Chapter 020: My Fault

Wang Bo said calmly, "Believe it or not, I have nothing to do with that woman. The only reason I sought her out was to take her home."

"Nothing to do with her, yet you want to take her home?"

"Yes."

"Could it be that you were entrusted by her family to bring her back?" Li Qiushui probed.

Wang Bo shook his head. "No. The reason is complicated and hard to explain in a short time. First, tell me what that woman looks like."

In truth, it wasn't that it was hard to explain, but that Wang Bo couldn't be bothered, since Li Qiushui wasn't a transmigrator.

Li Qiushui grew more indignant, but her actions were decisive. "Fine, I'll tell you what she looks like. You ask her why she massacred my Heavenly Ya Pavilion."

"Agreed."

"Then watch closely." Li Qiushui waved her hand, and a surge of formidable true qi swept out, striking a stone not far away. The stone trembled, large chunks of its surface fell off, and a cloud of dust rose.

Li Qiushui flicked her fingers repeatedly, and streams of true qi shot out, cutting into the stone.

Gradually, the outline of a woman's face and features became clearly visible.

Wang Bo couldn't help but marvel at Li Qiushui's exquisite control over true qi.

Before long, Li Qiushui finished. A sculpture of a woman stood before Wang Bo—clad in a robe and cape, with wavy long hair, delicate features, and a seductive figure.

Wang Bo looked at it a few times and felt the woman seemed familiar.

He tapped his head, ransacked his memory, and finally recognized her identity.

The Goddess of Death, Hela!

Not the Goddess of Death from Norse mythology, but the one from the Marvel universe—Loki and Thor's sister, Odin's firstborn.

The Goddess of Death sealed in the realm of death, Hela.

Wang Bo hadn't expected that the turbulence of the multiverse would cause this Goddess of Death to transmigrate as well, and into this martial world. Though this martial world was of a high level, where martial arts could even revive the dead and grant immortality, it was still far inferior to the Goddess of Death, Hela.

Let alone a mere Li Qiushui—even if Li Qiushui, Wu Xingyun, Li Canghai, and Xiaoyaozi joined forces, they would be no match for Hela.

Hela could kill them with a flick of her finger.

But what intrigued Wang Bo was why Hela had massacred the Heavenly Ya Pavilion. Could it be that someone from the pavilion had made a move on Hela because she was beautiful?

And so Hela went straight there and wiped out the pavilion?

Hmm... that was possible.

A glint flashed in Wang Bo's eyes. He scanned the surroundings, and within a radius of several hundred li, no trace of anyone could escape his gaze.

Soon, Wang Bo found the person he was looking for.

At that moment, the Goddess of Death Hela was strolling through a forest. Wherever she passed, flowers withered, trees died, animals perished, and the earth rotted. She carelessly released her death aura; before long, the entire forest would die, becoming a forbidden land for the living, a realm of death.

Wang Bo's heart raced. If Hela were allowed to run rampant, perhaps within a few decades, the entire Earth would die, becoming a true land of death.

Without even a word to Li Qiushui, he teleported, vanishing from before her and appearing in front of Hela.

"Please stop your steps and restrain your death divine power, Goddess Hela!"

Hela looked up at Wang Bo casually and said slowly, "So it's you, the one who manipulated causality."

Wang Bo was taken aback.

Hela continued, "Not long ago, I felt someone manipulating causality, directing me to a place. So I killed everyone there, but never found that person. So I decided to release death, to tell that person that I am here. And you came."

Wang Bo: ...

Now he finally understood why Hela had massacred the Heavenly Ya Pavilion. It was his fault.

He had used the diary to manipulate causality, which angered Hela.

So Hela went and massacred the pavilion, only to find no one capable of fighting, let alone manipulating causality. So she let death spread, creating a forbidden land to lure him out.

Wang Bo nodded. "Yes, please forgive my reckless behavior, Goddess Hela."

Hela said lightly, "Take one strike from my sword, and I'll forgive you."

She waved her hand casually, and a sharp sword shot from her palm, striking Wang Bo's chest with a crisp clang. The sword shattered and fell to the ground.

Hela's eyes lit up. "Your body is tougher than an Asgardian warrior's. That's incredible."

Wang Bo said, "Can you forgive my reckless behavior now, Goddess Hela?"

"Since you are a warrior, I can forgive you." As she spoke, Hela restrained her power, and the death stopped spreading.

But the next second, before Wang Bo could breathe a sigh of relief, Hela demanded, "Tell me, warrior, why did you seek me out?"

Wang Bo said, "Goddess Hela, you should understand by now that you are no longer in your original universe."

"Of course I know." As an Asgardian deity, how could Hela be unaware of the multiverse?

"Your transmigration was an accident, Goddess Hela," Wang Bo said. "My job is to correct this accident. Goddess Hela, I'm here to send you home."

Suddenly, Hela flickered and appeared before Wang Bo, a broad blade in her hand, slashing without mercy at his neck.

The force was beyond imagination.

Caught off guard, Wang Bo staggered from the blow, but the blade in Hela's hand shattered to pieces.

She didn't mind, though. With a wave, she released a volley of swords that struck Wang Bo's forehead, throat, heart, abdomen, and other vital points.

But unfortunately, sharp as these swords were, Wang Bo's steel body was even tougher. The swords stabbed into him without breaking his defense.

Wang Bo was somewhat surprised and was about to ask why Hela had attacked, when she suddenly grabbed his neck and shouted, "No one can send me back to that cage! No one, including you!!!"

Wang Bo then realized that Hela was still in a state of imprisonment by her loving father.

If he sent Hela back, she would likely return to the realm of death, waiting until her loving father died before she could break free and return to Asgard.

No normal person would want to be imprisoned in a realm of only death.

Even the Goddess of Death was no exception.