142. Once the cannon appeared, Sif could no longer keep her footing.

There is a popular piece of trivia regarding Sif. It is said that when *Thor: Ragnarok* was being filmed, the actress who played Sif had a scheduling conflict and was absent from the plot. Consequently, the Warriors Three met a hasty end during Ragnarok, while Sif escaped the disaster and survived until *Thor: Love and Thunder*. One could call that a blessing in disguise.

Of course, here, characters are characters, and actors are actors. The Sif standing before Su Ye is not affected by any actor's schedule, and both her face and physique align better with mainstream aesthetic standards. Standing over 175 centimeters tall, with a sturdy, athletic build and a face full of heroic spirit, the warrior Sif in her armor is both sharp and formidable. Among the Great Wall Guardians, probably only Sharon could compete with her in that regard.

However, upon seeing Su Ye, the expression on Sif's face was not exactly friendly. The two of them shared some unpleasant memories back on Earth. It wasn't the kind involving "What do you want from me?", "Where did I fall short?", or "You big idiot!" It was back when New York was still a city rather than a ruin, and Thor was a prisoner rather than the God of Thunder. Sif and the Warriors Three had attempted to break Thor out of prison. Su Ye had appeared at the perfect moment, pinned the Warriors Three to the ground, and played a few rounds of fencing with Sif, nearly piercing her throat in the end.

Although this helped Thor regain his status and transform back into that invincible god of war, the humiliation felt by Sif and the Warriors Three was not easily smoothed over. Four against one, and they were soundly beaten by a human—it was impossible for them to remain calm. Therefore, seeing Su Ye, Sif certainly wasn't going to give him a warm welcome, though she wouldn't intentionally drag her feet on the job.

"Jotunheim was wounded by Loki using the Gungnir, so we don't know the current situation. You must all be extremely careful!" Before departing, Sif said with a cold, professional demeanor. With that, she mounted a warhorse and led the way toward the Bifrost, where Heimdall was already waiting. Behind her, the Great Wall Guardians boarded their Quinjets and slowly followed her toward the bridge.

Sif looked back and let out a disdainful laugh. Warriors of Asgard had always led from the front; against simple, powerful enemies, they would dismount to fight, using their own valor and strength to overcome the foe. Those who hid inside metal shells could hardly be considered heroes.

The Bifrost activated, and a multicolored beam of light shot into the cosmos. Moments later, Sif and the Quinjets landed on the vast, frozen snowfields of Jotunheim. The arrival of the Bifrost was quite a spectacle; no sooner had they touched down than ugly blue heads began to pop up in the distance. Below those heads were tall, robust bodies wearing primitive loincloths, their scarlet eyes glaring toward the newcomers. The Quinjets were a novelty they hadn't seen before, but Sif's attire as an Asgardian warrior was all too familiar.

"The Asgardians are here!"
"The Asgardians who killed King Laufey are here!"
"The Asgardians who almost destroyed our world and caused countless casualties among our kin are here!"

After a brief exchange, the Frost Giants instantly descended into a frenzy. To them, the Asgardians were the enemies who killed their fathers, their kings, and their world; there was no need for words, only war.

"Kill them, avenge King Laufey!"
"Kill them, avenge our kin!"
"Die, you Asgardian swine!"

In an instant, the hills and plains were filled with the figures of charging Frost Giants. On the other side, the Quinjets opened their hatches, and the Great Wall Guardians jumped out to survey the surroundings. Sif looked ahead, her expression tense. "These Frost Giants are not only physically powerful but also highly skilled in ice magic. They can launch long-range ice attacks with devastating force. Be careful!"

As she spoke, the leading Frost Giants were already within a hundred meters, ice-crafted spears appearing in their hands as they assumed offensive stances. "It's an ice-spear volley! Those spears can easily pierce steel. Prepare your defenses!" Sif dismounted and held her shield above her head. The shield was barely larger than her face; it was fine for close combat, but its defensive utility against long-range projectiles was quite limited—mostly just a psychological comfort. Even Captain America, with his perfect balance, wouldn't dare face a volley of spears with such a small shield. Yet, it was all Sif could do.

"Everyone, get behind the ships and prepare for the first wave of spears!" Sif shouted while blocking, but to her surprise, the Great Wall Guardians from Earth looked like tourists, showing no signs of tension and even pointing at the distant Frost Giants.

"That one is taller; is he the tribe leader?"
"The one wearing more clothes—maybe he's the strategist?"
"Quite a large number. This tribe looks huge. I wonder if they've developed the concept of a nation."
"Their spear formation looks good, but unfortunately, this isn't the age of cold weapons anymore."

They chatted and laughed, the feeling much like Europeans first setting foot in the Americas, looking at the Indians who carried primitive weapons, wore animal skins, and sported bird feathers. Their ancestors had once conquered the Indians in the Americas, almost driving them to extinction. Today, in Jotunheim, they were merely repeating what their ancestors had done. The members of the Great Wall Guardians were mostly heroes from the United States; what they thought and did was no different from their ancestors who landed as invaders. They could now remain silent about their ancestors' actions while pointing fingers at others, and future generations would act just like them, forgetting these Frost Giants about to be wiped out and enjoying the fruits of the invasion.

Professor Ai once spoke of a "critically flawed perspective": invasion is a crime in the present, but a merit for the ages. Westerners, and even the Japanese, are enjoying the dividends of past invasions. Thus, the Avengers could easily replicate the "excellent" experience of their ancestors in the universe. However, the team before us wasn't called the Avengers; they were the Great Wall Guardians. The definition of the Great Wall Guardians is to guard; their philosophy includes no invasion and no colonization. Those who violate us will be punished regardless of how far away they are. But for civilizations without hostile conflict, we are tolerant, even open to any form of cooperation, mutual benefit, and common development.

