Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

China and the Soviet Union never considered this point.

But here, he inevitably finds himself thinking about these things.

He reacted physically, faster than his mind could process.

He might be seriously injured, or even perish, but he didn't know, and he didn't care.

Once a demon makes a decision, it no longer considers the consequences.

He can handle it.

At the critical moment, the current from the Sino-Soviet connection spread into the clouds overhead, and a thick bolt of lightning suddenly struck down, piercing straight into his body.

At that very moment, within a fraction of a second, the Destroyer's beam struck the Sino-Soviet Union.

The earth roared, but the Chinese and Soviet Union were not defeated.

He was crackling with electricity, and Thor could only see his back.

"A madman?" Thor murmured, staring at the scene. "Your power... has returned?"

China and the Soviet Union actually managed to withstand the Destroyer's attack.

"No." The voice from Zhong Su ahead inexplicably carried a hint of electronic music.

His movements suddenly stiffened, and he slowly turned his head.

In Saul's eyes, Zhong Su was covered in black soot and had his hair standing on end; he looked like he was in a very bad state.

“I cannot fully bear this power right now.” He raised his hand, arcs of electricity crackling in his palm, and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

“But it seems I can borrow a small amount of power through this method.”

Even his voice seemed to be electrified.

Thor could sense that the current Sino-Soviet conflict was much stronger than when it broke out in the underground black market.

Seeing that its energy attack was ineffective, the Destroyer closed its head and charged towards them.

"Get behind me," Zhong Su shouted as he walked toward the Destroyer.

He and the Destroyer met in the middle of the street. Zhong Su's body was wrapped in dense electric current, and he punched the Destroyer's body again and again.

But it still carries a sense of indifference.

This ultimate weapon possesses immense power even in close combat.

China and the Soviet Union were both withdrawing.

His body kept falling backward until he was sent flying by a punch from the Destroyer.

The two countries were thoroughly enraged and unleashed their full power of electricity, continuing to strike the sky.

Driven by his power, the lightning, which resembled a dragon soaring through the thick clouds, seemed to have found its direction.

Another bolt of lightning struck.

Suddenly, a blinding light appeared, and the Chinese and Soviet Union were enveloped by the lightning falling from the sky, trembling all over and suffering unbearable pain.

"You madman, you'll get electrocuted!" Thor shouted anxiously.

Zhongsu opened his mouth, and a wisp of black smoke drifted out: "I need power, though not much, but this can give me a little power."

He resonated with the thunder, and although this method was indeed brutal and extremely harmful to himself, it did give him a bit of power.

The lightning crackling around him was more abundant and thicker.

In the realm of the gods, Loki watched this scene in silence.

After being struck by the second lightning bolt, China and the Soviet Union continued their battle against the Destroyer.

Within seconds, he was blasted away again.

So he began to summon a third bolt of lightning, and after a deafening roar, the third bolt of lightning descended.

Zhong Su trembled all over, enduring the power that had originally been like sweet dew to him, but now caused him immense pain.

Thor gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and said, "Madman! You really are a madman!"

He had never seen such a wild method before, which would inflict a hundred wounds on the enemy but a thousand wounds on himself. Thor even suspected that if a few more attacks came from the Sino-Soviet Union, he would be the first to be electrocuted.

"Fine," he roared, "Give me some!"

"I only have a little bit of myself!" After being struck by lightning three times, Zhong Su could no longer contain his temper and roared.

"I don't care, give me some too!"

Chapter 422 Power Bank

Thor didn't care about anything else and just reached out to ask for it.

"Hurry up, hurry up, give it to me on the hour!"

It wasn't simply a desire for power; what he feared more was the sudden death of Zhong Su on the spot.

However, now that they have seen the power of thunder, and remembering the humiliation they felt just now, how could the two former masters of thunder not be tempted?

Thor thought to himself and started using his clever brain again.

He shouted at Zhongsu, "In your current state, fighting while enduring lightning, you can't unleash your full strength. Why don't you give it to me and let me go!"

What he said made some sense, and Zhong and Su listened attentively, nodding in agreement.

But he didn't stop, as if he was waiting for something.

As soon as Saul saw the subtle look in his eyes, he knew what the Sino-Soviet Union was thinking.

He paused, then called out to Zhong Su, "Please... uh, Master..."

Satisfaction immediately appeared on Zhong and Su's faces.

He collided with the Destroyer and then landed back behind Thor.

"I'm not sure if my power can be shared with you, or if I can share it with you; otherwise, it's just a simple lightning strike," Zhong Su said hesitantly.

He was indeed somewhat tired and not suitable for combat at the moment.

"I don't care about anything else, all I want to do right now is beat this guy up!" Thor pleaded.

China and the Soviet Union finally agreed.

He stood not far behind Thor, arms outstretched, looking up at the sky.

The electric currents emanating from his body, those silvery-white arcs, stood upright, calling out to the sky.

