Marvel: My Sign-in System-Chapter 277: C269

The backflow of molten air instantly evaporated the dense storm of ice spears in the sky, shattering the magic circle beneath the clouds and violently disrupting the magic in a highly unreasonable manner.

Wanda, floating mid-air, was forced back by the scorching airflow for more than ten kilometers. She stared at the torrent of lava surging into the sky, the intense heatwaves so powerful that they evaporated the thick clouds.

As the molten sparks scattered across the heavens, they transformed into billions of fiery meteors, falling in all directions. Fortunately, during the earlier battle, Thor, Wanda, and the others had deliberately lured Surtur away from the main battlefield. Otherwise, even the mere aftershocks of the fight would have caused catastrophic casualties on a large scale.

The fiery meteors falling across the sky were like massive, brilliant fireworks—a breathtaking sight. But neither Thor, Wanda, Natasha, nor the other gods had time to appreciate the view.

"This guy is ridiculously tough," Wanda muttered, floating in mid-air. She glanced back to see Natasha, Sergei, and the others flying toward her, while Thor and the other gods had surrounded Surtur, forming a loose circle at a cautious distance.

"His skin is way too thick—our attacks can't even break through his defenses," Natasha said, gripping the cross-shaped sword in her hand and staring at the towering figure before her, distorted by the waves of heat.

"He's monstrously strong," Sergei added with a grimace, cracking his neck with a sharp click. "Not only is his outer shell nearly impenetrable, but his insides are just as invulnerable. Even our most devastating internal attacks don't seem to work."

The others wore similar expressions of frustration. They had never faced an opponent like this before—one who was not only impervious to damage but also possessed overwhelming strength and mastery over fire magic. Wanda's layers of magic shields had barely kept her and the others from being scorched alive.

To make matters worse, Surtur's agility and speed were shockingly at odds with his colossal stature, towering over 300 meters. His sword strikes and movements were swift and precise—far beyond what anyone could anticipate.

Even with Wanda's power and the combat prowess of gods on their side, the situation felt dire. This was the kind of opponent that rendered fighting spirit and belief utterly useless.

At that moment, Pietro spoke up. The once-flippant young man now exuded a newfound determination as he said in a deep voice, "I might have a plan."

"What plan?" Wanda asked.

"There's no time to explain," Pietro replied. "Just create an opening for me. I'm not completely skilled at this technique yet, but if it works, it'll hit him hard."

There was no time for questions. Seeing that Surtur had already begun swinging the Twilight Sword again, Wanda, Natasha, Sergei, and the others exchanged quick glances before launching their counterattack without hesitation.

Boom!

Wanda raised her hands high before slamming them down forcefully. Chaos Magic surged, conjuring an icy domain beneath Surtur's feet. Frost and freezing winds condensed into waves, forming a dense jungle of ice thorns. While the ice couldn't pierce Surtur's body, it managed to restrict his movements momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, Thor and the gods charged at Surtur, their eyes burning with determination. Thor's red eyes glowed ominously as he swung Mjolnir, crashing into Surtur with relentless force. Though Surtur swatted him away effortlessly, Thor's sheer courage was undeniable.

Natasha, Sergei, and Gennady followed closely behind. Natasha moved with blinding speed, her silhouette tearing through the searing air as she found the perfect moment to strike. With a fierce slash, her blade sent shards of shattered ice scattering through the air. She then darted to Surtur's legs, her powerful kick enhanced by Armament and Conqueror's Haki.

Bang!

The impact exploded like a shockwave, tilting Surtur's massive body off balance. The opening was clear.

Sergei and the others, already prepared, lunged at Surtur's chest. Their cross-shaped swords gleamed with the red glow of enhanced energy as they struck in unison. freewebnoveℓ.com

Boom!

A crimson energy beam, crackling with red lightning, pierced Surtur's chest. He roared in pain as a gaping wound appeared—but his formidable healing factor began to close the injury almost immediately.

Even so, the group had achieved their goal. The immense force had thrown Surtur off balance, sending his colossal frame crashing to the ground.

Wanda reacted swiftly, having already anticipated this moment with her heightened senses. Her hands traced intricate patterns in the air, conjuring a powerful spell.

The earth below Surtur cracked and surged as a freezing wind enveloped his body. Frost and ice surged with vitality, forming a massive ice coffin that sealed both Surtur and the Twilight Sword.

For a brief moment, Surtur was immobilized.

That was the moment Pietro had been waiting for. From kilometers away, he sprinted at full speed, activating his powers. Time seemed to slow to a crawl—everything moved at a fraction of its normal pace.

Pietro's figure blurred as he moved like a streak of light, the friction between his body and the air almost nonexistent. In an instant, he appeared before the massive ice coffin, gripping his cross-shaped sword tightly in his right hand. His body began to vibrate at an unexplainable frequency, readying for the decisive blow.