A Draw Is a Draw-Kill Me If You Can

Leaving aside the fact that Caesar Zhi Ge's fiancée had caught him living off someone else's money because he was broke...

The earth-shaking thunderstorm just now

had turned the sky into a sea of lightning, with endless bolts about to sweep across the land.

Several Grand Archmages had stepped in and created a battlefield tens of thousands of meters wide, with no intention of letting the two return to the ground and keep wrecking things.

If that lightning had struck the ground, Caesar's Palace would have vanished, and innocent bystanders and nearby buildings would have suffered too.

For now, William and Thor had completely separated.

Their last exchange had been an exercise in mutual destruction. William's HP had plunged to 20%, activating the "Undying" effect of his Undying Relentlessness talent: his HP recovery speed increased by 500% for 30 seconds.

Thor had seen William on the verge of death and was about to pin him down and give him a proper beating. Then he watched William's injuries heal at a frantic pace.

"You're this hard to deal with? Are you a Half-Elf or a Half-Demon?" The Thunder God was baffled, but what he saw gave him no reason to hold back.

He wanted to find out whether this man deserved to wield his left and right hands—and what had earned him the Goddess of Magic's approval.

Damn it.

I'm not having it.

Just as William drew his bow to try fighting at range,

Thor smiled at the Prince. "You want to fight at range? I can do that too."

He closed his right hand lightly.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning seemed to descend from beyond the world.

As the dazzling Thunder Light struck the top of Thor's head,

a two-meter-long Lightning Spear appeared in his hand, blazing with electricity.

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