Faced with Peter's blatant provocation, Thor's already frustrated expression twisted into something downright monstrous.
"Mortallll!" Thor's voice boomed across the heavens like rolling thunder. "You shall pay a heavy price for your sheer arrogance!"
Even though Peter had just dismantled the Fantastic Four with overwhelming dominance, Thor still refused to truly take him seriously. This was the unyielding pride of the future God-King of Asgard.
Though he rarely voiced it aloud, the haughty Odinson genuinely believed that "small fry" like the Fantastic Four—who had obtained their mutations from mere accidental cosmic radiation—had absolutely no right to be compared to him.
Furthermore, he was thoroughly convinced that even if the stranger's bizarre replication ability could copy the mutated genes of mere mortals, it was completely impossible to replicate his lineage as the son of the All-Father! That was a magnificent power derived from Yggdrasil, the World Tree itself! A sacred inheritance of Odin's divine blood! How could a lowly mortal possibly covet it?
At this moment, the exceedingly proud God of Thunder had absolutely no idea that he was facing a complete and utter cheat code of a human being.
And the thing this particular cheat code enjoyed doing most was shattering the pride of self-proclaimed gods!
"Oh~ Is that so?" Peter didn't waste his breath trading barbs with Thor. His response was vastly more direct, visual, and effective.
Crackle!
In the next heartbeat, blinding arcs of lightning eerily erupted across the surface of Peter's body. Even his eyes, identical to Thor's when channeling his divinity, were completely consumed by a roaring electrical luminescence.
Seeing this, Thor's hand gripping Mjolnir subtly trembled. That... that is the power of lightning... how is this possible?! How can a mere mortal command the exact same domain of thunder as me?!
A short distance away, Reed Richards instinctively let out a massive sigh of relief. He thought to himself that it was a profound blessing he had possessed the foresight to surrender immediately; if he hadn't, this terrifying elemental display would have been directed squarely at him!
While Reed was silently congratulating himself, Thor's enraged roar shattered the sky once more:
"Damn you! How is a mortal worthy of wielding such magnificent power?!"
"Do you honestly expect to destabilize my divine resolve with a laughable parlor trick? Blasphemer, you shall regret your foolish decisions for the rest of your days!" Thor bellowed at the top of his lungs, his cognitive capacity completely overridden by blind fury, as if Peter had maxed out his aggression levels.
He hoisted Mjolnir high toward the heavens. Instantly, the sky above New York warped violently.
Thick, oppressive storm clouds swirled and stacked on top of one another, suffocating the light as countless silver lightning serpents tore through the dark expanse, roaring in unison.
"Repent for your sacrilege against the gods!"
BOOM—!!!
A torrential bolt of celestial lightning, vastly more apocalyptic than the previous pillar, violently tore through the atmosphere, hurtling straight down with Peter as its absolute target!
Prior to acquiring Mr. Fantastic's cellular elasticity, Peter truly wouldn't have been able to withstand this magnitude of divine electrical discharge, relying solely on his electrokinetic genes.
A body modified by Electro-genes functioned essentially like an advanced biological battery; its storage threshold possessed a definitive ceiling.
If it absorbed an excessive overload of electricity, even an energy-based physique would suffer catastrophic system burnout.
That structural ceiling was entirely dictated by Peter's baseline physical vessel. His body was the battery casing. If the casing was only engineered to hold the capacity of an AAA battery, it simply couldn't endure the voltage of an industrial power cell.
But now, reinforced by Mr. Fantastic's super-malleable elasticity, he had effectively unlocked a biological technique that allowed him to modify his casing at will.
He could transition from a standard cell to a massive lithium battery array, or even an industrial-grade super-capacitor! Under these precise parameters, so long as he continuously extended and expanded his physical mass, he could indefinitely siphon and store incoming electrical currents!
Consequently, faced with Thor's obvious ultimate attack, Peter remained absolutely stationary, choosing to absorb the entirety of the Thunder God's divine lightning head-on.
