Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 83 Anger and Hatred
Looking at Thor before him, the serpent could feel the same raging flames and boundless fighting spirit it had felt from this Thor tens of thousands of years ago. The serpent had lost its power. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Thor's warhammer was still mighty, but how could the serpent not understand the difference?

In the past, when this Thor swung his hammer, each strike carried his deep fighting spirit, a fearless will to live or die, undaunted by victory or defeat, and a soaring fighting spirit that only sought to have a worthy opponent. That fighting spirit and fervor were as pure as flawless glass, without any imperfections, the result of his constant tempering after millions of battles with the Frost Giants.

It was this ever-burning fighting spirit and fervent will that made Thor the strongest god among the gods. It was also the reason why the gods could boldly and confidently let Thor guard the west and fight against the powerful frost giants in Jotunheim, believing that not a single frost giant would be allowed to take a single step forward. It was also the reason why those frost giants, who were fearless of death and disrespectful to the gods, would flee in droves as soon as they saw Thor.

Thor's hammer, Frey's sword, and Odin's spear, Spear of the Meteor, are three artifacts forged by dwarves and given to Odin by Loki. They are all known for their invincibility and unparalleled power, and their strength is difficult to rank. However, Thor himself can be called invincible.

But at this moment... that invincible fighting spirit has been extinguished.

"What is this? Does this mean the revenge I've craved for tens of thousands of years is now nothing more than a tiny speck of dust?!"

The roar, filled with fury and violence, trembled with extreme rage, and the thunderous roar made the ears of the Thor in front of him ring.

An unspeakable rage burned within the serpent's body, its pupils gleaming with a chilling dread.

As it could see, what lay before it was nothing more than a tiny speck of dust called "Thor," devoid of its fearless, valiant, and fiery fighting spirit. This speck of dust was utterly unworthy to be its opponent.

What it desires is to devour the god of thunder, who is known as the "strongest," and to make that invincible and fearless god feel powerless and fearful in the face of its naked absolute power. It cannot vent its desire for revenge by crushing a lowly and powerless weakling, nor can it feel the exhilarating feeling after a thorough and satisfying experience.

Its vertical snake eyes were filled with ferocity and rage, and the scales all over its body bulged and burst with anger. A deep sense of loss mixed with an unvented desire for revenge that had been accumulating for tens of thousands of years... All of this made the monster feel an unprecedented rage.

"I've heard that your wife, Sif, is having an affair. Is this what's causing you such distress?!"

The silent Thor appeared unmoved, but his right hand, gripping the hammer, tightened imperceptibly.

The sharp-eyed serpent keenly sensed this, its vertical pupils narrowing slightly, its anger intensifying.

"Thor, you have deeply disappointed me."

With a roar, the colossal creature attacked Thor beneath it once more, its fury raging and unleashing a brutal and savage assault.

However, the forceful collision of an ordinary creature would at most cause the palace to tremble, the beams and pillars to loosen, and a white rainbow to pierce the sun. But the collision of the giant serpent would cause the sky to tilt and the earth to tilt, stars to fall in disarray, as if the world were collapsing.

Faced with the serpent's devastating impact, Thor had nowhere to hide. His right hand, holding the magic hammer, was split open, forcing him to raise his left hand in an attempt to defend himself.

However, it was merely a desperate attempt to resist, as if he were just going through the motions. From the dejected Thor, Orochi could not sense any vigorous, unyielding fighting spirit, any sense of recklessness even in the face of death. All he seemed to be doing was wielding his hammer to save his own life. It was indeed a battle, but it was nothing more than a battle...

Upon realizing the giant snake, he became even angrier.

Its attacks grew faster and faster with its rage, faster than lightning, faster than light, and the entire human world was almost completely shattered in the face of its overwhelming brute force.

"Thor, your weakness has disappointed me to the extreme! Just for a mere reptile! Just for those petty emotions between reptiles! You've become so despondent!!!!!"

With the serpent's furious roar, the ravaged earth shattered in an instant before the increasingly rapid attacks. Many of the giants and gods who were fighting died directly from the aftershocks of the serpent's offensive, just like ants being trampled to death during a battle between giants.

