The Kraken heard the sound of his bones and muscles tearing, but he still didn't let go.
"If you insist on being brave, don't even think about getting your right hand back," warned the brawny man with flames in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter. I think two hands are a little too many anyway. If I want to kill someone, one fist is enough." The Kraken grinned. As he spoke, his arm was about to reach its breaking point.
A sly look flashed in the Kraken's eyes. He suddenly released his leg that had been stepping on the ground.
Then, he and the hammer collided with the brawny man who had flames in his eyes. At the same time, he had already clenched his left hand into a fist and punched his opponent's chest. He shouted, "Have a taste of my punch!"
There was no doubt that his punch was a clever one. Not only did he use his own strength, but he also caught the force of the hammer flying back to the brawny man's palm.
However, the brawny man with the flames in his eyes didn't dodge at all. Instead, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes. He straightened his chest and took the punch head-on.
The Taboo Chieftain felt like he had punched a concrete wall. No, if it was a concrete wall, it would have collapsed from his punch. But the guy on the other side just shook his body and snorted coldly.
"Did you not eat your fill?"
"Although I don't like to make excuses, I didn't have lunch when you came," said the Kraken.
As soon as his voice trailed off, the brawny man opposite him stretched out his hand.
He grabbed the Gnoll's head with his palm and lifted it up from the ground as if he was carrying a chick.
"Since we're both Old Gods, I wanted to be more polite to you, but your mouth is too annoying. Maybe I should tear it off first."
"Do you need me to remind you, violent-tempered friend? According to the ancient sacred covenant, you can't kill me." Although his head was almost deformed, the Kraken still had a smile on his face.
"Now you remember those oaths. Why did you violate the rules of the organizing committee and leak all the players' information?"
"I am the God of Chaos. Creating chaos is my nature. I can't go against my own nature, just like you can't go against yours."
"You don't understand me at all. How would you know what my nature is?" the man with flames in his eyes said coldly.
"Please, this is the age of the Internet. No matter what you want to know, you just have to search it online," Leader Ma said. "Thank you for the invitation. I'm in the United States, and I just got off the plane. My social circle is too small, so I'll hide first."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Haven't you been on Zhihu? That's how they answer questions. I'm just trying to assimilate into the culture of this land."
Thor, the son of Odin, the most powerful warrior of the Asgard Gods. He possesses terrifying power, and his weapon is Mørnir, a divine artifact forged by the dwarves. By the way, there are a lot of BL's about you and Loki on the Internet. To be fair, some of them are quite good … "Thor paused for a moment before continuing," You are different from a forgotten passerby like me. You are a superstar of this era.
As the Ghoul said this, he felt a pain in his temple. Thor was tightening his grip on his head, and his skull was creaking under the pressure.
"Don't tell me that you really think those bullsh * t oaths can save your life from me?" Thor said with a ferocious look. "Watch your mouth, Seth, before I completely crush your head."
However, when Seth heard this, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were also filled with excitement. "That's right, this is the Thor I know. When you're angry, you don't even recognize your family. You're like a beast locked in a cage. They put a chain around your neck, trying to tame you so that you can be used by them. But deep in your heart, you still retain that wild nature."
"You don't know what you're talking about."
Thor swung his hammer and killed the poor woman nailed to the wall. Her injuries were incurable, and all Thor could do was to free her as soon as possible.
On the other side, Seth, who was being held in Thor's hand, was still talking nonstop. "Ask yourself, are you tired of this game? If I remember correctly, your priesthood also includes war. Don't lie to yourself. You crave blood, and you must be silently reminiscing the days when you fought with the Frost Giants. You miss the slaughter and the wine of Asgard, and even the Final Battle. You waved your hammer, and no one could stop you. Oh, Thor, the bards also wrote countless poems about that battle, praising your heroism."
"Times have changed," Thor said coldly.
"That's right, times have changed. Ever since the organizing committee took power, you can only reminisce about the golden age that belonged to you in your dreams. There's no joy and freedom to fight, only those stupid popcorn movies and comics, and those BL enthusiasts who covet your buttocks and chest muscles. There's not a shred of respect at all."
"If you want to provoke a conflict between me and the organizing committee, save your energy," Thor said. "I really don't like my current life, but no matter what era I'm in, I won't be associated with a stupid Dior like you."
"Unfortunately, sometimes things don't always go as you wish."
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore. Tell me where you hid the Mobile God, and then obediently follow me back to the organizing committee to be judged. Kneel on the ground and beg for everyone's forgiveness. That's the only thing you can do," Thor said sternly.
"You want to know the whereabouts of the Mobile God? No problem. As long as you don't use your hammer, we can fight fair and square. This is too unfair. You have a world-famous artifact in your hand, and I have nothing in my hand."
"You are asking to be humiliated. I can beat you up with my little finger," Thor said. Thor said, "You may have had your own glory, but now you are just a third-rate god that no one knows about. My fame, whether it was more than a thousand years ago or now, has spread throughout the mortal world. You are no match for me even without a hammer."
"Words are useless. You have to try to know." Seth shrugged. "Or are you afraid of my challenge?"
"I am Thor, the son of Odin. I am not afraid of anyone." Thor said word by word, "I can accept your challenge, but after this, you must keep your promise and tell me the whereabouts of the Mobile God. Otherwise, I swear, you don't need to go to the organizing committee. I will crush your head right here."
"It's not worth it to break those ancient vows for me."
Seeing Thor loosen his grip, Seth took two steps back, stretched his wrist and neck, licked his lips, and said, "Come on!"
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