Chapter 23: Quick Travel Guide: Viking Son of Fortune Zeus (IV)
The old man did not answer his question, but looked Feng Ziang and Zeus up and down, and said slowly: "Are you...looking for something?"
Feng Ziang was startled, but calmly asked, "What do you mean by that?"
The old man didn't say anything. He just stretched out his dry finger and pointed at the wooden box, then at the two of them, and finally, his finger pointed deep into the forest...
A mysterious smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the old man. He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse but with an inexplicable power: "You came here to find the legendary Sword of the God of War, right?"
Feng Ziang and Zeus were both shocked. They never expected that their purpose could be seen through by an old man they had never met before.
The Sword of the God of War is an ancient divine weapon. Whoever gets it can become a god king.
Before they could say anything, the old man continued, "I can help you, but you must pass my test first."
The old man stood up tremblingly and took out a tightly wrapped cloth bag from the wooden box behind him. He carefully opened the cloth bag, revealing a stone tablet with ancient runes carved on it.
"Take it, go deep into the Misty Forest in the north, find the giant tree engraved with the mark of the God of War, and place this stone tablet under the tree. If you can come back alive, I will tell you everything about the Sword of the God of War." The old man spoke in a calm tone, but with unquestionable majesty.
Feng Ziang and Zeus looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes. They took the slate, nodded solemnly to the old man, turned around and walked towards the Misty Forest.
As its name suggests, the Misty Forest is shrouded in thick fog all year round, with extremely low visibility. The terrain in the forest is complex and full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will lose your way and become a meal for wild animals.
Soon after entering the forest, the sky was covered with dark clouds and it began to rain heavily. The big raindrops hit their faces, which hurt. Feng Ziang and Zeus walked hard on the muddy road. The cold, dampness and hunger constantly eroded their will and urged them to leave as soon as possible.
At night, they found a place to shelter from the rain under a giant tree. The two exhausted people huddled together, watching the surroundings vigilantly in the dim light of the fire.
“Ouch—”
A deafening wolf howl broke through the night sky, shattering the tranquility of the forest. Immediately afterwards, waves of wolf howls came from all directions, getting closer and closer, as if the bell of death was ringing in my ears.
Feng Ziang and Zeus immediately became alert. They held their weapons tightly, stood back to back, and scanned every corner in the darkness with sharp eyes.
A pair of dark green eyes flashed in the darkness, the greedy gazes of the wolves. They slowly approached the two of them, and the smell of fishy breath hit them in the face...
"We must work together to survive!" Zeus whispered with a resolute tone. Feng Ziang nodded firmly and tightened his grip on the dagger.
A fierce battle is about to break out.
The wolves came like a tide, tearing at him with their greedy claws and nauseating him with their foul breath. Fengzi waved his dagger and tried his best to resist the attack of the wolves. Zeus held the battle axe in his hand, and every time he swung it, he took the life of a wolf.
However, there were too many wolves to kill. Feng Ziang's strength was running out and his arms began to tremble. At this moment, a huge wolf took the opportunity to pounce on him, its sharp fangs pressing against his throat.
At the critical moment, Zeus roared, and the sound waves drove the giant wolf back. He pulled Feng Ziang up, and the two of them stood back to back, forming a simple defensive formation.
"We can't go on like this, we will be exhausted to death!" Feng Ziang said while panting, with a hint of despair in his tone.
Zeus looked around with a determined look: "We must fight our way out and rush out!"
Having said that, he roared, and like a berserker, he swung his battle axe and charged into the wolf pack. Feng Zi followed closely behind him, and the two of them protected each other and fought with all their might.
The blood stained their clothes and the ancient forest red. After an unknown amount of time, the wolves finally retreated, leaving behind only corpses and the nauseating smell of blood.
Feng Ziang and Zeus sat paralyzed on the ground, covered with wounds and panting. They supported each other to stand up, dragged their tired bodies, and returned to the old man's wooden house.
The old man seemed to have expected them to come back. He looked at them calmly, with a gleam of wisdom in his cloudy eyes.
