Chapter 39: Quickly Transmigrate! Strategies for Zeus, the Son of Viking Fortune (Twenty)
The Vikings who witnessed all this fell to their knees and bowed down to them.
They witnessed the birth of heroes and the moment when justice triumphed over evil.
The names of Feng Ziang and Zeus spread throughout the Viking world like a spring breeze and became legends praised by people.
However, just as they were preparing to celebrate their victory and enjoy the glory, a deep and ancient voice resounded in their minds, like a whisper from eternity, clearly echoing in the depths of their souls.
"Congratulations on your final victory..."
Chaos, the God of Chaos, the creator of this world, spoke in a voice that contained a hint of admiration, but it was more like a warning, a foreshadowing.
Zeus and Feng Ziang looked at each other and saw the same shock and confusion in each other's eyes.
"But this is just the beginning..."
The voice continued, with a hint of indescribable temptation, "The real challenge is yet to come. Are you ready?"
Feng Ziang suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. He subconsciously tightened the dagger in his hand and felt a powerful force surging in his body.
He raised his head and looked at the golden beam of light. Faintly, he seemed to see a huge figure looming in the beam of light.
"Greater power and knowledge..."
Zeus muttered to himself, with complex lights flashing in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the beam of light, but stopped halfway.
The voice seemed to see through his thoughts and continued, "Come, pursue a more powerful force and solve the mystery of fate..."
Feng Ziang and Zeus heard the call of a mysterious voice in the light of the artifact. The voice promised to bring them greater power and knowledge, but can they resist this temptation?
Or is this the beginning of another conspiracy?
The golden light gradually dissipated, and the artifact lay quietly at Feng Ziang's feet, emitting a soft halo.
They could still feel the power surging in their bodies, as if the artifact was responding to their deepest desires.
"What should we do?"
Feng Ziang's voice trembled slightly, he was both excited and afraid. Excited about the unknown power and knowledge, and afraid of the truth behind this voice.
A huge illusion appeared in the sky. This is the Valley of Gods.
Zeus was silent for a moment, looking into the distance with a deep gaze. There were vast snow-capped mountains and endless forests, a realm they had never set foot on.
"Maybe we should go and see what this voice is trying to do."
Feng Ziang bit his lip, but finally nodded. He held the dagger tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and said, "This is something you must go through. It is also a test for you to become a god."
They packed their bags, took the Ares Sword artifact, and headed in the direction indicated by the sound.
Along the way, they passed through dense forests, climbed steep mountains, and experienced countless dangers.
But whenever they feel tired and desperate, that mysterious voice will sound in their minds, giving them encouragement and guidance.
"Greater power and a wider world are waiting for you..."
Feng Ziang and Zeus didn't know how long they had been walking, nor did they know where they were.
They only knew that they had left their familiar tribe and everything familiar.
As the sun was setting, they came to an open valley.
The valley is covered with green grass, blooming flowers, and a clear stream meandering through it, making it look like a paradise.
"It's so beautiful here..." Feng Ziang couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, an old voice sounded in their ears: "Welcome to the Valley of God, young warriors."
Feng Ziang and Zeus immediately became alert. They gripped their weapons tightly and looked around, but did not see anyone.
"Don't be nervous, kids." The voice sounded again, with a hint of smile, "I'm right here."
Following the sound, they saw an old man in a gray robe sitting on a rock not far away, leaning on a wooden stick. The old man had a wrinkled face, a silver-white beard hanging down to his chest, and a pair of cloudy eyes that sparkled with wisdom.
"Who are you?" Zeus stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.
Chaos smiled and said slowly: "I am Chaos, the God of Creation."
Chaos smiled and said slowly: "I have been guarding here for hundreds of years."
"Why are you telling us this?" Feng Ziang asked, with a hint of doubt in his tone.
Chaos smiled and did not blame Feng Ziang for his doubts. He just said slowly: "The artifact is not a tool for killing. It has a more powerful power that can create peace and improve life."
He paused and looked into the distance with deep eyes, as if he saw the Viking world devastated by war.
"You young people are full of strength and courage, but you are also blinded by hatred and war. The power of the artifact should be used to protect, not plunder."
The old man's words were like enlightenment, leaving Feng Ziang and Zeus stunned. They had always regarded the artifact as a symbol of power, but never thought that it could be used for creation.
“Creating peace…improving lives…”
Feng Ziang murmured to himself, and the barren land, simple houses, and people suffering from diseases in the Viking world emerged in his mind.
Zeus also fell into deep thought. He had always aimed to become the strongest warrior, fighting for honor and for the tribe.
But Chaos' words made him realize that true strength is not only the strength of military force, but also the inner strength, the strength to protect and create.
"You are right, we have been blinded by hatred."
Zeus said in a deep voice, looking at Chaos firmly, "Please guide us, how can we use the power of the artifact to change the Viking world?"
Chaos looked at them with satisfaction, a kind smile on his face. He stood up slowly and pointed to the distance: "Follow me, I will teach you how to use the power of the artifact to create a better world."
Feng Ziang and Zeus looked at each other, their eyes full of hope and determination. They held the artifacts tightly in their hands and followed the old man without hesitation, heading deep into the valley...
The sun shone in the valley, and the clear chirping of birds echoed in their ears. Feng Ziang and Zeus followed the old man's footsteps and came to a paradise.
Here, time seems to stand still, with only the chirping of birds, the fragrance of flowers and the sound of clear streams.
Chaos taught them how to use the power of the artifact. Feng Ziang was surprised to find that the Sword of the God of War could not only be used for fighting, but also for curing diseases, purifying water, and even growing crops.
Under the guidance of the old man, they brought the power of the Sword of War and the Spear of Thunder back to the Viking world.
People who had been suffering from illness recovered their health, the barren land regained its vitality, and the Vikings felt peace and abundance for the first time.
The names of Feng Ziang and Zeus were praised by people.
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