Sif swore she truly had not seen how her sword had ended up missing.
Her beloved sword had somehow landed in the hands of that Earth man, who was now playing with it carelessly.
"This sword is too small and too light. It has no power at all. I was thinking of taking it back to replace one of my mech's weapons, but forget it."
As Jiang Siming spoke, he tossed the sword back.
After catching it, Sif could no longer hold herself back and attacked.
A golden greatsword flashed dazzling sword rays in her hands. She swung it through the air, and a wave of energy was cleaved out through the blade, its target aimed straight at Jiang Siming.
Thor clicked his tongue. He knew Sif was truly angry. He wanted to step in, but it was already too late.
Just as the powerful energy wave was about to hit its target, Jiang Siming did nothing at all. He merely raised one hand.
He opened it, then clenched it.
It was an action so simple it could not have been simpler.
Yet it crushed the energy wave in midair. With a faint pop, it completely dissipated into the sky.
Sif's pupils widened slightly, and her mind briefly short-circuited.
That was an illusion, right?
Her attack fueled by rage had been neutralized in such a contemptuous manner?
"This is impossible! It must be an illusion!"
Sif's lips parted slightly. After saying that, she leaped into the air, gripping her sword with both hands and combining the momentum.
With a delicate shout, the greatsword instantly expanded several times over, becoming like a small mountain as it hacked down toward Jiang Siming's head!
Jiang Siming, however, had no interest in continuing to bicker with the woman. He opened his hand again, then