Rebirth of the Viking King

"Hehe, that's really good." Muttering to himself, Bakanbusi walked to the feet of the Storm God. The thick lightning struck his body and scorched his clothes, but it did not cause any damage to his skin.

Bathed in the electric light, Bakanbusi looked helplessly at the two giant snakes that fell behind him, and sighed silently.

That's it?

Forget it, keep walking inside.

He randomly picked up a piece of gravel as big as a brick from the ground, assumed a discus-throwing posture, and threw it into the sky with all his strength.

The ordinary rock, which was not hard in texture, turned into a meteor and hit the Stormbringer's chest with a loud bang. Unable to remain suspended in the air, he fell involuntarily. However, what greeted him on the ground was a pair of big furry hands of Buchan Bush.

He grabbed the storm angel's ankle and threw it hard towards the ground. This living person made of flesh and blood was like a balloon that was smashed by a giant hand, and blood, internal organs, and bone residue all burst out.

After killing the Stormbringer with just one move, Bakanbusi clapped his hands and glanced behind him speechlessly.

"Let's go!"

"What's so good about two broken snakes? I bet there's more in there!"

After scolding the black bear that was eating snake gall, this slightly lonely figure continued to walk towards the gate of the holy mountain. During the whole process, he didn't even glance at the Slavic serfs behind him who were fighting a bloody battle with the Storm Acolytes.

As if they were just a group of passers-by who had nothing to do with themselves.

**

Loki hid in the gravel of the mountain stream and followed Buchan Bushi all the way.

This was his first time watching this man fight. And this Slavic King is the strongest human being Loki has ever seen.

The strongest, bar none!

He can even conclude that even if Master Qinghe controls the flying sword to attack him, he may not be able to get any advantage! His skills have reached the level of returning to nature and showing great skill but no craftsmanship.

He does not need "external objects" such as scimitars, flying swords or large axes.

The man's only weapons were his own hands. Like the beasts in the forest, he kills his enemies in the most direct and simple way.

Hiding behind the boulder and watching the battle of Bakanbusi, Loki couldn't help but think of the "Taoist school" of the Eastern Tang Dynasty again.

Taoism has two founders.

Zhuangzi advocates "no self, no merit, no name", and wandering in the endless world with nothing to rely on is regarded as freedom. It was this freedom and freedom from the bone marrow, and the spiritual core that "cannot be used by anyone" that allowed him to completely abandon the magic of gods and travel around the world with one man and one sword.

But Lao Tzu, the other founder of Taoism, indeed took a different path.

The spiritual core of Laozi is: man follows the earth, earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and Tao follows nature.

Everything comes from nature.

Is it natural to fly a sword?

unnatural!

In the same way, the series of body refining techniques such as Foundation Building, Golden Pill, Nascent Soul, and Golden Immortal to combat life, old age, illness, and death are all unnatural. It is precisely because of being "unnatural" and forcibly interfering with the natural flow by external forces that the heaven and earth will bring down thunder and disaster on the Qi refiners who want to transform themselves into gods.

In Lao Tzu's view, any behavior that goes against heaven and earth is incorrect.

At this time, in Loki's eyes, the artistic aesthetics of Bakanbusch, a strong Slavic man, contained a certain charm of "Tao follows nature". He abandoned all fancy magic and divine power, and fought with his hands and body instincts like animals in nature.

Perhaps it is this "less is more" practice method that abandons all external objects that allows him to focus on one thing, practicing the most common attack moves such as punches, palm swings, elbow strikes, etc. that are most commonly used by ordinary people. Natural rules can already be generated.

This primitive and very direct way of fighting was an eye-opener for Loki.

He kept his body as close to the ground as possible, doing everything he could to avoid attracting Buchan Bush's attention. After all, his interest is not in killing people, he just wants to sneak into the Holy Mountain.

Moreover, he had no confidence in his conscience whether he could take a blow from Buchan Bushi.

**

In the period that followed, Bakanbusi once again showed his violence. Unlike the cautious Loki, although he is also "cautious", he seems like a protagonist who wants to wipe out all the monsters in the copy.

His fear was that he didn't want to miss an elite monster.

The external publicity of the Hall of Valor has always been about the six Storm Angels living in the Holy Mountain. He had just killed one person now, and Bakanbusi didn't want to let any fish slip through the net. In his eyes, the Viking raiders in recent years have become increasingly weak and unable to withstand attacks, and every Stormbringer in the Holy Mountain must bear the responsibility.

The annual "battle with the Vikings" was once one of the only remaining pleasures in the Slavic king's life. However, pirates who are getting weaker and weaker now will often even bypass his province and avoid entering!

This made him very angry.

He believed that the roots of the Hall of Valor were broken.

The solution is to first find these storm angels and kill them one by one.

As for any new corrective measures in the future, we have to wait until we enter the holy mountain.

After walking through the narrow valley, Bakanbusi had already begun to approach the gate of the Holy Mountain. Under a gatehouse built of smooth wood, Loki saw two storm angels in blue standing under the mountain gate, and around them were no less than a hundred storm acolytes.

"King Slav, I admit that you are a great hero, but if you attack my Hall of Valor without any grievance or grudge, is this a bit too much?!"

The Storm God's whole body was wrapped in a blue cotton robe. He only showed a pair of eyes, and there was a hint of wind and thunder in his eyes.

"Your enmity is all with the Viking lords in the province under the mountain. The Hall of Valor in the Holy Mountain is a holy place dedicated to the holy spirits of Asgard and will not participate in the mortal world in any way. In the midst of the struggle, what do you want to do when you come to my holy mountain?"

After hearing these two sentences, Bakanbusi's eyes widened. He looked at the sky and turned around speechlessly. His eyes revealed confusion, unwillingness and surging anger.

"I'm your mother"

"Odin, you old guy, listen to the fucking virtues of your disciples and grandchildren now!

"Shouldn't a lawless thug like me be killed without a word of disagreement? How come even Odin's believers have learned to negotiate terms with me like those old sissies from the south??

"Isn't there any fucking method for this?"

Bakanbusi's question resounded throughout the valley, and Loki shook his head helplessly. When facing a beast, you must not show any weakness. Any half-step back will become the reason for him to slap his nose in the face.

Today's Slavic king clearly wants to kill them all. From the foot of the mountain not far away, there were already loud shouts of killing. The Slavic rebels had taken advantage of their numerical advantage to break through the first pass in the mountain stream.

The gate of the Holy Mountain is in danger.