Wish: launch nuclear missiles.
That was Mumu's wish to the Holy Grail just now.
Mumu was a summoned creature from another dimension. It could not understand concepts like Lin Qiye's Forbidden Ruins, Divine Realms, or gods. In its world of understanding, there was only one strongest weapon of destruction: nuclear weapons.
As two afterimages streaked into the clouds, blazing spheres of light silently exploded in the sky, instantly swallowing Hela's figure and the deathly aura filling the heavens, as if someone had scorched two massive holes into the sky with a torch.
The next moment, a heaven-shaking boom resounded throughout Asgard.
The many Lesser Gods who had been keeping themselves safe within their respective temples changed expression and turned in unison toward the two blazing fireballs in the sky.
It was an explosion they had never seen before. Unlike explosions caused by gods or divine artifacts, they could not sense the slightest fluctuation of divine power from it...
That thing did not belong to the world of mythology.
As the flames in the sky gradually faded, Lin Qiye's body finally finished regenerating. He called out to Mumu, and the latter immediately reverted to its bandage-wrapped dwarf form and returned to him.
Using the map from his memories, Lin Qiye mounted the Somersault Cloud and flew straight toward the Rainbow Bridge.
By now, No. 22 should have stolen the Sacred Rainbow Sword and be about to open the gates of the Rainbow Bridge.
Not long after Lin Qiye departed, a pair of slightly charred hands stretched out from nothingness amid the rolling smoke and violently tore open space.
Surging netherworld deathly aura poured from the spatial rift as Hela slowly stepped out. Her black royal robe was already tattered beyond recognition, but aside from a few scorch marks, she bore no