Just call me Thor

After the seniors left, the remaining people were divided into three groups.

The Mercenary Corps had the fewest members. They could choose to follow the United Corps or take on mercenary tasks in a medium-sized Abyssal Plane.

Members who chose the United Corps, like Cain, had relatively simple tasks.

As interns, they would go to a large Abyssal Plane, participate in the corps' defense and rotation, and also have patrol duties.

Cain was heading to the Twelfth Abyssal Plane, which had a casualty rate of less than 5% in the past decade and a death rate of less than one in ten thousand.

The last death in the Twelfth Abyssal Plane occurred two years ago.

Cause of death: Died of old age.

Before heading to the Abyssal Plane, Mike and others had attended professional classes introducing the Abyssal Plane.

The Abyssal Plane is broadly divided into three types: large, medium, and small/micro.

Large Abyssal Planes have demon gods stationed.

Even if a demon god is slain, as long as the Abyssal Plane continues to exist, a new demon god will soon be born.

After the Blood War, humanity pushed the front lines from Earth back to the Abyssal Plane, truly keeping the enemy at bay.

Under the framework of the Supreme Agreement between the Supreme Beings and the Supreme Demon Gods, both sides intentionally controlled the intensity of wars in large Abyssal Planes.

Demon gods wouldn't take the initiative to attack, and their Lord-level demon creatures would also lie dormant.

Humanity, relying on slowly built defenses, gradually wore down the demon creatures.

Even when fighting, they would form battle formations, linking the lives of many Soldiers and Generals to minimize casualties.

Both races understood.

With the Supreme Agreement in place, humanity could only station three corps in a large Abyssal Plane.

Purifying the entire abyss would consume enormous resources!

The foundation humanity had built up over years of recuperation was half spent in yesterday's major battle!

It's important to note that purifying one large Abyssal Plane strengthens the others!

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In yesterday's major battle, the order of purification was carefully planned.

First, Supreme Being Ares, with his sword servant, purified the third abyss, the strongest enemy in the major battle.

Then, Supreme Being Apollo sealed the fourth demon god, and the three major corps jointly purified the Abyssal Plane.

Finally, the weakest target—the sixth Abyssal Plane!

Even after two rounds of strengthening, the sixth Abyssal Plane couldn't escape purification after the fall of the sixth demon god.

If humanity went all out, exhausting all war potential, they could indeed launch two to three more major battles, breaking through several Abyssal Planes in one go.

But by then, humanity would be at its limit!

They would be overwhelmed by the remaining Abyssal Planes and utterly defeated!

A heavy punch had already hurt the enemy; it was time to stop.

In the strategic tug-of-war between the two races, humanity had always been pragmatic.

After digesting all the gains from the last major battle, humanity would make new moves.

By then, Thor might have grown into a Supreme Being!

Until then, the battlefield in large Abyssal Planes would see only minor skirmishes, with even Lords avoiding action.

In other words, the fiercest battles were in medium and small Abyssal Planes!

Without demon god control, demon creatures were even more ferocious.

And the resources in medium and small Abyssal Planes were crucial for both races.

In some small Abyssal Planes, humanity could only station one corps, making them vulnerable to demon race ambushes.

Therefore, the smaller the Abyssal Plane, the higher the danger.

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from the front of the group, "Hello, Lone Wolf students."

Mike looked ahead and saw a familiar face—Nyx Valoria.

Nyx Valoria, one of the front desk managers at Wolf's Den, did much more than just collect debts from Maxen.

Half of the task distribution at Wolf's Den was under her control.

Besides her own considerable strength, Nyx Valoria had an extraordinary background, or rather... a significant one!

Her father was a distant cousin of Supreme Being Ares, a Lord-level powerhouse.

Her mother was Maxen's aunt, also a Battle Chief-level powerhouse.

Maxen's biological father, along with Supreme Being Morpheus, Professor Gregory, Shadow Nine, and others, had fought together, forming deep bonds.

In short, besides Maxen, Nyx was also someone with a strong background.

Nyx Valoria's presence at the summer camp didn't surprise Mike.

She continued, "As Lone Wolves, once you enter the medium-sized Abyssal Plane, you have individual tasks to complete while ensuring your safety. Please collect your task cards."

Hundreds of cards flew from Nyx Valoria's hand, landing in front of everyone. She emphasized, "Do not disclose your tasks to others; it's a dangerous move!"

"There have been instances where Lone Wolves shared their tasks with friends, only for demon cult traitors to collect the information, causing significant losses!"

Hearing this, Mike glanced around. In the Eye of Truth, nothing could be hidden.

Good, everyone here was clean. No demon cult members.

Mike received a task card and glanced at it,

[Kill a tier-three Soldier demon creature in the Horn Abyss and bring back its intact head.]

But Mike's real task was to go to an unnamed small Abyssal Plane to assist in rescuing Professor Gregory.

Lone Wolves entered the Abyssal Plane separately, so no one knew where Mike was going.

After receiving their tasks, the Lone Wolves followed the instructor to the designated teleportation gate.

The gate was in the plaza near the Forest of Truth.

Arriving at the plaza, Mike glanced at a corner, sensing danger.

[A black coffin is watching you.]

[Current survival index: 98%...96%...45%...0.5%...86%]

The survival index fluctuated wildly, like a heartbeat.

Mike felt a killing intent locked onto him but didn't know why.

A black mist spread from beneath Mike, shielding him and sharing the pressure.

At that moment, Mike, Shadow Nine, and the black coffin seemed to be pulled into another space, isolated from the world.

Holding a knife in his left hand, Shadow Nine growled a warning,

"Calderon, don't think you can act crazy just because you're a madman! This isn't a place for your antics!"

"Kehehehe—"

The black coffin twitched, emitting a villainous laugh.

The sound was even worse than Shadow Nine's, like a stuck karaoke machine.

"Shadow Nine, dare to tell me, who is the greatest Ultimate Battle Lord of humanity?"

Mike now understood; the killing intent wasn't directed at him!

The black coffin was targeting Shadow Nine!

Facing the question, Shadow Nine snorted,

"Even if I die one day, it won't be you, a worthless piece of trash, who becomes the greatest Ultimate Battle Lord of humanity!"

The strong presence in the black coffin was clearly mentally unstable, not even listening to Shadow Nine's answer, instead changing the subject,

"Shadow Nine, the young man beside you... he's Thor..."

Calderon finally noticed Mike's presence.

The black coffin twitched again, seemingly unable to contain itself.

"Would you consider letting me be your protector? I'm much stronger than Shadow Nine!"

Shadow Nine's left-hand knife was almost drawn.

He was confident he could slice the black coffin in half with one strike.

However, he would have to endure Calderon's counterattack, and Shadow Nine wouldn't fare well!

Fighting a madman always meant self-harm.

At the critical moment, Calderon spoke again from the black coffin,

"Thor, tell me, who is the greatest Ultimate Battle Lord of humanity?"

Mike was stunned, instinctively replying, "Are you talking about me?"