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"Hey, everyone, look! What's that in the sky?"
"It's Superman! That's Superman!"
"There's another one... looks kinda familiar…"
"Oh, I remember now! Isn't that the guy who invaded Earth not long ago and got beaten by Superman? The God of Thunder or whatever?"
"He seriously has the guts to come back to Earth?"
All across the city, people looked up and noticed what was happening in the sky. Two towering figures floated above them, and the crowd buzzed with chatter.
Meanwhile, those two figures in the sky were locked in a silent stare.
"Well, well," Peter said casually, eyes on Thor, who was wielding his battle axe, his whole body crackling with red and silver lightning. "Looks like someone powered up a bit and couldn't wait to come back for revenge, huh?"
"Hmph. I was careless last time," Thor said, his face darkening at the memory of his previous defeat.
But in the next moment, his expression turned firm again.
"This time, I'll personally erase the humiliation you brought me and restore the glory of Asgard!"
"I'll make you understand—I am the true God of Thunder!"
"And you tiny humans… should only survive under Asgard's protection—"
Before he could even finish, two beams of golden light blasted down and smashed straight into him, sending the unprepared Thor flying.
"Man, you talk too much. If you wanna fight, then let's fight for real!" Peter said, the golden glow still flickering in his eyes.
The next instant, he shot off like a rocket, chasing after the airborne Thor.
"Damn it! You don't fight fair!" Thor shouted as he was sent flying, though he wasn't really hurt.
But just as he managed to stabilize himself, Peter appeared in front of him, like he'd just teleported.
"This guy... he's fast!"
Before Thor could react, he swung his lightning-infused axe at Peter with all his might.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion rang out, followed by a raging lightning storm that burst out from the impact. The shockwave was so strong that it shattered countless windows across the city below.
"Slow down, would you? If we're gonna fight, let's do it somewhere open and deserted," Peter said.
He caught Thor's axe with one hand and grabbed Thor himself with the other.
Then—boom—his speed ramped up to hundreds of times the speed of sound.
In a flash, they were gone from the bustling city, reappearing high above a desolate, uninhabited wasteland.
There wasn't a soul in sight for hundreds of kilometers.
Spotting a massive mountain nearby, Peter didn't hesitate. He flung Thor at it like a missile.
CRASH!
Thor slammed into the mountain like an intercontinental ballistic missile, blasting straight into the rock. The impact threw up a massive cloud of dust and rubble.
But only a few seconds later, a thick, black storm cloud started forming over the mountain, stretching across the sky.
Inside the cloud, crimson lightning was building up.
CRACK!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as a tree trunk struck down hard.
Under the violent assault, the entire mountain began to crack and crumble almost instantly.
In mere seconds, the massive mountain was completely reduced to rubble.
BOOM!
Amid the falling debris, a figure shot out like a missile.
"You've really pissed me off now!"
Thor roared, his body blazing with terrifying thunderous rage.
Holding his axe, he charged forward like a living lightning storm, lightning booming around him as he hurled himself straight at Peter.
"Heh… Anger that doesn't match your strength is just weakness," Peter said with a smirk.
He stood firm as the storm of lightning surged toward him like a hurricane, the sky filled with electricity.
Then Peter slowly raised his right hand, curling his fingers into a fist one by one.
The pressure was so intense that the air around him exploded—literally—and turned into liquid that dripped from his fist.
Facing the lightning storm, centered around Thor, Peter calmly threw a punch. Nothing fancy.
Just a plain, ordinary-looking punch.
But in that unremarkable punch was the force of hundreds of millions of tons.
As it flew forward, the world seemed to change.
The dark clouds that had blanketed the sky were blown away in an instant.
The raw force of the punch distorted space itself, creating a visual effect like a miniature black hole.
The air was squeezed and compressed into a visible, solid fist-shaped wave.
Even the sunlight seemed to bend toward it, turning the sky darker and making the glowing punch trail shine like a beacon.
Then—boom—the punch struck the lightning storm below.
Everything went eerily silent.
It was like time had frozen.
The terrifying force of the punch, combined with the silence, made the moment feel strangely unreal.
The raging lightning storm shattered on contact.
Thor was caught in the explosion of force, and in a split second, his body went from a standstill to nearly ten thousand times the speed of sound.
He smashed into the ground with apocalyptic force.
The earth shook violently.
It was like a nuke had gone off deep underground.
A monstrous shockwave rippled outward from the impact point, like a massive underground dragon thrashing through the crust.
The ground itself tore apart, super-pressure and vacuum shockwaves ripping across tectonic plates.
The ground bulged and rippled like the rings of a target painted on the earth, creating wave-like patterns that spread out in every direction.
And just a few seconds later—
BOOOOOM!
The ground exploded, a mushroom cloud of dust and debris rising high into the sky.
The blast wave covered dozens of kilometers, darkening the sky with dust and rubble.
The shockwave kept spreading for hundreds, even thousands of kilometers, with tremors felt far, far away.
"Earth's still way too fragile. Not a great place for fighting," Peter muttered.
That one punch had done more damage than a nuclear bomb, but to Peter, it just felt frustrating.
Even now, he was holding back—restraining his power every second.
Even in this fight, he hadn't used a fraction of his true strength. Not even one ten-thousandth.
"Looks like I need to find somewhere I can really cut loose."
The very next moment—before the dust could even settle—Peter shot straight into the thick smoke below.
At the bottom of a crater nearly a kilometer deep, he found Thor's body.
"No!"
Then, right before Thor's disbelieving eyes, Peter snatched the axe from his hand.
"So this thing can summon the Bifrost? Got it."
The instant he touched the axe, Peter basically figured out how to use it.
A second later, a blinding beam of light came crashing down, swallowing both Peter and Thor.
Nearly an hour passed before the towering dust cloud finally started to fade.
And if you looked down from the sky, all you'd see was a massive, jaw-dropping impact crater left behind.
"....."