The instant the spatial rift appeared, Aaron and Hela's pupils contracted. In perfect unspoken coordination, they withdrew their respective dimensional powers and charged toward the rift.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hela decisively hurled the two Night Swords in her hands at Aaron. She had been stuck in this godforsaken place for over two thousand years and had long since had enough.
She could not break Odin's seal with her own power, yet the collision of two dimensions had unexpectedly broken through it. She would never let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip away.
Moreover, this spatial rift seemed to permit only one Dimension Lord to pass through. It was now or never, so every second counted.
Bang! Bang!
Two heat rays shot from Aaron's eyes, shattering the Night Swords without slowing his stride in the slightest.
He had fought Hela for so long and finally forced her to use the power of the Death Dimension, all for the sake of this "portal."
As they sprinted forward, each used their own methods to hinder the other. Just as they neared the spatial rift, Hela suddenly flicked her right hand, and several spikes shot up from beneath Aaron's feet, piercing straight through his body.
"Goodbye." Hela revealed a smug smile, but her expression froze the next instant as Aaron's body turned into bubbles and vanished.
"I'm fairly skilled at Illusion Magic too." Aaron's figure reappeared. He was now only one step away from the portal.
"Don't even think about it!" Hela roared unwillingly. Just as she was about to throw a Night Sword, her movements stalled for an instant.
"Goodbye." Aaron seized that fleeting moment and leapt into the spatial rift before Hela could, though his face had grown even paler.
When Hela came back to herself and saw no sign of Aaron, she immediately realized