After a deafening explosion.

Hila, who was sitting on the skeleton sedan, stood up suddenly.

"what happens?!"

She sensed the status of part of her army, and soon the expression on her face became gloomy.

Damn it…

His previous perception was indeed correct. Many parts of the skeleton army that originally belonged to him were indeed out of his control.

Thinking of this, Hela raised her head and stared at the open space not far away.

"There is another person here..." she murmured to herself.

There is another guy who holds the power of "death" just like her!

The only difference between her and him is that the other party's ability seems to be much weaker.

Otherwise, Hela felt that she might not only lose some of her soldiers, but she herself would also face danger.

But it shouldn't be.

Reaching out her hand, Hela caught the scattered fragments of the barrier in the air.

She whispered, "Not only was the barrier discovered, but it was destroyed right before my eyes. Besides that, it didn't even attract my attention. No, I don't even know who did it or what their purpose was..."

This was something that was simply impossible in Hela's imagination.

Even though he had to deal with a witch of the same level as her this time, it did not mean that the other party could completely conceal his ears and eyes and launch a surprise attack on Hela without her knowing anything.

In Hela's mind, there are almost no people who can do this.

...No, it still exists.

As if she had thought of something, Hela couldn’t help but lower her voice: “This ability that seems to predict the future... must be you, the human prophet who is in the limelight recently!”

It can't be wrong.

As a "disaster", Hela is very confident in her own strength.

According to her thinking, before the appearance of "Origin", few people could avoid her attack without any preparation.

If there is anyone who can really do it, then he must have obtained intelligence in advance and made targeted decisions.

And Hela was certain that her action this time was completely impulsive, and it was absolutely impossible for anyone to obtain the information about her transfer.

Therefore, the answer is clear.

It wasn't that the information was leaked, but that the other party knew our movements from the beginning! In other words...

While she was still feeling smug, the other party had already seen her expression of joy! How...humiliating! Before, Hela had sneered at the so-called "prophet".

After all, as an alien, she knew very well that the so-called "prophet" involved the realm of time, a realm that no one could possibly comprehend.

And now it seems that maybe someone has really figured out the power of this field!

Hela, sitting in the sedan chair, slammed her hand on the table.

"prophet……!"

"Is this how you humiliate me?" Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. "You've known everything for a long time, but you're still waiting and holding it in. Do you want to see me lose my temper more?!"

Unbearable.

Hela felt that she had never been so annoyed as she was now.

Even when the organization that supported her, "Humanity's Watch", was completely destroyed and no one provided her with sacrifices anymore, she did not feel any similar anger.

But once I thought about my smug face being completely exposed to others, and even being mercilessly laughed at by that guy, and I was completely unaware of it, and was still heading towards ruin step by step...

This made Hela very, very unhappy.

It was just like sticking out your tongue to lick a telephone pole in the middle of winter, and then being completely stuck there! With similar thoughts in mind, Hela clutched her sleeves tightly.

The next second, she suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.

There, one could vaguely see some commotion among the hordes of white bones.

The servant next to her also replied in due time: "Miss, something is not right."

"Our formation on the flank is in disarray. It seems someone noticed our movement in advance and ambushed us. If this continues, we may lose our flank forces."

Hearing the servant's report, Hela's face became increasingly gloomy.

In the eyes of his male and female servants.

Soon, they heard their master's order: "... retreat."

Huh? As if they had heard something incomprehensible, the two Hela's personal servants stood there in a daze.

And Hela repeated again: "Retreat!"

"Don't worry about the flanks or the forwards! Now, immediately, retreat!"

Hila suddenly jumped down from the sedan chair. “If the other party really has the power of time, then no matter how many of us come, it’s meaningless! In his eyes, we are just moving targets! We can’t imagine how many traps that guy has set on this road. All his decisions... are above our current thinking!”

Once she understood this, Hela no longer had any thoughts of fighting the enemy.

Are you kidding me? How should I play this?!

This is not a numerical game where you can rely on the number of troops to crush the enemy. If it were really that simple, there wouldn't be so many battles in history where the few defeated the many!

The so-called war, in the final analysis, is a battle between intelligence and human hearts. Although in the supernatural world, there is still a gap in high-end combat power...

But the other side obviously has more than just the "witch" in terms of high-end combat power?! And Hela can only fight the witch 50-50 at best, how can she win?! Once the fight really starts, Hela knows that the other side will definitely use the witch to block her movement trajectory, and then systematically eliminate the army of bones. By that time, she will not be able to escape even if she wants to!

So Hela wanted to abandon the army she had worked so hard to build without saying a word.

No matter how much living force is destroyed, it can be reassembled, but if life is gone, it is really gone! Hela is not stupid.

As a giant who could occupy a part of Tartarus, she knew exactly when and what kind of battle to fight.

But it's a pity for these skeletons...

Thinking of this, Hela turned around and glanced at the dull skeleton soldiers behind her.

Behind her, the two servants were still dumbfounded.

