Just call me Thor

Chapter 603: For the next hundred years, I’ll be the Supreme Being



Killing a demon god really is meaningless.

That was exactly the kind of thing Morpheus would say.

But...

Mike glanced at the severed head of the demon god in front of him and couldn't help but feel that the poor guy had died unjustly.

To verify a single statement from Nathan, this demon god had paid the ultimate price with his life!

Mike didn't dwell on the demon god for long, though. His attention quickly shifted to the Monument of Faith, which he now realized was far from ordinary.

When he was weaker, he hadn't noticed anything unusual.

But now, with his increased strength, Mike was shocked to discover that the Monument of Faith housed a terrifying weapon.

A sword.

Even though it was hidden within the Monument of Faith, its aura was unmistakable-it was one of the most powerful weapons in existence.

If Mike wasn't mistaken, this sword was likely Ares's Broken Sword.

Mike had heard Ares mention it before.

The Broken Sword had been hidden away by Cedric to prevent Ares from impulsively grabbing it and charging off to fight the Supreme Demon God.

Mike stopped staring at the Monument of Faith and turned to Apollo.

"So, what's next?"

Apollo stood silently in front of the Monument of Faith for a long time before finally speaking.

"Bring the demon gods here."

Mike: ???

Even as the self-proclaimed "gold-standard translator" for Apollo, Mike was struggling to keep up with his thought process.

Apollo patiently explained,

"Archdemon, Second Demon God, Fifth Demon God, Eighth Demon God, Ninth Demon God. Bring them to the mortal realm."

Mike finally understood. Apollo wanted him to summon the demon gods to Earth.

The demon god Apollo had just killed was, if Mike wasn't mistaken, the Eleventh Demon God.

That left the demon race with eight remaining demon gods: 1, 2, 5, 8, 9, 10, 12, and 13.

Apollo had specifically named five of them, leaving out 10, 12, and 13.

Mike paused, trying to figure out what this meant.

Was Apollo planning to kill the ones he named, or the ones he didn't name?

For a moment, Mike wasn't sure.

Setting aside the Archdemon, who was definitely doomed, the Second Demon God probably wouldn't last much longer either.

The Fifth Demon God was a special case and could be left for later.

The Eighth Demon God, the Chaos Prince, was someone Mike had recently supported to become a demon god.

The Ninth Demon God was a mole personally chosen by Shadow Nine.

Each of these demon gods had unique circumstances.

Since Apollo had given the order, Mike decided he might as well make the trip to the Abyss himself.

With his strength, he could easily traverse the two realms without worrying about any threats from the demon gods.

Demon gods?

He'd make sure they came, but they wouldn't leave.

Mike first appeared in the First Abyss, a place littered with gold, which he found quite appealing.

"Stop sleeping. Get to Earth."

Mike kicked the Archdemon, who was lying on the ground.

The Archdemon opened his eyes and looked at Mike, asking,

"If I pledge allegiance to humanity, can I save my life?"

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Mike's response was blunt.

The Archdemon was the main culprit behind Nathan's death.

There was a long line of people who wanted him dead.

Calderon wanted to kill him. Maxen wanted to kill him. Mike wanted to kill him.

Anyone in humanity with the power to kill him had a reason to do so.

The Archdemon was silent for a moment before asking again,

"Can Nathan decide my fate?"

The Archdemon was confident in humanity's desire to resurrect Nathan.

If Nathan couldn't be resurrected, then the Archdemon was as good as dead.

Mike gave him a harmless smile and lowered his voice.

"No."

The killing intent in Mike's eyes was unrestrained, so intense it was almost tangible.

Then, just as quickly, the killing intent vanished.

But the Archdemon's fear only deepened.

Mike spoke calmly and confidently,

"For the next hundred years, I'll be the Supreme Being. What I say goes."

Without giving the Archdemon a chance to respond, Mike turned and walked away, leaving

only a carefree silhouette behind.

After leaving the First Abyss, Mike traveled to the Second Abyss, where he found the

disheveled Second Demon God.

"Huh, who tore down your Demon Emperor's Hall?"

Mike looked at the ruined hall, sighed, and felt disappointed-there was nothing of value to

loot.

Naturally, his attention turned to the Second Demon God.

Like the Archdemon, the Second Demon God was receiving the same treatment.

He was lying on the ground, completely immobilized, suppressed by Shadow Three.

When the Second Demon God saw Mike, especially noticing that Mike wasn't even bothering to wear a mask, he immediately understood what was happening.

"You've already reached Supreme Being?"

Mike shook his head.

He was currently at quasi-Supreme strength, but he could clearly sense a chasm before him.

Only by becoming a Supreme Being could he cross that line.

In other words, as long as Apollo remained in his position, Mike had no chance of becoming a

Supreme Being.

Pushing aside these thoughts, Mike looked at the Second Demon God and said casually,

"My third bro wants you all to take a trip to the mortal realm."

Apollo? Mortal realm?

The Second Demon God recognized every word Mike said, but when put together, they made

no sense.

Why would Apollo suddenly summon them to the mortal realm?

"I'm not going!"

For once, the Second Demon God showed some backbone, grumbling in defiance,

"If you're going to kill me, at least let me die in the Abyss!"

"Oh, so you can find a way to resurrect yourself?"

The Second Demon God's defiance lasted all of three seconds before a burly man wreathed in

flames emerged from the passageway and stopped in front of Mike, grinning.

"Fourth Bro, hello."

Seeing Shadow Three, Mike's mood brightened. He walked up, gave him a once-over, and

punched him lightly on the shoulder.

"What happened to you?"

The flames on Shadow Three's body burned endlessly, constantly consuming his source.

Though he appeared strong, his actual power was far from its peak and was steadily

declining.

Mike didn't need an explanation to understand what had happened.

Dragging the sun of the Supreme Abyss forward had clearly come at a cost for Shadow Three.

If the issue wasn't resolved, Shadow Three's strength would continue to deteriorate.

Fortunately, the problem, while tricky, wasn't unsolvable.

"Hold still." Mike stared at Shadow Three, and the flames on his body began to swirl, forming a vortex that

was drawn into Mike's right eye.

Shadow Three: ??? Unable to hold back, he asked, "Fourth Bro, are you sure this is okay?"

Mike nodded confidently.

"I'm fine!"

White dog: ...

I'm not fine!

Mike had absorbed the flames from Shadow Three's body into his right eye, but the flames

hadn't disappeared-they had been transferred to the white dog.

This couldn't go on.

Mike pulled out a scroll and handed it to Shadow Three, instructing him,

"Use this to attack me."

Shadow Three hesitated but eventually tore the scroll and launched an attack at Mike.

It was the strangest request Shadow Three had ever received, but since Thor had asked, he

complied. When the scroll was activated, a burst of sword energy struck Mike, but it caused no harm. Under the effect of [Illusory Reality], Mike quickly fell into a dreamlike state.

The location wasn't far from the Supreme Abyss, and the Wi-Fi signal was strong. Mike soon

entered the dream he needed to access.

But once inside, Mike realized he had made a mistake.

He had entered, but the white dog hadn't.

After greeting a child in the dream, Mike explained that he needed to bring something else in

and exited the dream.

Upon waking, Mike pulled out two more scrolls and had shadow Three use one on him and the

other on the white dog.

After Shadow Three followed through, both Mike and the white dog entered the dream space.

Inside, the child, wide-eyed and curious, tugged on Mike's sleeve and pointed at the flaming

white dog.

"Do we have to cook it before we eat it?"