Chapter 231: Blade of the Dark Empire, Don

These monsters are extremely weak; in the face of his Thor's power, they are like crawling insects, and even some weapons on Earth should be able to deal with them.

"Alright! These little guys really pose no threat to you, but they're just the lowest‑level trash fodder."

"The commanders of those ancient gods, after staying long in that place, these dark void lives appear around them; they are merely the lowest‑grade cannon fodder." The blue dragon maiden looked at Thor and said.

"This guy's strength is truly formidable; that thunderous power seems not to be magic‑produced, but his own innate power."

"Well done, warrior; your strength exceeds my imagination."

At that moment, the ghost of Emperor Saurfang suddenly appeared beside the two, startling both god and dragon.

"Emperor Saurfang, you've come too!" Talryeksa looked surprised at the ghost following the two, never expecting Emperor Saurfang to join them.

"I want to witness that monster's demise with my own eyes! You may not know how long we've waited for this day; those Tyr's guards once protected this place."

I couldn't find warriors to help, but you, warrior, your thunder that fell from the sky has finally brought this thousand‑year‑sealed tomb back to the world.

"Haha! I am Odin's son, Thor." Thor excitedly swung his hammer, and countless dark creatures turned to ash under the thunder.

"?? Wait, you just said you're Odin's son."

"You couldn't be referring to the chief guardian, could you? Odin is still sealed in Valhalla! This guardian isn't friendly to their dragon clan; back then Tyr and the other guardians proposed giving them the power of the Titan Five‑Colored Dragon Legion, and only Odin opposed it."

"But as far as he knows, the Titan guardians' bodies are made of rock and steel, so they shouldn't have offspring; of course, they could be adoptive sons or daughters, like Odin and Hela."

"That's right, my father is called Odin, but not the Odin of your world; there was indeed a misunderstanding before, and this time I also have a goal: to meet this world's Odin." Thor said.

Sharing the same name as his father, Thor is very curious about him, and hearing that he also has an adoptive daughter named Hela! That matches his own sister.

I wonder if there isn't also a son called Thor, or a son called Loki! In another world, at this moment the dragon and ghost present interpreted Thor's words as referring to other planets, just like the world of Draenor.

"How did you come to our world?" Talryeksa asked.

"Our race has encountered some crisis and wants to relocate; my good friend Luode suggested we move to his world to reside."

"But their world is threatened by the void, so I came to see what these voids are really like."

"If the void threat isn't great, then I and my father will lead the people of Asgard to this world, jointly resisting the void forces and protecting your world." Thor outlined his goal roughly.

Besides investigating void power and assessing their combat strength, his mission this time is also to meet the so‑called guardian Odin and another Hela.

"Alright! So you're demigod allies summoned here; our world actually welcomes outsiders."

"As long as outsiders harbor no hostility and are willing to help us protect this world together." The blue dragon maiden nodded, agreeing with Thor's statement.

"Their power doesn't look evil; if they're willing to stand up against the void forces, they'd be the best ally."

"It seems the great Azure Dragon Demigod has always been worried about Azeroth, and somehow managed to find such a powerful ally."

"I don't know whether they want to join the Horde, the Alliance, or become a neutral organization."

While they were talking, they arrived at a great hall where black, massive tentacles were waving all around.

"That monster, that monster is about to wake; we must act quickly—your thunder strike just now should have broken this tomb's seal." Emperor Saurfang said.

"Don't worry! Let them vanish before Thor's thunder!"

Thor's Mjölnir hammer traced a perfect arc in the air, emanating thunderous power, circled the burial chamber once, and obliterated all the black tentacles in the hall.

Just as Thor was feeling pleased, a gate of the tomb suddenly opened, revealing a creature over six meters tall, covered in disgusting tentacles, like an octopus.

"Careful, they are the Faceless Ones, creations of the ancient gods—I didn't expect them to appear here." Emperor Saurfang immediately warned.

"The Faceless Ones are the top‑tier beings crafted by the ancient gods; I never imagined this tomb sealing Zaka'zak would contain such a thing."

"It is said each Faceless commander possesses world‑destroying power; they are the ancient gods' great generals, fully capable of matching Titan creations."

"Turn to ash before Mjölnir's thunder!" Thor didn't care what kind of Faceless commander it was; as long as the enemy fell, it was fine. Moreover, their grotesque appearance and the dark power within made Thor feel a twinge of discomfort.

Thus he struck without mercy; the massive Faceless general, before Thor's power, turned to ash in an instant.

Before Thor, it couldn't even withstand a few seconds.

"This is an unstoppable force; you are truly an extraordinarily powerful warrior!" Emperor Saurfang praised Thor's might beside him.

"His strength surpasses everything I encountered in life; with him, we will surely annihilate that ancient god's minion."

Hearing Saurfang's praise, Thor smiled, wearing an extremely proud expression; for some reason, in front of a beautiful female, he also wanted to show off.

"Let's keep moving forward!"

At this point he ought to be more mature and steady; Thor strode ahead, bringing a dragon and a ghost deeper into Tyr's tomb.

In the hall of the burial chamber, a silver‑white hammer hovered at the center, radiating a profoundly mysterious power that kept surrounding darkness at bay.

"Good heavens! I didn't expect it to actually exist—the Silver Hand! Tyr's guardian's weapon, guarding Tyr's warhammer." The blue dragon maiden showed a look of reverence.

