Chapter 020 Protest

If Wang Bo made a move, he could also subdue this group of dragons in a short time. After all, a bunch of low-level dragons meant nothing to Wang Bo now.

Even if he wanted, he could unleash hundreds of invisible sword qi in an instant and slay all the dragons.

But that would be too wasteful.

After all, these were dragons. Once they gained wisdom, their progress would naturally advance by leaps and bounds, far surpassing ordinary people.

So Wang Bo let Margaret handle it.

And Margaret lived up to expectations, easily controlling the group of dragons and becoming their leader.

Things became easy after that.

Wang Bo teleported over, took out the Time Villa, and stored all the dragons inside. Finally, he said to Margaret, "When you go back, immediately activate the Mana Pool and forcibly awaken the wisdom of these dragons."

Margaret nodded and said, "No problem, my master. I will surely educate this group of dragons well."

Wang Bo smiled slightly. "I trust you with the job."

Then he put Margaret back as well.

Wang Bo put away the Time Villa, glanced at the devastated Tokyo, and cast a restoration spell covering the entire city.

Vast mana spread across all of Tokyo.

In an instant, with the help of the spell, the originally battered and devastated Tokyo began to recover at a visible rate. Collapsed buildings grew back, broken streets returned to their former smoothness, bent utility poles straightened, and damaged glass was completely repaired.

In just a few minutes, Tokyo was restored to its original state.

The only regret was that the dead could never wake again.

After doing this, Wang Bo left Tokyo. As for the dozen or so dragons they had killed, Wang Bo did not take them away, because they were spoils of war.

Dragons were not quite like Deep Ones; they did not have the strong contamination of Deep Ones.

After all, the Cthulhu Mythos was far too terrifying.

So Wang Bo dared not leave the corpses of Deep Ones behind. As for the dragon corpses, that was fine. He just wondered what these people could research from the dragon corpses.

In any case, it was impossible for them to research a virus that could destroy the world.

The next second, Wang Bo appeared in London. The battle there had also ended; all invading enemies had been killed. London, like Tokyo, was full of potholes and battered streets and buildings.

Wang Bo again cast a restoration spell, fixed London, and then turned and left.

After returning to his mansion, Wang Bo did not find any trace of Hela. Hela was not there either.

This made Wang Bo even more curious. Where exactly had Hela gone?

Not in Tokyo, not in London, nor where he lived.

If this woman wanted to deliberately hide herself, Wang Bo really had no way to find Hela in a short time. But the question was, why would Hela suddenly hide herself?

This puzzled Wang Bo greatly.

As for whether Hela had encountered any trouble or been captured by an enemy, Wang Bo never considered it.

Because there was no such possibility.

Wang Bo knew very well what kind of place Tokyo was, or rather, what kind of place this world was. In the world of Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, there was no opponent that could match Hela.

Except for Wang Bo himself.

So the likelihood of Hela encountering danger was very small.

Yet at that moment, Wang Bo suddenly thought of another possibility.

Could Hela have entered another world?

The dragons that invaded Tokyo had clearly come from another world through a spatial rift, and the spatial fluctuations had connected the two worlds at that time.

So the dragons could come in, and Hela could naturally go over as well.

Could it be that Hela had discovered something good in that world and, taking this opportunity, entered another world, just like she did in the underworld?

Because she found something good, she ignored his orders and擅自 entered the underworld, even going so far as to provoke a king of the underworld.

This made Wang Bo extremely angry. He felt that his speculation was very likely correct, after all, this woman had a history of such behavior.

Wang Bo couldn't help but sneer. This was hardly his subordinate; it was more like his master.

Wang Bo had rarely seen such disobedient subordinates.

Did she really think he couldn't do without her?

Wang Bo rubbed his temples and stopped thinking about Hela. Since this goddess put on such airs and completely ignored his orders, he couldn't be bothered to look for her anymore.

He might as well let Hela fend for herself.

It was just one chance to draw a prize; Wang Bo could afford the loss. Let her be her own queen in that world of dragons.

The only somewhat regrettable thing was that from now on, he would have to personally monitor the spatial fluctuations.

After all, among Wang Bo's subordinates, besides himself and Hela, there was no one else capable of doing this.

On the other hand, because of these three incidents, the whole world was in an uproar.

After all, the number of deaths this time was truly too great.

In peacetime, it is rare to see such a large-scale loss of life.

Over the following days, news media around the world covered these three incidents from various angles.

They attempted to reconstruct the original circumstances from multiple perspectives.

Among them, the most vociferous and agitated was San Francisco.

Of the three incidents, they had faced an attack by a sea monster, London by World War II soldiers, and Tokyo by a dragon.

It could be said that all three cities suffered severe damage, with countless deaths.

Yet among them, the city with the fewest deaths and least structural damage was still San Francisco.

The reason for their agitation was simple.

Although London lost many people, its buildings were repaired, saving hundreds of billions of dollars in expenditure, and they also obtained a large number of enemy corpses.

Although Tokyo lost many people, its buildings were likewise repaired, saving hundreds of billions of dollars, and they also obtained a large number of dragon corpses.

But what about San Francisco?

They too lost many people and suffered some building damage, but they gained nothing—the monster's corpse was burned to ashes by that Superman, leaving nothing behind.

Yes, Superman. The news media did not know Wang Bo's name, but based on his performance in these incidents, they unanimously decided to call him Superman.

In a sense, they were not wrong, for Wang Bo was indeed a superman.

But San Francisco did not care about that; they were simply aggrieved.

Why should Tokyo and London both reap rewards while they got nothing? This was blatant discrimination—they would not accept it and would protest!!!