Asgard.
From atop the Black Stone Throne, Thor's gaze crossed the Nine Realms and fell upon the distant wasteland.
A battle was underway there.
One side was Christian God's Angel Legion. The distance was too great, and the magical disturbances were too violent; even with the Eye of Horus, he could not make out the details of the battle. He could only vaguely sense that at least a dozen Archangels at the True God level and at least four Seraphs at the God King level had joined the fight.
That was a force capable of contending against all of Asgard.
The other side, however, consisted of only one god.
What shocked him even more was that the god who appeared to be at an absolute disadvantage was actually slaughtering enemies in every direction.
"—Three, four, five—"
By the tenth breath after the battle began, the auras of five Archangels had vanished.
Immediately afterward, a Seraph's aura weakened, as though he had suffered grievous injuries.
"—Six—seven—"
"—Eight—
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The eighth Archangel had fallen, but to Thor's relief, the terrifying pace of slaughter finally slowed.
The Angel Legion began fighting with all their strength as well. The Seraphs' surging holy energy was like a vast ocean, and blazing pillars of light tore through the earth and sky.
Even without the Eye of Horus, many gods in Asgard could see the violent flashes in the distance, like falling stars, as well as the tremors that traveled across tens of millions of miles.
Who was that?
Surrounded and attacked by a legion of four Seraphs and more than a dozen Archangels, he could still kill in return. Even Zeus at his peak—or Thor himself—probably could not have achieved such a feat.
If such a god became an enemy—
Power. I must possess greater power!