Chapter 213

Chapter 213

The third night of the event had passed, and Hela was staring at her phone with a furrowed brow.

"Why is he taking so long to reply?" Hela asked, looking at Amelia with annoyance.

"Maybe he's busy," Amelia said with a wry smile.

It was the next day since she had returned from her encounter with Damian, and Amelia had already gotten her a phone and taught her how to use it.

It took her a bit longer than she would like to admit, but once she finally learned the basics, she promptly sent a message to Damian.

Several minutes had passed, and she had been impatiently glancing at Amelia. What was the point of messaging if he didn't respond immediately?

"Why don't I just call him instead?" Hela asked, furrowing her brow.

Finally, without waiting for Amelia's response, she tapped her finger on the small icon at the top of her phone.

The screen quickly changed, showing a call while at the same time, a small square at the bottom showed her face.

Hela was confused by this, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

At the same time, thousands of kilometers away.

The three little vampire sisters were watching television when suddenly, all three of them focused on their father's phone, which had started ringing.

They glanced at each other for a moment before Alice approached and took it, looking at the words, she understood it was a call.

Seeing the name Hela in large letters, all three of them were a little confused as they didn't know who it was.

Ivy's eyes immediately filled with curiosity, and she reached out her finger to accept the video call.

The first thing they saw was a woman with black hair and green eyes who had an arrogant and stern look.

Hela, on the other hand, saw three girls who she had to admit looked good, and immediately concluded that they were Damian's daughters.

Their facial features were slightly similar, although none inherited his hair.

"Hello, are you a friend of Daddy's?" Alice said, looking at Hela with curiosity.

Amelia, on the other end, listening to the adorable voice, her face immediately filled with gossip, and she leaned in a bit to see the screen.

She almost melted immediately upon seeing the adorable girls, unable to help but glance at her teacher curiously about what expression she would put on.

Although she expected it, she couldn't help but complain in her mind that her teacher had a heart of stone. She only raised her eyebrows slightly, puzzled by the appearance of the girls instead of Damian.

"We're not friends, we're potential collaborators," Hela said, looking at the three girls.

Her thoughts simply revolved around whether the girls would become as strong as their father in the future.

At the same time, a very fleeting thought arose in her mind, which she quickly dismissed. If she had a child with that man, they would surely be exceptional.

"It's weird, Daddy usually doesn't give his number to anyone, only to his friends," Emma said, confused.

"We're not friends," Hela said, shaking her head firmly.

"Can you call your father?" Hela asked immediately after.

"Daddy said he was going to meditate and not to bother him," Alice said, shaking her head.

"And when will he be free?" Hela asked, with an irritated expression.

"He should be free before dinner," Alice said thoughtfully.

Hela nodded slightly, preparing to end the call directly.

"And who are you?" Emma asked, looking at the woman curiously.

Hela, who was about to end the call, heard the girl's question.

"I'm Hela, the goddess of death from Asgard," Hela said, looking at the girls with some curiosity.

"Hela? I've never heard that name in the Asgard tales," Emma said, looking thoughtful.

Hela's expression couldn't help but darken before she hung up the phone in annoyance.

After almost half an hour of fighting, all the rebels were killed, and the heads of their leaders were impaled.

"My king, all resistance has been eliminated. We can return home now," said a commander approaching Odin.

Odin just nodded before turning around; at that moment, the Bifrost fell upon him, taking him to Asgard.

Immediately after arriving in Asgard, Odin's expression changed completely, and even his face turned slightly pale.

In the center of the hall, Heimdall stood with his sword buried in the mechanism, looking at his king with a complicated expression, knowing the reason for his mood.

"This is the worst possible situation," Odin said after several minutes of silence.

"Yes," Heimdall said, sighing.

Hela's power had escaped from Asgard, not only weakening Asgard itself but also strengthening its enemy.

Odin quickly made his way to his throne while thinking of possible solutions to this situation.

In Midgard, there were two other factions that were also his enemies; he just had to think of a way to make them all fight each other.

He knew that man, Damian, was very arrogant, and Hela wasn't much different. A meeting between them should be enough to make them start fighting immediately.

Still, he had doubts; after all, he knew Damian was a womanizer. Although he had indoctrinated his daughter not to have emotions, he didn't want to take any chances, so he set his sights on the gods in Midgard.

He quickly started thinking about what kind of conflicts he could create between them to make them fight. The gods of the omnipotent city, after living together for so long, were like a herd.

They had formed a great unity to survive; although they were powerful, there were many beings in the universe, and weak gods were especially easy to kill by powerful civilizations, with the Infinity Stones, it wasn't difficult to mess with the strongest gods.

So if someone killed a god, they immediately became enemies of all the gods.

Now he just had to make Hela the target of the gods.

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Days passed, and finally, the last night of the first event of the system passed.

Damian and Cortana were looking at the event statistics.

The population, in general, had strengthened, and more importantly, they had acquired the ability to manipulate magic in a simple way.

This would open up new possibilities for everyone and completely change things.

"Before the world changed, among ordinary people, there was an average statistic of 0.8, now the average statistic in the world is 1.9," Cortana said, looking at the system data.

"The expansion rate has increased 2.3 times based on its previous expansion."

"As our interest is in the expansion of the system, I did a little trick and am using the residual magic of the people to increase the expansion. Although it will decrease the amount of pure energy they provide in the end, that's not so much of our concern," Cortana said, looking at Damian.

"That's okay. How is what I asked you going?" Damian asked, nodding, not caring about that small amount of energy; his interest now was to expand the system.

"That's a bit complicated," Cortana said, pursing her lips.

"I haven't found a material strong enough to withstand the energy we theorized."

"Wouldn't Vibranium be enough?" Damian asked, furrowing his brow slightly.

"Vibranium is useful, but its absorption capacity isn't powerful enough, and according to the simulation, it will end up breaking," Cortana said, shaking her head.

"Hm, we still have plenty of time, so don't worry," Damian said, gently stroking Cortana's head.

"When should we start phase 2 of the event?" Cortana asked, looking at Damian.

"Let's wait a few days," Damian said casually.

"By the way, tomorrow the system should cover Mars," Cortana said.

"Would it be possible to make life grow if we filter some magic from Earth?" Damian asked, pondering.

"I'm not sure, but we could try," Cortana said with interest, not having thought of that.

"Keep me informed," Damian said, smiling slightly before leaving.

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