You and me under the world tree

glory?Berate your opponent for being despicable?

Hodder will tell you that it is nothing, it is just the helplessness of a young man, when all the brilliance fades away, he is still the 17-year-old boy.

In the dim candlelight, he didn't call his brother, his father, or even his wife, but grabbed Hodder's arm with both hands—just like he liked to do when he was a child.

His eyes were blurred and his eyes were full of tears...

"Teacher, I'm so cold..."

"Teacher, I don't want to go..."

"Mortal... In the eyes of your gods, mortals are nothing but lackeys and toys."

'Snapped'

Just like that, at the moment when they were face to face, Huo De suddenly stretched out two hands, one up and one down, directly clasped Helmod's head.

Even if the envoy is wearing a sturdy helmet now, he can't help but feel a sense of crisis. Now he can't tell whether it is the weight of the god's iron helmet or the strength given by Hodder. The only thing he can be sure of is that his head indeed was imprisoned.

"Hull Guitar is now in Valhalla! Commanding the heroes in the Hall of Valor! He is the powerful commander of the gods! He enjoys great glory! Aren't you also a glorious warrior (Hod)!"

"Glorious souls will be taken to Asgard, and cowards will fall into Helheim. I am a little curious about where your seemingly eternal gods will fall." He whispered like this

"Hodd!! Hermod!!"

Originally, Slude was still immersed in his thoughts that had become a mess of fluff, but when he noticed that something was wrong, especially after the soldier clasped his hands on Hermod's head, She felt that things were moving in an uncontrollable direction.

So she didn't hesitate immediately, and leaped directly towards the steps.

"stop it now!!"

Her voice was so loud that almost everyone could hear it, including Hermod, of course, so at the beginning, the envoy couldn't help but feel ecstatic, but then he noticed something was wrong, because he didn't know when it would start , Slude's originally loud and melodious voice gradually became distorted.

She was very close, but seemed far away, as if time had been stopped, which made him a little panicked.

What the hell is going on?

Afterwards, he stared at Hodder's eyes—the eyes that were unnoticed at the beginning, now looked like a chaotic darkness, and in the deepest part, he saw a vortex.

It was a pitch-black vortex, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. In that vortex, he saw himself.

"Great job warriors! Fight for honor! Those who die in battle will have the right to enter Valhalla!"

This is himself who is extremely fanatical about war, just like an enthusiastic audience in the arena.

"In the name of the king of the gods! The sinner Fafnir killed his kin! The order of Midgard has been seriously disturbed!"

This self who read the order of the king of the gods for Odin, although he was not the one who cast the curse in the end, it was indeed the order he read.

"Compared to killing this warrior, there is actually a way to kill two birds with one stone. Do you still remember Fafnir?"

This is himself pleading with Odin and offering to curse instead of killing!

In the end, the scene was fixed at the last scene, which was a dialogue between him and the last warrior of Hengding: Dag in a dark night in Midgard.

Chapter 64: Successfully escaped from the pursuit...

In fact, as early as inexplicably seeing the experiences he had experienced in the past or even just experienced, he felt something was wrong. Now he can't do anything, can't move anything, he can only stare at the dark vortex, and In that vortex, he finally saw something he had done.

It was more than 20 years ago when I had a conversation with the last warrior of the Hengding clan: Dag, the son of King Hogner.

"In this way, Helgi will be able to enter Valhalla as Father God wishes."

"Um……"

"However, is this really worth it? You prayed to Father God for revenge, but you violated your oath of 'no revenge'. In this way, you will not be able to enter Valhalla to reunite with your father and brother who died in battle. "

"After all, you are a high god who enjoys eternal life, so you don't understand."

"Don't understand what?"

"War is not glory, and death is not glory."

Holding the spear made from the branch of the World Tree in his hand, the warrior who seemed to have suddenly realized it just spoke like this.

On his face, there is no smile and pleasure like revenge, but only despair.

"If war is a glory, then why is there still sorrow in the world? If death in battle is an honor, why are relatives still suffering? Why is hatred pervasive?" He stroked his heart, "For a year, I thought I I can let go of this matter, so I promise easily, but during the year, I only feel the pain in my heart, and the pain is getting deeper and deeper."

"Hermod, the son of the god-king, the messenger of the gods, let me ask you, is this pain deliberately inflicted by the gods?"

