You and me under the world tree

That's Gungnir!

"Ok?"

At this moment, it is not known whether the roar in Sifka's heart played a role, or other reasons, the meteor gun suddenly stagnated in mid-air.

Right above the court battle, Gungnir stopped there.

No one knows what's going on.

Even at this time, many people were too busy to take care of themselves, coupled with the interference of magic, many people did not notice what was going on with the spear.

And here, only the black-robed man who is the party involved——the sage Huo De understands the specific situation.

pull...

To put it simply, when he wanted to recover Gungnir with magic, the Meteor Spear was pulled by a force.

One up, one down.

Both sides are magic, but in terms of power, they are comparable, so the spear is deadlocked in the sky.

At the same time, he couldn't help raising his head, looking directly at the sky through the already torn ceiling.

Although he couldn't see what was going on in the sky, he could clearly feel the sight cast from above.

At the same time, on the supreme throne in the Hall of Silver, the old man wearing the eagle helmet also stretched out his hand.

The brilliance of magic shines on.

There is no doubt that he is competing with the man in the world for control of Gungnir.

However, this kind of control does not mean that the Meteor Gun itself is just pure 'brute force'.

Although the two sides used magic, it was like two people competing for strength, like a tug of war.

But at this moment, his complexion was a little ugly.

Because vaguely, he realized that Gungnir was getting out of his control.

In the most basic magic pull, he actually fell into a disadvantage.

Does this mean that he lost to a mortal in the attainment of magic?

"Tsk."

Through the power of the supreme throne, the king of the gods stared at the mortal palace, his eyes fixed on the man who tried to hide his identity through the black robe.

At the same time, the face under the hood couldn't help showing a smile.

mocking smile...

"So are you."

Chapter 41: Broken...

You are nothing more than that...

Although, Hodder didn't use too much voice when he said this.

He didn't scold the sky like others, after all, he has passed this stage a long time ago.

And more importantly, he is sure that his words have been passed on to the top.

Not because of anything else, because thinking about it carefully, the guy who is pulling the control of Gungnir's Spear with him is definitely not Hermod.

The lackey who has the custody of the Meteor Gun does not have such a strong level of magic.

In fact, if his magic level was higher, he would not have been completely suppressed by him during the battle at that time, and he would not have even started to become incompetent and furious.

In other words, the one who is pulling him now can only be the king of the gods.

However, the legendary king of the gods cannot actually see the entire Nine Realms with his own words.

In fact, it was for this reason that he needed two ravens named Fu Jin and Wu Ni to patrol the Nine Realms for him, and exchange what they saw and heard with him at night.

Even, just having two ravens is not enough.

It is Heimdall, the Guardian of Dawn, who really replaces the Aesir to monitor the Nine Realms and pay attention to the movements of giants.

In order to make up for his own shortcomings in this regard, the King of Gods also specially created the Supreme Throne.

Presumably, that dead old man is sitting on the throne of the Silver Hall right now?

Thinking of this, Hodder couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

No one could see it. At this moment, Hodder's eyes were obviously a little scary.

It seemed to be the most turbid darkness, and also the most terrifying vortex in this world.

However, this did not scare Odin.

"This kind of look can scare those mortals...or those who have never seen anything in the world."

Staring at the black-robed mortal's cloudy eyes like darkness, the king of gods did not waver in the slightest.

He is the oldest god among the Asa protoss, the ancient god who created the entire Nine Realms.

Those who are afraid of darkness and chaos are just used to the sunshine they have been bathed in since birth.

They are used to the endless grasslands and pastures, and the clear blue sky.

Even accustomed to the hot but warm sunshine.

For them, this is the world as it should be.

Those who have not experienced that ancient chaotic time will not understand it no matter what. Even for the current Asa protoss, most of the past things have never been secrets.

However, so-called knowing and real experience are two different things after all.

But Odin is different, he came from that era.

The most difficult time for the Protoss was when he carried everything to the present.

The so-called darkness and chaos were the norm at that time, and it was his daily life.

Therefore, no matter how fierce Hodder's eyes were, they couldn't scare him.

At the same time, even though the man was taunting him there, his expression didn't relax in the slightest.

But even so, Odin still frowned.

Not because of anything else, because that man is completely different from the other idiots who appear fierce on the surface.

