Fierce Battle

"Ugly? What do you know? This look is meant to intimidate enemies. The more ferocious it is, the better."

Hela was quite dissatisfied with Little Hela’s assessment. She had poured a great deal of effort into designing this appearance.

"These days, whether you’re a hero or a villain, being pretty is what matters most. As long as you’re beautiful enough, no matter how many bad things you do, you can still be redeemed and survive."

Little Hela straightened her hair, then waved a hand. A pitch-black cape formed from Death Qi appeared behind her out of thin air, fluttering wildly through the air with an especially flamboyant air.

"Ridiculous."

Hela snorted disdainfully and secretly began eroding Little Hela’s soul, intending to turn her back into her own avatar.

Little Hela sensed Hela’s move and snorted inwardly. She protected her soul with the Light Dragon Soul, then asked, "Still missing a weapon? Can your Night Sky Sword teleport here?"

Hela sneered. "If the Night Sky Sword could come out, I would have come out with it long ago."

"Then I can only switch weapons."

Little Hela looked toward the thunder-filled distance. Thor was over there.

Thor, who was wreaking havoc, suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He had the strange feeling that his wife was about to run off with someone—no, that his hammer was about to run off with someone. Startled, he hurriedly gripped his hammer.

Fortunately, nothing happened afterward. Thor heaved a huge sigh of relief. His axe had yet to be forged, so he still could not do without his hammer.

"Thor’s Hammer is useful, but I’ve used it too many times. I’m getting a little tired of it. Gungnir!"

Little Hela raised her hand and shouted loudly. Hela sneered. "You’re overthinking it. How could that old man Odin possibly give you the Eternal Spear? It is the proof of the Asgard King."

The next moment, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and landed in Little Hela’s hand. It was none other than Gungnir, the Eternal Spear.

Hela shouted in disbelief, "How is that possible?"

"Why wouldn’t it be? The old man dotes on me. Besides, it’s only a spear. It doesn’t represent much."

Little Hela giggled. At the same time, outside New York, Valkyrie asked Odin in astonishment, "You actually gave Gungnir to Hela? Odin, have you gone senile?"

"Hela is Hela, and Hai is Hai. Sigh, if Hela could turn back, so what if I gave Gungnir to her?"

Odin sighed. He no longer cared much about the throne, because he had come to terms with it—no matter what, it could not be worse than that bastard Thor, right? What sin had he committed in his past life? All three of his children were unreliable.

Valkyrie’s expression darkened slightly. "Don’t forget your promise to me."

"I won’t. Once this war ends, I will have the Blood God release Hela, then revive the other Valkyries."

Odin said, "I will use the last of my time to make Hela turn back. It is my responsibility. I cannot run from it."

Valkyrie sneered. "Make Hela turn back? I think you should buy insurance in advance. Oh, and put my name down as the beneficiary."

"Aren’t you afraid the Queen of Asgard will beat you to death?"

Odin grumbled. Valkyrie had fallen too.

Let us return to the battlefield. After obtaining Gungnir, Little Hela wasted no words and charged straight to the front lines. Then, she slammed Gungnir forcefully into the ground. Countless Gungnirs formed from Death Qi burst from the earth, piercing vast numbers of snake monsters and pinning them in the air.

The Snake Clan was greatly alarmed. A Snake God immediately rushed over to attack Little Hela. Little Hela raised Gungnir, and tens of thousands of spear shadows suddenly appeared in the sky before falling in unison, nailing that Snake God to the ground.

It was not that the Snake God was weak. Little Hela was simply too powerful. When tens of thousands of spear shadows fell, even the void itself seemed to freeze.

"I am Hela, Goddess of Death, your Queen."

Little Hela shouted. The phantoms of Gungnir turned into Black Qi and merged into the snake monster corpses. The snake monsters abruptly revived, hissing as they charged at the other snake people.

"Eternal Fire."

Hela drew in a sharp breath and asked, "Odin gave you that too?"

"He didn’t. He traded half of it to my Master."

Hela said sourly, "Your Master is truly generous. He was even willing to give you Eternal Fire."

"He didn’t give me his own half."

As Little Hela controlled the spear shadows to shoot down Snake Clan members, she said, "What he gave me was Odin’s half of the Eternal Fire."

Hela was speechless. That really was Master’s style.

Little Hela’s performance drew countless gazes—she alone was worth an entire legion. Thor saw it as well and laughed proudly. "That’s my sister. Impressive, right?"

At that moment, a spear shadow fell from the sky and smashed into Thor’s head. Little Hela snorted. "Idiot. I’m your older sister, the Eldest Princess of Asgard."

"Older sister? Who are you trying to fool? Wait, Eldest Princess? Doesn’t that mean your claim to the throne ranks above mine?"

