What He Intended to Move Was the World Itself

The divine kingdom was shaken.

The branches and leaves of the World Tree trembled, as if some overwhelming being was tearing open the shell of rules and probing into this golden divine realm.

Lightning surged forth.

Starlight spreads.

Thor roared and swung his thunder hammer, unleashing waves of lightning that crashed down on Lin Ye.

His power is not ordinary fire, but the primordial law of thunder that permeates the Nine Realms —every bolt of lightning is a roar of divinity, a command he utters to the world.

Thunder is himself.

Lin Ye did not retreat.

He raised his hand, his fingertips slightly hooked, and starlight surged from the depths of the void.

Those lights had no shape, yet they resembled streams composed of cosmic particles, silent, gentle yet cold, as if they did not belong to any realm.

The next moment--

Starlight collided with thunder.

Time seemed to stretch out.

Cracks appeared in the air.

A massive black rift was torn open in the golden sky of the divine realm, revealing the deep void of the universe through the crack. Stars rolled about, like indifferent bystanders, watching this battle between gods.

Boom----!!!

A supernova-like explosion echoed throughout every corner of Asgard.

Countless divine guards were thrown back, their metal armor shattering in mid-air and scattering like stars. The temple pillars collapsed, and the rubble burned in the air, turning to ashes.

Heimdall looked up from a distance.

The Bifrost trembled, and the roots of the World Tree groaned in pain.

"This is... a clash of divine essences," he whispered.

But the battle is not over yet.

--This is just the beginning.

Thor arrived riding on bolts of lightning.

The thunder hammer in his hand seemed to transform into a blue-white star, spinning and unleashing lightning like a dragon, tearing through the air.

"You do not belong to this order!"

He roared.

This is the verdict of war.

The thunder hammer crashed down with the force of a city being destroyed.

Lin Ye raised his hand.

Starlight converged into a spear, solidifying in his palm, like the first ray of order at the birth of the universe.

The two collided again.

This time, several branches of the World Tree broke off and fell into the mortal realm, causing a resonance across all realms.

Thunder tears through the starlight.

Starlight pierced through the lightning.

Every wisp of energy is like a blade, enough to cleave through the soul.

Thor was thrown back several steps, cracks appearing on the golden ground beneath his feet that stretched all the way to the distant palace. Lightning surged around him, and his chest heaved violently.

Lin Ye also stopped, his cloak swaying gently on his shoulders.

His expression remained calm.

It was as if I had just brushed off a speck of dust.

"Thor, your problem is—"

He spoke softly.

"You have never understood 'power'."

Thor roars:

"Power is protection! Protection of the Nine Realms, protection of order! And you—you are blaspheming!"

"Blasphemy?"

Lin Ye smiled.

Starlight swirled in his pupils, like an endless sea of stars:

"When you talk about protecting, you're not protecting ordinary people, you're protecting your monopoly."

"You call yourselves gods, monopolize faith, call spiritual enslavement 'protection,' and deprivation 'order.'"

"Now, when someone breaks the rules, you call it blasphemy."

"This is truly ridiculous."

Thor, enraged, laughed instead.

"Very well, let your power prove your words."

He raised the thunder hammer.

Thunder roared and instantly pierced through the divine realm.

This time, Thor did not suppress his divine nature.

The true power of the Lord of Thunder has descended.

An endless sea of lightning unfolded behind him, like a roaring curtain of thunder, with tens of thousands of thunder dragons surging and howling within it, as if they wanted to devour the entire space.

Each bolt of lightning is a fragment of rules, a thunderous decree from the memories of the Nine Realms.

Thor stepped inside.

His figure gradually blurred, enveloped by lightning.

When he reappeared--

The entire divine kingdom felt a shiver run through it.

That was no longer just Thor.

Instead--

The embodiment of thunder.

"Night!"

He swung his thunder hammer as if to smash through the universe.

"Today, it's either you die, or your divine kingdom is destroyed!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Thunder crashes down from the sea.

The world seemed to be swallowed up by thunder.

Lin Ye did not dodge.

He stretched out his arms, as if embracing the starry sky.

Starlight unfolded behind him, like a vast and boundless star map, with countless star orbits slowly rotating, each trajectory a curve of the laws of the universe.

"Thor."

He said softly.

"You're finally starting to get closer to 'God'."

After saying that--

He took a light step.

A sea of stars poured down.

It wasn't an explosion.

It wasn't an impact.

Instead, it engulfs them.

Just like the universe swallowing light.

The lightning bolt plunged into the sea of stars, but could never escape.

Thor roared, and his hammer unleashed an unprecedented brilliance, tearing the sea of stars apart.

The next moment.

Lin Ye disappeared.

Thor's pupils contracted.

Before they could even react--

A hand rested on his shoulder from behind.

Calm and composed, yet as heavy as a falling star.

"Your strength is too linear."

