Thor obviously heard Odin’s command.
But with his blood boiling and pure rage hijacking his senses, he completely ignored the All-Father.
His only thought was avenging the Warriors Three.
Thanos watched his Outriders and Leviathans fearlessly swarm forward to intercept the berserker God of Thunder.
But against an absolute gap in raw power, sending them in was just a meaningless waste of lives.
With a casual wave of his hand, he ordered his forces to fall back.
At this tier of cosmic combat, mere foot soldiers were completely useless.
At best, they could drain a fraction of the enemy’s stamina.
If his armada had firmly secured the upper hand, throwing away a few thousand beasts to tire out a god would be a perfectly acceptable trade.
But with the tide of the overall war still fiercely contested, recklessly squandering his troops was simply bad tactics.
Receiving the absolute command, the Outrider swarms and Leviathans instantly parted like the red sea, giving Thor and Odin an unobstructed path.
Meanwhile, the five generals of the Black Order finally emerged from their dreadnoughts on the outer perimeter.
Seeing the two Asgardian royals hurtling directly toward their Lord, they gripped their weapons tightly and surged forward to intercept.
Even though they had absolute faith in Thanos’s terrifying strength, making a fierce show of protecting their master was practically instinct.
Thanos, however, immediately ordered them to hold their positions.
His generals only possessed planetary-level combat power.
Just like those three Asgardian fools he had recently squashed, they had absolutely no business interfering in a clash between him and Odin.
Moments later, Thor violently closed the distance, Mjolnir spinning into a blinding blur.
“Raaaargh!” With a blood-curdling roar, Thor’s divine aura skyrocketed, violently pushing his power right to the absolute peak of the Sub-Skyfather tier.
He looked like he could shatter his own limits at any second.
But to Thanos?
That level of strength was still woefully inadequate.
Just then, an incredibly sharp, suffocating sense of danger washed over his entire body.
Shifting his gaze, he spotted Odin hovering a short distance behind Thor.
The All-Father had Gungnir raised, his lone, piercing eye locked dead onto Thanos.
That chilling, lethal pressure was radiating entirely from him.
It was glaringly obvious—Odin was serving as overwatch, covering for his son’s reckless charge.
Thanos didn’t hold back.
His own cosmic energy surged violently as he tapped into his true strength.
Gripping the Tyrant Greatsword with both hands, he swung the massive blade in a devastating arc to meet the incoming strike.
CLANG!
Even in the dead silence of the cosmic vacuum, the apocalyptic collision between the two divine weapons unleashed a phantom, ear-splitting shockwave that rang directly in everyone’s minds.
The catastrophic kinetic feedback traveling up the handle of Mjolnir left Thor in sheer shock.
But he fiercely gritted his teeth, forcibly pushing every last drop of divine power through his veins.
“Aaaah!” he roared again, violent torrents of lightning exploding outward in all directions.
Yet, no matter how hard he pushed, no matter how much lightning he channeled, Mjolnir refused to advance even a single millimeter.
The absolute gap in their physical strength was simply insurmountable. Get faster updates on g.com.
“Is that it?” Thanos mocked, his voice cold and flat.
With a sudden flex of his massive arms, the Tyrant Greatsword flared with a blinding purple light.
He viciously shoved forward.
Thor was instantly blasted backward by an unstoppable kinetic force, tumbling wildly through the void.
Fortunately, Odin had already closed the distance and managed to catch his son mid-flight.
“Do not let your impulses blind you on the battlefield.
Have you forgotten my teachings?” Odin reprimanded.
His voice was laced with deep frustration, but underneath it all lay the undeniable warmth of a father’s love.
He truly didn’t know what to do with this boy anymore.
Thor regained his footing.
He opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to argue, but the sheer, naked worry in his father’s eye made him swallow his pride.
He lowered his head in deep shame.
“I know, Father…”
Odin secretly let out a sigh of relief, but his gaze dropped to Mjolnir, and his heart sank.
“Fall back,” he ordered firmly.
“Do not get in my way.”
A massive, jagged fissure now ran straight across the head of Mjolnir, nearly cleaving the legendary hammer cleanly in two.
A cold dread gripped Odin.
Mjolnir had been forged in the heart of a dying star!
It was a divine artifact ranked just a single tier below Gungnir itself.
To think Thanos had nearly chopped it in half with a single, brutal swing.
Hearing the command to retreat, Thor aggressively shook his head.
“No!
I am going to avenge them!”
Refusing to back down, he raised Mjolnir to charge once more.
But as he finally noticed the catastrophic damage to the hammer, he completely froze.
This divine artifact had been by his side for centuries.
How the hell did it end up like this?
“I said fall back—” Odin barked, but he didn’t even have the time to properly scold his son.
Thanos was already hurtling toward them.
‘Unbelievable,’ Thanos scoffed inwardly.
‘Do these two idiots think this is some kind of movie?’
They were literally in the middle of a galactic war, yet here they were, having a touching father-son bonding moment right in front of his face, acting as if he didn’t even exist.
He sure as hell wasn’t one of those polite cinematic villains who patiently stood by and waited for the heroes to finish their dramatic dialogue before attacking. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
In the very next split second—
CLANG!
Another apocalyptic shockwave ripped across the battlefield.
The Tyrant Greatsword and Gungnir—two of the absolute most devastating weapons in the universe—clashed for the first time.
And through that monumental collision, both Thanos and Odin instantly gauged the terrifying depths of each other’s power.
This was an opponent who was absolutely on par with their own strength.
A wild, predatory excitement ignited in Thanos’s chest.
After spending five hundred years in this universe, this was the absolute first time he had ever crossed blades with an enemy who could genuinely match his raw might.
But while Thanos thrilled at the challenge, Odin’s heart sank like a stone.
The All-Father knew right then and there: ending this fight quickly was going to be completely impossible.
In the blink of an eye, the two titans became a violent blur of strikes and parries.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
A rapid-fire chain of deafening impacts echoed through the void.
In a mere three seconds, their weapons violently clashed over a hundred times.
Their movements were so unfathomably fast that, to anyone else on the battlefield, they were nothing more than a chaotic storm of flashing light.
Finding a fleeting opening, Odin unleashed a burst of force to push Thanos back.
Instantly, he channeled his divine power, firing a catastrophic beam of golden-white energy straight from Gungnir’s tip.
Not missing a beat, Thanos forcefully surged his Power of Destruction, bringing his massive Greatsword down in a brutal, sweeping slash against the incoming beam.
A blinding white light violently collided with an ominous purple aura.
The sheer, apocalyptic density of the competing energies actually began to fracture the surrounding fabric of space, creating jagged, microscopic black rifts in the vacuum.
Thor, who had just been preparing to retreat, saw the two titans locked in a ferocious energy struggle.
He immediately spun around and rocketed right back in.
Since Mjolnir was compromised, he abandoned the weapon entirely.
Clasping his bare hands together, he summoned a violently intense, blinding storm of pure lightning.
Odin caught his son’s movement out of the corner of his eye and panicked.
“Thor!
No!” he bellowed.
The All-Father knew perfectly well that Thanos—just like himself—hadn’t even tapped into his absolute limits yet.
There was zero chance his foolish son was going to land a successful sneak attack.
But the warning came far too late.
Thor was already right on top of his target, hovering barely a meter behind Thanos’s broad back.
He raised his crackling fists high, fully preparing to bring the thunder down.
A cruel, mocking smile curled the corner of Thanos’s mouth.
In the very next split second, his massive body simply vanished from the spot.