Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 465 119 Viking Fury (1)

Looking up at the sticky snowflakes falling on the horizon, Jerome recalled the day he first met the Viking village chief four years ago and boarded the ship with him to return to Scandinavia.

At that time, autumn was approaching, and snowflakes were also falling in the sky.

At that time, he was still a copywriter who just wanted to live a stable life.

Following Loki on the ship to Scandinavia, he had no idea what his future would look like.

And now

Just four years later, he has been transformed.

A terrifying army already stood behind him. Everyone's eyes were burning with surging fighting spirit.

"Two months ago, when our companions fled the city, they were as panicked as a lost dog!"

"Our lord was forced to take risks alone for the future of his people, and eventually fell into the hands of the enemy."

"But none of us ever gave up on him!"

"It's like he never gave up on us!"

Everyone who can follow Jerome into the palace has been favored by Loki. They either fought side by side with him in the Cold Water Village, or they were once transported into the Sunken City by Sartre.

Everyone who drank the rotten potion relied on the "Water of God" to complete the marrow cleansing, and then personally entered Asgard to complete a once-in-a-lifetime hunt in the divine realm.

Jerome was right, he truly changed everyone's lives and saved them from disaster after disaster.

Now, it was finally his vassal's turn to save him.

"The illusion of the royal palace has been completely shattered. The Duke and the old lizard are somewhere in the corner of this mountain!"

"Everyone, follow me and search every piece of land carefully for me!"

"Kill everyone who tries to stand in our way"

"Whether he is dead or alive, today we will bring Duke Loki home!"

Jerome raised his arms and shouted, and everyone followed behind him.

At this time, the original spiritual energy contained in the crystal skull has baptized the entire mountain from bottom to top. When the spiritual energy dissipates, illusions, spells, and powers all lose their effectiveness. The Vikings who rush into the palace can only use their most primitive strength to fight.

But this is not difficult for them.

Alfred took the lead in charging, followed by Jerome holding a silver sword. Everyone used the most primitive fighting method of the Vikings, arranged in a wedge-shaped impact formation, and rushed towards the top of the mountain in a swarm.

It has been nearly two months since Loki was arrested in Paris. The Vikings had to hurry up because they didn't know if Loki could withstand the two months of torture.

Rushing onto the first platform, dozens of royal members dressed in fine clothes but with stupid expressions stood among them. Alfred had already taught everyone that these unintelligent humans were all soul boxes made by lizard people.

Puff puff!

The big ax broke through the flesh and embedded itself in the bones, making a dull and slightly crisp sound. It was the sound of bones breaking in flesh and blood. The soul box has no intelligence and knows no resistance.

One minute later, more than thirty corpses were left behind by everyone. The huge and slow "Walker" Rolf even raised his feet and crushed everyone's skulls into pulp before finally leaving with heavy steps.

Continuing up the mountain, the second level of stairs appears in front of everyone.

When they arrived at this level, they knew that Mutu was indeed alone at this time.

When all the monsters under his command died in Stonehelm Fortress, he found the deep divers of the "Cult of Dagon". This group of alien gods and the monsters under their control wanted to ambush Alfred, but they all died on the land of the Kingdom of Mercia.

When he was in dire straits, he did not hesitate to contact the Vulcan Cult to seek help.

But the "Insect Master" and his "Campfire Insect Swarm" also died in the palace.

All the soul boxes have been delivered, and now Mutu has begun to give away his precious lizard man researchers.

This group of maesters may be his last followers at this time.

If they weren't really out of ammunition and food, Mutu would definitely not push them out to die.

Jerome once met Salivan, the lizard man captured by Loki in Asgard.

In terms of mental knowledge, a lizardman with intelligence and a lifespan of thousands of years is superior to any human maester.

If possible, Mutu would not quit any lizard man scholar to act as cannon fodder to delay him. That he is willing to pay the price of growing up like this can probably explain two things.

1. Mutu hasn’t left yet.

2. His soul-searching technique has probably progressed to the most critical moment.

"These guys are thick-skinned and cannot be killed in a short period of time. We, the Wing Guards, will deal with them. You two continue to move towards the top of the mountain!"

"We must not let that old guy run away with the Duke!"

What Katya said was also Jerome's worry. Both the city walls inside and outside Paris have been broken down. Mutu in the illusion should know this situation.

As long as he is not a fool, he must have made plans to retreat.

When the Winged Guards, all composed of women, fought with the Lizardmen, they discovered the difficulty of this strange group. The Wing Guards are not old rice dumplings like Nefertiti who have lived for thousands of years. They don't understand the weakness of the lizard's human scales.

When wielding weapons to chop at random, it is not difficult to find that the scales on their bodies can perfectly resist the attack of any weapon.

"Sisters, these guys are a group of hard-core tortoises who can withstand cutting! Don't use weapons to deal with them, use the lasso in our hands!"

"Do you still remember how he killed these beasts at the Duke's wedding? He inserted iron pliers into his mouth and then threw them into the stove to burn."

"As long as we control them and go back, we have some means to interrogate them slowly."

The Wing Guards and the Lizardmen fought together. The old Lizard tried to jump off the high platform, but thousands of Vikings were already swarming over the mountain road with weapons raised high.

They have no way to escape.

Jerome and Alfred did not stay to fight. As one of the few chosen ones with the ability to fly, the two of them continued to rush towards the top of the mountain.

They didn't see any living people on the third step.

??I received some bad news today. My editor said that this book can be cut.

?It’s going against the grain to go solo anymore.

?I'll think about it again.

?Anyway, let’s write the end of this chapter first.

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