Just call me Thor

548  Sylvanas

Small Win doesn't count as a victory.

Each Small Win didn't inflict any damage penalties on the opponent.

However, Mike did receive valuable materials worth up to 10 million Truth Gold Coins for each Small Win!

One Small Win was worth 10 million, and ten Small Wins would be 100 million...

In other words, Mike's primary goal in dragging out the fight for so long was to make more money.

Dracula and Vladimir had known this outcome all along.

It wasn't until the end, when Mike summoned Lilith and rolled a Jackpot, that things escalated.

A Jackpot triggered Small Win, Big Win, and Win-Win all at once!

And with Lilith's Luck boosting the outcome, all the damage was maxed out!

- Big Win: 10 billion soul chaos damage! - Win-Win: 20 billion soul chaos damage! - A total of 30 billion soul chaos damage, unleashed in an instant!

Unlike previous damage, this soul chaos damage directly targeted the soul, bypassing physical defense, magic resistance, and any other defensive measures!

30 billion soul chaos damage, combined with Mike's Chaotic Lightning, was more than enough to kill the ghost race potential Supreme Being!

Under normal circumstances, the damage potential of Reaper's Bargain could be even higher.

But because Mike had intentionally made himself unlucky earlier, he had only rolled Small Wins without any Big Wins.

So, even with Lilith's luck maxing out the damage, the final total was "only" 30 billion soul damage.

But before delivering the final blow, Mike had one more thing to do!

"Star Pluck!"

In a flash, Mike teleported in front of the ghost race potential Supreme Being, exchanging blows with her!

Her attack immediately triggered Mike's Fate's Reversal!

But the sacrifice was worth it!

With his hammer, Mike destroyed her most important soul gear!

Normally, as a mage, Mike wouldn't have the strength to shatter such a high-tier piece of gear.

But a pig's hoof had suddenly touched the gear, and its quality instantly changed, turning to gold before being destroyed by Thor!

Transmute!

Lilith had used Transmute!

It was only in actual combat that Mike truly realized how terrifying this ability was!

It could change the material of an object, and many high-tier pieces of equipment, once turned to gold, were as good as useless!

Normally, the success rate of Transmute wasn't that high—it wasn't an overpowered ability.

But!

Lilith was incredibly lucky, and her success rate was extremely high!

Since learning Transmute, Lilith hadn't failed once!

Having completed her mission, Lilith was immediately sent back to Mike's private space.

She wouldn't die if she stayed, but Mike didn't want her to develop any psychological trauma.

When possible, it was best to treat Morpheus's pet with a bit of care.

Now, with Fate's Reversal over, Mike quickly retreated to a corner of the battlefield, watching coldly from a distance.

He had a feeling that things wouldn't be so simple.

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The damage from Reaper's Bargain and the stacked Chaotic Lightning struck down!

A perfect, unstoppable kill!

Under the combined physical and soul attacks, the ghost race potential Supreme Being was on the verge of death!

However...

Mike had spent enough time around top-tier powerhouses to know one thing:

The truly powerful never had just one life!

Under the dual assault, the ghost race potential Supreme Being's body was annihilated, leaving only a cloud of black mist in her place.

Mike held his breath, summoning Gabriel at the same time.

The Eye of Truth was analyzing the battlefield at full speed, providing valuable information.

Dracula spoke in a low voice,

"No... it's more like..." Gabriel's wings spread wide, his face filled with confusion.

Gabriel was the angel race's potential Supreme Being.

And the black mist before them was the previous generation's angel race potential Supreme Being.

In the ancient texts of the angel race, the records of the previous potential Supreme Being were vague and incomplete.

"There's a secret in my race's ancient records," Gabriel said urgently.

"The previous potential Supreme Being was a sixteen-winged light angel, skilled in soul manipulation and resurrection..."

Mike wanted to roll his eyes. Why didn't you say this earlier?!

Now you're telling me?!

Gabriel looked helpless.

"Thor didn't ask, so I thought he already knew."

The black mist spread across the ground, forming a thin layer, and a Gate of the Dead opened!

[It's a rebirth! She's completely abandoning her angelic heritage, transforming herself into an undead to become the Progenitor of Ghosts...]

Mike's heart sank as he read the Eye of Truth's analysis.

