Just call me Thor

Chapter 415: Joseph's secret weapon



It was a complete and utter curb-stomp.

Only a select few were qualified to witness this battle.

Under equal conditions, Little Calderon (Ace) didn't stand a chance. He was completely dominated by Thor from start to finish.

Soon, Thor leaped into the air and slammed his hammer onto the ground. With a surge of lightning, Ace was sent flying.

The spectators whispered amongst themselves, "In terms of pure combat power, Thor should already be at the Lord tier."

"Lord? You're underestimating Thor, aren't you?"

"It's amazing how Thor has reached such a high level of strength in such a short time since awakening his talent..."

"Thor is my idol, I wanna have his babies..."

"I wanna be Thor's son..."

The crowd didn't discuss the battle for too long. Mainly because of the entry restrictions, the number of spectators was limited. More importantly, both Ace and Thor were clearly holding back their trump cards.

In the end, the Guardian Shadow won the Chief tier tournament with a score of 4:1.

At this point in the tournament, the Guardian Shadow had dominated the Soldier, General, and Chief tiers, accumulating a 46% profit share.

There were still two matches left: the Lord tier and the Ultimate Lord tier.

Based on this calculation, the Guardian Shadow had already secured victory in the tournament.

"The Lord tier battle is about to begin!"

For confidentiality reasons, apart from the participants and the mysterious Ultimate Lord presiding over the tournament, everyone else was forbidden from watching.

The tournament grounds instantly became deserted.

The Nightmare corps' lineup: Maxen, Shadow One, Shadow Two (Bad Woman), Shadow Three, and Joseph.

The Guardian Shadow's lineup: Shadow Ninety-Nine, Shadow Thirteen, Shadow Two (Bad Man), Shadow Four, and Thor.

Of course, Joseph didn't know he was facing Thor. The battle list he received stated that his opponent was Shadow Ten.

"Let's not waste time, let's begin."

The Ultimate Lord presiding over the tournament was short, with a head full of white hair. Beside this Ultimate Lord stood a young man in black. He was specially allowed to enter, the only spectator of these five tournament matches - Ace.

As the Ultimate Lord set up the tournament grounds, he looked at Ace and said respectfully, "Master."

"Get lost, I'm not your master." Ace snorted coldly, not accepting the sentiment.

The Ultimate Lord didn't say anything more. Little Calderon and Calderon were actually quite similar, they both loved to trash-talk.

In the first ring match, Maxen stood opposite a trembling shadow.

The little girl with dark circles under her eyes said dejectedly, "If I had known my opponent was you, I wouldn't have participated no matter what."

"But you're already here," Maxen shrugged.

"Can I surrender?"

"Nope."

"Oh no..." Shadow Ninety-Nine was on the verge of tears. She had thought that her match would be the fastest to decide. Never did she expect that someone would be even faster than Maxen!

On the third tournament ground, Level 1 Bad Man versus level 989 Bad Woman.

Bad Woman, at full strength, sneered, "You little shit, I'm gonna kick your ass today!"

Bad Man ignored Bad Woman's threat. "What's the point? Fourth Bro will teach me how to be

a human, and then I'll be more human than you, and I'll be the one who survives in the end!"

"Bullshit! I'm the one who will survive in the end!"

Bad Woman and Bad Man started fighting, but first, they had an argument. After the argument, Bad Woman felt that verbal violence wasn't enough, she needed to take some real action.

Level 989 versus level 1, how could she lose?

Even a potential Supreme Being, at level 1, wouldn't stand a chance against a level 989 Bad Woman! That's what Bad Woman thought.

Bad Man, standing opposite her, was wearing casual clothes, his hands in his pockets, looking extremely relaxed. He didn't even take her, a level 989 expert, seriously!

In an instant, shadows enveloped the entire tournament ground, the battlefield created by the Ultimate Lord began to shake violently, as if it couldn't hold up!

Bad Woman was getting serious! She was going to use this opportunity to teach this damn man a lesson!

