The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion - Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: The Third Beast

Damian observed Hela and the bracelet on her wrist for a few seconds as they sat cross-legged facing each other.

Hela gazed at her master’s beautiful face with a nervous yet confident expression.

She didn’t know what her master was going to do, but she had complete faith in him, in his ability, in her master, whom she loved with all her heart.

“You trust me, right?” Damian asked with a small smile.

“With every cell in my body, Master,” Hela replied confidently, nodding her head.

“Just be at ease,” Damian instructed. Hela obeyed, closing her eyes and waiting for whatever was about to happen.

A few seconds after she closed her eyes, she felt a strong, cold sensation spreading across her skin.

Oddly enough, though it was extremely cold, it neither hurt nor made her uncomfortable.

In fact, it felt soothing.

The cold sensation spread over her entire body before seeping deeper, into her very being, from her soul to her physical form.

Even then, she did not feel the slightest discomfort.

The process continued for several minutes before the sensation vanished completely, the same way it had appeared.

Yet, Hela could sense it had taken something with it, something that had been a hindrance to her growth, something she had carried since the moment she came into existence.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a thick, purple-blue energy of predation being absorbed back into the palm of her master.

“You can remove the bracelet now,” Damian said.

“But, master…”

The bracelet was what kept her uncontrolled Energy of the Concept of End in check, using the Energy of the Concept of Begin.

If she removed it, the energy of End would immediately start to destroy her progress in her other Divine concepts, which she had worked so hard to grow to their current level.

“Just do it,” Damian said, smiling.

Hela nodded before nervously removing the bracelet from her left wrist.

As soon as she did, nothing happened; instead, a small, faint, calm green aura was released from her figure before vanishing back into her body.

“W-Wh… What… the Energy of Concept of End… it’s…” Hela muttered, shocked, as she felt as if she had been released from some sort of heavy armor.

Every single remnant of the Energy of the Concept of End disappeared from her body, as if it had never existed.

“I have completely removed the Concept of End that has been hindering your soul… You are no longer bound by it,” Damian said as he grabbed the bracelet she had been wearing. “You no longer need this.”

“I… Master… I…” Hela didn’t know how to react.

She couldn’t even begin to comprehend what he had done, or for whom.

She didn’t know how she should thank him.

Well, at the top of her head, she could think of one way to express her gratitude.

“Master,” Hela jumped onto her master, settling herself comfortably on his lap, and began to kiss him passionately.

“Hehe, you and Lilith, both of you… you could be sisters…” Damian muttered as he graciously accepted her generous display of gratitude.

But as soon as he spoke, Hela stopped kissing and looked at him, narrowing her eyes.

“Master, you went to see Lilith before you came to see me?” she asked, jealousy clearly growing on her face.

“Well… I was dealing with some stuff in Hell…” Damian replied slowly, careful not to give her any reason to think he prioritized Lilith over her, which he hadn’t; he just happened to go to Hell first.

“S-So… you care about her more than you care about me? I get it,” Hela said, turning her face away.

“Oh boy, here we go again,” Damian sighed as he gently grabbed her chin and made her look at him.

He kissed her deeply, and Hela instinctively wrapped her arms around him as their kiss intensified and lasted for several minutes.

“You and Lilith, both of you, are the same to me…” Damian said as his fingers rubbed her chin.

This wasn’t the first time Hela or Lilith had become jealous of each other, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last time he had to remind one of them that he loved them both equally.

They were like sisters, and since Damian had helped both of them and taken them in as his disciples, they were also sister disciples.

“We can have all the fun we want… we still have a lot of work to do,” Damian said.

“…Okay,” Hela replied in a small voice.

She was very disappointed that nothing else happened.

She had been hoping for something more intimate with her master, but, disappointingly, he only said they had work to do.

Damian didn’t need to read her mind to understand what she was thinking.

He gently grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.

“I want you to be my wife… Will you?” Damian asked, looking deeply into her emerald-like eyes.

“Master… there is nothing more honorable than being your wife. Please accept me as your wife,” Hela said.

As soon as she spoke, her figure began to release a thick green aura.

