Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jotunheim — the icy birthplace of the Frost Giants. Though smaller than Earth, it was still a planet of its own. If not for Asgard's Bifrost Bridge, travel between the Nine Realms would be nearly impossible.
Upon King Laufey's command, hundreds of Frost Giants stormed toward the source of the massive explosion. Their towering forms shook the frozen ground beneath them, but despite their immense size, their speed was sluggish. By the time they arrived, another dull blast echoed across the icy plains.
When the Frost Giants finally reached the blast site, they saw a lone figure standing amidst the frost — Allens.
"Hmm? A man from Midgard?" one of the Frost Giants muttered, his pale yellow eyes glinting with disdain. They remembered well the fragile humans of Midgard — once nearly wiped out by their own icy wrath centuries ago.
"Huh? Isn't that… the God of Mischief, Loki?" another giant exclaimed as he noticed Loki's motionless body lying on the ground, chained in glowing golden restraints. The once-proud god now looked utterly broken.
"Ha! You've given us quite the gift, human," the largest of the Frost Giants — nearly four meters tall — grinned viciously. "But you'll still die here. Kill him!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hundreds of Frost Giants roared and charged forward. The air turned frigid as waves of icy wind swept toward Allens.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., activate Frost Mode."
At Allens' command, his red-and-gold nano armor began to shift. The nanostructures rippled across his body like flowing water, morphing into a sleek dark-blue Frost Battle Suit. His visor's red glow changed to a piercing azure, and the ground beneath his feet began to freeze solid.
A chilling current erupted from the armor. In seconds, a dozen charging Frost Giants were frozen solid — encased in ice sculptures.
Yes — even the Frost Giants, masters of cold, were instantly frozen by the armor's ultra-low temperature. Their massive forms turned to glittering ice statues before shattering to pieces.
Crack! Crack!
The wave of frost that had been unleashed earlier now reversed — splintering the frozen remains of the giants into shards that scattered across the icy plain.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., record the data." Allens' cold voice echoed through the comms. "This Frost Battle Suit — I want to know its limits."
From the palms of his armor, ice spears began to form. They solidified into razor-sharp javelins of condensed frost energy. Allens leaned slightly forward and threw one with immense force.
Shhh—!
The spear shot forward, freezing the very air in its path. Like a streak of blue lightning, it pierced through the chests of a dozen Frost Giants in a line before embedding into an icy cliff behind them.
"Damn you, Midgardian!" bellowed the Frost Giant leader, Taylar Krann, his voice shaking the valley. He raised his massive arm, forming a broadsword of pure ice, and charged through the corpses of his fallen kin toward Allens.
Crack—crack—crack!
As Taylar approached, Allens' armor glowed, encased in additional layers of crystalline ice plating. He raised one arm — and from the armor, hundreds of ice spikes erupted outward, streaking toward the incoming Frost Giants like a blizzard of daggers.
Some giants managed to conjure ice shields in time, but most were skewered before they could react, their bodies hurled backward and pinned into the frozen earth.
"F***! How can this Midgardian be stronger than a god?!" Taylar growled, raising a massive ice shield to protect himself.
The shield trembled under the barrage of spikes. Several pierced through his shoulder and leg, blue blood dripping down his body onto the ice below.
"Sir, data recording complete. Shall I activate the Frozen Field?" J.A.R.V.I.S. prompted.
Allens' eyes narrowed. "Do it. Lock down this area."
Dozens of holographic data models flickered across his visor — real-time readings of every Frost Giant within range.
"Activating Frozen Field... Injecting energy... Blizzard module online... Temperature regulation subroutine engaged..."
As J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice reported the sequence, Allens pressed his palm against the ground.
BOOM.
An overwhelming burst of frost energy surged outward. The ground froze instantly — the cold expanding faster than the eye could follow.
Taylar, who was the closest, had barely lifted his sword before the spreading frost swallowed him whole — freezing him solid in mid-swing.
From above, it looked like an invisible blizzard dome expanding across the land.
Centered on Allens, the frozen energy swept outward in all directions. The entire battlefield was engulfed.
Mountains, stone, ice walls — even the air itself — froze solid.
Wherever the Frost Giants stood moments ago, now there were only ice statues, each one locked in an expression of terror.
Within a kilometer radius, Jotunheim had turned into a true ice age.
"J.A.R.V.I.S.," Allens said calmly, standing atop a rising glacier, "mark this zone — name it the Frozen Throne."
He stood high on the ice, holding the trembling Loki by the throat in his right hand. His eyes glowed cold blue as he looked toward the distant fortress of King Laufey.
"The current King Laufey isn't even as powerful as my armor," Allens said indifferently. "Originally, I planned to kill you, Loki… but now it seems there's no need."
He deactivated his visor. Despite the frigid air, the temperature field generated by his armor kept his body perfectly warm.
"Loki, God of Mischief," Allens said, tightening his grip, "I've heard you can come back from the dead. I look forward to testing that."
His psychokinetic module activated, and a thin, invisible blade extended from his left hand. Slowly, he pressed it against Loki's forehead.
"Ugh—!" Loki choked, unable even to scream as the energy blade cut through his skin.
Terror filled the god's eyes.
Allens' expression didn't change. The blade traced deeper, and as it did, the hum of the Law Manipulation Module filled his mind — that strange, rhythmic ticking sound that always came when he touched the rules of reality itself.
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