Chapter 024: Seeking Help

In the Marvel world, he had once purchased high-tech from the Collector, including the manufacturing technology for spaceships. Among that technology, there seemed to be weapons of cosmic scale.

Positron cannons, laser cannons, railguns, electron cannons, high-energy particle cannons, neutron cannons, ion cannons—all kinds of sci-fi weapons.

Some of these weapons were no less powerful than nuclear bombs.

But what Wang Bo valued most were not these cannons, but antimatter missiles.

Now that was a real killer.

Wang Bo believed that even the AT Field, no matter how powerful, could not withstand an antimatter missile attack. If one antimatter missile wasn't enough, he would use a hundred.

Wang Bo believed that eventually, one antimatter missile would break through the AT Field.

Yes, decided. He would return to the Time Villa now and manufacture antimatter missiles.

But just as Wang Bo was about to set off, another thought occurred to him... The AT Field seemed to originate from the application of the soul.

He wasn't sure about the specifics, but he remembered that the AT Field was related to the soul.

So, if Ghidorah could use the AT Field, could it be that it was possessed by the soul of an Angel?

Only such a scenario could explain why Ghidorah could use an Angel's AT Field. If that were the case, after he fired a few antimatter missiles, tore through the AT Field, and killed Ghidorah, wouldn't he also destroy the Angel's soul?

If so, wouldn't he lose a chance to draw a prize?

That would be... too uneconomical, wouldn't it?

Frankly speaking, for Wang Bo, who had yet to draw the Dimension Door, every chance to draw was crucial. He had already regretted the last incident with Mephisto.

This time, he absolutely could not miss this opportunity.

So Wang Bo immediately abandoned the idea of manufacturing antimatter missiles. But if not antimatter missiles, how could he break the AT Field? With ion cannons?

To be honest, ion cannons were also powerful, but manufacturing them was too troublesome.

Even with the help of the Time Villa, it would probably take ten days to half a month. But by then, Ghidorah would already be close to the next city.

By the time he finished making the ion cannon, another city might have been destroyed by Ghidorah.

So now, Wang Bo desperately hoped someone could help him hold Ghidorah back and stop it from continuing its rampage.

But with human strength, that was impossible.

Even the air force, in Ghidorah's eyes, was just cannon fodder.

He had over a dozen dragons in his Time Villa. In terms of strength, even if they were individually inferior to Ghidorah, if they united, they might be able to challenge Ghidorah, or at least hold it off.

Of course, that was referring to the original Ghidorah.

The current Ghidorah had mastered the AT Field. With this almost cheating defense, it was already invincible. Even facing a siege by over a dozen dragons, it could calmly kill them all.

So Wang Bo was reluctant to send his dragons out to die.

As for the mechanical soldiers he had, they couldn't fly and couldn't stop Ghidorah at all.

At that moment, Wang Bo naturally thought of someone, or rather, a demon.

Lady Gremory.

As a demon god of Hell, Lady Gremory's strength was definitely above Wang Bo's current level, and her research on the soul was far beyond imagination.

With her help, holding back Ghidorah would be no trouble, let alone breaking through an AT Field.

But what Wang Bo feared was that this woman, seeing prey she liked, might just swallow the Angel's soul whole.

This was crucial to his lottery draw.

Whoosh!

Just as Wang Bo was thinking, Ghidorah locked onto him again and fired a gravity beam; Wang Bo's earlier attack had enraged this alien monster.

It made up its mind to kill Wang Bo.

But at that moment, Wang Bo suddenly teleported and vanished without a trace.

Ghidorah had seen this trick several times before, so after Wang Bo disappeared, its three heads swept around, carefully observing the surroundings.

Yet one minute passed, two minutes passed, over ten minutes passed, and Ghidorah still found no trace of Wang Bo.

At this point, it seemed to realize something.

Seeing the situation was bad, so he ran away? Indeed, humans have no right to live. Let them be utterly destroyed.

Disappointed, Ghidorah spread its wings again and flew toward a city, bringing storms and lightning.

Destruction was imminent.

…

Meanwhile, Wang Bo arrived at a desert and began to inscribe the magic circle to summon a Hell Demon God. Just now, he had made up his mind to summon Lady Gremory.

But before that, Wang Bo first contacted Lady Gremory through their contract and explained the situation.

He emphasized that the soul from another world inside Ghidorah belonged to him, so Lady Gremory was absolutely forbidden to devour it.

Lady Gremory smiled slightly and replied, "If you have an equivalent item to exchange, I can promise you to spare this Angel's soul."

Wang Bo said, "I have the skull of an ancient celestial god."

"Ancient celestial god?" Lady Gremory said in surprise. "What level of celestial god are you talking about?"

"An ancient celestial god whose head is as big as a planet."

"Deal!" Gremory said excitedly.

In her Hell, although the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon Gods included some whose bodies were as large as mountains, none had a head as big as a planet.

She was curious about how powerful an ancient celestial god from another world must be to have such a massive body.

Although sometimes size does not mean strength.

But it is undeniable that a large body stores more power, because the larger the body, the more energy it can store.

This celestial god's skull was worth studying.

A dozen minutes later, Wang Bo quickly finished inscribing the magic circle and began to summon Lady Gremory.

Soon, Lady Gremory formally crossed over. A stunning demon god with red hair descended upon the mortal world.

"Long time no see, Lady Gremory," Wang Bo greeted her.

Lady Gremory looked Wang Bo over and said, "Long time no see. You've grown stronger. You can now stand firm in our Hell."

"Thank you for the compliment, Lady Gremory," Wang Bo said, but inwardly he was shocked.

With his current strength, as long as he wasn't hit directly by a nuclear bomb, he could walk sideways in the mortal world. But in Hell, he could only stand firm. It seemed Hell was more terrifying than he had imagined.