"Wha, what?" Although he couldn't move, it didn't prevent Bujold from hearing the shocking secrets told by the lord in a calm tone.
This is a completely unrecorded history of Thirsk. The recorded version is this:
The fallen wolf Unjac was as big as an ox and his fur was as white as freshly fallen snow. Hrosmund chopped off one of the wolf's legs, and Unjac devoured the mighty Nord, leaving only his great ax behind. As a lesson from the failure of man against the beast. The warriors of Thirsk marched towards the mountains filled with grief and anger, looking for the fallen wolf they called the bane of Horosmund, and avenging the death of Horosmund in the wolf's belly. Eventually they work together to kill Onjachi, sharing its roast like a family (OMG...were they eating Hrosmund's flesh?).
"It is not difficult to guess that with the deep infection of lycanthropy, Red Hrosmund and the fallen wolf Unjac began to fight for control of the body. Before the final loss of sanity, you chopped off the beast that had transformed into a beast. One leg. But it completely angered the wolf soul and transformed into the fallen wolf Unjaqi. Because the 'body' could not be found, in the current version of the legend, 'Unjaqi swallowed the powerful Nord' '." The Lord finished the story calmly: "Then when the sad and angry Thirsk warriors avenged you, killed the Corrupted Wolf and ate its roasted meat, the greatest curse in Southheim was born."
"All warriors of Thirsk's Mead Hall who follow the 'Way of Hrothmund' must gain your approval before they can become Chieftains of Thirsk. So when they enter your tomb and seize your battle axe, these The palms of powerful warriors have been quietly engraved with your 'Hrosmund's Curse Brand'. Even if these chiefs of the Thirsk Mead Hall who believe in the Pantheon die holding their swords, they will not be able to receive the kiss of doom after death. To Sohngarde. But all cursed, into your tomb, into your axe, and ultimately devoured by you. Feeding your fallen wolf soul. Just like not so long ago, I was in the corrupted star of Azura The evil dark soul I encountered. Just like you, he spreads terrifying legends to deceive the fishermen of the great lake."
"Oh my god..." The fear in Bujold's heart could not be increased.
"Who are you?" The werewolf shadow asked fiercely.
"I am Wu Chen. A simple planeswalker, Lord Baron Ximu." As he spoke, fireworks ignited at his fingertips, and the infectious charm amulet suddenly grew in size. It is the remnant human soul that was swallowed up by the amulet of the ugly and huge red Hrosmund.
"Come, my bane!" The healthy remnant soul swallowed by the amulet of infectious charm is as heroic as the legend.
"No, no, no -" One red and one black, two huge demon souls immediately struggled with each other. The scene of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking was very similar to the legendary human-wolf war that never happened.
In the end, they killed each other, and the exhausted human-wolf fighting souls were crushed by the interlocking magic rings, turning into the purest spiritual energy and gathering into a new ring: the fallen werewolf "Hrosmund Unjacchi Ring" . And transformed the "Nord Carved Spell Ring Armor" worn by Chieftain Bujold into the "Thirsk Spell Ring": "Heart Ring of Secret Fire" + "Hrosmund Unjachi Shaped Ring" + " Psychic Bottom Ring" + "Golden Tree Upper Ring" + "Storm Granted Ring" + "Magic Bracelet".
Due to the transmission effect of "Hrothmund's Curse Brand", almost at the same time, all the warriors in the Thirsk Mead Hall who wore "Nord's Engraved Ring Armor" were transformed into "Thirsk Ring Armor".
"Well done, my Baron Ximu." Wu Chen heard Jinai's gentle whisper again.
"It's my honor, Gine." Of course Wu Chen could understand that the goddess did this to correct the belief that was distorted by Red Hrosmund. Only by ending all this can the warriors of Thirsk's Mead Hall return to the faith of the ancient Nords. Die with a Sword Head to Songard's Hall of Courage for a never-ending revelry.
