Countless Night Swords formed a long sword dragon, howling as it shot toward Aaron.
In an instant, a massive portal appeared before Aaron and swallowed the entire sword dragon whole.
At the same time, another portal appeared above and to Hela's side. The sword dragon flew out of it and bit toward its master.
Hela merely glanced at it, and the sword dragon dissolved into green motes of light.
"What a nuisance."
"It really is. After all, my magic power isn't borrowed.
Even if it were, I couldn't afford this kind of expenditure," Aaron said with a sigh. Then his tone shifted. "I have no grudge against you, yet you want to kill me just because I won't kneel before you. Isn't that a little too tyrannical?
Even so, what you should have shown me was nothing but disdainful killing intent. But after I said you might not be able to get married, that killing intent turned into towering rage.
May I ask why?"
A mocking smile tugged at Hela's lips. "I merely wanted to prove that their judgment isn't all that great either."
"What do you mean?" Aaron clearly sensed there was more to her words.
"I'll tell you if you survive."
As soon as she finished speaking, a ball of green flame appeared in Hela's palm.
She slammed the flames heavily into the ground. Green magic power erupted from beneath her palm and rapidly spread in all directions.
"This is..." Aaron frowned slightly and swiped a hand through the air. A few orange-red sparks flickered before being completely extinguished. "Magic that seals space?
Heh! You really aren't leaving me even the slightest chance!"
Hela waved the Night Sword in her hand and smiled meaningfully. "Are you ready to die?"
"To be honest, no."
"How pathetic."
Hela raised her