# 1339
Chapter 1340: The Furious Thunder God
Upon hearing these words, it was as if thunder exploded in Thor's mind!
"...All because of me?" Thor gazed at the chaos below, murmuring to himself, "Because I didn't choose to submit to you... so Asgard was reduced to this模样?"
Crimson insectoid eyes kept erupting across Thor's body surface, his gaze gradually losing focus as he stood motionless like a statue.
"Thor!!"
Seeing Thor's eerie state, the pale-faced Sif gritted her teeth and painfully crushed the insectoid eye on her cheek.
Summoning all her strength, she shouted:
"He's trying to control your mind! Don't be led by him!! Don't listen to the whispers!! Trust your own judgment!!"
These words fell into Thor's ears, and the bewildered eyes finally flickered with a ray of light. He snapped back to awareness and turned to look!
Without anyone noticing, a figure had calmly positioned itself behind Sif.
Sif seemed to sense something, sharply turning her head to meet Odin's deep, profound gaze.
Pfft—!!
A soft sound echoed as Odin's right hand pierced through Sif's chest from behind!
Splashing blood drenched everywhere, the searing drops falling onto Thor's stunned cheek. Covered in blood, Sif's body trembled as she bewilderedly lowered her head...
A wide palm was gripping a beating, crimson heart.
She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, when that hand suddenly clenched. A burst of scarlet instantly stained the sacred, magnificent temple floor...
The light in Sif's eyes swiftly dimmed.
As that arm was withdrawn, her body slumped softly to the ground with a dull thud.
Goddess of Harvest Sif, dead.
Witnessing the entire scene, Thor's pupils constricted sharply!
"Sif!!" Thor roared in fury, the surging thunder nearly lifting the entire temple roof. Those ferocious eyes locked onto Odin as if wanting to tear him to shreds.
"Odin!! You're insane?!! She's my wife!"
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Drops of blood dripped from Odin's fingertips, staining the torn divine robe red. He spoke calmly, "She's fictional, and so are we... When I reach the other side, I'll return a real Sif to you."
Thor crimson eyes bled, completely ignoring what Odin was saying. His form transformed into a thick bolt of lightning, instantly launching toward Odin's face!
A blurred afterimage flashed before Odin, distorting space. The next instant, this lightning was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the temple floor!
Countless stone shards scattered. Thor's disheveled figure tumbled several times across the ground before barely stabilizing.
A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He bellowed, clenched Mjolnir in hand, and launched himself again. But the surging lightning hadn't even touched Odin's body before being smashed into the ground like a ball once more!
Nauseating fleshy tumors burst through Thor's skin, splitting open from their centers with countless crimson worms writhing within. In merely half a minute, Thor had transformed into a crimson monster, horrifying to behold from afar!
Thor took a deep breath, suddenly raising Mjolnir high!
Zap—!
A bolt of lightning cleaved through the thick clouds, crazily pouring into his body. Lightning danced across him, momentarily turning the crimson monster into a charred black silhouette.
The stench-emitting, burned tumors mixed with dead flesh, constantly shedding. He had managed to clear all the contamination on his body surface in a short time, restoring his human outline.
"Stop struggling, Thor." Odin spoke indifferently. "Your soul has been contaminated by ash. No matter how you electrocute your flesh, they will keep growing back.
Open your heart and let the Black Goat's whispers control your spirit and flesh. When everything ends and I reach the other side, I'll return your consciousness...
At that time, I'll give you a truly existing Sif."
"Get lost!!"
Thor bellowed in rage. Countless bolts of lightning converged on his body surface, transforming him into a roaring, humanoid thunder beast. He crashed through the void and flashed before Odin.
Odin's eyes narrowed slightly. His blood-red palm grasped the air, and a spear landed in his grip. Without any flourish, he thrust it toward Thor's Mjolnir!
The Nordic "Supreme" divine weapon, Gungnir.
The spear tip pierced through the surging lightning, easily sinking into the hammer body. Dense cracks spread from their collision point. In merely the blink of an eye, Thor's Mjolnir shattered into countless fragments, shooting out and embedding into the temple walls on all sides!
Thor abruptly froze.
Having shattered Mjolnir, Odin didn't stop there. His wrist flicked, and the spear pierced Thor's shoulder. Carrying his charred body, it transformed into a streak of light and was forcibly pinned onto the remains of the divine throne!!
Web-like cracks疯狂 spread from the throne remains. Thor spat a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale.
He tried using both hands to break free from Gungnir that had pierced his body, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free in the slightest. He was like a heretic nailed to a cross, able only to roar helplessly.
"Before the Black Goat fully assimilates you, you can only watch Asgard's destruction from here..."
Odin gazed at Thor's eyes that burned with hatred, speaking calmly.
As he was about to turn around, a blurred figure flew in from outside the temple!
Terrifying divine power coalesced at the spear tip, instantly shattering the temple roof to pieces. A tall, black-haired figure pierced through Odin's body, crashing through a temple wall and hurtling dozens of kilometers away!
Wind howled fiercely. Odin single-handedly gripped the spear tip that was about to pierce his chest, thrusting with force to send that figure staggering back several steps. Beyond a hole torn in his divine robe over his chest, there wasn't a single other scratch on him.
He gazed at this familiar yet unfamiliar figure before him, speaking with some surprise:
"The 'Present' goddess... Why haven't you been contaminated?"
Before Verdandi could answer, Odin nodded and said, "Of course. Your three sisters never set foot in Asgard, and you don't drink the holy river water either... It seems you three slipped through the net."
Verdandi stared intently at Odin, her right hand twirling the spear into a flower pattern, her killing intent chill to the bone:
"Odin... you beast!"