I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 1287: "Letter"

Lead-gray storm clouds blocked out the sun, rolling slowly from the north and gradually shrouding Asgard in a gloomy haze. Faint rumbling thunder echoed like the low growl of a massive beast. On the empty street, two maidens carrying flower baskets looked up at the oppressive clouds in the sky, their expressions quite solemn. "The thunderclouds are coming from the north... It seems Lord Thor is…