That [Core of Asgard · World-Ender Greatsword], which had gathered the source power of the Nine Realms and even drained the divine power of the Goddess of Death, Hela.
That massive black sword, capable of severing galaxies.
At this moment.
Just stopped quietly in mid-air.
And beneath that blade, sharp enough to slice through dimensions.
Was a finger pressing against it.
A slender, fair index finger, with only the tip emitting a faint purple halo.
Unmoving.
"Is this your full power? Odin."
Frieza looked up slightly. On that face which had become rounded, exquisite, and even somewhat cute.
Hung a creepy smile of pure innocence.
"If that's the case..."
"Then I'll be confiscating this sword."
"NO!!!"
From within the Destroyer armor came Odin's heart-wrenching roar.
He didn't believe it!
He was the All-Father! He had sacrificed everything! How could he not even cut through a single finger?!
"DIE... FOR ME!!!"
Odin frantically spurred the last divine power in his body. The World-Ender Greatsword trembled madly, emitting a wail of being overwhelmed.
However.
"So noisy."
Frieza's eyes instantly turned cold.
Ding!
The finger pressing against the blade flicked lightly.
Like flicking away a speck of dust on one's shoulder.
SNAP——————!!!
A crisp snapping sound, loud enough to cause tinnitus in the entire universe, rang out.
That divine artifact greatsword, forged with the heart and soul of Dwarf King Eitri and fused with the Iron of Doom.
Under this flick from Frieza.
Actually snapped directly from the middle... into two pieces!
The broken blade spun and flew out, slicing open the sky of Asgard.
Finally embedding deeply into a floating mountain, triggering a massive earthquake.
"Pfft—!"
With the divine artifact destroyed, the backlash erupted instantly.
Odin inside the Destroyer armor sprayed blood wildly.
That indestructible Uru metal armor actually showed dense cracks at this moment.
"Now, it's my turn."
Frieza's figure vanished instantly.
The next instant.
He appeared in front of the Destroyer.
That white, powerful tail, like an iron whip, whipped ruthlessly onto the Destroyer's waist!
Crack!!!
The Destroyer's massive body was whipped directly into a fold!
"Not finished yet."
Frieza grabbed the Destroyer's head.
That seemingly petite palm contained power enough to crush a star.
"Come... out!"
Crunch! Rip!
The sound of metal tearing rang out.
Frieza forcibly tore off the faceplate of the Destroyer armor!
Revealing the bloodied, incredibly aged Odin inside.
"Is this the King of Gods?"
"Truly wretched."
Frieza sneered, fists falling like raindrops.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every punch shook the void.
Every punch was accompanied by the sound of shattering bones.
Odin was like a ragdoll, rubbed madly against the ground by Frieza.
"This punch is because your damn son broke... disrespected me!"
"This punch is because your damn shield wasted my time!"
"This punch is because you are too ugly, affecting the city's appearance!"
In just a few seconds.
The All-Father who once awed the Nine Realms.
Had been beaten beyond recognition, unrecognizable even to his mother.
That single eye was swollen shut, his golden beard covered in bloody filth.
The whole person was only breathing in, not breathing out.
"Phew..."
Frieza stopped his hand, shaking off the divine blood on it.
He stepped on Odin's chest, looking down from above at this old man who was completely ruined.
Around them, dead silence.
Hela sat paralyzed on the ground, eyes hollow.
Thanos lowered his head, daring not to look directly at that white figure.
All surviving Asgardians knelt on the ground, shivering.
Their faith, their king, their protector.
Collapsed.
"Listen, ants of the Nine Realms."
Frieza's voice, carried by Ki, spread to every corner of Asgard, and even along the veins of Yggdrasil to every realm of the Nine Realms.
"From today onwards."
"Asgard no longer exists."
"Here is Planet Frieza 003."
"And the Nine Realms..."
Frieza spread his arms, the light of a ruler shining in his scarlet eyes.
