At the same time, with a wave of his hand, he slowly retracted the sword of pain and madness.

"Blue Star? Hmm, that's quite a description." Thor didn't hide anything and said frankly, "The three of them came for three reasons: one wanted the fortune of the human race, one wanted the souls of the human race, and one wanted the corpses of the human race."

Fortune, soul, corpse...

A hint of savagery flashed in Li Qingyu's eyes.

"And you? Hammer God, what are you here to obtain?"

"This prince..."

Thor, now back to his original size, began pushing the sword tip out of his mouth again.

"I didn't think of that yet. My father originally sent me here to capture humans, since humans can be directly converted into Asgardian soldiers."

"However, the others want both souls and corpses, which creates a conflict of interests!"

"How about... you humans simply come with me..."

"Being a soldier is better than dying completely."

"You know, the others aren't as easy to talk to as I am..."

Pop! ~

A soft sound.

Thor, his face contorted with anguish, drew his bloodstained sword of pain and madness.

It seemed like reluctance... it seemed like lingering memories...

"Why...."

Suddenly, Thor's expression turned serious.

"Your sword is far too evil; let me, the prince, deal with it for you."

As he spoke, Thor stretched out his right hand.

In an instant.

Hammer acquired.

Before Li Qingyu could answer, Thor raised his lightning-fast hammer and smashed it down on the blade of the Sword of Pain and Madness.