You and me under the world tree

This 'God Iron Orange Armor' made by Huo De himself should be his most convenient weapon, but instead of using it, he stuck the rune epee on the ground.

"buzz"

With the glow of magic, the tip of the sword was quickly embellished with runes, as if it had been nailed to the ground by the sword.

The next moment, the protective barrier quickly enveloped the camp.

The magic power surged, forming a refreshing blue glow.

"The magic in this camp can't be solved for a while, and it's a little troublesome for me, so I arranged some magic with a calming effect."

Howard said

For him, explaining magic was just a passing act.

"Just stay in the barrier and don't move around. The god who occupies the human body can't hurt you for the time being."

However, his words received no response.

This inevitably made him frown.

"His Royal Highness Nanna?"

"Cyan...brilliance."

The kid must have been scared out of his wits...

Chapter 65: Dancing in the palm of your hand

On the land of the Netherlands, under the light of the moon god Mani, a battle that was not at all equal broke out.

One side is Hermod, the envoy from God's Realm. He is proficient in magic and martial arts, and because he is an envoy of God, he has the fastest speed in the entire Nine Realms.

On the other side is a human-god hybrid warrior from Midgard. Now that Loki, who is the 'behind the scenes', has been ordered to judge, in the eyes of the gods, he is just a 'no master' tool only.

Normally speaking, the so-called 'injustice' is for human beings.

Because there is a natural gap between gods and humans.

But this is not the case.

In fact, from the moment the battle broke out, the envoy himself was already cornered.

As for why, that is his current state.

"Those fighters in the Hall of Valor will greatly overdraw the physical potential of human beings, let alone you now, Hermod."

Looking at the Hungarian warrior standing in the distance, Hodd said.

"Perhaps the body you use is stronger than the 'warriors' of the Hang Ding clan, but there is a limit after all."

Yes, just like he said.

The body that Hermod occupies still belongs to mortals after all, and he just transferred his consciousness, power and soul to this body.

Although his performance may not be as good as his original body, it is safer.

However, this body now brought him a load.

If you want to say why, it is that he must constantly avoid the attack of the sage, and this process has caused great consumption.

Not to mention, his emotions are very agitated and high-pitched now.

And the "furious madness" brought about by the blood of the father's generation further exacerbated this consumption.

This situation is even more exhausting than the previous so-called martial arts tournament, because the sages in front of them have already left those so-called warriors far behind in terms of combat effectiveness.

This can be seen from his previous attacks.

That blow to the breastplate not only shattered his breastplate, it even broke his bones.

The pain that kept hitting him even made him feel a little regretful.

I regret why I didn't come here wearing my god iron armor.

But what if he came in his own armor?

If he violated the taboo of the oath during the fight, then he himself would fall into the same passive situation as a few years ago.

"asshole……"

Staring at the man in the armor of the evil dragon, Hermod couldn't help but feel anger.

Because he felt that he was underestimated—that sage is best at using magic and swords, which is something everyone knows.

However, he didn't take out those weapons, he didn't even cast spells, he just dealt with them empty-handed.

But even so, he made him suffer.

"Speaking of which, do you know how I found you?"

In an instant, with such words, the sage approached again.

And this time, Hermod did not hide from anything.

He took a deep breath quickly, and then received Hodder's heavy punch head-on.

His movements were big, so at the moment when he forcibly caught it, Hermod noticed the great flaw he showed.

Then, he gritted his teeth.

"Let you underestimate me..."

He didn't listen to the sage's obviously distracting words at all, he just drew a sharp knife.

God Envoy Hermod has never been good at martial arts in God's Domain, but he can still bring great threats to others.

Not because of anything else, but because his speed is number one in the Nine Realms.

Under the extremely fast speed, he only needs a sharp blade, and he can send it into the enemy's vitals at the fastest speed.

Not to mention ordinary mortals, even giants and even gods of the same race must be on guard against this.

Hodder, however, was different.

"So what if I underestimate you?"

'clang'

Accompanied by a metallic clang, Hodder's fully armed gauntlet directly blocked the thrust.

The next moment, Hodder raised his leg and kicked him in the leg.

