Everyone stared intently at the arena.

"Boom!"

Thor's head was pierced by a finger, leaving a large hole, and his divine power collapsed.

This battle between the gods of the East and West will end with the death of the Western Thunder God.

This scene was so intense that the little eagle clenched his fists and continued to curse the Bodhi Patriarch for his cruelty.

This battle...

It was also the most thorough and frustrating defeat for the Western gods.

"Bodhi Patriarch, how many Bodhi Patriarchs are there left in China?!"

Because these four words mean so powerful that they are invincible.

"Lord Thundergod..."

The enormous body collapsed with a crash, and the divine power belonging to the God of Thunder overflowed.

This is where we can declare Thor dead.

Because dying in battle is also death in the truest sense.

Before Thor descended to Earth, Odin instructed him that if he were to be defeated, he could use the power of the ancient gods to protect his soul and leave.

It's equivalent to half of them dying.

Odin, as the king of gods, was able to use this half-spirit to help him resurrect. However, he never expected that the invincible god of thunder, who had conquered the nine realms, would have to flee with his spirit.

I thought that was the end of it.

But Su Ming knew it wasn't that simple, because he saw it...

Thor is doomed.

There was not a trace of life in sight.

really!

Patriarch Bodhi grabbed the wisp of primordial spirit into his hand.

Thor was shocked: "You've already won, what else do you want to do!"

"I regret to inform you that you are destined to die today, and no one can save you."

Patriarch Bodhi responded calmly.

Thor didn't understand and finally couldn't hold back: "I have no grudge against you. It was Brahma who hurt your disciple. If you want revenge, you should go after them."

Subhuti shook his head.

"This is your destiny, and also the first evil I committed in my mortal life."

"It's fate, and no one can change it."

Thor didn't believe in fate, and he couldn't understand what the old man was saying.

All he knew was that his primordial spirit had been captured, and if he didn't turn back soon, it would be too late.

The Heavenly Gate has now opened, and Patriarch Bodhi has won this battle.

The Valkyrie appeared, wielding the Staff of Order, possessing power beyond all others, yet she merely hovered in the air.

Thor had no other choice but to ask the Valkyrie for help.

"Your Honor, he violated the rules and should be punished."

The Valkyrie's eyes were cold: "As long as they are still on the Mythical Arena, nothing a god does is against the rules."

This one sentence completely sealed Thor's fate.

"Do not!!!"

In despair, an endless domain of fire emerged from that boundless palm.

The soul suffered an unprecedented burning, and collapsed several times.

In his panic, Thor could only cry out, "Father, save me!"

All Westerners were on tenterhooks, because this had never happened before in twenty games.

The Heavenly Gate has opened, but the primordial spirit has not yet departed.

Can the beings behind that heavenly gate hear the cries for help?

"Perhaps this is a loophole in the rules, allowing Father Odin to descend to the mortal realm."

Countless Americans hope to see Odin's figure in the Heavenly Gate.

But at this moment, the demonic claws of Patriarch Bodhi had completely obscured the Thunder God.

"The most important thing I did when I descended to the mortal realm was to refine the Divine Source Pill for Wukong. It requires the primordial spirit of the Western God as a guide, so it is your misfortune to have encountered me."

On the eve of his departure, Subhuti spoke in a deep voice, so as not to die without knowing the truth.

But this also provoked the anger of the little bird.

"Why should our God pay for the evil deeds of others? And who should pay for the evil deeds of you?"

"Don't you flower growers believe in having a grievance with a perpetrator and a debtor with a creditor?"

"Go find India if you dare!"

Little India: "That's true, but we're victims too, you know!"

Just as Thor was about to be refined into a golden elixir, a powerful divine imprint appeared on Thor's remaining remnant soul.

At the moment the mark exploded, a huge phantom broke free from Subhuti's palm, forcing the alchemy to a halt.

The phantom figure stood between heaven and earth, holding Thor in one hand.

Everywhere I look, there is only heartbreak.

The little eagle's heart surged with excitement: "That's Father Odin! My God! Father Odin, the Lord of All Things, has descended!"

Western gods permeate life, and their images bear a striking resemblance to the gods.

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