Hela's expression was displeased as she said, "Uncle, I heard that you are the strongest in the Nine Realms, so I have a sudden urge to spar with you."
"I hope you won't hold back, and use all your strength to guide me, okay?"
"I really look forward to fighting powerful people." Hela's lips curled into a sneering smile.
Now, after being replenished by Asgard, her strength was more than several times greater than when she was sealed in Hel.
If she fought Odin again, she was confident she could kill this rotten old man.
Aaron? The strongest in the Nine Realms? Heh heh, that's only because I, Hela, wasn't around.
Now that she is here, she is the King.
Saying this, Hela raised her hand and struck with a sword.
However, her necrosword seemed to slice through air, falling straight into nothingness.
Hela raised an eyebrow. "Phantom? Clone? Uncle's magic is quite good."
"Congratulations, you guessed wrong."
Aaron, who should have been a phantom, shook his head. He ignored the necrosword, and slowly stepped forward, passing straight through Hela's body to stand behind her.
Hela's expression subtly changed.
This wasn't an illusion!
She immediately turned around and struck out with another necrosword.
However, when it struck Aaron's unprotected body, even using all her strength, she couldn't cut him down.
Hela felt a faint unease. Aaron was like a humanoid Uru, completely impervious to her strikes.
"Do you need a better sword? Yours looks quite ordinary."
Suddenly, another "necrosword" appeared in Aaron's hand. With a casual swing, it sliced Hela's necrosword into two halves with a clang.
Hela's expression changed drastically. "That's impossible!"
Although her necrosword was a magical creation, its hardness was in no way inferior to Uru.
Even Odin's Destroyer could be effortlessly pierced by her necroswords.
Yet, the method Aaron displayed now shattered her understanding.
Could this also be an illusion?
As Hela raised her hand, countless necroswords appeared flying around her.
In this moment, she resembled Gilgamesh, with the Gate of Babylon behind her.
Hela's sharp gaze swept around as she said, "If you have the guts, then don't disappear."
Aaron, whom Hela regarded as an illusion, walked up to her, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe. "Little Hela, I've been right in front of you the whole time."
Hela stiffened, then gritted her teeth, summoning necroswords to pierce her own body repeatedly as she attacked Aaron.
The dense array of necroswords covered the entire surrounding area.
Yet Aaron simply stood there, allowing the sharp swords to strike his body, only to hear clanging sounds before they fell weakly. Not even a single strand of hair was cut.
Aaron was completely impervious!
Hela was broken. She was working hard to restore her body, but found that Aaron, having done nothing, had blocked all her methods using only his physical body.
Is this reasonable?
How had she never heard that Asgardians possessed such a powerful physique?
"Damn it, what kind of method is this?"
Aaron didn't answer. Instead, he shook his head in disappointment. "I always thought that you, the one called the Goddess of death, would be able to give me a good time."
"But your attacks are weaker than I imagined."
"Did you not eat enough? Or is this all you've got?"
Hela gritted her teeth, feeling humiliated.
When had she, Hela, ever suffered such an indignity?
But Aaron was speaking the truth.
Hela's strength was immense. Although her appearances in the MCU were few, she consistently crushed Thor and Loki, possessing an astonishing villain boss aura.
Freshly released from the seal, and still ragged and weakened, she could crush the "indestructible" mjolnir with one hand.
She made Thor realize true terror for the first time, scaring Loki and Thor into fleeing immediately.
Then, returning to Asgard, Hela gradually recovered her power and easily slaughtered tens of thousands of Asgardian soldiers by herself.
She used an undead army to conquer Asgard by force, becoming unbeatable for a time.
Even the awakened Thor struggled against Hela and could only delay her for a period before leading a portion of the populace to retreat.
Of course, after Surtur appeared, her invincible image disappeared.
She was sliced apart, along with Asgard, by the full-powered Surtur's sword, and in the final explosion, she went to Valhalla alongside Asgard.
Aaron had originally thought Hela could make him put in a little effort.
But now it seems... she's too weak.
The force of her attack didn't even trigger the passive mechanism of the Super-Dimensional Body.
Oh, right, it wasn't that Hela was too weak, it was that he was too strong.
Hela glared fiercely at Odin, then gritted her teeth and summoned yet another necrosword.
A flash of light crossed her hand, and then, carrying tens of thousands of tons of power, she struck down again.
Aaron finally felt a bit of force.
"Using magic to temporarily strengthen the physical body, concentrating power onto a single point, thereby unleashing hundreds or thousands of times one's strength to complete an ultimate, incredible attack."
"Finally, that's somewhat interesting."
Aaron exposed Hela's method with a single sentence, and under her astonished gaze, he used Energy Reinforcement, then Temporary Burst, combined with Iron Body, plus Passive Energy Absorption to absorb the energy contained within that strike.
Where the blade met his skin, this time, it finally broke the surface layer. It was embedded several centimeters deep into his flesh but that was all.
"Now that's better. Compared to Thor, you are much more outstanding."
Aaron seemed oblivious to the pain. He gently pinched the necrosword, and with a slight exertion of force, the entire sword shattered piece by piece.
No drop of blood flowed from the injured area, and in the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state.
"No... impossible!"
"Why are you so powerful?"
Hela staggered backward. At this moment, her appearance was exactly like Thor's later expression when he watched her crush mjolnir.
Too similar!
It seems this must be inherited from Odin's bloodline. So was Odin like this too?
Aaron glanced at Odin, and sure enough, the latter's facial expression was exactly the same, as if carved from the same mold.
Noticing Aaron's gaze, Odin quickly closed his mouth, gave a slight smile, and slowly nodded, as if saying: Interesting.
Aaron withdrew his gaze, looked back at Hela, and a golden chain appeared in his hand.
This was Cyttorak's Crimson Chain, but it was based on his own energy.
With a wave of his hand, the chain automatically bound Hela. She didn't resist, still staring blankly.
"I lost..."
"Yes, you lost. Therefore, you must accept punishment."
Aaron pulled the leash with one hand, leading Hela away.
Hela didn't care. The moment she lost, it meant she had to abide by her promise to Odin.
The contract was made, and those who violated it would certainly pay the price.
And this price was...
Hela was a very competitive person, but at the same time, she was someone who could accept her defeat.
Aaron defeated her with absolute power, so she willingly accepted the penalty.
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