In fact, as early as inexplicably seeing the experiences he had experienced in the past or even just experienced, he felt something was wrong. Now he can't do anything, can't move anything, he can only stare at the dark vortex, and In that vortex, he finally saw something he had done.
It was more than 20 years ago when I had a conversation with the last warrior of the Hundings clan: Dag, the son of King Högne.
"In this way, Helgi will be able to enter Valhalla as Father God wishes."
"Um..."
"However, is this really worth it? You prayed to Father God for revenge, but you violated your oath of 'no revenge'. In this way, you will not be able to enter Valhalla to reunite with your father and brother who died in battle. "
"After all, you are a high god who enjoys eternal life, so you don't understand."
"Don't understand what?"
"War is not glory, and death is not glory."
Holding the spear made from the branch of the World Tree in his hand, the warrior who seemed to have suddenly realized it just spoke like this.
On his face, there is no smile and pleasure like revenge, but only despair.
"If war is a glory, then why is there still sorrow in the world? If death in battle is an honor, why are relatives still suffering? Why is hatred pervasive?" He stroked his heart, "For a year, I thought I I can let go of this matter, so I promise easily, but during the year, I only feel the pain in my heart, and the pain is getting deeper and deeper."
"Hermod, the son of the god-king, the messenger of the gods, let me ask you, is this pain deliberately inflicted by the gods?"
Hermod couldn't answer this question, and he knew he couldn't answer it, but Dag didn't care after all, he was just a dying person.
"If the hatred and pain were not deliberately inflicted by the gods, then it was caused by war. Therefore, war is not honor. If war is glory, then the pain is deliberately caused by the gods. We are all lackeys of the gods."
"You are all brave fighters."
"Okay, don't prevaricate me with this, we are just poor people, after all, mortals are nothing in the eyes of gods." Finally, he turned and left, "Helgi is a hero, but I am nothing, Otherwise, I wouldn't need to borrow a gun."
...
what is this?
In the end, Hermod's consciousness finally fully returned to his body. His skin could feel the heat generated by the surrounding flames, and he could hear the whistling sound of thunder in his ears. He could even hear Thrúd's shout.
"Hodder!! Hermod!!"
As if time started to turn again, he began to struggle desperately.
"You can't kill me! You will be punished by the oath if you kill your compatriots! You will lose your divine power! You will become a useless person from now on."
However, the person in front of him didn't listen, his hands were still strong, and even Hermod could feel that he had begun to exert strength.
"You can't kill me! The brave will be reborn in Valhalla!"
"Noisy."
'click'
Execution with bare hands...
[Mission Objective: Escape from Hunting (1/1)]
Accompanied by Hodder's movements, everything returned to tranquility. It was only for such a short time. When Thrúd flew directly up the steps with his own wings, what she saw was the already limp corpse.
Hermod fell limply like this, and the flying wing helmet he was wearing fell off, revealing the handsome but lifeless face, panic and impatience still remained on his face, but that should have been The bright eyes lost their luster.
"Hermod..." After seeing this scene, Thrúd couldn't help but feel a little dazed. She stopped her progress and then took two steps slowly.
It wasn't until two or three seconds later that she was sure that it was true, Hermod's neck was broken, and after confirming this, she first set her sights on the Valkyrie beside her. The expressions were different, and most of them showed panic and anxiety. Only Sigrun, the leader, lowered his head and did not meet Thrúd's eyes.
But Thrúd didn't care about these mortal Valkyries, her gaze stayed on Sigrun for a moment at most, and then moved to the frontier soldier beside her.
Hodder... honorable warrior...
At this moment, he just glanced at Thrúd, and didn't pay much attention to it. He just squatted down like he did before.
He put his hands on Hermod's shoulders, and stared at the dead Hermod, as if he wanted to remember his face firmly.
In Thrúd's memory, this kind of behavior has almost become a hallmark of him. He will do it in every life-and-death fight, every narrow-death war, after everything is over.
At this time, he seemed to be alone, he didn't care about the surrounding environment, this kind of concentration was not even possessed by the best fighters in the Protoss.
Thrúd didn't bother him, just stared at him like this. During this time, no one moved, and the surrounding Valkyrie became the background board. They neither entered nor retreated, living in the realm of the gods The Supreme Leader of the world was right in front of them, and even she and Sigrun, the leader of the Valkyries of the Netherlands, remained silent, let alone them.
But this situation didn't last long, because soon, a rainbow of light shone in the sky, and that light shone directly on Hermod's body, his body, armor, and the helmet that fell before All gradually turned into light spots and disappeared.
Speaking of which, this situation seems to be a bit similar to the Valkyrie, but the Valkyrie is bound to Valhalla after all. If they are killed, they will return to the Hall of Valor to wait for their rebirth, commonly known as waiting for reading, in the world view of the game , This is called signing a contract with 'Valhalla', each of them has their own statue somewhere in the huge Hall of Valor.
So what happens to the gods when they die?
Thinking of this, Hodder directly clicked on the only item in the drop list [God Envoy's Staff] and put it in his inventory.
Perhaps it was because the previous rainbow light used to recover Hermod's body was so eye-catching that no one, including Hodder, noticed it. The staff just disappeared.
"So, what do you want to say?"
It is very rare that when all the Valkyries looked at him, he took the initiative to open the topic, but no one responded to his seemingly 'kind' behavior, because no one was stupid enough to respond to what he just said. The person who has just completed the act of killing the gods.
Even now, most of them are still immersed in the moment when Hermod's head was twisted away.
"If not, then I'll go first."
"Hod..."
"Ok?"
Before the burning palace, the two just looked at each other like this. Thrúd obviously had a lot to say, but in the end, she still shook her head.
"Your helmet." She handed out the frontier helmet in her hand, and seeing this, Hodder himself was a little dazed.
"thanks..."
"Also... Be careful, it won't be that simple in the future."
Then, the Valkyrie who controlled thunder and storms fluttered her wings and flew into the sky. She flew directly to the northernmost direction, as if she was about to do something.
After watching her go away, Hodder himself sighed, he casually glanced at the burning palace, and then turned his gaze to Sigrun
"Sigrún."
"What's the matter?" Probably because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice sounded a little dry, but Hodder didn't care.
"When the idiot Legni wakes up, you tell him, he's gone."
The warrior went away, his figure was slightly distorted in the scorching air, even a little dark, but in it, all Sigrún felt was endless loneliness.
[Mission Objective: Leave Völsung King City from the city gate (0/1)]