A violent gale drove snow pellets through the air like blades, shredding the world into a white blur with almost no visibility. The temperature had plunged to minus fifty degrees Celsius—an unquestionable forbidden zone for life. A research team made up of the world's top scientists had set up a temporary camp here to study ancient ice cores and abnormal climate phenomena, but their work was interrupted by an uninvited guest.
It was a hulking monster over five meters tall—its entire body covered in thick, snow-white long fur. It resembled a giant ape, but far more vicious. It was the creature of ancient local legend—the Yeti. This Yeti wasn't just monstrously strong. Worse, it seemed able to control cold. Its breath could instantly freeze flowing river water into solid ice! It had attacked the team's supply station, destroyed their equipment, and was now wildly chasing the panicked scientists.
At that critical moment, dark clouds churned overhead, and a seven-colored pillar of light pierced heaven and earth! With a thunderous roar, a towering figure in a red cape, gripping a short-handled warhammer, descended onto the icefield
Thor, drawn here by the abnormal energy fluctuations he had sensed.
"Wretched beast! Do not run rampant!" Thor's voice boomed like a bell as he swung Mjolnir. The hammer called down heavenly thunder, and a thick bolt of lightning blasted toward the Yeti like divine punishment!
The Yeti sensed the threat and unleashed an ear-splitting roar. It slammed both arms into the ice and heaved up a gigantic shield of ice several meters thick, mixed with everlasting cold, placing it in front of itself.
Boom—CRACK!!
The lightning struck the ice shield with a blinding flash and an explosive roar. Ice shards sprayed everywhere, and cracks spread across the shield—but it didn't shatter completely! Even more shocking, the enormous energy contained in the lightning was rapidly frozen and neutralized by the extreme cold embedded in the shield. The lightning looked as if it had been trapped inside the ice, flickering a few times before snuffing out!
"What?" Thor froze. His thunder had been blocked?
The Yeti counterattacked immediately, opening its enormous jaws and spewing a white torrent of cold that could freeze the soul, sweeping straight at Thor. Thor hurriedly spun Mjolnir, forming a cyclone barrier to defend himself. But the cold seeped everywhere. Thick frost rapidly formed over Thor's armor and cape, slowing his movements. Meanwhile, the Yeti used its familiarity with the terrain, moving unpredictably through the blizzard, constantly striking with ice spikes and claws—forcing Thor into a brutal struggle.
Just as Thor swung his hammer and shattered a massive ice spike, only for the Yeti to slip in from the flank—its huge icy fist about to smash into Thor's back.
A bald head in thin athletic clothes, absurdly out of place in a blizzard, appeared at the edge of the battlefield without anyone noticing. It was Saitama, who had gotten lost after going into a nearby city to buy discount hotpot ingredients and somehow wandered into the icefield. Seeing the Yeti throwing a punch at the hammer-wielding guy who looked like an ally, he didn't think much—his body blurred, and he stepped between them.
The Yeti's fist carried bone-deep freezing wind as it came crashing down.
Saitama took one step forward and, with a casual-looking reach, precisely grabbed the Yeti's wrist—thicker than his own waist.
The impact stopped dead.
The Yeti felt as if its punch had slammed into an iceberg—no, something even more solid than an iceberg. Its berserk strength was effortlessly dissolved. It stared in shock at this suddenly appearing, pitifully tiny creature, tried to yank its arm back—and discovered the other man's hand was like the hardest alloy shackles, locking it in place so it couldn't move even a fraction.
(End of Chapter)
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