Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 930 28. Thor Disqualified

In the dimensional mirror image where everything is broken, Thor looked at Merlin in front of him.

The power of the three phases blessed Merlin's body, making his oppressive force so heavy that it seemed to be real.

But the weakness in Merlin's eyes couldn't be concealed.

After fighting to the death with a group of the most powerful heroes in the whole world and knocking them all down.

No matter how strong Merlin is, he will still feel tired.

What's more, he has to continue to maintain this dilapidated dimensional mirror image under such extreme circumstances.

He's almost at his limit.

He is one step away from the power of the supreme Father.

But he still didn't cross the final boundary in the end.

He is still a mortal, although this mortal is infinitely close to a god.

Unfortunately, Thor knew he couldn't win.

Not only because Merlin in front of him seemed like a demon god descended into the world, but also because of the pressure Merlin brought to him.

The prince of Asgard is never afraid of the strength of the enemy, even if he has no chance of winning, he will step into the battlefield full of courage.

It is not that Thor has not encountered the same desperate situation before.

but...

But the hammer in his hand has never been so heavy.

Quake's connection to Thor is weakening, a phenomenon that has been present since Thor was affected by the Golden Apple.

Merlin reminded him of this before he entered the dimension mirror combat.

But Thor, who was disturbed at the time, couldn't face the dilemma.

His vow to Mjolnir was on the brink of breaking.

He vowed to defend justice, fight against evil, and never give in to evil.

For this oath, he is willing to quarrel with his father and king, and would rather be exiled to a world far away from home.

In his heart, this oath is much more important than other foreign things.

But he reneged on it.

Although that was not Thor's intention, he did stray from the path of justice under the influence of the golden apple.

After he sobered up, he realized what he had done.

The belief in his heart is collapsing, just like the shadow entangled in his soul, he can't convince himself, can't deceive himself...

The Hammer abandoned him.

Or rather, about to abandon him.

Because he is not firm enough.

"click"

Thor lifted the hammer with both hands with difficulty, and the dazzling arc wound around the weapon.

Thor looked at the opponent in front of him, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward towards Merlin.

That movement faltered, without the strength and demeanor that Thor should have.

He doesn't want to admit defeat...

If he admits defeat, he will completely lose his hammer, his godhead, and become a mortal.

"Thor, stop."

Merlin stretched out his hand to untie the lasso of mantra from his arm, and he looked at Thor in front of him.

他 说:

"You can leave here with dignity."

"I can not!"

Thor whispered back:

"I must fight, I cannot escape, I must re...earn back its approval!"

"what!"

Thor let out a roar, and smashed the hammer at Merlin with both hands.

But that war hammer was too heavy, and this hammer had no destructive power at all.

Merlin took a step back, letting the warhammer rub against his body and fall to the ground.

"boom"

The only remaining intact ground was smashed into a dent in the splash of thunder.

"I must be firm!"

Thor grabbed the hammer with both hands, and amidst Mjolnir's hum, he howled at Merlin.

But the movement was slow, like a mortal dragging a heavy object, the war hammer was lifted up, and then smashed down again.

Merlin turned sideways, and the warhammer smashed through the air again.

It also dragged Thor's body to the ground.

"bang"

The warhammer with a square head and a square brain fell to the ground, and the thunder light was dancing, but gradually dimmed.

"no no!"

Thor felt his connection with Thor's Hammer completely dissipated at this moment.

He couldn't feel the existence of Thor's godhead, he got up like a panicked ordinary person, and threw himself on Thor's hammer that fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth, held the hammer handle with both hands, and tried to grab the war hammer on the ground again.

He was trying to shake it with all his might.

But can't.

The hammer was silent, it no longer responded to Thor.

"No!"

Thor knelt down in front of the hammer in despair, holding the handle of the hammer, the light in his eyes almost shattered.

"Swish"

The shining lasso of mantra flew over and wrapped around Thor's arm.

