Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

"How is this possible? How could you have reacted?" Zemo covered his face, both shocked and furious. "Besides, the dagger was coated with a neurotoxin strong enough to knock out an elephant, so how are you unharmed?"

"No one knows better than me what kind of scum my father's colleagues are! Do you think I wouldn't have a backup plan if I were to work with someone as rotten as you?"

Original Sin casually kicked the dagger away and walked step by step toward Zemo.

The snow boots crunched on the ice, the barbs on the soles making a creaking sound as they hit the ice, each step feeling like stepping on Zemo's heart.

"Besides, don't you know? As the daughter of Red Skull, I was born with the serum of a super soldier flowing through my veins!"

My metabolic rate is more than ten times that of an average person. Do you think a mere neurotoxin can control me?

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her foot and stomped on Zemo's chest without any mercy.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones shattering reached Zemo's ears clearly.

A sharp pain struck, but he couldn't even scream. He could only open his mouth in vain, like a fish out of water, his eyes filled with despair.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily."

"I will also let you see with your own eyes how I lift that divine weapon and how I am crowned the new king of this world!"

As she spoke, she gave a signal, and her men immediately grabbed Baron Zemo.

The group continued walking into the base.

The base is filled with mummified corpses frozen solid.

These people used to be the guards here, but they hadn't communicated with the outside world for seventy years. The food, fresh water, and energy inside the building had long been exhausted. How could they possibly have survived here for 70 years?

Original Sin led her minions deeper and deeper, and finally saw what she wanted to see.

It was a long-handled hammer covered in thick, solid ice, its body gleaming with a dazzling gold color, and its head was fitted with a beautifully designed handguard.

Upon seeing this legendary artifact, Original Sin trembled with excitement:

"This is it, the legendary warhammer of Skadi, the goddess of winter!"

She frantically pulled the gold medal out of her pocket, staring at the ancient characters on it, uttering strange syllables.

As the syllables were uttered, the ice encasing the hammer visibly began to melt.

The hammer gradually radiated a dazzling light, as if responding to her call.

Finally, when the last syllable was uttered, Skadi's Hammer officially revealed its power.

"It's mine!"

Baron Zemo broke free from his two henchmen's restraints and pounced on them like a madman.

But no matter how hard he tried, the hammer remained unmoved!

"idiot!"

Meeting Zemo's despairing gaze, Sin kicked him away, then took a deep breath and raised the Hammer of Winter high above him!

In that instant, she was covered in magnificent armor, and at the same time, a huge shadow slowly emerged behind her...

Chapter 339 The God of Fear Descends

The Arctic winds seemed to stand still at that moment.

The enormous shadow enveloped everything, casting not darkness, but a chill that emanated from the depths of the soul.

It looked down at the tiny creatures on the ice field, a madman blinded by desire, a fool blinded by hatred.

A low, sinister laugh echoed in the empty hall.

He laughed at Ze Mo for his lack of strategy, and at the original sin for his lack of wisdom.

Can you gain power by lifting a hammer?

What a joke!

There are no winners in this scheming battle; the true winner is none other than him—the god of fear, "The Serpent" Kur!

Baron Zemo lay sprawled on the ground, his broken ribs making each breath feel like a knife cutting into his soul, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the trembling in his soul.

He stared in horror at the shadow. What was that?

God? Or... a demon?

Original Sin, no, at this moment she should be called "Destroyer of Worlds" Skadi.

She held her warhammer high, and the ecstasy and ambition that belonged to Cynthia Schmidt on her face were rapidly fading, replaced by an empty, inhuman divinity.

His gaze swept over everyone present, including the once loyal Sisters of Sin, and even the half-dead, mad dog Zemo on the ground.

The fear, confusion, and despair on everyone's faces were clearly reflected in their empty pupils.

Finally, she opened her mouth, and a hoarse sound came from her throat:

"Although these are just appetizers, these fears... are truly a long-lost delicacy!"

The voice did not belong to Cynthia herself, but to an ancient will that has existed in this world for tens of thousands of years—the god of fear, Odin's brother, the "Great Serpent" Kur!

