Chapter 46: Quickly Transmigrate! Strategy for the Son of Fortune (Twenty-Seven)
Feng Ziang and Zeus looked at each other, then they held hands and ran towards the direction of the light.
After passing through the last arch, they finally reached the deepest part of the maze.
Here is a huge round stone chamber. In the center of the chamber, a golden sword hangs in the air, emitting dazzling light and illuminating the entire underground maze.
The light was warm and holy, as if it had the power to purify all evil. "Is this... the legendary artifact, the Holy Sword of Angels?"
Deng Linlin murmured to herself. They slowly walked towards the Angel Sword, and when their hands touched the hilt, a powerful force instantly surged through their bodies.
They have discovered too many artifacts along the way. They didn't expect that the gods in the Viking world had so many magic weapons. In fact, these are also tests for Zeus, letting him understand that being a god is not easy. The assets in the house are all yours, but you must also have the ability to protect them!
Zeus actually understood now that the so-called test was just to make him understand the meaning of being a leader. These artifacts were accumulated by the hard work of ancestors from past generations.
The Angel Sword shone even brighter, as if responding to their call.
"It...it's responding to us!" exclaimed Zeus.
Feng Ziang felt that the power of the Angel Holy Sword was resonating with some hidden power in his body.
The power grew stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow him whole.
"This power..."
Feng Ziang felt dizzy. He held Zeus' hand tightly and said, "I feel..."
Suddenly, some images flashed through his mind, some fragments of memories that did not belong to him...
"etc,"
Feng Ziang grabbed Zeus' arm and said, "I seem to...see something..."
All kinds of memories flashed through his mind, including a prince in gorgeous clothes, a young man with great martial arts skills, business elites, mermaids in the sea, and gods who could perform magic.
These people seemed to have a close relationship with him, but they all died. He saw himself in the temple, a messenger of the angel god.
The Lord God was so kind, raising him from childhood, and he was like a father to him. However, Feng Ziang could never see his face clearly, only a piece of light.
Later, the Lord God assigned him a mission to kill the rebellious forces, including those who did not recognize the existence of miracles and those who were rebellious.
But killing people at random is not allowed, so they destroyed a planet and raised a child. Why destroy this planet? Because this planet is also unimportant.
He did perform brilliantly in the tests, and he killed those people every time. In order to prevent them from noticing that they were being tested, he was fed succubus blood by the Lord God when he was very young. That was a special liquid in the body of a succubus that gave him supreme charm.
But the side effects are also very strong. When the moon is full, his whole body will become cold, like the severe cold of hell, so he has to endure it by himself since he was a child. This is also the reason why he is unwilling to get close to people, except for the main god or the system, which is a ball of light that can talk. He can also become a terrifying demon. Every time he transforms, all the bones in his body will break and then grow back.
Feng Ziang held the Holy Sword of Angels in his hand, bathing in the golden light. He looked at the memories that the Holy Sword brought back to him, and he understood that his name was Feng Ziang, but he was not an ordinary person in this world, and he did not belong here. His purpose of coming here was to obtain the power of the Viking gods.
Feng Ziang said: "Why choose me? I am not one of you Vikings."
"The artifact will choose its own master. You and I are a perfect match. I have been silent for a hundred years just to wait for you."
The weapon spirit returned to the sword, turned into a beam of light, entered Feng Ziang's arm, and turned into a golden armor.
This is a Viking artifact and the property of Zeus, but when Zeus looked at Feng Ziang, he was very happy for him because he could protect himself better.
They returned to the Viking village, and the villagers cheered and regarded them as heroes. "We succeeded!"
"Congratulations, you guys are amazing!"
"Thanks to everyone,"
Feng Ziang smiled and responded, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the Angel Sword in his hand. The artifact exuded a warm light, but it was incredibly light.
He could feel the great power hidden in it, but it seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze and could not be touched. In the next few days, Zeus and Feng Ziang tried various methods to awaken the full power of the Angel Sword.
They used up all the books they brought back from the maze and even consulted the respected elders in the village, but still had no clue.
The holy sword turned into armor, and there was no more movement.
"What's going on?"
Feng Ziang put down the parchment in his hand irritably, and the armor lay quietly on the table without any reaction.
"Why can't we awaken its power?"
Zeus looked at him silently, knowing that Fengzi was carrying a huge pressure on his shoulders. He walked to him and gently held him in his arms.
"Don't worry, we'll find a way."
"But……"
Feng Ziang wanted to say something but was interrupted by Zeus. In fact, Zeus also understood that Feng Ziang was not an ordinary person, he was a spy arranged by the gods of another world, the gods of that world were more powerful than them, but no matter what, he was a spy, in his heart he still loved this brother who accompanied him all the way, because he understood that Feng Ziang was also a person who lacked love.
We are all being pushed in the torrent, and who can choose to be ourselves? But at least we can love ourselves now. Maybe one day we will leave, but what does it matter? Zeus actually knows everything in his heart.
"I believe that the artifact must have chosen us for a reason."
Zeus pretended to be stupid and comforted Feng Ziang, "We just need to find something to crack it."
His words rekindled hope in Feng Ziang's heart. He took a deep breath and looked at the Angel Sword in his hand. "I am your master, and I will definitely conquer you."
As if to answer her question, the Angel Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and an ancient voice rang in their ears: "I don't like people who are too weak. In this era of the survival of the fittest, I don't want to find a master and then have him die."
Feng Ziang and Zeus looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise and expectation, "What kind of trial?"
"Courage, wisdom, and love."
The voice of the sword spirit echoed in the room, "Only by passing these three trials can you gain my full power."
As soon as the words fell, the light of the Angel's Holy Sword gradually dissipated, and the room returned to peace. However, Feng Ziang and Zeus' hearts were filled with shock.
"What is the first trial?"
Feng Ziang held the God of War Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes firm. The voice of the sword spirit sounded again: "On the top of the northern snow mountain, there is a fierce dragon sleeping. It is the embodiment of courage. Only by defeating it can you prove your courage."
"Giant dragon..."
Feng Ziang murmured to himself, his heart filled with uneasiness.
"Let's go."
Zeus held Feng Ziang's hand like an older brother holding his younger brother, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.
"If the dragon is evil, I will help you defeat it."
Looking at Zeus's determined eyes and feeling his warm and powerful hands, the fear in my heart gradually dissipated, and was replaced by fearless determination.
They looked at each other, their eyes full of tacit understanding and determination.
"Let's go to the northern snow-capped mountains!"
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