Rebirth of the Viking King

That night, Loki did not sleep all night. He took out the Tang Dynasty black gunpowder that he had finally dried and discussed with the two craftsmen, Sangji and Goel, for a long time. At dawn, the two went out and rode their horses straight out of the village.

They disappeared outside the village before dawn.

When the sun rose, Loki personally handed the [Seal of Blood Sacrifice] that he had kept close to his body to Wen Zof.

He transported the [Blood Creator Stone Sculpture] to the seaside cave entrance where the last three-masted ship was hidden overnight. When the sun was high in the sky, Wen Zof, the chief steward of Hanshui Village, led more than 30 children in the village and seven or eight elderly people who were nearly 60 years old to this place.

These elderly people were so old that they could not lift axes or draw bows and arrows. Letting them guard the village, their only function was to spray their blood on the enemy.

In the face of the war, everyone must exert all their energy. The old man's remaining energy was to help Wen Zof take care of these naughty children.

The children carried pickled meat and food, as well as bedding, kerosene and other daily necessities on their thin shoulders. They stood in a neat row in front of the huge three-masted ship. Hanshui Village does not support idle people, and these children began to help their families with groceries at a very young age.

It was not difficult for them to carry goods.

In a hidden corner behind the ship, Wen Zov used trembling hands to insert the [Seal of Blood Sacrifice] into the forehead of the bloody stone sculpture of the Creator. With a flash of glare, a black light appeared from the eyes of the statue, forming a huge portal five meters high.

Shocked is not enough to describe Wen Zov's mood at this time. But at this time, the life of Hanshui Village has entered the countdown, and Loki does not have much time for him to sigh at the greatness of the Creator.

"This is the biggest secret we discovered last time we went out to sea! The portal connects to a city that exists on the seabed. For the time being, this is your best hiding place."

"That is a silent dead city! You will appear in a wide hall. There is also a similar statue in the center of the hall. Don't go too far from this hall. Especially tell these children not to eat any corals, algae, and plants they have never seen in the city without permission!"

Seeing that Loki looked quite serious, Wen Zof nodded.

"My dear steward, Hanshui Village is in danger in this crisis. So I asked you to bring enough food for four months! Every month, you use this mark to teleport out and see if there is a piece of white cloth hanging on this statue."

"If there is, it means we have resisted the attack."

"If not, in the spring of next year, Blind Mountain Blood Pigeon of Blood Pigeon Town will find this cave entrance to check the ship. You come out of the portal in the same way. He will find a way for you to survive."

After explaining to Wen Zof, Loki squatted down gently and faced the more than 30 children. The Viking children were born fair and handsome. Loki stared at their blue eyes and gently stroked their slightly yellow hair.

These children had only eaten meat for a month! Their skin had just begun to show a healthy and shiny luster, and the hair on their heads gradually became hard. The older ones pulled their younger brothers and sisters, and some newborns were even held in their arms.

Many children had no idea what was going on, and there were tears in the corners of their eyes.

He gently patted everyone's cheek. Loki took out a bag of Eller III silver coins, which was the last property of Hanshui Village.

There were still fifty or so in the bag.

"In my hometown, we call this New Year's money." As he spoke, he took out the silver coins one by one and stuffed them into the children's hands.

"Remember, if you are reduced to living under someone else's roof, find a time when no one is around to dig a hole under the big tree outside your home and bury this silver coin! When you grow up and can pick up a weapon, use this silver coin to exchange for a weapon and a set of armor, and leave home to venture out on your own, understand!"

"The descendants of my Hanshui Village will never be a dog that lives under someone else's roof and wags its tail to beg for mercy!"

The children nodded in ignorance. Loki looked at them and was surprised to find that he could call out the names of every child.

At the end of the team stood a little girl who was only 5 years old. Compared with a group of strong Slavic children around her, she was very thin, and her eyes were dodging and extremely shy.

The 5-year-old girl tried her best to hold a large bag of flour on her head. The scattered white flour sprinkled on her body made her look dirty, like a little cat.

Loki walked in front of her and squatted gently to take the flour off her head. This is a child he took special care of.

This is a deaf-mute child.

When he carried her back from the Slavic village during the last raid, Loki discovered that she could not hear or speak. The "common" way of dealing with Vikings was to throw such children into the sea to avoid wasting food. Loki stood on the beach for a whole day that day and could not bear to do so.

When he returned to the village, he named her "Sophie".

Sophie was unusually well-behaved. She knew she had defects, so she was always the last one to get food, and she deliberately ate very little at every meal, starving herself to be thin.

Despite this, the little girl worked very hard. She was very skilled in scrubbing the floor, kneading dough, and lighting a fire, which were not jobs for young children. The women in the village felt sorry for her and often left some bread and roasted meat for her, but the little girl would only eat a few scraps and share the essence with her strong companions.

This was a sensible child who made people feel sorry for her.

"Sophie." When Loki looked at Sophie's flour-covered face, his nose felt slightly sore. He knew that the girl was standing at the end of the queue on purpose.

If there is no money to take, she will not take it.

Opening the money bag, he put all the remaining seven silver coins into Sophie's hands.

"You're not allowed to give it to others, you know?"

"In my hometown, only parents can name their children. I gave your name to you! When people ask you about it in the future, just say your name is Sophie Starrag. Your father's name is "

After saying this, Loki couldn't hold himself any longer. He looked up at the sky and tried his best to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Your father is Loki Starrag from Coldwater Village!"

"You are my eldest daughter! Do you understand!"

As he spoke, he put the big ax left by his father into Sophie's hand.

Although Sophie couldn't hear, big tears began to flow from her eyes. She stretched out her two thin arms to pick up the ax with all her strength, and pushed it to the top of her head with difficulty in an awkward posture. This is the only way children can lift heavy objects.

Loki shed two lines of tears instantly. Unable to bear to look any further, he gently pushed her into the portal.

This meeting will most likely be a farewell.

The children around him entered the portal one by one. Before Wentsov entered, he turned back and said, "Village Chief, why me?"

"I have participated in countless bloody battles with the old village chief. After picking up a weapon, I can also fight with those mountain bastards!"

Loki shook his head slightly, then slowly pulled out the Seal of Blood Sacrifice and handed it into his hand.

"Hanshui Village can be without anyone, but it cannot be without you!"

"If Hanshui Village is really favored by the gods in the sky and can survive this catastrophe, I still need you to continue to manage this big family for me."

The portal will continue to use the remaining energy for a period of time after the Blood Sacrifice Seal is removed. After Wenzov entered, the black door of light slowly dissipated and finally disappeared.

At this point, Loki no longer had any last worries.