Saka is a very free place, so free that you can run naked on the street without anyone stopping you, and even if you are talented in something, you may even be favored by some ladies, of course, I'm talking about face, don't think too much about it.

You can also stand on the highest building and shout insults to the god of Saka, Gao Tianzun, and no one will stop you, in fact, if you scold well enough, Gao Tianzun himself will even appear in person and give you a reward, but if you scold as usual, people can't be interested, then the gladiators hired by Gao Tianzun will be happy to play a game of wrestling with you.

Most importantly, this is a place of abandonment and exile, and keeping this in mind will allow you to quickly get rid of all previous perceptions and recreate the unique "right" view of right and wrong that is unique to Saka.

"Hey, Thor, come and give me a whack on the back!"

Thor had just finished his workout and returned to his room with a tired body, this was a terrible four-person room, although the place was big enough, but it was not clean at all, in fact, this was normal, after any room was occupied by a Peak, it could not be too clean.

These aliens are lazy, eaty and sleepy, almost never take a bath, and have a disgusting smell all over their bodies, and they also use this smell as a weapon, but let's tell you the truth, even without this disgusting weapon, a normal person would not want to mess with a Peak, because these guys are so powerful that even if they are just young people, they can break thick trees with their bare hands, or even pinch off steel.

They also don't have too deep a civilization, to be precise, this is a group of galactic mercenaries, there are a lot of them, and they are also notorious.

Thor was only sent to Saka by the Rainbow Bridge three days ago, in fact, until he was sent to the gladiatorial arena by Sif to the gladiatorial arena, he had been in a state of hangover, and finally in the anger of the female general lamenting his misfortune, he threw him directly into the gladiator asylum, and then turned around and left Saka, but according to the grapevine, Lady Sif seems to have gone on a private date before leaving.

So when Thor came to his senses, he found that his long golden hair, which he was proud of, had been shaved, and he had been put on the armor of a gladiator, and he had become the number 1543 Gladiator, and tomorrow would be his first appearance.

Thor didn't try to escape, but unfortunately, after losing the warhammer, he had to rely on the Asgardian physique to fight against the samurai of the High Heavens, and after defeating 10 samurai, he was recaptured and thrown into a confinement room for 1 day, and when he came out, there was already an extra Peak "roommate" in the room that no one wanted to accept.

"You go die. ”

Faced with the excessive demands of this lazy guy, Thor threw out a sentence indifferently, and sat down on his bed, ready to rest.

He hadn't intended to waste too much time on Saka, but while he was in confinement, he accidentally saw someone he would never forget.

Cyber!

The villain who almost killed his father, killed his brother, and ruined everything for him, is here, and after many inquiries, Saul knows that Cyber is the defender of this championship battle, after the promotion tournament is over, after the elimination battle begins, every ace gladiator has a chance to challenge the defender, once successful, he will automatically become the new defender, until the first place is decided in the elimination battle, the two fight, and the final champion is determined.

Thor doesn't care about championships, he only cares about one thing... The gladiatorial arena of the knockout tournament cannot admit defeat unless one side loses consciousness, or it is directly killed!

In other words, as long as he can make it to the knockout round, he will have a chance to slash Cyber in battle!

Avenge Loki and his father!

Thor was immersed in his own state of mind, not realizing that his arrogant and unreasonable "roommate" had been stimulated to go crazy by his casual words.

"Bang"

A fist covered in scales and grease slammed into the plank next to Thor, and when he looked up, he smelled a bad smell.

"You've got itchy skin, right?"

A sinister smile danced on the Peake's face: "I'll clean you up today!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to fight, Saka Star did not prohibit private fighting, the Destroyer had thrown several corpses at the door of his single room in the past few days, but then again, a gladiator who could be killed by an assassin was indeed not an ace gladiator.

However, this punch did not hit Thor in the face, and just as the Peak's fist was about to smash out, a foot wearing black combat boots had already kicked behind him, with great force, and kicked the Pickleman into the corner of the wall, hitting the head and bleeding.

This scene surprised Saul a little, he didn't get up, anyway, he was also the prince of Asgard, Thor had seen the world.

Entering his room was a man in black armor, but he was not a visitor, instead, after kicking the Picks away, he stood sideways, and behind him, another tall guy walked in.

This is a very peculiar guy, wearing a silver-white lightning winged battle helmet, wearing a set of silver and red intertwined battle armor, and a red cloak, looking very powerful, and on the belt, he carries a black war hammer, and when he walks, thunder and lightning overflow.

But the most striking thing was not his posture and his weapons, but his face.

The rest of his body is the same as a human, but his face... It was a horse's face, the face of an ordinary war horse, and when he opened his mouth, he could still see the same teeth as the horse, which were very white, although it would make people feel weird to describe, but the eyes on the horse's face shone with a calm light.

"Your name is Thor?"

The horse-faced man walked in, frowning slightly, obviously, the smell of the Picks made him a little disgusted, he stretched out his fingers and shook them, and the previous servant picked up the Picks and threw them out of the window... Thor took a look, and he knew that the pig-like guy was dead.

The place where he lived, nearly 100 meters high, with the strength of that nemesis, fell in this state of coma...

"Yes"

Thor nodded, and the horse-faced man smiled, leaning back in his chair in a friendly manner, and asked:

"I heard that you gave yourself the nickname Thor?"

