The other party had been concealing some of his abilities before, hadn't he? If he was capable of fighting the Ancient One, then how could his strength be limited to what he had just revealed?
But since his opponent had chosen to unleash his full power, Zenkichi naturally did the same. Otherwise, he would be crushed beneath such force. He was no fool—he knew exactly what choice he had to make.
Taking a step forward, his strength surged like a tidal wave, climbing rapidly to an overwhelming peak. At that moment, armor materialized across his body, forming at a speed visible to the naked eye. He descended like a god—or a devil. This was his solidified armor, capable of reducing incoming attacks and damage.
"Cage!"
He ripped the space before him into fragments, appearing instantly in front of his opponent. His fist lashed out, carrying the power to shatter all things. At the same time, the ground beneath the Wolf God shifted as seeds sprouted from the steel floor, rapidly rooting and entangling him. For a moment, the Wolf God was bound tightly, unable to resist or break free.
Meanwhile, one crucial point had to be considered: S.H.I.E.L.D., the Avengers, and countless other heroes had also been displaced into this world. This forced Zenkichi to divide his attention, protecting them from the destructive aftermath of the clash. Otherwise, the sheer collateral damage would bury them all here and now.
"Peng!"
The Wolf God absorbed the strike head-on. Blood didn't spill from the point of impact, but this wasn't because he was unscathed—it was simply because his body resisted collapse. Yet, to everyone's shock, the wound sealed almost instantly, leaving no trace of damage.
Their hearts pounded violently at the sight, blood rushing through their bodies as though it might burst free at any moment. None dared to voice their disbelief, for they knew what they were witnessing—something that defied reason.
Zenkichi's fist had aimed directly at his opponent's heart. But at the final moment, the Wolf God shifted his body slightly, forcing the blow to land off-center. His star-like heart, beating fiercely like an unmoving sun, had narrowly escaped destruction. The flesh around it was obliterated, vanishing into nothingness, yet the heart itself endured.
"Immortality?" Zenkichi's voice remained calm, his sharp eyes fixed on his opponent.
The Wolf God, his expression cold as ice, finally spoke. "Indeed."
He had once claimed three abilities, each pushing him closer to godhood itself. Now, Zenkichi realized which one had been revealed—an undying body, impervious to mortal strikes.
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