You and me under the world tree

Not even a reaction that a person with normal vision would have.

He didn't turn around subconsciously, he just bent down and vomited blood.

After seeing this scene, Huo De only felt that his still active brain had completely stopped thinking.

My body hurts.

Although I was so tired and numb from exhaustion, the pain still existed.

Obviously it was the God of Darkness who was pierced, but as a bystander, Huo De felt a lingering pain deep in his body.

At the same time, it was accompanied by lingering anger and doubts.

"why?"

Vaguely, his voice seemed to gradually overlap with the voice of the God of Darkness.

Weak, yet angry and doubtful.

However, he was powerless to fight back.

Bending down, God of War's hand reached the sharp spearhead.

Then, Odin's voice began to echo.

"The battle plan against Soult this time is divided into three steps on the surface. The first step is to use the news of the flame giant Grauer in Jotunheim to deceive Soult from Muspelheim to the Nifl Sea. M."

The one-eyed God King spoke slowly.

"The second step is to fight instead of killing him and find out his specific weaknesses. If he is lucky, he may be able to assassinate him."

However, this step obviously failed.

So the plan moved to the third phase.

"The third step is to use the ancient icy river and the original inexhaustible spring to give Surte body and life, and create the weakness of creatures."

Just like that, the king of gods let out a long sigh of relief.

No one knew whether he felt pathos or simply relieved.

"But that's just part of the plan."

Hearing this, the body of the God of Darkness couldn't help but tremble.

He clenched his teeth, and his body suddenly exerted strength.

'pooh'

Accompanied by a certain sound, he leaned forward, letting the Meteor Spear escape from his body.

Then, a large amount of blood gushed out.

Hot blood dripped onto the white snow, staining it red.

The wound running through the chest is even more clearly visible, it is a huge hole.

If this amount of bleeding was replaced by a human, he might have lost consciousness and completely collapsed.

However, Hoddle was still standing.

He turned around desperately, as if he wanted to face the king of gods.

No doubt, if his eyes had any color, they were full of anger.

If he still had the strength to speak, he would definitely reprimand and question him loudly.

But now he can't say anything.

Even, he is still a blind man.

Because he was blind and had no sight, he covered his eyes with a black cloth.

So no one can see his specific expression clearly.

And now, the only thing that can be used as evidence may be the corner of his mouth that is oozing blood.

He lost too much blood and just looked up desperately.

He is not watching, but listening.

"Hodell, apart from Sirte, you must also be eradicated."

Then, he got this answer.

But such an answer is clearly unsatisfactory.

"Why?"

Howard whispered.

And the God of Darkness began to cough loudly.

He obviously wanted to say something similar to Hodder's, but the feeling of blood welling up in his throat stopped him.

The stagnant feeling prevented him from making a clear sound.

"As the god of war, you are second to none, so you can only use this method."

Then Hoddle bowed his head.

He vomited blood and seemed to have vomited cleanly, which allowed him to breathe freely.

"It was you who raised me."

The Dark God whispered.

"It was you who told me those ideals and supported me, who was born with defects, to become the God of War of a family."

These seem to have become some kind of obsession, supporting the young god and preventing him from falling down like this.

"So, why?"

"Yeah, why?"

Without fully answering Hoddle's feeble question, the King of Gods just slowly raised his head.

There was no joy on his face, not even any relaxation.

Then, he let out a breath of foul air slowly.

"Probably, just for today, you will fall into this abyss with the perishing executor."

"Did I...do something wrong?"

Probably because of the pain, God of War couldn't help but hunched over.

However, looking at Hodr like this, Odin narrowed his eyes.

"There should be...ahem, there is a reason."

Perhaps because of panic, the God of Darkness has been holding on to the last straw until now.

It's kind of ironic to say it.

At least that's how Hodder himself sees it.

Obviously just a moment ago, he was still watching Hoddle talking about the Protoss proudly.

He may not think it is righteous or the right thing to do.

But he is a god, and he can't see. He feels that the gods have brought him warmth, so he will fight for this small ethnic group and family.

But now, the king who ruled the clan dealt him a fatal blow in the back.

"There must be a reason."

Right now, sanity seems to be faltering.

But it held up after all.

At this moment, Odin narrowed his eyes.

He seemed to be sighing and could not help revealing a little helplessness in his words:

"You are such a person. Until now, you have not made up your mind to truly hate others. However, only such a gentle person can bear the loneliness and cold darkness."

"..."

At this moment, Hoddle seemed to be unable to hear such whispers.

He just panted heavily, then took two steps back.

"You are just a prop for the Protoss."

Then, the moment such words spread, the God of Darkness seemed to be silent.

He raised his head, and there was a touch of helplessness and bewilderment on his pale face.

"You don't need to find reasons for other people. Anyway, no one has trusted you, and no one has loved you. The Protoss don't need 'darkness', that's all."

'Zizzi'

Then, something started to surge.

Something overflowed from the chest of the God of Darkness.

"Well……"

He subconsciously covered his chest, but a chilling black air began to rise from his mouth and eyes.

And when it touched the icy darkness, even the king of the gods had to retreat.

"It must be very desperate."

Howard said in a low voice.

He just covered his face, but looked at the god of war who was constantly spewing out dark and black matter through the gap between his fingers.

"Everything I want to protect and cherish is despising and despising myself."

Let alone what Odin said is true or false.

But in this extreme situation, the anger and despair in my heart will naturally break through my reason.

For the gods, this even means the unconscious runaway of divine power.

Just like thunder flashes when the god of thunder is angry, when the god of darkness is desperate, the dark divine power in his body suddenly seeps out from the wound.

"You never use the power you have, and that's the point."

Then, Odin threw the magic spear in his hand.

The powerless God of War was pierced by the spear blade again, and his body flew towards the flame giant who fell on the ground like a rag.

'boom'

Darkness and flames are intertwined.

It rises and burns rapidly as if it has been fueled.

But unfortunately, what burns is not the flame.

Because fire is fuel, and 'darkness' is what burns.

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The cover has been changed to a moving picture, I don't know if you are satisfied.

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This scene is difficult to describe in words.

But if you insist on using a description that can make people associate quickly, it is probably 'black flame',

It was originally just a kind of existence that is difficult to describe in words.

But when it touched the flame on Surte's body, it quickly completed the transformation as if imitating the shape of the flame.