The sheer violence of the strike caused the heavens and the earth to lose color. Forget the panicking Spider-Army—even the berserk Hulk found his attention completely arrested by the cataclysmic display, momentarily forgetting to continue his rampage.
After what felt like an eternity, the terrifying, blinding light gradually receded.
Though everyone's vision was severely blurred by the lingering, stark white afterimages, they strained their eyes, desperately trying to discern Peter's condition.
In the next instant, a collective, sharp intake of breath echoed across the entire plaza.
Because... they were staring at a mini-giant!
Peter's physical frame had abruptly ballooned to over three meters in height. Blazing arcs of lightning cascaded and rippled across his entire form.
Yet, the current failed to inflict a single ounce of harm upon him; instead, it submissively conformed to his will, resembling tiny plasma serpents weaving gracefully through his limbs and torso.
"Thank you for the hospitality. This lightning bath was exceptionally refreshing~" Peter continued his infuriatingly smug mockery.
Capitalizing on the exact millisecond Thor froze in sheer disbelief, he threw an explosive punch: "Now then, please accept my return gift!"
As the words left his lips, Peter first allowed his fist to eerily extend backward through the air, drawing upon immense tension. Simultaneously, he rapidly snapped his core body mass back down to its default human proportions.
In perfect inverse proportion to his shrinking body, his extended arm began to violently expand.
Because he was systematically compressing and channeling the entirety of the absorbed electrical energy directly into his knuckles, that single hand instantly transformed into a towering, colossal fist measuring several meters across—a literal giant's hand.
This was a specialized combat mechanic Peter had engineered based on the concept of Gear Third from One Piece.
The fundamental divergence, however, was that while Gear Third required inflating a rubber skeleton with air, Peter's "Lightning Balloon" was systematically packed to maximum density with nothing but pure, unadulterated, condensed thunder!
Peter flashed a thoroughly "benevolent" smile at the hovering Thor. In the next heartbeat, the colossal, lightning-wreathed fist violently twisted into a tight, high-tension spiral.
Then, Peter let it rip!
The already terrifying velocity of his punch was amplified exponentially by the rotational torque of the uncoiling spiral.
The sheer kinetic shockwave generated by the strike caused the surrounding atmosphere to violently warp and ripple.
If one were to follow the naming convention of the Grand Line, this technique could beautifully be dubbed: Gear Third: Thor Giant Rifle!
OMG!!!
Under the adoring, awe-stricken gazes of the Spider-Army—whose eyes were practically popping out of their skulls—Peter's colossal fist crashed down upon Thor like a falling meteor.
Because he had completely lost the tactical initiative, Thor could only frantically raise Mjolnir in a desperate, last-second defensive guard to cushion the impact.
DONNN—!!!
Accompanied by a heavy, earth-shattering thud, Thor was hit with the force of a high-speed maglev train. He lost all control over his flight path, his body violently blasted backward through the air.
He skipped across the sky for over a hundred meters before he finally managed to clumsily arrest his momentum and stabilize his footing.
The moment he anchored himself, his regal face visibly contorted with a grimace of raw pain.
While his divinity as the God of Thunder rendered him entirely immune to the immense electrical voltage packed into the strike, and his mythical hammer had successfully absorbed the vast majority of the concussive force, the sheer, monstrous physical strength driving that colossal fist had still managed to inflict genuine, agonizing pain upon his noble physique.
The raw, crushing impact had even triggered a faint, metallic taste of blood at the back of his throat.
Thor stared down at Peter. Within his eyes, alongside the profound shock, there quietly manifested a distinct hint of... warrior's appreciation!
Yes, genuine appreciation! Aside from cosmic entities or god-tier extraterrestrial threats, this was only the second time he had experienced this caliber of raw physical Power at the hands of a denizen of Earth.
Well... the last individual who had managed to inflict this level of pure, unbridled Strength upon his frame was named the Hulk!
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