Just call me Thor Chapter 295: He was going to carry his coffin and slay a dem



The way this move ca about was quite intricate. Mike had previously asked Cedric Blackwell a question.

"In 0.5 seconds, how far can you take ?"

Cedric Blackwell replied, "I can show you the entire starry sea."

And then, Cedric Blackwell took Mike on that journey.

Star Pluck!

Mike's move was different from the sneak attack Calderon had anticipated. He first released Star Pluck at his original location, leaving a set of coordinates.

Within 0.5 seconds, Cedric Blackwell took Mike across the entire starry sea. When the ti was up, Mike ended Star Pluck and returned to his original spot!

Then, using the Thunderclap Hamr, he unleashed his most powerful move-Wind's Reach!

Thanks to Star Pluck, Thor appeared beside Calderon in an instant, catching him completely off guard!

"Wind's Reach!"

The Thunderclap Hamr inherently ignored armor, and Wind's Reach calculated damage based on distance, combined with Mike's use of Void Tremor and Tear Wound. This ti, there was no way Calderon could survive!

In the life-or-death mont, Calderon roared, his hands becoming a blur as he reached forward.

Clang-

The massive impact echoed through the heavens and earth. Calderon had caught the Thunderclap Hamr with his bare hands!

The Thunderclap Hamr, coming from the starry sea and Mike's ultimate move, was firmly held by Calderon. In the carefully laid trap by Mike, Calderon didn't just sit and wait; he even turned the tables.

Having caught the Thunderclap Hamr, Calderon was ready to launch his counterattack! Or so he thought.

But the Mike standing before him showed no surprise at all. His expression was calm, even slightly apologetic.

After the previous two battles, Calderon was too familiar with Thor's combat style. Once Thor made a move, whether successful or not, he would quickly leave the scene. Since Thor stayed in place and showed such an expression, it ant...

I lost.

A look of realization crossed Calderon's face as he glanced down. A sword ford of lightning had pierced through his chest from behind, its tip dripping with blood.

Mirror Shadow!

This was Thor's true killing move!

While Mike traveled the starry sea with Cedric Blackwell, his shadow wandered in the void in the opposite direction!

When Mike unleashed his strongest attack, his shadow launched an assault from the other direction!

Due to the overwhelming power of the Thunderclap Hamr, Calderon had focused all his attention on the frontal attack. His attention was completely diverted, allowing Mike to stab him from behind with a lightning-ford sword!

Blood trickled from his mouth as Calderon turned to look at Little Nine, forcing a gentle smile.

He had spent too long in the coffin; today, he smiled more than ever before. He could finally do what he had wanted to do for over two hundred and seventy years.

"Take care."

With that, Calderon felt life slipping away as he looked at Thor, who had killed him with lightning.

"You potential Supre Beings... not a good person one among you..."

He sighed, shaking his head. "Can't you let win just once?"

Another loss.

Calderon had fought Morpheus and lost.

Fought Ares and lost again.

He had only t Apollo once. Apollo had asked him a question, and Calderon knew he had lost.

Fought Thor and lost all three rounds.

Defeated ti and again, yet he kept fighting. The frustration in his heart grew heavier. Today, he had to kill a demon god to vent his anger!

Mike put away the Thunderclap Hamr and bowed slightly.

"In these three rounds, it wasn't all your losses; it should be considered mutual victories."

"You kid, you hit harder than anyone and speak more nicely than anyone," Calderon sneered. "Afraid I'll take my anger out on you when I'm dying?"

Mike replied seriously, "You're not that kind of person, and neither am I."

Calderon laughed it off. He had said all he needed to say. As he was dying, Calderon suddenly opened his eyes, as if in a final burst of energy.

"By the way, Shadow Nine lied to you about two things."

Mike's expression tightened, and he pulled out the source of life, rushing forward with the best life-saving dicine. "You must finish your words before you die!"

Before Mike could administer the life-saving dicine, Calderon uttered his last word, "Stone..."

The rest was inaudible to Mike. Calderon's false body lted away like ice eting fire. "Shadow Nine!" Mike growled, "What do you an by this?"

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Shadow Nine, sheathing his blade, said nonchalantly. "Don't think you can accuse of slashing Calderon to death. We've known each other for years; our bond is deep!"

Clearly, Calderon knew Shadow Nine's character well. He knew that if he tried to expose Shadow Nine's lies, Shadow Nine would imdiately act and cleanly eliminate his false body! That's why Calderon saved this for last. But he still couldn't escape Shadow Nine's blade.

With the death of his last residual will, half of Calderon's plan was complete.

Mike was now curious about one thing: how Calderon planned to enter the abyss.

Logically, a strong entrance required a grand presence and a cool pose! Calderon, being a top- tier strongman, naturally had to make a grand entrance.

But he had been hiding in a coffin for over two hundred years, with no ti to plan such things. What was he going to do?

As Mike pondered, a black light shot up from the Forest of Truth, heading straight for the

Tower of Truth!

"What is this?!"

Mike squinted, recognizing the object within the black light.

A black coffin!

Could it be...

A sense of foreboding washed over Mike. The black coffin headed straight for the 95th floor, hovering in the air, silently waiting for its master.

Laughter echoed from within the Tower of Truth. Laughter, loud and wild, filled the air!

This hearty laughter spread across the Forest of Truth and even further. At this mont, all human warriors above the rank of Chief could hear this familiar yet strange laughter. So had heard this laughter on the battlefield, where its owner charged like a mad beast, fearless and self-sacrificing.

So had heard this laughter in recordings, where its owner was gentle and scholarly, offering guidance and answering questions.

So had heard this laughter outside a coffin, where an old man wept upon hearing of a

potential Supre Being's birth...

For hundreds of years, he had plotted this revenge, never forgetting it even in his half-mad

state!

Finally, the mont had co!

At this mont, all of Calderon's emotions were condensed into this laughter!

As the laughter spread across the Earth, a gaunt old man leaped out of the Tower of Truth,

stretching his limbs.

Mike looked up, seeing the old man dressed simply, not tall in stature but exuding an

overwhelming aura!

Mike couldn't help but feel admiration.

Today, Calderon broke out of the 95th floor, seeing the light of day once more!

He was going to... carry his coffin and slay a demon god!