Godslayer: The Progenitor of Symbiotes

"No..." Chen Shuqiang suppressed his laughter, looked at Lin Qiye, and said with a hint of helplessness, "It's not what you think. I'll explain later."

Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of Chen Shu's answer, but did not press further, simply nodding: "Alright, then I'll wait for your explanation."

Chen Shu didn't say anything more, turning to look at the cell behind him where Saul was being held. His gaze became serious, and his tone became more earnest: "I'll release this 'thug' first."

He walked to the cell, and a spinning eye of energy slowly gathered in the palm of his right hand. The eye of energy contained powerful energy, and the surrounding air seemed to be stirred up, emitting a low hum.

boom--!

As Chen Shu pressed down with his palm, the building ruins beneath his feet seemed to be hit by a huge impact, instantly collapsing. Smoke and dust billowed, and debris flew everywhere, revealing the prison cell door.

A padlock made of star steel came into view, gleaming faintly with a cold light. Chen Shu took out a key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and gently turned it…

Click——!

With a soft click, the mechanism inside the cell was triggered. Thor instantly opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them.

crunch--

The heavy prison door slowly opened, and blinding sunlight flooded in like a tide, dispelling the darkness within. Chen Shu stood in the doorway, his gaze calmly fixed on the interior of the cell.

Thor sat cross-legged on the iron bed, sunlight illuminating a corner of his face and highlighting his resolute features. His eyes were deep and cold, like a beast that had been lying in wait for a long time, ready to unleash its power at any moment.

"Thor, come with me." Chen Shu's voice was calm and firm as it reached Thor's ears.

Thor was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked to the cell door. His tall and imposing figure stood before Chen Shu like an unshakeable mountain.

Under the gentle sunlight, Thor's face appeared exceptionally handsome, but his eyes were as cold as ice. He stared directly into Chen Shu's eyes, his voice deep and powerful: "What do you need me to do for you to return my 'Law' power?"

Chen Shu naturally met Thor's gaze, his tone completely unwavering: "When you can lift Thor's hammer."

Upon hearing this, Thor frowned slightly, a hint of doubt and impatience flashing in his eyes: "What exactly are the conditions for picking it up?"

Instead of directly answering Thor's question, Chen Shu asked him a question in return: "Do you consider yourself a benevolent god or an evil god?"

Thor didn't hesitate at all and said matter-of-factly, "Isn't it obvious? I have never associated with the likes of Loki."

“But I don’t think you are a benevolent god.” Chen Shu’s tone was direct and without any euphemism.

Thor's expression changed slightly, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes: "What makes you say that?"

Chen Shu met Thor's gaze directly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "You just stood by and watched, without taking any concrete action. Perhaps, behind our backs, you tried to persuade them, but that was all."

Thor's expression grew even more grim, his fists clenched slightly, and lightning crackled in his eyes, as if he might unleash a torrent of power at any moment. However, that power was blocked by some unknown restriction, preventing it from being truly released.

“What can I do? You don’t understand Asgard at all. I can’t change my father’s decision!” Thor’s voice was tinged with anger and helplessness.

Chen Shu sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm: "So what? You still did nothing. Great Xia has no gods. The five top gods know they can't compete with the many divine kingdoms, yet they still fight for Great Xia. And you, as the Thunder God of Asgard, who considers yourself a benevolent god, chose to stand idly by."

Thor was momentarily speechless, choked by Chen Shu's words, his expression complex and unreadable. His fists clenched tighter, his knuckles turning white, clearly indicating a fierce internal struggle.

Chen Shu gave him no chance to catch his breath and continued, "Thor, power is not just for fighting, but also for protecting. If you don't even understand this, you will never be able to lift Mjolnir."

Thor was silent for a moment, the anger in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a thoughtful look. He lowered his head, his voice low and hoarse: "...When you truly face your father, you won't say such things."

“Perhaps.” Chen Shu said, then suddenly laughed, his tone carrying a hint of disdain and confidence. “However, I feel that when I face him, I will kill him without hesitation.”

"Hmph, what arrogance." Thor sneered, clearly disdainful of Chen Shu's words. "Once you reach the highest point, you stand at the pinnacle of the gods. When you see your father, you probably won't even dare to breathe loudly."

"Then we'll wait and see." Chen Shu waved his hand casually, his tone somewhat nonchalant. "Right now, you're just my bodyguard. Don't waste your breath. I don't want to hear it."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards Lin Qiye, raised an eyebrow, and asked in a relaxed tone, "Back to Cangnan?"

Lin Qiye glanced at the fasting facility, which resembled a disaster zone, hesitated for a moment, and then made a decision: "Let's deal with the prisoners in the fasting facility first."

"Alright!" Chen Shu nodded, a burst of divine lightning appeared beneath his feet, and his figure instantly transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, rushing towards the entrance of the fasting hall.

"Running so fast?" Lin Qiye was speechless and couldn't help but complain, "Are you in such a hurry to get home?"

Without further ado, he wielded his twin swords and moved with lightning speed toward the gate of the fasting place.

Thor remained completely unmoved as he watched the two passionate young men walk away.

He stood there, his gaze deep, as if deep in thought, but soon he took a step and followed.

Although he was very reluctant, he couldn't deny that his best option right now was to follow Chen Shu.

After all, it all seems like yesterday that that being made a move and spoke a year ago.

This is the entrance to the fasting place at this time.

Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui were struggling to hold off the remaining prisoners. Although the number of prisoners was small, they were all elites and their strength should not be underestimated.

"Step aside!"

Wang Lu suddenly shouted, his voice tinged with anxiety.

At this moment, behind Fang Yanghui, a prisoner with a fierce look in his eyes held a straight knife he had picked up in the chaos, the blade burning with red flames, and thrust it straight toward Fang Yanghui's back.

Wang Lu's warning reached Fang Yanghui's ears, but it was too late. Although Fang Yanghui reacted quickly, the attack came too suddenly, and his "battle suit" was extremely vulnerable to fire. If this attack had hit, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Just at this critical moment, a golden bolt of lightning suddenly flashed!

boom--!

The burning straight sword was blasted away by a powerful force, and the prisoner was also forced to retreat, his face filled with horror.

"You two are too slow," Chen Shu's voice rang out leisurely. He stood beside Fang Yanghui, the golden lightning still lingering on his right hand, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding prisoners, his tone tinged with mockery.

"Chen Shu!" Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, a hint of joy appearing on their faces.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and deal with them, I need to get home quickly." Chen Shu waved his hand, his tone as relaxed as if he were talking about the weather.

Lin Qiye arrived at the scene at this moment, wielding two swords, his gaze cold and stern: "Leave the rest to us."

Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui nodded, quickly adjusted their mindset, and rejoined the battle.

Chen Shu stood still, his gaze sweeping over the prisoners, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Now, it's my turn to stretch my muscles."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already transformed into a golden lightning bolt and rushed into the enemy ranks.