Just call me Thor - Chapter 621

Chapter 621: Power surging
When the call ended, Mike fell into a moment of silent contemplation.

Then he looked back at the Tree of Life. Given how far things had progressed, he felt that letting the Elf Ancestor live might be a little rude.

“Please allow me a few more words,”

the Elf Ancestor said, standing firm. She knew all too well that, in every sense, she had no remaining right to survive.

In the previous era, as one of the Nine Races’ leaders, she had committed grave errors.

Later, just to carry out her own designs, she assisted the Supreme Demon God and served as his accomplice.

But if Thor wanted to reclaim the forty-ninth floor of the Tower of Truth, the Elf Ancestor had to die.

Even if she didn’t die right now, once she left this floor, the Supreme Demon God would trap her and devour her like a snack.

They had put together a plan that, on the surface, seemed perfectly calculated. But in reality, holes ran through it left and right, making it impossible to achieve. The crucial point was that the Supreme Demon God saw right through them—and he just didn’t care.

Schemes of this magnitude? The Supreme Demon God couldn’t be bothered. Even if their plan succeeded beyond all expectation, so what?

Even if the Supreme Demon God got tossed into the Heavenly Realm, that realm without its own world source had no way to stop him. He could simply corrupt everything there, make it all part of himself, and then come right on back. There’d be no real difference.

The Supreme Demon God’s greatest weapon wasn’t rank, level, or physical power. It was his ability to corrupt everything and absorb it into his own being.

Unfortunately for him, his opponent was a human Supreme Being.

Back in the day, the Supreme Demon God had repeatedly tried to tempt Morpheus to join him.

So the one he most wanted to sway now was probably Thor.

But the Supreme Demon God ran into an awkward snag:

Thor…still didn’t have the complete Supreme Mark. And even if he did, Thor would just kill the Supreme Demon God instead of accepting any bargain.

The Elf Ancestor spoke sincerely:

“I’m aware of my sins. Even with my death, I can’t really pay for them. Still, I hope that after I’m gone, you’ll plant the seed of the Tree of Life so the elves might have a sliver of hope…”

She was a holdover from a previous era, never truly accepted by this world.

But if a fresh seed took root and sprouted a new Tree of Life, nurturing a new elf with Supreme potential…

Then, and only then, would the elves truly have a future.

Mike had always respected any species’ drive to continue. He looked at her and casually asked, “Any last words?”

The Elf Ancestor merely smiled, no longer wishing to speak.

She had survived two lifetimes, concocted a thousand schemes, and ended up with empty hands.

Right or wrong, success or failure—she’d leave all that for history to judge.

The leaves on the Tree of Life began a furious tremor, each radiating a golden glow.

She was burning her life source. Only in her most extreme fighting state could she produce a top-tier seed.

Out of respect, Mike stashed his staff and raised the Thunderclap Hammer.

A bolt of lightning crashed down from the heavens.

Boom—

The Elf Ancestor was dead.

From within the ashes, a golden seed coiled with crackling lightning hovered momentarily before drifting into Mike’s palm.

At the same time, a familiar announcement rang through the Tower of Truth:

“Congratulations to participants… SSSS-level conquer rating of the Tower of Truth, Forty-Ninth Floor.”

Thor’s name glitched and blurred. The Tower of Truth couldn’t properly display it.

At the exact moment he killed the Elf Ancestor, Mike took a small step forward.

This was a small step for Mike, but a giant leap for Thor.

He had officially crossed a boundary, breaking through to Level 990, his power surging once more.

…

He’d once been only a potential Supreme Being who needed to hide in the shadows whenever he ventured into the Abyss.

Now, he was overwhelmingly powerful.

Mike couldn’t summon up much emotion about it. Because right when he completed this breakthrough, the Tower of Truth went into chaos again! A flood of demonic energy burst out, veiling the upper half of the Tower of Truth.

Standing outside the Tower, Mike eyed the turbulent scene without an ounce of surprise.

