Thrúd's brain was quite confused at this moment. Regarding the face under Hoder's helmet, she had actually thought about many situations - vicissitudes, old age, and white hair.
These are the most basic, because no matter what, he is at least 80 years old now. The reason she persuaded him to give up before was nothing more than his age. He can still play now, but it is like Seigmund, there will always be illnesses in his later years, and his physical strength will decline quickly.
However, the moment he took off the helmet, all cognition seemed to be overturned, and his appearance was still the same as she had seen. This is the face I saw 60 years ago.
he is mixed race...
In the end, Thrúd's brain finally got rid of the rigid shackles and began to rotate slowly, and she easily came to this conclusion through the face without any traces of time.
Although she doesn't know what kind of bloodline he has in his body, purebred human beings will never change in more than 60 years, because longevity is only available to 'creatures' born directly from Ymir Privileges, such as the Asa Protoss, the Vanir Protoss and giants, even if they are worse, there are elves and dwarves.
For a while, Thrúd couldn't determine Hoder's identity, but now she didn't want to think about it, because it wasn't important at all.
"Hoder, how are you feeling?"
The man didn't respond at all, he just stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and the cold sweat continued to ooze out. The helpless and confused expression of trying to endure made Thrúd feel complicated. Like something was hit.
"Hermod!" Seeing this, she couldn't help but raised her head and cast her eyes on the envoy standing on a high place.
Then, she saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life. The envoy who had always been tall, handsome and high-spirited also covered his head at this moment, and the wings on his body that were used to fly seemed to shrink at this moment. It was crumbling, as if it would fall down at any moment.
"Hermod?" After seeing his extremely weak appearance, Thrúd shouted again.
Of course, Thrúd didn't know what Hermod went through, and in fact, he didn't know what he went through, because he didn't know when he felt his head became dizzy.
Of course, this is actually nothing, after all, the Asa Protoss will also be exhausted, and even Odin does not sit on the supreme throne in the Silver Palace 24 hours a day, exhaustion is nothing at all, and Hermod. What made him feel overwhelmed was that he could clearly feel the divine power in his body draining away.
"Why..." He covered his head
And when the dizzy and blurred vision finally recovered, he just cast his eyes on the woman at the bottom of the stairs.
Thrúd...
"What did you do?" he asked subconsciously
But when this question was finally asked, Hermod himself felt a little inappropriate, because in the end, this kind of thing has nothing to do with Thrúd.
He could believe that the daughter of Thor, the Thunder Valkyrie named "Power", would directly swing her lightning hammer to hit her because of her displeasure, but she would definitely not use such a small trick!
So why exactly?
Then, Hermod shifted his gaze to the man whose helmet had been taken off. He was waving his arms desperately, looking quite painful, but the important thing was not these, but his face.
"What..." Like Thrúd, Hermod was also shocked after seeing his face that didn't look like an 80-year-old man at all.
Because his cognition has been distorted by Thrúd from the very beginning. In Thrúd's explanation, the soldier named Hoder is a human being, so he also takes it for granted that he is an ordinary human being. , but it now appears that this is not the case.
"Are you..."
After all, Hermod is an envoy of God. Although his wisdom is not as good as Odin who drank the wisdom mead, nor is he as thorough as the wise giant Mimir, but he has something extraordinary. Lourdes, his mind immediately thought of one possibility after another, and this possibility almost made him tremble.
"I actually... attacked the same race?"
Yes, there is only this possibility, and only this possibility can explain why the divine power in his body is like a reservoir that has opened the gate and keeps flowing away. With the condition of maliciously attacking and cursing compatriots', that's why it happened.
but why?
"Which god is the descendant?"
Do not...
When Hermod asked this question subconsciously, he denied himself again, because it is not that simple to become an 'Asir', it also requires a ceremony, a ceremony of entering the clan, this ceremony is' Blood Alliance', Asgard's protoss descendants will perform rituals after they are born and grow up, and this is considered to truly join the 'Asgar Protoss'.
That's why Odin was able to unscrupulously attack the Völsung family who were supposed to be his descendants, and directly smashed the Gram sword in Siegmund's hand.
So, who is this person in front of him?
No, it would be better to say, why did he defy the will of God the Father?
Then, he saw, just when Hermod himself was extremely puzzled, the warrior he had cursed finally came to his senses, he raised his head, a pair of cloudy but distinctive eyes Staring at the so-called fastest envoy, this kind of eyes can't help but make him panic.
That is an endless vortex, in which there is only darkness and eternal loneliness. If you step into it, even the gods will be desperate and crazy.
"Tsk..." Biting his tongue, Hermod woke himself up and began to think about other things.
For example, the curse he cast before...
According to his experience, at this time, that soldier should have started to transform into an 'animal' painfully, but that kind of thing didn't happen now.
Has the curse failed?
Before Hermod could think more, the soldier suddenly started running all the way, his metal boots stepping on the steps, making a series of desperate sounds that seemed to be able to hit the heart directly.
'bass'
The rune sword was unsheathed, the runes shone brightly, and the whole sword directly burned with the runes of flames.
"This is a gift in return! Asa!"
'clang'
The fiery rune blade directly collided with Hermod's long staff, and under this blow, Hermod, who was a god, was even shocked back two steps.
There is no doubt that this is an attack full of malicious intent, but as the Asa protoss, while Hermod's strength is rapidly declining, Hoder's strength does not seem to have faded.
"Why is this..."
Of course he won't see what Hoder is seeing at this moment, because at this moment, the game interface in his field of vision has completed the transformation, and the blood strip decoration of the original sword and shield logo was directly burned into a pitch black by the previous distortion. The dragon's head was desperate and distorted, with a big mouth just biting his name and blood.
[System Warning: You have been cursed]
[System prompt: You have obtained a new permanent status 'Evil Dragon Curse', click to view details]
[System prompt: You have unlocked the new interface decoration 'Desperate']
[System prompt: You have unlocked a new talent skill tree]