Just call me Thor - Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Don’t tell Thor anything we just talked about
Inside the Trade Secret Realm, Afterskin’s words left Ace with a head full of question marks.

“No way?”

Ace instinctively didn’t believe Afterskin’s judgment.

“Thor is only level 300 right now, how could he possibly possess the complete Supreme Mark?”

Afterskin wasn’t too surprised and nodded slightly.

“It’s indeed a possibility. I’ve thought about it before, but I haven’t had the chance to verify it.”

Foreskin, seeing Ace’s confusion, explained, “You know that Shadow Nine has been trying to obtain the Supreme Mark ever since he left the Supreme Abyssal, right?”

Ace nodded, signaling him to continue.

“Shadow Nine didn’t dare to discuss it with Gregory, and Calderon was too stupid, so…”

Foreskin pointed at Afterskin and said helplessly, “The helper Shadow Nine sought out was him.”

“To be precise, it was us,” Afterskin added. “I used the God’s Dice to send Shadow Nine to the temple and bring back the Shadow Source. Shadow Nine also used this opportunity to gather more information about the Supreme Mark.”

Ace sat in his chair, munching on cashews, listening to their description, and nodding from time to time.

“You better not tell Thor what I’m about to say.”

Afterskin’s expression turned serious, and he said slowly, “The Supreme Mark is divided into three parts, which Morpheus called Sigil, Crest, and Heart. Only when all three are gathered can it be fully activated.

The first part, Sigil, fuses with the potential Supreme Being, and its manifestation varies from person to person. Some might manifest as a skill, some as a status, it depends on the individual. You all know how it manifested in Morpheus. In Ares, it manifested as almost infinite potential.”

All three of them knew this.

Hearing this, Ace added, “Thor has an extremely powerful skill, probably a self-stacking skill, that can deal lightning damage up to 2 to the power of 30. That’s a terrifying number. Could the first part of the Supreme Mark, Sigil, be this?”

“Very likely.”

Afterskin nodded in agreement. “Morpheus said that he obtained the complete [Supreme Mark] upon entering the Tower of Truth. Even if subsequent potential Supreme Beings can’t reach Morpheus’s level, they should still obtain a part of the [Supreme Mark].”

Ace asked, “What about the other two parts?”

Afterskin explained, “[Supreme Mark Crest] and [Supreme Mark Heart], there’s only one of each in the world. Logically speaking, they should both be in the possession of the current Supreme Being.”

Foreskin nodded, confirming, “[Supreme Mark Heart] is in my boss’s possession, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to stay in this world.”

“Then there’s only one question left.”

Even if Ace was stupid, he could understand what they were trying to say.

“Afterskin, are you suspecting that Thor has already obtained the [Supreme Mark Crest]?”

“Not suspecting, I’m certain.”

Afterskin pondered for a moment, not revealing his reasoning, and instead said, “Shadow Nine doesn’t know the function of [Supreme Mark Crest], and Morpheus never mentioned it either.”

“That’s all I know.”

With that, he clapped his hands, indicating that he had nothing more to say.

Afterskin turned to Ace and said seriously, “Don’t tell Thor anything we just talked about!”

Ace rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, “When did it become your place to tell me what to do?”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Foreskin waved his sleeve, and the spatial restrictions around them gradually disappeared.

Before leaving the Trade Secret Realm, Foreskin’s voice rang in Ace’s ears.

“Even if you do tell Thor, make him pay a good price for it.”

A slight smile appeared on Ace’s lips. Just what I was thinking!

…

Wolf’s Den.

Tonight was another night of sorrow.

As soon as Mike arrived at the Wolf’s Den, he saw Maxen surrounded by empty beer bottles, his face etched with misery.

“What happened?!”

Mike was shocked. Was his sheep in the sheepfold sick?

“You’re here.”

Maxen was on the verge of tears. He chugged a bottle of beer and sighed.

“I have good news and bad news.”

Mike casually opened a bottle of beer, signaling to put it on Maxen’s tab, and then looked at Maxen, ready to listen.

