Chapter 575 8.93 Newborn (2)

Chapter 575 93 New Life (2)

There is no "rule" to speak of when Vikings charge. Read М

More than 40 big men jumped up from the low hills, like a group of hungry wild boars, and rushed towards the East Land Shepherd who was leading the team to the seaside.

The Shepherd saw this group of strong men running towards him and rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe that what he saw was real.

Although they were wearing strange linen robes, they held axes and wore animal horns on their heads.

Obviously, this was a group of Vikings.

But the Vikings' land was only one-third of the English Islands and the barren Scandinavian Peninsula. How did this group of people pass through England, cross the English Channel, and walk hundreds of miles to the suburbs of Paris under the blockade of millions of troops?

How the hell did they do it? !

Unfortunately, Jerome didn't intend to give him any time to think.

Following Loki, he fought side by side with the hunters of Hanshui Village and fought an endless war for 4 years. In 4 years, he quickly transformed himself from a holy bishop copyist to a powerful warrior.

Because Vikings only follow the strong.

When the two countries are at war, the border line is the bottom of the highest resistance.

Wanting to launch a looting on the border line is tantamount to seeking death. For this reason, Jerome chose to rely on his powerful "sailors" to row the longboat at high speed through the Chosen Ones, and use the high mobility of the longboat "both sailing and crossing rivers, and people can carry it on their shoulders and over mountains and ridges" to float all the way from the English Isles to the suburbs of Paris.

In the human world, Paris is Loki's territory.

But in the underworld, it has long been occupied by the overwhelming undead of the East Land.

No one would be stupid enough to instigate looting near a hostile city with a population of one million.

But Jerome did just that.

This action seems risky, but if you think about it carefully, there are many advantages.

First of all, Paris City is already the rear area for the East Land Army at this time. Powerful Jindan and Yuanying cultivators generally gather at the front line to fight against the powerful Aesir. The most people waiting behind the front line are just a few Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Even if they encounter enemies, this 40-man combat team can completely crush them with strength.

Secondly, most of the undead that descended near Paris City are citizens of the "Normandy Kingdom" at this time. As long as they reveal their identities and deceive people, most people will follow them.

Noticing that a group of people were roaring and shouting not far away and rushing towards them. The shepherd and the guards around him panicked for a short time.

But after more than ten seconds, they found that the "army" charging from the opposite side had not many people, and their weapons and equipment looked extremely broken.

There were a total of 3 Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivators and 2 Mohist disciples wearing crossbows guarding the shepherd and escorting the fresh undead. Although there were only five guards, they were all registered disciples of the six major sects in the East Land.

They were not trash that could be manipulated by anyone.

The captain, who was the leader of the three, was the first to prepare for the battle. He swung out the flying sword on his waist cleanly and neatly.

The flying sword broke through the air and circled in the air not far in front of him. When it was about to pierce the captain's back, he jumped up and stood on the flying sword like a light leaf.

In the 10 breaths, the Viking pirates who were charging had approached them to a distance of only 50 meters.

"The sword cultivator is ready for battle!"

"Brothers, be careful of his flying sword, shield axemen show your shields!"

"After the sword cultivator takes off, the flying sword will come immediately!"

After entering the underworld, most of the battles that Jerome and his Viking brothers experienced were against powerful East Land monks. Countless companions used their lives as a price to summarize the method of "fighting the sword cultivator with a mortal body" for the surviving companions in Hanshui Village.

The pitch-black flying sword rubbed against the air violently, and almost instantly approached the front of the Viking pirates.

At this time, they were still 30 meters away from the three scouts, but this 30 meters was a distance that was absolutely difficult to pass. Facing the flying sword that broke through the air, Gulaul at the front of the team howled to the sky.

Thick black hair and sharp claws and saber teeth belonging to giant wolves appeared on his body. The "Greedy Wolf Pather" under the Hall of Hakkar had great power after transforming into a half-human, half-wolf monster.

Gulaul continued to charge forward with a huge round shield, and the flying sword pierced into the round shield with a thud.

The shattering sound that the sword cultivator expected did not appear, but instead the flying sword was controlled by a huge force.

Gulaul's huge wolf claws had already grasped the hilt of the flying sword.

Until this moment, the sword cultivators of Donglu realized that the group of Viking pirates charging towards them were all elite! What they held in front of them was not a wooden shield at all, but a thick layer of steel embedded behind the wooden board!

After all, the sword cultivators in the foundation building period are not Yuanying old monsters.

The flying swords they control can easily penetrate wood and human bodies, but cannot penetrate steel.

After piercing the thick steel plate, the flying sword was firmly fixed in it, and Gulauer in the werewolf state held the hilt tightly. The sword cultivator has completely lost control of the flying sword.

Without the flying sword, the sword cultivators have no power to fight back in front of the Viking pirates.

When he was about to cut into the enemy formation, Jerome spread his huge wings with shining silver light. While rushing into the sky, a ball of pale silver flame condensed on his broadsword and chain at the same time, slashing at the floating sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator subconsciously dodged and controlled the flying sword to fly down a few meters.

As a result, he just fell into Sartre's attack range.

