"W-Wait, I think we can talk..."
After nearly ten days of grinding them down, the fire giant was the first to lose the last of its energy, turning back into a crown and falling into slumber. Hela, too, was already at the end of her rope.
Within that frozen world, she used her final strength to force out those words.
A strange expression appeared on Xu Yue's face. Then he tilted his head and asked in puzzlement,
"With absolute power, there's no need for any so-called negotiation. Isn't that what you said?"
Hela's expression stiffened as Xu Yue threw her own words back at her.
"Sorry, but you were fated to fall here..."
As he spoke, Xu Yue gathered the power for one final strike in his hand. If space wanted you dead by three, I couldn't exactly keep you alive until five. After all, it was all money—if it could be sold, it should be sold...
It had to be said that Hela and Surtur's strength truly exceeded all expectations.
Even in this world, entirely under his control, he could not swiftly destroy them outright!
Hela's agility and Surtur's sheer bulk had allowed them to hold out together for nearly ten days.
Their reason for existence was too powerful. It was impossible to erase them directly; he had to wear them down bit by bit.
Moreover, their final joint counterattack had worsened his injuries somewhat. Fortunately, he had recovered quite a bit during those previous fifty-odd days. Otherwise, Purple Yam's arrival later would have been genuinely troublesome...
Among Asgard's ruins, some remnants still protected by divine power remained, like fragments of buildings drifting through space.
Standing atop a massive shard with sharply defined edges, Xu Yue's true body was confirming the current situation through his connection with Six