Whoosh, whoosh!!
The Million Demon Legion, struck with terror, scattered in all directions, desperate to flee from the chaos, seeking to escape this dangerous realm as quickly as possible.
"Think you can escape?" Xia Chuan's voice echoed with calm certainty as he watched the legion of evil spirits fleeing in disarray. His eyes were calm, but his words rang with an unshakable authority. "Perhaps you don't know, but the entire land is under my control. Evil spirits, have you ever felt the touch of lightning?"
With a swift motion, Xia Chuan raised his right hand and grasped Thor's Hammer. In an instant, the hammer was surrounded by a dense array of thunder runes, crackling with the power of endless lightning.
Endless bolts of thunder surged into Xia Chuan's body, filling every fiber of his being with electrical energy, as though every cell was a vessel for a bolt of lightning. He had truly become an incarnation of the Thunder God, a force beyond comprehension.
He swung the mighty hammer with unyielding strength, striking the void with a force that reverberated through the air.
Void Thunderstorm!
The sky erupted in an all-encompassing explosion. The sound of the thunderclap was so powerful, it seemed to reverberate through the heavens and earth. In the span of mere moments, a vast area spanning hundreds of kilometers was shaken by the deafening roar.
The sound was so intense that the glass in every building shattered, the sharp shards raining down like deadly projectiles. Some structures even cracked, their foundations trembling under the weight of the sonic shockwaves.
But the true terror was not in the sound, but in the power that followed—the storm of lightning unleashed by Thor's Hammer. A massive thundercloud materialized above, swirling ominously with crackling energy.
The heavens seemed to tremble with the intensity of the storm. Hundreds of thousands of bolts of lightning, each as thick as a barrel, descended from the storm, carrying with them the fury of the gods themselves.
"Haha! This is exhilarating! This is real power!" Thor's Hammer hummed with excitement, its voice filled with raw delight.
It had never experienced such overwhelming force in its entire existence. Not even the combined might of its previous wielders could compare to the power it now held in Xia Chuan's hands. The hammer was intoxicated by the sheer magnitude of its own energy, thrilled by the unrestrained power surging through it.
The power of a single flash of lightning, when unleashed, could obliterate entire countries, turning vast stretches of land to dust. This was the true potential of Thor's Hammer, a power that felt limitless in its reach.
Xia Chuan's control over the hammer was flawless, and with each swing, the hammer seemed to grow even stronger. It felt as though its upper limits were being pushed beyond anything it had ever known, reaching new heights with every strike.
This was the essence of the Hammer's power—a pure embodiment of destruction, an unstoppable force of nature, designed not for mere victory, but for annihilation. It was the pinnacle of violence, and the monsters and evil spirits that dared to challenge it were nothing but prey for its fury. No second strike was needed. The storm was more than enough.
Thor's Hammer had never felt more alive, its power surging with every thunderous roar. The previous wielders were mere shadows compared to the unstoppable force it had now become.