Just call me Thor

550  I’m going to build a tower

A new SSSSS-rated conquer.

For Mike, this wasn't his first time experiencing such a feat.

As he left the Tower of Truth, the others automatically returned to his private space.

Mike didn't linger long in the Core City of Truth either.

Without Maxen, Wolf's Den had lost much of its appeal for Mike.

So, he headed straight back to the Forest of Truth, making his way toward the Tower of Truth.

A white cloud was already waiting for him.

Mike sat on the cloud.

As the cloud lifted off, Mike couldn't help but feel like he was riding Nimbus, fulfilling a childhood dream.

"Maybe I should get one of these for myself someday..."

In the time it took for that thought to pass, Mike had already arrived outside the 99th floor.

After logging in, Mike greeted his usual chat buddy.

"Good evening."

"Evening."

After the customary greetings, Mike brought up the topic of the apocalypse.

This was the biggest revelation he had gained from his recent tower run.

And the more Mike learned, the more questions he had.

"It's true," Apollo confirmed.

Facts were facts—there was no need to deny them.

Mike pressed further.

"How long until the apocalypse?"

In Mike's mind, this kind of event was usually far off in the future.

When they had built the Tower of Truth, it had taken thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

The Tower of Truth had only been on Earth for 300 years.

Surely, the apocalypse was still 70,000 or 80,000 years away, right?

Even if it wasn't that far off, surely the human race had at least 1,000 years left?

After all, defeating the Supreme Demon God required nine generations of potential Supreme Beings.

Mike's generation was only the fourth.

There were still five more generations to go, and if each generation took 100 years, that would require at least 500 years.

And that was the bare minimum!

If something went wrong with the human race's Supreme Being legacy, that timeline could be extended even further.

500 years might seem like a long time for an individual's lifespan.

But in the context of the human race's struggle against the Supreme Demon God, 500 years was just the blink of an eye!

Thinking they could defeat the world's most powerful enemy in just a few days was nothing short of a pipe dream.

"I haven't calculated it," Apollo said after a moment of thought. Then he added, "I'll calculate it now."

For Apollo, the apocalypse wasn't something he needed to worry about.

There were two types of apocalypses.

The first was cyclical, irreversible, and all-encompassing.

This type of apocalypse would destroy the entire cosmos, leaving no place to hide.

But avoiding it was simple.

Just stay in the Tower of Truth.

Apollo lived on the 99th floor of the Tower of Truth, which had been specifically built as a refuge from the apocalypse.

The second type of apocalypse was even simpler:

The Supreme Demon God manifesting in the world.

That was something Apollo faced every day.

If it weren't for Apollo, it would have already happened.

So,

Apollo had never bothered to calculate when the first type of apocalypse would occur.

It was a boring task, and there was no need to do it.

But since Thor had asked, and it wasn't a big deal, Apollo decided to calculate it casually.

No harm in that.

Listening to Apollo, Mike nodded and fell silent.

In his mind, performing divination was something that required extreme focus and couldn't be interrupted.

So,

Thor, sitting on the white cloud, remained unusually quiet.

"Go ahead and keep talking," Apollo said.

Clearly, Apollo's performing divination was different from what Mike had imagined.

Multitasking was probably just routine for Apollo.

Mike asked a few more questions about the Heavenly Realm.

Apollo shook his head.

"I don't know much about the Heavenly Realm."

He had spent all these years watching the mortal realm.

Overlooking the mortal realm was boring enough.

Naturally, he hadn't had much opportunity to observe the Heavenly Realm.

Besides,

Apollo had no interest in the Heavenly Realm.

The human race's Supreme Beings throughout history had never cared much for that place.

Mike's interest in the Heavenly Realm stemmed from his curiosity about whether he could squeeze some profit out of it...

After getting nowhere with that line of questioning, Mike changed the subject, asking about the current situation with Shadow Nine and the others. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Maxen and Shadow Three had spotted Shadow Nine, Calderon, and Afterskin while surveying the Supreme Abyssal.

This information had naturally been relayed to the human race's rear guard.

The secrecy level of the information was extremely high.

But Mike's access to information was in a league of its own.

And since this involved Shadow Nine, the news had been delivered to Mike immediately.

When it came to Shadow Nine, Mike did most of the talking while Apollo listened.

"By the way, third bro, Shadow Nine once lied to me about two things..."

Mike had been dwelling on this for a long time, eager to find out what those two lies were.

In the past, whenever Mike brought it up, Apollo had always avoided the topic.

But this time,

Apollo gave a different answer!

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"When you return from the Void Maelstrom, I'll tell you."

Mike: ???

He wanted to ask, Does going there for just one second count?

After thinking it over, Mike decided to drop the idea.

Besides,

Mike's current survival rate in the Void Maelstrom was far too low!

Even going there for just one second would be a life-threatening risk, and that was something Mike couldn't accept.

Since Apollo had made a promise, Mike decided to put his mind at ease.

Once he raised his survival rate to 100%, he would venture into the Void Maelstrom. When he returned, not only would his strength have skyrocketed, but he would also finally learn what Shadow Nine had lied about...

Apollo's words not only reassured Mike but also conveyed another message.

He was encouraging Mike to go to the Void Maelstrom.

Curious, Mike asked,

"Have you been there?"

Apollo shook his head.

"No."

"Why not?"

The moment the question left his mouth, Mike regretted it.

He already knew the answer.

Apollo's voice echoed from the tower, calm and indifferent.

"Boring."

Of course!

The familiar Apollo, with his familiar attitude!

"Done calculating."

Apollo suddenly spoke.

Earlier, Mike had asked Apollo how long it would be until the apocalypse.

Apollo had said he would calculate it.

