You and me under the world tree

Because this method is actually very common, at least in the wizarding class, it is well documented.

To put it bluntly, no one wants to just sit and wait to die, and since ancient times, there are indeed quite a few wizards who have worked hard to prolong their lifespan.

And their methods are also strange.

Such as using magic to regulate the body and prolong the life of the physical body, these are the most basic means.

However, human beings are too fragile and their lifespan is too short.

So the wizards had to consider other means.

And the final means of birth is 'soul transfer'.

To put it simply, it is to find a carrier to protect and store one's soul with magic.

Some people with better character probably chose some dead things.

For example, create a pair of human-shaped armor, or simply make your own wand or rings and other items into possessions.

And those ruthless who have no regard for human life will choose living animals, and they will never let themselves board on animals.

So, there is only one thing they choose.

"Flesh and blood..."

With complicated emotions, Dietrich just sighed in a low voice.

It wasn't that she felt cruel, or that she was so kind that she couldn't do anything.

It's just that she felt a little strange.

"It is the willpower that determines the foundation of one's own existence."

"So they're still the same people?"

Then, Hela glanced at her.

"It can be said that because the 'fusion' of devouring the soul and occupying the body is actually similar."

Different from the kind of encroachment that suppresses the original consciousness, the encroachment Hela mentioned is actually the integration of life.

So there must be inheritance.

But the problem here is those branches.

"Those lives..."

"There is no will to speak of, not even independent thought, and there is no consciousness."

"So, from the point of view of magic, this kind of thing can be said to be the best spare body, and by using this method, anyone who is proficient in magic can guarantee his own life."

Even though she said so, Hela quickly shook her head.

"It's just that this kind of thing is actually not certain, because it is a kind of fusion itself. If you don't have a strong enough will, or don't want to continue to maintain it, then your own consciousness will soon dissipate. irrelevant people."

Then, she looked at Dietrich.

"That's what Brunhilde used to be. She gave up her memory and power, and gave up everything."

Hearing this, Dietrich opened her mouth slightly.

But soon, she sighed again.

"Anyway, these giants obviously don't care about such things, do they?"

"At least the giant named Utgard doesn't have such an idea. For him, the status of human beings is more like..."

Some words came to my lips,

"The cats and dogs raised at home will definitely be beaten if they are disobedient, and because they can be resurrected at will, it doesn't matter if they are directly beaten to death."

As for whether there is still the original consciousness after "rebirth"?

No one will know this at all.

Just like that, the two of them just stood there.

Then, Dietrich turned her gaze around.

"Do you want to continue shopping?"

she asked.

And there was a little tiredness in her voice.

"Are you tired?"

"Well, what happened today left me speechless."

"What is the giant's attitude towards those humans?"

"Well, according to the attitude of the giant named Utgarde, these people may die several times a day, but this is not the point."

Speaking of this, Dietrich's eyes began to look around, and she began to focus on those people who came and went.

"This is a trading city opened to the outside world by giants. There are ambitious and daring adventurers, as well as Hungarian businessmen. There has been a lot of movement before, but everyone is accustomed to it."

Then, Hela also narrowed her eyes.

"so……"

She didn't continue to speak, but the words that seemed to induce Dietrich still guided Dietrich's thoughts.

"I suddenly had the illusion that the servants and adventurers around these giants who can be sold and traded at will, and the merchants from Hungary are two different species."

This was a feeling from Dietrich's heart, and it also brought her a strong sense of disobedience.

"I can feel that their hearts don't actually have much ups and downs. They don't feel anything about the 'death' of these human servants, as if they are looking at strangers."

At this moment, the memory of the past suddenly appeared in Dietrich's mind.

"Moreover, not only humans, giants don't seem to have this knowledge. They clearly enslave humans, but when facing outsiders like us, they can still face them with a peaceful attitude."

Not just now, and not just the attitude of that giant called Utgarde.

It was the same before.

"That's because the frost giant's concept of race is not so clear."

Suddenly, such a voice sounded out of nowhere.

However, neither Dietrich nor Hela was on guard, because they were too familiar with the voice.

And when the two women followed the voice, what they saw was the male adventurer in black robe.

"Those topics about giants are actually because they are the oldest life in the world, so the concept of the so-called race is not so clear. After all, strictly speaking, the Warner Protoss is just a branch of the frost giant."

"Hodder..."

"Then, the last important thing is... As far as I know, human beings are the only race that treats their compatriots as slaves, and because of this, there is even a slave God, isn't it interesting?"

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Chapter 58: The important person who suddenly appeared

For a while, neither Hella nor Dietrich continued to speak.

Dietrich was not in the mood for this, and Hella knew that Huo De's words could not be answered at all.

What should I say?

interesting?

Just kidding.

That's boring?

That doesn't seem right.

"Slave's benefactor..."

In the end, Hela just repeated this word like a repeater.

Then, her expression became subtle again.

"If I remember correctly, the benefactor of the slave class seems to be the god of thunder."

Thor, the god of thunder.

"He is indeed the benefactor of slaves, and there are a large number of slaves living in his territory."

However, what kind of life these slaves lived and how they went to Asgard is another matter.

After all, this is not the point that Hodder wants to talk about, and if this topic continues, it will become very troublesome in various senses.

"But no matter what, the God of Thunder is only a figure who shined in the third war."

This is a fact stated and confirmed by Etzel.

And the King of Hungary will not deceive him in this respect.

"At the time of the second giant war, the human world already had a mature kingdom system, but human beings created and appeared a small tribal system earlier, and the class of 'slaves' already appeared in the tribal period. "

Having said that, Hodder couldn't help but folded his arms.

"As for the source of the slave class..."

"I know, the gods did it."

Finally, Dietrich, who had been silent for a long time, also returned to this topic.

"Although these things are not clearly recorded, they can actually be verified from legends, and the people who are divided into classes are actually..."

"The Guardian of the Rainbow Bridge, the God of Dawn...Of course, you can regard him as the patron saint of mankind."

After adding these words for Dietrich, Hodder showed a bright smile on his simple face.

But precisely because it is too brilliant, the mockery in it is even more undisguised.

After all, that is the patron saint of mankind.

The patron saint who never takes pain seriously, and never thinks about changing the complicated chain of hatred and interests.

Moreover, Heimdall, the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge, is also the old man's accomplice.

"When mankind was still ignorant and didn't understand what war was, those self-righteous fellows divided mankind into three classes. They divided the hard-working but poor families into slaves, and divided the slightly richer families into freemen, and then divided them into three classes. The rich and noble families who warmly entertain them are divided into the royal family."

This is the legend about the human world that Hodder knows.

And this is not all, after all, the human class has actually changed.

"Slaves will not be able to bear it after being oppressed, and they will overthrow the high and chosen royal family. It is impossible for free people to be content with mediocrity all their lives. However, that kind of division has also created a precedent, that is, the existence of 'slaves' is acquiesced. "

Because slaves are recognized beings, even if they don't have the slightest human rights on the surface.

The power of life and death is in his hands, and he cannot resist, but this is 'reasonable'.

"Humanity has been divided from the moment it was divided into classes, so this is the situation that has evolved now."

At this moment, Hodder also began to watch the surrounding scene.

"If even human beings are not aware of this, then there is no need to expect that powerful, ancient life to show respect in this regard, because human beings are simply not worthy."

Such is the bloody reality.

And more importantly, this is not just a question of so-called dignity.

There is also the power of the individual.

"Humans are too weak..."

Going around, the problem seems to have returned to the original point.

And this pit was right in front of him, no matter what he couldn't get around it.

After all, the attitude of the frost giant is obvious.

They respect the strong.