Rebirth of the Viking King

The hand Mutu showed shocked everyone present.

He made two extremely simple actions.

Raise your hand.

Everyone present was fully restrained.

Snap your fingers.

Without touching or even making eye contact, Clint slumped silently behind him.

This ability is already called magic in the eyes of the Viking generals.

But the massacre had just begun.

**

Mutu, the "King of Earth and Sea", one of the 12 masters of the "Illuminati", is a true "Old Dominator".

The civilizations he has seen and experienced exceed most of the ancient gods under the starry sky. Even "God King Odin", the controller of the Asa Protoss, may not be as old as Mutu in terms of age.

When the comet formed by the original spiritual energy flew higher and higher, and finally gradually disappeared from the peak, everyone present felt that the chaotic spiritual energy in the sea of ​​​​consciousness began to listen to their own orders again.

Of all the people present, Sartre was the first to break free.

Mutu killed Clint with just a snap of his fingers. The hunter's hunting instinct made Sartre subconsciously target the fingers of his left hand.

He took out the lasso commonly used by hunters from his waist and threw it out hard! The hook lock accurately wrapped the four fingers of Mutu's left hand.

But don't underestimate the two seemingly simple lassoes in his hands. This design is derived from the ancient Greek "sling". The stone hammer can be attached to kill the enemy, and when the stone hammer is removed, it can be used like an ordinary lasso to capture the prey without harming it.

This heavy weapon is not only loved by hunters, but in ancient times even the army would often train soldiers who could skillfully use lasso.

In the Bible story, David used this thing to kill the giant Goliath.

Seeing Sartre controlling Mutu's left hand, "Walker" Rolf, who was standing in front of the old lizard, showed his big axe.

The huge excitement of fighting the gods made him stand on end with chills all over his body!

With a roar, the spiritual power belonging to the "Fire Berserker" was activated. When his armor-breaking ax with a length of two meters burned with red flames, before he had time to cut it down, Mutu looked at him teasingly, opening his teeth full of sharp teeth. lizard with long mouth.

A golden ring of light flew out from it.

The light slowly but firmly hit Rolf, and then he seemed to be hit by a transparent hammer in the air!

The strong man, who was 2.5 meters tall, immediately started bleeding from all his orifices and flew backwards!

Pulling out the silver sword with a "choking" sound, Jerome knew that everyone had no way out now. The battle lasted for less than two minutes, and the fighting ability displayed by the mysterious lizard in front of him exceeded everyone's imagination.

The only thing the Vikings had at this point was numerical superiority.

They could only use their numerical advantage to surround him, and then work together to find flaws in him.

"The path of justice is surrounded by evildoers, and the Templars will guide mankind through the valley of fear in the name of the Holy Light."

Jerome recited the prayer of judgment softly, and Mutu smiled and shook his head.

"Mortals"

"In front of the true God, all resistance is futile. In the long years of 200 million years, we have been imprisoned on this blue planet and have experienced too much."

"But don't think that my people are hiding among you because of their own weakness."

"Mortals cannot fight against gods!"

"After today, you and your descendants will remember this lesson forever."

The sharp sword, broadaxe and heavy hammer hit Mutu's golden scales, making a crisp clanging sound. The Viking pirates showed off their skilled chopping skills and swung their axes at Mutu with all their strength.

But the golden-armored lizard refused to dodge.

The armor-piercing ax that was powerful enough to pierce a man-bear hit his scales without leaving even a white mark. Instead, it caused severe pain in the Vikings' hands. Fire, frost, holy light and various colors of spiritual energy attached to the weapon are all useless.

He stood firmly in place.

Not even his feet moved.

"Compared with your ancestors, the degraded human beings are really weak. I don't know how much weaker you are. Lady Nuwa, thank you for the rice!

Thank you for giving me this group of hard-working ants!”

Although his left hand was bound by a noose, he could still use his right hand.

Holding the giant ax and chiseling out his right hand, he gently stretched his fingers and hundreds of Viking pirates around him floated neatly into the air.

When their feet can no longer be rooted in the earth, they can no longer gain strength.

Everyone in the air looked at Mutu in surprise. Only two hunters, Sartre and Gulaur, who were hiding in the corner of the cave, were still observing with squinting eyes.

(My guess was not wrong!)

(After losing his right hand, his left hand can imprison everyone and levitate everyone around him, but it has no attack effect!)

(All his attack methods are hidden in the lizard's long mouth and his right hand bound by a rope!)

The left hand provides control and the right hand provides output.

At this time, the hunter's lasso has firmly tied his right hand! As long as he can control his left hand, this golden-armored lizard can only use the light waves emitted from its mouth to kill one on one.

We have a huge numerical advantage, and we risk losing a few lives! If he can destroy his lizard mouth again,

This thing is not invincible!

The freedom to follow Loki also subtly affected Sartre's character. Compared with his hot-blooded and impulsive Viking companions, he is more observant and able to remain calm at all times.

The lizardmen may seem powerful, but they are essentially the same as the frost giants. They are all playthings created by the Old Lords.

The gods would never create a flawless servant.

As long as they are playthings, no matter how long they survive, they must have weaknesses.

**

Sartre hid in the shadows and walked overlapping steps. At this time, he was quite lucky that Mutu had lost all his subordinates. Otherwise, when everyone was controlled by this weird magic, even ordinary mortals would be able to kill them. Easily slaughtered.

At the same time, when his right hand was tightly bound by a lasso made of flexible animal sinews, and his left hand could not be used, he had no subordinates who could release his bound right hand.

This is his only chance to make a comeback.

His destination was the blind spot behind Mutu.

Taking off the lasso from his waist, Sartre made a full circle in the air, and then threw it hard! The lasso stretched perfectly into a circle in the air, and was accurately inserted into Mutu's outstretched lizard fingers, and then tightened instantly!

The spiritual energy flowing around the body dissipated, and everyone in the air immediately fell to the ground. They stood up quickly after landing and drew their weapons again.

Only this time, what they held in their hands were not big axes, but soft leather whips.