"That's not a nickname!"

Thor raised a finger, a thin blue electric current flashed at the tip of his finger, and he looked at the horse-faced man in front of him: "I am the thunder god of Asgard and the Nine Kingdoms, from the moment I was born, I am!"

"Okay. ”

The horse-faced man shrugged: "Then let's discuss something... Thor's name, you don't want to use it in the future. ”

He said it lightly, as if he were describing a fact, but Thor's expression had already cooled, and this change did not escape the attention of the horse-faced man, and he whispered:

"I'm not humiliating you, Thor, on the god of war totem of Saka, there are four people's faces, the second of them... Also called Thor. ”

He stretched out his finger and pointed at himself:

"That's me... I was the overlord of that championship battle 170 years ago, Thor's nickname, they gave it to me, the rules of Saka, you don't understand it, right? ”

Thor snorted, he stretched his body, and sat more comfortably on the bed, he folded his hands on his shoulders, his hair had been shaved short, and a hint of mockery flashed on his more energetic and youthful face:

"Why should I follow your rules, why did I change my name... And instead of you changing your name?"

"Because..."

The horse-faced Thor stretched out a finger, just like Thor just now, and a flexible blue light like the real Thunder Serpent jumped back and forth on his fingertips, Thor's expression became ugly, and he heard the horse-faced Thor whisper:

"The world speaks from strength... There can't be two Thor under the stars, and frankly, I'm looking forward to actually fighting you in the knockout round to decide where the name Thor belongs, but at least for now... Thor, for your own good, change your name. ”

"Bang"

The metal rod held by Thor was pinched and bent, and this shame made him angry and wanted to stand up now and fight with the madman in front of him, although judging from the power of that trace of thunder and lightning, he who lost Mjoornir probably couldn't even survive ten moves, but just when his reason could no longer withstand the impact of anger, another voice came.

"I advise you not to force him to do what he doesn't want to do. ”

The horse-faced Thor turned around, and the door of the room guarded by his attendants had been opened, and the battle-hardened attendants who followed him were thrown at the feet of the intruder like a broken doll, with no obvious wounds on his body, but a vicious demonic fire... It was scorching his internal organs and soul.

"The overlord said that this person used to be friends with him, if you dare to use his bad brain..."

Drax the Destroyer reached out and removed the War Scepter from behind his back, and with a snap, the hideous armor-piercing cone bounced out from the top of the warhammer, and the arrogant man put the warhammer in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"He'll be coming to you soon to "play"..."

The horse-faced Thor's gaze did not linger on Drax for long, but gathered on the scepter of war, his gaze flickering, and he whispered:

"Where's Ares?"

"There's only one way to get a samurai to lay down his weapon..."

Drax didn't answer positively, but it was enough.

Horse-faced Thor breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up and patted the silent Thor on the shoulder:

"From today onwards, your name is "Thunderman"... Until you take your name back from me, I'm looking forward to seeing you in the knockout rounds, Thor, don't let me down. ”

After speaking, the horse-faced Thor popped out his fingers, and a beating thunderbolt rushed into his entourage's body, and after a while, the demonic fire inside his body was extinguished, and the unwilling squire glared at Drax viciously, but in the end, he quietly followed the horse-faced Thor away.

"Overlord asked me to bring you a message..."

The Destroyer put away the scepter of war and walked over to Thor, who bowed his head and was silent, this guy didn't know how to be tactful, so he said directly:

"The Overlord knows what you want to do, he knows what you want, he will promise you a duel in the gladiatorial arena, but first, you have to break into the knockout tournament on your own, he said, people like you and him, all grievances have to be spoken with fists and weapons in the end... And. ”

"He asked me to tell you, you're the god of thunder, you're not the god of the hammer..."

The Destroyer didn't know what this meant, he just repeated it as it was, and was about to leave, when he reached the door, Thor whispered:

"Just now... Thank you. ”

The Destroyer snorted:

"No thanks, Thunderman... If I were you, I would fight to make it to the knockouts, beat that arrogant bastard in the gladiatorial arena that I didn't even know a fucking guy, and then stomp on his heart, take his name, take his weapons, take away his glory... Take everything from him!"

"Instead of bowing your head here and being silent like a..."

Drax is not a man of many words, so at the end, he concludes with a very hurtful sentence:

"I don't know about the feud between you and the Overlord, but at least in my opinion, you don't have the right to be his opponent... At least now you are not qualified!"

The Destroyer leaves, leaving Thor alone in the messed room.

He sat there, he looked at his hands, how long had he not practiced with his companions since the loss of Mjournier, how long had he not touched a weapon, how long had he not been on the battlefield?

Wine, is it really that good?

If it were that simple, I am afraid that everyone in the world would be an alcoholic.

"Bang"

Thor's head slammed on the mirror in front of him, this special mirror made by the High Heavenly Venerable was unusually strong, and Thor was like a crazy cow, beating the mirror frantically until it was completely shattered, he raised his head, and in the fragmented mirror, several of his faces, his eyes, and his eyebrows were separated.

"Tomorrow... I'll let you know tomorrow... I, Thor, I'm back!"

The tiny lattice of love was wrapped around his body, but it quickly retracted into his body, like a newborn force that could not be well controlled.

"Thunderman? Good name!"