Chapter 255 Storm
Northeast of Albion is the Norse Peninsula. The suspended pyramid rides the wind and waves in the Norse Sea. The confluence of the Chaos Sea and the Claw Sea makes this sea extremely dangerous, but for the ancient saints' creations, no matter how big the storm is, it is nothing.
More and more deformed monsters appeared in the sea, and from time to time, Norse longships and Dark Elf plundering ships sailed past the floating pyramid in the distance.
Plunderers plunder each other in the polar regions, and only the most powerful pirates return to their equally harsh homelands with shiploads of loot.
The Bjölln Strait is far less dangerous than the Chaos Sea further north. The sirens with human bodies and snake tails underwater cannot even break through the hull of the hover engine.
But the slender sea dragons and fat sea dragon beasts are the "moving reefs" that must be guarded against.
Lynch often had to go out and jump into the water to clear out the monsters sleeping in front of the waterway.
He could have gone around, but that would have wasted too much time. The reckless and fearless champion carefully weighed the pros and cons of the danger. In the end, Lynch went straight forward and slaughtered dozens of sea beasts along the way, which brought him a lot of meat.
It turns out that improving food cannot gain the loyalty of the crew, at least it cannot make the elves, dwarves, and humans submit to you.
They would rather eat junk fast food made from inorganic substances than taste Lynch's masterpiece in his spare time.
Lynch could not eat enough meat to solve a famine by himself, and the flesh and blood after the chaotic mutation was not suitable for giving to ordinary people, so he had to return it to the sea.
The heads of the sea dragons were placed on both sides of the pyramid steps, and the wings of the giant snake-scaled bird were inserted by Lynch into the exhaust outlet of the engine.
The tentacles of the Kraken were dragged behind the pyramid, scaring off the blind predators.
It would be best if a chaos two-headed dragon appeared at this time. This is the only thing missing. If he kills one more dragon, Lynch will be able to complete the sea monsters in the epic stories of mortals.
Another group of fighting pirates appeared in the sea ahead. The sound of gunpowder explosion made Lynch curiously look at the two warring parties.
Neither the Norscans nor the Druzi like to use gunpowder, but the southern human kingdoms and the dwarves in the mountains have mastered the art of using gunpowder.
He saw the familiar ship's flag and the same sleek ogre.
The pirate ship named "Swordfish" met Lynch again. Arinasa Saltgrudge's fleet was hunting the Norsemen. This was the revenge of the Saltgrudge.
The familiar memory reminded Lynch that if nothing unexpected happened, he would land on the Björlijk coast.
The Bjöllin tribe is the ruler of that badland. They are the best explorers and traders of the Norscans, and are also a rare Norscan tribe that excludes mutants.
The Saltwater Grudge was born here. She was thrown into the depths of the sea just after she was born.
It's a pity that King Eric Drondar failed to kill his daughter by throwing her down. Lynch is looking forward to seeing the reunion of father and daughter.
The Björlin are a relatively harmless Norse tribe, but when the Chaos army marches south, they will also take up arms, shouting "Blood sacrifice to the blood god" and plundering southward.
They are only slightly better than the Chaos Horde in the north, but are still savage marauders of the seas.
All creations that have deviated from the path of the ancient saints are worthy of cleansing. Lynch must serve as a ruthless executioner and must be decisive in fighting against chaos. Any wavering person who is entangled with chaos is destined to be a follower of the evil god.
The power of the Four Gods is often underestimated by mortals. They never know that they are embarking on a road that cannot be turned back and can only lead to the end of the abyss.
Those who are lucky think they are taking advantage of chaos, but they don’t know that they have already fallen into the chessboard of the dark powers.
Vanaheim Mountains, Skjold City, King's Hall.
The bonfire in the center of the hall drove away the cold after nightfall. Bjölln's shaman prophet danced a strange dance around the flames, his eyes fixed on the changes in the flames.
The Saltwater Grudge's attacks on Björling's coast became more frequent, seriously shaking Björling's cohesion.
The king asked him to seek enlightenment from the god of fate, and fire was one of the symbols of the lord of change.
Of course, nothing is so exact when it comes to the Chaos Realm, and the flames could also represent the God of War, or some other unknown lesser deity.
Blood infected the yellow flame. Chief Urik and his sworn war slaves nervously watched the prophet's expression. If the situation was too bad, perhaps they should kill the prophet to prevent him from causing a riot.
The most observant warrior-slave was the first to notice the flash of fear in the prophet's eyes. The prophet lost his balance and stumbled and fell in the dance, and the fire burst into flames at the same moment.
Under the prophet's desperate gaze, the outline of a burly humanoid monster resembling a dinosaur vaguely emerged in the thick blood-like flames.
There is no doubt that this is the future given by the God of War at will. The powerful man never speaks without thinking.
This land will see war, unrest, and unstoppable destruction.
Has the war between the northern Chaos tribes spread to the southern peninsula? The prophet hesitated as he organized his words, preparing to inform the king of this unfortunate future.
Severe pain spread from the neck to the prophet's mind, and the head rolled beside the gradually extinguished fire. The shaman looked blankly at his headless corpse and the sworn war slave beside the corpse, without having time to say anything.
Perhaps the king believed that a future that was not spoken of would not happen.
In the Ice Fang Mountains, the chief of the Skylin tribe welcomed his ninth daughter. The sturdy warrior chief left the delivery room disheartened, ignoring the screams of the captured daughter of an imperial noble during childbirth, and let her die in childbirth.
Egil Stjörbjorn prayed to the Blood God, asking the great god of war to grant him a male offspring.
He had tried everything and had attempted to have children with women from all races, but none of his wives could give birth to an heir for the "Immortal Butcher".
As if the champion's prayer was heard, a crow cried over Egil, and an old man in a black robe appeared out of thin air in front of Egil.
The blind old man bent down humbly to show that he had no hostility.
"Egil Stjörbjörn! Leader of the Skjölln! Soul Slayer, Immortal Butcher! I bring the Blood God's Gift!"
The prophet froze, and under the gaze of the powerful champion, he conveyed his kindness in a trembling voice.
A faint gleam of fire appeared in the eyes of the Khorne champion, and the flaming double axes in the strong man's hands ignited with deep demonic fire.
In the Prophet's second vision, he was not a human, but a Khorne Daemon bathed in blood and fire.
"Your fame stretches from the Chaos Sea in the north to the other side of the Vast Ocean in the south. Everyone knows you! You are the warrior who has slain thousands of people! The uncrowned king of the northern ice field! It was you who fought the ancient sea dragon in the Claw Sea for a day and a night, dragged it to the shore, beheaded it and presented it to Khorne! The gods once threw lightning at you on the mountain top, and it was you who defeated the dragon demon awakened by the storm! It was you who fought the frost dragon Kanazmino with your bare hands and bit the dragon's throat in the duel!"
Looking at the majestic champion of Khorne, the Prophet almost forgot what to say. Fear gripped his heart tightly, but in order to lift the curse brought to him by the "Tome of Destiny", he gritted his teeth and continued to incite, almost screaming.
"But even the most powerful champion needs a successor, one as powerful as you..."
(End of this chapter)
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