By now, her plan was crystal clear.

To become the Primordial Ghost, she needed to die once.

And it was best if she was killed by someone who possessed the ghost source!

The ideal place for her death? The 40th floor of the Tower of Truth!

Upon her rebirth, as the Primordial Ghost, she would theoretically be the most compatible host for the ghost source in existence!

And the ghost source was currently in Thor's possession!

Everything had been leading up to this moment!

This was the final move in a long game of chess. The first 99 steps had gone perfectly, and now the last step would bring her to the top!

There was no reason for her to fail!

Killed by Thor, reborn as the Primordial Ghost, and then she would seize Thor's ghost source to become the Progenitor of Ghosts, advancing to level 1000...

The real battle was just beginning!

Boom, boom, boom—

A shadowy figure burst forth from the Gate of the Dead, brimming with murderous intent.

The moment she appeared, the ghost source within Mike reacted, flying out uncontrollably!

Seeing the ghost source materialize, the reborn Primordial Ghost smirked.

She had won the gamble!

All she had to do was take the ghost source...

Wait!

Her eyes widened in shock, unable to comprehend what was happening!

The ghost source had stopped in mid-air?!

What was going on?

"Heh, once it's in my pocket, it's not going anywhere," Thor said, gripping the Force of Nature as he forcibly held the ghost source in place!

It was like a tug-of-war, with both sides vying for control of the ghost source!

This was far beyond the Primordial Ghost's expectations!

She couldn't understand!

How could this human be so compatible with the ghost source?

Why?!

In an instant, Thor's Sea roared to life, the winds howling, the sky darkening!

In this critical moment, Thor stood tall!

"The ghost source is mine!"

With Thor's low growl, the Greed Source within Thor's Sea stirred!

Since merging with Thor's Sea, it had remained dormant.

But Thor's words had awakened it!

The stalemate was broken the moment the Greed Source joined the fray, turning the tide completely in Thor's favor!

The Primordial Ghost had miscalculated in two crucial ways:

First, she hadn't anticipated Thor's incredible compatibility with the ghost source!

Second, she hadn't expected Thor to be compatible with two sources at once!

Without the Greed Source's intervention, the outcome might have been uncertain.

Having reclaimed the ghost source, Mike wasn't satisfied. He growled softly,

"Your soul is mine too!"

According to the soul contract they had signed earlier, the ghost race potential Supreme Being's soul belonged to Mike upon her defeat and death!

Chains of law shot out from the ghost source, pinning the Primordial Ghost to the ground, rendering her immobile!

After becoming the Primordial Ghost, she was perfectly compatible with the ghost source.

But that also meant she couldn't resist the ghost source!

Her face filled with despair as she watched the golden, surging Thor's Sea descend upon her with overwhelming pressure!

...

The Primordial Ghost had never imagined that she would lose the battle for the ghost source to a human!

Gabriel, standing nearby, was equally conflicted.

It wasn't just the ghost who was confused.

Even Gabriel couldn't fully understand what was happening.

Who could have predicted that the human race's potential Supreme Being would be so compatible with the ghost source?

With the ghost source in hand, Mike had completely taken control of the situation. His opponent had no chance of turning the tables.

Finally free to act, Mike turned to Gabriel and asked,

"You said she was a sixteen-winged light angel, right? That doesn't seem right."

In Mike's memory, this woman hadn't been that strong when she was an angel.

And in their two battles, her strength hadn't been as terrifying as he had expected.

If she had been holding back the first time, that was one thing.

But in their second fight, when they were battling for the ghost source, she had fought with everything she had and still couldn't defeat Thor!

"She wasn't this strong before she fell," Gabriel explained.

"Even after her fall, she retained her angelic identity. According to our records, she had sixteen wings at her peak..."

As Gabriel spoke, Mike fell into deep thought.

The Primordial Ghost before him should have been even stronger at her peak.

The lineage of a fallen angel wasn't pure—it wasn't purely ghostly.

To reach level 1000, she had to die completely and be reborn!

But she hadn't accounted for the fact that the ghost source would choose Thor over her!

Who could have predicted that?

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In the end, Thor was a miracle worker!

Of course, every time Thor performed a miracle, it looked impressive, but the reality behind it was often... less glamorous.