Immediately, the fourth lightning strike came and landed directly on Zhong Su.

He suppressed his discomfort and raised his hand toward Thor in front of him.

A bolt of lightning, less powerful than the heavenly thunder, shot from Zhong Su's body toward Thor and poured directly into his body.

With a snap, the lightning struck, and Thor stretched his body excitedly.

At that moment, he could feel himself filled with power.

The Thunder, transformed through Sino-Soviet relations, was pure and gentle, and he was fully able to accept and utilize this power.

"It really works!" Thor was overjoyed, but still didn't forget to shout to the Chinese and Soviet troops behind him, "Thanks, brother..."

After letting out a low growl, he generated electricity from his feet and charged towards the Destroyer with his fists clenched.

Without Mjolnir, his fighting style now looks more like that of a street thug.

Thor must gradually adapt to this situation.

Lightning crackled around his fists as he leaped up, landing directly on the Destroyer's back. He furiously pounded down with both fists, one on each side, using the power that the Soviet Union had bestowed upon him.

At this very moment, China and the Soviet Union in the rear were enduring considerable suffering.

His current physical strength and power are far too extreme to withstand the bombardment of heavenly lightning.

It wasn't just a mismatch in strength; the disparity was too great. More importantly, he had to overcome his own inner demons.

They cast aside the pain of being struck by lightning, disregarded the disparity between their past and present, endured the lightning strikes, and willingly gave their strength to support another person in their fight.

On the battlefield, China, the Soviet Union, and Soltsky.

These two, one a demon of thunder and the other a god of thunder, were originally incredibly powerful, godlike figures.

Especially in the Sino-Soviet Union, he possessed everything to match Thunder, whether it was strength or an arrogant and unruly heart.

But at this moment, China and the Soviet Union, without complaint, became power banks for another guy who was good at using thunderous power.

This is a real power bank.

He tried his best to absorb the power of thunder, transforming it through his own relatively weak power, and then passing that power on to Thor.

Between them, a thin, silvery-white line connects them; it is a line of endless electric current, and also the energy line through which China and the Soviet Union transmit power to Sol.

On the Destroyer's back, Thor straightened his upper body, raised his fists high, and slammed them down.

Lightning crackled all over the Destroyer's body as it uncontrollably bent over, like a crawling old man.

The dense, pulsating lightning was gradually destroying the Uru metal on the body of the Destroyer. Even though the process was so weak, it was far more effective than what the Warriors Three and Sif's group had done earlier.

"Haha! I'll kill you all!" Thor cheered, riding on the Destroyer's back.

The next second, the Destroyer shuddered violently.

Its body began to twist, these bodies constructed of Uru metal moving with a strange rhythm, and in the blink of an eye, it changed its direction.

Thor, who had been riding on its back, was now staring at him.

The Destroyer reached out and grabbed Thor's arm.

It lifted Thor high, spun him wildly, and hurled him into the air. Then its head opened, and the scorching energy surge was ready once again.

With a deafening roar, Thor, who was thrown into the air, inevitably took a combo from the Destroyer.

He was hit by the energy beam and flew uncontrollably to the opposite corner of the street.

It was at this moment that the Chinese and Soviet Union let out a low growl.

The fifth bolt of lightning struck suddenly, and his body was almost on the verge of kneeling down, struggling to hold on.

"Ah—" Zhong Su roared, throwing all the power he had received and transformed at Thor.

In an instant, the line connecting them suddenly became much thicker.

Thor's body, suspended in mid-air, unleashed hundreds of bolts of lightning, which forcefully pulled him back into the air, leaving him suspended.

Thor knew perfectly well who was helping him.

He glanced at China and the Soviet Union, pursed his lips, and landed steadily on the ground.

He walked toward the Destroyer again.

"I may have lost my hammer, but I still have my fists; I may have left Asgard, but my honor remains..."

“Exiled by my father, yet I always seem to encounter some extraordinary beings, like thunder, which is pulsating within my body!”

Thor pointed a finger at the Destroyer, or perhaps at someone behind the Destroyer.

"I will tear you apart, I swear."

"You think you can defeat the ultimate weapon of the gods with your current strength? Hah, wishful thinking!" Loki scoffed from Asgard, the realm of the gods.

His angry gaze fell on Saul and Zhong Su.

This was something he had never anticipated. The guys he had looked down on not long ago had now joined forces and were able to temporarily halt the Destroyer's advance.

"Whether I can win or not, so what?" Thor's fists gradually closed and clenched. He didn't look back, but he knew what was behind him.

Something inexplicable, invisible, yet heavy, pressed down on his shoulders.

China and the Soviet Union were desperately providing him with support from behind.

He seemed to be beginning to understand something called responsibility.

"So this is what it feels like?" Thor murmured.

Chapter 423: Replacement!

In the middle of the street, two bodies, one large and one small, collided violently.