Hervin knows how to transform vengeful spirits into wild hunts.

But this is likely to come at a huge cost.

It's not Anlai who pays the price, it's not the price that is paid now, it's not the price that is visible to the naked eye, it's not the price that the ritual needs.

Wild Hunt is Odin's minions.

Hervin was not a savior.

Odin possessed the wisdom of insight into the past and the future, and although he regarded it as a false "wisdom", Hewen had to admit that it was a terrifying ability for his enemies.

Although Hervin does not consider himself Odin's enemy, it is still very likely that Odin will target him at this moment, or simply prepare for his resurrection through Hewen.

He closed his eyes.

Distant past.

The Silver Hall of Asgard.

The King of the Gods sat on the Supreme Throne that allowed him to see every inch of the Nine Worlds, two massive giant wolves curled up beside his lap and snoring.

Frey stands in front of the king of the gods:

"My king, I ask you for ......"

Odin ignored him, but looked in some distant and unknowable direction.

His gaze traveled through everything, and he looked at someone who was destined to do so.

"What changed you? What made you so ......"

The former God-King of Warner continued:

“...... At that moment, I knew that she would be the only love of my life, and if I couldn't get her heart, I would rather lose everything.

"So I beg you to let me use the High Throne and let me find her abode......"

Odin retracted his gaze and looked at the master of the Land of Light:

"As long as I see you, the daughter of Kimir will fall hopelessly in love with you as you fell in love with her, but no matter what, once you fulfill your wish, you will lose the sword of victory, and even then, will you not give up?"

Frey was steadfast in his words:

"If I can get her, I am willing to lose everything. ”

Odin looked sideways at the future again, then smiled at the man he was looking at.

Right now.

Avalon of the underworld.

Hevendelunge looked at the beautiful boy in front of him.

He seemed to have a lot of options, grab Vivien, and leave here to find the location of Votigon on his own, but he could see it in Odin's eyes.

He had no choice.

When Odin created this environment, he had already destroyed all other possibilities, and this was the fate that Odin had woven for him, and he could choose whether to save Ann Lai or not, but he had to get answers from Vivien.

And Odin also knows very well what choice he will make.

He is the one who has overcome fate, and fate is just a simple logic game in front of Odin.

If you look at the scale of time, the self that Odin knows and the current self are actually two people who are completely different.

Hervin was curious to see what he would think of himself now.

If you were to think of it as a confrontation, then Hervin did lose to Odin, but it was a war that spanned time, and he has won again and again.

He is the one who is still alive, and he is still the victor in the biggest war.

But it's been a long time.

For a long time, he was the only soldier left in this war, who didn't know where he had just charged, and he couldn't see anything but the corpses and flags beside him.

He no longer knew what it meant to be in this war.

But at this moment, he returned to the days when he fought on the battlefield.

The war that belongs to him is back.

Herwin looked up at Vivien:

"Remove the magic. ”

The fairy in the lake wondered:

"You're going to sacrifice ......"

Hewen interrupted:

"Your magic is good, but only to a good extent, I once knew a man who was a god of magic compared to you. ”

Without saying a word, Vivien lifted the spell.

The vicious screams pierced the eardrums of the two in an instant, and the boy scratched frantically towards the air, the smell of rancid smell spread, flesh and bones began to melt, and black smoke drifted out from the scorch marks on his body.

The fair skin gradually turned into rotten and filthy rotten flesh, the beautiful face turned into ugly sunken skeletons, and the gentle eyes became bitter and insane.

Illusion is a deception in a way.

And using illusion to disguise magic as illusion, and defeat the other party with such a lie, then it is also a victory of illusion.

Hervin says:

"You have given him a flawed mind and soul through your illusion magic, so let me use illusion to give him wisdom that is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. ”

Hervin raised his hand.

Vivien saw Herwin raise her hand.

Herwin placed his hand on Anlai's chest.

Vivien saw a magical aura emerge from Hervin's hand.

Hervin spoke:

"I call upon you, Lord of the Wild Hunt, to grant the vengeful spirit of power, magic, honor, death, and wisdom before you. ”

Vivien watched as the magical aura in Hervin's hand jumped and changed in a way she could barely comprehend.

Hervin says:

"Let Him fight for you, kill for you, and win this war for you. ”

Odin sat on the High Throne and replied:

"I can't refuse your offer, Hevendelenga. ”