Helmode couldn't answer this question, and he knew he couldn't answer it, but Dag didn't care after all, he was just a dying person.

"If the hatred and pain were not deliberately inflicted by the gods, then it was caused by war. Therefore, war is not honor. If war is glory, then the pain is deliberately caused by the gods. We are all lackeys of the gods."

"You are all brave fighters."

"Okay, don't prevaricate me with this, we are just poor people, after all, mortals are nothing in the eyes of gods." Finally, he turned and left, "Hergi is a hero, but I am nothing, Otherwise, I wouldn't need to borrow a gun."

…………

what is this?

In the end, Hermod's consciousness finally fully returned to his body. His skin could feel the heat generated by the surrounding flames, and he could hear the whistling sound of thunder in his ears. He could even hear Slude's shout.

"Hodd!! Hermod!!"

As if time started to turn again, he began to struggle desperately.

"You can't kill me! You will be punished by the oath if you kill your compatriots! You will lose your divine power! You will become a useless person from now on."

However, the person in front of him didn't listen, his hands were still strong, and even Hermod could feel that he had begun to exert strength.

"You can't kill me! The brave will be reborn in Valhalla!"

"Noisy."

'click'

Execution with bare hands...

[Mission Objective: Escape from Hunting (1/1)]

Accompanied by Hodder's movements, everything returned to tranquility. It was only for such a short time. When Slude flew directly up the steps with his own wings, what she saw was the already limp corpse.

Hermod fell limply like this, and the flying wing helmet he was wearing fell off, revealing the handsome but lifeless face, panic and impatience still remained on his face, but that should have been The bright eyes lost their luster.

"Helmod..." After seeing this scene, Slude couldn't help but feel a little dazed. She stopped her progress and then took two steps slowly.

It wasn't until two or three seconds later that she was sure that it was true, Hermod's neck was broken, and after confirming this, she first set her sights on the Valkyrie beside her. The expressions were different, and most of them showed panic and anxiety. Only Sigrun, the leader, lowered his head and did not meet Slude's eyes.

But Slude didn't care about these mortal Valkyries, her gaze stayed on Sigrun for a moment at most, and then moved to the frontier soldier beside her.

Horde... honorable warrior...

At this moment, he just glanced at Slude, and didn't pay much attention to it. He just squatted down like he did before.

He put his hands on Hermod's shoulders, and stared at the dead Hermod, as if he wanted to remember his face firmly.

In Slude's memory, this kind of behavior has almost become a hallmark of him. He will do it in every life-and-death fight, every narrow-death war, after everything is over.

At this time, he seemed to be alone, he didn't care about the surrounding environment, this kind of concentration was not even possessed by the best fighters in the Protoss.

Slude didn't bother him, just stared at him like this. During this time, no one moved, and the surrounding Valkyrie became the background board. They neither entered nor retreated, living in the realm of the gods The Supreme Leader of the world was right in front of them, and even she and Sigrun, the leader of the Valkyries of the Netherlands, remained silent, let alone them.

But this situation didn't last long, because soon, a rainbow of light shone in the sky, and that light shone directly on Hermod's body, his body, armor, and the helmet that fell before All gradually turned into light spots and disappeared.

Speaking of which, this situation seems to be a bit similar to the Valkyrie, but the Valkyrie is bound to Valhalla after all. If they are killed, they will return to the Hall of Valor to wait for their rebirth, commonly known as waiting for reading, in the world view of the game , This is called signing a contract with 'Valhalla', each of them has their own statue somewhere in the huge Hall of Valor.

So what happens to the gods when they die?

Thinking of this, Huo De directly clicked on the only item in the drop list [God Envoy's Staff] and put it in his inventory.

Perhaps it was because the previous rainbow light used to recover Hermod's body was so eye-catching that no one, including Hodder, noticed it. The staff just disappeared.

"So, what do you want to say?"

It is very rare that when all the Valkyries looked at him, he took the initiative to open the topic, but no one responded to his seemingly 'kind' behavior, because no one was stupid enough to respond to what he just said. The person who has just completed the act of killing the gods.

Even now, most of them are still immersed in the moment when Hermod's head was twisted away.

"If not, then I'll go first."

"Hodder..."

"Ok?"