The divine power originating from the Greek pantheon bound Thor's body, and that power reverberated in his mind, as heavy as mountains oppressing his soul.

"Did you just give up like that?"

Merlin didn't attack Thor, he stepped forward and squatted in front of Thor.

He looked at the dejected Thor in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"Is that how you admit defeat?"

"No!"

The lasso of truth prevented Thor from lying. He raised his head and stared at Merlin. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't admit defeat!"

"boom"

He raised his fist and punched Merlin in the face.

But the power of ordinary people can't shake the Crimson Crow at all.

Merlin didn't even feel the pain, but Thor looked pained instead.

This punch with all its strength was like hitting steel, and the force of the recoil made Thor's wrist crack and crack.

"Tell me, Thor."

Merlin held the lasso of truth, he said:

"Do you think you did something wrong?"

"I was wrong!"

Thor lowered his head, he grabbed his hair, and the power of the mantra lasso made him say as if confessing:

"I'm not firm enough. As Thor, I should have been able to resist the invasion of the will by those evil things, but I couldn't."

"I'm not humble enough. I should have noticed the weird things that happened to me. I should have listened to my friends, but I didn't."

"I..."

"No, no, Thor, none of that."

Merlin said softly:

"You should know that you never broke your vow."

"Even when you are under control, you have always fulfilled your oath. You fought against KONG, protected the citizens, and protected the innocent."

"Apart from your stubbornness to beat me, you have not done anything bad."

Merlin looked at the square-headed Warhammer in front of him.

他 说:

"That alone is not enough to affect the connection between you and Mjolnir..."

"It's something else. It's something that only you know, but you're forcibly ignoring."

"You're doubting yourself. This doubt has been around since you fell to Earth, no, since you were the Prince of Asgard, right?"

"I..."

Thor instinctively wanted to refute, but under Merlin's gaze, he finally remained silent.

"Actually, I can imagine."

Merlin's fingers touched the surface of the warhammer, and lightning bolts wrapped around his hand, trying to expel his touch.

He said to Thor:

"Since you got Thor's Hammer, everything about you has been dominated by this hammer."

"Everything you do is to cater to it. I heard that during your days in Asgard, the first thing you do when you wake up every morning is to hold the hammer tightly."

"That kind of worry and doubt is always entangled in your heart, and you are always worried that you are not worthy of it..."

"I was right, wasn't I?"

"Yes, it is."

The Lasso of Mantra weighs on Thor.

He answered frankly:

"I was born for it... I never doubted my connection to Mjolnir, I am Thor, I wield Thor's hammer."

"As you said, I also had worries. I was worried that it would abandon me, and I was worried that I would be stripped of my qualifications."

"But after coming to Earth, I harness the power of thunder as a mortal, and every night, when I live in this world as a mortal..."

Thor said in a dejected tone:

"I'm doubting myself..."

"Everyone who can wield Thor's hammer becomes Thor, and when I saw Mjolnir tremble for Steve and Clark's deeds, that suspicion took root."

"Am I controlling the hammer, or is the hammer controlling me?"

"Am I the master, or am I just a chosen slave?"

"Am I really Thor? Merlin."

The power of the mantra lasso is indeed powerful.

After Merlin restrained Thor, under his guidance, Thor expressed all the concerns in his heart.

And in this kind of dialogue that is almost self-analysis, the orange light in Thor's eyes is also dimming little by little, and he is regaining his sobriety.

He looked at Merlin, and he asked in a pleading tone:

"Tell me, Merlin, in your eyes, am I Thor?"

Merlin didn't answer right away, he looked at Thor, and then at the silent warhammer on the ground.

After a few seconds, he shook his head:

"If I'm going to be honest..."

"Well, from the time I knew you, I felt that apart from being able to summon lightning, you are not the god of thunder..."

"You rely too much on your hammer. Without it, you can't fight. It's not because you are weak. Your combat skills are still there, and your body is still stronger than ordinary people..."

"You can be a hero without a hammer, but you don't..."

