The Mortal Who Defeated Thor!

This time, however, the direction of his attack changed. What had been a horizontal slash became a diagonal one. As the two weapons met, King's Sword exerted force sideways, knocking Mjolnir off course while sliding down along the handle toward Thor's gripping hand!

Thor's expression changed. It was too late to alter his move. He could either rely on his absurdly resilient Asgardian physique and take Chen Mo's King's Sword with his palm, or let go!

Looking at the shallow yet highly visible sword marks across the scaled armor on his arm, Thor did not have the courage to test whether his palm could withstand King's Sword. After a moment's choice, he reluctantly released the hammer's handle and swiftly pulled his hand back.

Freed from Thor's grasp, Mjolnir followed the trajectory Chen Mo had already deflected and crashed heavily into the ground behind him, blasting out another deep crater. Thor, deprived of his weapon, stood where he was, staring blankly at his empty right hand.

He had been defeated!

Defeated by a mortal!

He had even been forced to let go of Mjolnir!

What shocked him most was that, without Mjolnir, he no longer even had the courage to fight!

Facing Chen Mo, who held King's Sword, Thor clearly felt the helplessness in his heart. It was a feeling he had never experienced before!

That feeling filled him with profound despair!

Not because of Chen Mo, but because of himself!

For the first time, he discovered just how weak he was without Mjolnir. For Thor, who had always been full of confidence in his own strength, it felt as though his beliefs were collapsing!

"Are you the God of Hammers? Can you not fight without Mjolnir?"

Just as Thor's thoughts descended into chaos, Chen Mo's deep, imposing voice suddenly sounded