You Were Married Off by Father, and Your Husband's Family Is Wealthy

Boom!!

A pillar of lightning shot from the center of the arena straight into the sky. The unleashed thunder surged and raced, dragging down a swath of dark clouds and staining the entire sky ink-black.

Rumble!!

Rolling thunder swept past, and the sudden flash of lightning stung the eyes.

Russell raised a hand and altered the city's spatial layout, making the nearby arena impossibly distant while keeping it within sight. Everything happening inside remained clearly visible.

Thor had grown much stronger than before. Whether Hela had enraged him, his convictions had driven him, or his battle with Urðr had allowed him to familiarize himself ahead of time with the power of Thor buried deep within him, no one knew.

When wielding Mjolnir, the lightning Thor summoned had changed at its very source, successfully completing a transformation.

He had suddenly figured it out!

It felt as if he had flipped some switch inside himself and achieved what he had once said: he was no longer the God of Hammers.

Of course, figuring it out did not mean he was a match for Hela. Even lightning at maximum output could not harm her.

She possessed astonishing lightning resistance and regenerative speed. Even with Thor performing beyond his limits and continually calling down lightning, he could only slow Hela's advance. Injuring her... was difficult.

For Thor, this was undoubtedly enormous progress. But for Hela, it was a profound humiliation.

Repeatedly driven back by the younger brother she had never thought highly of, the enraged Hela waved both hands. Disregarding the expenditure of magical energy, she summoned black blades from the ground, each one like a sharp mountain peak.

The black peaks drew down the lightning and guided it into the earth, weakening its destructive force.

Thor's control over lightning was far inferior to