You and me under the world tree

The entire Nine Realms?

No, to be precise, it should be the seven worlds extended by the world tree Uktra Hill. Muspelheim and Niflheim are the oldest lands, and they should be able to survive.

However, they are not suitable for living.

That’s all for giants. After all, whether it’s the Aesir, Vanir or frost giants, they have been wandering the land of Niflheim when Ymir was still alive.

But what about those fragile lives?

dwarf?

Elf?

Even humans.

Thinking of this, Huode's heart trembled, and he closed his eyes.

As the most vulnerable race in the Nine Realms, they are the life created by the Asa Protoss, and the source of life is the world tree Yuktrashir—that is, the ancestor of the frost giant Ymir.

What would happen to these more fragile beings if the world were destroyed?

Can it survive?

Even if they survived, where could they live?

Hodder didn't know.

It should be said that until now, he did not know this.

In fact, Hodder never thought of completely destroying the world, and all he wanted to do was revenge.

Pull the gods down from their high seats and put an end to all tragedies.

That's what he thought.

But now, all the facts told him that such a thing seemed unlikely.

"Fate and the world choose one?"

Howard couldn't help laughing.

And from that smile, what Mondelfarli felt was an inexplicable coldness and anger.

"Someone should have told you about this before."

The time giant spoke slowly.

After hearing his words, Hodder couldn't help covering his left chest.

He clutched his clothes tightly, feeling the violent heartbeat.

"Yes."

Howard replied.

Before, he was still able to act like an outsider, and he could even show sympathy for the poor man Montilfarli.

But now, Hodder suddenly found himself in an extremely awkward position.

It's just fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps.

"I should have known about it, but I don't now."

Of course there is only one answer, he 'forgot'.

If he hadn't made a special visit to the island of fate shrouded in mist, if he hadn't visited the three sisters who conveyed the words of fate, Huo De really wouldn't have known that he had already landed on that island.

And there is only one means for a person like him to completely forget such an important experience, magic.

And it must not be someone else, it should be him who deleted this memory by himself.

But why must this memory be deleted?

Is it because of things in the modern world?

Or is it because I can't accept and bear this huge pressure, so I choose to escape?

Suddenly, a strong sense of self-denial loathing emerged from the bottom of Hodder's heart.

It's ridiculous to say that normal people should have self-esteem.

Because of this self-esteem, most people will not admit that they are deliberately avoiding or avoiding something.

But now, Hodder has such an impulse.

He wants to admit this directly:

Correct!

That's right!

There are no inside stories or secrets here, it is simply that I am not strong enough to bear it!

I'm rotten, how about it!

In the final analysis, this strong sense of self-denial still stems from the fact that his heart has been torn apart.

Two completely different and seemingly unrelated emotions hovered in his body, constantly conflicting with each other in his mind.

Am I naturally ruthless?

Could it be that the reason why I killed the three sisters in rage and despair was not just for the sake of the Volsung family?

Isn't the experience of the Volsung family worthy of my anger?

Could it be that I really just couldn't bear it so I chose to escape directly?

Hodder found that he couldn't stop the increasingly chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Even later, the doubts became more and more outrageous.

He even wanted to question his own attitude.

Why are you still calm?

Why can you still think?

Have you never had the whole world in your heart?

Hodder just closed his eyes, and after this series of violent storms, everything seemed to be quiet.

He finally used magic to dispel all the conflicting emotions.

It's like putting the body completely still in the icy lake water, as if everything has come to a standstill.

But that doesn't seem to be enough.

Because he could still feel that his heart seemed to be roasted on top of a raging fire.

In the final analysis, this method is just a palliative, not a permanent cure.

As long as he still has this memory in his mind, as long as he still remembers these things clearly, this emotion will exist.

Because he still couldn't accept it in his heart.

It's like putting your heart on a flame, and even breathing seems to be extremely difficult.

However, perhaps because of the forced expulsion of that mood, Hodder's mind is much calmer now.

No matter how disturbed his mood was, it could not break through the shackles and completely affect his reason.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes.

After widening his horizons, he suddenly realized something that had been ignored before:

"If you want to destroy this world, can ordinary weapons do it?"

"You don't have to worry about this, Loki is ready."

Mondial Farley's words made Hodder speechless.

He was speechless, and even felt an inexplicable depression in his heart:

"Haha, Loki is ready..."

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The psychological description in this article may have some waves, which will make people feel confused.

But this is a kind of comparison... a real feeling?

At my grandfather's funeral, I used to be cranky, even self-loathing.

But the disgust itself had nothing to do with my grandfather.

Now that I think about it, it’s outrageous that what I hated at the time was that I couldn’t cry at all, as if I had no feelings at all.

_(:з」∠)_

Probably so.

Chapter 14: Destiny? Dogs Don't Believe It

Just in front of the time giant, Hodder just laughed out loud.

The corners of his mouth were obviously raised, and that kind of laughter was also very obvious, as if it couldn't be stopped at all.

"Hmph, yes, that's it, Loki is ready."

He nodded slowly.

And in the end, Hodder's own voice became lower and lower.

"It seems that I don't need to worry about anything at all, right? After all, this world is like this, and it never revolves around a certain person. Yes, that's how it is."

He is still smiling.

However, in the eyes of Mondial Farley, the human's smile clearly reveals ferocity.

Corresponding to this ferocity is his calm tone, and this contrast even makes the time giant feel chills in his heart.

Although the current him doesn't care about life and death anymore, even for him now, the so-called death and complete disappearance can even be regarded as a kind of relief.

However, now he has such an inexplicable fear.

Because he realized that he seemed to be normal.

Yes, he clearly knew that he had reached the edge of sanity, and had even been labeled as mentally abnormal in the eyes of others.

But he unexpectedly found that his cognition seemed to be normal.

And the reason why he thought so was because he felt that the man in front of him was a little abnormal.

That ferocious smile clearly revealed the meaning of madness.

Beneath this maniacal grin, his calm, soft-spoken voice seemed terribly frightening.

"I'm not the only one who hates the gods and even the whole world. Loki is even more qualified than me. Yes, that's it. After all, he is the god of tricks."

Huo De just covered his forehead like this, taking a deep breath calmly.

"As the god of trickery, Loki's plan is actually flawless. He successfully concealed the existence of Muspelheim's primordial fire, and then wanted to forge it into a monster capable of threatening the gods and even destroying the world. Weapons, these are perfect, no one can criticize."

That's right, no one can criticize, after all, it is infinitely close to success, isn't it!

"I'm here now. Although that old man knows that I've come to Jotunheim, he doesn't know what Loki left behind."

Yes, he had absolutely no idea.

"Diaz masters some of the key technologies, Simmara masters the manufacturing blueprints, and Utgard..."

Giant Utgarde.

When this name was mentioned, Hodder's appearance easily appeared in his mind.

"He holds the primordial fire itself."

Having said that, Howard bit his lips tightly.

The subtle tingling sensation spread from the very beginning, but at this moment he didn't feel it.