You and me under the world tree

And Sigrun wasn't stupid.

Even though she herself is not sensitive to this aspect, she can learn something more or less during the time spent with Helgi.

So, after looking around, she clenched the spear in her hand.

She closed her eyes, as if thinking.

And finally, she opened her eyes again.

There is no way to escape, let alone avoid.

Perhaps, there is only one method left.

She stared at the sage directly below, at the radiance of the holy sword shining in his hand.

"Let's fight, there is only one way now, no matter life or death, we can get out of trouble."

Then, she slowly raised the spear in her hand, and then charged.

For them, this is also a choice in desperation.

That's the only option, at least in Sigrun's opinion.

So, is there any chance of winning?

Can you see the dawn of victory?

No.

Can't see anything.

She had really confirmed this when Sigrun charged head-on in front of the sage.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements at all, but slowly raised the legendary holy sword of divine wrath, and then slashed down.

'Kara'

Accompanied by the crisp sound, Sigrun only felt the lingering heaviness in his hands.

The spear was cut off?

No, it should have been completely smashed.

It only slightly touched the blazing rage light, but it was completely shattered.

Then came the armor, and finally the flesh.

'pooh'

There was a crisp cutting sound, and in front of everyone, the Valkyrie Sigrun died.

A deep wound appeared on her chest, and she rolled several times on the ground.

"You look terrified."

Although he didn't raise his head, the sage made such a voice.

The blood was evaporated by the blazing light, and he just slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"To be honest, I don't quite understand why you are so afraid?"

He tilted his head slightly.

"Speaking of which, aren't you Valkyries theoretically immortal? Don't you claim to share eternal life with the gods and be superior to others? So why are you afraid?"

He slowly raised the edge of the sword, and the light on the edge of the sword became more and more intense.

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Then, he smiled down.

"Ah, so that's how it is. Although you claim to be a mortal, you still can't get rid of this kind of concept and cognition that comes from the mortal world."

He shook his head, that kind of appearance didn't mean anything funny, but it made people feel cold all over.

"Eager to become a superior person, and after a little bit of sweetness, turn your head and despise the bottom-level people in your eyes."

he opened his mouth to speak.

"It's ridiculous to rush to draw a line and take it as a shame just because I used to be a part of it."

Then, he looked up again, that gaze seemed to make people instinctively fear.

"Do you know how to deal with people like you? Humans also have such a set of punishment methods inside. We usually deprive everything outside and return it to its original form."

He raised his hand slowly.

"It's like this."

Spread out your palms, as if a magical glow flickered.

Accompanied by the flashing sequence of runes, the Valkyries were suddenly dragged to the extremely dirty and blood-soaked land in their eyes.

'boom'

Their bodies seemed to have been subjected to tremendous gravity, and they couldn't get up at all.

despair……

"I still can't figure out what you are afraid of."

Muttering such words, Hodder walked up to a Valkyrie, and then raised his leg and trampled on her calf.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Pain? Death? Tell me, how can I know if you don't tell me? What are you afraid of if you won't die?"

For a moment, the scene appeared extremely distorted, even a little blurry.

Chapter 84: Instinctively Resisting Cruelty

distortion.

Vague.

This is not some kind of adjective, but a fact.

When the sage in armor and cloak began to trample and torture the Valkyries who could not move freely, the memory scene was distorted and blurred to varying degrees.

If Hodder hadn't known that this was the woman's memory image, he would have wondered if he had fallen into some kind of hallucination and fell into the illusion of heaven and earth falling apart.

But in fact, this is just an almost instinctive negation produced by Theotis himself as the subject.

Her subjective sense of negation is too strong, so even this aspect of her memory is in an unstable state.

After all, that's what memory is.

Without doing it deliberately, it is impossible for human beings to rely on their own senses to record what they see and hear fairly and justly like a cold camera.

The so-called memories must be subjective, and this kind of emotion will not be erased.

Usually, for a third-party memory snooper like Hodder, the subjective emotions and attitudes of the parties will not cause any major hindrance.

Because a woman like Theotis can't do anything to her memory.

However, if my emotions and cognition are too strong, then some unclear problems will appear.

Just like what Hodder sees now.

Perhaps because the scene was too bloody and cruel, she instinctively had the idea of ​​rejection.

Anxiety and fear emanated from the bottom of her heart, which made her subconsciously deny them.

And no matter what, I don't want to think about it.

Even though the outline is there, the specific situation is still vague.

At this time, Huode suddenly had an indescribable complex emotion in his heart.

Because he didn't know what attitude he should express.

For a man like him, there shouldn't be any problems with this vital memory picture.

But what is this now?

Perhaps there is some important secret hidden behind this distorted picture like a mosaic?

Well, actually, even Hodder himself wouldn't believe this.

From another point of view, he himself actually doesn't like such bloody and violent scenes.

It's not that there will be any rejection of this.

In the final analysis, it was because the person who was doing it was himself.

And until now, Huo De has such a subtle self-questioning in his heart.

Speaking of which, is he such a cruel person?

Perhaps it is because until now, he has not been able to give up the moral and ethical views that have gradually become blurred.

Based on this, there is that kind of discomfort in his heart that seems to be easily erased, but lingers.

But when he upholds this slightly vague ethics and morality, there is also that kind of hatred and anger in his heart.

Even if it's been a long time now.

Perhaps because of this, even though the picture became distorted and even blurred, he could still recognize the deeds of the sage in his memory.

He tossed and turned, avoiding the weapons stabbed by those women.

Spears, swords and even wielding shields.

None of this touched him.

On the contrary, he can achieve his desired goal every time he takes a shot.

Shattered the weapons in their hands, and tore apart their armor far beyond mortal craftsmanship.

He even trampled on their legs, tore off their arms, and finally tore apart the proud wings of these women,

Although the holy sword of wrath still exudes fiery brilliance, it is more of a status symbol.

Sages rarely use the legendary holy sword.

But even so, no one can deny his victory.

Because the Valkyrie couldn't defeat him.

Even though they did not fight alone, but in groups, they were defeated in the end.

All that is left is the wailing lingering in this closed magic barrier.

That cry of pain.

He didn't kill them directly, but brought them physical pain with the simplest and crudest means.

And this icy sense of pain and life passing by becomes a catalyst for panic.

This kind of panic and pain combined and stimulated each other, and finally overwhelmed their reason.

"kill me!"

"Kill me!"

What began as a cry of pain gradually turned into despair.

But facing such a scene, the sage has no mercy.

"On the battlefield, not everyone can welcome their own death happily."

The sage in memory spoke slowly.

"Because there is no time, if there is no medical treatment, many soldiers who have lost their mobility can only endure the pain, feeling the loneliness where their bodies are gradually becoming cold and their consciousness is becoming more and more blurred."

He spoke slowly.

Accompanied by such a voice, the slightly distorted blurred figure gradually became clearer.

After a scuffle that had to be branded with artificial mosaics, there were not many people left in the original Valkyrie group.

There were only a few sporadic women left in the huge formation.

They were intact and looked like they hadn't been involved in the melee from the start.

However, this is because they have lost the will to fight.