"You have passed my test." The old man said slowly, "You have courage and wisdom, as well as trust and support for each other, which is the key to finding the Sword of the God of War."
Feng Ziang and Zeus looked at the old man excitedly. They knew that the old man would reveal the secret of the Sword of War God next.
The old man pointed to the north and said in a low voice: "The Sword of the God of War is hidden on the top of the holy mountain covered with ice and snow in the north. It is the residence of the gods and a forbidden place that mortals cannot reach. You must be extremely careful, the road ahead will be even more dangerous."
Feng Ziang and Zeus nodded solemnly, and they bowed deeply to the old man to express their most sincere gratitude.
"Why are you looking for the Sword of the God of War?"
"Because I want to become a god, this land needs a leader"
"Are you willing to go through this hardship with me?"
"We will definitely find the Sword of the God of War!" Feng Ziang said firmly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.
They turned around and left the cabin, heading north. They knew that countless challenges were waiting for them ahead, but they would not retreat because their hearts were full of hope and faith.
The biting cold wind blew on their faces, and the snow and wind blurred their vision. They walked on this vast land, their backs firm and lonely.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from afar, breaking the silence of the snowfield.
Feng Ziang and Zeus stopped and looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came from.
"Who is it?" Zeus asked in a deep voice, tightening his grip on the battle axe.
In the snow, a tall figure riding a warhorse slowly appeared in front of them. He was wearing animal skins, holding a spear, and had a cold murderous look on his face.
"Who are you? Why did you enter our territory?" he asked coldly, his tone full of hostility.
Feng Ziang and Zeus looked at each other, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in their hearts...
The biting cold wind wrapped around the snowflakes and mercilessly slapped Feng Ziang and Zeus's faces. Facing the unfriendly inquiries, Zeus protected Feng Ziang behind him and replied in a deep voice: "We are travelers, lost our way, and no offense was intended."
"Traveler?"
The man on horseback sneered, and his sharp eyes swept over the two men's ragged clothes and tired expressions. "The bloody smell on you doesn't sound like lost travelers."
Having said that, the man suddenly raised his spear, and suddenly a dozen strong men holding sharp blades rushed out from behind him and surrounded Feng Ziang and Zeus.
"Kill!" The man gave the order, and a battle broke out without warning.
Zeus wielded his battle axe, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with unparalleled bravery. However, the opponent was outnumbered, and Feng Ziang did not know martial arts, so he could only dodge in the gaps and look for opportunities.
"Zeus, be careful!"
Feng Ziang cried out in surprise, and saw an enemy circling behind Zeus and swinging his sword to chop him.
Zeus was unable to dodge, and a deep bloody scratch was left on his arm. He groaned, then swung his axe back and knocked the attacker to the ground.
The blood dyed the snow red, and also dyed Feng Ziang's eyes red. He had never seen such a cruel scene, and fear and despair surged into his heart like a tide.
"No, I can't just sit there and wait to die!" Feng Ziang gritted his teeth, picked up a dagger on the ground, and rushed towards the enemy closest to him.
The sound of daggers piercing the enemy's body, screams, and the sound of weapons colliding intertwined into a chaotic battlefield. Feng Ziang and Zeus stood back to back, trying their best to resist, but their physical strength gradually declined and they had many wounds on their bodies.
Just when they were about to collapse, a dark shadow flashed across the battlefield like lightning. A stranger wearing a black cloak, holding a glowing long sword, shuttled among the enemies like a ghost.
Every time the sword is swung, a life is taken away.
The enemy was defeated step by step under the powerful attack of the strangers, and was soon killed without a single piece of armor left.
"Are you all right?"
The mysterious man's deep voice echoed in the wind and snow. He turned around and extended his hand to Feng Ziang and Zeus.
"Who are you……"
Feng Ziang looked at the stranger who saved their lives, his heart full of doubts.
"I am……"
The mysterious man paused, and cast a deep gaze on Zeus' face, "I am the one who guards the Sword of the God of War."
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