The Underworld Descends? A Blast of Purple Light Cannon Will Shatter It!

Chapter 241

A dozen pure-purple light blades tore through the air, instantly slicing out dense spatial rifts.

Hela's eyes widened, and her twin pitch-black swords immediately crossed in a hard block.

Creak, creak!

A harsh metallic screech exploded in midair.

Through the Mirror Dimension's defense, Thor and Loki were still shaken so hard that they clamped their hands tightly over their ears, faces full of pain.

The ferocious impact showed no mercy, instantly blasting Hela flying hundreds of meters away.

The moment Hela steadied her footing, a sickly green glow burst directly from her eyes, and the Deathforce all over her body gushed out like a torrent.

"Mere mortal, even if you have some tricks, don't even think about beating me!"

Hela screamed at the top of her lungs.

Immediately afterward, a sickly green curtain that blotted out the sky instantly unfurled behind her.

A lifeless miniature planet projection forcefully squeezed into the battlefield. The entire planet was shrouded in sickly green poisonous fog in complete silence, and a few creepy bone ravens flew through midair.

Ren knitted his brows.

An absurd pressure descended overhead, making even the pure magic inside his circulation feel sluggish.

"Odin is truly lavish," Ren muttered to himself.

The phantom before him was definitely Niflheim, the realm of the dead among the Nine Realms—the underworld where Hela had been imprisoned for countless years.

Now it seemed the old Allfather hadn't just banished his eldest daughter; he had also privately modified this planet, turning it directly into a giant energy power bank.

Using an entire planet as backup, the Asgardian royal family was truly wealthy and willful!

As he was marveling inwardly, Ren raised his longsword, casually parrying the black sword Hela hacked down.

Hela was stunned on the spot.

*"How is this possible? Why aren't