They really didn't know why their former domineering, cruel and perverted master seemed to be frightened and planned to retreat without even fighting.

Is the power displayed by the other party so terrifying?

...Not really, right?

The servants were puzzled.

And Hela saw the confusion of her servants.

She said angrily: "You can't possibly understand. With your level, you have no idea how terrifying 'time' is."

"That's not the level of an ordinary person. If there really is a being that possesses similar power, then that being must be above all other species and on par with the 'Origin'. In front of such a being, we have no chance of winning!"

As she spoke, Hela couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief: “But fortunately, even though we have no chance of winning the fight, it doesn’t mean we can’t escape.”

"As long as we can blend in with these skeleton soldiers, we will definitely be able to leave here without anyone noticing."

Hila sneered, “You know, there are more than a hundred thousand Skeleton People here. To find us among so many people, it may take tens or even hundreds of thousands of deductions... In this world, it is impossible for anyone to do something like this. After all, any power has a price to pay.”

"No matter how much you plan, you still can't plan everything! This is the limit of human power. After all, you are still a human being!"

After he retreats from this place, he will find other people in Tartarus and pass on the news that "time" may be controlled by someone.

By then, even if you want to leave this place, there will be no way! As she said this, Hela showed a cruel smile on her face. —— "Human power is limited, um, very interesting."

Sitting on the bus, Bai Ling looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

Right in front of him, there were a few guys who were tied up with ropes and were wriggling on the ground like maggots.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Although one of the women was locked up, she was still chattering: "How could you find me among so many people?! Is it a matter of luck?! No, in order to avoid possible luck, I deliberately planned a lot of steps and basically compressed them to a very low level..."

Hela was lying on the ground, struggling, her face full of disbelief.

Just now, she was caught by Starscream and the Witch like a chicken.

This was extremely difficult for Hela to understand.

You know, she used all the tricks she could to hide her identity. In addition, she even put on her own artifact, the peephole that could completely block other people's perception, and hid in the team of skeletons, pretending to be a skeleton.

According to her thinking, unless she was extremely unlucky and the probability of being hit was one in hundreds of thousands, there was absolutely no way she would be caught.

How can a normal person tell the subtle differences between bones? !

But unfortunately.

Although Hela had made all possible preparations, Red Spider and the Witch still picked her up accurately, tied her up without giving her any time to react, and sent her in front of the man in front of them.

This... in front of the human prophet!

Looking at the man in front of her, Hela's eyes were filled with anger.

Facing such a look, Bai Ling tapped his fingers on the table lightly: "Planning... Well, strictly speaking, you did prepare a lot. If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to find your existence among those skeletons with a probability of one in hundreds of thousands."

"Even for me, it took me a little longer to find you in there," Bai Ling said casually, "Three thousand? Or was it thirty thousand? I can't remember clearly, but it did take some time."

What is he talking about? Hila, who was tied up, lay on the ground and could not understand the meaning of Bering's words at all.

But Bai Ling didn't expect the other party to understand.

Standing up, he slowly walked to Hela’s side: “But you are really flexible. As one of the giants of Tartarus, you are willing to turn yourself into a skeleton and hide next to those ugly and weak skeletons, even at the cost of peeling off your own flesh…”

Bai Ling sighed: "No wonder you can achieve your current position."

He really admired Hela.

In order to completely block his perception, Hela even made up her mind and completely tore off her flesh.

This is also why the guy lying on the ground now should be treated as a "human" by Bering.

After all...her face is gone, only her skeleton can still show some traces of her gender.

How cruel...

Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it makes no difference to me anyway."

This sentence made Hela very confused.

While feeling the ropes around her body, Hela asked tentatively: “What do you want, human prophet?”

"Do you want the abyss? Or do you want something else?" she said, "But believe me, no matter what you need, I can give it to you. Even if you want a woman, I can give you the corresponding perfect experience - believe me, as long as you give me time, I can recover. And my appearance will definitely not disappoint you..."

That's true.

Even Bering felt that Hela's appearance was indeed good.

At least this bone looks pretty regular...

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand.

The white palm was illuminated by the car lights, casting a dark shadow over Hela's head.

“I’m not that superficial,” Bai Ling put his hand on Hela’s head, “and I’m not really interested in you. After all, we’ve met once before, and the novelty has worn off.”

What have you met before...

Hela found that she could no longer understand what this guy said.

Of course she couldn't know.

After all, the last time, Bai Ling entered her castle with chains all over his body.

But this time the two people's positions were reversed.

Similarly, the goals of both parties are reversed.

Grabbing Hela's skull, Bering pulled her in front of him: "But I can't say I have no interest at all."

"In fact, I'm quite curious about your abilities," he said. "After all, strictly speaking, you and I are the same kind of people."

"They are all...dead."

Gently pinching Hela's skull with his fingers, Bering said word by word: "It's really curious."

"What is the connection between my 'death' and the so-called 'death' authority you possess?"

"Or to be more precise..."

What is the connection between the guy who created Bering, the "dead" prophet, and the "death" law in the sky and the abyss!