Like these Frost Giants, their hatred was directed at the Asgardians, not the humans. So, before the ice spears were launched, Su Ye extended his index and middle fingers, pressing them lightly against his temple. Suddenly, the Frost Giants who had raised their spears halted, their eyes glazing over as they stared blankly ahead.

Su Ye’s consciousness linked with all of the frozen giants. "Hello everyone, my name is Su Ye—you can call me Jesus. I have a question I’d like you to answer." Su Ye spoke telepathically in a gentle tone, but the Frost Giants erupted in chaos.

"Who are you?"
"What are you using to control us? Is it magic?"
"You accomplice of the Asgardians, what are you trying to do!"

Faced with their barrage of questions, Su Ye simply let out a light hum, and the Frost Giants instantly wailed in agony. "My head, it hurts, stop, stop it!" Headaches were never a minor issue; even the Monkey King would struggle, let alone these Frost Giants, who immediately collapsed and rolled on the ground.

Su Ye had no intention of killing them. After a small demonstration, he withdrew the mental stimulation and said calmly, "Can anyone tell me if there are actually any females among the Frost Giants? Why haven't I found a single photo of a female Frost Giant in all the data I've looked through, not even in the comics?"

This was a question Su Ye had been curious about before he traveled here, but he had never found the answer. From beginning to end, we only knew Loki's father was Laufey, but his mother was never mentioned. In mythology, Laufey was Loki's mother. Honestly, Su Ye was quite curious to see a female Frost Giant; after all, since the males only wore loincloths, would the females...? *Cough*, this was purely for academic research.

"..." The Frost Giants' collective consciousness went silent. A moment later, someone who seemed to be the successor to Laufey spoke up. "Of course there are females, otherwise where would our children come from? You don't see them just because you don't see them."

Su Ye gave the man a direct mental shock to let him know that talking nonsense would earn him a social whipping. "Ah! Young man, you don't fight with honor!" the Frost Giant continued to roll on the ground.

"You're Fárbauti, the new King of the Frost Giants, right?" Su Ye said calmly after briefly scanning the Frost Giant's memories and withdrawing the mental shock. "Let's skip the nonsense. I am Jesus from Earth. I am here to help you and be your friend, not an accomplice of the Asgardians."

"Heh," Fárbauti sneered, sitting up shakily, his ferocity undiminished. "Earth—Midgard, right? Friends? Thousands of years ago, when we went to Earth, we said the same thing to the humans. But everyone knows that between civilizations, there is no friendship, no cooperation—only invasion, colonization, and slavery."

Although the Frost Giants looked rough and didn't like to wear clothes, they were not dim-witted savages. They possessed a history spanning thousands of years, a civilization older than that of humanity. It was only because of their harsh living conditions that they appeared barbaric. In fact, based on Su Ye's understanding of Fárbauti just now, this man was quite intelligent. It was just that their ideology, like many robber-tribes living in harsh environments, held that no equal relationship could exist between civilizations. Therefore, when their hundreds of warriors were instantly held in place by telepathy while the enemy hypocritically proposed friendship, Fárbauti decisively shouted the pride of their tens of thousands of years of history!

"If you want to invade and enslave us, tell yourselves it's impossible. Giants never bow to slavery!"

With Fárbauti's mental shout, the mountains and rivers in the distance erupted, and a massive blue beast charged out. The monster was over a hundred meters long, with a body like a seal, sturdy limbs with sharp claws, and teeth that possessed immense bite force. It was clear that this was a weapon of mass destruction, capable of wiping out an entire army on its own. This was Fárbauti's trump card; while the Frost Giants were incapacitated, this Frost Beast would launch an assault. When Thor had brought men to cause trouble before, they had been chased away in a panic by this very beast.

Now, with no Thor on the opposing team, how would these remaining rabble resist the Frost Beast's attack? By stubbornness? Fárbauti wanted to laugh, but he didn't know that his thoughts had already been fully exposed to Su Ye's telepathy.

"Never bow to slavery, is it? You have a trump card, do you? It seems I should let you know that times have changed!" Su Ye hummed. The Quinjet hovering in the sky suddenly adjusted its orientation, and a massive barrel, glowing with the same blue light as an Arc Reactor, extended from its underside. This was the only weapon mounted on the upgraded Quinjet: a cannon powered by a dedicated small Arc Reactor. At first, someone wanted to call this cannon the "Harm Cannon," but Su Ye rejected it—it sounded too much like he was mocking someone. So, he kept it simple: "Humanity's Cannon."

"High-energy signature detected. Humanity's Cannon: Level One preparation, Level Two preparation, Level Three—fire!"

A deafening hum resonated, and a massive beam of blue light shot out, slamming into the charging Frost Beast. The beast seemed to sense the power of the cannon, but instead of dodging, it opened its mouth and roared, as if trying to scare the enemy into turning back. The blue beam shot straight into the beast's open maw and passed through it without resistance.

*Whoosh!*

The beam vanished into the distant mountain range, collapsing a peak the size of the Asgardian palace. Watching the Frost Beast lose its strength and consciousness as it fell to the ground, the Frost Giants were stunned.

"What kind of attack was that? Why is it so strong?"
"It feels countless times more powerful than our tribe's treasure, the Casket of Ancient Winters!"
"If that attack had hit us, what would have happened?"

Beside Su Ye, Sif was oblivious to his communication with the Frost Giants, but the power of the Humanity's Cannon had genuinely terrified her. She even began to regret her earlier arrogance. The way she looked at Su Ye was no longer filled with coldness, and her legs couldn't stop trembling—she couldn't even keep them together. A terrifying image involuntarily surfaced in her mind: If Su Ye used that infinitely powerful cannon to bombard her, could she withstand it? The mere thought made one shudder...