Hela rushed over at an extremely fast speed, her black blades carving ripples through the air.
Facing these blades capable of wounding a Queen of the Gods, Peter not only didn't dodge but even took a proactive half-step forward.
With a backhand motion, Senbonzakura quietly landed in his hand.
The blade swept upward, precisely knocking away the blade on the left, while his body turned sideways to let the strike aimed at his heart from the right pass by.
The sound of metal clashing echoed through the Heavenly Palace.
Hela's expression changed; that lazy playfulness vanished, replaced by a pure sense of surprise.
She pulled back two steps, lowering her head to look at the blade in her right hand—a tiny nick had appeared on the edge.
Although the nick was instantly repaired the moment it appeared by Hela's Necro-power, it still gave her a great shock.
"Interesting." She re-examined Peter, and this time, there was clearly no trace of her previous contempt in her gaze.
"The more interesting parts are yet to come," Peter replied.
"Really?" Hela lightly licked her lips, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness:
"I hope you won't disappoint me too much."
As she spoke, her offensive became even more violent.
The two blades whipped out a dense web of black light, sealing off all of Peter's evasion angles.
Peter didn't dodge.
He raised his hand in a summoning gesture, and the next second, all-black the necrosword appeared in his other hand.
Dual swords against dual blades; the clash of edges and blades frantically connected into a continuous, ear-piercing noise.
Under the augmentation of Mangekyo and Observation Haki's insight, every one of Peter's blocks was spot on.
Every counterattack forced Hela to defend.
Hela's expression gradually changed. From initial surprise to solemnity, and then to a near-manic flush of excitement.
Her body was faintly trembling, not out of fear, but out of pure excitement.
Her blade speed grew faster and faster, her force heavier and heavier, while dark green divine power surged around her.
The impact generated by their clash even caused the Heavenly Palace beneath their feet to shake wildly.
As Hela unleashed her divine power, Peter also activated his long-unused Dual God Resonance.
Golden divine power runes lit up on his body one after another, helping him steadily receive every one of Hela's attacks, and even allowing him to occasionally unleash sharp, lethal strikes that made Thor and the others feel a chill down their spines.
After clashing for who knows how many rounds, Peter took a moment to glance to his side.
He noticed Thor climbing out of the ruins, Frigga's shoulder wound slowly healing, and Loki standing in place clutching a dagger, his face pale.
"Thor!" Peter suddenly called out in the gap between blocks, "Stop standing there! Organize the civilians to get on the ship!"
Hela heard him.
Her attack paused for a split second.
The next second, the ghostly green divine light on her body surged, and under the augmentation of that divine power, she raised her hand and threw a heavy punch into Peter's face.
Peter went flying backward, crashing through several walls of the Heavenly Palace, and finally slammed into the stone slabs of the square, smashing out a huge crater.
"How dare you lose focus?" Hela landed five meters in front of him, her voice filled with obvious anger, "When you are fighting me, you dare to look at others?"
Peter calmly climbed up from the ground, the injuries on his body healing rapidly in less than 0.1 seconds.
He brushed the dust off his body, and the next second, his entire figure instantly appeared in front of Hela, throwing a punch that also sent Hela flying heavily, her body dragging a long trench across the floor of the Heavenly Palace.
Looking at the Hela he had just sent flying, Peter spoke as if nothing had happened:
"Sorry, that won't happen again, provided that... you can keep up with my combat rhythm."
Hela's eyes narrowed, flashing with two dangerous lights:
"I like your arrogance. If you can still survive after this, then I think I will like you even more."
As she spoke, she turned into a black afterimage and rushed toward Peter again.
This time, her attack method had completely changed.
It was no longer just simply extending blades from her palms to slash; her entire body had turned into a weapon.
Fingernails, knees, elbows, chest... every part of her body that could be used for attacking now sprouted black spikes.
Hela turned into a human spinning top, rotating crazily, and the spikes on her body attacked Peter's vital points from various unexpected angles.
To this, Peter let out a soft laugh.
The next second, Armament Haki wrapped around the blades of the dual swords in his hands, every block carrying a dull, explosive sound.
At the same time, Mister Fantastic's genes were stimulated, his body becoming like plasticine, capable of being controlled at will.
The two's battle went from the Heavenly Palace to the great hall, and from the great hall to the square.
Every collision kicked up terrifying air waves, even causing space to faintly distort.
Every accidental shockwave of the battle was enough to destroy buildings or leave spiderweb-like cracks on the ground.
During the process of their battle, the citizens of Asgard began to board the evacuation ships under the organization of Thor and the others.
Thor stood by the ship's railing, looking up at the two figures in the sky that kept colliding and separating, his fists clenching involuntarily.
An unprecedented sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
After losing his hammer, he suddenly felt he was so useless.
When that so-called sister came to contend for the throne that belonged to him, he had actually performed so vulnerably.
"Don't be discouraged, child. After all, she is two thousand years older than you!"
Frigga hugged her son at the right moment, speaking to dispel the resentment in her son's heart.
"But I have no power to fight back in front of her, and even mjolnir... At this moment when Asgard is facing life or death, I can't do anything, I can only rely on Peter's power."
Thor's will couldn't help but sink into depression.
"If you feel you are not worthy of sitting in that position, you might as well abdicate the throne to me."
A cold snort from Loki suddenly came from beside him.
"I may not be as strong as you, but at least I wouldn't show such a weak, ugly state in front of my people!"
Thor was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked back at the people behind him, suddenly faintly realizing something.
Frigga also patted his shoulder gently at this time:
"Child, there are some things I have long wanted to say. You are too obsessed with the power of mjolnir, or rather... obsessed with your father's recognition of you!"
"In fact, you are not the God of Hammers, and your power is not bestowed by mjolnir. You are the natural Thor, even without mjolnir, you are still Thor Odinson, and still the only Thor of Asgard!"
Hearing this, Thor looked at his mother, then looked at his own hands. A moment later, he slowly closed his eyes and reached out to touch his heart.
Feeling the beating of that heart, Thor took a deep breath.
He felt a certain tight string in his heart suddenly snap completely.
The next second, blinding lightning flashed from Thor's body.
Mr. Thor had finally broken through his mental block.
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