You and me under the world tree

For this reason, there must be no doubts about her body.

And the safest way is to control all the situation within the category that can be solved by 'magic'.

"So I only need you to provide your wisdom and knowledge, and leave the rest to me."

"alright."

Hela wasn't naive enough to quarrel with Huo De on this aspect, so she quickly shifted her gaze to the young man.

At this moment, the young guard who was wiping his tears suddenly felt a cold gaze.

Before, she put all her attention on the sage, so she didn't notice the two female companions beside him.

But when he noticed it, he felt as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast.

At that moment, he remembered the feeling of walking alone in the dark night when he was a child.

That lingering feeling, if anything, is lingering worry.

Worrying about something scary about yourself.

Beast perhaps?

Perhaps evil spirits?

Or maybe a robber?

In short, there is everything, and the fear is endless.

But at this moment, the existence of a certain character calmed his restless heart.

"Relax children, they are wizards like me, and they are my partners."

"Yes……"

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Chapter 7: City of Ghouls

In the end, the young man still fell asleep, and by the way, made a certain degree of memory modification.

Erasing the conversation he might have heard earlier.

Of course, the reason he fell into that light sleep was because Hodder had cast a spell on him.

However, the sage himself has no malice.

He could tell at a glance that the guard, who was still suffering from illness, was not in good spirits.

It's just that an extremely complicated emotion has been lingering in his heart and supporting him, which didn't make him fall down.

But if you want to analyze it carefully, this complex feeling can be roughly divided into the following categories:

Fear, pain and a sense of final responsibility.

Fear of death, so he didn't want to close his eyes, because he felt that if he closed his eyes, he would fall down.

The pain with pustules all over his body made him unable to sleep, and he kept awake in the pain all the time.

As for the last is the kind of duty and responsibility.

He had to wait for the support from Wangcheng, and drive away those so-called adventurers who might not have much vision and must stay overnight in this blackened town.

This is naturally a kind of torture for a young man. He is suffering and restless, and his spirit is actually on the verge of the limit.

So after temporarily healing his body and completely suppressing the power of the disease in his body, Hodder used magic to soothe his spirit and let him sleep for a while.

This sleep doesn't last long, but it's enough for him to relax.

"So, how?"

After putting a layer of cloak on the guard and setting up a layer of protective barrier, Huo De and his party walked towards Diffintel's government affairs hall.

"How else can it be?"

After hearing Hodder's question, Hela couldn't help curling her lips.

She hadn't felt much before, but after carefully checking the guard's condition, all she could feel was deep helplessness.

"That bad old man is as ruthless as ever. If you have to say it, everything here is much more serious than what you said in the northern sea."

"I can see that too."

How could Hodder not see it?

After all, he had spent some time in the northern seas.

Although in real terms, the time he stayed there was certainly not as long as Siegfried and Hilda, but he also knew something about that land.

There is no doubt that it is an area shrouded in the breath of death.

The bright sunshine is covered by dark clouds, the sea water exudes an ominous meaning, and people who die there may become undead anytime, anywhere.

Ghosts wander, and the dead run rampant.

However, it is not impossible to live there.

Because according to Hela's words, she didn't want to turn it into a dead zone that no one dared to approach from the beginning to the end.

Her idea is very simple, but to use her strength to provide her stupid brother with a safe haven to breathe as much as possible.

Although it was fierce there, it wasn't that there were no creatures living there.

But now, the land under Huo De's feet is different. The so-called plague scattered on this land is just a process and appearance.

The deeper content is more simple and crude power.

The divine power controlled by the gods and absolutely inaccessible to mortals, its essence is roughly the same as that of the northern sea.

However, it exists exclusively for 'death'.

Lead the people living in this land to death and torture them with disease.

"So is there any way to deal with it?"

"It's difficult to deal with, Hodder. You should know that the most essential difference between divine power and magic lies in 'natural' and 'unnatural'."

