The water around Poseidon solidified in his hands, forming a tangible, long trident that he gripped tightly.
Thor narrowed his eyes, silver lightning crackling around him as he surged forward.
"Hah!"
With a sharp shout, Thor's voice echoed behind Poseidon, even though he had been in front of him just moments before.
Poseidon hadn't even turned his head when he saw a flash of lightning in his peripheral vision. If he underestimated this attack, the energy within it would be enough to give him a hard time.
The lightning was incredibly fast. By the time Poseidon noticed it, it was already too late. The hammer struck his back, and powerful electricity surged through his body, causing a numbing sensation to spread to his limbs, sending him flying.
Heimdall, watching from a distance, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Impressive! Thor's control over his lightning power has grown stronger recently. He's not just swinging his hammer anymore. Beautiful!"
Ever since the Reality Stone incident, Thor, who Han Yu had dubbed the "God of Hammers," had been working hard to develop his abilities. Han Yu was right: He was the God of Thunder, and that's why the hammer was in his hands, not the other way around.
Thor's power of lightning came from within him, not from the hammer.
"Not finished yet!"
A few bolts of lightning flickered in Thor's eyes. He gripped the hammer's handle a little tighter, and several thick arcs of electricity, as thick as bowls, surged from his body, dancing menacingly across the hammer.
"Lightning Annihilation Hammer!"
He raised the hammer overhead. Countless arcs of electricity leaped from it, coalescing in mid-air into a giant hammer composed of electric arcs, about five or six meters tall. With Thor's swing, the giant hammer slammed down, striking Poseidon.
The area around Poseidon, already obscured, was now shrouded in thick smoke and dust from the attack.
"What do we do? Lord Poseidon hasn't gotten up after being hit twice! We have to help him!" Someone from the Vanir Gods side said anxiously, seeing Poseidon repeatedly struck.
The person took a step forward, but was stopped by someone beside him. Turning his head, he saw a faint smile on the other person's face, and heard him say...
"Poseidon-sama is relaxing, let him have his fun."
As they were saying this, a faint laugh came from the smoke.
"So comfortable, this massage is great, it's loosened me up."
The figure standing in the smoke waved his hand gently, and the thick smoke quickly dispersed in the wind of his palm. Poseidon was still standing there, completely unharmed, not even scorched from being struck by the high-pressure lightning.
Poseidon straightened his clothes and smiled lightly at Thor, whose expression had become extremely serious, "Do you have any other moves? Use them all, won't you? Uncle is thousands of years older than you, I can't just beat you outright, otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing if others said I was bullying the young?"
He and Odin were both nearly ten thousand years old; for Poseidon, Thor was just a kid.
"He was holding back just now! Thor's attack just now, even among his previous attacks, would have been a killing move!" said an Asgardian warrior who had fought alongside Thor in the Nine Realms.
"It must be that Poseidon is trying to fool us, he's just trying to puff himself up, that's right, that's it!" Another Asgardian warrior said in disbelief.
It's just that even he didn't believe his own excuse. He looked at Poseidon, who was still standing there. The latter had a smile on his face, still maintaining his elegant demeanor. It didn't seem like he was faking it; he really seemed fine!
"Damn it, this guy really has some skill!" Heimdall hammered the wall and said in a low voice.
In the arena.
Thor stared intently at the smiling Poseidon not far away. His eyes were more focused and serious than ever before, and a feeling he had never experienced before spread throughout his body.
"Is this... the feeling of death? Haha, it seems like things have really gone wrong this time. The pressure this guy gives off is something not just anyone can handle."
Thor chuckled to himself, his voice low. He hadn't held back at all with his previous attack; it was as strong as it looked, with no pretense.
Yet, even such an attack hadn't done much damage to Poseidon. Just how strong was the latter's defense?
"Whatever, I'll go all out. I'm going to die anyway!"
Thor's lightning power within him was already primed, with countless arcs of electricity surging outwards from his body, dancing across his surface. His eyes were completely covered by lightning.
Dark clouds, flashing with lightning, drifted in from the sky, rumbling ominously. Lightning bolts, as wide as large trees, descended from above, but they didn't strike Poseidon. Instead, they all crashed down on Thor.
These fierce lightning strikes fell upon Thor. Dozens, even hundreds, of equally powerful bolts of lightning struck him in rapid succession, making it seem like he was committing suicide. But then, someone noticed that the lightning was gathering above Thor, forming the upper body of a skeleton. As more and more lightning converged, the skeleton gained muscle, and eventually, it developed rough facial features.
"Is that… the Thunder Colossus, Thor?" someone exclaimed in shock.
The Thunder Colossus, formed by lightning above Thor's head, had facial features vaguely resembling Thor. If one didn't focus on the details, it was essentially Thor himself!
"Holy moly, what is this?"
Poseidon watched this scene, the smile slowly fading from his face. He didn't know how to do this himself. It required a level of control over one's abilities that was nothing short of miraculous.
However, Poseidon's Vanir Gods were also a group of high-tech aliens. While they also had "divine power," they primarily released it through weapons. Few had researched how to purely utilize their own hands and feet to release energy.
Because in the early stages, the attack power is particularly weak. Even if one's energy reserves are stronger than the opponent's, the attacks released by bare hands are inferior to those wielding weapons. Therefore, few people research how to simply release their power.
If one were to classify these methods of controlling divine power, most gods like Thor, Poseidon, and Odin would be at the B-level. This means they can attack with their divine power, but it is mostly released through weapons.
Like Thor now, being able to freely use lightning to conjure a Thunder Colossus, he must have reached at least the top A-level.
Poseidon's smile disappeared. Thor naturally noticed this, and his face now held a look of intoxication. He had never felt the lightning energy within him so full. This was his true power.
"If it weren't for Han Yu, I might not have been able to skillfully use my divine power until now. I am the god who controls lightning, not the god who controls hammers." Thor murmured a few words, then looked up at Poseidon, and shouted.
"Poseidon, come and take this move!"
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