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Chapter 89 - Using the Second Form

"Let me see how much more oil I can squeeze out of your old bones.'

Facing such utmost contemptuous provocation, the last shred of reason in Odin's lone eye burned away.

"You will regret this, demon!"

Odin didn't reach for the greatsword hovering beside him. Instead, he flung his arms wide, facing that armor-shell blazing with ghostly-blue divine fire—

Destroyer: Ultimate Form!

"For Asgard! For Thor!"

"Man and armor, become one!"

Bzzzz—

The three-meter-tall armor, forged from Uru-essence, came alive and instantly disassembled. It turned into rivers of liquid metal that surged around Odin's aged frame, carrying scalding godly power.

Clack! Clack!

Mechanical sounds rang across the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Odin vanished. In his place stood a steel deity overflowing with endless ruin.

Taller and more majestic than any previous Destroyer, its face-cavity now housed a projection of Odin's lone eye, glinting with vengeful frost.

"DIE!!!"

Destroyer-Odin roared with a metallic howl.

Boom!

The ruins of the Palace collapsed beneath his feet and that colossal metal frame erupted with impossible speed and vanished on the spot.

"Oh?"

Frieza's eyes narrowed.

More than twice as fast as before.

Before he could fully react, a divine fire-wreathed metal fist, tore through space and smashed straight toward his face.

"Too slow."

Though he said it, Frieza still raised an arm.

Bang!

As fist met forearm, a visible shock-wave instantly swept the whole of Asgard.

Every soldier still fighting—Frieza Force droids and Asgardian warriors alike—was hurled away by the gale.

Frieza slid backward through the air for dozens of meters. He was unhurt but a trace of black soot now marred the white sleeve of his tailored suit.

A burn left by divine fire.

"Tch."

Hovering, Frieza glanced at the cuff and frowned.

"It's dirtied. This was one of my favorite bespoke suits."

"Unforgivable."

Frieza lifted his head, crimson eyes flicking with irritation at the onrushing Destroyer-Odin.

"Since you love a head-on clash, don't blame me for showing no respect to my elders."

Swoosh!

Frieza flashed forward instead of retreating. His seemingly frail fist wrapped itself in purple aura and met the titanic metal fist in the rawest, most violent mid-air slug-fest.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

Each collision felt like planets smashing, shaking the very fabric of space.

Thanos stood afar, one hand pinning the struggling Hela, his gaze fixed on the sky, grave and tense.

"That old man…"

Thanos muttered, "The energy inside that armor can actually rival Lord Frieza?"

"Rival?"

Hela, pressed to the ground, still managed a cold laugh.

"You underestimate the old relic. That's the very armor that once conquered the Nine Realms, fused with Odin's prime divine power."

"Even the Celestials would lose a layer of skin against it."

High above, the battle turned white-hot.

Annihilation Beam!

The faceplate of Destroyer-Odin snapped open.

Bzzzz—

A thicker, wilder orange pillar roared out barely a finger's breadth from Frieza's face.

Too close!

No time to dodge!

"Tch."

Frieza crossed both arms before his chest.

Zzzzz—

Terrifying heat battered his aura shield and the blast hurled him backward at break-neck speed, carving a long trail through the void. The impact even numbed his arms.

Only after a thousand meters, shattering a floating mountain, did he finally stop.

"Ha… haha…"

From inside the Destroyer came Odin's aged, maniacal laughter.

"How's that, foreigner!"

"This is the wrath of the All-Father!"

"Today I'll anoint Thor's spirit with your blood!"

As the smoke cleared, Frieza slowly lowered his arms. Half of each sleeve had been incinerated, revealing pale skin. Not a scratch marred the flesh, yet such a bedraggled state, was already a supreme humiliation for the Emperor of the universe.

"Odin…"

Head lowered, Frieza spoke in a deep voice, "You've succeeded."

"You've managed to make me…"

Frieza snapped his head up, his face now twisted with savage fury.

"…a little pissed off."

"A Power Level of 530,000 seems a bit insufficient to crush your scrap-heap."

Frieza rolled his neck, joints popping. "In that case…"

He spread his arms and the white suit exploded into tatters under the surging aura.

"I'll let you witness true despair."

"Normally I dislike this form—so inelegant."

"But against a stubborn old rock like you, a little transformation is quite necessary."

Boom!!!!

The instant the words left his mouth, an indescribably horrific aura erupted from within Frieza—so mighty it shattered the surrounding space itself.

Even the distant Bifrost Bridge cracked under the pressure.

"W-what is this?!"

Inside the Destroyer, Odin's lone eye widened in terror at the skyrocketing energy.

Before every onlooker, Frieza's body began a startling metamorphosis. He shot upward, his once 1.85-meter frame ballooning past 2.5 meters.

Muscles ballooned like they were being inflated, each bundle packed with explosive force. The two black horns atop his head curved upward into demon-like tusks.

His human visage morphed into a cruel, ruthless face.

Frieza Second Form!

Power Level—exceeding 1,000,000!

"Roooar!!!"

The transformed Frieza threw his head back and bellowed like some primordial beast.

The sonic blast scattered every cloud in sight.

Slowly, he lowered that massive head and his now even redder, even larger eyes, locked onto Destroyer-Odin below.

A tyrannosaur glaring at a defiant lizard.

"My, my…"

Frieza's voice deepened, thick with oppression.

He clenched his gigantic fists, savoring the doubled, monstrous might within. "Sorry to keep you waiting, old man. Now, shall we play properly?"

"Let's see which is tougher. Your tin shell…"

Frieza's figure vanished. In the next instant, his titanic form was already above Odin's head.

So fast that even Odin couldn't react!

"…or my fists."

Boom!!!

Frieza clasped both hands together like a colossal war-hammer and smashed Destroyer's skull.

Dong!

The supposedly unbreakable Ultimate Destroyer was driven bodily into the ground and the entire Palace plaza caved in instantly.

"Odin."

"Already finished?"

Hovering above the crater, Frieza wore a savage, cruel grin.

"I have only just begun to warm up."

"Oh-ho-ho-ho…"

At the sight of that demon-god figure, Thanos and Hela alike, all eyes held only despair and submission.

Is this the true face of the emperor of the universe?

Such terror!

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