Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 623 46

Red has followed Ge Lin since he was born and started working as a laborer in the West. Google search reading

Ge Lin took him constantly to and from the mansions of aristocratic merchants. Like all ordinary people of ordinary origin in the Western Continent, they worked hard every day in exchange for food on their plates.

Reid, who grew up in this environment, did not receive a day of combat training.

Not to mention putting on armor and wielding a broadsword like a knight.

Even if he lacks a father, no one will teach him the farming style.

But this did not affect his future "growth" at all.

At the age of 12, when he walked out of the manor and picked up a broadsword for the first time, he tracked the prince along the way, pierced the guard's chest with the broadsword, and finally cut off the prince's head.

He is as skillful as cutting a steak on a dinner plate.

When everyone in a suffering ethnic group is forced by the environment to take up arms and fight for life every day, "battle" eventually becomes a common "national memory" hidden deep in the genes of the tribe.

This kind of memory will not disappear with the changes in the fantasy world and the way of growth.

It will always be there, waiting to be awakened.

Reid is the last descendant of the Blood Pigeon tribe. The "boiling blood" surging in his body allowed him to obtain combat abilities far beyond those of his kind through the "God-given" method.

This ability requires no thinking or training, and is hidden in his intuition and subconscious.

A little awakening and it ignites like wildfire.

Approaching behind the Red Skull while running wildly, Red revealed his axe, and first struck a thunderous blow at its weak knee joint. The necromancer who had just condensed his body obviously did not expect that an axe-wielding boy suddenly appeared behind him.

He hurriedly blocked it with his broadsword, but he obviously underestimated the speed of the ax in Red's hand.

Although it is just a large ax used for chopping firewood, it has a simple and powerful desolate texture when wielded in Reid's hand. The big ax hit the Necromancer's knee joint accurately before the broadsword arrived.

Although muscles and Achilles tendons had begun to grow outside the red bones, the ax still stabbed through its knees.

The Necromancer let out a painful cry, his body inevitably lost balance, and he stumbled to the ground.

The ancient dead souls hiding in the dark rooms of the manor are also not vegetarians.

The brief loss of balance did not cause him to panic. The moment he fell to the ground, the palm wrapped in red flesh stretched out to the sky, gathering rich spiritual energy in the shape of a circle.

The psychic vortex dissipated rapidly and flowed into the soil beneath its feet.

The sound of crying and howling sounded again.

It was the soul of the dead sleeping underneath who was summoned and dug hard into the soil to break out.

It had only been one day since the Red family entered the manor. His job was to turn over the soil and weed. However, in just one day, he had not even finished the outside of the manor, let alone cleaned up the inside of the manor.

He could never have imagined that there were so many undead zombies buried in the central courtyard of Nicholson Mansion.

What's even more terrifying is that 72 years ago, the entire manor had been cleaned up by the Crusaders.

During the time the Nicholson family lived here, countless mortals were lured into the manor and brutally killed, and then turned into living corpses that could be controlled.

Although he was surrounded, Red's eyes were bright and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Calmly holding the big ax high, the simple logging ax whipped out a desolate and primitive ring in his hand, hitting all the wet undead crawling out of the soil with extreme accuracy.

The reinforcements summoned by the Necromancer using his spiritual energy were immediately resolved within 1 second with just one attack.

Even though the ghosts of the Nicholson family have been living in the mortal world for hundreds of years, this is the first time he has seen such skillful and foolish martial arts.

Just as newborn babies cry and suck, they can talk and chew food as they grow a little. Many instincts engraved deep in genes do not need to be taught at all, they will be learned naturally when time comes.

For the Vikings, who were all warriors, their children could kill with knives the next second they picked up weapons.

This is not an unusual skill in Scandinavia.

But Red is obviously more powerful than them.

The remaining blood of "Bloody Conqueror" Olaf was completely awakened in his body.

Everyone can put bread in their mouth, chew it, and swallow it.

The same goes for Red, who wields his ax and kills 6 undead with one blow.

Although the Necromancer is powerful, he cannot cast spells continuously. He had already summoned the undead once when hunting Night Angel, and summoned another wave after seeing Red.