"Thor, maybe it's more appropriate for you to call yourself the Hammer God."

Merlin reached out and patted Thor on the shoulder.

He looked back, and the last two orange lights also shattered, which meant that the last two enemies had also appeared on the stage.

He said to Thor:

"You didn't lose Thor's hammer because of me, you gave it up yourself."

"The more you try to hold onto something like crazy, you only push yourself further away, my friend, this is my last gift to you... Forget about the hammer, you are Thor of Asgard, you are not Slave of the Warhammer."

"I can also assure you that in all heaven there is not a warhammer that you can lift to become a greater god..."

"Greatness is what you have to strive for."

"You said your father threw you to Earth for the king's trials..."

Merlin said to Thor:

"Now, your trial really begins, but not to regain Warhammer's approval."

"Thor, starting today, you have to fight for yourself."

"Go back, Jane is still waiting for you."

"Also, remember to return the lasso to Diana for me, and thank you, Thor."

"Snapped"

The orange light on Thor dissipated, and he was thrown out of the mirror dimension.

Merlin stood up, he moved his shoulders, and looked at the two people who appeared behind him in the white streamer.

Ciriya, who was holding a long sword and had black bruises when she swung her fingers, and Ms. Cassandra, who was unarmed and calm.

"I'll beat you up, Merlin."

Ciri flicked her hair, and she glanced at the mirror world Merlin arranged.

She snorted and said:

"I am carrying the blood of the elders, your ridiculous magic can't trap me!"

"I never expected to trap you, Ciri."

Merlin pulled out the silver sword Vlad from the flames, and he threw the cold dimension key in his pocket into his eyes, and the door of dimension opened with the cold air.

He said to Ciri:

"I have already found a battlefield for us."

"Then you go first."

Although Ms. Cassandra was also surrounded by orange light, she didn't seem to be affected, and she waved her hand a little bored.

she says:

"I don't mind waiting."

"After you children have dealt with each other's grievances, it's not too late for me to fight you again."

"you..."

Merlin looked at Cassandra in surprise, he looked at the demigod in front of him, and said:

"You were not affected?"

"I've lived 2400 years, boy."

Cassandra was a little unmotivated, she rubbed her forehead, and she said:

"If it was so easy to be controlled, I would have died a long time ago. You must know that as the gatekeeper of Atlantis, my will has already transcended reality..."

She reached out her hand from the pocket of her suit and looked at the light shining in the palm of her hand.

she says:

"Right now, I just long for relief."

She glanced at Merlin and said softly:

"Maybe...you can give me what I want."

"Atlantis?"

Merlin watched Ciri walk into the cold dimensional rift, and he stepped into it with his sword in hand. Before the figure disappeared, he said to Cassandra:

"You mean, the one under the sea?"

"Do not."

Cassandra pursed her lips, and she blinked at Merlin:

"What I'm talking about is the real Atlantis, not the imitation city of those undersea people, but... these, let's talk about it after you come back."

"You have to be careful, Shirley is really angry this time."

"Well, thanks for the reminder."

Merlin nodded to Cassandra, he looked at the snow-colored door opened in front of him, and said:

"I'm ready."

"Swish"

Merlin's figure was engulfed by light, and the moment he disappeared into the dimensional mirror image, the mirror world that lost its host was shattered into pieces.

In the scattered scene of that dimension, Cassandra opened her hands, as light as a soaring eagle.

She stepped on those tumbling debris, like flying through the air.

In this mirror-shattered point of light, she looked up at the real sky.

In her dark golden pupils, she saw the stars and the phantom at the end of the stars.

Maybe it's an illusion, after all, it's just a flash.

But that might also be true.

A joke, a joke built by Merlin's hand.

this world...

"so..."

Cassandra sighed, and she said:

"Merlin is right?"

"All of this is just a dream, and we, all creatures, are just shadows in the dream..."

"So many stories, so many legends..."

"what a pity..."

(End of this chapter)