'boom'

'click'

With the sound of breaking, the metal armor on his legs was directly smashed by him.

Even at this moment, a sharp pain rushed into Helmode's heart.

"As I said, you have no chance of winning from the beginning."

At the same time, what lingered in his ears was the voice that seemed to come from the darkness and chaos.

"Impossible, I lost to you last time only because..."

"Breaking the forbidden oath of the Asa Protoss? If the God of Thunder and the God of Silence were here, I might not say anything big, but you... an envoy? An errand? Let's forget it."

'boom'

With another kick, Huo De kicked his other leg hard, directly kicking his legs.

"Let me help you relax, so you don't run around."

With just one close encounter, Hermod paid the price for his arbitrariness.

But this time was different.

A few years ago, because he was wearing the divine iron armor, he lost his divine power, and he simply didn't have enough strength to support the heavy divine iron armor, so he couldn't move himself and was twisted by the sage.

But now, after changing his clothes, he lost even faster.

what is this?

He doesn't understand, doesn't understand at all.

Why are humans so strong?

He obviously has no divine power, and he is just a 'doll' made by Loki!

"Look at you, like a clown, your face is full of jealousy and distortion. It is precisely because of your mentality that you are so conspicuous in the crowd, even if you are completely exposed, you don't know it."

Then, like throwing out trash, he directly threw the protoss envoy out.

"Think about it carefully, you are indeed the best candidate sent by the gods to take Her Royal Highness away, because your speed is the fastest, and in case of any conflict, you can also leave quickly."

but……

"Your small flaws in your character eventually betrayed you. Your inner inferiority complex is distorted. Even if you are recognized by the gods, even if you become a member of the Asa clan, you still feel inferior, so you can only learn from your mouth. Look for superiority in 'mortals'."

When talking about this, Hodder couldn't help laughing.

That kind of laughter is extremely ironic.

"Because you have human blood and are born weaker than real gods, you value your divine power and identity as a god very much. Because of this distorted psychology, even if you hide your identity, you will never allow yourself to lose. To a mortal."

Looking at the embarrassed man, Huo De had no sympathy from the bottom of his heart.

Some are just mocking.

"Because of your pride, you fought your way through my well-planned martial arts competition and forcibly won the first place. Congratulations, you have successfully proved yourself. At the same time, due to excessive consumption, you You have to come out on top again in the big eater competition at night, you have to eat a lot to supplement the consumption during the battle, otherwise the body you occupy will soon usher in the 'end'."

"hateful……"

Hearing the chattering words in his ears, Hermod felt more and more angry in his heart.

He couldn't control his emotions.

The war blood of his father's generation boiled in his body, his expression gradually became ferocious, and his pupils seemed to be congested with anger.

This is the real 'furious transformation', which is far from comparable to the 'rage technique' of forcibly turning into a berserker.

However, it now appeared on a man who was in such a mess that his legs were kicked off.

This can not help but feel a touch of sadness.

"Understood? From the beginning, you were under my sight like a clown."

Under the moonlight, in Helmode's sight, the evil dragon warrior walked slowly.

In the gap of the helmet, there seemed to be a flash of scarlet mixed with bloodthirsty and anger in the chaotic vision.

Compared with this kind of anger, his mocking and cold voice seemed even more terrifying.

"Understood? To deal with the clown, I never need to do my best! You are not worthy!"

"To shut up!!"

'boom'

Hermod hit the ground directly with a fist, he was angry but powerless.

With his legs broken, he couldn't stand up at all.

Therefore, he could only stare at the man fiercely.

"shut up……"

Chapter 66: Honor and Mother

Because Helmode couldn't stand up, he couldn't get close to or even kill the evil dragon warrior who had been stirring up the anger in his heart.

In a state of rage and loss of reason, he can only smash the ground with his fist.

Even though he violated the oath because of the sudden attack before, his own divine power is slowly passing away because of this.

However, this time is different from before.

Even, the situation was much lighter than before, so his power didn't flow away as quickly as before.

And when that remaining power was combined with the special physique of the Asa Protoss, his fist directly left a deep fist mark on the ground.

Obviously, in this situation, he seems to have lost his mind.