The black flames climbed rapidly up Skirn's feet, like vipers imbued with life, spreading up along her calves, knees, and thighs.
Unable to be teleported to Cul's side, Skirn finally panicked.
She hurriedly jumped out of the magic circle, which had already been engulfed by the black flames.
No longer caring about her dignity as a deity, she rolled on the ground in a sorry state, attempting to extinguish the flames clinging to her body in this way.
However... it was still to no avail!
The terrifying black flames burned wherever they landed, and no matter how Skirn struggled, there was no sign of them extinguishing.
"No, this is impossible. Even the flames of a deity cannot be eternal, and it is even more impossible for them to shatter the magic circle of the Midgard Serpent!"
While screaming in pain, Skirn let out angry shouts, seemingly trying to strengthen her faith in this way.
Facing Skirn's struggle, Peter just smiled silently:
"You are right. Even flames that never extinguish cannot burn something as intangible as teleportation magic...
But... what if I added the purest Asgard divine power into my flames of Amaterasu to serve as a bridge?"
Hearing this, Skirn froze, unable to help but look back at the Amaterasu arrow still pinned to the ground.
Only then did she discover that, at some unknown point, streaks of golden divine inscriptions had been engraved into that arrow!
"Impossible!" Skirn screamed once again, completely devoid of any divine image:
"You are clearly just a lowly mortal of Midgard, how could you possibly master the purest Asgard divine power, which even we cannot master?"
Hearing their conversation, the billions of viewers across the globe couldn't help but gasp in unison.
The comment feed was scrolling wildly:
"666... So, you're saying The Arbiter missed on purpose?"
"How can you call that missing? He was aiming for the teleportation circle all along!"
"Where are the idiots who were mocking The Arbiter earlier? Come out and get beaten!"
"The Arbiter: Do you think I'm weak and pathetic this time? But actually, you only saw the second layer. You thought I was on the first layer, but I was actually on the fifth layer!"
Peter naturally didn't know that the comment feed was already wildly making memes.
At this moment, he was just observing Skirn as if she were prey that had fallen into a trap:
"That sort of thing is not for an idiot like you to worry about~"
As he spoke, he slowly controlled Susanoo to draw the bow and nock an arrow once more, condensing another Amaterasu arrow and aiming it at Skirn!
"Instead of dwelling on that, you'd be better off thinking about how to break free from my flames."
Hearing Peter's confident and assured tone, Skirn's face turned pale.
After a moment, she finally made up her mind.
She raised the Breaker of Souls' hammer in her hand high and aimed it at her own legs.
Snap!
Accompanying two teeth-gritting sounds of bones breaking.
The ancient goddess actually chose to sever her legs to survive, much like a gecko trapped in a desperate situation.
"Damn mortal!"
Because she had lost her legs and could only crawl on the ground, the goddess let out a cry more shrill than that of a vengeful spirit:
"Do you think this will make the great goddess Skirn submit?"
"You mere mortal, you mere ant, even without legs, I can still kill you!"
As she spoke, Skirn supported herself with one hand, using it as a pivot, and hopped towards Peter, inching closer:
"As long as I touch you once, this goddess will let you know what true..."
Whoosh! Splorch!
Before she could finish speaking, Skirn suddenly froze.
She looked down at her chest in astonishment.
There, the second pitch-black Amaterasu arrow had already pierced through her chest!
She opened her mouth, wanting to continue saying something.
But before a sound could come out, the black flames had already climbed onto her chest, then her neck, and her face.
"What are you gibbering about?"
Peter casually dispelled the Susanoo behind him, crossed his arms with a calm expression, and looked down from above at the "goddess" whose face was filled with disbelief:
"Go say whatever you want to my Amaterasu arrow. This time, if you can still survive, I'll wash my neck clean and let you chop it off!"
"Damn..."
Skirn still wanted to make a final struggle.
But, it was obviously too late.
The pitch-black flames charred the host's heart, then rapidly spread to the entire body.
Such an injury could not be repaired, even for a goddess!
With a dull thud, the Breaker of Souls' hammer fell heavily to the ground.
The host, Titania, was completely burned into a withered skeleton!
Amidst the black flames, a spirit body burning with flames rose into the air.
This spirit looked at Peter with venomous eyes, then transformed into a stream of light and flew towards Peter recklessly.
As the Breaker of Souls appointed by Cul, Skirn possessed the means to control the wills and even souls of others.
Therefore, her divine soul was also the most special among the eight The Worthy.
When she decided to burn her own divine soul, even without the hammer as a carrier, she could launch a powerful soul attack to perish together with her opponent.
If it were anyone else, they really wouldn't have a good way to deal with this "mutual destruction" move of Skirn's, and would most likely have to take the hit.
But Peter... as the dignified holder of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, could he really be injured by such a soul attack?
"You're courting death!"
Hum!
Following his cold snort, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner appeared in response.
The familiar, chilling suction force descended once more.
The expression of Skirn's remnant soul changed drastically. She tried her best to struggle, but this struggle was nothing more than a joke in front of Peter.
Finally, Skirn's divine soul was sucked into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Peter couldn't help but shiver with pleasure at this moment.
Should I say, as expected of the Breaker of Souls?
The yin energy provided after refining this divine soul is truly invigorating!
After enjoying the "growth happiness" for a while, Peter slowly opened his eyes.
He first casually dispelled the Amaterasu flames that were still burning on the ground, then picked up the Breaker of Souls' hammer and stored it in his storage ring.
"Tony, where is the next target... or rather, can you find where they were teleported to as a group?"
There was silence in the channel for two seconds, followed by Tony's somewhat helpless voice:
"No way, the satellites simply cannot capture their tracks!"
"I have already had Jarvis connect to the global surveillance system to conduct a wide-range search, but still found nothing.
I estimate that it will be very difficult to find their tracks in the short term!"
"Is that so..."
After putting away the hammer with some helplessness, Peter was not discouraged, but just casually closed the global live stream, and then said to Tony:
"Since that's the case, the task of tracking them down will be left to you and Daisy."
"And you? Don't tell me you're planning to go back to accompany your group of little girlfriends again." Tony couldn't help but make a joke.
"I'm not that heartless!" Peter first retorted, then said seriously:
"I'm planning to take Sif and make a trip to Asgard."
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