German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 131 The Story of Origin

"Why can we meet again? And this gesture is to confuse me."

Karl asked calmly, he believed that existence could hear his voice, and maybe he would teach him some martial arts secrets, peerless treasures and so on.

"It's two questions."

"Amy" showed a faint smile, and continued: "My posture is to communicate better with you, and this is your most ideal female appearance at present.

And my purpose is very simple, because you brought what I want, you should still have it, the one in the backpack is called... something called a diary. "

"journal?"

Carl was a little puzzled, and then suddenly remembered the notebook he had picked up earlier. He hadn't understood the text in it when he checked it.

"I'll give you the notes, can you let us leave safely?"

Carl took out the diary from his backpack, shouted and shook it in front of "Amy".

"Of course you can, and I will also point you to the right path so that you can successfully leave this land of fog. But please satisfy me."

"Amy" said with a wave of his hand, and the diary that was originally used as a bargaining chip flew directly into her hand. Carl was shocked by this strange ability.

Isn't it the world background of guns and magic?
"What do you mean by satisfaction?"

That guy didn't pay attention to Karl's question, just looked at the diary to himself, and Karl could only wait slowly.

After about 20 minutes, "Amy" finally closed her notebook, walked around the lake lightly, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Singing some incomprehensible songs, the style is extremely old, just like those "hymns" sung in the choir in childhood.

Just turning around a dozen times back and forth like that, Karl was patient with his own problems, this kind of existence didn't dare to shout loudly, he was really afraid that if the "immortal" slapped him casually, he would die suddenly on the spot.

"Amy" thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head to look at Carl. It was a pair of strange, it should be said magical eyes.

Karl was scratched all over by the look, as if those eyes could see through him and see through all the secrets.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Karl himself could only raise his gun very helplessly, even though he knew very well in his heart that there was no threat, but at least it could give Karl some courage.

The behavior of this "Amy" is very weird, like the kind of curious girl who doesn't care about the world, and her every move is incomprehensible.

"Your heart... is very sad, very very sad."

"Amy" said to himself, and began to float towards Carl. Carl's eyes widened in astonishment. He didn't know what this guy was going to do. He just wanted to pull the trigger and found that he couldn't move.

The sensation in the fingers is gone!There is no longer any control.

"Would you like to hear a story, a very long story."

"Amy" reached out and hugged Carl in his arms with a loving look.

Carl didn't want to be hugged just like that. This guy's body is real, but it feels cold like ice. Maybe the current appearance is just a cover-up.

"Do I still have the right to choose... If possible, I would like to refuse."

Carl, who was being hugged at this time, had lost all senses except his eyes and mouth. He couldn't even feel his own heartbeat leaning on "Amy", so he had to ask "Amy" in a humble tone.

"No, you don't have the right to choose."

"Amy" said with a smile, then let go of Carl, and returned to the lake, causing ripples like a dragonfly.

This kind of behavior is not cute in Carl's eyes, just like a child who can't figure out his character, but adding her strange power will only make people scared.

After turning around the lake again, "Amy" came to Carl again and began to tell a long story.

This is a story about this mountain range, about the entire Jotunheimen Mountains.

The wind is strong, carrying snowflakes blowing in the air,

On a desolate snow field, the baby who was supposed to be howling opened his eyes for the first time. He looked around very curiously, as if he was not afraid of the cold, but just watched quietly.

He slowly sat up from the snow, so he cried for the first time, but his hard crying didn't get any response, only the continuous blowing wind and snow.

I cried like this for a long time, and finally, I stopped crying in despair.

After instinctively asking for help to no avail, the baby actually stood up. He raised his hand, and the wind suddenly strengthened.Several young fir trees were easily broken, and the few birds and beasts in the air were blown to nowhere.

The baby turned his head and looked at a huge mountain. There was Jotunheimen, the highest peak in Scandinavia.

At this time, Mount Jotunheimen was filled with thick smoke, and the smoke was blown into the sky, to a higher position than Mount Jotunheimen.This "Gu Yan" led the baby to crawl over here.

It seemed to be some kind of call, and the baby crawled there slowly, towards the place of smoke and dust.

There is a huge deep pit under Mount Jotunheimen. This is a meteor crater. The surrounding soil has long been melted by high temperature. In the center of the pit, there is a huge "crystal" lying there quietly.

The baby crawled towards the "crystal", not ignoring the hot soil. When it touched the "crystal", countless lights flashed from the baby's body, and it slowly merged with the "crystal".

I don't know how long after that, it seems like many years.The crater has turned into a lake, and the entire Jotunheimen Mountains are also shrouded in thick white mist.

It seems that nothing happened here except for the white mist that lingers all year round.

It was so peaceful for a long time, and it was not broken until an army appeared.

Those were troops from the ancient Vikings, strictly speaking they were the last Viking troops.Their kingdom was shattered by the enemy, and now they have to come to this mountain to make a living.

But even after escaping into this mountain range, the enemy still pursued them relentlessly, and the successive battles made the army exhausted.At last they decided to rush in, and they all poured into the white mist of the Jotunheimen Mountains.

However, their choice was a huge mistake.

The Navia Mountains under the white mist are full of dangers. Almost all the beasts here have been mutated, and the huge bears and wild wolves have caused them constant casualties.

Their difficulties are far more than that. The climate here is unpredictable. It is the midsummer season, but there will be snowflakes suddenly, the sudden drop in temperature and everything in the whiteness, so that they can't tell the direction at all.

They had to move very close together. The white mist and heavy snow made them even a little farther away, and it would be the last time they met.

(End of this chapter)