Chapter 63: Where will Gods go after death?？

Hermod is Asgard's envoy, he communicates with the Protoss as a messenger, using his speed that can be called the No. 1 Communicate with every god, and even often work together with the Valkyries to select and select the heroes of the dead.

And he also has another name: War Messenger, because most of Midgard's wars are related to him. If the "war" duty of God of Justice Tyr and Thor of Thor is only to let the warriors muster their courage to fight If there is a war, then he is provoking war in the true sense.

And this responsibility is what he inherited from his father god, that is, Odin...

However, it was not the identity of the war messenger that made Hermod really feel flustered, but another duty that Hoder said:

"You're still the keeper of Gungnir, right?"

Yes, Odin, the king of the gods, never keeps his own weapons. His eight-legged steed, Sleipnir, and the shooting star gun, Gungnir, have always been kept in the hands of Hermod. Only when he really needs them, or Only when Hermod had to leave Asgard would he return the two creations that belonged to Odin to the King of the Gods.

So for a while, he couldn't refute at all, and a touch of panic appeared on his face at first, and then he was sluggish.

Because he knew what Hoder was going to say next, because it was impossible for him as the custodian of the spear not to know...

"You said before that you pleaded for me, saying that you only need to save me, so I don't know, have you ever pleaded for Siegmund and the others if you are so sympathetic?"

Even, it's not just Siegmund...

"Sinfjötli, I heard that Odin personally picked him up, so have you considered overturning the glass of poisoned wine with divine revelation?" Hoder said, staring at the man with the identity of a god.

"Maybe we can go back a little further—when Signý was in the flames, why didn't anyone save her!"

He half-closed his eyes, and one scene after another flashed in his mind that was not too far away for him:

Sinfjötli's tombstone and funeral, Signý looking back and smiling in the sea of ​​fire, Siegmund's entrustment before his death, and finally, his memory suddenly turned to a simple tomb.

Helgi Volsung

"Are you my teacher? My father said you are very talented!"

"Teacher! Please teach me martial arts!"

"Teacher! Please teach me magic!"

"Teacher! I want to be a hero!"

"Teacher, I made a mistake, and I won't do it again next time, so don't dress me as a maid! It's so embarrassing!"

"Teacher, I am not afraid of war."

"Teacher, I think what you said is right. It is indeed not a good time to start a war, but that is the opinion of the people."

"Teacher, war is really cruel. Killing is never an honor. The feeling of life passing by is so heavy."

"Teacher, I have someone I like."

"Teacher, Sigrun is really a good girl, I don't want to let her down, and I want you to change your mind."

"Teacher, I'm getting married, please bless us."

In the end, his memory was frozen in a scene task. It was in the former palace, on a gorgeous big bed, a pale and bloodless young man held his hand tightly.

As a player, he couldn't do anything. He couldn't do anything in this scene task. The recovery potion was useless, and the herbal medicine was useless. His chest was opened like a big hole that could never be blocked.

He is extremely heroic and his eyes are extremely sharp, but at the same time, immaturity has never faded from his face...

What do you think a teenage hero who was truly recognized by the gods of Asgard and later known as the leader of Enheria could say before his death?

glory? Berate your opponent for being despicable?

Hoder will tell you that it is nothing, it is just the helplessness of a young man, when all the brilliance fades away, he is still the 17-year-old boy.

In the dim candlelight, he didn't call his brother, his father, or even his wife, but grabbed Hoder's arm with both hands—just like he liked to do when he was a child.

His eyes were blurred and his eyes were full of tears...

"Teacher, I'm so cold..."

"Teacher, I don't want to go..."

"Mortal... In the eyes of your gods, mortals are nothing but lackeys and toys."

'Snapped'

Just like that, at the moment when they were face to face, Hoder suddenly stretched out two hands, one up and one down, directly clasped Hermod's head.

Even if the envoy is wearing a sturdy helmet now, he can't help but feel a sense of crisis. Now he can't tell whether it is the weight of the god's iron helmet or the strength given by Hoder. The only thing he can be sure of is that his head indeed was imprisoned.

"Helgi is now in Valhalla! Commanding the heroes in the Hall of Valor! He is the powerful commander of the gods! He enjoys great glory! Aren't you also a glorious warrior (Hoder)!"

"Glorious souls will be taken to Asgard, and cowards will fall into Helheim. I am a little curious about where your seemingly eternal gods will fall." He whispered like this

"Hoder!! Hermod!!"

Originally, Thrúd was still immersed in his thoughts that had become a mess of fluff, but when he noticed that something was wrong, especially after the soldier clasped his hands on Hermod's head, She felt that things were moving in an uncontrollable direction.

So she didn't hesitate immediately, and leaped directly towards the steps.

"stop it now!!"

Her voice was so loud that almost everyone could hear it, including Hermod, of course, so at the beginning, the envoy couldn't help but feel ecstatic, but then he noticed something was wrong, because he didn't know when it would start , Thrúd's originally loud and melodious voice gradually became distorted.

She was very close, but seemed far away, as if time had been stopped, which made him a little panicked.

What the hell is going on?

Afterwards, he stared at Hoder's eyes—the eyes that were unnoticed at the beginning, now looked like a chaotic darkness, and in the deepest part, he saw a vortex.

It was a pitch-black vortex, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. In that vortex, he saw himself.

"Great job warriors! Fight for honor! Those who die in battle will have the right to enter Valhalla!"

This is himself who is extremely fanatical about war, just like an enthusiastic audience in the arena.

"In the name of the king of the gods! The sinner Fafnir killed his kin! The order of Midgard has been seriously disturbed!"

This self who read the order of the king of the gods for Odin, although he was not the one who cast the curse in the end, it was indeed the order he read.

"Compared to killing this warrior, there is actually a way to kill two birds with one stone. Do you still remember Fafnir?"

This is himself pleading with Odin and offering to curse instead of killing!

In the end, the scene was fixed at the last scene, which was a dialogue between him and the last warrior of Hundings: Dag in a dark night in Midgard.