In less than three minutes and only three moves into their battle, the once-mighty planet had been transformed into a crescent shape.
The Immortal Palace and Jane looked on in shock, particularly Coulson, who was at a loss for how to report this back to Nick Fury.
How would he explain to Fury that the planet had been turned into a crescent? Without any footage, it was bound to incite Fury's wrath.
"...Well, this is more unexpected than I thought," Xu Mo said, deep in thought. He felt a growing sense of urgency, realizing that the pace of the battle was still not fast enough.
In the center of the crescent, Odin and Saitama faced each other. Odin's right hand trembled uncontrollably, the pain evident on his face. The gray spear at his feet had emitted extreme defensive magic at the moment of impact but was now destroyed and would need to be repaired in Asgard.
Saitama's forehead was covered in blue veins, his hands swollen and bruised. The red gloves he wore had been shredded in the collision.
"It hurts," Saitama growled, mixing pain with exhilaration. Despite the agony, he couldn't stop smiling.
"This feeling... it's so refreshing. A truly passionate battle."
"Come on again! I'm ready to fight!" Saitama declared, charging forward with increasing speed until he was nothing more than a blur, accompanied by the sound of sonic booms.
Odin, observing this, couldn't help but smile wryly. Even with his enhanced physical attributes, there was still a significant gap between him and Saitama. However, Odin was not without recourse. His strength, when fully harnessed, was enough to contend with even gods.
"Destroyer!" Odin called out, unleashing a tremendous aura that sent a column of golden light streaming into the galaxy.
In the void, at the end of the golden light, a massive silver-white armor slowly materialized.
S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on Earth watched in bewilderment as their equipment seemed to vanish into thin air.
The Destroyer's armor had been restored and was responding to Odin's divine power. The armor enveloped Odin, reshaping itself to fit him perfectly. It solidified into a suit of armor matching Odin's height, its eyes glowing with a cold golden light.
With the Destroyer armor on, Odin transformed from a disheveled figure into a towering presence, radiating an oppressive divine aura that made the surrounding air thick with tension.
The Destroyer was created during a tumultuous period when the Celestials experimented on Earth. At that time, Odin, as the Lord of the Nine Realms, had forged the Destroyer to challenge the Celestials. Unfortunately, it had been swiftly defeated.
Now, Odin hoped that this powerful armor would help him reclaim Thor's hammer and prove itself against Saitama. He also wondered if Xu Mo knew about the existence of the Infinity Gauntlet—if so, he could not afford to lose.
Before Saitama could react, Odin was clad in the dazzling Destroyer armor.
Saitama, undeterred by Odin's transformation, was driven by a single thought: to fight!
A relentless, bloody battle until the end!
Saitama continued to unleash a flurry of punches, creating afterimages. Odin, now matching Saitama's speed, responded with equal fervor.
Bang! Bang! Snap! Bang!
Fists clashed, and thunder erupted with each impact, causing the Earth's surface to crumble and shockwaves to bombard the rock formations.
"Again! Again! Not enough!" Saitama shouted frantically, his fists bloodied but his spirit unbroken.
In mere moments, Saitama had landed hundreds of serious punches on Odin. Unlike before, Odin's blows were now met with equal force, and the stars were not directly shattered but were neutralized.
Odin continued to endure the heavy blows with calm resolve, stating, "Boy, fighting isn't just about brute strength."
He observed that Saitama relied solely on instinct and lacked skill. Moreover, he wasn't using energy attacks, which explained why he couldn't wield Thor's hammer effectively.
"I'll teach you more than just brute force," Odin said. With that, invisible waves of energy radiated from his body, enveloping Saitama.
The space around them grew sticky, and Saitama's movements slowed. He received a few direct hits before gasping, "Cough!" Blood spilled from his mouth as he was hurled through the planet's surface and into the mountain range.
"What is this?" Saitama wondered, feeling immense pressure as if the sky were collapsing on him.
Clatter.
Odin approached slowly, surprised. "This is gravity. I've imposed more than a thousand times the normal gravitational force on you. And yet, you haven't fainted."
"In addition to your ultimate power, you possess a physique that ordinary creatures cannot match."
"Saitama, you are truly strong."
Despite using various magical forces like gravity and spirit manipulation, Odin found that Saitama's sheer passion and resilience rendered these techniques almost insignificant. Even under a hundred times gravity, Saitama stood firm.
The Destroyer's armor's magic finally managed to suppress Saitama.
"Gravity? I don't know about all this. All I know is..." Saitama roared, standing tall despite the pressure:
"…I must defeat you!"
"Very well! Give me your all!" Odin's eyes flashed with determination, crossing his arms in a defensive stance as golden light blazed like the sun.
Heimdall II, observing from afar in Asgard, initiated the Rainbow Bridge, evacuating all the mortals from the planet.
In an instant, the crescent-shaped planet shattered, and an immense shockwave erupted, obliterating the remaining rubble.
The once-red crescent in the pitch-black universe seemed to have been erased, disappearing completely.