“The good news is that my second godfather never used the 9% he took from my earnings all these years. He said he would return the money to me when I get married, for my honeymoon.”

Mike calculated in his mind. 9% of Maxen’s total income, that was no small sum!

“And then?”

Maxen spread his hands. “That is gone.”

“That’s it?”

“That’s it!”

Hearing that such a large sum of money was gone, Mike was instantly furious.

“Who took it? I’ll go with you to get it back!”

Maxen looked at Mike and said a name.

“Cedric.”

It was none other than Cedric who had taken Maxen’s money.

“Oh.”

Mike sat down. “Then it’s fine, my level is too low right now, I really can’t beat him!”

“Stone, don’t be so down. Let’s make a bet.”

Mike said mysteriously, “I can breathe fire without using any skills, do you believe me?”

Maxen looked at Mike and shook his head.

He didn’t believe it.

“What are we betting?”

“1 gold, no, 1 silver coin!”

Maxen thought about the large sum of money he had just lost and couldn’t afford to lose any more. So 1 silver coin was his current limit.

“Deal!”

With that, Mike picked up a glass of bourbon, took a sip, and then spat it out.

A fireball appeared inside the Wolf’s Den.

Maxen: ?!

“That’s amazing, how did you do that?”

After taking out a silver coin, Maxen looked at Mike, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Why was Thor burning himself for fun?

Mike smiled faintly and shook his head.

“This is [Endless Infernal Fire], I obtained it from a master at a great cost. I don’t tell just anyone about it. Enduring [Endless Infernal Fire] for all living beings, this is my responsibility as a potential Supreme Being. Even if I’m consumed by infernal fire, I have no regrets!”

With just a few words, Thor’s image in Maxen’s heart grew a bit taller.

Seeing Maxen gradually taking the bait, Mike smiled slightly.

“Only those who are truly sincere and strong have the opportunity to obtain [Endless Infernal Fire]. In three days, this [Endless Infernal Fire] will leave me. Who do you think I should pass it on to?”

The hint was very obvious!

Maxen thought carefully and said the most perfect candidate in his mind:

“My second godfather?”

Mike rolled his eyes and said helplessly, “Stone, don’t you have any ambition?”

“I do!”

Maxen nodded and said seriously, “I want to break through to Ultimate Lord, oh, and I also want to use a sword as my weapon!”

These two things were Maxen’s most ambitious goals.

Mike asked curiously, “Speaking of which, is it that difficult to break through to Ultimate Lord?”

“Difficult, very difficult.”

Maxen thought for a moment and explained, “Generally speaking, the stronger you are, the harder it is to break through. According to my godfather, breaking through to Ultimate Lord for me might be even harder than for a Supreme Being.”

To prove his point, Maxen gave an example. “Like Cedric. At the same level, he’s not weaker than Calderon in any aspect, but because of his talent and other factors, it’s even harder for him to reach the realm of Ultimate Lord.”

Lowering his voice, Maxen whispered, “Let me tell you, it’s said that Cedric has a way to break through to Ultimate Lord.”

“Oh?”

Mike loved this kind of gossip!

“Tell me more!”

Maxen looked around, making sure there was no danger, and continued, “But this method requires Calderon’s cooperation, so… you know?”

Mike’s expression instantly became interesting.

Given their personalities, unless something unexpected happened, Cedric would rather be stuck at level 989 for the rest of his life than ask Calderon for help.

At this point, Mike asked curiously, “Speaking of which, what is Cedric’s talent?”

To avoid misunderstanding, Mike added, “If it’s a secret, just pretend I didn’t ask.”

When it came to personal talents, some powerhouses were very secretive.

But true powerhouses didn’t need to keep secrets.

Like the Supreme Beings Morpheus, Ares, and Apollo.

Most of the enemies who truly understood the effects of their talents were already dead.

The only one who wasn’t dead was probably the Supreme Demon God.

“It’s no big deal, everyone knows.”

Maxen shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

Cedric had been famous for a long time, and both sides’ higher-ups knew what his talent was.

“Cedric’s talent is called [Divine Endowment]. He hasn’t revealed its specific effects, but we know of three.”