Thor blinked and shouted, "Hai, from today on, you’re my sister. Once this war is over, I’ll immediately give you the position of acting king. After all, you’re the first heir. I can’t steal your place."

Thor felt that he was far too clever. Hahaha, from now on, he would be a free husky—cough, a free Thor.

Outside New York, Odin was so furious he nearly coughed up blood. With a son like this, how could he not be angered to death?

Valkyrie was speechless as well. She now completely understood why Odin had become so accepting.

Not only was Valkyrie speechless, Hela rolled her eyes repeatedly and complained, "How did Odin raise such a naive idiot of a son? And that is the throne. Could you please show it some respect? Back then, I fought from the Bifrost to the royal palace with two Night Sky Swords for that position. Seeing you act like this makes me feel like I was an idiot back then.

"Also, are you sure there’s nothing wrong with your brain? You actually called someone your older sister just to give up the throne?"

Little Hela said, "He’s Asgard’s husky. You’ll get used to him. Oh, and you have another younger brother. He likes wearing women’s clothes and secretly has a crush on his brother. Every day, he uses betrayal to win his brother’s attention."

"What kind of family is this?"

Hela felt a little embarrassed. Then her killing intent surged. "A freak family like this should all be killed, so they do not remain alive to disgrace us."

"You’re the biggest freak of them all."

Little Hela snarked as she wielded Gungnir to slaughter enemies in every direction, her record astonishing.

"That woman has Asgardian divine power?"

Lorelei, dressed magnificently and strolling leisurely across the battlefield, looked curiously at Little Hela. Why had she never heard of such a god in Asgard? "Hey, hurry up and do something. I’m bored."

Carol said impatiently. She was responsible for protecting Lorelei, and Lorelei would soon face a great number of attacks.

"I’ve already confirmed that the snake monsters have no interest in me. Fortunately, the snake people are very interested in me."

Lorelei smiled faintly and stretched out her hand. A huge phantom appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth. Then, the phantom said, "I want snake soup."

"Kill the snake monsters and make snake soup for the goddess."

Every snake person who heard Lorelei’s voice and saw her phantom immediately defected on the spot, attacking the nearby snake monsters. The goddess wanted snake soup, so naturally they had to make it. If they could not obtain snake soup, they would cut themselves up and offer themselves to the goddess.

With a single sentence, she had turned tens of thousands of snake people against their side. This was the upgraded succubus witch.

"Witch, how dare you?"

A Snake God immediately rushed over to destroy this monster. Seeing that the other party was a snake-person god, Lorelei directly blew him a kiss. The Snake God’s eyes instantly glowed red as he shouted, "Goddess, I’ll get you god-level snake soup."

With that, the Snake God charged murderously at a giant snake hundreds of meters long.

Carol asked in surprise, "You can even control gods?"

"I couldn’t before, but I can now."

Lorelei smiled. In truth, it was not only the snake people who were affected. The Xandar pilots were similarly influenced when they saw Lorelei—they were immensely excited and full of drive, wanting to perform well before the goddess.

Lorelei was a hugely popular star on Xandar. One particular centurion was deeply displeased by this and even cursed.

The Snake Clan commander noticed the immense damage Lorelei was causing and immediately sent a magma giant snake, crimson from head to tail, to deal with her.

Without a word, the magma giant snake immediately sprayed an enormous mass of magma over a hundred meters in diameter at Lorelei.

"Finally, I can make a move."

Carol immediately rushed forward and punched the magma back in front of the giant snake. Then, she descended like a meteor and kicked the magma giant snake flying, sending it sliding thousands of meters across the ground.

After Wang Bert’s strict training, Carol was no longer who she had once been. Her control was especially astonishing. Otherwise, she could never have punched liquid magma back.

With Little Hela and Lorelei joining the battle, the situation rapidly improved. Those two were both strategic-level "weapons."

Having just assassinated a snake monster, Mindy looked at Little Hela and pouted unhappily. "Why have they all grown up while I’m still the same? It’s not fair. Master is playing favorites."

In the sky, Light Ancient One heard Mindy’s complaint and smiled. She grabbed a handful of transparent flames from Heaven and threw them onto Mindy. It was Vengeance Fire, the source power of the Spirit of Vengeance.

Vengeance Fire was too fast for Mindy to dodge. It struck her directly, then surged into her body and fused with her.

"What is going on?"

Mindy was startled and hurriedly examined her body. At that moment, information about Vengeance Fire flooded into her mind. Her eyes immediately lit up, and she shouted gratefully toward the sky, "Grandma Ancient One, thank you."

Light Ancient One smiled. She had always liked Mindy.

"I want to grow up too."

