Just call me Thor

Chapter 623 Three tombstones

Chapter 623  Three tombstones"No!" 

Mike and Professor Gregory almost simultaneously rejected Maxen's proposal. 

Cedric tapped the armrest of his wheelchair twice with his left index finger. 

Calderon sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. 

"Cedric says you're an idiot." 

Maxen: ??? 

Was that even possible? Could Calderon really understand Cedric's silent gestures? 

"Joseph… has other plans," Mike interjected, skipping over the topic entirely and moving on to the next candidate. 

Nine-Star Lords weren't exactly rare among humanity, but they weren't abundant either. 

Within Guardian Shadow, there had originally been ten Nine-Star Lords or higher. 

Unfortunately, Shadow Nine, Shadow Two, and Violet were reportedly out of commission, leaving only seven who could be deployed. 

However, using Shadow One or Shadow Three to guard the Tower of Truth seemed like a waste of their abilities. 

Mike's earlier investment in strengthening Guardian Shadow was now paying off. 

The top fifteen members of Guardian Shadow all had Nine-Star Lord-level combat power, with the rest steadily improving. 

From Guardian Shadow alone, twelve Nine-Star Lords could be allocated. 

Across humanity's various corps, only eight more could be gathered. 

That made twenty in total—still far from the fifty needed. 

"I'm worried that some floors might require more than one Nine-Star Lord to hold," Professor Gregory said. 

He was attending the meeting via video, as he still couldn't leave the Tower of Truth's range. 

"We'll have to find more manpower," he added. 

Humanity had several trump cards that had gone unused in recent years due to the lack of existential crises. 

Now, with Thor stepping into the role of Supreme Being and the conflict with the Supreme Demon God reaching its critical stage, it was time to reveal those cards. 

Professor Gregory began listing a few options: 

"The re

"There's no need to make a big deal out of it. 

You can announce a list of those who died in battle and include my name among them." 

Morpheus's reasoning was simple: 

"When I was born, no one announced it to the world. 

When I die, it's just one more person dying. 

How is that any different from anyone else?" 

There was no need. 

Everyone was the same. 

Mike was silent for a moment before nodding in agreement. 

That's how it would be handled. 

After that day, a new set of statues appeared in the square outside the Forest of Truth. 

Every day, visitors came to the square to look at the statues, remembering history and honoring the past. 

They laid flowers, said a few words, and let the sunlight shine on the faces of children. 

The laughter of children echoed above the Forest of Truth. 

Among the statues was one that seemed unremarkable. 

Half of its face was obscured, making its features indistinct. 

There was nothing special about it. 

It was just one of the people. 

It was protected by those around it, and it protected those around it in turn. 

This was one of the warriors who had sacrificed themselves for humanity over the past three centuries. 

Nothing more. 

The only curious thing was its shadow, which stretched unusually long. 

Perhaps it was this shadow that caught the attention of a little girl. 

She ran up to the statue, her voice soft and childlike as she struggled to read the name engraved on it. 

"Nathan…"