The moment Rimuru unleashed "Devour!" on Mjolnir, the hammer's surface began to corrode across a wide area.
Simultaneously, massive lightning surged forth, wave after wave, directly toward Rimuru.
Even with her [Current Resistance] and [Paralysis Resistance], the divine lightning left her momentarily disoriented.
Rimuru had only wanted to scare Mjolnir. After all, Odin's "Divine Word" still resided within the hammer, and the probability of a successful "Devour!" was zero.
Yet to her surprise, the hammer was riddled with holes by her [Predator] skill.
Rimuru frowned. Was her [Predator] too abnormal, or was the hammer far weaker than she imagined? Could the true source of Mjolnir's power really be nothing more than Odin's own divine essence?
One thing was certain: Rimuru was now fully committed.
Failing to devour the hammer could result in severe backlash—serious injury at best, death at worst.
"Damn it… I'll risk it!"
One minute later.
"Confirmation complete. Thunder power analysis successful. Skill [Current Resistance] upgraded to [Thunder Resistance]. Additional skill [Divine Power Resistance] acquired."
With [Thunder Resistance] and [Divine Power Resistance], Mjolnir's oppressive aura immediately lessened. The lightning, once capable of felling a god, no longer threatened her.
The combination of [Predator] and [Great Sage] was truly unstoppable.
Rimuru now began to understand Mjolnir's secrets.
Asgard's unique metal, Uru, was precious beyond measure, perfectly attuned to Divine Power and runes. It was nearly indestructible.
Unfortunately for Mjolnir, it had met a cheat like Rimuru. The runes inscribed on the hammer were transparent to her.
Even the most exquisite divine lock cannot stop a thief holding the key.
URUZ—source of power, vitality, healing, and recovery.RAIDHO—flight and regression.EIWAZ—sacrifice, magic, World travel, the World Tree.
The runes flowed continuously through her mind. Mjolnir's mysteries were revealed bit by bit.
No wonder Thor almost perished against the Destroyer. As long as he wielded the hammer, all injuries healed almost instantly. The hammer contained countless runes tied to recovery, healing, and guiding Divine Power.
Holding Mjolnir allowed Thor to access powers beyond his natural cultivation. An LV5 Ability User could tap into LV6-level Divine Power—a rare, game-changing difficulty modifier.
The benefits were enormous: accelerated cultivation, unlocking potential, evolving toward Father-level strength.
The downside? The hammer's sheer divinity made it impossible to fully digest, even for Rimuru.
Yet the rewards were immense. The runes were comprehensive, teaching her, almost hand-in-hand, how to master the art of runic magic.
Suddenly, a line of golden runes burst from Mjolnir. Unlike the complex runes before, this was simple text:
"Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor."
The words radiated divine authority. Each character blazed like a sun, containing unimaginable power. What is said is law.
Rimuru's mind trembled. This was Father-level strength, the divine law of Asgard itself.
Her scalp tingled. There was no turning back.
"Devour!"
She targeted the Divine Word itself.
The moment she touched it, a flash of golden light enveloped her, and she was transported to a solemn, sacred realm.
Her body felt impossibly heavy, stripped of all magic.
On a divine throne sat a golden-haired, one-eyed old man.
"O-Odin?"
"Is this… Asgard?"
"No. This is the Asgardian Divine Realm, forged from Divine Power, law, and faith."
Rimuru realized her earlier speculation was correct: Bor's Power, Odin's Power, and Thor's Power were the essence of Asgardian kings' Divine Power, passed through generations.
She sighed. She had truly caused herself big trouble.
Odin's gaze pierced her, seeing through her very being. The sensation was unbearable—she felt like an ant facing a dragon.
"Oh?"
Even in his Divine Word domain, Odin's eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"A variable."
No wonder the Ancient One had regarded Rimuru so highly. Yet the majesty of the divine realm could not be challenged.
"Junior, how dare you covet the power passed down through Asgard's kings… Die!"
Odin's words became law. A light curtain erupted, and from it emerged an endless array of weapons—swords, spears, blades, halberds, axes—like Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon.
Rimuru froze briefly, then acted instinctively.
"Shield of Seraphim!"
Twenty fiery red shields materialized in front of her.
Odin's eyes flickered with curiosity at the display.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Swords, spears, blades struck her shields relentlessly.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Within moments, all twenty shields shattered. Countless weapons impaled Rimuru like a porcupine.
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