Just call me Thor

Suddenly, everything went silent.

"Are you talking about me?"

As soon as those words left Mike's mouth, the atmosphere froze.

Both Shadow Nine and Calderon turned their gazes silently towards Mike.

Were they going to have a showdown?

Although Thor was only level 200 and had many shortcomings, in some aspects, he might indeed rival an Ultimate Lord. For example, his lightning abilities!

Mike decided to stay silent as well, and the three of them stood there awkwardly.

Two Ultimate Lords and one future Ultimate Lord.

Quite powerful!

Mike wanted to proudly say, "The three of us together could take on a demon god!"

But considering the terrible relationship between Calderon and Shadow Nine, Mike decided to abandon that plan for now.

The voice from within the black coffin, Calderon, softened slightly, sounding somewhat pleased,

"You answered well..."

But before he could finish, his tone shifted again, "don't answer like that next time!"

With that, the black coffin fell silent, and Shadow Nine quietly switched his knife back to his right hand, the black mist receding.

"Phew—"

Mike let out a long breath, feeling the pressure around him recede like a tide. Only then did he realize his back was completely soaked.

Facing the pressure of an Ultimate Lord was beyond Mike's imagination!

Mike withdrew his gaze and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Shadow Nine in the black mist remained silent.

Clearly, he had no desire to discuss what had just happened.

As part of the same generation of human powerhouses, they had sacrificed too much in the Blood War.

The being inside the black coffin, though incredibly powerful, was now in a state worse than death, with destructive power that was particularly alarming.

Usually, Calderon could barely maintain his sanity within the black coffin. On the battlefield, with all restrictions lifted, he became an indiscriminate weapon of mass destruction.

Similarly, encountering old comrades like Shadow Nine caused Calderon's emotions to fluctuate more, increasing the likelihood of losing control!

Under normal circumstances, they shouldn't have met.

"Is this place so dangerous that they had to bring Calderon here?"

Mike's heart sank, filled with worry.

Although humanity had the upper hand in the last major battle, the situation seemed promising.

But the true leaders of humanity had a very pessimistic view of the current situation!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought the black coffin to the Forest of Truth.

Every battle, every moment of clarity, even just moving the black coffin, placed a tremendous burden on Calderon, pushing him further down the path of madness.

Unless absolutely necessary, humanity wouldn't bring out such a powerhouse.

Besides the Supreme Beings, humanity was at a disadvantage in top-tier combat power.

Among the existing ninth-tier Lords, Maxen was the most likely to break through to Ultimate Lord.

Gathering his thoughts, Mike looked ahead at the abyssal teleportation gate. Half of the people had already passed through the gate to the Abyssal Plane.

Mike swiped his Lone Wolf badge, verified his identity, and stepped into the teleportation gate.

...

First Abyssal Plane,

The Archdemon sat on his throne, seemingly dozing.

Having consumed the sources of the third and sixth demon gods in one go, fully digesting them was no easy task.

Especially the source of the third demon god, which had been shredded by sword energy.

While digesting the source, he also had to contend with Ares's sword energy, a troublesome task.

The Archdemon suddenly opened his eyes, looking into the distance, and murmured, "Shadow Nine has entered the Abyssal Plane."

Such a powerful presence would be sensed immediately upon entering or leaving the Abyssal Plane.

"Shadow Nine is here, and Thor is here too. Is it for Gregory?"

Thinking this, the Archdemon tapped his finger on the armrest of the throne.

A demon god projection was forcibly dragged over by the Archdemon.

The second demon god projection stood in the Demon Emperor's Hall, coldly looking at the Archdemon on the throne,

"Big brother, what do you want?"

"Hmm."

The Archdemon nodded slightly, "I was thinking about killing you now."

The second demon god: ...

The Archdemon spoke again, "You conspired against Gregory."

The second demon god snorted, "It was the fifth demon god who did it, don't blame me."

"Fine, the fifth demon god conspired against Gregory under your instigation..."

The Archdemon had no intention of reasoning with the second demon god, firmly believing the mastermind was the second demon god.

If he said it was, then it was, even if it wasn't!

The Archdemon sneered, "The fifth demon god wants to die, do you want to die too?"

Now, only ten Abyssal Planes remained.

They hadn't changed their previous ranking, still referring to the original thirteen.

Three, four, and six were dead!

Besides the Archdemon and the second demon god, the fifth demon god was the strongest.

The second demon god scoffed, "If the fifth demon god wants to die, let him die."

The fifth demon god, unable to die, was frantically seeking death everywhere.

His fifth Abyssal Plane battlefield was also one of the highest casualty rates for humanity.

"I've heard an old saying."

The Archdemon spoke slowly, "The clever are often outwitted. In three hundred years, you've risen from the thirteenth demon god to the second. Do you really think you're smart?"

His words were full of sarcasm. The Archdemon's voice turned cold, with a hidden meaning, "Do you know how the previous second demon god died?"

The second demon god's projection couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Big brother, if there's nothing else, I'll be going."

"Fine, let me see you off."

With that, the Archdemon reached forward, grabbing the second demon god's projection and swallowing it whole.

Without chewing, he swallowed it directly, wasting no strength.

The Demon Emperor's Hall fell silent once more.

On the throne, the Archdemon shook his head, closing his eyes again, not wanting to think about these troublesome matters.

"Let them all die."

...

Horn Abyss.

Under the scorching sun, towering mountains stood tall.

Following Shadow Nine's instructions, Mike arrived at the foot of a mountain.

The mountain's shadow twisted, and a burly figure emerged.

The man was burly, with a vague face, strong muscles, and a dark complexion, looking extremely robust.

The most striking feature was the series of numbers tattooed on his left arm:

100, 87...7, 10!

These numbers represented his rankings over the years in Guardian Shadow!

In other words, he was once Shadow Seven.

Challenged by Violet at the time, the man lost and dropped to [Shadow Ten], while Violet became the new [Shadow Seven]!

Shadow Ten didn't look at Mike but instead looked down at his own shadow, saying solemnly, "Shadow Nine, I'm ready. I will protect Thor."

The black mist rose, and Shadow Nine appeared.

Shadow Ten was about to merge into Mike's shadow, but to his surprise, Mike turned into a shadow and merged into Shadow Ten's shadow!

Shadow Ten: ???

"Shadow Nine, what...?"

He looked at the black mist in confusion, not understanding what had just happened.

Such a thing happening to someone else might seem absurd.

But with Mike, it not only made sense but felt like the only way it could be.

However, the problem was...

It was too embarrassing.

The black mist fell silent.

After a while, Shadow Nine spoke in a tone of exasperation,

"Kid, do you know?"

"I've followed four potential Supreme Beings, and you're the most shameless one!"

From within Shadow Ten's shadow, Mike's voice came,

"Thanks for the compliment."