Even though he had buried many rotting corpses under the courtyard in the center of the manor, they could not withstand such squandering in front of Red's axe.

He was unable to escape when his right knee was broken by a big axe. He was inside the magic sealing circle. The magic circle that Guizi summed up after hundreds of years of refining ghosts and eliminating demons was extremely powerful and was being eaten away every minute and every second. There is not much spiritual energy left in its body.

If he couldn't get rid of the young man in front of him as quickly as possible, he would once again fall into a double-attack situation when the bird-man with a pair of fleshy wings also killed the rotting corpse.

He must find a way to avoid this crisis.

In a desperate situation, the necromancer reached out and broke off a red rib near the chest, holding it in his hand to form a rather sharp short spear.

Facing the direction of Red's advance, the old ghost jumped up and tried to pierce the broken bone into his chest. However, Red turned slightly sideways, and the bone spear moved off his chest and pierced his shoulder.

Being stuck in the bones and joints makes it difficult to make any progress.

The dark and rich corpse energy poured into his body along the red bone spear. This was a blow that the necromancer was determined to win. More than seventy years ago, he used this heavy technique to successfully kill many clerics in the Crusaders.

But what he met today was obviously not the group of people who were afraid of death.

When blood spurted out of his body, Red felt his whole body becoming unbearably hot. When he opened his mouth to breathe, pure white steam began to emit from his mouth and the pores of his skin.

The Necromancer was so loose that every trace of "death energy" in his body was ruthlessly expelled.

"Haha, the feeling of pain is so charming!"

"Sure enough, it is most comfortable to pick up a weapon and fight head-on!"

After the injury, Red did not feel much pain. A steady stream of mysterious power gathered into his arms from nowhere in his body. He calmly threw away the logging ax in his hand and pulled out the bone spear that had pierced his shoulder blade with his backhand.

Pierce hard along the eye sockets of the necromancer's newly formed eyes!

The sharp bone spear pierced the Necromancer's crimson skull smoothly. Amidst the painful wail of the monster, Red turned back and didn't look at him again.

His pounding heart indicated that he was extremely excited at this time.

He urgently needs to find his next target.

The group of undead and the hard-fighting "Night Angel" not far away were obviously delicacies served in front of them.

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Every peripheral member who joins the Illuminati has more or less some secrets that belong only to himself, otherwise no one would be willing to serve this group of lizard people wearing human skin.

Old Walder is looking for the "Sinking City" and obtains the inherited power of the Scarlet Creator.

Lan Bixue, an abandoned disciple of the "Yushan Sword Sect", wanted to find a place to stay during his escape.

Magda "Crowfeather" wanted to use the power of the Illuminati to regain the country that her elder brother usurped the throne.

The same goes for Archbishop Donald Luma of the "Night Angel Church".

From the outside, Donald appears to be a civilized priest in his early thirties. On weekdays, he is a gentle person. When he comes in and out of the church every day, he will reach out his hands to touch the cheeks of children and talk cordially with all the congregants in the church.

Even the "saint" Euseubi who promoted him from a mortal man along the way never imagined that the Kekao priest he promoted along the way would be a different kind of person behind his back.

Donald Luma's situation is somewhat similar to Red Blood Pigeon.

Red is the last bloodline of the "Blood Dove Tribe" among the Viking sea people, while Donald is the last descendant of the "Night Angel Church".

The only remaining believer in the world is the fallen angel Chrismo "The Malice".

At its peak, the Night Angel Church had more than a thousand disciples around the world. However, times have changed, and with the rise of the Holy Bishop Church and their continuous attack on the belief in evil gods, more and more mortals have chosen to leave the church and join the disciples of other gods.

After all, there are many types of outer gods and ancient gods.

In this era, there is more than one way to gain power. Instead of living under the hatred and pursuit of the Holy Bishop Church every day, it is better to practice other ancient god beliefs.

Especially in the past ten years, as long as you have enough gold and silver in your pocket, the promotion potions you pass through Hall of Valor 13 can be obtained through gold and silver.

