Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years

Ghidorah's sudden disappearance gave Odin a bad feeling.

If this was Ghidorah's spatial magic, then could Ghidorah be too powerful?

So powerful that even he couldn't understand?

Could that be possible?

Clearly, it was not!

As for Briar's palm strike obliterating Ghidorah without a trace?

That also seemed unlikely!

But the current situation felt strangely familiar.

It was reminiscent of William the Obliterator striking down the archangel Amenadiel with a single palm...

Of course, in Odin's view, a figure like William the Obliterator would absolutely not stoop to transforming into a bear-man just to mock him.

After all, significant figures usually have deeper meanings behind every action they take.

To him, William the Obliterator was like a profound and unfathomable chess player, and this bear-man was merely one of his many chess pieces.

It's possible that William the Obliterator had intervened from somewhere, not wanting Briar to lose!! And then, with unfathomable methods, hid Ghidorah away.

Odin's gaze was icy as he stared down.

Seconds ticked by, and William in the arena, with his huge bear paw at the back of his head, stood there looking silly.

Odin's eyes narrowed slightly, indeed, Briar had no idea how Ghidorah disappeared.

The audience began to murmur among themselves.

"Where is Lord Ghidorah?"

"It's been so long, why hasn't he made a move?"

"Could it be that Lord Ghidorah is intentionally losing under Lord Odin's orders, in this manner?"

"Keep it down! Do you want to die?"

...

Clearly, the Shapeshifters mostly believed that Ghidorah was intentionally throwing the fight!

After waiting a moment longer, Odin finally announced loudly, "Briar, you've won! Next!"

Upon this declaration, the Shapeshifters dared not raise any objections.

After a burst of whispering, the entire Gjallarhorn Assembly Hall fell into silence.

Clearly, there was something more going on!

Now, who would dare to step up?

Odin didn't mind, he felt that given William the Obliterator's way of doing things, even if he had suppressed Ghidorah, he would surely release him eventually.

Moreover, he had previously promised that if the Ultimate Force Alliance managed to seize the power of the sacred halo, at least a strand would be given to Forseti.

Now, William the Obliterator's actions were perfectly aligned with his own intentions.

Excellent!

Everything was under his control!

"Lord Odin! I would like to know, if I step up, will I disappear into thin air like Ghidorah?"

According to the records in the Divine Realm, Thornclaw possessed the bloodline of an ancient and rare mythical beast, but in reality, he was an extremely rare Shapeshifter. He stood out and loudly questioned Odin.

This response didn't directly answer Thornclaw's question.

In other words, I haven't done anything, and whether you disappear or not is not my concern.

You might just disappear too!

Thornclaw frowned slightly and said, "Since you say so, Lord Odin, I'll take your word for it!"

After that, Thornclaw appeared directly in front of William, saying with a ferocious smile, "Little bear, I'm going to kill you!"

When William saw Thornclaw, he couldn't help but smile.

Fantastical Creatures like the true form of Thornclaw, which resembles a tiger, have meat that is definitely not as coarse as that of a tiger. The solid muscles become tender and delicious after being repeatedly pounded, pounded, and pounded again.

Despite his fierce appearance, his flesh has a subtle and unique fragrance, a delicacy hard to find in the entire Divine Realm.

"You say that, and it makes me feel very scared!"

How could it not be scary?

What would it feel like when the food on your plate is threatening to kill you...

Odin watched the events unfold below, resolute in his decision not to intervene.

If that really was William the Obliterator's doing, then this bear-

man was sure to be safe.

This Thornclaw... in the eyes of William the Obliterator, would probably make a fine delicacy.

Ah!

Thornclaw wasted no time in transforming into his monstrous form, becoming a beast as large as a small hill, his claws fiercely swiping at William.

William didn't resort to his previous tactics,his bear form suddenly grew even larger, surpassing Thornclaw in size. He grabbed Thornclaw's paw and slammed him onto the ground so hard that the entire arena trembled.

"Damn! Is this bear that fierce?"

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"I thought Lord Thornclaw should be stronger!"

...

The Shapeshifters in the audience were buzzing with commentary, but all they saw was Briar beating Thornclaw.

Punch after punch, Thornclaw was left without the ability to retaliate.

"Lord Thornclaw, use magic!"

"Could this bear have awakened the power of the wild, its strength actually overpowering Lord Thornclaw!"

"But this doesn't seem like a fight between Supreme Deity-level powerhouses!"

To them, it looked more like a brawl between beasts.

In battles of their caliber, it shouldn't just be about who is bigger in size.

Thornclaw was considered one of the stronger Shapeshifters. Logically, even in a contest of brute strength, that bear-man shouldn't have been able to surpass him.

And Thornclaw's special talents should have made him even more formidable...

Bang! Bang!! Bang!!!

Thornclaw didn't know what was happening, hearing those Shapeshifters urging him to use magic.

But how could he cast any spells at all?

This bear-man was truly bizarre. Once caught by him, the ability to mobilize one's soul energy was completely lost.

And yet, this bear-man's strength was even greater than his own, which was utterly incomprehensible.

Odin was dumbfounded.

Thornclaw was at the peak of the Supreme Deity level!

After reaching the Supreme Deity level, battles among peers usually don't have significant disparities in strength, and one-

sided dominations like this shouldn't happen.

But what did he witness? Thornclaw was being pinned down and beaten by this black bear without any chance to fight back.

Odin stared at the arena in disbelief.

The movements of this black bear... they felt strangely familiar...

Odin's pupils suddenly narrowed as he considered a possibility.

Briar wasn't Baldr's disciple, but William the Obliterator's disciple!!!

If that were the case, everything would make sense.

If it really was so, then Thornclaw...

"Enough!" With thousands of punches in a second, William thoroughly tenderized Thornclaw's muscles. After such intense pummeling, the meat would become much softer.

With the final punch, Thornclaw disappeared just like Ghidorah before him.

Odin's brow furrowed.

He vaguely remembered William the Obliterator mentioning that Thornclaw's meat quality was quite good, and that it needed to be tenderized several times before consumption...

It's over!

Thornclaw was gone!

Odin took a deep breath and announced, "This round, Briar wins. If no other Shapeshifter lords wish to challenge further, the first strand of the sacred halo obtained by our Ultimate Force Alliance will belong to the Heart of Asgard."

He no longer wished to continue with the tournament.

If his suspicions were correct, continuing the fight would just turn these Shapeshifter warriors into delicacies on William the Obliterator's plate.

Briar was essentially helping William gather ingredients!