Chương 641: A Relatively Bloodless conquest

Metal into a cushion, the unknown stared unbothered by the hammer. The lashes flickered to a traumatizing gaze, the heroes, having witnessed Thor's power, remained baffled. The weapon fell and cracked the floor, "-Son of Odin. I spoke the truth when I said death had come," a simple gesture enveloped the throne room in a mystic coat of nothingness. "To watch the fall of a kingdom, what a pleasant sight," he said ominously. The frigid walls of stones glazed with a comforting white hue. A hemisphere kept out from in and vice-versa. 

 "Who are you?" fired Thor.

 "The king of monsters," he replied, "-Mjolnir a damned weapon," the tip of his feet held the metal-head, "-go on, try to call thy weapon."