"For this righteous guardian, the Five‑Colored Dragon Legion holds great respect; back then Tyr proposed infusing them with Titan power."

"This is Tyr's weapon, the Silver Hand Warhammer; when I first saw it, I actually wanted to take it away as a symbol of our human empire." Emperor Saurfang looked at the Silver Hand Warhammer with a complex expression.

"Back then he ignored the Tyr guards' advice, forcibly entering this tomb with his troops and court mages, all to obtain the Silver Hand Warhammer, that legendary weapon."

"But he didn't expect the dark creatures inside to be outrageously strong; his whole unit was wiped out, he even paid with his life, merely managing to seal that monster."

"Warrior! Do you want this weapon? You're worthy of it." Emperor Saurfang looked at Thor, believing only such a mighty warrior deserved to inherit this sacred hammer, and though Thor also wields a hammer, his is just a bit smaller.

"No, I don't need it; I have Mjölnir, and that's enough." Thor immediately shook his head, feeling his own Thor's hammer was also indignant.

"My master has me, and that's enough!" Mjölnir's voice rang out; the hammer flew before Emperor Saurfang's ghost, displaying a furious expression.

"You old fool, don't you know my Thor's hammer Mjölnir has already awakened self‑awareness?"

"If Thor uses another weapon, I'll get jealous and angry."

"Hahaha! What a temperamental weapon—if that's the case, then forget it; it seems this legendary weapon has no affinity with you, and I originally planned to give you my side‑sword."

"Warrior, the Slaughterer is indeed a tremendously powerful weapon." Said the soul of Emperor Saurfang.

"Such a mighty warrior ought to be qualified to inherit his own weapon, yet he doesn't even fancy the little‑eye weapon, let alone mine—'I'm here to eradicate dark creatures, not to seek relics; let's go, keep moving forward.' As a prince of the Asgardian divine clan."

"I possess dwarven‑crafted divine artifacts—would I covet these things?"

"Exactly! We're here to kill enemies, not to look for weapons." Mjölnir said.

The party once again advanced deeper into the underground, encountering several more Faceless assaults, though these Faceless commanders.

To mortal eyes they are immensely powerful and terrifyingly extreme, but before Thor they are merely oversized fodder.

A group finally arrived before a massive cavern, from within which a powerful dark aura emanated; a terrifying creature tens of meters tall lay there.

A golden greatsword was plunged into his chest; it was the personal sword of the first human emperor, Suolading the Great, named Slayer of Warriors Stodakem.

It was precisely because of the dark aura emanating from his body that the darkness within this tomb gave rise; over several thousand years, weak dark creatures evolved into Faceless commanders.

"Just being sealed here, unintentionally emitting this dark aura, has caused such a result; if he were alive, how powerful would he be!" Taileigousa exclaimed with admiration.

Back then, Tir gave his life to annihilate this monster for their world.

"Warrior! Go! Draw my companion sword out, then completely destroy this monster." Suolading the Great looked at Thor, giving a firm nod.

"Wait! Don't delude yourselves; the servants of the Old Gods are mine, and we will resurrect the Old Gods' servants."

Just then, a voice came from behind the two, and a group of members clad in robes of the Twilight Cult arrived here.

After Tyr's tomb was blasted open, the Twilight Cult members who had been loitering nearby, always wanting to enter this tomb, also came down the passage opened by Thor.

One of them held a peculiarly shaped weapon in hand, resembling a short dagger yet also a short sword.

"They are the Twilight Cult members I mentioned; I never expected them to come here." Longlong meizi said.

"That is to say, they're all cult members, right? Then let's deal with them first."

The Twilight Cult members began to unleash terrifying shadow magic.

Mind Shock, Shadow Word: Pain! Shadow Word: Death! Shadow Bolt, Shadow Strike.

However, mental-type attacks, with their strength, still couldn't affect Thor.

And this evil shadow power, the moment it touched Thor, was shattered by his mighty thunderous power.

"Feel my wrath of thunder!"

Thor raised Mjölnir high, infused his mighty thunderous power into his war hammer, then brought it down hard.

The ground immediately burst with a deep blue lightning.

These dozen or so Twilight Cult members were instantly blown to pieces by Thor's power.

A certain chief shadow priest, Xien, also met his end with no place to bury; his black dagger fell to the ground and then hovered in midair.

"That is! The Blade of the Dark Empire? Is it really that legendary weapon?"

As a member of the Five-Colored Dragon Legion, the Blue Dragon Maiden instantly recognized the weapon before her.

"Oh! What a bunch of idiots, finally dead; even if they obtained me, they would never dare to use my power, for they know the price and consequences."

"But you're different; your strength astonishes me; together we can accomplish great things."

A remarkably alluring female voice emanated from the Blade of the Dark Empire.

"Stay away from my master, you pathetic dark creature." Thor's hammer immediately became dissatisfied, and another junk weapon tried to entice its master.

This is already the third one, damn it!

"Heh heh! A hammer endowed with some soul energy; its forging method is quite unique, and the material is not bad either."

"However, if your master were to possess me, our combination would be even stronger." Salasita said.

This hammer's quality seems not much inferior to mine! Moreover, it's only fitting that such a mighty being should wield a mighty weapon.

I must surely tempt him.

At that moment, in the gloomy city, Luode, who was just about to set off for the pirate world, also let out a helpless sigh; he too sensed a tremendous dark power, right in the Tirisfal Forest.

"I'll go handle some things; later we'll cross the Dark Gate."

(End of chapter)