Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Thor's pupils contracted sharply. His full-force hammer strike, after colliding with the psionic palm, actually forced him to retreat, leaving two long trails on the arena with each step.

Moreover, his Mjolnir has fought countless battles, except for those against the primordial gods and Zeus, but none of those battles have been able to bring out its true form or activate it.

They have always been able to sweep away the enemy forces in just one stage.

But now, Thor's hammer in his hand was actually awakened by this psionic slap, yawning and still on high alert.

Even Thor himself had never seen the second phase of Mjolnir before. Compared to the first phase, the second phase of Mjolnir was far more powerful.

Even so, after that attack, he had a deep-seated premonition... Even with the strongest second-stage artifact in his hand, he would never be a match for this golden, armored giant!

"Boy!"

Upon seeing this, all the other gods' expressions changed, filled with shock and anger.

All the gods know how incredibly powerful Thor is. His strength is unparalleled, and his position is undoubtedly unshakeable. Although he is still far from Zeus, he can certainly be considered to be in the strongest tier below Zeus, on par with Buddha Shakyamuni.

Even stronger than Buddha!

While it's true that some people can fight Thor, it's unheard of forcing him to retreat in terms of strength or being at a disadvantage in terms of power.

"How dare you show such contempt for the gods! Everyone attack together! I refuse to believe that even if he is stronger than Thor, he can still gain the upper hand if we all gang up on him. We can kill him without even Zeus!"

The majesty of the gods was blatantly challenged.

Before this, all the words and attitudes of the golden giant could be interpreted as "a frog in a well who does not understand the big picture, does not know the power of the gods, and will be immediately suppressed as long as the gods take action, knowing that humans can never resist or disobey the gods."

Now, at this moment when Thor's attack was clearly and fiercely suppressed, the gods couldn't help but start to panic.

If the golden-armored giant is not killed on the spot, where is the majesty of the gods?

It's unclear which god was the first to shout, but almost all the gods immediately became agitated and were about to rise up and attack. Shiva, one of the three Hindu gods, was particularly eager to be the first to charge.

But before they could all rush out, and before the humans who witnessed this scene could panic.

"stop!"

Stop! Stop! Stop!

He spoke only one sentence, but the sound echoed three times before Zeus, the king of the gods, spoke again.

His calm rebuke froze the gods who were about to charge forward, and they turned to look at the god among gods in disbelief.

Has Zeus changed his nature, remaining completely unperturbed by such provocative arrogance, and even refusing to fight this madman?

Fortunately, this is clearly not the case.

Before everyone's eyes, Zeus, stroking his long white beard, smiled with an ominous murderous intent in his eyes. He walked very slowly, step by step, leisurely sitting down from his throne.

The route forward was clearly meant to enter the arena, to get there, to stand there, and face the arrogant golden-armored giant.

"To fight without even knowing your opponent's name is incredibly rude, isn't it? Heh, it's been so long, I can't even remember how long it's been."

"How many years has it been? After my power reached its peak and was at its strongest, whether it was frost giants, monsters, demons, evil spirits, ordinary gods, other supreme gods, or any primordial gods."

“Everyone has been left far behind me, and no one can threaten me or make me feel any sense of crisis.”

"Hehe... Although Thor, Shakyamuni, Hades and the others can give me a warm-up and a serious fight, once I get serious, I don't want to stop at all. It would be bad if I accidentally killed them, so I can't fight them anymore."

"After all these years, I thought that the Ragnarok Online game created by that little girl Brunhilde was just a predictable little game that had been going on for seven million years. I never expected that someone like you would suddenly appear out of nowhere."

"This has kept me waiting for quite a while, haha!"

War maniac!

No.

It's not that I'm a war maniac, but simply that I've been bored for far too long, and invincible for far too long, which has made my hands itchy. It's been far too long since I've been able to fight a battle that I can truly enjoy.

Zeus, the only god of gods present with sufficient power, clearly sensed that he could not be certain that he could defeat this mysteriously appeared golden-armored giant.

More than being provoked, more than the majesty and dignity of the gods, what he cares about now is that after so many years, a strong person worthy of him has finally appeared!

"Strong one, ignore those noises. This is your stage and mine. Since you've chosen to step forward, you must have been prepared to be beaten to death by me, right? How wonderful. I wish you were more resilient, that you could survive my beatings, and that I could enjoy myself a second and a third time."

Before the battle even began, Zeus was already fantasizing about it.

As he spoke, he entered the arena with a cheerful smile.

Thor, forced back by the psionic slap, looked resentful, but he knew it was his own fault; he was already certain he couldn't defeat this golden-armored giant.

In this situation, Zeus's appearance can be described as a vicious humiliation of him, completely disregarding him.

However, even though they were humiliating him severely, there was nothing they could do.

Who told Thor, in a one-on-one situation, to be a weak and powerless being, a powerless thunderbolt, whether compared to the golden giant or Zeus, the king of the gods!

He really wants to regain his home ground and reclaim his sovereignty.

Unfortunately, the auras of the two strongest beings, though invisible to mortals, were already fiercely clashing together, making it difficult for him to participate.

“It would be a real shame to kill someone as strong as you in an informal setting. Let me tell you the truth in a formal way.”

Zeus, the king of the gods, was all smiles, his eyes narrowed as he spoke as he slowly advanced until he was only about thirty-three meters away from the unknown golden-armored giant.

At this distance, he was almost unable to contain himself, and out of what he thought was goodwill, he smiled and said:

"For seven million years, I have had no rivals. Since I have no rivals, there is naturally no enemy. No one with sufficient ability has appeared, and nothing has the qualifications to become my enemy."

"Therefore, you should be grateful, strong one, for standing before you now is the god of gods, the king of gods, the supreme among the supreme gods, and the unparalleled crown is in my hands, the ultimate invincibility."

