You and me under the world tree

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Chapter 67: Mortals? Toys?

Above the sky, the sound of thunder resounded.

Then it started to rain, and there was even a gust of cold wind blowing.

Everything happened so fast that it was unexpected.

Even the soldiers of Hungary were surprised.

"It's raining?"

"Why is it raining?"

"There is no sign at all."

Compared with the astonishment shown by the Hungarian soldiers, the morale of the Frontier Corps can only be described as collapse.

"Why is it raining!!"

"Why is it raining!"

"If it rains, this fire will be extinguished in no time!"

All kinds of voices echoed.

Or desperate, or desperate.

But not surprisingly, all these words revolved around the sudden heavy rain.

Because the heavy rain came too suddenly, as if it came to help the King of Hunlan.

"Could this be the hero chosen by God!"

"Is this the privilege of the Son of God!"

Above the line of defense, the soldiers who still had enough courage to fight hard shouted loudly.

In fact, they don't know anything.

Because they couldn't understand what was happening now, and didn't know why it rained suddenly, they directly blamed the cause of this incident on the Hungarian King Etzel.

For them now, the so-called Great King of Hungary is nothing more than a vent.

Anyone can be in this position.

However, these ordinary human warriors probably would not have thought that they had come into contact with certain facts unintentionally:

This sudden heavy rain was originally abnormal.

It doesn't have any trace of magic, but is certainly 'artificial'.

The existence that causes this phenomenon is called a god.

The divine power possessed by the gods is itself 'nature', which is completely different from magic, which can detect a strong sense of violation and traces.

Divine power is the basis for the operation of this world, and divine power is the embodiment and symbol of nature.

Therefore, no one will find that there are gods standing there in the sky.

The lightning hammer was stirring the wind and clouds, and the rain fell on the earth.

At the gateway of the Goths, icy rain and fire collide.

However, the rain is endless.

Even if it is just an unconventional phenomenon motivated by the gods, it belongs to nature after all.

The Storm Goddess who was the person concerned did not stop, and this sudden rainstorm would continue forever.

But after all, this flame only originated from the spread of kerosene, and the so-called fuel is limited after all.

In the beginning, when faced with the heavy rain, the valley fire seemed extremely tenacious, and seemed vaguely confronting.

However, the torrential rain in the sky was too strong and soon completely extinguished it.

In the end there was nothing left.

The fighting spirit and hope deep in the hearts of the soldiers of the Frontier Legion were also extinguished by the heavy rain.

"This...is not fair."

The cold rain fell on the skin, and Wittig, who felt the delayed coldness, suddenly made his own dry voice.

"This...is not fair."

Perhaps, his words sound a little childish.

But what came out of that dry voice was despair and anger.

Some things he already knew.

However, when these things were really in front of our eyes, the intense pain still came like a tide.

It nearly hit his brain and made it hard for him to breathe.

The exhaustion of the mind came together with the pain, which made him close his eyes.

'patta'

Raindrops hit his face and slid down the corners of his eyes.

In the torrential rain, the Aggressive Snake, which should have been exuding silvery white brilliance, looked extremely embarrassed at this moment.

The blood vomited from his mouth has been washed away by the rain, but the armor on his body exudes a sense of depression no matter what.

Hair that was wet by the rain was also extremely messy.

Facing such a frustrated warrior, the ruthless King of Hunlan only showed a cruel smile that belonged to the winner.

"In this way, you should understand."

"Well……"

"You are useless, even if you exhaust everything, it's nothing more than that."

"This is what mortals do."

Above the sky, the giantess who had to use the Swarin shield on the chariot to completely cover the huge flaming substance called 'the sun' seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Sun Goddess Sur.

After being forced to suspend her work, she just watched the Storm Goddess holding the arc hammer with a playful look.

At this moment, Slude's expression was a little cold.

"What happened to mortals?"

'boom'

When the flames are completely extinguished, her duties are over.

She took back her war hammer directly, and the thunder and lightning naturally disappeared completely.

The churning cloud completely dissipated.

Then, Sur also took this opportunity to untie the Swarin giant shield again.

"It's nothing."

Just as the Swarin Giant Shield slowly released the shield, the giantess known as the Sun Goddess couldn't help curling her lips.

"I'm just curious why you look so mad at me."

"..."

Slude remained silent on this.

She didn't have any answer.

And just under this silence, the blazing heat that belongs only to the sun spread out.

That kind of brilliance fell on Sur's face, making Slude feel inexplicably dazzling for a moment.

"After all, isn't it you who here dismisses the wisdom displayed by mortals and smashes them to pieces with sheer violence?"

"..."

Slude finally turned his head away without a word.

I don't know if Sur and her sun chariot are too dazzling now, or the words she said are too harsh.

Instead, the real goddess stepped back a certain distance.

"My work is almost done."

Slude spoke.

Although she pretended to be serious, anyone could tell that she just wanted to get out of here at the moment.

But at this moment, one of her Valkyries seemed to have other ideas.

Valkyrie Helvetia.

"Your Highness, can I..."

Just when the war was completely settled, she couldn't help asking.

However, when facing the real god, her words stumbled.

"I……"

And Slude understood what she was trying to say.

Even unconsciously, her tone could not help revealing impatience.

"You've said it many times, Helvey, he has enough aptitude to enter the Hall of Valor, and he will be able to get rid of his broken body by then."

"No, no, I don't want him to die."

Finally, Helvey spoke out her deepest thoughts.

Then, she suddenly felt a certain gaze.

This sight made her feel panic for a moment.

Because that kind of oppression from top to bottom is completely unavoidable.

Slude's gaze subconsciously made her feel nervous.

then……

"Why?" she whispered, "You should know his condition, you want him to drag this crippled body through the rest of his imperfect life?"

"No, it's just that people live in this world not only for themselves, there are still people waiting for this child to come home."

"It will never be the person who is hurt the most, Your Highness."

At the same time, Sigrun also whispered.

"It's a trauma that stays forever in other people's hearts."

'boom'

Suddenly, Slude always felt as if he could think of something.

A certain face, a certain look in the depths of memory gradually emerged.

"So don't worry about it so much, anyway, aren't mortals just dolls for you to enjoy at will?"

Suddenly, the words gradually overlapped, and Su Er's completely inappropriate words evoked the memory she had planned to seal up:

"To you, everyone is the same. The Siegmunds are just dolls to play with at will."

"Well……"

But this time, she seemed to have no room to refute.

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