Maxen counted on his fingers.

“Double pupils, unyielding spirit, and heavenly blood. So don’t underestimate Cedric, he’s terrifying in close combat, one of the few who pose a threat to me.”

Cedric was actually worthy of such high praise from Maxen?

Mike suddenly became curious about something else. “Stone, what about your talent?”

Since they were already talking about this, he might as well ask about Maxen’s talent.

“Nothing special, just that the skills I use are a bit more powerful.”

A bit? Are you sure it’s just a bit, not a lot?!

Maxen didn’t explain further, and Mike didn’t press him.

The two of them continued drinking for a while, when Maxen’s Lone Wolf badge suddenly vibrated.

“Huh, there’s a mission to the Fifth Abyss?”

Maxen stood up, ready to leave.

Mike thought for a moment and called out to Maxen.

“Yesterday, I caught two of the Fifth Demon God’s moles.”

“I heard, I’ve already taken care of the aftermath. Anything else?”

Maxen looked at Mike curiously.

“If it’s convenient, help me deliver a message to the Fifth Demon God.” Mike thought for a moment and said, “Just tell him that in three days, Thor will be leading a team to the Ninth Abyss, everyone’s going, and he’s invited to come play too. Maybe if he has enough fun, he can die happy?”

If having fun could lead to death, then the Fifth Demon God would probably be very happy.

Maxen instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Everyone was going to the Ninth Abyss to carry out a mission, and now they were inviting the Fifth Demon God? Wasn’t this making things more difficult for themselves?

But since Thor said so…

Maxen felt that Thor must have his reasons.

“Alright, got it.”

With that, Maxen, shouldering Dorakos, disappeared from the entrance of the Wolf’s Den.

…

Fifth Abyss.

A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and a black shadow rushed out.

The numerous demon lords guarding the area were about to charge forward and fight when a sharp-eyed demon creature recognized the newcomer’s identity.

“It’s the Supreme Son!”

“Everyone, get out of the way! It’s pointless to fight him!”

“Your Majesty, a distinguished guest has arrived!”

The demon creatures scattered, leaving Maxen standing alone in front of the Demon Emperor’s Hall.

Not long after, the Fifth Demon God appeared.

“Maxen, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?”

“Even if you kill me, you won’t die.”

Maxen sighed and spread his hands.

“If you kill Cedric, Calderon, or Foreskin, maybe one of my godfathers will get angry and actually finish you off.”

Holding Dorakos, Maxen raised an eyebrow slightly. “It’s pointless to kill me, besides, you’ve tried before.”

The Fifth Demon God fell silent.

He indeed lacked the strength to kill Maxen.

“Speak, what sinister plot does the human race have this time?”

The Fifth Demon God said it with such righteousness that for a moment, it was hard to tell who was the antagonist.

“Just delivering something to you, look at your stingy attitude.”

A void fragment appeared in Maxen’s hand, and he asked, “This is a void fragment touched by Afterskin, the fourth one. I don’t need to remind you what happened to the first three, do I?”

The first three void fragments related to Afterskin:

The first one wiped out an demon race corps.

The second one caused a part of the abyss to get lost in the void, never to return.

The third one indirectly killed a demon god.

This cursed thing, other demon gods would avoid it like the plague.

Only the Fifth Demon God loved void fragments from Afterskin!

Because he desperately wanted to die.

The Fifth Demon God immediately made an offer.

“I’ll trade three void fragments for it!”

Maxen shook his head. “No, ten!”

“Don’t be so greedy, Maxen. This thing probably can’t kill me, six at most!”

“Eight!”

The Fifth Demon God was furious. “Why don’t you just rob me?!”

Maxen held the Flail in his left hand and Dorakos in his right, his eyes gleaming.

“Can I really rob you?”

If he could really rob him, then he wouldn’t hold back!

Fifth Demon God: …

Looking at the sword slaves hovering outside the Fifth Abyss, he didn’t want to attract Ares’s attention. The Fifth Demon God could only snort heavily.

“Eight it is!”