"Thunder is not only violence—it is also vitality and judgment."
Lucci's voice, like a morning bell and an evening drum, struck Thor's heart and jolted him awake from his shock.
"You carry the bloodline of the Thunder God, but you only understand one side of it and not the other. This… is the true power of the Laws of Thunder."
Lucci lifted a finger slightly into the air.
The Ten-Thousand Sovereigns Thunder Art was revealed.
"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder—draw it down and gather it into your body. Forge it into a spear of the sky, and wield the power of judgment.
Condense wind and cloud from all directions—
hear my command, weave the net of heavenly punishment, seal the vitality of all things…"
A vast, intricate secret of thunder-law unfolded before Thor's eyes, opening a door into a brand-new world.
Thor's face was full of astonishment. Almost unconsciously, he followed Lucci's guidance and tried to move his divine power.
Boom—!
The instant his divine power surged…
He could clearly feel the connection between himself and Mjolnir grow closer than ever before!
It was no longer a mere "energy link," but something deeper—resonance.
He could feel Mjolnir "breathing," could hear the "pulse" of thunderous power within it.
With a single thought, he unleashed lightning and thunder that were at least ten times fiercer than before.
More importantly, this lightning was no longer a wild, uncontrollable horse. It became like an extension of his arm—something he could freely control, compress, condense, and shape.
An unprecedented, intense sensation flooded his limbs.
Thor's eyes widened further and further, his rugged face filled with incomparable exhilaration…
Unbelievable.
Power.
A power beyond imagination—like boiling magma—raced violently through his body.
Compared to a few minutes ago, he felt like a completely different person.
If before he'd been a child holding a lighter, only able to light a campfire passively…
Then now he was an adult wielding a laser welding gun, able to cut and refine anything in the world as he pleased!
All of it—every change—was thanks to Lucci's calm, gentle guidance and the mysterious, unrivaled mantra of the Ten-Thousand Sovereigns Thunder Art.
Thor's ecstasy was beyond words.
He needed to vent.
He needed to see with his own eyes just how powerful he'd become in this very moment!
Lightning flashed in Thor's gaze as he fixed on the far skyline—outside Asgard's palace, a towering, uninhabited mountain peak thousands of meters away.
He fused the mystery of the Ten-Thousand Sovereigns Thunder Art into his heart, merged it with his divine power, and let out a roar that shook the earth.
He no longer foolishly swung the hammer like before, smashing at things with brute force.
Instead, he copied what Lucci had just demonstrated—using the blood of the Thunder God as the core, Mjolnir as the medium, and his will as the guide. He raised his arm high and issued a new "decree" belonging to a reborn God of Thunder!
"Divine Sky Spear!"
Rumble!
The roar of thunder was fiercer than it had ever been.
Golden, sacred lightning poured down from the sky and gathered at unbelievable speed onto Mjolnir's hammerhead.
Under Thor's guidance, that sacred lightning compressed and condensed frantically.
Though it was far smaller than Lucci's—only several meters long—it was a massive leap forward.
A gigantic spear of thunder, blazing with golden lightning, condensed and formed above Thor's head.
"Go!"
Thor gritted his teeth and pointed Mjolnir toward the distant peak.
Whoosh—!
The golden thunder spear tore through the sky in an instant, leaving behind a long golden trail.
Its speed surpassed even sound—perhaps even light.
Almost the moment Thor pointed—
The spear had already crossed the distance with terrifying precision… and struck the mountain summit.
There was no earthshaking explosion.
No deafening roar.
Under ultimate compression of energy and law, the Divine Sky Spear displayed incomparable piercing and cutting power.
Thor watched as a dazzling golden light faded from the mountaintop.
Then, under his stunned gaze, the summit—hundreds of meters high—remained exactly as it had been…
…then slid sideways, smoothly and silently, as if on glass.
Bang!
It crashed into the adjacent ravine, kicking up smoke and dust into the sky.
Cut.
A mountain that had stood for tens of thousands of years was cleanly severed by his strike.
The cross-section was mirror-smooth, and in places the melt had a glass-like texture from extreme heat.
"Gulp…"
Thor swallowed hard.
He stared at his own hand, then at the distant mountain that had become a flat-topped peak, and his entire body shook from the shock.
This… this was my doing?
Me…
Since when was I this strong?
Only now did he truly understand how accurate Lucci's earlier words were—don't "call" the hammer. Command it.
Only now did he realize how childish and ridiculous his so-called "power of thunder" had been in front of the true Laws of Thunder.
His pride…
All his defiance…
That foolish heart that loved to challenge everything…
In this instant, it was as if it had been pierced and obliterated again and again by ten thousand spears from the heavens—leaving not even a trace behind.
What rose from the deepest part of his soul instead was…
Worship.
Respect.
So Lucci wasn't humiliating me!
He was teaching me.
He was telling me—in a way I could understand—how weak I was, and how strong I could become in the future!
Thinking of that, Thor could no longer suppress his excitement and gratitude.
He stared at Lucci, his eyes utterly changed.
"Lucci!"
"No…"
He shook his head hard, feeling that title couldn't express his mood anymore.
"Big bro!!"
"You're my big brother!"
"From now on!"
"If you tell me to do anything, I'll do it—no excuses!"
At that moment, Thor completely cast aside dignity and restraint, voluntarily becoming Lucci's…
Most loyal, most fanatical little follower.
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