Rebirth of the Viking King

The next morning, everyone stepped on the embers of the flames and set off again.

I walked like a zombie for a whole day, and still saw the endless frozen sea in front of me.

The four Lokis were out of ammunition and food.

Tonight, after careful consideration, Loki made a crucial decision. He decided to release the remaining seven sled dogs from the lasso and walk freely so that they could get enough rest.

The rest of the journey was completed by four living people pulling a sleigh.

Such a choice is really helpless.

Exploring the New World is not a one-way journey. After all, they still have to think about how to return to the coast. If all seven sled dogs died from exhaustion, even if they finally found the fleet ship left by Xiao Lu frozen in the ice and unable to sail, they would still have to rely on the sled dogs to return to the ship.

Whether they are pulling carts or serving as food, the remaining dogs must survive.

There wasn’t a lot of supplies on the sled at this point. All the food taken from the ship had been exhausted, and the car still contained a few bear skins to keep out the cold, a can of kerosene for starting fires, a few ravens for communication, and the cross that Lawrence had been carrying on his back. No matter how devout he was to the Holy Bishop, he had not eaten water or rice for several days and was walking on the endless ice fields.

He really couldn't carry it anymore.

"Boss, do you think we can find land alive?" The only person still alive and kicking at this time was Mr. Gore. Although he is over 50 years old, this new Chosen One seems to have endless strength.

At this time, he was using his dominant right arm to pull the sled behind him. Beside him, Loki was pulling another rope.

"Damn, it's hard for me to believe that I would say such a thing, but our lives are no longer in our hands."

"Haha! You have obtained the 'Thunder God Path'. I guess that old guy Thor will be very willing to listen to your story. As for me?"

"I don't even know if I am still a human being in my current state! Not to mention the Hall of Valor after my death, I am not sure whether I can be put into Asgard by the guards!"

The two of them talked incessantly, while using all their strength to walk on the boundless cold ice field.

That afternoon Emma collapsed.

Later, Lawrence collapsed. Neither Loki nor Old Gore spoke. They just silently threw him onto the sleigh and continued to pull him forward.

I walked away mechanically for an unknown amount of time. Loki felt his legs getting weaker and weaker, and his steps became heavier. At this time, his brain was groggy and he had almost lost the ability to think.

Looking back, I saw that only 5 of the 7 sled dogs remained.

As for when the missing two pieces disappeared, he had no idea. After acting like a zombie on the frozen sea for so long, his brain seemed to have been frozen by low temperature, losing most of his thinking ability.

All he knows now is moving forward.

He can't stop.

Once you stop, you will die.

**

On this day, the sun went down and never rose again. Loki put the rope made of soft steel around his chest and walked forward with his eyes closed like a tracker pulling a boat on the river.

When was the last time you opened your eyes?

Oh, open it and take a look.

As far as the eye could see, there was still a dark, frozen sea.

As he walked, he felt his knees getting weaker and weaker, until finally both knees seemed to want to bend involuntarily into a half-kneeling position.

Suddenly, the iron rope pulled him and staggered to the ground. Looking back, Old Gore finally collapsed on the ice due to exhaustion.

Among the four people who set off, he was the only one left who could still move.

Loki let out a long sigh. At this moment, he wanted to lie down on the ice and get it over with. Pulling a cart for days made his whole body sore and his spirit extremely exhausted. In the eternal night, he didn't know how long they had spent or how far they had traveled on the ice.

After falling on his back, he didn't stand up again for a long time.

The sky is dark tonight. The passing of the bright moon and stars makes. Loki turned his back to the sky and slowly closed his eyes. He felt that if he died like this, he wouldn't have much regret.

"Brother Ahai, I have avenged your blood! If you enter the Hall of Valor, it doesn't matter what the gods are."

"I just want to find you and drink twice as much with you."

Wow!

At this moment, a crow's crow sounded in his ears. Loki chuckled, "Brother, did you hear my summons?"

Wow!

The crows of crows became increasingly dense, and Loki slowly closed his eyes. Legend has it that this is when the god-king Odin greets his people, he will use the raven to guide their souls.

But in the next second, he sat up in a desperate struggle.

crow? ?

How could there be crows in the sea? !

After brushing off the broken ice on his cheeks with his big cold hands, Loki's eyes widened and he realized that a huge crow was standing in front of him. Dong-dong-dong, it was pecking at the bearskin boots on the soles of its feet with its pitch-black beak.

Everything in front of me is not my imagination.

"Brother Gore, Miss Emma!" He shouted with all his strength, but at this time, his vocal cords had been filled with too much air-conditioning from many days of tireless pulling. When he spoke suddenly, his voice could only make a hoarse noise.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

More and more crows were approaching, which alerted the sled dogs. The sled dogs barked at the crows, and the ship's doctor Nightingale, who had been lying like a corpse on the sled for several days, woke up. He moved his almost frozen hands and softly recited the Gospel of the Holy Light.

“The Lord Jehovah is the light of the world”

"Follow him, and mortals will stay away from darkness and bathe in the light of life."

A soft holy light rose from between his hands, like a small flare. On the vast frozen sea, Loki used this weak light source to finally see an old sail hanging near the horizon not far away.

And behind the sail, the endless black mountain peaks!

"Look! What is that?!"

After shaking Old Gore vigorously, Loki used the remaining strength of his hands to shake the old man out of his drowsiness. After sleeping on the sled for several days, Gor Marash obviously lost a lot of weight, but his spirit was still strong.

Turning over and sitting up, Mr. Gore rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Head! This is not my imagination!

That's the broken sail! "After a long period of freezing and hunger, Mr. Gore's voice sounded like sawdust rubbing against steel.

"That's land!"

"Hahaha! Even if the old man dies tomorrow, I can still brag to the gods around me while holding the ale that I once found land in the Arctic sea of ​​ice!"

"I can be considered the number one among the Vikings!"