Whether it is the "Berser Path" or "Giant Path" that can be used in battle, or the "Fisherman Path" or "Sailor Path" that can be used in life.

Even drinking and playing "Siren Path" and "Raven Path"

Find the shop under the command of the Viking princess "Mehlantine O'Sullivan" and buy it with gold and silver.

Having become Odin's people, even if the people of the Holy Bishop Church saw it, they would not dare to provoke this group of furious lunatics.

This alone defeats most of the evil god beliefs in the world.

In AD810, three fallen angels at the peak of the Night Angel Church

"Grudge" Chrismore

"Hate" Isai

"Revenge" Alvin

Only one person remains.

Among the three promotion paths for subordinates, the "Night Sister Path" under "Hate" Isai has completely lost its members. Although the "Dark Feather Angel" under "Vengeance" Erwin still has sporadic descendants, most of them have Put on mortal clothes and live a secluded life.

They are so hidden that the current president, Donald Luma, has no idea of ​​their whereabouts.

According to his understanding, he may be the only one left among the "Battle Angel" pathers under "Resentment" Chrismo at this time. The current situation is truly a lonely one for Donald.

He thought for a long time about how to prevent this evil sect, which had been inherited for eight hundred years, from becoming extinct in his hands.

The first step is to use the similarities between the "Night Angel Church" and the "Holy Bishop Church" to blend into the Holy Bishop Church.

"Darkness under the lamp" is always the unchanging truth for lurkers. Hiding in the big tree of the Holy Bishop can at least avoid the other party's suspicion of oneself to the greatest extent.

Only in this way can we survive.

This is only the first step.

After his life was temporarily free of worries, the second step Donald needed to think about was how to continue the broken church in his hands. It is obvious that in his current situation, he has no one in hand, no money, and he can only wear a mask every day while lurking in the Holy Episcopal Church.

Not to mention restoring the glory of the church, even saving one's life is a matter that requires every effort every day.

Taking refuge in the Illuminati became his only option.

When "Lord of Twilight" Fitzroy and "Lord of Shadow" XX were still questioning his loyalty, "Lord of Disaster" Bertug first discovered the redeeming qualities of this man.

When a person lives only by one belief, the energy he can unleash is extremely huge. This person made it clear that he wanted to gain profits from the Illuminati, but having said that, how many peripheral members of the entire Illuminati joined for the great dream of the lizard people?

"Follow me. When our clan succeeds, it will be the day when the Night Angel Church replaces the Holy Bishop."

Only a few years after joining the Illuminati, after seeing with his own eyes the various abilities displayed by the "Lord of Disaster" Bertug, Donald was already convinced of his power.

He always obeyed the tasks assigned by Bertug.

During the day, the honest ship's priest in his snow-white robe preached a sermon in Hagia Sophia. At night, he would put on another set of clothes and faithfully perform every task assigned by the sect master.

Today's ambush operation targets several servants in a noble manor.

According to common sense, such an easy job does not require the help of peripheral members of Donald's level. Even "Lord of Disaster" Bertug didn't know why he finally sent him to Nicholson Manor.

But they never expected that today they would actually kick a piece of iron plate that was hidden deeply.

But Donald was able to get into the eyes of "Lord of Disaster" Bertug, and he was obviously not a soft persimmon who could be exploited by others.

Red Blood Pigeon, who was holding a wood-cutting ax, suddenly rushed into the magic circle. His target turned out to be the necromancer who summoned evil spirits. Donald knew in his heart that this man was not his reinforcements.

He is a third party force that appears out of thin air.

When Red wielded his ax and fought with the undead of the Nicholson family, Donald shook his flesh wings and escaped from the siege of the undead. After taking off briefly, he used the power given to him by the "War Angel" to rush up to a big tree and hang upside down on the trunk like a bat.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

He was waiting for an opportunity to take action secretly.

When Red finally chopped the Necromancer to the ground, he raised his ax and was about to strike the final blow.

Donald spread his wings atop the dead tree.

In the dark night sky, he was like a quiet bat, gliding silently behind Reid.

Then he showed his dagger and pierced his chest smoothly!