The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 641 The Limits of the Human Body

"Hey, are you monsters so rude?"

They also noticed the vision in the direction of the Temple of Nine Heavens, but the five little ghosts in the Taiji Temple are now even more surprised by Varyag's "resurrection from death".

"Immortal body? So you are not a mortal?"

Even though he had never been in contact with a foreign god, this did not prevent Zhong Rengui from understanding what happened to Varyag.

After all, the five ghosts themselves are half-human, half-ghost gods, and they can clearly perceive that distant, ancient, but somewhat desolate divinity.

"I don't know if I'm a 'mortal' now..."

"But in my ethnic group, existences like me are called 'berserkers'."

With the fall of Varyag's words, the excitement at the corner of his mouth gradually turned into ferocity, like a giant bear that just woke up from hibernation, and is always ready to fight the invaders.

"Berserker?"

Completely unable to understand this "translated word" from Northern Europe, Zhong Rengui only knew that the warrior from a foreign land in front of him had a rage that was not inferior to his own.

tom!
And the development of the next thing was not as expected by Zhong Rengui. Almost the moment Varyag got up, he had already pounced on him like a tiger.

"court death!"

With a sudden shout, Zhong Rengui met Varyag's charge head-on without showing any weakness, and the mud bricks and tiles under his feet were also cracked.

click...

I don't know if it's the sound of bones breaking, or the sound of the bluestone road cracking...

In short, when Zhong Rengui slowly withdrew his palm, half of Varyag's head had been crushed by him, turning into broken bones that could no longer be put together again.

Looking from a distance, dripping blood mixed with brains splashed out, and the body that lost half of its head fell to the ground, adding a bit of weirdness and horror to the Daming Palace that was about to fall into the night.

"I'm going to die this time, right?"

Just when Zhong Rengui thought it was over, the corpse that had already fallen got up again.

Not only that, under the amazed gaze of the five ghosts, Varyag's shattered half of his head quickly healed itself and returned to its original appearance.

"Dead? I don't even know how I should die!"

Like a ghost crawling out of hell, the blood-stained Varyag smiled ferociously and excitedly—he was happy that he had met a strong enemy.

This is Varyag's instinct as a Nordic berserker.

The Vikings were never afraid of battle, and even craved the glory of dying in battle.

It's a pity that Varyag, who has the "immortality", has been deprived of this glory, so he can only choose to follow Odin's will to witness the birth of a greater "legend".

If he could die during this process, he might regain the qualification to go to the "Hall of Heroes".

"Freak..."

Noticing Varyag's fighting spirit of ignoring death, Zhong Rengui felt for the first time that he might have encountered a troublesome "mortal".

And this is indeed the case. In the Nordic context, berserkers specifically refer to those strongest fighters who have defeated a giant bear and are qualified to fight in bear skin.

Without exception, they are all beings favored by the gods. They are proficient in various weapons and fighting methods, and possess the terrifying combat power to fight against giant bears with bare hands.

"Freak?"

"Actually, in my opinion, you so-called 'monsters' are the real monsters."

Unknowingly, a thick touch of blood quickly flooded into Varyag's eyes, and his whole body's muscles instantly stretched open the specially-made servant armor.

People are born with limitations, which is a restriction on human body functions by the genes that have evolved to protect their own continuation.

For example, a muscle can only develop at 30.00% of its strength.

For example, the ear cannot hear sounds that exceed or fall below the limit.

For example, it is impossible for the nose to distinguish every scent in the air.

For example, it is impossible for the skin to be so sensitive that even the friction of clothes will feel painful.

This is a way for the human body to protect itself, and it also involves the degree to which creatures use their physical strength.

To put it in a scientific way, in fact, the power of every creature of the same type is not much different.

But if a creature can use all the strength of its muscles, it will instantly burst out with strength that is difficult for its kind to match.

But in fact, the vast majority of creatures in this world can't reach the level that can be called "abnormal".

Because that is too much of a burden on itself, and it has already involved the "self-protection mechanism" of living things.

Take a normal person as an example, there are hundreds of muscle groups on his body that can "work", but in fact only 20.00% of these muscle groups are really "working" at the same time.

The remaining 80.00% are asleep in a "not working" posture.

This is the "self-protection mechanism" of organisms - organisms do not need so many muscles to "work" at the same time, which is not only wasteful, but also easily damages other biological tissues.

After all, the function of muscles is not only to provide strength, but also to protect various biological organs and bones.

However, even those muscle groups commonly used by normal humans are difficult to achieve perfect control unless specially trained fighters.

Not to mention letting these muscles exert force in one direction at the same time-this has violated the most basic structure and skeleton principles of organisms.

To sum up, the strength displayed by a biological individual under normal circumstances is even less than ten percent of its total strength.

But all of the above are based on "normality". Since there are "normal people" in this world, there are naturally "abnormal people".

Apparently, Varyag, known as the "Berserker", is that kind of abnormal person.

"what!!!"

Roaring with all his might, Varyag seemed to hear something snapping off the sound.

At this moment, the originally icy air instantly scorched to an unbearable level.

However, unlike the pain shown by Varyag, the ferocious smile on his face became more and more uncontrollable, full of belligerence and excitement.

"Oriental monsters! Come and try the power of the Nordic berserkers!"

Varyag's heart was beating like a drum, almost beating out of his chest, and Zhong Rengui could even clearly hear the beat that was close at hand.

bang bang bang...

In an instant, Varyag, like a berserk giant bear, burst out at a speed that didn't match his own size, and rushed towards Zhong Rengui again.

But this time, Zhong Rengui didn't dare to slap the opponent contemptuously like before, but unexpectedly chose to avoid it.

boom!
However, how could Varyag, who has rich combat experience, easily let the opponent go?
With just a simple sliding shovel, Varyag twisted his legs and pulled Zhong Rengui into his best ground fighting technique.

On the territory of Northern Europe back then, Varyag, who also lost his weapon, strangled a giant bear alive with this most primitive technique, and received the blessing of Odin.

As for the stunned four ghosts next to him?
They had been completely forgotten by Varyag, who had fallen into a frenzy.

Fight, fight, keep fighting...

In the eyes of onlookers, today's Varyag looks more like a ghost than Zhong Rengui.

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(End of this chapter)