You and me under the world tree

He even met the queen!

They may all have different places in terms of origin, not to mention Thor and his daughter Slude, and even ignore the so-called God Envoy Hermod,

Loki alone has nothing to do with the orthodox Aesir clan headed by Odin in terms of blood.

In terms of blood, he is closer to Jotunheim.

He is a true frost giant!

As for Tianhou, as far as Huo De knew, she was not purely from the Asa tribe.

The identity of Lokina's Asa protoss is due to the blood alliance ceremony with Odin. He is the first pure-blooded frost giant to stand beside Odin with a clear-cut banner.

As for Tianhou, the reason why she is also regarded as a member of the Asa Protoss is because she married the king of the gods.

But no matter what, apart from the identity of the Asa Protoss, they all have a common feature.

And even humans have this trait.

That is the rhythm of life.

This kind of indescribable feeling is that at first glance, you can be sure of their existence.

This is the case with Loki, the god of wildfire. He has a strong sense of presence the moment he appears.

And even though his head had been chopped off, Hodder could clearly feel his presence.

As for the God of Thunder and the God of Light, that's not to mention.

In that battle in Beihai, if he had dared to ignore either of them, the outcome would not have been like it is now.

defeat.

Even death.

His own hatred is nothing but empty talk.

But no matter what, even after so long, Hodder still remembered the faces of those people.

He clearly remembered the details of the battle, and even more so the feeling.

It's extremely mysterious, and it looks obviously a little strange.

But Hodder could hold his head up and say:

They are all real and can be tangibly felt.

Even the enemy is the same.

In contrast, the two goddesses appearing in front of his eyes now seemed a little strange.

Valdandy.

Scottie.

From the moment they appeared, they brought a faint sense of disobedience.

But now, even though they had appeared in front of his eyes, he still had such an illusory feeling.

And that inexplicable sense of emptiness further deepened the anxiety deep in his heart.

And the end result is this.

Hodder knew he should hold his breath and observe carefully.

But because he couldn't get any effective information for a long time, he finally confided this doubt.

"What kind of existence are you?"

What is destiny?

What is the so-called goddess of fate?

For Hodder, who has lost part of his memory, this is obviously the first meeting in his cognition.

Now, however, the doubts are growing and not cutting it at all.

And then it must be some sort of burden.

Because the more you think, the harder it is to move.

Hodder is not the type to look forward and backward, but he must not be ignorant of the matter in front of him.

Know and act.

This is called cooperation.

Know nothing and still act.

To put it bluntly, this is called trust, but if trust is completely abandoned, this is a so-called pawn.

And Hodder doesn't like being a so-called pawn.

At least, he should understand what kind of people they are.

Take control of the situation.

Either way, keep it under control.

Facing the gaze of the sage, Shikoti did not respond positively.

She first narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and then turned her head away.

If she was still looking at Hodder and the others squarely before, now she completely turned her gaze away.

"Uninteresting topic."

In the end, such a voice came.

It was still Shikoti who spoke.

Then, her figure gradually turned into a phantom.

Although it was only a blink of an eye, in the end, Huo De felt that he might have finally captured some traces.

However, no direction could be found.

Because Shikoti seemed to have dissipated, and only Verdante was there.

At this moment, she also put on a distressed posture.

"Actually, you asked such a question decades ago, but at that time, your attitude was even worse."

"Ok?"

But before Huo Dedo paid attention to anything, Verdante slowly shook her head.

"Countless people think that we are the spokesmen of destiny, but all we can do is describe destiny."

Then, the goddess couldn't help laughing.

"We are just passing on the results, so even killing us is useless."

This almost joking statement inevitably made Hodder feel strongly uncomfortable.

But he didn't say anything, just frowned slightly.

"So, what is fate?"

"You've asked that question before."

"But I don't remember now."

"Then you haven't thought about it, why don't you remember?"

"..."

Hodder then fell silent.

He understood Verdante's hint.

There must be a reason why there are omissions in my own memory.

And of course, forcing anything must be impossible.

Because this memory loss is too perfect, so the amnestic erasure must be carried out with his consent and knowledge.

Even, the person who cut off this part of the memory may be himself.

Maybe it's a necessary thing.

It is a fact that must never be fully exposed.

And once you know, maybe there will be some changes.

"I don't believe in the so-called fate."

Finally, after taking a long breath of relief, the sage whispered.

"I don't like fate either."

"uh-huh."

After hearing Huode's words, Verdante's expression didn't change much.

It was as if it had been expected by her.

"Your expression is much better than before."

She didn't deliberately judge Hodder's almost negative words, she just said so.

"You used to be really vicious, like a ghost."

Unknowingly, Hodder had uneasy thoughts.

Because some of Verdante's words made him feel uncomfortable.

He seemed to think he could catch something.

Restless inside.

But the mind went blank.

"Me in the past……"

Then he looked up.

However, what caught his eyes was a touch of blood.

I don't know when, the pure white clothes of Verdante were stained with blood.

There is a huge sword wound on the chest.

And this sudden scene made Hodder subconsciously take a step back.

"!"

"Hodder?"

The sound was like salvation to him.

When it sounded, Hodder couldn't help turning his head away.

What came into view was the slightly cold ram helmet, but the caring eyes under the helmet could not be faked.

"Dietrich."

"I'm here."

"Have you seen it before?"

"what?"

"Yes……"

He raised his head, but saw that the Goddess of Fate looked normal.

As if nothing had happened.

Verdante was still standing there.

So what did I suddenly see?

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