"Will become the backyard of my Frieza Group!"
"All gods, all demons, all living beings."
"Will be my slaves!"
"Those who submit prosper, those who resist die!"
As this declaration fell.
An unprecedented fear, like a tsunami, swept through the entire Nine Realms.
Not just Asgard.
The gods of Vanaheim, the Frost Giants of Jotunheim, even the Fire Demons of Muspelheim...
All living beings felt that shudder originating from the depths of their souls at this moment.
[Ding! Detected the entire Nine Realms have fallen into extreme terror!]
[Fear Points +1 Trillion!]
[Ding! Detected the collapse of the Asgardian God Race's faith!]
[Fear Points +2 Trillion!]
...
The numbers on the system panel began to jump at a crazy speed.
The progress bar, which was still some distance from 10 trillion, soared like a rocket at this moment!
9 trillion... 9.5 trillion... 9.9 trillion...
Finally!
[Ding! Congratulations Host! Cumulative Fear Points exceeded 10 Trillion!]
[Achievement Unlocked: Lord of the Nine Realms! Cosmic Nightmare!]
[Unlock conditions met! King Frieza Template (Golden Form) — Unlocked!!!]
[Next Form Unlock: 7.3 Trillion / 100 Trillion]
BOOM————————!!!
A golden light indescribable in language suddenly erupted from Frieza's body!
The intensity of this light even outshone Asgard's star!
The entire universe seemed to lose its color at this moment, leaving only that dazzling, noble—
Golden color representing absolute power!
"Ohohoho..."
Frieza's body rose slowly into the air.
That pristine white skin on his body began to undergo a qualitative change.
Gold!
Pure, flowing color like liquid gold, quickly covered his entire body.
Only the palms, soles, and the area around his face retained that noble purple.
His aura, in this instant, underwent a dimensional leap!
If the previous Fourth Form was a star.
Then the current him was a black hole! A black hole capable of swallowing galaxies!
Golden Frieza!
Combat Power — 100 Quintillion! (10^20) (Note: "1垓" in Chinese numbering usually refers to 10^20. This scale represents a massive jump, fitting for Golden Frieza).
"Th... What is this..."
Thanos looked up. Even through his tactical visor, his eyes stung from the golden light.
He felt his soul trembling before this aura.
"Wonderful..."
Frieza looked at his now glittering golden palms, taking a deep, intoxicated breath.
"This color, full of money's promise, is the most suitable for this Emperor."
He clenched his fist slightly.
Crack crack crack!
The surrounding space instantly filled with cracks, as if with just a little force, this universe would shatter like a mirror.
"Odin."
Golden Frieza lowered his head, looking at the old man who had passed out.
"You are honored."
"Because you are the first ant in this universe to witness this form of this Emperor."
"As a reward, I won't kill you."
"I will hang you at the top of the World Tree, let you watch with your own eyes how I turn this universe into my private property!"
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Meanwhile.
Deep in the distant universe.
A figure so huge it was unimaginable sat on a spaceship as massive as a planet.
He wore a purple helmet, his eyes like two burning stars.
In his hand, a planet that had just lost its vitality was having its essence extracted by some invisible energy.
Galactus, the Devourer of Worlds.
Suddenly.
Galactus stopped eating.
He slowly turned his head. Those eyes capable of seeing through dimensions crossed countless light-years.
Looking towards the direction of Asgard.
In that distant star sector, a point of golden light appeared particularly glaring even against this background filled with stars.
That was an energy fluctuation that made even him feel a trace of palpitation.
"Hm?"
Galactus's ancient and vicissitudinous voice echoed in the void.
"Such pure energy..."
"That is not an Infinity Stone... nor a Celestial..."
"What is that?"
Galactus discarded the residue of the dead star in his hand.
He stood up, his massive body blocking out the starlight.
A light called "appetite" flickered in his eyes.
"It seems..."
"The next big meal has been found."