Bluffing!
This mortal must be bluffing!
Although Thor's heart skipped a beat the moment he saw Peter's smile, he still forced himself not to show any fear, while frantically hypnotizing himself in his mind.
Damn mortal, watch me tear through your facade right now!
With this thought in mind, Thor threw his Mjolnir without a second thought.
The moment the hammer fell, the violent energy even made space hum under the strain.
Facing such a strike, everyone present subconsciously swallowed hard.
They were incredibly curious about where Peter got his confidence from and what kind of trump card he still had that was enough to support him in taking such a crazy attack.
And then...
The scene that unfolded before their eyes made every creature present—whether human, god, or mutated monster—feel as if their worldview was being crushed to pieces by a rampaging steamroller.
Facing Thor's swing, which produced terrifying fluctuations that even the space could barely withstand, Peter... raised his hand?
He freaking just simply raised his right hand?!
Just as everyone was wondering if their eyes were playing tricks on them.
Smack~
Accompanied by a light sound.
Peter steadily caught the head of mjolnir with one hand!
And then...
There was no flesh flying, and no terrifying shockwaves scattering.
Nothing happened!
That seemingly unstoppable hammer lost all its might in Peter's hand.
As if it really was just an ordinary... hammer.
The victor's pride and composure on Thor's face instantly froze.
His eyes bulged like copper bells as he stared fixedly at Peter's hand gripping the hammer, his eyes filled with shock.
This... how is this possible?!
This is mjolnir!
A divine artifact personally enchanted by the All-Father!
This mortal, how... how could he catch his hammer and remain completely unharmed?!
Mister Fantastic felt his super-brain crash once again.
As superheroes, they knew all too well how powerful that Meow-Meow Hammer was.
Thor had boasted about that hammer countless times while drunk, and the result was that no one except the Captain could lift it.
But now Peter had caught that hammer with ease!
Could it be...
An absurd thought surfaced in Reed's mind.
At the same time this thought surfaced, Peter's hand gripping the hammer suddenly exerted force.
The terrifying power made Thor's thumb web go numb, and that divine artifact that had been with him day and night almost flew out of his hand!
He was scared out of his wits and gripped the handle tightly, barely managing to keep the hammer from slipping away.
Noticing his plan hadn't succeeded.
Peter couldn't help but curl his lips imperceptibly.
Still can't do it?
He originally wanted to cosplay Hela from the movie and try to see if he could crush the Meow-Meow Hammer with one hand!
As the most outstanding adult Asgardian individual, Peter's physical fitness was by no means inferior to Thor or Hela.
He originally thought that he should be able to do the same thing as Hela.
But now it seemed that that famous scene wasn't something that could be achieved purely by relying on strength.
Although this attempt to show off failed, it didn't mean Peter had no backup plan.
Peter then gave the dazed Thor a wicked smile:
"Was the great god trembling just now?"
Without waiting for the flushed Thor to say anything, his voice suddenly turned cold:
"Remember what I said before?"
"After copying that long-limbed fellow, the next target... is you."
Hum~!
The moment his voice fell, a majestic and ancient aura suddenly erupted from Peter's body!
That aura only gave Reed and the others a sense of pressure similar to Haoshoku.
But when it landed on Thor, it made him feel as if he had been struck by lightning on the spot.
He was all too familiar with this aura!
That was... the aura of the Asgardian race!
Furthermore, the purity and strength of this aura were not at all inferior to his own as the Son of the God-King!
"No... No!!!"
Feeling this familiar yet strange aura, Thor completely broke down!
What was the thing he was most proud of?
It wasn't this divine power, it wasn't this hammer, and it wasn't his merits from conquering countless alien races.
It was his noble bloodline as the Prince of the Aesir!
This was his innate glory! It was the foundation that distinguished him from others! It was also the thing his brother had sought in vain his whole life.
But now, this mortal, this "Midgardian" he had always looked down upon, had actually... actually stolen his bloodline!
Moreover, after stealing his bloodline, he actually appeared to be even more powerful than him, the Son of the God-King!
At this moment, something quietly shattered...
"Aaaaaah!!"
Thor let out a Beast-like roar, his eyes instantly turning blood-red.
"You shameful thief! You despicable thief!!"
He frantically tried to reclaim the hammer from Peter's hand, while his other fist lit up with electricity, smashing wildly at Peter's face.
"Give it back! Give me back what belongs to me!!"
Facing Thor's frantic attacks, Peter made no move to dodge.
He let Thor's fist land on his face.
The violent lightning within was like charging a battery to him.
And Thor's strength was also nothing to fear, because after a punch landed, before Peter's brain could even receive the sensation of pain, the horse talisman would restore the injury.
So, facing Thor's crazy offensive, not only did Peter not show a look of pain.
Instead, he smiled.
A smile that made everyone present shudder.
He let Thor vent his strength until Thor was panting with exhaustion, then he spoke like a demon's whisper:
"Now..."
"Who is... the most outstanding Asgardian?"
Thor had completely lost his mind.
His brain had completely lost the ability to think.
"Shut up!"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
He struggled angrily like a mad bull.
This did indeed work.
As a god still in the growth stage, excessive anger could indeed allow him to advance a portion of the divine power belonging to his future.
Commonly known as Bursting...
Under Thor's near-insane struggle, for one moment, he successfully pulled his mjolnir back from Peter's hand.
However, that was all.
When he recklessly swung the hammer at Peter once again, trying to use Peter's blood to wash away the humiliation he suffered, Peter moved!
Slap!
A loud slap landed on Thor's face, sending the proud god flying with a single strike!
"Had enough? If you've had enough, it's my turn!"