At this moment, Laufey's heart was as cold as ashes.
Whatever agreement with Loki, whatever revival of the Frost Giants... he no longer cared about any of it.
Now, only one thought remained in his mind—
Kill that Midgardian!
Even if it meant they died together!
Terrifying frost power erupted at this moment like a volcano!
The terrifying chill instantly swept through the area; even the surface of the protective shield maintained by Good Peter began to crystallize with patterns of frost!
This was Laufey's final strike, fueled by burning his very life!
His withered body swelled frantically under the infusion of this power, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a world-ending giant over fifteen meters tall, clad in frost armor!
"Die~!"
Laufey let out a roar that didn't sound human, then swung a mountain-like Frost Giant fist, carrying enough power to shatter mountains, and smashed it down towards Evil Peter!
Facing this world-destroying punch, Evil Peter didn't even intend to dodge.
He casually put the tang long saber into his storage ring and unhurriedly raised his right fist.
Upon his fist, crimson flames burned fiercely.
"Want to stake your life against your daddy? I'll grant your wish."
Boom!!!
In the next second, one large and one small, two completely disproportionate fists collided fiercely in the most primitive and savage way!
A terrifying shockwave exploded outward with the two of them at the center, and the scorched earth was plowed open layer by layer!
The ground beneath Evil Peter's feet shattered inch by inch, with spiderweb-like cracks extending a hundred meters away.
But...
That was all.
Despite the grand momentum of this punch, that "miniature" human figure remained standing as straight as a spear.
Laufey's power, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, was steadily caught by Evil Peter!
Furthermore, it caused no damage whatsoever!
"Is that it?" Evil Peter grinned, his voice still full of mockery.
What?
This is impossible!
Laufey almost crushed his teeth; he unleashed his last remaining strength, and his other sky-covering fist followed, smashing towards Evil Peter with a shrill whistling sound!
But this time, Evil Peter didn't even bother to raise his fist.
Under the shocked gazes of Natasha, Sif, and the others, Peter performed a literal "taking it with his head"!
Is he crazy?!
Using his physical body to tank the attack of such a terrifying giant?!
Bang!
The sensation of the fist hitting flesh filled Laufey with joy.
It hit!
Fearing Peter wouldn't die, he threw two more punches without a second thought.
Under the three punches, the protective shield created by Good Peter was blasted with eye-catching cracks by the violent impact.
Outside the area covered by the shield, the original desert had completely turned into a basin.
It was shocking, as if it had been struck by a giant meteorite.
Inside the shield, Natasha's brow furrowed into a deep frown.
Tanking such an attack was simply too reckless.
However, Good Peter beside her casually took a sip of hot tea and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Calm down," he said with a smile. "An attack of this level can't do anything to me~"
Sure enough, almost as soon as Good Peter finished speaking, Evil Peter's signature villainous laughter rang out from between Laufey's fingers.
Laufey lifted his hand in surprise and saw Evil Peter looking at him with a relaxed expression.
Not only was he unharmed, but a layer of brilliant golden battle aura rose from him, making him look even more like the All-Father than Odin...
...
Laufey, burning his life, was indeed powerful.
But unfortunately, he wasn't strong enough to kill a god with one punch.
For Peter, who was protected by the horse talisman, any damage that couldn't completely erase him in one hit would be restored to its original state the moment it was received.
So, his life-risking attack, in Evil Peter's eyes—
Was purely a scratch!
Evil Peter, in his full Grit state, cracked his neck with a series of crisp "clack-clack" sounds.
He raised his eyes burning with flames and looked playfully at this king who was already at the end of his rope, delivering the most heart-piercing evaluation:
"Ugly, your punches... feel like you're acting spoiled~"
These words were like a heavy hammer, completely shattering Laufey's last bit of dignity.
Laufey's massive body reflexively took half a step back:
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
At this moment, he couldn't even summon any anger; his mind was filled only with endless fear.
He was confident that even if Odin took those three punches just now, there was a high probability he would fall.
How could this Midgardian be unharmed?!
This scene, which completely exceeded his cognition, caused the already broken Laufey to be completely terrified.
But just as he wanted to say something more, Evil Peter spoke the final sentence:
"Ready? This next punch... is going to be crazy..."
The moment the words fell, Evil Peter instantly flashed in front of Laufey:
"Goodnight~"
As his voice trailed off, golden flames visibly ignited on his right fist held at his waist.
The flames quickly took shape, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a wild and ferocious golden dragon head with distinct scales and horns.
Haymaker · Fire Dragon!
Boom!!!
With Peter's punch, the roaring fire dragon slammed into Laufey's large face with unstoppable force.
Under everyone's extremely horrified gazes, Laufey's large face, filled with shock, anger, resentment, and despair, was instantly blown apart by the impact of the golden dragon before he could even let out a scream!
The headless body stood frozen for a moment before collapsing heavily backward, hitting the ground with a dull thud and kicking up a cloud of dust.
The King of the Frost Giants, Laufey!
Had fallen!
Landing, Evil Peter glanced at the corpse on the ground that was still emitting frost and curled his lip in disdain:
"Boring~"
After saying that, he looked back at Good Peter.
Good Peter raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the protective shield instantly shattered.
In the next second, the two turned into streaks of light and merged into one in mid-air.
Peter's figure reappeared.
The intense divinity and demonism were completely retracted at this moment, leaving only the confident and calm youth standing proudly in the field.
On the other side, in the distant Heavenly Palace of Asgard, Loki slid uncontrollably from the throne due to intense shock.
It's over, everything is over.
No one would have thought that the wisdom he took pride in and the schemes he meticulously planned would be completely crushed by the absolute strength of that Midgardian named Peter Parker.
At this moment, he seemed to see the scene of Thor returning to Asgard, making him live under the other's shadow once again.
At the thought of tasting the bitter fruit of failure again, a flash of madness crossed Loki's eyes.
Why?
Why did he exhaust all his schemes only for it to be all for naught in the end?
He refused to accept it!
Thinking of this, Loki looked up at the casket of ancient winters and gungnir placed beside him, a final glimmer of hope burning in his eyes.
"Since you insist on forcing me to this point!"
"Then... let's all be destroyed together!"