When the female chief Bujold, whose eyes were full of light, struggled to pull out the tomahawk, the heroic spirits of the previous chiefs who were swallowed by the tomahawk transformed into war spirits and flew out one after another:
Horosmund Red, Isgeiro Whitebo, Einar, Jisl Sauer, Einar the Younger, Gjotgarro, Emily Bonteku, Solom Stormslayer , Egrive, Cacchino Aurelia, Elgar Bearskinner, Falki Fatty, Svana Knife, Bernier Whitebeard, Hilde Runwolf, Gilgon Colossus, Verbek Stone, Harknir Greenhand...
"So, just as the wrath of the Red Eagle is the bane of the Red Eagle, Hrosmund's battle ax is also the bane of Hrosmond." The Lord spoke highly of this "Soul Battle Ax".
"She can share the 'Chief's Spirit' with the warriors of Thirsk's Mead Hall. Just like Valkyrie Sweeneyhilde can summon the spirit of the heroine Goldhandled Glass from Sognard to help her. "It's rare that Goddess Ji Nei is also in a good mood: "Huh?"
"What's the matter, Gine?" the lord asked hurriedly.
"She... chose to sacrifice." Goddess Gine seemed to be surprised: "What a nice girl."
Sacrifice is really about letting go, lifting the curse. Let these chieftains' war spirits imprisoned by Horosmund's battle ax go to the paradise dreamed by the Nords-Songard.
Wu Chen suddenly thought of a possibility: "Will he be swallowed by Alduin?"
"No." Goddess Gine said with a smile: "That greedy dragon will only devour the souls wandering around the whalebone bridge."
"Ah..." Seeing all the chiefs' war spirits ascending to heaven, the lord felt sincerely happy for them.
"A gift for you." Obtain enough sacrifices, especially when the "Gate to Heaven" to Sognard is briefly opened. Goddess Gine sent down a tornado in a happy mood.
It seems like a vortex connecting Sognard and the present world. In the storm coming from the Hall of Courage, a figure suddenly spread its wings.
Dispelled the last storm.
"Valkyrie Viktoria at your service, my lord."
The Valkyrie's expanded wings are filled with the power of the surging storm. Compared to the angel's "Holy Light Wings", the female warrior's storm wings are closer to real wings in terms of texture and texture.
"Okay, Victoria." The lord was obviously very satisfied.
"Treat her well, my Baron Ximu." The Storm Goddess, who had consumed a lot of her divine power, had to stop mumbling.
"Yes, Gine." The lord is still dissatisfied. Therefore, the myth of teaching the Nords how to fight against the dragon must be true and believable.
Goddess Gine's generosity is not just for the lord. With a pious heart, she releases the confinement of the soul battle ax and allows all the chiefs' war souls to fly into the mercy of Songgard. This is the most shining part of the female chief Bujold.
Then here comes the problem. For the lord, is "mercy" really necessary?
The answer is obviously: definitely.
This is also one of the core elements of "Fearless Brave".
Chieftain Bujold Fearless is indeed worthy of this title.
"I've kept you waiting, Master." Chief Bujold directly activated the lord's exclusive Crimson Dragon Break because it was a magic ring engraved by the Storm Goddess herself. The fate line (personal plot line) has been completely reset. Although she has not yet been awarded the contract, she completely belongs to the lord. There is no doubt about this.
"Little things." After ending an important branch of the plot, the lord has gained a lot, so don't feel too happy.
The housekeeper who was waiting outside the ancient tomb was obviously overjoyed when she saw that the lord came out safe and sound. She not only solved all the problems perfectly but also brought a new sister.
"Master, when did you receive the Oracle of Genet?" The housekeeper didn't know the origin of the contagious charm amulet.
"All the time." The Lord smiled and said: "This island is actually the 'Island of the Creator'."
"The creator of the Nords." The housekeeper immediately realized: "So the goddess Gine wants the master to clean the island."
"Yes, for the temple guards of Crow Rock and the divine skin of the Dragon Wood Golden Tree." Wu Chen's smile revealed a trace of relaxation and ease that he had experienced for a long time. Just like the omnipotent 0326 in the golden age of asylum.
