Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 108 The Even More Ancient Titans!

Chapter 107 The Even More Ancient Titans!

Rumble—

Amidst the deafening roar of the explosion, Thor was shocked to feel the unstoppable force strike his back instantly.

As he streaked across the stars like a meteor and crashed back onto his own spaceship, he clutched his back in pain.

The sudden movement behind him, which he couldn't perceive at all, and the irresistible force, unsurprisingly plunged him into a brief state of confusion.

Who is it?

He struggled to his feet, clutching his seemingly sunken back, and mustered all his strength to lift his head, looking down at the tall figure standing on the meteorite where he had cheered earlier, looking down at him.

Thanos, who was originally over 2.5 meters tall, was already considered a smaller version of Titan.

But compared to this giant who is over three meters tall, it appears somewhat "miniature".

His rock-like brown skin made him appear even more intimidating and lethal than Thanos, and his simple, ancient-style attire gave him an aura of ancient warfare.

The newly appeared Titan merely glanced down at the beheaded Thanos and shook his head with a hint of regret.

"It seems that you in this world have fallen on the road to pursuing your ideals."

But it's okay, you're destined to be happy.

The Titan stepped over Thanos's body and his gaze gradually swept down to Thor, who was also imbued with the aura of time.

"Gods of Asgard, tell me, who has blasphemed the time of this universe?"

Thor paid no attention to the way the other person's voice resounded directly in his mind without any medium, nor did he immediately respond to the question about "desecrating time"—of course he knew who did it, but how could he betray his own brother?

And who are you, babbling on and on in front of me?

"Who are you?!"

Thor roared, and as he focused intently, the "alarm clock" he carried with him began to adjust the time.

His long, white hair, streaked with gray, danced wildly in the wind, and a sense of vicissitude once again settled on Thor's face. The "God King" form that had once pinned the Godslayer Gale to the ground and smashed him to pieces was once again revealed!

Sensing the inexhaustible divine power flowing through his body like a tidal wave, Thor roared as he swung Mjolnir (he still preferred the weapon that had accompanied him for countless years), while Stormbreaker, pointing at the other side, was equally sharp.

His divine power and aura surged once again.

At least in Loki's eyes, Thor at this moment has even surpassed their father Odin!

But this explosive surge of energy did not move the newcomers in the slightest.

He took a step and instantly appeared in front of Thor.

Thor, reacting with lightning speed, was about to smash him away with his hammer when his wrist was easily grabbed by the other man. Immediately, an invisible force pressed down on him, as if he were in the center of a black hole, with boundless gravity intending to crush his body.

But Thor remained standing tall, and just as he was about to swing his Stormbreaker, he had no time to move before the Titan severed his entire left arm with a single chop!

The instantaneous pain assaulted Thor's nerves, but he forced back his screams, unable to believe that even at his current full power, he was still so vulnerable.

Loki stared blankly at the severed arm, which was completely cut off and still had beads of blood at the cut, floating in front of his ship's porthole.

He was certain that none of the terrors he had experienced over the past few thousand years had changed as rapidly as they had today. First, that terrifying purple sweet potato spirit pinned his brother to the ground and rubbed him against the ground, and then his brother suddenly rose up and killed the spirit. And what happened next?

Then, out of nowhere, an even stranger guy appeared and chopped off another arm of that seemingly powerful guy.

Within a mere ten seconds, Thor finally felt the belated pain surge up completely, letting out a agonizing howl.

"Kid, don't make me say it a second time."

Who exactly is that person who has desecrated time?

After a series of screams released his pain, Thor still gritted his teeth and showed no sign of giving in.

He even used his remaining right hand to continue swinging the Thunderhammer, trying to add more power, while the Stormbreaker that had fallen to the distance began to tremble slightly in response to its master's anger.

But soon, a rock-like foot stepped on the battle axe, firmly pinning it to the ground.

Accompanied by a series of cracking and grinding sounds, Thor could feel the force on his right wrist increasing, and the bones were gradually being squeezed to the point of bursting.

At this moment, his eyes were already blazing with intense lightning, but all his anger seemed futile in the face of this pure power.

"Who are you?!"

Thor roared with all his might.

He couldn't believe that such a powerful figure was completely unknown in the universe!

"Young Asgardians. Perhaps I have been silent for too long, making you think that the gods of the universe are nothing special?"

Even Odin, that blond brat, would have to be extremely respectful to me!

This Titan seemed exceptionally proud, even directly blaspheming the father whom Thor and Loki revered most.

But if we only consider the unparalleled strength he has displayed, he certainly has the right to say that.

But for Thor, all of this was an utter disgrace.

He was drawing on his last remaining strength, even channeling it into his head.

With his hair exploding wildly as if electrocuted, a loud and savage headbutt followed Thor's charge, and Wolf slammed into the chest of the Titan before him!

The impact, imbued with Thor's remaining divine power, finally forced the seemingly impenetrable steel body to retreat two steps.

In that brief moment, Thor roared wildly, and the thunderous power accumulated within him burst forth from his mouth as a spare thunder cannon, sending his opponent flying!

Having finally gained some space to move around, Thor knelt on one knee, feeling his exhausted body.

Feeling the lingering pain in his wrist, he could barely even clench his fist.

Thor took deep breaths, frantically channeling his divine power to heal himself, but so far, his severed arm had not regenerated.

He stared at the severed arm lying not far away, his heart filled with despair.

Just when he sensed impending doom, a massive shadow once again enveloped him.

The Titan that he had barely managed to defeat at the cost of everything had returned to his head once more.

Thor raised his head and began to swing his remaining right arm.

Even though he couldn't clench his fist, he still used it as his only weapon and smashed it hard against the Titan's body.

The excruciating pain instantly engulfed his entire body, but he did not stop. Instead, he continued to strike, defending his last shred of dignity in his final act.

Thor swung his arms weakly, letting out a heart-wrenching roar, doing everything he could with all his might!

At the same time, it was mixed in with his armor.

Things given by one's own partner also began to sparkle.