Mindy’s heart stirred, and fierce flames ignited all over her body. At first, the flames were transparent, but as they fused with the Dragon Soul, they gradually turned emerald green, looking both beautiful and dangerous.

Then, with the help of the flames, Mindy rapidly grew up. She whistled, and the motorcycle specially customized for her by the Blood God flew over on its own and landed beside her.

Mindy climbed onto the motorcycle, and flames spread over it. The motorcycle rapidly transformed, becoming more dazzling and more imposing.

"Vengeance Knight Mindy, making her entrance."

Mindy cheered and rode forward in a trail of fire toward Ghost Rider Damon, who was slaughtering enemies ahead.

Hearing the sound of the motorcycle, Damon turned around in surprise. He saw a beautiful young woman wreathed in green flames, riding a motorcycle toward him with an excited expression.

"Mindy."

Damon recognized Mindy at once. He was both surprised and excited. After hesitating for a moment, he shouted at Mindy, "Hit-Girl, let’s fight together."

"Big Daddy, let’s fight together."

Mindy shouted excitedly. She had always wanted to be a Super Hero so that she could fight beside her father again. Those had been the best moments of her life.

Then, the two burning, incredibly cool motorcycles raced across the battlefield, reducing vast numbers of Snake Clan members to ashes.

"Mindy got her wish."

Wang Bert looked down at the battlefield below and nodded in satisfaction. He said to Serpent God Set opposite him, "Sorry, but your snakes cannot take Earth, and your psychological warfare has completely failed."

"Psychological warfare? Would I need psychological warfare to kill you?"

Serpent God Set sneered. "I had them attack because I wanted you to watch your people all die with your own eyes. Blood God, I told you that I would make your death as painful as possible."

"Sorry, but you can’t. You cannot make me suffer, and you cannot make my people die."

Wang Bert sneered. "Earth will not allow itself to be butchered by Demon Gods like you. Anyone who dares attack Earth must be prepared never to return."

Those words were not only for Set, but for all the ancient gods and Dimensional Demon Gods. The ancient gods snorted in unison but said nothing in response. As for the Dimensional Demon Gods, their expressions grew solemn.

When had Earth become so powerful? It could even withstand an invasion from the Ten Thousand Snakes Dimension?

"You think you’ve won? You merely stopped the first wave. With your numbers, you will soon be defeated. When that happens, all those so-called Super Heroes will die."

Set snorted. Earth’s army was indeed not weak, but it had one fatal weakness: its numbers were far inferior to those of the Snake Clan army. In other words, they could not sustain a prolonged battle. Victory would definitely belong to the Snake Clan army.

At that moment, several huge explosions rang out in succession below, and the entire plain shook.

Then, amid blinding white light, several mushroom clouds rose one after another. At the same time, several Shockwaves swept across the Snake Clan army with rolling dust. Everywhere they passed, the Snake Clan army, along with the grass on the ground, was completely destroyed.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of thousands of Snake Clan soldiers had died.

Set’s expression became incomparably ugly. He had just declared that the Snake Clan army would definitely win, only to be slapped viciously across the face. Did he not have any dignity?

Wang Bert laughed loudly. Doom really was an explosion maniac. He had actually used so many nuclear bombs together. Still, the effect was genuinely good—an excellent battlefield-clearing weapon.

Wang Bert shouted, "Set, today, not only will you die, but your Ten Thousand Snakes Dimension will also be destroyed by me."

"Arrogant. Blood God, since you wish to die, I’ll grant your wish early."

All seven of Set’s heads raised high at once. Then, seven pitch-black beams tore through space as they blasted toward Wang Bert with world-destroying force.

Godly Shield appeared out of thin air in Wang Bert’s hand, easily blocking the destructive beams. Wang Bert did not even move.

Then, Wang Bert shouted and hurled Spear of God at Set with all his strength.

That throw affected time and space. The instant Wang Bert raised his hand, Spear of God had already arrived before Set’s middle snake head.

Set’s middle snake head let out a loud roar, and time around Spear of God became incomparably slow, preventing it from striking its target.

At that moment, Wang Bert suddenly appeared behind Set’s back and slashed down with a hand chop. Space was directly torn apart, transforming into a Space Storm that blasted toward Set’s back.

Set’s far-right snake head abruptly turned backward, and time and space slowed once more. Then, three other snake heads simultaneously fired destructive beams at Wang Bert.

Wang Bert shook his hand, and Spear of God and the Space Storm broke through time at the same moment, striking Set’s snake head and back from the front and rear.

Set’s middle snake head was instantly destroyed by the holy light of Spear of God. At the same time, the Space Storm violently gouged a huge hole into his back, sending blood splattering everywhere.

As for the destructive beams Set had fired, not one struck Wang Bert, because he had already traveled through space to evade them.