Having been imprisoned in the deep sea for nearly 10,000 years, he had almost forgotten what fear tasted like!

"Boss?" A member of the Sinful Sisters noticed something was wrong and called out cautiously.

But what responded to her was a roaring warhammer!

The "Winter Goddess Hammer" swung its weapon in a wide arc, smashing it down on its former "subordinates".

Wherever the warhammer passed, time and space seemed to freeze instantly.

A visible, deep blue chill erupted from the warhammer, instantly sweeping across the entire area.

Winter is coming!

"what!"

The screams of agony rose and fell.

The members of the Sinister Sisters, those female assassins feared in the dark world, were now frozen in place like mosquitoes encased in amber.

The ice spread upwards inch by inch from their feet, so fast that it even exceeded their ability to think!

When they came to their senses, ice had covered their entire bodies, but strangely, their consciousness had not been frozen.

Their eyes could still move, they could still clearly see the panic on each other's faces, and they could feel the body temperature being drained away little by little, their life force flowing away like the receding tide.

The process of dying was stretched out indefinitely, every second was agonizing.

The purest and most intense fear and despair they experienced during this process transformed into invisible energies that rushed into Skadi's Hammer and, through the warhammer, were poured into the imprisoned ancient soul.

“Heh…heh…” The shadow above the hall, namely the “God of Fear” Kur, let out a satisfied sigh.

This is the taste!

After thoroughly exploiting his subordinates and watching their lives vanish in a very short time, he realized their value.

Skadi slammed her warhammer down, and an ice spear instantly pierced through the thick wall of the steel fortress, tearing a gap in it.

Gazing at the gap, Skadi soared into the sky and flew straight in one direction—the Mariana Trench.

That place is the sealed land of Kur!

In the unfathomable depths of the Mariana Trench, five ancient sea serpents, each larger than a warship, dwell.

They are the guardians left behind by Odin, fulfilling their duties for millennia.

Ensure that the seal is not broken by others, and ensure that the former king of Asgard does not return!

hiss~

The sea snakes sensed danger and simultaneously opened their enormous vertical pupils.

The sea snakes flicked their tongues, rolled up their bodies, and stirred up a tremendous underwater current.

However, they clearly underestimated Skadi's power, which was blessed by the hammer of the winter goddess.

The undercurrents, powerful enough to crush any giant ship, were utterly powerless to stop Skadi's arrival.

The icy blue light, carrying unparalleled power, tore through the ocean currents and slammed heavily onto the head of a sea serpent.

Without a deafening explosion, accompanied by the frenzied surging of the waves, the giant serpent's body rapidly froze and silently plunged into the unfathomable depths of the sea.

The death of its companion spurred the remaining four sea snakes.

The sea serpents roared silently as they fearlessly attacked Skadi, the destroyer of the world.

But faced with absolute power, their defeat was only a matter of time.

Finally, several hours later, all five sea serpents perished, and the wounded Destroyer Skadi arrived at the massive stone gate inscribed with an ancient seal.

After taking a deep breath, Skadi pressed her warhammer against the crack in the stone door, and a terrifying chill seeped in through the crack, disrupting the flow of the magic circle.

With Skadi's frantic roar, the stone gate finally burst open.

Endless darkness surged forth, and when the darkness dissipated, an old man with a hunched back, who could barely support himself with the help of a huge scepter in his hand, completely broke free from his restraints!

"I, Kur Borsen, have returned!"

"The Great Serpent" Kur staggered toward Skadi, and as his finger touched Skadi's forehead, he read all of Cynthia Schmidt's memories.

"Earth...Avengers...Peter Parker, the 'Arbiter'"

"Peter Parker?"

Kur's mind lingered on the name "Peter Parker" for a moment.

In the memories of original sin, this man was so powerful that he was almost incomprehensible, even possessing power comparable to that of a god.

"Hmph, just a brat from Midgard."

Kur scoffed dismissively.

He wouldn't even consider such a lowly being worthy of his attention.

But he was not blinded by the long-awaited freedom.

He could sense that his current strength was less than one-thousandth of what it was at its peak.

More importantly, his brother, the one who overthrew his rule, stole power from him, and sealed him here—Odin—is not dead!