Just call me Thor - Chapter 630

Chapter 630: You have a choice
If the Heavenly Realm were considered a ‘living being,’ a conscious entity, what would it want?

The answer was simple: survival.

Mike understood this instinct well.

What had the creation of the Supreme Demon God by this world led to?

If the Supreme Demon God were to fully break free of its shackles, both this world and the Heavenly Realm would be destroyed.

To survive, the Supreme Demon God had to die.

“If we follow this line of reasoning…”

Mike realized something deeply unsettling:

Apollo… is the world source of the Heavenly Realm.

Or rather, he used to be.

Now, the butterfly was the true world source of the Heavenly Realm.

But what did this mean?

The moment the Tower of Truth was created, the instant the Heavenly Realm connected with this world,

The Heavenly Realm’s world source had descended into the Tower of Truth.

Why?

To save itself.

In other words, regardless of whether the third human Supreme Being, Apollo, considered himself human or a butterfly,

The outcome was the same.

The Heavenly Realm’s world source was always destined to fight the Supreme Demon God to the bitter end.

Only by killing the Supreme Demon God could the Heavenly Realm ensure its survival.

As for the fate of this world?

The Heavenly Realm didn’t care.

Mike let out a bitter laugh.

Before, when he didn’t know any of this, he hadn’t thought much about it.

But now, with his perspective elevated, the entire situation took on a completely different tone.

Apollo was connected to the Heavenly Realm.

Mike’s arrival was also tied to Apollo.

This meant that, at some point in this grand game, Apollo might have been a pawn as well.

If that were the case…

Some things started to make sense.

Apollo had never discussed Mike’s origins with him.

Even when Mike brought it up, Apollo had avoided the topic.

Second, after the great battle, Apollo hadn’t left the Supreme Abyssal.

If his goal was to guard the Supreme Abyssal, there were more flexible ways to do so.

He could have retreated temporarily, allowed the butterfly to heal his injuries, and then returned to the Abyssal.

But Apollo hadn’t done that.

He had stayed in the Supreme Abyssal.

To Apollo, this was the best choice—the only choice.

Mike’s eyes narrowed as he realized something:

Could it be that leaving the Supreme Abyssal would put Apollo in danger?

Finally, and most importantly,

Apollo hadn’t given Mike the entirety of the Supreme Mark.

This meant that Mike wasn’t in his fully realized state as a Supreme Being.

What did this signify?

Mike didn’t know.

But Apollo must have had his reasons for doing so.

Mike felt as though he were standing before a maze.

He was so close to the truth, yet unable to grasp it.

The white dove remained silent, leaving Mike to his thoughts.

Ares had already told Mike everything he knew.

The rest was uncertain, even to Ares—it required time to uncover.

After all, Ares suspected that his own existence was also tied to the Heavenly Realm.

The four human Supreme Beings, each with their own mysteries to solve.

Mike exhaled deeply and said with resignation,

“It’s time to see Apollo.”

If he wanted to understand what was really going on, the fastest way was to ask Apollo directly.

Or rather, Apollo might have a way to help Mike figure it out.

As for why Apollo hadn’t told Mike the truth ten years ago,

There could be many reasons.

For one, Mike had been too weak back then.

For another, the time might not have been right.

Apollo himself had his own problems to deal with.

Until he resolved them, he couldn’t do much for Mike.

And there was always the possibility that Apollo didn’t know the answer either.

Whatever the case, visiting Apollo could only help Mike.

Leaving the chamber, Mike glanced at the many dragons in the Forbidden Zone.

“The demon creatures on this floor—you deal with them yourselves.”

Leaving those words behind, Mike turned and left.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to take his golden dragon with him.

Though the corpse had been dead for years,

It had… gained weight.

Yes, the golden dragon’s corpse had grown fatter and heavier.

Mike didn’t know how the Dragon Clan elders had managed to preserve it,

But he didn’t care about the details.

Mike left, and naturally, the Dragon God was taken with him.

There was no room for negotiation on this matter.

Mike hadn’t even considered discussing it.

After leaving the eighty-second floor, Mike didn’t set out immediately.

Instead, he returned to the ninety-ninth floor.

He informed Professor Gregory and the others that he might be gone for a while.

He also took the time to check on his disciple, Light Nine.

Light Nine could now freely enter and exit the Tower of Truth.

His strength had reached a bottleneck—just one step away from becoming an Ultimate Lord.

But Light Nine couldn’t cross that final barrier.

For anyone, that barrier was incredibly difficult to overcome.

Mike had no further advice to offer regarding Light Nine’s training.

As a Supreme Being, Mike could easily help his disciple become an Ultimate Lord with a flick of his finger.

But the cost?

Light Nine’s growth would stop there—he would never progress further.

For someone like Light Nine, such a fate was unacceptable.

The only way forward was for him to break through on his own.

Of course, Mike also instructed Light Nine to guide Maxen whenever he had free time.

In addition to these tasks, Mike made a trip to the sanatorium.

He needed to ensure that the two old men there wouldn’t start fighting in his absence.

If Mike disappeared again, humanity’s top combat forces would at least have some stability.

All they needed to do was hold the line until Ares arrived.

After arranging everything, Mike finally set out on his journey.

He entered the dreamscape, doing what he needed to do as usual.

Then, Mike spoke to the stone statue:

“Third Bro, I’ve got a question.

It’s about what Ares asked me—where I came from.”

The stone statue trembled slightly but didn’t respond.

Mike continued,

“I’m planning to visit the Supreme Abyssal. There are some things that might be better discussed in person.”

Apollo’s calm voice replied,

“Alright.”

The child, now grown into a young man, clapped his hands excitedly when he heard Mike was coming to the Supreme Abyssal.

“Sir, you’re coming?

I’ll help you!”

In the next instant,

Mike left the dreamscape and found himself grabbed by a massive, pitch-black hand.

If Mike wanted to resist, the hand wouldn’t have been able to harm him.

But after thinking it over, he decided this was a faster way to travel.

So he didn’t resist.

Whoosh—

The next second, Mike appeared outside the Supreme Abyssal.

Mike wasted no time.

He adjusted his appearance slightly and called out in a specific direction,

“Bro, do you know where I came from?”

As layers of stone fell away, Apollo’s true form was revealed.

Apollo nodded, then shook his head.

He knew, but not completely.

“He brought you here,” Apollo said.

The “he” Apollo referred to was the world source of the Heavenly Realm—the butterfly.

“It can take you back to your original Earth.”

A butterfly slowly flew out, eventually landing in Mike’s palm.

Apollo glanced at him and said casually,

“You have a choice.”