Lin Ye said softly.

Thor felt his shoulders instantly crushed by the myriad stars, his bones cracking, and he was forced to fall to the ground.

He roared and struggled, and thunder exploded like a storm, attempting to tear apart this oppressive atmosphere.

Lin Ye exerted a little force.

Boom--!!!

Thor was slammed into the golden earth.

The ground was torn like paper.

The entire square collapsed, forming a bottomless pit.

Dust and lightning mingled and rose.

The guardians of the gods were so shaken that they could barely stand, staring in horror at the scene before them.

That wasn't a battle.

That was more like a trial.

But Thor did not fall.

He leaped from the ruins, his body ablaze with lightning and fire, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

He roared:

"I haven't lost yet!!!"

The lightning hammer, with a trajectory that seemed to tear the world apart, struck Lin Ye once more.

At this moment, he was no longer a god.

They are soldiers.

Lin Ye looked at him.

A soft sigh escaped her lips.

Stubbornness is a form of courage.

"That's foolish too."

He raised his left hand.

A star ring appeared in his palm.

That's not a weapon.

That is the core of the law's operation.

One after another, star patterns spread from his palm, continuously being written into the bottom layer of the world like a program.

Thor's lightning struck the star pattern the instant it approached it—

Invalid.

The lightning went out.

The lightning hammer grew heavy.

It was as if it had been stripped of its meaning.

Thor's pupils constricted.

"What did you do?!"

Lin Ye's voice was extremely gentle:

"We're just temporarily removing the definition of 'Thunder' from the world."

"Without definition, there is no power."

Thor's world lost its color at that moment.

He roared fiercely, summoning thunder with all his might—

But Lei Ming never responded.

For the first time, he felt--

I feel like an ordinary person.

Powerless.

Naked.

Insignificant.

Lin Ye extended his fingertip.

Gently touch Thor's brow.

Starlight flows in.

It's not an attack.

Rather, it's spying.

Thor's memories unfold in the starlight.

Childhood.

Sol Palace.

Odin's gaze was filled with majesty and expectation.

"You will become the guardian of the Nine Realms."

"You will inherit the order."

"You are God."

Thor gripped his thunder hammer tightly.

At that moment, he believed.

He turned responsibility into shackles, glory into a burden, and power into the only answer.

Lin Ye said softly:

"You are pitiful."

Thor roared:

"I don't need your pity!"

"Not pity."

Lin Ye shook his head.

"It's just stating the facts."

"You mistake thunder for yourself."

"But the self does not exist."

"You are merely a program designed by Odin."

Thor was stunned.

A burning pain surged in my chest.

He looked up, his eyes filled with anger and rejection.

"I am... it is me!"

"It's not anyone's program!!!"

Lin Ye looked at him quietly.

"That proves it."

He let go.

The Thunder's definition has returned.

The sky exploded again.

Thor paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Thunder is back in his grasp.

He raised the thunder hammer once more.

This time.

It wasn't for Odin.

It's not for the sake of the Nine Realms.

Only--

He himself.

The thunder converges, becoming even purer.

There is no monarchy.

There is no godhood.

Only the soldier's breath and heartbeat remain.

He roared and slammed down.

Lin Ye smiled slightly.

"Very good."

He reached out his hand.

The sea of stars fell again.

The thunder and starlight collided for the third time.

An even more terrifying shockwave swept across the divine realm, and the entire Asgard seemed to sink into the deep sea, groaning under the pressure.

The palace in the distance has collapsed.

The gods fled in panic.

Odin closed his eyes.

A long sigh.

"Is this... the God of the new era...?"

--The battle continues.

Thor fell down several times, and rose again several times.

His body was shattered, his thunder hammer was cracked, and his divine blood was spilled on the golden earth, yet he still roared and swung his thunder.

Lin Ye did not truly inflict serious damage on him.

It's like a mentor testing a student.

But in every contest...

Nightfall won with incredible ease.

That is a kind of

Dimensional dominance.

Finally.

Thor knelt on one knee.

The thunder hammer struck the ground with a dull thud.

He looked up at Lin Ye.

Hoarse voice:

"What exactly are you...?"

Lin Ye lowered his head, his expression indifferent:

I said that.

"I am Night."

"It is the order of the stars."

"It's a new god."

When he said the last sentence, there was not a trace of pride in his tone.

Because the truth needs no pride.

It's just a fact.

Thor remained silent.

The chest heaved violently.

Long time.

He slowly uttered a sentence:

"That--"

What do you want?

Lin Ye raised his head and looked at the branches and leaves of the World Tree in the distance.

He said softly:

"I want to put the concept of 'God' into practice --"

"Redefine."

The golden sky quieted down.

That moment.

All the gods felt a chill.

Because they suddenly realized--

What's truly terrifying isn't power.

Instead--

What he wants to move is the world itself.