Facing the terrifying, oppressive, and suffocating shadows, Bad Man remained calm.

"Honey-"His effeminate voice echoed in the shadows, sending shivers down everyone's spines.

Bad Man smiled coldly and asked kindly, "Tell me..."

The moment she heard these words, Bad Woman's pupils constricted, countless shadows rushed forward, trying to tear Bad Man's mouth apart.

But it was too late! Bad Man had already spoken the last few words.

"Do you have nightmares?"

"Waa-"A strong man's cry echoed throughout the tournament grounds.

The shadows retreated, Bad Woman felt weak all over, collapsed to the ground, and burst inton/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

tears.

"Waaah—" A beautiful woman, but her voice sounded like a man's, coupled with her unique rough voice, the scene was incredibly bizarre.

Bad Man walked into the battlefield, squatted down, and comforted Bad Woman.

"Don't cry. It's just a nightmare. We're still alive, alive and well. Don't you remember, that person promised us..."

This match, Bad Man won!

A moment later, Bad Woman, recovering from the nightmare, wiped her snot on Bad Man's pants and asked between sobs, "Can you help me pay last month's credit card bill?"

"Then you might as well die!"

Bad Man defeated Bad Woman.

Shadow Ninety-Nine looked away, and then a white light flashed. She was instantly killed.

It was like a dream, she didn't dare to move even after waking up for a long time. Maxen did not deliberately bully her. No matter how he fought, the result would be the same for him. This way, Shadow Ninety-Nine didn't suffer any pain or fear. "Yawn-" Shadow Ninety-Nine, with dark circles under her eyes, wandered outside the tournament grounds. Since she was already here, she might as well watch how the others

fought.

The tournament between Shadow One and Shadow Thirteen was more like a playful spar.

Shadow One was a stunning woman, she pointed at Violet, occasionally giving her some pointers. Violet's potential and strength were top-notch, and her power was rapidly

increasing.

Compared to them, the battle between Shadow Three and Shadow Four was much more

boring.

Shadow Four took out a book, and with each page he turned, he unleashed a powerful forbidden spell, causing the entire tournament ground to shake violently.

He was the strongest human expert in the Guardian Shadow. A certain Supreme Being had once commented that if Shadow Four didn't die, he had the potential to reach Ultimate Lord. Facing the fierce onslaught, Shadow Three's response was simple: slap it away. No matter what kind of attack came his way, Shadow Three would casually swat it away. Shadow Three hadn't ended the battle yet because he was waiting. He had to wait for the others to decide the outcome before he could decide how to win his own match. After all, this tournament would be recorded in history as an important event in human

history!

If the Guardian Shadow suffered a crushing defeat, Shadow Nine would definitely hold them accountable when he returned. And as 'traitors', Shadow One, Shadow Two, and Shadow Three would definitely face consequences.

Shadow Ninety-Nine yawned and walked to the last tournament ground, only to freeze in her

tracks.

"Huh, why is it pitch black here?" In front of her was a thick black fog, she couldn't see

anything.

Maxen, who was following behind her, explained, "Joseph requested it, he's got a secret weapon he's been working on, and he wants to keep it under wraps."

"Oh." The little girl replied, then she suddenly thought of something and turned around to

ask, "Do you think I can beat Joseph?"

Maxen: ??? Come on, you're only level 900, wanting to compete with a level 980 Joseph was a bit much!

There was a eighty-level difference!

Maxen said tentatively, "You could probably beat, like, 0.04% of Joseph?"

Using Joseph as a unit of combat power, this was the first time Maxen had done this.

"That little?" The little girl was clearly disappointed. Although there was only an 80-level difference between her and Joseph, she could only beat 0.04% of him, was the gap really that

big?

Maxen comforted her, "Don't worry, when you reach level 980, you'll be able to beat Joseph."

"Really?!"

"Really." Maxen nodded confidently, "If you can't beat him, I'll just kick his ass for you first."

Shadow Ninety-Nine: "..."