Before the burning palace, the two just looked at each other like this. Slude obviously had a lot to say, but in the end, she still shook her head.

"Your helmet." She handed out the frontier helmet in her hand, and seeing this, Hodder himself was a little dazed.

"thanks……"

"Also... Be careful, it won't be that simple in the future."

Then, the Valkyrie who controlled thunder and storms fluttered her wings and flew into the sky. She flew directly to the northernmost direction, as if she was about to do something.

After watching her go away, Hodder himself sighed, he casually glanced at the burning palace, and then turned his gaze to Sigrun

"Sigrun."

"What's the matter?" Probably because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice sounded a little dry, but Hodder didn't care.

"When the idiot Legney wakes up, you tell him, he's gone."

The warrior went away, his figure was slightly distorted in the scorching air, even a little dark, but in it, all Sigrun felt was endless loneliness.

[Mission Objective: Leave Volsung King City from the city gate (0/1)]

Chapter 65: Where's Your War Horse?

Hodder finally left the city of Volsung, with the burning palace as the background, he put his helmet back on and left.

But it is worth mentioning that he did not leave by the main road, he found a secret passage from the palace, he came to a corner of the city through the secret passage, and then swaggered back to the blacksmith shop that Laijin had abandoned, and took the furnace I briefly repaired the equipment for myself, replenished the durability of the previously consumed equipment, and re-sharpened the sharpness of the weapon before leaving.

[Mission Objective: Leave Volsung King City from the city gate (1/1)]

[Mission Objective: Leave the Netherlands (0/1)]

Presumably, it should be the arrangement of the scene task. When Huo De walked to the gate of the city openly, he saw the rune engraved by Lai Jin for guidance. Following the guide of the rune, he came to the avenue In the jungle on the side, and there, he saw Siegfried and Lakin, and a gray-blue war horse.

It obviously has a different skin color and mane - navy blue skin and white mane, this combination looks very conspicuous, and in order to hide the appearance of this war horse, Siegfried and Lakin also bought it from the stable. A complete set of armor for war horses, but it seems useless, because the girl Granny is too tall, and the armor for ordinary war horses is even a bit small for her.

To put it simply, the war horse now looks nondescript, like wearing trousers under the trousers, but it is better than being completely exposed. At most, it is telling others that the war horse is overnourished.

'咴 yo yo'

When Huo De approached, Grani suddenly hissed. Her voice was completely different from that of ordinary war horses. Although it also had a high-pitched meaning, it was mixed with a trace of wild long cry.

And just after Grani yelled, Siegfried couldn't help but reach out to comfort her.

"Good girl, good girl, calm down, he's my uncle and our companion."

Compared with ordinary war horses, Grani is human after all, although because of the blood of mortal war horses, it is not as good as its ancestor Sleipnir and the war horses of the gods in the domain of God. , and even had a conversation, but the girl could understand what Siegfried said.

Not only that, when Siegfried's hand stroked her exposed cheek, she snorted happily, and then rubbed Siegfried with her head.

Grani's movements are actually not too heavy, and every man who dreams of becoming a warrior or hero will feel happy when he is approached by a rare horse. Of course, Siegfried is the same , and at the same time, he also had a strong sense of pride in his heart.

But pride is pride and joy is joy. When he was pushed to his chest by Grani, Siegfried still grinned unavoidably because his wound was pushed to his chest.

Yes, wounds...

Although Siegfried is handsome and unrestrained now, but at the same time he is in a state of distress. The clothes on his body are obviously changed, but I don't know if the wound is cracked again, and a crimson mark can be clearly seen on his chest , just now Grani just rubbed casually and pushed there, so Siegfried grinned.

"Looks like you've suffered a lot."

"fine!"

"Not only did he suffer a lot, he was almost trampled to death by that horse."

Just when Siegfried waved his hand and wanted to dismiss this topic, the old dwarf next to him began to tear down the stage in a low voice. Even at this time, he even took out the lute he carried with him, and Talk and sing:

"Volsom's sons are valiant

The boy's mind is bright and clever

And braver than those old men

I have high hopes for him

However, the reality is not all smooth sailing. "

Lakin is a blacksmith, but as a dwarf, he has also received education from bards since he was a child. Such verses may not rhyme, but for him, he just opened his mouth.