Rebirth of the Viking King

"I see you have discovered the portal we sealed?"

A feminine voice came from behind. Loki turned around and saw an old Viking with an old face through the torch in his hand.

Judging from his face, he was already very old. His face was like a walnut that had been dried for many years, with deep ravines all over it. He was hunched over, and although he was wearing the blue costume belonging to the Storm Angel, he had to rely on the crutches in his hands to stand stably in place.

"I recognize you. You are the only son of Mangos Starago!"

"I heard what you said to the Slavs at the entrance of the cave. Haha, I didn't expect that the famous 'Mangus' would actually give birth to a rebellious descendant. Leading the aliens to burn the holy mountain, how will you enter the heroic spirit after your death? Meeting the ancestors of the 'Starago Family' in the palace?"

Facing the old man's question, Loki narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

(The fact that this person can call daddy by name shows that he has been paying attention to our family for a long time!) (When did I come into his sight?)

Observing his surroundings keenly, he discovered that the 500 Slavic slave workers who had followed him underground had now disappeared!

You know, since they entered the underground, no fighting has broken out here.

Where have all the Slavic slave laborers around me gone?

In addition, why is this old man who is so old that he is almost falling apart so calm in front of him? He faced himself alone, as slack as a dry rag in the sun.

Loki's intuition told him that there must be more secrets hidden in this man.

"Old man, why are you sealing the portal to Asgard here?" Loki asked the first question calmly, and then slowly pulled out the blood ax from his back.

"Haha, you know that this is a portal, which means you must have seen the 'Ancient Gods' and their relics."

"You really want to know the answer to this question?"

Loki nodded,

"Haha, you will know soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Loki's ears immediately heard the sound of chains slipping. He raised his axe, and saw a tall giant with half of his body rotten suddenly walking out of the shadows in front of him!

This giant is nearly 5 meters tall. One of his thighs and most of his body have been rotted and broken. Soft and moist rotten flesh and dozens of white maggots as big as an adult's arm fell from his upper body.

At the same time, there was a pungent stench.

Loki pulled out the blood axe. He did not charge forward rashly, but steadily retreated step by step. The Slavic serfs following him disappeared, and at the same time, this giant was a creature he was not good at fighting.

The thing's entire body was almost completely decomposed.

This rotten creature does not have any blood in its body that he can use.

However, just after taking two steps back, Loki discovered that a hard "wall" had been installed on his back. Looking back, he found that his position had turned into a cage made of light circles.

The dividing line between light and darkness is the limit of how far his feet can retreat.

"Young man from the Starago family, now that you have entered the Holy Mountain, why don't you always think about getting out? Since you are so interested in Asgard, then of course I have an obligation to tell you what you need to face!"

The squirming maggots on the ground were about to crawl in front of him. Loki trampled them hard, and the soles of his feet made bursts of sounds like exploding watermelons. A strong stench immediately emanated from the maggot corpses, almost making him dizzy.

Looking into the old eyes of the old man not far away, Loki said in a deep voice: "Rotation is definitely not a magic born in Scandinavia! It's too cold and too dry here!"

"I would never believe you are one of the Storm Acolytes guarding this place!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

**

The old man did not answer Loki's question. He just stood aside quietly, watching the rotten giant and Loki fight.

He fought this battle very hard.

After coming out of the submerged city, he took stock carefully and was surprised to find that all the wars he had experienced were actually in a rich blood mist fantasy.

He is so dependent on the spiritual energy and power obtained in the blood mist that he can hardly fight without the blood mist.

But now faced with this rotten giant. He found that the blood he dropped on the ground had no effect at all!

Since the battle began, the rotten flesh all over the body of the rotten giant has been dripping with stinking rotten mucus, and more and more wriggling maggots are falling from the wounds in his body. These bugs will also emit large amounts of acidic mucus after death.

The entire ground has almost turned into a pool of slime!

When the blood from Loki's wound fell to the ground, the unknown foul-smelling liquid actually neutralized the psychic energy in the blood, turning the red blood into another substance.

Although the rotten giant itself moves slowly and its attack moves are not powerful, Loki, who lost the blood mist, also became as fragile as a mortal. The indestructible blood ax cannot absorb any spiritual energy and becomes a stone slab without an edge.

He himself would not have the almost endless energy in the blood mist. After just a few minutes, the heavy blood ax left him breathless and unsustainable.

(There must be something wrong!)

(All of this old guy's techniques are as if they were deliberately designed for me. Only someone who is extremely familiar with my fighting style can design a situation that will defeat me like this.)

(But then again, when did I attract the attention of these Storm Acolytes?)

(Three months ago, I was just the village chief of a poor village like Hanshui Village. It was not worth their time and energy to study me!)

After just 5 minutes, the heavy blood ax already made his arms feel weak. The acid gas on the ground evaporated into white smoke, and when inhaled into his lungs, he felt a strong dizziness.

After spitting out a large mouthful of acidic water, the Rotting Giant seized the opportunity and punched him in the stomach!

Loki felt like he was soaring in the clouds. Although most of this unknown ancient giant's body has completely rotted, his power is still extraordinary.

His body hit the wall of the illusion formed by the black shadow, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. When he fell to the ground, the palm of his left hand accidentally touched the golden ripples in the red blood.

It was this little bit of spiritual energy in the space that supported him in opening the black portal in the palm of his left hand.