You and me under the world tree

Because in traditional human culture, the boundary between life and death is extremely clear, and intelligent creatures usually have the most basic aesthetics.

In any case, those ghouls with pus on their bodies can be called anti-human in terms of image.

Even the current Hela will feel a sense of discomfort, let alone Hodder who has been active as a human being.

But even so, he didn't move his gaze away, but stared at those ghouls.

Deeply imprint their tragic situation in their minds.

"Actually, I am not worthy to stand on the moral high ground and criticize anything. There is no essential difference between me and the gods who started the war without authorization."

Staring at the ghouls, Hodder said.

Strictly speaking, these words were his own words, but he really wanted to speak to these ghouls.

Even now, these ghouls are dead.

Theoretically speaking, only their obsession and instinct are left, and they can no longer understand human speech.

but……

"Humanity itself is a selfish race, isn't it? No one wants to stand on the commanding heights forever, and there are always relatives and estrangements. For me, the Netherlands is my family. I have been willing to do whatever it takes for the entire kingdom. Seeking profit, even now."

Under the watchful eyes of many ghouls, the black wizard slowly raised his hands.

At the same time, with the glow of magic, one after another runes floated out from his palm.

He did not draw at all, but merely drew an arc with his own hands.

Along with his movements, the seemingly monotonous runes quickly formed a circular sequence of runes.

end to end...

For a while, even Hella had a hard time finding the source of the interpretation.

Fortunately, both she and Dietrich knew what Hodder wanted to do at the moment.

The second rune symbolizing healing.

It involves the tenth rune and No.12 rune of the soul.

As long as these three runes are found, it is very simple to decipher the sequence of the rings.

"Relax and heal."

Calm down their obsession and restlessness.

Heal their broken bodies.

"Rest in peace, I will avenge you."

The black wizard waved his hand.

Accompanied by these actions, the radiance emitted by the runes spread out all at once.

"Ow!"

Facing the comfortable and cold glow, the ghouls roared and roared angrily.

Because they sensed a sense of crisis, they realized that once they were infected with this glow, they would completely fall down.

No one wants to die, not even a ghoul who has forgotten the fact of his death and only has instinct.

But they cannot escape.

Because when they roared, the light had already covered the entire government affairs building, without any omission.

The loathsome pustules on the ghoul's body gradually receded and seemed to be recovering.

Gradually, their bodies seemed to be returning to normal, but their eyes were tightly closed, as if they had fallen asleep forever.

And at this moment, Dietrich was just watching these eternal sleepers.

"Sweet dreams," she whispered.

Then, she looked up and saw the man walking towards the stairs.

"Come on, let's follow."

Along the way, they could see those eternal sleepers whose bodies were gradually repaired roughly by magic, and they didn't bother these people, just kept moving forward.

However, just as they reached a certain corner, they heard a roar.

pain, helplessness...

There is no doubt that this sound is definitely not something that normal humans can make.

Is it a ghoul?

No, under the effect of the magic that is powerful enough to destroy any obsession and calm the mind, there are still ghouls that survive?

When Dietrich looked up suspiciously, what she saw was a sign.

It's posted on the gate:

Mayor's Office.

Chapter 10: Will

The easy-to-understand sign just affixed to the wooden door is a testament to the room's usefulness.

At the same time, it also proved to some extent who the screaming in that office belonged to.

However, this has to draw attention to a lingering problem.

"Is there anyone still alive?"

Hella said.

It could be seen that the lingering surprise appeared on this woman's face.

She probably didn't expect this either.

In fact, no one expected this.

Because when they saw a large number of ghouls oozing pus in the hall, they realized the current purpose of this government affairs hall: isolation.

This is the most crude isolation place, and the seriously infected patients in Defentel are all concentrated in this place.

For this reason, although Huo De and the others have not seen the mayor here, they also labeled him as an infected person in their hearts.

After all, if he is not an infected person, or if the infection is mild, there is no need to lock himself up.

As a mayor, he can obviously do more.

"Is it possible that his physique is different from others? Or is he a mixed race?"

Among Midgard, there are not many mixed races.

Half-blooded giants, half-dwarves, half-elfs, and the descendants of gods made by Odin himself, there are quite a few such people in Midgard.

Even if their bloodline did not endow them with specificity in appearance, it did give them a constitution beyond that of human beings.

In the eyes of the lofty giants and the gods, human beings have always been the most vulnerable race in the Nine Realms, and it has always been like this.

But the current Hella clearly demonstrated this attitude.

In her eyes, the fragility of human beings has already been determined, and those ghouls who have already rested prove this point even more.

In her opinion, if the mayor here doesn't have any special blood, then his fate should not be any better than those ghouls below.

"Don't guess, there have never been so many mixed races in this world. As for the mayor here..."

Having said that, Hodder paused for a moment.

"In my impression, he is from the northern seas. He used to be one of Hewale's subordinates. He is a pure human being without any bloodlines."

"However, if it is a human being, it should have become a ghoul at this speed of infection."

"Yeah, turned into a ghoul."

"..."

Facing the sage who seemed to be indifferent to oil and salt, Hela had nothing to say for a while.

"If it's a ghoul, how can it still be..."

'Crack'

Before Hela finished speaking, Huo De opened the room of the mayor's office.

Immediately afterwards, the scene inside made Hela stunned in place.

Because in the room of the mayor's office, a figure was lying on the ground.

Perhaps because of Hodder's large-scale magic, the pustules on his body are constantly being repaired, but the blood and pus on the ground can prove to a certain extent what this place used to be like.

And more importantly, that figure is still wriggling.

"Woo... Aww!"

Roaring and screaming, he seemed to have experienced some painful struggle.

The robes on his body were also torn to pieces, making them look messy, and dirty pus flowed from his mouth.

At this moment, he looked more like a person.

But as long as you observe carefully, you will find that there are a lot of trauma on his body.

These wounds are not blade wounds, but various scratches caused by excessive force. Careful observation can reveal nails embedded in the flesh.

From this point of view alone, it is enough to see the pain displayed by the person involved.

And more importantly, the wounds on his body that were supposed to bleed no longer bleed.

This wasn't wound healing, because just from Huo De's perspective, he could see the horrific wound that was still being repaired, but there was no blood flowing out of the wound.

This means that the blood has long since coagulated.

It's a sign of death...

"Ow!"

"He is dead."

Staring at the roaring ghoul, Hodder said.

"He looked like he was in pain."

"Just like the subconscious desire of those ghouls outside, he doesn't want to die, so he is still fighting against the magic I released."

"This……"

Watching the mayor ghoul who kept roaring and rolling on the ground, Hela subconsciously frowned.

To be honest, as far as the previous senses are concerned, she can perceive the strength of Hodder's magic.

There shouldn't be any ghouls that can resist the magic he casts, even the ferocious guys in the hall have fallen down.

"Is this person so afraid of death?"

"It's not that he's afraid of death, he just has something he wants to convey."

With just a glance at Hela, Huo De quickly vetoed these words.

Then, he just walked towards the ghoul.

Then squatted down.

"Hodder?"

After seeing the defenseless appearance of the sage, Dietrich subconsciously frowned.

But she didn't continue to say anything, because at this moment, she saw the man stretching out his hand.

The hand in the leather glove gently stroked the mayor's head, whose body had been repaired and looked like an ordinary person.

Perhaps it was because of the recent busyness that he had no time to take care of his wildly grown beard.

However, his age is still recognizable at a glance.

In fact, he looked very young, he seemed to be in his 20s.

But it is also because he is too young, so it is inexplicably confusing.

"We're here, your wait was worth it."