"Lord Thanatos!"
Thor's eyes snapped open, and a frantic young girl's voice sounded beside him.
The melodious music abruptly came to a halt at that moment.
Instinctively looking around, Thor discovered that he seemed to be in the midst of a recently imagined scene, becoming that silver-haired figure.
Just as he was puzzled.
A figure walked toward him from afar.
As the figure approached.
It prostrated directly on the ground.
"Lord Thanatos, Lord Tartarus asks you to visit the Ocaran Plane; it seems the giant dragons there are being unruly."
The figure spoke respectfully.
"Ocaran Plane?!"
"Understood!"
Thor was somewhat puzzled, but before his confusion spread, he instinctively spoke out.
"I shall take my leave!"
The figure respectfully retreated.
It was not until the figure had completely disappeared.
That fairies also retreated on their own.
It was only at this moment that Thor had the time to sense himself.