It is simply too powerful. Ordinary gods are no different from ants in front of the giant serpent and can be easily destroyed. There are probably almost no beings in the entire universe that can be its enemy.

"Where is your power! Where is your lightning! Why has it vanished?! I have endured for tens of thousands of years, what was it all for?! Was it just to fight a weak reptile?!?"

The serpent's angry roars grew faster and faster until finally, it rammed Thor into the sky.

Thor, wielding his hammer and struggling to hold on, was no longer able to withstand the power of the giant serpent and was blasted directly into the sky. However...

In the middle of the ocean, a colossal serpent tail, larger than mountains and larger than land, suddenly rose from the turbulent waves and slammed Thor, the God of Thunder, from the sky onto the ground.

"boom!!!"

Under the bombardment of that overwhelming force, the figure wielding the warhammer was transformed into a fiery meteor, crashing heavily into the depths of the earth amidst a deafening roar, never to be heard again.

Looking down at the bottomless pit before it, the serpent's pupils showed no satisfaction from revenge, only deep disappointment and gloom. Even in the end, it hadn't used half its strength, yet the battle was over, like a punch delivered with all its might only to land on empty air—a truly unbearable feeling.

Is it too powerful?

No, I should say... the opponent was too weak.

The opponent was so weak that it didn't even have the appetite to eat it; instead, it felt a deep anger and didn't want to look at it anymore.

It ignored the Thor, because the tiny speck of dust was unworthy to speak to it or to receive its attention.

"Sif, is it... that woman, who dared to interfere with my revenge that I've waited tens of thousands of years for... unforgivable! Those gods! All life! Everything! The entire universe should be buried alive with me, Jormungandr's wrath!!!"

The giant serpent roared in fury, and all sorts of dark and negative human emotions flooded into its pupils, making its eyes look increasingly crazed and distorted. Clearly, its emotions were very unstable. The blood sacrifices made to it had not been entirely without influence. When the giant serpent felt angry and dissatisfied, it would appear increasingly crazed and irrational.

The giant serpent was aware of all of this, yet it indulged in it all, because it desperately needed something to vent its negative and violent emotions. Or rather, the predicament of being unable to rise above its circumstances for tens of thousands of years had driven this inherently violent serpent to the brink of madness. At this moment, its mind was filled only with endless desires for destruction and annihilation.

Whether it's devouring the gods or destroying the universe, it doesn't matter! It needs to vent! It needs to release the resentment that has been suppressed in its heart for thousands of years!!!

Just then, two urgent shouts came from afar.

"Father!!"

Manny, the god of strength, and Modi, the god of courage, the two children of Thor, are galloping from afar on their warhorses. These two gods have also inherited their father's great power. At this moment, they are fighting against the frost giants. Seeing their father in danger, they cannot hold back and rush to try to rescue him.

However, what awaited them was a vast, dark abyss...

Manny, the god of strength, is dead.

Mordi, the god of courage, died.

……

After swallowing the two reckless and young gods, the serpent, still unable to vent its violent rage, raised its head and roared.

"Roar!!!!!"

Mixed with the deep hatred that the giant serpent could not vent and the resentment accumulated over tens of thousands of years, its roar that resounded through the clouds stirred up storms and lightning in the sky, making the world even more turbulent and unsettled.

Just then, the giant snake suddenly sensed an invisible warning coming from beneath it, and it instinctively tried to turn its head slightly.

"Bang!!!"

Amidst a deafening roar, countless bolts of lightning, imbued with boundless power and deep rage, slammed into the giant serpent. Amidst shattered scales and splattering blood mist, the colossal serpent that had entwined the entire world was stunned and disoriented by this sudden attack.

Beneath him, Thor's furious roar reached the serpent's ears.

"Scum! How dare you..."

The serpent, somewhat dazed by the sudden heavy blow, shook its head and looked at the furious giant beneath it, whose entire body was enveloped in lightning. It looked at the eyes shrouded in darkness and rage fueled by the pain of losing its child. Looking at its "long-lost" nemesis, the serpent laughed instead of being angry.

"Thor, we've finally met again!!!"

A deep laugh echoed across the land, and the only response to the serpent was the massive magic hammer that swung down with all its might once more.

"boom!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)