Chapter 786: 775 (1/2)

Title: Gender Criticism

”Is this where you tell me your master plan?” Nik inquired while looking around. Between two carved pillars, a straight column half the height of the pillar rested with their top lit on green flames. The large hall, probably a throne room from the looks of it, had a form of mystifying ambient lighting due to the hollow whispers that would escape the green flames and the strange color of the flame itself.

Due to Nik's expertise on flames and various kinds of fires with different attributes, he realized that the green flames were similar to hellfire. But these flames weren't magical or mutating in nature. Hellfire had two main attributes. Destruction and magical mutation. Anything affected by a controlled peal of hellfire will transform into a bony, or devilish structure. That is why Nik would turn into a skeletal figure with his entire body lit in hellfire. He had yet to test the hellfire on others though but the situation wouldn't be much different.

On the other hand, the green flames were more attuned to destruction, of course, and affected the metaphysical aspects of life. But to Nik, these flames were a level lower than hellfire. There wasn't a clear distinction but anyone with a mastery of element gets the instincts and the gut feeling to compare various forms of their attributes. For instance, lightning and purity lightning. One destroyed and the other was focused on delivering pain with the concept of healing. That is the reason why Pavakā enjoyed other's torment but wouldn't enjoy seeing someone injured for a long time.

Then there were Virya and Samya. One a spirit of light who used the temperature of the light as the weapon while the goddess would use the ability to construct various shapes of light alongside its heat. In reality, both of them still couldn't get used to the absolute speed that the element of light boasts. And this was the situation when Virya was an element of purity herself. These differences only defined that being an expert of an element meant being an expert of an aspect of an element.

The greater the expertise, the greater the aspects understood and tolerated.

”My plan?” Hela chuckled. ”That is right. I am no curious soul like Loki. She... well, I would say that she wasn't loved as a child but that's a lie. Loki is just a depraved being who will continue to crave for more attention until everything is in ruins. So, it raised the question, why would you help her? Do you not fear Asgard's retaliation?”

”Hey, did you ever wonder that Asgard sounds awfully like ass-guard... what are you protecting your asses for? It's your dick that they should protect,” Poole hummed curiously.

Spider gaped and looked at her erratic counterpart. ”Do you not understand the situation we are in?!” she growled and suddenly, Nik stuffed the both of them into his pocket.

”She's right, you know. Asgard... is a name no parent should give their child or their school lives will be turned to hell, pun intended,” Nik smirked.

”Nice,” Poole's muffled voice echoed.

”Is this situation humorous?” Hela inquired coldly.

”What are we supposed to do?” Nik replied, ”You, Loki, Asgard, Being a Queen, conquering everything there is to, I don't care, Lady of Hell. If you have something to say, is there really a need to inquire about my position?”

”It is,” Hela smiled, ”Odin's daughter, the woman in green skin that certainly boasts strength greater than any average Asgardian, the woman who can manipulate her mass, not to mention the necromancer. All of them will be considered valuable assets to any kingdom and yet, they collectively follow your will.”

”What about us?” Poole peeked her head out, ”I understand that me and Spider's dialogues are overlooked but come on! We are relevant!”

Although Spider still didn't understand how the two were being overlooked, she didn't scold Poole, instead, looked towards Hela with an annoyed gaze.

”You two? Beings without soul, body, and power. Slowly, you will dissolve in this world. What else is there to talk about you?” Hela sneered and sat up. Crossing her legs, she looked towards Nik, ”If Loki has undermined your opinions. Then join me. You will have the respect you deserve.”

”Like hell he deserves any respect,” Spider shook her head and sighed.

”Well... I mean, Spider, if you get a gang of powerful heroes that can scare the shit out of Nick Fury just by spending the night... I don't know, at least, I would respect the game,” Poole crossed her arms and shook her head.

”You're just a pervert,” Spider glanced towards Poole with a mocking smirk.

”Heh... was it me or you who dug her fingers into her phantom yeehaw while Nik was making the main feel better?” Poole called out, making Spider blush.

”You bitch!”

”Don't call me a bitch! I'm you!” Poole and Spider glared at each other from the ends of the two pockets before entering their humble abode once again.

'Is it wrong to think that... Poole and Spider can give me a handjob while staying within the pocket?' Nik pursed his lips.

Not feeling well after ignored yet again, Hela snapped her fingers and the crisp sound of the green flames on every column turned into guttural roars as patched, bony hands materialized out of the flames.

'I did not know that... these flames are awesome,' Nik's eyelids jumped in surprise but that was his only reaction. As long as it wasn't a ghost in white clothe and hair covering its face, nothing could scare him!

'Or I still haven't found more shit that can scare me yet,' Nik sighed.

”So? It's right to assume that you don't have any plans to ally?” Nik inquired and looked on as bodies upon bodies continued to clatter and fall on the ground before they stood up slowly. Gleaming weapons in their hands and their green eyes staring at Nik with hunger.

”I do plan to ally. I just feel insulted by the constant distractions. Hand me those two insects,” she commanded while all the corpses clenched their weapons and suddenly grew attentive.

”Or I shall take them by force.” Hela smiled coldly.

”This is what happens when you talk shit in hell,” Nik flicked both the bulges in his pockets.

”Ouch!” Poole yelped.

”You flicked my face!” Spider grumbled.

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