Damian’s figure also released an even thicker purplish-blue aura, which condensed.

A ball of green aura from Hela and a ball of purple-blue aura shot at each other, releasing a line of threads.

At the point of impact, the auras merged into a white energy, and the threads connecting Damian and Hela also turned white as they became one.

A connection manifested between them that made them not just husband and wife, but something even greater on a soul level.

“Happy now?” Damian asked.

“Yes, the happiest,” Hela replied as she hugged her master.

“This is for you,” Damian said as he gently wrapped the same necklace he gave to all his wives around her neck.

It contained a drop of his pure blood, which helped maintain balance between all the different types of energy contained within the stone of the necklace in very small quantities.

“It’s… beautiful,” Hela muttered.

“It’s a gift I give to all my wives,” Damian replied, watching her smile.

“Why didn’t I get one?” Freya asked.

She and Frigga had been there the whole time since Damian removed the Energy of the Concept of End from Hela.

They had wanted to be respectful and hadn’t interrupted the intimate moment, much to Freya’s annoyance, as she was restrained by Frigga.

“You have to be the master’s wife to get one… which you aren’t,” Hela grinned.

But her smile suddenly vanished as she saw the small, annoying smile on Freya’s face.

“Please let me tell her,” Freya asked, looking at Damian.

Damian sighed. “Go ahead.”

“My dear Hela… Darling is my True Love. We are already married without having to go through the ritual of Union, across all of Time and Space,” Freya said, grinning.

Hela suddenly began to release an incredibly powerful aura.

The energy of Decay, the energy of Annihilation, the energy of Death, pure, freezing Ice enveloped in Darkness began to spread from her as if she were about to kill Freya.

“You want to fight? Fine, I’m not helplessly weak,” Freya said, her eyes glowing with divine blue energy.

In the next instant, hundreds of different-colored magic circles manifested rapidly around her, and the strength of her presence skyrocketed.

Their combined presence caused the very fabric of space to vibrate, as if everything in existence around them would be annihilated upon their collision.

[Law Of Suppression: Activated]

[Law Of Disruption: Activated]

[Law Of Control: Activated]

[Law Of Domination: Activated]

Their combined auras, which seemed to disturb space itself, suddenly disappeared as if they had never existed, along with the damages they had caused.

“What?”

“What is that?”

Freya and Hela both looked at their husband, who regarded them as if they were two children fighting.

“I plead with you, please… I’m not asking you not to fight, but just mind the place where you’re fighting,” Damian said, sighing.

“See, this hall is a very nice place. We don’t want it destroyed now, do we? You know I can even make an entire world for you to go all out and let off steam.”

“Forgive me, master,” Hela said, easing up.

“I’m sorry as well, darling,” Freya replied.

Damian looked at Frigga, who had been smiling throughout the entire scene.

“Are all your wives like this, Your Highness?” Frigga asked.

“Pretty much…” Damian sighed as he canceled the laws he had been using to keep them under control.

“I have been meaning to ask,” Frigga continued. “When your wives said you could deal with Hela, I didn’t realize you and she were so close. And since Hela is your wife now, her brothers will also listen to you, the two beasts of the End… But what are you going to do about the Dragon of End, Níðhöggr?”

“He is unpredictable. According to the prophecy of Ragnarok, he was supposed to end everything that makes up the Norse pantheon…”

Frigga said with a nervous expression, an image flashing in her mind: a massive black dragon with thick black and purple scales, four powerful legs, and long tails like those of a western dragon.

Its three pairs of eyes glowed ominously, and its six pairs of black wings seemed vast enough to cover the entire sky.

“For your information… Ragnarok has already passed, when I devoured all the major gods of the Norse pantheon and merged the Nine Norse Worlds into my Empire,” Damian replied with a confident smile.

“As for Níðhöggr… he is of no consequence. Let me worry about him, we’ll let him be for now.”

Of course, Damian had already considered Níðhöggr, the Dragon of the End, who lingered on the far side of Midgard’s periphery, gnawing at one of the branches of the World Tree, Yggdrasil, which stretched into the Norse pantheon.