Rebirth of the Viking King

The Vikings suffered heavy losses, but Wessex also suffered heavy losses.

Traveling all the way to Southampton, Rocky never encountered any English soldiers again. The Viking warriors were a little tired from the month-long battle, but the Slavic hunters under Bakanbusi began to liberate their nature.

Loki cannot give orders to people who are not his own.

However, this Slavic king treated his subordinates like yaks that roamed freely on the ice field, and did not ask whether they would stay or leave at all.

In just ten days, the Slavic army of 1,000 people was seen getting smaller and smaller. When they arrived at the gate of Southampton, there were only a few hundred people left behind Bakanbusi.

"Where have they gone?"

When he said this, Loki did not face Bakan Bushi, but softly asked Mohlantin who was following him on horseback. Vikings and Slavs fight every year, but Loki was the mayor of a run-down village just 2 years ago.

During the raid eastward, Lord Bernard allotted him some shabby villages. He had never fought with a Slavic regiment, so he was completely unfamiliar with this group of savage-like allies around him.

"To be honest, I don't know."

"I even doubt that their king himself doesn't know where his subordinates went after leaving the team."

Seeing the two people starting to whisper, Bukan Bushi on the wolf's back turned his head.

"Sir Loki, we have drank together and fought together. If we sleep with a woman again, then we will be brothers!"

Hearing this, before Loki could answer, Mohrantin immediately rode away with a look of disgust on his face.

"Sorry! I'm not talking about you!"

"I'm most annoyed by these cultured women in my life. They talk in a polite way and dislike this and that. I also dislike your legs not being thick enough and your butt not being big enough."

Perhaps he felt that insulting his girlfriend in front of Loki was not very righteous, so Buchanbuxi chuckled twice and said: "Don't talk about women, let's talk about business."

"You said that we are friends after all, so you can't let Lao Ba come in vain this time, right?"

"How about it? Do you want to reveal your portal at some point so I can go in and have a look?"

Loki nodded with a wry smile.

Mohrantin was indeed as smart as he imagined. After the two established their relationship last year, he described to her what he saw and heard in the Holy Mountain. This smart woman immediately figured out what Bakanbusi's real needs were.

This person has only one goal in life.

That is "seeking death".

Anything that could threaten his life would arouse his interest.

If it can also make him "in agony" at the same time, that would be even better!

Combined with the series of monsters Loki encountered after entering Asgard. Mohrantin came to Murmansk and straight to the point told the secret of the Asgard portal hidden in Loki's hands.

Without saying a word, Bakanbusi began to summon his vassals that afternoon. In just three days, the army season was over, and the 300 longships that they had left outside Storm's End last fall were also brought over by skilled Viking sailors.

At this point, the rescue mission has been completed, and of course he will want to get his reward.

He guessed that this reward should be in Loki's hands.

"Your Majesty, what a coincidence, the portal is not in my hands now."

"But I can guarantee that when this war is truly over, I will definitely take you into Asgard, and you will be able to hunt with the Vikings every autumn in the future."

(Haha, this kind of free thug is simply useless.)

"That's fine!"

"In all these years, no one has been able to deceive me, Buchan Bushi!"

**

The flag set by the Slavic King was immediately displayed in front of Loki after Southampton opened the city gate.

This big man riding a mighty warg completely ignored the fearful looks of the residents in the city.

He came to the door of Southampton Cathedral, kicked the door open, rushed in, and pulled out "Prophet" Sheamus.

Sheamus didn't cry or beg for mercy.

He didn't even have time to realize who had dragged him out of the church. Then a big calloused hand grabbed his head. This was the last light he saw during his lifetime.

There was a soft pop.

Bakan Bush crushed his soft head.

"I said!"

"No one can deceive me"

He casually pulled the priest next to him who was peeing and peeing. He hung Sheamus's lifeless body on the cross, and then wiped the greasy blood on the two hands on the priest's chest.

"You should be very lucky that the dead Lord Christ has given you a face that is too ordinary! I can't remember whether you are among his entourage.

Otherwise, I would be more than happy to send you to hell to be his company! "

The priest was a native of Wessex. He listened to a string of Slavic words spoken by the beast-like man in front of him, but he had no idea what it meant.

He could only nod tremblingly, and then watched him leave the chapel with his bloody footprints.

**

Bakanbusi's hand firmly deterred all businessmen who tried to organize militia to resist. Hearing is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes. The Slavs in the bard's stories are illiterate and as crude as beasts.

They would be slaughtered and played with at will by the traveling young men, and they would not even dare to take up arms to resist.

But there is often a huge discrepancy between reality and processed legends.

When they saw this Slavic man rushing into the church alone and casually killing a strong Sequence 3 demigod, they immediately felt deep fear in their hearts.

But Loki had not taken action yet.

Walking to the center of the busiest market, Loki cleared an open space and pulled down Iphitos hanging in the sky.

Although he was a demigod-level chosen one, Iphitus was no longer humanoid after being hung high in the sky by a kite and blown by strong winds for 7 days.

Even so, Loki didn't give her a chance.

After pulling her down from the air, the weak Iphitus could no longer stand. The strong wind kept pouring into my mouth for seven consecutive days. By this time her throat was swollen to the size of an egg.

"Just right, I don't need your shouting"

Stretching out his 1-foot-long wide foot, he stepped on Iphitus's cheek. He raised his ax and slashed hard at her neck.

The Chosen One, who had exhausted all her spiritual power, was as fragile as a mortal. After the ax cut off his head smoothly, Loki chopped off her limbs, then lit a fire in front of everyone and began to burn her torso.

He has been a Crimson Apostle for a long time, so he knows very well how terrifying these things can be.

He couldn't give Iphitus any chance to make a comeback.

After disposing of the body, next comes the head.

He randomly found a restaurant, rubbed a lump of coal ash from the furnace, and threw the freshly chopped head into the coal ashes.

The dry coal ash quickly sucked away the little blood remaining in the head. Carrying the large wooden bucket, Loki walked into the palace of Southampton.

In the meeting hall, he placed the Red Queen's head that had lost all its blood color in the center of the long table, and then opened the blood-colored stone statue.

A series of kings and nobles were pulled out of the sinking city like skewered pheasants. Loki pulled out two chairs and let the Elams and Mohlantin sit on either side of him.

This means that the war has entered the final "negotiation stage."