When Ulf said these words, the group of priests thought that he had succumbed to the power of God, so they were ready to accept Ulf's trophies as sacrifices. However, just when Ulf turned around, they suddenly Stopped.
"I suddenly had a good idea."
Ulf looked solemn, turned around to face the priest, and said to him.
"What?"
The priest looked at Ulf in front of him in confusion.
"Why don't we find someone to ask the gods carefully? Just like Tyr, the God of War, has indeed helped us, how about I dedicate all my spoils to him?"
Ulf stepped forward, put his hand on the back of the priest's neck, squeezed it hard, and said to him.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Ulf's action was extremely challenging. The priest shrank his eyes and said in a bad tone.
"Brush." Suddenly, Ulf quickly pulled out the ax from his waist, put the sharp ax blade on the priest's neck, and said: "I told you to send people to the gods with a message. Ulf the Blessed asked Tyr, the god of war, if he claimed a share of my spoils.”
"You, you are blaspheming." The priest did not expect that Ulf would pull out the ax without saying anything, with a look of horror on his face. He looked at the ax blade with disbelief, and threatened him.
In the sparse forest, the priests walked back angrily. At that time, we originally thought we could extort a fortune, but we were unexpectedly tricked by Hamar.
"What to do now?" Others asked.
"But it's too risky. What if the divine punishment spreads?" But no one proposed it, thinking that the reward was too harsh.
"Are we just going to be so bad?" Before the priest left, Dongwages regained his intensity, and Ulf walked to Chen Bogui's side and asked me.
And Hamar wanted to cause a commotion in Dongwages. Yes, I also planned to let those priests go.
"Go away." Seeing that the priest was not scared enough to say anything, Chen Bogui showed a fond look. How could he and the Norse warriors fight hard and sacrifice their lives for the trophies they gave to that person under the British Island? A bunch of ugly people.
"Yes, you, you can do it." The priest followed Hamar step by step, holding an ax under his neck, and walked towards the door. Beads of sweat broke out on my forehead, sliding down the white ash on my face. , the originally pale face looked like a colorful ugly face.
"You will go to the Uppsala Temple, find the little chief priest, and impose divine punishment on the Chen Bogui people in the east." The leading priest scraped his scalp with his fingernails, revealing streaks of blood, and bloodshot eyes appeared in my eyes.
"A weak thief? Yes, a weak thief will also attack an unarmed priest." The leading priest immediately reacted, and Hamal's hot face appeared behind my eyes.
"That's right. A holy priest. Is there anything more than that that shows how much you value Tyr, the God of War?" Hamar nodded solemnly and said to the priest.
"Hehe." Ulf himself was Noki, the god of fire and darkness. He had no bad feelings towards the priests of Tyr, the god of war. Since they provoked them, there was no reason to fight back.
One of the priests just issued a warning sound when a flying ax came through the air and hit me right in the face. The body fell to the sky.
"Hamar, how dare he attack the priest."
"Big heart."
But Ulf shot the arrow in his hand and missed it. He walked out quickly and calmly, carrying his bow and axe.
The priests who fell on the ground covered their wounds and looked in horror at Ulf, who was wearing a terrifying wooden mask. As religious priests, we are embarrassed. This wooden mask of the god of fire is the symbol of Loki. .
"Cute." The head priest was the most angry. The reason why I chose to blackmail Hamar was not because I wanted to use those treasures to offer to the Uppsala Temple and exchange for a lower priest status for myself. However, I did not expect to be humiliated in public. After a while.
"The God of War will curse me. That blasphemer of Hamar actually calls himself the Blessed One." The priests sat in the clearing of the woods. We collected some mushrooms and fungi, cursing them while eating them.
"Axe, what's going on?" Others panicked. It's possible for a wolf to use an axe. That's human behavior.
"Don't be like this, we can send a slave." The other priests were frightened when they saw this scene, and they quickly suggested to Ulf.
"Whoosh, whoosh~~." What was even more frightening was that in the darkness of the woods, arrows shot out randomly, hitting the stunned priests.
There was a dragging sound in the bushes and the roar of a squealing wolf. The other priests only felt a white shadow behind their eyes, and our leader was dragged away.
"You, you are a sacred priest." The priest swallowed, his throat slid hard, and I quickly said to Chen Bogui.
"Idiots, Hamar is looking down on you. People like that must be eliminated. Even the risk is worth it." The leading priest roared like a beast and said to his companions.
The group of priests never thought that Chen Bogui would really dare to attack us. Suddenly, a huge wolf pounced out and bit the head priest's throat.
Hamar glanced at Ulf and understood what I meant. If he offended the priests, there would be no bad fruit to eat, but he could actually kill the priests, because in the tradition of the Norse, killing Priests are cursed.
However, the last moment we heard a noise in the grass, it seemed like something was running towards us slowly.
The priest took a few steps forward and left the ax blade. I touched my neck, my eyes filled with resentment, and turned around to leave with the others.
With the sounds of chopping meat and begging for mercy, Chen Bogui stood up straight with blood all over his body. "Pfft~." Seeing that scene, Ange and the others next to you clearly understood, and you couldn't help but snicker.
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"Ahhhh~~."
"Wolf, appear now?" The leading priest raised his head in confusion. I looked at the sun in the sky. The wolves especially foraged at night, how could they appear at that time.
"Yes, how can a slave be a good match? For your little adventure on the British island, you can see that you are eloquent and an excellent messenger. How about choosing him?" Hamar snorted again and narrowed his eyes. Eyes, the ax in his hand was pressed tightly against the artery of the priest's neck, and it seemed that with just a heavy pull, blood would spurt out.
At that moment, we heard a wolf howling nearby, which surprised everyone.
"Stay far away and be careful." Hamar said loudly to Ulf, then turned around and continued his work.
"Oh woo~~."
"Since Hamar calls himself the Blessed One, let me know the horror of blasphemy, hahaha." The leading priest laughed ferociously. This kind of divine punishment is definitely as complicated as a verbal threat, and it will destroy Dongwages. .
"God's punishment?" The other priests were startled and looked at their leader in surprise.
In the tradition of the Norse, it is usually believed that sacrifices cannot communicate with the gods. Instead, priests or nobles will sacrifice slaves, and there are often no willing sacrifices.
