammed her fingers on the steel armrest of the hospital bed, causing her to gasp in pain.

"He's not very old, but he has quite a temper."

Peter grumbled, then casually stuck out a finger and tapped Wanda's finger.

The moment their fingertips touched, the horse charm instantly dispelled the pain in Wanda's fingertips and made her feel a sense of comfort.

Chaos magic is both a gift and a curse.

Ever since she awakened this power, she has been constantly bombarded with all sorts of chaotic whispers that tempt her to commit destruction.

She could only feel a long-lost peace when Peter used the Horse Charm on her.