Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 350: Chapter 350



After only a brief clash, Thor found himself at a disadvantage.

With a loud clang, his longsword was cleaved in two, and he was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Dust filled the air.

Glaring at the smug and overbearing Ares, Thor's face twisted with frustration.

"If only Mjölnir were still with me..."

Without his hammer, Thor felt powerless, as though his strength had abandoned him.

Ares didn't miss a beat, pinning Thor to the ground and raining punches down on him.

As the humiliation continued, Thor's rage boiled over, but he couldn't muster the strength to fight back.

Amidst his anger and despair, far away in Asgard, Odin suddenly sensed his son's plight. His expression darkened, and he quickly established a spiritual connection with Thor.

In a daze, Thor thought he saw his father.

"Father, I think I'm about to die," Thor murmured. "Without Mjölnir, I can't beat him..."

Draped in golden armor, Odin shook his head. "Thor, are you the God of Hammers?"

"That hammer was meant to help you channel your power and focus-it is not the source of your strength!"

Thor, stunned, asked, "Then what should I do?"

Odin offered no further explanation. Instead, he severed the connection and channeled his Odinforce, sending it toward Thor.

Ares continued to pummel Thor, his punches leaving the Thunder God bruised and battered.

Relishing the moment, Ares grinned, basking in the cheers of the massive crowd.

"ARES! ARES! ARES!"

The spectators chanted his name, their fervor only boosting his arrogance.

But as Ares reveled in his dominance, something changed.

Thor's eyes began to glow white and blue, crackling with the power of lightning.

Sparks of electricity danced across his body.

When Ares swung his fist again, Thor countered with his own punch.

Boom!

Lightning erupted as a massive bolt of energy exploded outward, sending Ares flying.

The muscular warrior crashed to the ground with a thunderous thud, unable to rise immediately.

In the audience, the Grandmaster, Loki, and countless others watched in stunned silence as Thor stood, his body pulsating with lightning.

Ares eventually staggered to his feet, disbelief etched across his face.

How had this guy suddenly become so powerful?

Unwilling to accept defeat, Ares charged again.

But as soon as he approached, Thor unleashed another punch, sending Ares flying once more.

A wave of thunderous energy swept through the arena, shaking the ground and leaving the crowd in awe.

Witnessing this display, the audience erupted in cheers.

"THUNDER! THUNDER! THUNDER!"

Even the enslaved gladiators behind the railings, including Korg, joined in the chant.

However, in the midst of this celebration, the Grandmaster's expression darkened.

As Thor, still crackling with power, approached the fallen Ares, the Grandmaster silently retrieved the remote control for the neural paralyzer.

With a press of the button, Thor's electrical aura vanished, and he collapsed, convulsing on the ground.

Smiling once again, the Grandmaster seemed satisfied.

Loki glanced at him with a mix of surprise and unease, while Valkyrie, watching from her ship, shook her head in disappointment and turned away, sipping her drink.

In the arena, Ares frowned as he watched Thor collapse.

Though he found such underhanded tactics distasteful, he couldn't help but smile.

After all, no one enjoys being beaten down, and Ares was no exception.

Approaching Thor, Ares smirked. "What happened to all that bravado just now? Look at you now!"

Thor gritted his teeth, struggling to speak. "Using dirty tricks... You're not a true warrior!" Ares chuckled. "Doesn't matter-you've lost."

"It's time to finish you off and keep the tradition of death in the champion's arena alive."

With that, Ares raised his sword, stepping closer to Thor.

Hearing Ares' footsteps and seeing the blade drawing nearer, Thor's face filled with defiance.

Through clenched teeth, he growled, "My brother will avenge me!"

"Brother?" Ares paused, intrigued. "Another warrior like you?"

"This could be interesting. Now I want to meet this brother of yours. I'll make sure to give

him a warm welcome-and send him to join you soon after."

Thor spat back, "You have no idea who you're talking about! My brother's power is beyond your comprehension.

"When he comes, all of you will pay!"

Ares froze for a moment, then laughed dismissively. He couldn't care less about Thor's

threats.

One man against the Grandmaster's guards and advanced weaponry? Impossible.

With no hesitation, Ares raised his sword, ready to strike Thor down.

But before he could deliver the blow, the Grandmaster waved a hand, stopping him.

"Thunder Man, your brother... Is he that little light god?" the Grandmaster asked mockingly.

"I'd love to meet him. Let's give him a place in the arena too!"

The Grandmaster chuckled, and the audience burst into laughter.

Even the enslaved gladiators, including Korg, couldn't suppress their amusement.

Valkyrie shook her head, unwilling to take any of it seriously.

The only one who looked concerned was Loki.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Amidst the laughter, a figure clad in white appeared in the sky above the arena.

Floating gracefully, the figure descended slowly.

The arena fell silent.

Who was this?

(End of Chapter)

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