Just call me Thor - Chapter 627

Chapter 627: Humanity is under my protection now
“Where did you come from?”

When Ares asked this question, Mike fell silent.

It wasn’t that he was trying to hide the truth—he was just lost in thought.

“I… don’t know the truth,” Mike admitted honestly.

“Even though I have some guesses, I can’t say them here… This is something I might need to ask Apollo about.”

Mike’s transmigration was undoubtedly unusual.

But what exactly was wrong with it? Mike still had no clue.

Ares, having finished speaking, continued polishing his armor.

Meanwhile, Mike sat outside the River of Time, chatting with Ares as if they were having a casual conversation.

He knew that Ares couldn’t actually hear him.

The real Ares was still in the Heavenly Realm.

But Mike found this one-sided conversation oddly comforting.

He talked about Cedric and Calderon’s current situations, praised Maxen’s growth and progress, and shared some of the latest happenings.

When he ran out of small talk, Mike shifted the topic to the Supreme Demon God.

But these were just passing remarks.

He patted his chest confidently and declared,

“Don’t worry, I’m the Supreme Being now—I can handle everything!”

The white-haired swordsman, however, simply sat there, polishing his heavy armor.

He couldn’t hear Mike.

He was just a scene in the River of Time, nothing more.

After circling around various topics, Mike finally returned to the main subject.

“No matter what’s behind all this—fate, the Heavenly Realm, or this world itself…”

He paused, leaving the rest unsaid.

Mike didn’t like making bold declarations.

He preferred to let his actions speak for themselves.

Even if the master of the Heavenly Realm descended, Mike would dare to fight them, to kill them.

He was ready to stand against the world itself.

But Mike wasn’t overly concerned.

He was at peace with himself.

“I’ve thought it through. I’ll do everything I can, everything I should…

And if I fail,” Mike said with a faint smile,

“Then so be it. Death is all there is.”

What was there to fear?

Mike no longer feared death.

He had feared it before because the weight of responsibility on his shoulders had been too great.

If Mike died, the sacrifices and efforts of the previous Supreme Beings would have been in vain.

That was why he couldn’t afford to die.

But now, only the most powerful beings in existence could threaten him.

If Mike were to die in battle, he believed his death would have meaning.

And that was enough.

Though he was still under thirty,

Mike found it unsurprising that he had reached such a state of mind.

It was as if every day he lived was a bonus.

In any case, the Mike of today was completely different from the Mike of ten years ago.

“I think that’s enough talking for now.”

Mike stood up and reiterated,

“Humanity is under my protection now. You don’t need to worry—just do whatever you want to do.”

With that, Mike asked the white horse to take him back.

The white horse nodded, pawed at the ground with its hind hooves, and the scenery around Mike began to blur as he returned to reality.

But this time, the white horse didn’t leave with Mike.

It stayed behind.

At the same time, the white-haired swordsman stood up.

His silver hair turned black, and the sword energy radiating from his body surged wildly.

He casually stepped out of the River of Time.

Ares stretched lazily and said with a hint of amusement,

“That kid’s made some progress.”

What Mike had seen wasn’t a historical scene at all!

It was Ares himself, hiding in the River of Time, conversing with Mike across the ages!

The white horse suddenly spoke,

“What are your odds against Thor?”

“Hard to say,” Ares replied after some thought.

“In a fair fight, I’d only have a 49.99% chance of winning.”

The white horse: …

“And in a fight to the death?”

Hearing this, Ares shook his head.

“That’d drop to about 1.01%.”

…

After saying goodbye to the white horse, Mike returned to reality.

The white dog opened its mouth to say something, but Mike cut it off.

“Don’t talk.”

After leaving the River of Time, Mike took a few deep breaths to calm himself.

The white dog looked confused.

Wasn’t it just a chat with Ares?

Why was Mike so tense?

Mike quickly regained his composure.

“That wasn’t a historical scene in the River of Time…”

Mike sighed, a bit exasperated.

“It was Ares himself.”

Mike didn’t know why Ares had done this.

But since Ares had chosen to act this way, Mike decided to let it be.

Seeing that Ares was alive and well gave Mike some peace of mind.

It didn’t matter if Ares wasn’t ready to return yet.

Mike wasn’t at level 1000 yet, but he could become a Supreme Being at any time.

And Nathan, though slowly recovering, would eventually be resurrected.

Once Ares returned, the final battle would begin.

The Supreme Demon God would launch a desperate counterattack, trying to kill Apollo, Ares, or Thor, destroy the Tower of Truth, and annihilate the world.

If the Supreme Demon God truly did this, the retaliation and subsequent offensive from the others would be something it couldn’t withstand.

But if it didn’t act, the Supreme Demon God was doomed.

If Ares, Morpheus, and Thor joined forces…

They might even destroy the entire universe.

The Supreme Demon God was desperate.

Ares’s absence gave it a sliver of hope, preventing it from dragging everyone into destruction.

Humanity was gambling.

The Supreme Demon God was gambling too.

As for the questions Ares had raised, Mike didn’t have answers yet.

But he knew who to ask.

This was likely tied to Apollo.

Still, Mike wasn’t sure if the answer he’d get would be the one he wanted.

“Let’s take it one step at a time,” Mike muttered, setting the matter aside for now.

For the moment, his priority was to quell the unrest in the Tower of Truth and restore things to how they were.

—

On the fiftieth floor,

Shadow One stood before a Truth Core crystal, visibly nervous.

“It’s starting,” she said softly.

“Don’t be nervous. The odds of success are pretty high,” Mike said calmly.

“I checked for you—the success rate is over 15%.”

Shadow One: ???

Fifteen percent?

You call that a high success rate?

Mike chuckled but didn’t elaborate.

With him around, even a 0.1% chance would be enough to succeed.

That’s how powerful a Supreme Being was.

Although the success rate was only 15%, the process went surprisingly smoothly.

Shadow One began merging with the Truth Core crystal’s shadow, while the original Tower Spirit gradually relinquished control of the Tower.

Shadow One slowly took over the Truth Core crystal…

But at the critical moment of the transfer, the Tower of Truth began to shake violently.

The shadow within the Truth Core crystal was also disrupted.

The Supreme Demon God was interfering again.

This was the most likely point for things to go wrong.

Mike frowned slightly and stomped his foot.

BOOM!

A terrifying bolt of lightning descended from the sky, piercing through the Tower of Truth’s barriers and striking the Supreme Abyssal directly!

The entire Abyss was instantly filled with lightning.

“Behave yourself.”

Thor’s cold voice echoed above the Supreme Abyssal.

“Don’t make me come down there.”