13 years later, Sartre is still taciturn, but still makes people feel inexplicably reliable. When the sword cultivator just made a dodging move, the lasso in his hand had been thrown into the air.

The tough rope made of soft dragon tendons accurately wrapped around the sword cultivator's neck. Sartre pulled hard, and the power of the fire berserker in his blood was activated.

The sword cultivator in mid-air was like a kite with a broken string, and was immediately dragged onto the shallows!

Since entering the underworld, Jerome and Sartre have done the same cooperation countless times. During the war, the cultivation of the Donglu sword cultivators stationed in the rear was not high. When had he ever seen such a skilled ground cooperation?

Seeing that the captain only resisted for three breaths and then died immediately, the two Mohist disciples had just stuffed the short arrows into the crossbow, and Gulaul had already used his hands and feet, like a hungry wolf.

At this time, being behind the enemy, it was extremely important not to let any enemy escape during the battle. Once they attract a large force, this raiding team of only 40 people will encounter huge troubles.

Several javelins and short axes that broke through the air broke through the air, and hit the backs of the other two swordsmen along a strange but accurate arc. They fell into the dark mud of the underworld and lost their breath in a moment.

Holding a broadsword, Alfred, who looked "most like a normal person" among the Viking pirates, pierced the chest of the soul shepherd with a knife, and walked to the frightened undead.

"Uncles and brothers, you have been saved!"

The undead looked at each other, obviously not knowing what was going on in front of them. But on the other hand, Alfred knew in his heart that the "killing", which was very simple for the Viking pirates, had been completed.

The next step was the biggest difficulty of this operation.

How to convince these more than 100 fresh undead to follow him back to the English Isles was the most difficult part of the entire operation. They tried to tie up, threaten, and intimidate, but the results were extremely limited.

After many attempts, it was still the oldest "deception" of mankind that was the most effective.

Jerome, who possessed the Sequence 3 of the Path of Justice and the power of the "Angel of Judgment", had just landed and had not had time to fold his two huge wings of light. Alfred pointed at him and faced more than a hundred trembling undead.

"Did you see it?"

"We are sent by angels to save you!"

"You just died and fell into the hands of the devil. They want to escort you to the dark mine for endless labor!"

"It was the brave 6-winged angel who saved you! This is thanks to your devout prayers in the church every day when you were in the human world. It is your devout faith that allows you to still see the angel's reinforcements after falling into hell!"

Jerome's presence obviously calmed down this group of undead.

Most mortals in the Western Continent are devout believers of the Holy Lord. In the human world, there are not many opportunities to see the demigod-level Chosen Ones. After death, they appear in this strange plane covered by the red moon. An angel came forward to kill the demon who "escorted" them.

This seems to be in line with the story compiled in the Bible.

"We need to leave as soon as possible, otherwise if we delay for a while, a few more big demons will come, and we won't be able to resist their capture."

The undead born in the underworld are not fools.

Most of them are adults who have survived for 40 or 50 years in the human world. Death only deprives them of their bodies, but does not erase their memories.

They still have the same level of thinking ability as mortals.

"But sir, if you are angels, why would you travel on a Viking longship?"

"Yes, don't these things belong to those evil sea robbers?"

"Ahem" Jerome, who put away his light wings, couldn't help blushing when he heard this. Even though he has worked with Loki for so long, he still hasn't learned the leader's ability to keep his face calm and speak nonsense.

Among the few people, Guraul is good at fighting and not good at speaking. Sartre is even more taciturn. If he doesn't need to, he can even live in complete silence for a week without saying a word.

This skill was only inherited by Alfred.

Combined with his dazzling golden hair and the noble temperament from his blood, it is quite convincing.

"Haha, fellow countrymen, you don't understand!"

"We, a group of devout believers of the Holy Lord, must disguise ourselves as those evil Viking pirates when entering the devil's territory! Otherwise, how can we rescue you from the hands of the devil without any danger?"

"When the Holy Lord Christ created the angels, he gave all of us supreme wisdom. Only we dare to enter such a dangerous hell and try to save you, a group of lost lambs"

"Yes"

The undead nodded to each other, feeling that what Alfred said made a lot of sense. In the biblical stories, those heroes who cut through thorns and saved people from fire and water often need to use some extraordinary means that are not understood by the world in order to more perfectly implement the will of the Holy Lord Christ.

"Don't mention it, their outfits are strangely similar."

"This angel, please quickly withdraw your magical powers and don't attract the demons again."

Everyone present tightened their faces and tried not to smile. Jerome's face turned red. Before his death, he would never use such a deceptive method to obtain population.

However, after entering the underworld, under the oppression of Darwin's law, he had to make changes if he wanted his friends around him to continue to survive.

Seeing that this verbal deception had achieved the desired effect, Jerome waved his hand, and the Viking pirates began to push the half-believing and half-doubting French undead onto the longboat.

"May the holy light shine on this God-forsaken land one day"

"If a woman's belly can still give birth to a child, why would it be so hard?"

As Jerome recited softly, all the undead were loaded onto the longboat. However, at this moment, several layers of dark ripples appeared out of thin air in the dark river water on one side of the longboat.

A figure emerged from the center of the black water in the rippling water.

Jerome looked at him, his eyes widened in horror.

"Loki?"