Chapter 963: Chapter 75 Hela, Slow Down, You’re Making My Heart Ache (6k)_4

However, the moment Hela stepped out of the Netherworld, her body shuddered violently, and a thick black death energy soared into the sky forming a dark cloud that blotted out the sun. The surrounding vegetation rapidly withered and decayed, and countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants instantly rotted away.

Following that, the uncontrollable death energy surged and churned over Hela like boiling water.

“Ah~~!~!”

The once valiant Death Goddess screamed in agony, collapsing to the ground. Half of her body seemed as though it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, with skin peeling off and flesh decaying, revealing chilling white bones underneath.

“Hela!”

Luo En was shocked and hurriedly rushed forward to help suppress the rampaging death energy.

But this inherent will of death had already fused with Hela’s flesh and soul, making it impossible to remove, no matter what. The harsher the methods used, the more intense the pain Hela endured.

“Take, take me back to the Netherworld…”

A weak voice came forth, and Luo En, gritting his teeth, lifted Hela and rushed into a spatial rift, placing his beloved disciple back on the land of the Netherworld.

This method indeed worked.

After Hela returned to the Netherworld, the boiling death energy on her rapidly cooled down, and the previously decaying flesh and skin quickly regenerated and healed.

But the pain that reached deep into her soul caused Hela to lie on the floor of the Royal Palace for half an hour before she could barely stand up.

“It seems I can’t accompany you back, teacher.”

Hela sat down with the help of a chair and looked at her not fully healed arm, responding bitterly.

Luo En bit his lip, falling into a rare silence.

He probably understood why Hela was so powerful–because half of her flesh had already merged with the Netherworld, the two being one.

Although this significantly increased Hela’s strength, it also brought extremely serious hidden dangers.

Once Hela left the Netherworld, the death energy in her would erupt uncontrollably, bringing her intense agony.

Therefore, for the sake of her body, she could only stay within the Netherworld.

Luo En forced a gentle smile on his face and comforted her:

“Don’t worry, once everything is settled, I will visit you more often.”

“Mhm.”

Hela nodded and then, biting her lip, solemnly added,

“Don’t make me wait too long in the future…”

Luo En paused, nodded toward Hela with his back turned, then stepped through the spatial rift in front of the Royal Palace, disappearing into the thick snow of the Mist Country.

Watching the warm hue of her memories fade into the distance, Hela smashed a stone table into dust with a fist, her pale face filled with gloom and discontent:

Why? Why can a mere Valkyrie stay by his side, but I can’t?

It’s not fair! It’s not fair!

But if filled only with feelings of indignation, nothing can be changed.

This, Hela knew better than anyone.

I won’t settle for this!

There must be another way for me to break free from this cage!

Hela lowered her head, deep in thought, trying to find an answer.

But the Netherworld and she were already too deeply intertwined–merely relying on Authority and Divine Power to accomplish separation from the Netherworld’s Authority was fundamentally impossible.

So, what if separation wasn’t pursued?

Hela looked up at the World Tree piercing the sky, a flash of inspiration striking her.

There was another way.

To expand the Netherworld indefinitely, bringing all of the Nine Great Kingdoms into its domain!

This way, she could move freely without limitations.

Of course, as the Father God would call it, it should be:

–Ragnarok!

Hela lifted her gaze towards the gloomy sky of the Netherworld, her eyes seemingly piercing through the swirling death energy, envisioning the Rainbow surrounded Immortal Palace and the father seated upon clouds, overlooking the world.

“This is what you owe me…”

A silent murmur flowed from her blood-stained lips, as the Death Goddess in the darkness sweetly whispered to the empty grand hall,

“Teacher, don’t worry, I will bring you back.”