"I am Zeus, the king of the gods, incomparably powerful, and from that power comes loneliness. Now, you are the one who has taught me a passion that has not been felt for seven million years!"

"Now, strong one, before I kill you, state your name. You should feel honored. I will remember your name and probably never forget it. Even seven million years from now, I will still remember that I once had an opponent like you!"

Filled with murderous intent and fighting spirit, Zeus, the king of the gods, began to materialize and manifest his divine power as he spoke!

However, faced with the respect he showed and the challenge he offered, and the opportunity to reveal his name, she was deeply moved.

The golden-armored giant before him was indifferent, aloof, extremely disdainful, and utterly disgusted, staring at him with a deep, unsettling gaze and a furrowed brow.

That wasn't a disdain for Zeus's power as the king of the gods, but rather a clear sense of disdain and disgust for another aspect of him, as well as a desire to kill him.

Although it was extremely inexplicable and incomprehensible to everyone, it was the truth that Zeus, the king of the gods, could conceive of after eliminating all other possibilities.

It seems that what this golden-armored giant, this opponent, this enemy despises and loathes is actually Zeus's non-human identity and bloodline as a member of the divine race!

Humans despise God, despise God's identity and bloodline?

This is an emotion that even the most rebellious humans have never experienced in the past seven million years.

Such an absurd thing has now actually happened to this golden-armored giant!

Who I am is not important; whether you want to know who I am is also not important.

Finally, this five-meter-tall golden-armored giant, filled with disdain and disgust, once again spoke in his characteristically arrogant mode, his voice echoing throughout the entire arena:

"I don't need to state my name. All you need to know is that I am a human being, and that humans are superior to all your so-called gods and deities."

"Being human is a privilege, all glory belongs to humanity, all greatness belongs to the human race, and humanity is greater than everything else."

"Human beings are the most powerful, the greatest, the most important, the most incomparable, and the most unparalleled. If you say you can't find an opponent, then your eyes have been blind for seven million years, because you can't see that invincible beings have long existed!"

The golden-armored giant, who was five meters tall, disdained to reveal his name to Zeus, the king of the gods, who was also a threat to him in terms of power!

Such an attitude, such arrogance, instantly restored all the backbone that people had lost after seeing Zeus, the king of the gods, fall from grace, and even left some behind.

Such an attitude was intolerable even to Zeus, the king of the gods who had always longed for a rival. His smiling face vanished abruptly, his lips turned into a straight line, and he stared at the golden-armored giant with murderous intent.

"Refuse to give your name? Do you think you can get away with it by refusing? What God wants to know, everything will be as I wish!"

Zeus clenched his left fist and slammed it into the air. The next second, a mirror artifact was produced.

That was none other than a divine artifact forged from the condensed remains of at least several deceased primordial gods, possessing the ability to discern true names and past histories.

Now, this super-primordial god-level detection artifact is shining directly and brightly down on the golden-armored giant in front of it!

Volume 1: 54. This is a collection of myths, an embodiment of history!

54. This is a collection of myths, an embodiment of history!

The artifact, surpassing even the primordial gods, shone down upon the magnificent, five-meter-tall golden giant, gleaming with golden light.

The next second, the power of the artifact was activated and shone brilliantly. The entire mirror seemed to be magnified in an instant, enveloping all the humans and gods present, in the arena and in the audience, and pulling them all into the world inside the mirror.

But this doesn't seem to be the world in the mirror, but rather a fictional, temporary, and non-permanent small alien space simulated by the mirror.

Here, everything around is a hazy gray, there is nothing there, and people are somewhat unable to control themselves. Even the gods, except for those of the level of Thor, Buddha, or Hades, are unable to move.

Before the true name of the person being compared is revealed, the power of the artifact will suppress everything. Even the god-king Zeus or the five-meter-tall golden-armored giant would have better stop, otherwise they will be attacked and suffer backlash.

"Let me see where you came from, where you've been lurking, what power you've found that has allowed you to hone such strength and become my enemy. What is your name? Let me see!"

Zeus, the king of the gods with white robes and a white beard, laughed heartily. So far, he had not failed to obtain anything he wanted to do or any information he desired.

It was just a fleeting moment.

Knowing these things is very simple and will happen quickly. The artifact will swiftly determine the name and list the birthplace of the mysterious golden giant before them, as well as the location and event that had the greatest impact on his life.

Then the fighting began.

Yes, it will happen soon.

soon.

Zeus, the king of the gods, thought this.

Immediately, the scenery in this hazy space began to change. The space was fictional and did not actually exist, but it looked lifelike. Moreover, the scene was so large that all the humans and gods present could clearly see it.

It was a wild child dressed in primitive animal skin.

He was so primitive, so wild.

They only had simple animal skins to cover themselves, and they didn't know what silk or weaving was; they only had simple communication like primitive savages, and they didn't yet have a written system that could be called a language; they only knew how to go into caves to keep warm, and they didn't even know how to make fire by rubbing sticks together.

Barefoot, without any unusual or special strength, although not physically weak, he was only considered healthy and strong among ordinary humans.

He lacked wisdom that transcended his time, strength that surpassed ordinary people, and innate knowledge.

He lived a life of hardship, day after day, in a primitive tribe, following his father and other tribesmen.

When the sun is scorching, the tribe will migrate to places with lakes or relatively cool places, even if many people cannot keep up and are abandoned during the migration; when the cold winter comes, the caves are filled with straw, but even so, every day some people will fall asleep and never wake up again.

When torrential rains and floods strike, everyone has to climb high mountains, making it impossible to hunt or find any food, leaving them hungry and starving.

When wild beasts attack, there are always members of the tribe who are devoured and dragged into the darkness, never to be seen again.