Ansas steps into Wharton College.

Fenrir roared hoarsely.

"Has he left already? Yes, he should have been vaguely aware that we were chasing him. This is why he attacked Siro, because if he wanted to do something to this guy, this would be his last

Opportunity.

"Fortunately, he doesn't know we have you. Every time the sun rises, his connection with Odin becomes stronger. And he will gradually be exposed under your nose."

Fenrir shook his head.

"Let's go in and take a look. He can't escape."

One person and one wolf entered the school as if there was no one else around.

No one around them seemed to see them.

The two came to the classroom where Ha La was studying.

Fenrir got into the door familiarly, and the furry "wolf" jumped up and down in the room.

Ansas Hwendrenger leaned against the door, waiting for Fenrir to complete his investigation.

But after waiting for a long time, Fenrir didn't come out.

Hewen turned his head in confusion.

Fenrir was squatting on the ground at this time, looking at the girls in front of him with watery eyes.

A group of students surrounded this cute "puppy" and touched its head with surprise on their faces.

Fenrir also seemed to enjoy the touch of others, squinting his eyes and purring.

Hewen covered his face.

Then walked in the door.

Antotika turned her head and asked warily:

"Who are you?"

The man's tall figure gave her a sense of oppression, and he looked like an escaped criminal, cold, gloomy, and even a little crazy.

Hewen said:

"This child came with me."

Fenrir barked stupidly.

Hevin walked straight towards Fenrir, and the girls surrounding him all backed away from Hewen.

Unlike his complete self, his evil and arrogance are not concealed and restrained.

Hevin didn't care about the attitudes and thoughts of these mortals. Although he wouldn't do anything to enjoy the fear itself, he still enjoyed the eyes of others.

Of course, not only fear, but also mortal anger, sadness, despair, and the joy, joy, and love of friends can all make him enjoy it.

No, it has nothing to do with evil. In fact, it is just pure arrogance. Arrogantly thinking that one is above everything and not caring about everything, just like primitive chaos.

Even Heven himself had never experienced such a chaotic and disorderly period in his life, but he was different. Ansas abandoned the ability of self-control and introspection and allowed pure emotion to drive him.

But even like this, he still wants to hunt for Odin's eyes and ears.

Of course not for justice or to prevent disaster or anything like that.

He just wants to satisfy a certain emotion.

Roaring in his chest were emotions that he had almost forgotten now.

He picked up Fenrir and asked Antotika:

"Do you remember your previous teacher?"

Antotika nodded:

"Mr. Lamont? He just resigned yesterday, but..."

Hewen saw the girl's hesitation, and there was a hint of magic in her voice:

"But what?"

For some reason, Antotika suddenly wanted to confide in this man:

"But instead I feel relieved. Normally when I take his class, I always feel a little stressed for some reason."

A student next to her also said:

"Really! Actually, I feel this way too, but I always thought it was my problem..."

Heven rubbed the down on Fenrir's neck.

It discovered the smell of Odin here, but was unable to pursue it. However, it seemed that although Lamont was able to conceal himself from Fenrir's nose, he did not disguise his attitude.

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A condescending attitude.

Hevin could understand, after all, he suddenly gained great divine power, and there were no enemies around him who could equal him. He was almost above the environment he was in.

And when abilities do not match the environment, personality will collapse.

Weak people will easily doubt themselves and gradually become inferior and cowardly, while strong people will slowly find that no one can control them and will gradually become arrogant and cold-blooded.

Hevin understands this change because he has experienced it before.

The day when the flames raged in the Golden Palace.

Someone stabbed him through three hearts.

Deprived him of everything.

After that day, everything was different. He had to live carefully in this world. He, who was originally arrogant and powerful, was about to face a world he had never seen before. Hidden under the banquets and carnivals, between authority and power.

A world that shrinks before strength.

A world full of crises.

He came to reality.

As a result, he had undergone many changes. Fortunately, Ansas could not inherit that part of himself, but on the contrary, there was a feeling that he could never forget.

It was a pain that I couldn't forget even when I drank the spicy drink.

That kind of hatred that is engraved in my heart.

Gungnir pierced his entire heart.

The once lofty Hvendrenger fell down in front of the greatest god-king Odin.

He hates Odin.
Chapter completed!