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[To Perish Together]

"Boom!"

The wind gathered dark clouds, and silver-white lightning tore through the sky, cloaking Thor like the robe of a shining king. The Eternal Spear sparked an endless rainbow of light, and Thor's eyes gleamed with electricity.

"Ahhhhh!" Thor roared, leaping up and stabbing at the head of the giant serpent!

In an instant, the world lost its color. The gorgeous light drowned everything, illuminating even the dark clouds. Odin closed his eyes subconsciously. This dazzling feeling he had not experienced in thousands of years, and it was a rare occasion to see it on his son.

"Thor..."

The battle only lasted a moment. Thor, like a shining comet, thrust half of the Eternal Spear into the head of the serpent Cul!

"Roar-!!" The giant serpent let out an earth-shattering roar. Immediately, dark green fear energy shot out from his massive head, like blood spurting from a ruptured artery or magma erupting from a volcanic crater, uncontrollably straight into the sky.

The green energy burst out like a dam breaking, blasting Thor into the sky and, at the same time, tearing apart Cul's gigantic body with the tip of the Eternal Spear as the center!

Cracks instantly covered the serpent's body.

"No——!!" Cul let out a painful and unwilling howl before collapsing into destruction, his enormous body disintegrating.

The aftermath of the destruction completely leveled Washington, transforming it from a ruin into a plain. Thankfully , the pladins and other heroes had evacuated civilians as god fought.Thor fell from the sky. Odin, enduring his injury, flew up, caught his son, and asked in a trembling voice, "How are you? Thor?"

"Father..." Thor's eyes were slack, his voice so weak it was almost peaceful. "Thunder is flowing in my veins... I finally proved myself..."

As his voice trailed off, the last small arc on his body extinguished quietly, and he fell silent. Odin held his son's body in his arms, screamed to the sky in grief, and burst into tears.

After a moment, Forseti and Loki approached, supporting each other. Their encounter in the serpent's belly had clearly taken a toll, leaving them looking quite battered. Fortunately, Forseti still had a few Holy Shield spells, saving their lives at the critical moment.

"Forseti!" Odin suddenly remembered something in his grief and asked urgently, "Can you save Thor, just like when you saved Loki?"

"Thor..." Forseti walked over, seeing Thor motionless in Odin's arms, and then looked at Steve beside him.

"Thor and Cul perished together... I have just tried it, but the healing spell is useless to him. His soul has been extinguished," Steve Rogers said sadly, shaking his head.

Odin asked hopefully again, "Thor must be resurrected too, right?"

Forseti was silent for a moment. "I can't guarantee it, and..."

"No matter what the consequences are, I can accept them... Let Thor come back, even at the cost of my life." Odin looked like a helpless old man, completely overwhelmed by the pain of losing his son.

Indeed, this was the case. He had been dying for a long time, and now, seriously injured, his life was nearing its end. Odin's only wish at the moment was Thor's resurrection. Everything else, including his life, was secondary.

"Let me try." Forseti nodded, then leaned down and put his hand on Thor's forehead. After a while, his expression softened.

Fortunately, according to the judgment of the Sanctuary, Hellscream's Soul Mark could be used on Thor. With this, he could bring Thor back to the world of the living.

"Can you?" Odin asked cautiously.

"Yes," Forseti said. "Thor will undergo some changes after the rebirth, but there is no doubt that he will still be the most fearless warrior."

Odin wept with joy.

Forseti began the resurrection process, applying Grom Hellscream's soul mark on Thor and unleashing Lay on Hands. After the dazzling holy light flashed, thunder and blood flowed again in Thor's body.

"Crack!" Several arcs jumped on Thor's skin, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

"I'm..." Like other resurrected people, Thor looked blankly at himself and his excited, tearful father. Loki smiled, "Before you asked me how it feels to come back from the dead, and now I think you understand, brother."

Only then did Thor react and look at Forseti. "You resurrected me?"

"Yes, Thor." Forseti patted him on the shoulder. "Get used to your second life."

Of course, before that, they still had a lot to do.

Although Cul died, the Earth was also destroyed. Not to mention Washington, which was razed to the ground, the world of the entire Earth was affected. What's more serious was that Cul's fear and divine power radiated through the Nine Realms, creating unprecedented panic, and many places were plunged into chaos and turmoil.

Heimdallr glanced at the Earth and saw countless crimes, riots, and even wars, describing a state of chaos. The restoration and stabilization of order were urgent. In addition, another Worthy who survived had escaped without a trace. Although they might not be able to cause major problems, they were still a threat worthy of attention.

People began to clean up the mess, and the paladins, who were treating the wounded, were especially busy.

Thor squatted silently in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the silver metal shards on the ground, which were the remnants of Mjölnir. Mjölnir, which had accompanied him for hundreds of years, had left him forever. Thor felt as if he had lost a close comrade in arms.

"Son, I understand this feeling." Odin sat beside him, looking much better after receiving treatment, and sighed. "I also lost the Eternal Spear."

"...But don't worry. I will reforge a better weapon for you. As long as we are here, anything can be reforged." He added, "So when I decided to destroy Asgard, it was just a location. Our people are still here."

Thor listened but hesitated to speak. Odin frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Father, I..." Thor hesitated. "I want to change my weapon. I mean, I don't want to use a warhammer."

"Then what do you want to use?"

"Stormbreaker." Thor blurted out, showing a preference for battleaxes, then asked, "Father, I remember you mentioned a stormbreaker before, made of World Tree branches and Uru. I think it fits perfectly."

"It was your grandfather's weapon," Odin said slowly, recalling something from the past. "The stormbreaker has been broken, but if I remember correctly, Nidavellir still has its mold."