He is a ferocious beast with real materials, and his anger will definitely turn into a storm-like attack—if he really comes to God's Domain.

The King of Gods never doubted this.

And more importantly, that man's attainments in magic are indeed top-notch.

At least as far as this most primitive magic wrestling is concerned, his effect is not that good.

Maybe it's because of the casting distance?

But no matter what, Odin didn't intend to just go on like this.

Not because of anything else, because the Spear of Gungnir belongs to him after all.

So at the next moment, he directly withdrew his magic that was not the pinnacle.

Immediately afterwards, he hooked his fingers directly.

Accompanied by his movements, the Meteor Spear shone brightly.

Magic, divine power...

The power displayed by the Eternal Gun is too complicated, and these seem to symbolize the composition of Odin.

At this moment, Hodder, who originally planned to pull down Gungnir's Spear, couldn't help but frown.

In terms of magical attainments, he is considered confident, but his opponent is a god after all.

Regardless of identity or status, gods are stronger than mortals, there is no doubt about it.

Whether it is physical fitness or the power called divine power, these are things that humans have never possessed.

And it was at this moment that Hodder also deeply realized the gap between himself and those orthodox gods - at the moment when the spear of Gungnir exerted its divine power, he could not even keep the meteor alone by relying on magic .

He can be unscrupulous now, and after all, he still stuck the lifeline of the Asa Protoss.

He has the identity of a "man of the gods", which was bestowed by Loki on the surface.

Therefore, in order to maintain this advantage, he must hold on to that measurement.

A measure that is not enough to make the gods overturn the table and must follow the rules of the atrium world they made.

To put it simply, he can disgust those protoss at will, but he cannot cross their bottom line.

The good news for Hodder is that Odin isn't all that cranky.

Although the uncontrollable, impulsive and irritable blood power possessed by those powerful warriors in the world did come from him, he himself has already calmed down through the polishing of time.

Hodder is very aware of this. Odin may be angry because of his face-jumping behavior towards the Protoss, but it will definitely not affect his overall situation because of this reason.

As far as he is concerned, as long as Midgard still has frequent wars, as long as this world continues to provide God's Domain with a steady stream of heroic souls, then he will not interfere on a large scale.

He may continue to provoke war, but he will definitely avoid Hodder's edge.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing is that Huo De's own safety has been guaranteed. He may encounter the blocking of the gods, and those protoss will try their best to trouble him, but they will definitely not break out a large-scale confrontation with him.

But the bad thing is that there is no way to start, and Hodder's own pace is also involved to a certain extent by them.

Because Hodder himself is avoiding large-scale conflicts, Midgard is still subject to the gods today, and it can even be said to be in a state of isolation and helplessness.

Perhaps theoretically speaking, there are indeed several potential allies, but Hodder has to personally confirm their ideas.

If you want to break through the current situation, you can't just go on like this.

Just relying on the unification war that the Netherlands is stockpiling, the success rate is not high.

In the end, Hodder directly withdrew himself and radiated magic.

'boom'

Under the tearing of the divine power, Sivka's arm was directly torn apart, and a burst of blood mist burst out from the sky above the palace.

And in this blood mist, a simple wooden spear fell directly to the ground.

However, before Hodder could make any move, Sifka shot directly.

His rune had already been drawn, so at that moment, the wooden spear returned directly to his hand.

And after touching the spear again, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

At the same time, he held a spear in his left hand, and was on guard against the man in black in front of him.

However, what made him feel a little strange, the man in black robe didn't move at this moment.

Moreover, I don't know if it is Sifka's own illusion.

He always felt that the man's eyes were full of helplessness, followed by a hint of sarcasm.

"Didn't you find out?"

When he opened his mouth to ask such a question, Sifka couldn't help being taken aback.

But it was this kind of stupidity that made him expose his flaws.

"Bad..."

When he came back to his senses, he found that the man in black robe had disappeared in front of him.

And when he appeared again, his hands were already on the wooden spear.

'boom'

Immediately afterwards, he directly raised his leg and kicked Sivka out.

Today's palace minister only has one arm, and it is far inferior to Huo De in terms of strength and balance.

So, with just this kick, the palace minister, who looked extremely thin, flew upside down.

Immediately afterwards, he fell directly into the crowd, overwhelming the few nobles and courtiers who were caught off guard.

And such a large-scale commotion finally attracted the attention of others.