Just then, Frigga suddenly spoke.
Frigga's strength was not far from Odin's at his peak, though some of her power had faded over the years.
But she was still keenly sensitive to the aura of magic.
"As expected of the greatest sorcerer in the Nine Realms!"
Wang Yang's voice slowly rang out.
"The greatest sorcerer? Oh, please!"
Hearing that title, Frigga could not help smiling and shaking her head.
"My magic may be passable, but it cannot compare to yours. You must have already broken free of mortal limitations!"
Frigga spoke with discerning insight.
"You could say that!"
Wang Yang gave a noncommittal answer.
"Since you have come here, you must be here because of Hela!"
Frigga knew Wang Yang had already killed Hela once. Now that Hela had returned to life, Wang Yang would naturally know about it.
"You could say that!"
Wang Yang nodded.
"Could you spare Hela this time?"
Frigga spoke pleadingly. Hela was one with Asgard, and as long as Asgard survived, Hela would not die.
But as a mother, how could she possibly want her own daughter to die?
"I did not come to kill Hela this time. Rest assured!"
Wang Yang smiled and shook his head.
Hela's current strength placed her among the strongest in the entire Nine Realms. Although Odin had returned to life, his vitality had already run out, and he had expended too much power. Naturally, he was no match for Hela now.
"It seems this day has come after all."
Odin sighed. Some things were bound to happen eventually.
He tightened his grip on his spear, and his armor automatically settled over his body. He rose and spoke.
"Come, then. If I die at your hands, I will have nothing to say."
Hela neither moved nor spoke. She merely