Su Chen raised his head and looked at the oak tree. The tall tree crown covered the lower part like an umbrella. Vargas had already entered the tree hole, but a strange drum sound came from inside. It seemed that some kind of ceremony was being held there. , the low drum beat sounded rhythmically.
"What happened?" Su Chen held his hand next to the tree hole, stepped over a pile of animal bones on the ground, and brushed the moss-covered tree walls on both sides with his palms.
"Woooooooooo~~." A dull horn sound sounded, and Su Chen saw a group of bald people wearing linen. One of them, whose face was covered with scarlet and white gray dye, raised a horn and shouted with all his strength. The sound of the horn echoed in the hollow of the tree.
On the dark stone altar surrounded by these weird bald heads, sat a man with disheveled hair, covered with various feathers and animal teeth, and covering his head with a black cloth. With the sound of drums, his shoulders moved. Shaking rhythmically, Vargas knelt on one knee in front of the altar.
"What are they doing?" Su Chen approached Vargas curiously and asked him.
"Quiet, the prophet is communicating with the gods." Vargas was not as reckless as usual at this time, and he said to Su Chen cautiously.
"It turned out to be a sacrificial activity." Su Chen didn't expect that he would encounter a Viking sacrificial activity. He looked at it secretly and saw a bald priest picking up a pipe-like object and pointing it at the prophet on the stone altar. , blowing out a puff of green smoke, the smell of the smoke was very spicy and pungent.
"Ahem, cough, what the hell is this?" Su Chen couldn't help coughing a few times, but Vargas beside him looked happy. He raised his head and twitched his nose, sucking in the air vigorously, as if to remove those strange green smoke. All are inhaled into the body.
At this time, Su Chen also frowned slightly. He felt that his head was a little swollen and his vision began to become blurry. At this moment, the drumbeats of the priests became clearer, as if they were desperately beating in his ears. Su Chen couldn't help but cover his ears, as if his head was about to explode.
"Gray Law~~." A vague sound of a war horse neighed, suddenly far away and suddenly close. This made Su Chen very confused. Why could they hear the sound of a war horse when they were clearly deep in a tree hole? But when he opened his eyes, he found that he was standing in a vast expanse of snow.
"How come I am here?" Su Chen looked around in surprise. He could even feel his breath turning white. He stretched out his hands, and saw heavy snowflakes fluttering on his palms. The snowflakes fell on his palms, and it was biting cold. It feels like the sky and the snow are almost connected.
Just when he was looking around blankly, there were waves of war horses neighing above his head. This made Su Chen extremely surprised. He couldn't help but raise his head, and saw an even more shocking scene. Three people wearing thin clothes overhead In the veil, graceful figures loomed, and girls riding white Pegasus appeared. Their faces were bright and beautiful, sacred and inviolable. Each of them held a golden spear in their hands, and rainbows appeared behind the Pegasus.
"Valkyrie? This is impossible." Su Chen was shocked. He murmured in disbelief. You must know that Valkyrie is just a Valkyrie in Nordic mythology. It is impossible to appear in reality, but now he is Witness.
Suddenly, a Valkyrie flew towards him. While in mid-air, he stretched out his fair and slender arms and pulled him onto the horse. Su Chen hugged the Valkyrie with both hands, and his nose was immediately filled with the girl's fragrance. The fragrant body fragrance, hugging Valkyrie's waist, and feeling the soft body are all too real.
The snow mixed with the wind hit Su Chen's cheek, and the other two Valkyries were on the left and right. The snow and fog in the sky made it difficult to see the way forward, but Su Chen clearly felt that they were flying forward, and soon The fog gradually dissipated, and Su Chen saw a huge Viking longhouse appearing on a flat, mirror-like ice lake. The roof above was made up of countless spears, and the walls towered into the clouds.
"Oh?" When Su Chen came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing at the door of the giant door. A giant wolf with a chain around its neck was opening its bloody mouth, and drool was flowing downwards. His red eyes stared closely at Su Chen in front of him, and at this moment, the giant door slowly opened a gap, golden light shone out from inside, and the laughter and drinking sounds of ancient warriors also came from inside. out.
"Is this the Hall of Heroes?" Su Chen was shocked again. He originally thought that all this was a myth, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but walk towards the Hall of Heroes.
"Wake up, wake up quickly." At this moment, an annoying man's voice came from Su Chen's ear, which made him very annoyed. He waved his arms, but then his cheek was hit hard. A blow.