Having figured out the situation, Mike turned his attention to the captive before him and began to consider another question:

Should he kill her or not?

Logically, this woman had emerged from the Supreme Abyssal to serve as a pawn for the Supreme Demon God, making her an enemy of the human race.

But every situation was unique.

Since leaving the Supreme Abyssal, her actions hadn't harmed the human race at all. In fact, she had practically showered Mike with gifts and experience points.

Even the Greed Source in Mike's possession was thanks to her.

From that perspective, was she really an enemy? Or was she a teammate delivering aid in a time of need?

Back on the 38th floor, she had even sat down and chatted with Lilith, with no tension in the air.

She hadn't targeted the human race, nor had she crossed any of Mike's lines...

Thinking it over carefully,

Turning her into an ally seemed like a viable option.

After all, Shadow Nine had recruited Shadow Three and Shadow Two into the Guardian Shadow.

So what was the big deal about Mike recruiting a ghost race potential Supreme Being?

Mike was presented with an opportunity to completely subdue her.

As he looked at the thoroughly subdued ghost, Mike pondered.

The ghost race, the angel race, the blood clan, the Chaos race...

Looking back now,

The Lower Three Races and Middle Three Races already had four potential Supreme Beings who were completely bound to Mike.

Oh, right.

The dragon race's potential Supreme Being was also in Mike's possession, sealed within a weapon by Ares.

It's just that he didn't make much of an appearance.

Of course, Mike wasn't doing this purely out of a desire to exploit her.

The main reason was that turning enemies into allies was the true path to a win-win situation.

If Mike could cultivate a ghost race Supreme Being, she would be a valuable asset in the final battle!

Even if she didn't reach the level of a Supreme Being,

A level 999 ally, combined with Mike's control over the ghost source, could still be a powerful force.

For both the human race and Mike personally, this was a win-win scenario.

As for how the ghost felt?

No one cared.

Mike had the ghost source in his hands, and using it solely for skill research would be a waste...

Sensing Mike's thoughts, Gabriel spoke up.

"She'll need a new name now."

Gabriel looked at Mike, waiting for his decision.

Whether angel or ghost, names were of great importance.

Some beings were born with a true name.

The Primordial Ghost should have had one too.

To be precise, it should have been automatically generated by the ghost source.

But since the ghost source was in Mike's possession, there was no way he would let her have that advantage.

A portion of their power came from their true name.

And as the master of this Primordial Ghost, the name bestowed by Mike would not only grant her power but also establish a bond of servitude!

Absolute loyalty, without a shred of doubt!

This loyalty wasn't like Vladimir's lip service—it was true, soul-deep loyalty!

If she ever betrayed him, her true name would turn against her, and the ghost source would suppress her, ensuring she could never rise again!

Without the ghost source, Mike wouldn't have been able to achieve this level of control!

Even if someone else possessed the ghost source, they wouldn't have been able to reach Mike's level of compatibility.

In a way,

Mike was the first person in history to achieve this.

As an outsider, he had gained the ghost source's recognition—something that had never happened before and likely never would again.

Mike understood the gravity of the situation and took the matter of her true name seriously.

The problem was, he wasn't very good at naming things...

Looking at the ghost bound by chains of law, Mike rummaged through his mind for familiar names, piecing them together.

With each word he spoke, a dark red character flew out from the ghost source in his palm.

Each character contained enough power to kill a nine-star Lord!

If she could fully absorb the power within her true name, she would become even stronger than she had been at her peak!

The ghost's eyes burned with fervor.

The characters etched themselves onto her forehead, branding themselves deep into her soul!

Sylvanas!

That became her true name.

She would carry this name through the ages, forging a legacy in Thor's name!

Once the characters were fully imprinted, the chains of law that had bound her loosened, and she collapsed to the ground.

The markings slowly faded, leaving only a dark red glow in her eyes.

Sylvanas struggled to her feet, her head bowed. She reached into her chest and pulled out a beating heart.

The crimson, pulsating heart rested in her palm as she presented it to Mike.

Her red lips parted, and her voice, rich with magnetism and allure, whispered in his ear,

"Sylvanas..."

She knelt gracefully, one knee on the ground, and spoke each word with reverence.

"I pledge my service to you, great undead lord."