After losing to Thanos and other heroes, Thor became extremely competitive, unlike his past. He trained diligently under Hela, rising to a level where he could go toe to toe with someone like Clark, Satans, High Gods, and Conquerors.
His ability and physical prowess went beyond his past, reaching the realm where he was more powerful than Odin when he was young. Hence, his abilities and physical output were unparalleled under normal circumstances and he was the cream of the crop in Eden.
" Shoot!"
The old panther's face paled when he saw the current Thor, recalling the God of thunder in his dimension. His Thor was just like him but he was much older than this Thor and he used Mjolnir, yet this young Thor was able to reach that level and he was able to overpower them.
" What are you waiting for? Stop that spell."
He yelled at other panthers while looking at the gods with a grim face. Now in an open field, Gods were too powerful and he had no way to stop them. However, as long as he stopped that spell, his goal would be fulfilled and he would be happy to die.
" Do you think I would let you go?"
Hela's army of the dead appeared in front of them while she rode her swords. The giant storm that came from Helheim, covered the entire area while the panthers looked at her with horror.
" You will pay for what you have done."
On the other hand, Artemis was also passed by the arrogance of these mortals as the sky darkened with her power. She had permission from Zeus, so her power could be unleashed to its full potential.
" Don't leave me too."
Loki smiled wryly with a cold face, summoning countless versions of himself in their domain while freezing the section with his power.
The four gods unleashed their full power in front of the panthers without any hesitation while the panthers knew they were screwed. However, they were the survivors, not the best.
" Even if you unleash your power, what could you do? You are just losers who believe in the gifts. You would be nothing with a mortal body."
Thor chuckled at his words with a cold face, remembering the faces of those whom he had trained together. His fists and bones, everything was broken by so-called mortals. They utterly crushed him in their excellent fields while training him.
Danny and Taskmaster could beat him in close-quarter skills, Hulk could rival him in strength, Superman could defeat him and Loki was better at magic. Even Hela was stronger than him but he never gave up because he was Thor Odinson.
He was the pillar of his friends and his people. His defeat would spell the defeat of his people, so he stood up countless times despite bleeding.
" Even Gods bleed like mortals. Your words mean no harm to me. Your pitiful existence doesn't matter to me for I am Thor Odinson."
The huge thunder came crashing down on the white panther while the latter crossed his arms to protect himself. He felt every cell in his body was burning due to thunder but he didn't surrender. Instead, he roared like a wild beast, dashing toward them with a furious expression.
" Well said, brother."
Hela didn't turn back to them while holding her sword. She instantly appeared next to the white panther, plunging her sword into his legs. Unfortunately, it didn't completely get through his legs but it crippled it.
" Do you think I would faze at this wound?"
He kicked Hela away with his other leg, pulling out the sword while gritting his teeth. He gripped Hela's sword in his hand, dashing toward them without any care.
The arrows of the moon hit him in his vitals, yet he didn't show any pain. His struggle and his honor were the last defense in his mind.
" What a persistent bastard! Why do you seek destruction? Why do you want to kill all these people?"
Constantine bound his leg with a rope, dragging him to the ground. Even so, the white panther used the sword to drag himself.
" To save my people. No, our people. Unlike your universe, my universe was destroyed by others."
He threw the sword toward them but Arthur caught it with his hand.