After hearing what Hela said, Hodder couldn't help but stop.

At this moment, his brows could not help but wrinkle tightly.

Of course he understood what Hela said.

Magic is nothing more than a 'process' carried out by mediocre people without power in order to exert their power. It can be traced back and has rules to follow.

Even, it is incompatible with nature, and wizards can detect the abnormality.

And as long as the source is found, it can be dispelled, because the so-called magic can never be separated from the original rune sequence.

But the divine power is different.

For gods or giants, it is a certain power, but for this world, it is a 'natural phenomenon' that exists.

Like the rootless fire set by the god of trickery on the peak of Xendal.

According to people's common sense, flames cannot appear out of thin air, let alone burn out of thin air.

But the flame above the peak of Xindal has been burning for decades, and the rootless wildfire is like a natural barrier to keep those timid mortals out.

"You should have a deep understanding of this, Hodder, although you forcibly stabilized your spirit with magic in Schindal's palace, it is completely different from these."

Following Hela's words, Huo De's expression became more and more gloomy.

"If you are affected by yourself, you can indeed use brutal magic to resist, but most mortals cannot afford this kind of 'violent healing'. This natural disaster affects not only their bodies, but also their bodies. That fragile soul."

"I know……"

"But the lucky old man shouldn't be so stupid. This kind of thing won't be too obvious no matter what."

"I know, what they like most is this kind of specious thing."

Hela didn't need to remind him at all, Huo De was very clear about the methods that the gods liked and were good at.

They are very concerned about their image in the mortal world.

This kind of image does not refer to positive cognition, but the kind of image cloaked in mystery.

To put it simply, the kind of image they create is that of a single arrow.

The gods may reward the warriors they value on a whim, but they must not show that they care too much about the human world.

Rewarding the good and punishing the evil must be the main tone of this world, and generally speaking, most of the natural disasters of this level will happen in the land of their 'dislike' and 'virtuous' monarchs.

But Siegfried is clearly not on this list.

Because the gods are all-knowing and omnipotent, how could they punish a wise monarch who they have only 'rewarded'?

And as long as the thinking in this area is clear, the purpose of those guys in the sky can probably be analyzed.

"They seem to be really anxious." Huo De said, "Seeing that we have not intended to worship the gods for a long time, so we want to prove our sense of existence."

"But I have to say that this trick just hit the most vulnerable place of mortals."

"Um……"

Hearing Dietrich's emotion, Huo De nodded slowly.

At this moment, they have already reached the government affairs hall.

Theoretically speaking, the government affairs hall of a town should be located in a relatively prosperous area.

Defentel is no exception.

And here, Huo De saw various shops, but in this dark land, that kind of prosperity has long disappeared.

Some are just eerie.

There was even a faint howling lingering.

It seemed to be the sound of a sick patient in pain.

And accompanied by such a sound, something seemed to come out of the corner step by step.

"Is it a survivor?"

"No, it's the dead."

Staring at the woman slowly moving out from the corner, Hela said.

"They are dead, but the body is still moving."

"Ghoul..." Hodder whispered.

"The transformation speed is really fast."

Hela shook her head, and she just glanced at the man beside her.

"It should be easy for you, right?"

Chapter 8: Closed Hall

Ghoul...

In the atrium world, this kind of thing is very common.

And its definition is also very simple, as long as the soul leaves the body, but the decayed body can still carry out simple activities that conform to the habits of life with its obsession and instinct, it is a ghoul.

This is a very common phenomenon in Midgard, especially in those ancient king's tombs that have long been untouched. It is said that there are dead ghosts in the depths of the tombs that have long been untouched.

There is even a tradition among the Kingdom of Denmark.

It is said that the great heroes and kings of the kingdom will enter the mausoleum to experience the trials of the king's ghouls and ghost army headed by the ancient Wartooth King.

Only those who pass the trials are eligible to become the brave men representing the kingdom.