Now, he had the answer.

Apollo spoke calmly.

"100 years."

100 years?

A question mark appeared above Mike's head.

That's... not what I expected!

100 years was enough time for Mike to become a Supreme Being, and he'd still have 99 years left.

And then what?

Mike had never imagined that Apollo would come up with such a result!

After hearing this conclusion, Mike didn't question it.

Apollo's performing divination had always been accurate.

And when it came to major events like this, it was hard to manipulate the outcome.

Apollo wasn't the type to lie.

Mike had always trusted Apollo's reliability.

Without doubting Apollo,

Mike tried to push back a little, asking,

"So... does it really take nine generations of Supreme Beings to kill the Supreme Demon God?"

Mike was the fourth generation.

In 100 years, there might be time for one more generation, making it five.

But that still left four generations unaccounted for. How could they possibly manage that?

Apollo's answer remained unchanged.

"It must be nine generations."

Mike wasn't ready to give up.

"Is there a way to defeat the Supreme Demon God within 100 years?"

"Yes."

This time, Apollo's answer sent a shock through Mike's heart.

There's hope?

Before Mike could ask more, Apollo spoke again.

"But I don't know how."

Apollo had already said before that there was no such thing as omniscience, and he certainly wasn't omniscient.

Still,

Just knowing that there was a way was enough for Mike!

100 years...

If Mike could awaken the Eye of Truth nine times, he should be able to find a solution.

But...

There was another problem.

Even if Mike could accelerate the birth of the human race's Supreme Beings,

He would still have to face a harsh reality—while the fifth generation of potential Supreme Beings was growing, someone would need to confront the Supreme Demon God head-on.

Just as Apollo had done while Mike was growing.

Thor wasn't afraid of intimidation. When it was time to act, he acted!

Morpheus and Ares had both fought the Supreme Demon God twice, and neither had made any mistakes!

In fact,

The more Mike learned about the strength of the human race's Supreme Beings,

The more he understood the terrifying power of the Supreme Demon God!

And it would be the same for Mike's generation.

In three months, the inevitable battle between Apollo and the Supreme Demon God would take place...

"Nine generations... where am I supposed to find nine generations?" Mike muttered, rubbing his face in frustration.

"If you go to the Heavenly Realm, you'll live," Apollo said, clearly sensing Mike's thoughts.

"That's not the issue..." Mike sighed.

He wasn't the type to cling to life out of fear of death.

Going to the Heavenly Realm wasn't an option he was considering, at least not right now.

However,

Mike knew that the path ahead, both for himself and for the human race, was one filled with challenges.

"I'm tired."

From within the tower, a yawn echoed.

Clearly, performing divination had taken a toll on Apollo as well.

"Get some rest. I'm going to go think things over."

Mike felt like he needed some time to process everything.

...

After returning to his private space,

Mike spent a long time in deep thought, trying to digest the shocking revelations from his conversation with Apollo.

What should I do?

Faced with the sudden threat of the apocalypse, Mike was at a loss.

For once, the Eye of Truth offered a reasonable suggestion:

[Why not learn from those who came before you?]

[Trust in the wisdom of the ancients!]

The ancients?

Mike immediately understood what the Eye of Truth was referring to.

The last time the apocalypse had occurred, Truth had gathered the power of the Nine Races to build the Tower of Truth!

That had been their method of surviving the tribulation.

And it was something Mike could use as a reference!

Build a tower of my own?

Mike not only needed to learn from the wisdom of the ancients but also find ways to improve upon it!

After a moment of contemplation, Mike suddenly spoke.

"I'm going to build a tower."

The moment those words left his mouth, everyone around him was shocked!

"What did you say?!"

Dracula was genuinely traumatized!

The thing he regretted most in his life was building a tower!

And now Thor wanted to build another one?

Is there no end to this?

Enough is enough!

Why does everyone love building towers so much?

Are you all playing some kind of tower defense game?!

Aside from Dracula, the others also had strange reactions.

Vladimir muttered under his breath,

"This guy might be Truth reincarnated..."

The last time the apocalypse had occurred, a great con artist had convinced everyone to build a tower.

Thor was acting just like that con artist.

And knowing Thor, he would probably succeed...

The last tower had been called the Tower of Truth.

What would this one be called?

Thor's Tower?

Sylvanas shook her head slightly, denying the idea.

"I've seen Truth. He's definitely not Thor."

Clearly, Sylvanas knew more of the inside story.

She even knew who Truth was and what his current state was.

Meanwhile, Dracula, the blood clan's representative, was completely clueless...

The ghost race, as part of the Middle Three Races, was clearly on a different level from the Lower Three Races like the blood clan.

Only Gabriel seemed to be deep in thought.

Thor suddenly proposing to build a tower...

Could it mean that the apocalypse was near?

The same thought crossed everyone's mind.

They were all smart people, and they knew Thor well.

Building a tower was a time-consuming, labor-intensive, and expensive endeavor. Thor wouldn't bring it up without a good reason.

Fool Master furrowed her brow, looking at Mike and asking,

"And then?"

Building a tower had to serve some purpose, right?

Fool Master was curious about Thor's plan.

"I'm going to use this tower to suppress the apocalypse..."

Mike had only a rough idea in his mind, so he described it briefly.

"This tower doesn't need to be too tall—just nine floors. When the time comes, the nine generations of human Supreme Beings can enter the tower."

The nine generations of human Supreme Beings would defeat the Supreme Demon God and then enter Thor's Tower to suppress the apocalypse...

It actually sounded like a decent plan!

After giving a brief description, Mike paused for a moment.

His gaze was firm as he spoke, one word at a time.

"I will guard eight of the nine floors myself."