“Figures. That bastard just can’t keep quiet for two seconds.”

Following a ripple in space, Shadow One appeared beside him on high alert.

Moments later, Maxen arrived as well, eyes fixed on the Supreme Abyssal forming before them.

“Thor, do we need to bail out Apollo?” Maxen asked, tense.

Mike shut his eyes for a second and fell into a dream state. He was so close to the Tower of Truth that his “Wi-Fi signal” was at full strength—perfect for dream communication.

Inside that dream, he saw the little boy and a statue resembling Apollo. Satisfied they were safe, he returned to reality.

“All good,” Mike said casually.

“I just had a cross-world chat with your Second Godfather. He’s real happy with how I’ve been doing lately. Also mentioned that you’ve improved a ton yourself.”

“Oh, and your Second Godfather says he’ll definitely come back within a hundred years, so do what you want with that info.”

During Mike and Maxen’s conversation, Shadow One visibly relaxed. She understood Thor’s mindset: if doom was actually closing in, Thor would be scribbling a final message or piling on buffs right now. Considering he was still cracking jokes, the crisis clearly wasn’t that dire. No big deal! She even had half a mind to touch up her makeup.

More and more powerful fighters showed up and, under Maxen’s guidance, stayed well away from the Tower of Truth, waiting for their chance from a distance.

“It’s coming,” Mike said.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a shaft of dark light shot down from the sky with terrifying force. The demonic energy on the hundredth floor instantly multiplied hundreds of times over!

It felt like some vile, monstrous entity had just taken up residence inside.

Then the same thing happened on the ninety-eighth floor, the ninety-seventh floor…

However, on the ninety-ninth floor, the moment some demonic aura appeared, an onslaught of sword energy from the walls tore it to shreds. That sword energy, after unleashing its power, dimmed noticeably.

Before everyone’s eyes, one floor after another of the Tower of Truth fell under siege.

The aura rolling out of each floor felt as strong as a demon god.

People exchanged alarmed, bewildered looks, unsure what on earth was happening.

Only a handful of top-tier fighters at the very front, those who knew the Supreme Demon God’s methods, had some faint idea of what was really going on.

“This must be…all those powerful beings absorbed by the Supreme Demon God back in the day?” Maxen inhaled sharply, his scalp prickling.

“Have we really cornered him so badly?”

The Supreme Demon God’s heavy-handed move sure made him look desperate. Never in Maxen’s wildest dreams did he expect Thor to back the Supreme Demon God into such a spot.

Could Supreme Demon God actually be on his last legs?!

Maxen’s father—Nathan, humanity’s first Ultimate Lord—had died in the Supreme Abyssal.

According to Maxen’s Second Godfather, Maxen was still nowhere near his father’s might, even if he grew ten thousand times stronger.

Morpheus, Ares, Apollo…

All three of humanity’s Supreme Beings had battled the Supreme Demon God in turn,

And yet the Supreme Demon God had readily survived.

Now, at last, he was panicking!

After three hundred years of butting heads with the humans, the moment Thor reached Level 990, the Supreme Demon God officially freaked out!

A sense of fierce satisfaction rose in Maxen’s heart.

He gave Mike a questioning look, and Mike nodded, confirming his theory.

Indeed, the reality was just as Maxen assumed—except harsher.

The Tower of Truth had one hundred floors; the Supreme Demon God had seized fifty of them.

Each floor had been claimed by a truly formidable being, not some hollow puppet running only on demon energy and raw level.

And because the Supreme Demon God now owned half the tower, those powerhouses essentially held the home-court advantage, which boosted their powers even further!

Kicking them out would be a tremendous ordeal.

Sensing their strength floor by floor,

Maxen said gravely, “So that’s five Supreme Beings, plus forty-five peak Ultimate Lords?!”

If that firepower was stationed in the Tower of Truth…

That would be downright horrifying!

“No…”

Mike shook his head and gave a wry smirk.

“You misread it. That’s forty-nine Supreme Beings…and one Supreme Demon God.”