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n484 Please add extra cheese foam for me

nThor was still unaware of the kind of being he faced, but the ease with which William had blocked so many of his attacks was already indicative of his immense strength.

nMost importantly, from William’s effortless defense, it was clear that he hadn’t yet used his full power.

nStill undaunted, Thor, though not as ancient as William, had also experienced long, monotonous eons.

nIn some ways, he was similar to William, bored from being invincible.

nThor, fully immersed in the battle, didn’t ponder much and just kept swinging his hammer.

nBy the 179th strike, William remained in the same state as before.

nThor, due to the immense recoil, began to bleed from every pore.

nThe 180th strike!

nThis was his limit.

nDelmar, watching the sky, had lost interest in Alice’s fight with the divine beings. He was curious to see if William was still at his peak.

n“The power of this final strike should be able to gravely injure an Absolute Deity-level being,” Delmar mused, a smile appearing on his face.

nMoros nodded in agreement, “Close enough!”

nIn their view, Thor’s attack, given his strength, was impressive.

nBut his opponent was William, the being who even high-tier god-kings revered!

nThor, now spitting blood, roared as he swung his hammer for the last time, “Die!”

nWilliam looked on indifferently as the massive hammer nearly hit his head. He again extended his hand and caught the hammer.

nThis time, he slightly moved aside by about three inches.

nBut in his palm, the mighty Hammer of Thor was crushed to pieces.

nA divine weapon?

nStill too fragile.

nThor’s muscles, unable to withstand the immense recoil, cracked open across his skin. His body was a horrific and ferocious sight, drenched in blood, with only the two purple glints in his pupils still flickering.

n“Come on! Show me how strong you really are!” Thor glared at William, his Hammer of Thor beyond repair. Discarding its handle, he clenched his fist, which was adorned with a godly-empowered metal gauntlet.

nAs Thor spoke, he readied himself for another attack.

nWilliam slightly raised his eyebrows and also clenched his fist.

nHow strong was he, really? .

nWilliam checked his angle and assumed a ready stance in mid-air, looking somewhat serious.

nWithout any sound, Thor only saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his field of vision.

nBasic?

nDelmar was momentarily lost for words, his expression a picture of astonishment.

nThis guy was still so infuriating!

nIn any world, his god-slaying sword technique would be considered among the pinnacle of skills, yet William called it basic!

n“You… say that again!!”

nDelmar, usually quite composed, felt genuinely insulted by William’s remark.

nWilliam laughed. He and Poseidon were old acquaintances; there was nothing they couldn’t say to each other.

n“It’s basic!”

nReally, this person was asking to be insulted again, and William almost felt embarrassed to oblige.

nDelmar took a deep breath, trying to adjust his emotions, and said sarcastically, “You’re letting your wife learn from my low-level swordsmanship?”

nAfter speaking, Delmar’s mouth curled into a smug smile, feeling as if he had scored a point against William.

nWilliam replied indifferently, “Can’t help it. The sword techniques I teach are too difficult, and her comprehension is poor. She can only resort to learning simpler things from you.”

n“What?!!”

nDelmar swore that if his full form ever came to this world, he would seek out William for a duel to avenge this insult.

nIs this also considered a normal human way of speaking?

nSuggesting that Alice’s poor comprehension couldn’t grasp William’s sword techniques and that she had to resort to stealing his ‘basic’ techniques?

nImplying that his techniques were so basic that even someone with ‘poor comprehension’ like Alice could learn them.

nHow basic could they be?

nWeren’t the special effects back then cool enough?

n“I don’t want to talk to you right now,” Delmar said, turning his head away.

nWilliam chuckled, “Seems like you were the one who initiated the conversation, as if I wanted to talk to you.”

nDelmar turned back, glaring at William, but eventually chose to stay silent.

nAt this point, he was just a mere avatar. He couldn’t possibly defeat William in a fight, and even a conversation seemed to lead to despair.

nEven if one possesses unbeatable strength, it’s not right to mock others like this!

n“You guys enjoy the show,” William said. “I’m going to buy my wife a coffee.”

nDelmar quickly called out, “I’ll have a Cheese Cap Coffee, with extra cheese foam.”

nWilliam couldn’t be bothered to argue. Delmar was nearly 400 pounds, and yet he still wanted extra cheese foam.

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