Having completed the freezing, Laufey was incredibly confident.
The frost condensing on his arm was the Frigid Power from the deepest parts of Jotunheim, a bloodline power capable of freezing gods.
A thousand years ago, even Odin had lost an eye to his Frigid Power due to a moment of carelessness.
Thus, he was absolutely, positively certain that this ignorant Midgardian's arm had completely turned into a fragile icicle.
With just a light tap, it would shatter into ice shards all over the ground!
At this moment, Laufey had already envisioned the ensuing script in his mind.
He would shatter the limbs of this Midgardian who dared to provoke him into dust right in front of everyone!
He would announce the return of the Frost Giants in the most brutal way possible.
However, at the very moment he was about to strike,
A sudden change occurred on the field!
"Frost power, huh? Interesting~"
Peter's voice held a hint of amusement.
Immediately following...
Boom!
Under Laufey's incredulous gaze, an intensely scorching flame erupted, centered on Peter's body!
Blazing golden flames instantly enveloped Peter, as if donning him in a magnificent suit of fire armor.
The frost that had covered his arm couldn't last even a second against these flames, instantly evaporating into a mist of steam with a "sizzle."
Laufey, who was intent on shattering Peter's arm, bore the brunt of it, hit head-on by the erupting flames and feeling an unbearable burning pain.
He gasped, his body instinctively retreating backward.
Only after putting enough distance between himself and Peter did Laufey look down with lingering fear.
When he saw the wretched state of his own arm, the King of the Frost Giants's expression changed drastically.
His proud frost body had actually been charred black, and even emitted a faint burnt smell!
Although the flames licking his body had been extinguished, the persistent burning pain nearly drove him, who had long lived in low temperatures, insane.
Damn it!
How could this Midgardian possess such terrifying fire power?!
These flames were clearly no ordinary fire; he hadn't even felt this much pain when he fought Odin back then!
At this moment, Laufey wasn't the only one shocked.
Looking at the figure bathed in flames like a fire monarch in the center of the field,
Terror visibly rose in the red eyes of the Frost Giants as they recalled the fear of being dominated a thousand years ago.
On the other side, the expressions of Thor and Warriors Four of Asgard were even more remarkable.
Sif covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes practically overflowing with stars.
Lightning that rivaled Thor's!
A physical body capable of clashing head-on with the Destroyer!
And now, a divine fire that could cause even the King of the Frost Giants pain!
Just how many more surprises were hidden within this Midgardian powerhouse?
Thor looked at the Meow-Meow Hammer on the ground, then at Peter in the distance, his expression incredibly complex as he felt his worldview suffer an unprecedented shock.
Ever since he reached adulthood, he had campaigned across the Nine Realms, his Power of Thunder punishing all directions.
Such achievements had always led him to consider himself the foremost of the younger generation in the Nine Realms.
But now, after seeing Peter, his belief in being invincible was shaken.
It was one thing for this Midgardian to control the power of lightning without using mjolnir, and to use a golden divine light similar to his father's.
But now he had actually produced a flame capable of incinerating all things...
Heaven knows how many more trump cards this Midgardian was hiding?
How am I, the Son of Odin who can't even use lightning without his hammer, supposed to feel?
Which one of us is actually the Aesir?!
While everyone's eyes were fixed on Peter, he turned his gaze toward the horrified Laufey.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a seemingly gentle smile:
"Blue-skinned freak, what did you just say?"
"Come with you directly to suffer less, and fewer of my compatriots will die?"
Peter mimicked Laufey's previous tone, his voice full of mockery.
"Seeing as you were so 'generous,' how about I give you an opportunity too!"
At this, the gentle smile on his face vanished, replaced by an undisguised dominance and arrogance.
"Now, kneel and kowtow three times to me."
"As long as you're obedient, I'll let you suffer less too."
"Each of you leaves a hand behind, and I'll allow you to take this bunch of riffraff under you and get the hell off Earth alive, how about that?"
As his words fell, a deathly silence filled the area!
The jaws of Thor and the others nearly hit the ground.
No way, man!
Do you know who you're talking to?
The Frost Giant race is a major power that cannot be ignored in the entire Nine Realms!
You're actually making their king kowtow to you, and demanding everyone leave a hand behind before they can leave Midgard?
Even the All-Father wouldn't dare be as arrogant as you!
If the others were thinking this, one can only imagine how complex Laufey's feelings were.
The shock in Laufey's eyes was instantly replaced by endless rage.
His ice-blue face turned a purplish-blue from excessive anger.
What did he just hear?
This lowly Midgardian!
Actually dared to make him, the great King of the Frost Giants and ruler of Jotunheim, kneel and kowtow?!
A supreme humiliation!
Unforgivable!
Rage instantly drowned out what little reason remained in Laufey's heart.
"You... are... looking... for... death!"
Laufey practically squeezed these words through his teeth. The moment they were spoken, a terrifying Frigid Power erupted, causing the moisture in the air to condense into snowflakes and the ground to freeze instantly.
He was completely fuming!
"Kill him!"
Laufey roared hysterically.
"Warriors! Kill all the Midgardians here! Make them pay for this bastard's arrogance! Only the blood of a madman can wash away the humiliation suffered by the Frost Giants!"
"Roar!"
At Laufey's command, battle intent surged in the red eyes of the Frost Giants.
Hundreds of elite Frost Giants, without a second thought, followed their king's order and charged at the surrounding, wary Agents.
"Fire!"
Seeing this group of blue-skinned monsters with an average height of over two meters charging, Natasha and Phil almost instinctively gave the order to fire.
"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"
The Agents faithfully pulled their triggers, but the bullets hitting the ice-covered skin of the Frost Giants only kicked up sprays of ice chips, failing to cause any effective damage.
"So tough, the bullets can't pierce them at all!"
"What do we do? It's too late to request fire support now!"
"Should we retreat? We're no match for them!"
As the Frost Giants drew closer, the Agents present couldn't help but fall into a panic.
Just as everyone was in a chaotic mess like headless flies,
Buzz~
A white light suddenly flared from Peter's body in mid-air.
And then, his figure actually split in two in the blink of an eye!
It was exactly the splitting ability of the tiger talisman!