If Dago was an obscure, tight-lipped nobody, then Thor was a wildly popular superstar.
For many races in the Milky Way, the name Asgard was no stranger.
It was a powerful civilization that had once swept across the universe through sheer military might.
And as the crown prince, Thor himself carried an air of legend.
More importantly, many spectators present had personally watched Thor fight in Sakaar's arena.
On Sakaar, Thor had fought his way to the championship throne.
He was savage, powerful, and utterly destructive.
His fighting style was beloved by gamblers.
At that moment, the odds shifted dramatically, and massive amounts of interstellar credits were frantically placed on Thor.
Thor greatly enjoyed this feeling of All Eyes on Me.
He raised Stormbreaker, spun it twice before him, and pointed it directly at Dago.
"Asgardians never fear any challenge."
"No matter who you are, today you'll become another loser beneath my thunder!"
The Grandmaster watched the two men, their swords practically drawn, and laughed excitedly.
"Both contestants are in position! Now, let's see what kind of interesting battlefield the audience has chosen for you!"
A huge holographic counter spun wildly in midair.
Finally, accompanied by the sound of voting being locked in, the Grandmaster loudly announced:
"Terrain confirmed! Starshatter Core: Molten Inferno!"
The instant his words fell, the arena completed its transformation.
Thor and Dago found themselves on a planet on the verge of collapse.
Beneath their feet, scorching lava roiled and roared. Countless massive dark-red rocks floated across the lava lake like isolated islands.
The air was thick with the pungent stench of sulfur and a terrifying heat that could dry an ordinary person to a crisp in an instant.
The lava erupted from time to time, shooting pillars of fire hundreds of meters high.
"A friendly reminder,