Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 471 125 Viking Fury (7)

"Porcupine" Gowen is a unique anomaly among Viking pirates.

Compared with his compatriots who wield axes, Gowin, who is only 5 meters tall, is definitely not outstanding in terms of "combat power". Although Odin did not grant him a strong body, he gave him a lot of compensation in other aspects.

His mind is much smarter than that of his ordinary companions.

But what is even more outstanding is his ability to adapt to situations.

During the autumn raid 12 years ago, he was able to climb out of the cold coniferous forest of Kiev Province and return to the Viking camp even though he lost his legs. He was also able to successfully find Harold as a partner.

This tenacity for survival and the spirit of never giving up are unique special abilities among Viking pirates.

After losing his legs, Gowen did not surrender, but cherished every fighting opportunity even more. He and Harold, the "blind man" responsible for transporting him, knew that any battle might be their last.

Every time he travels, he is 12 points more cautious than his companions.

The same was true for this combat operation into the Grand Palace in Paris.

When the tribesmen rushed up this strange mountain, he was keenly aware of the risks, so he ordered Harold to walk slower and try to walk behind everyone.

When the tribesmen swung their axes to chop at Mutu's body, a strange intuition originating from the depths of their souls allowed Gowin to quietly slip down Harold's back.

After losing his legs, he was unable to stand, but he was only 5 meters tall, which made his target very small when lying on the ground. Blind Harold didn't know how to act after losing Gowen. He could only squat down with his huge body.

In this way, a mountain peak formed in front of Gowen, almost perfectly covering him in shadow.

Just 2 minutes later, the situation of the battle took a turn for the worse as Gowen expected. When the spears of light fell from the sky and killed everyone in the Viking team, only Gowen, who was hiding behind Harold, escaped death!

Compared with the strong Viking men who are generally more than two meters tall, Gowen, who lost his legs, is less than 1 meter tall.

He is too small.

Seeing all his companions fall down at the same time, Gowen gasped. He recalled that painful night in the cold Slavic taiga 12 years ago. He fell into the hands of several strong Slavic men all alone, and their legs were discarded and they played with him at will.

Although the situation today is desperate, it is no worse than 12 years ago.

12 years ago, he did not give up.

With his eyes widened, he watched as the Slavs put him over the fire and roasted him, eventually roasting both legs until they were torn off from his body.

The drunken Slavic man merely placed his hatchet a short distance away. As long as he fell from the bonfire, he could get the hand ax and end his life.

But he didn't.

The Slavs who had had enough fun threw him into a wolf pit and prepared to feed it to the dire wolves, but he used his hands and sticks picked up from the forest to kill the following wolves, and then peeled off the wolf skin and wrapped his body. Jump into the ice-free river and swim back to the Viking settlement.

Despite having many physical disabilities.

But his soul is strong and resilient.

Gowen lay quietly in a pool of blood, holding a short spear tightly in his hand. He heard Mutu say to Loki in the crystal coffin, "This thing will definitely break if exerted force from the outside," so he waited quietly.

What he was waiting for was the moment before Mutu was about to walk out of the grotto.

The moment he carried the crystal coffin and was about to disappear through the gate of the grotto, a pitch-black spear made entirely of steel shot out of the air. Mutu could hear the dull sound of the iron spear scraping the air, and he knew it was too late to turn back now.

He could only stretch out his left hand to try to interfere with the psychic energy.

However, there is no spiritual energy attached to the throwing spear.

The crisp sound of the crystal shattering rang out. Loki, who had not been heard from for two whole months, finally broke out of the coffin and stood in front of Mutu again!

**

Two months, exactly 60 days.

Since Loki fell to the ground after being poisoned, he has been controlled by Mutu's magic and spent every day in a state of confusion.

It's not a good feeling to be wandering around in the brain using soul-searching techniques. The search for the soul that lasted for two full months was like pouring a large amount of broken glass into the brain and shaking it randomly every day.

The primitive spiritual energy erupted from the crystal skull destroyed the sealing circle released into his brain. Although he is still not conscious now, Loki has regained his ability to move freely.

He first noticed that his ribs seemed to have been pierced by an iron spear.

That was the iron spear thrown by "Porcupine" Gowin when he broke the lid of the crystal coffin. Injury was not a big problem for the Vikings at all. They pulled out the throwing spear from the wound, and then picked up their bloody ax from the ground.

The moment the blood from the wound had just dripped onto the ground, Loki had already picked up the ax and hit Mutu's head as hard as he had just turned.

The strength of the ancestors was completely different from that of ordinary mortals. The blood ax fully absorbed the blood mist that filled the air and became indestructible again. This seemingly simple blow directly knocked Mutu's entire body away!

He even made a miserable crack in his golden lizard head!

"Thank you Odin for giving me new life!"

"Thank you to the unknown god of time travel for giving me this opportunity for revenge! Mutu, an old guy, didn't expect me to come out!!"

"This is just an appetizer! I have plenty of time to play with you!"

Blood was still flowing out from the penetrating wound on his ribs, which fell to the ground, causing the rising blood mist to thicken at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the billowing red mist, Loki's 7-point distortion and 3-point crazy face loomed, like a demon crawling out of the depths of hell.

Lighting up the ax again, Loki aimed at Mutu's right leg. In the midst of the lightning and flint, the unarmed Mutu had no time to resist, so he could only stretch out his left hand to try to interfere with the spiritual energy in Loki's body again.

But he made a mistake again.

Loki at this time is not the Chosen One at all! All the power in his body comes from the bloodline of the "Viking Ancestors". The physical potential fully stimulated by the "Water of the Gods" allows him to explode with power far beyond that of mortals simply relying on bones and muscles!

His actions simply cannot be controlled.

The blood ax split through the golden scales, making a crisp sound of gold and iron hitting each other. Another miserable wound appeared, but this time after all the scales and flesh were cut through, the lizard man's bright red blood began to flow out of his body.

And its blood is completely different from human blood!

When the lizard man's dark red blood was absorbed by the blood mist, the crimson mist that was already deep red quickly moved closer to dark purple. The continuous spiritual energy is absorbed by the blood axe, causing this dark red weapon to move closer to dark purple!

After obtaining the blood axe, Loki witnessed this change for the first time.

No time to think too much

He wielded the ax again!

Only this time, he was targeting Mutu's golden head!