"Oh~~." Su Chen took a sharp breath, his lungs stung, and the spicy smell in his nasal cavity had not dissipated, so he couldn't help coughing violently.
"You can't go there yet." Suddenly, a woman's voice came from above. Su Chen rubbed his eyes and found that he was still in the prophet's tree hole, and Vargas was sitting next to him. .
"I saw the Hall of Valor." Su Chen couldn't help blurting out. He touched his cheek, and it was burning. He couldn't help but glare at Vargas next to him. It was obvious that the culprit was this man who pretended to be innocent. guy.
"Impossible, only real Viking warriors can see the Hall of Valor, you bragging slave." Vargas frowned and said with a glare. It was obvious that he believed that slaves were not qualified to see the Hall of Valor at all.
"I saw it." But Su Chen said with certainty.
"Okay, you don't have to argue. It's not strange to see anything during the ceremony." The prophet looked at Vargas who was about to pounce on Suchen and said to them quickly.
"Hmph." Only after being blocked by the prophet, Vargas gave up the idea of beating people, but he quickly remembered his purpose, "Prophet, I am the first person to come here, please give me a precious token."
"Oh?" The prophet looked at Vargas thoughtfully. She seemed to know the purpose of Vargas and Suchen coming.
"What are those smokes? Are they made of poisonous mushrooms?" Su Chen fell into thinking about his hallucinations. He remembered that the Nordics had records of eating poisonous mushrooms growing in the black forest. They dried the poisonous mushrooms and drank them. , it is said that some warriors will take it before the battle and become berserkers under the stimulation of the toxin.
"Oh?" The prophet looked at Su Chen more interestingly. Her eyes were painted with dark dye, and a strange look appeared on her face painted with white dye.
"How is it possible? I've eaten those mushrooms before, and there's no way they would have that kind of effect." Vargas said impatiently.
"Choose!" A mysterious smile appeared on the prophet's lips. She rummaged through a pile of wooden boxes beside her for a moment, and then placed several things in front of the two of them.
"Gold?" Vargas was attracted by the golden metal in front of him. One thing he saw was a pile of gold jewelry, and the jewelry exuded a beautiful luster.
The second thing is a bunch of pearls, each one plump and round.
The third item was actually a small handful of barley grains.
"Which of you arrived first?" The prophet placed the things in front of the two of them and said to them calmly.
"It's me, I'll choose first." Vargas reached out eagerly and took the gold jewelry into his arms, but his eyes were still looking at the pearls, as if he couldn't decide which of the two items was more precious.
"I choose this." Su Chen frowned and wrapped the barley grains without hesitation. Vargas was surprised by his choice.
"A handful of barley grains, you actually choose this thing, hahahaha." Vargas couldn't help laughing. The gold in his hand could buy several carts of barley, which meant that he was sure to win.
"Interesting." The prophet looked at Su Chen in front of her curiously. There was an imperceptible look in her blue eyes, as if she had never seen Su Chen in front of her before.
"Prophet, I came from afar. If possible, please give me advice and prophecy." Vargas picked up the gold with satisfaction and asked the prophet.
"Your choice is prophecy." The prophetess sat on the stone altar again and said to Vargas.
"Gold?" Vargas frowned and picked up the gold in his hand. He didn't understand what gold had to do with his future.
"It's wealth. You will definitely be able to obtain a lot of wealth, respected Viking warrior." The prophetess nodded slightly and said to Vargas.
"Haha, what will happen if you choose the pearl?" Vargas said with a satisfied smile, but then looked at the pearl in front of him and asked the prophetess.
"Pearls symbolize prestige," the prophetess explained patiently.
"Oh, it's such a pity, but it's not bad to have wealth." Vargas was a little regretful. He actually hoped that he could gain immortal prestige, but having enough wealth seemed to be good.
"So what does the grain of wheat symbolize?" Su Chen couldn't help but ask. Although he already had an answer in his mind, he still wanted to know the answer from the prophet.
"It's nothing." The prophetess pondered for a moment, and then said slowly.
This answer was indeed beyond Su Chen's expectation. When the two of them were about to leave, the prophetess stopped them.
"There is a sickle and a dagger at the door. Take it to defend yourself!" the prophetess said lightly. After saying that, she ignored them and turned around and walked into the darkness deep in the tree hole.
"These prophets are really weird, but slave you must lose, because what you got is nothing." Vargas took the lead, picked up the dagger at the entrance of the cave, and said to Su Chen with a smile.
