You and me under the world tree

The kingdom of the dwarves is called Walt Alheim, also translated as Svartalfheim (Svartalfheim), although the pronunciation seems to be completely different, but it is a matter of word formation.

If you actually spell it out, you will find that the two worlds completely correspond to each other, and this is also a very typical format named after the race of the occupants.

Except for the atrium world Midgard (Midgard), which is named after the location, the worlds created later are basically like this.

The realm of the gods high above is Asgard (Asgard), the god court of the Asir protoss.

The residence of the Warner Protoss is Vanaheim, which means the House of Warner, and the elves and dark elves are naturally the same.

"In the final analysis, the nature of the naming of the kingdom is to be remembered by people, so the characteristics are particularly important."

In the kingdom of elves there are elves, and in the kingdom of dwarves there are dwarves.

The kingdom of flames is full of flames, and the kingdom of ice and fog is covered with ice and snow.

"So that's it."

Howard just stretched out his hand and scratched his head.

"In the end it's still nine worlds?"

"Yes, nine."

In this way, after a brief exchange, neither Hodder nor Zebul made a sound.

Maybe it's because neither side is very talkative, or maybe it's because they've run out of things to say.

In short, they all chose to remain silent.

Hodder was still sitting on the back of Zebul's giant eagle, and the wise princess accelerated again.

The cold wind blowing on the face became painful again.

Soon, the huge central mountain peak became clear, which also meant that they were going back to that place soon.

But at this moment, Hodder spoke again.

"Speaking of which, according to the trajectory of the so-called bullshit fate, I will be killed by Vali next?"

"..."

In the face of Huode's sudden bombardment, Zebul chose to remain silent.

It took a while before she responded.

But it is an almost helpless question:

"Do you think ordinary means can kill you? Especially with the help of that friend you have."

Hearing this, Huo De just raised his brows.

He stared at the approaching mountain and the palace above.

Gradually, the girl's face appeared in his mind.

Nanna, Hela.

No matter what you call her, she is now the queen of the Nether world, and with her as the backstage, the Nether is no longer scary.

"So, this point can be exploited..."

Howard whispered.

Maybe one day in the future, he really needs to go directly to Helheim?

While Zebul remained silent about it, Hodder also knew that he had no way to get more news.

This woman who has been 'watching' will not change her attitude towards life, so there is no need for Huo De to force her, just follow her own pace.

"tomorrow……"

Just when Zebul flew directly into the spacious wisdom palace and landed, he spoke again.

"I may ask you to take us to two places tomorrow."

"You want to see Simmara and Diaz right now?"

"No, Diaz's words can be contacted later, and Xinmara is the same, and the casting of the magic sword can be postponed for two days."

Although this has now become one of Hodder's main purposes for coming to this kingdom of giants, it can be slowed down further.

At least there is no need to rush to find Simmara and Diaz the next day, as if sending Utgard to his death.

"Your thinking can be called hypocrisy."

"..."

Hearing Zebul's poisonous tongue, Hodder didn't deny anything.

"Yeah, it's probably hypocrisy, I know that now is not the time to hesitate..."

Just standing on the shoulders of the giantess, he watched Zebul walk according to a certain pace and route.

Soon, they came to a door.

This is the door of Zebul's room. After opening it, what greets the eyes is a warm atmosphere that is completely different from the cold outside.

"You are back!"

Then Hodder heard her voice.

On the other side of the table, Hela said so.

Now she just stood on the edge of the table, poking her head towards this side.

"Is everything done?"

Hearing her obviously concerned and curious question, Hodder subconsciously pursed his lips.

"If I really want to destroy her expectations and destroy the happiness that another person should have, I can't do it."

"What's wrong with you Howard?"

"It's nothing, just something happened."

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good night everybody

Chapter 25: Shut up!

"Why is that?"

"Hod! Tell me! Why did it become like this!"

"Why did he have to die! Why did this kind of thing happen to me!"

Such a voice lingered like this.

But when Huo De came back to his senses, it was Agather's angry and sad face that appeared in front of him.

The expression of this enthusiastic and cheerful giantess is almost completely distorted now, and Hodder can even clearly see the tears shed from the corners of her eyes.

And the gaze she cast even deeply hurt Hodder.

He didn't know what kind of response he should make, so his eyes began to wander subconsciously.

But before he could avoid the giantess' gaze, he felt his collar being grabbed.

And looking along this huge strength, what he saw was Hela's sad face.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"I……"

Huo De subconsciously wanted to explain something, but Hela's questioning hit his heart like a heavy hammer, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Language.

This should have been the most basic function for intelligent creatures to express their own will and exchange ideas with each other.

But it is this most basic function that seems to have encountered its own obstacles here.

He was at a loss as to what to do in the face of the misery Hela showed.

The current Hodder didn't have the courage to look at them at all, so he just turned his gaze away.

But before his confused mind could react, he saw another figure.

It was Utgarde.

As a central figure in Rocky's backup plan, he stands there.

"So, why me?"

This simple question is worth a thousand words.

No amount of hate and foul language could compare to this questioning.

Concealing it from Hodder, it was more like an invisible sharp knife, directly piercing his heart that had just been hit by a heavy hammer.

An inexplicable piercing pain spread throughout the body.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I was created, so I have to act according to Loki's wishes? I have lived here for thousands of years, can't I escape from that guy's shadow?"

"..."

"The most important thing is, do I have to die? Do I have to watch Agather suffer for me all my life?"

A series of questions made Hodder speechless, and he couldn't even say a word of comfort.

"Sorry……"

All he could say was this dry response.

But what use is this apology to these three giants?

No use at all.

Even, this can't alleviate Hodder's current sad mood.

"Nothing can change, you can't do anything!"

Suddenly, he heard such a voice.

And at this moment, he found that the three giants who were showing sadness and anger to him in front of his eyes had disappeared.

"Did you hear that? You can't do anything, you're just a villain who can take advantage of loopholes in the rules."

As the voice became clearer, a figure gradually appeared in front of Hodder.

It was a strong one-eyed old man, and what he held in his hand was the Meteor Spear!

This is the person he hates the most.

After seeing the appearance of the old man, Huo De subconsciously burst into anger.

But before he could vent his anger, he saw the old man speak slowly:

"From the beginning to the end, you are just relying on and relying on other people. If you are alone, you can't do anything."

Then, he felt his breathing stagnate.

Even if he hates and is angry.

But in his heart he had the idea of ​​agreeing with it.

Because this cognition has actually been hidden in his subconscious.

Deep down, he also thought he couldn't do anything. .

Although seemingly powerful and omnipotent, even revered as a sage in Midgard, even the gods can be counted among them.

However, this strength is not real.

He uses more of the rules that actually exist in the atrium world-rules made by the gods themselves.

What he used was the mentality of the gods who wanted to minimize the impact and were unwilling to turn the table over for him, an 'ant'.