The two warriors stood face to face, eyes locked on each other, and a tense atmosphere filled the air between them. The audience cheered excitedly, looking forward to the fierce battle to come.
The fight began, with the two fighters alternately throwing punches and kicks, demonstrating their amazing strength and agility. Their punches go to the flesh, and their muscle texture is fully demonstrated in every collision. The audience watched intently, each pumping of fists and feet eliciting bursts of cheers and applause.
As the battle progressed, the warriors' bodies were covered with sweat and they were panting heavily, but they did not give up or flinch. They went all out to show the glory of the Viking warriors at the banquet.
This battle is like a wonderful dance, every movement is perfectly coordinated. The audience was intoxicated and admired the bravery and skills of the Viking warriors.
"Not bad." Ulf also nodded slightly. These two warriors are very skilled. If they are placed on the battlefield, they can kill the enemy even if they lose their weapons. They are good prospects.
But just as the atmosphere in the hall gradually became heated and the blood and sweat evaporated, the fighting North warriors in anger raised the bench next to them and hit their opponent hard. The bench hit and immediately broke into pieces. Count.
"Ah~~." When the bench shattered, wood chips flew everywhere, and everyone around him screamed and ran away.
One of the bench legs flew straight towards Ulf's face. The wooden leg was as thick as an adult's wrist. If it was hit in the face, it would be seriously injured even if it didn't die.
"Little Halfdan," Federer blurted out and shouted anxiously.
However, Halfdan sat firmly under the chair and did not move. He watched the wooden leg flying towards him. At the last moment, Bu He stretched out his left hand to catch the flying wooden leg.
"Bu Heteng, has he forgotten his responsibilities?" At this time, Halfdan watched Yinsak sit up and turned to look at Ulf in the corner.
"Bah, bang, bang, bang." Halfdan clapped to the two warriors who were breathing heavily in the middle of the banquet. Following Halfdan's lead, cold applause erupted in the entire small hall.
That incident made everyone feel relaxed, and the entire small hall became noisy, with only the gasps of the two stunned warriors left.
"Oh, yes." There was a layer of dense sweat on Bu Heteng's forehead. It was not because he was frightened by Halfdan, but because he was frightened. I picked up the quill under the parchment and told Bu Heteng's story. The Genesis chapter is recorded.
"It's really thrilling." Federer said to Bu Heteng with a worried tone.
"You have heard of that kind of legend from the northernmost to the southernmost tip of Northern Europe. Does it tell the story of the Asa clan?" Yinsak did not sit on it, but instead said to Halfdan with a stiff neck. .
"Sit down, Halfdan is telling the story after Odin." The gods crossed their arms and frowned and said to Bu Heteng.
At this time, the servants came off to clean up the scattered wood chips, and the banquet became quiet again. People drank and drank, discussing in low voices the fight just now.
"It's such a big thing, there's nothing to be alarmed about." Halfdan picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, and said to Federer calmly.
Halfdan cleverly combines the magnificent stories in The Lord of the Rings with Norse mythology, in which the concept of Maia in the worldview of The Lord of the Rings is replaced by Nordic Luther.
The berserker's voice was so rough that it echoed throughout the small hall, almost breaking everyone's eardrums, but the effect was obvious, and everyone stopped talking.
For a moment, the entire small hall became noisy.
"Little Halfdan?" Bu Heteng looked surprised. I thought that the bard mentioned by the gods was actually Halfdan, the lord of East Hamar.
No one was shocked sitting in the corner. This was the monk Ulf. Although I had heard Halfdan tell some stories about the Lord of the Rings, this chapter of creation was the first time. Ulf What was shocking was not that Bu Heten's narrative story was so moving, but that when Halfdan told the Creation chapter, it was equivalent to giving Norse mythology the beginning of an important system.
"Does he know that Lord Halfdan is the Chosen One?" Ange clenched his fist, and the knuckles of his fists made a crackling sound like fried beans. It was obvious that Yinsak must have sat on it, so Ange Will let me sit on it.
Everyone turned their eyes over for no reason and found that it was the handsome Bu Heteng. They saw Yin Sak standing with his head held high, his face full of anger.
"The fight was wrong, go up and claim the reward." Halfdan waved his hand towards the two soldiers and ordered us.
You must know that the reason why Catholicism can spread to seven directions, from a large sect in the Middle East to becoming the mainstream religion in the entire Apennine Peninsula and Western Europe, is that in addition to missionaries constantly spreading the gospel, the most important point is not that the Bible tells people, An important religious story that convinced everyone to believe it.
"A long time later, when the Tree of Wisdom was born, there was no sun or moon in the sky. There were two twin trees growing next to the Tree of Wisdom. They were emitting dazzling light at the same time, half golden and half silver. At first The Bu River was born above that tree..."
"Among them, the most magnificent little movement sounded, and each god made his own voice. But because we understand the meaning of those sounds, the entire chaotic universe is filled with chaotic noises, until a real little god My name is Yin Luvita, and I think we should start that chaotic situation, leading the Lutherans to play small movements out of order."
"That's ridiculous. If that's the case, where is Odin? I'm the father of Luther." At that time, no one stood up and interrupted Halfdan's story. That move was unusual. Usually Vikings When people listen to stories, many people don’t do that.
"Creak." At this time, Halfdan put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up hastily. The sound of the wooden chair moving was so obvious, but it also made everyone in the small hall focus their attention on Bu Heteng's body.
"The little gods are really bad." Federer shifted his gaze to the gods and praised them with a smile.
"Bard, what are you doing?" As they thought, the gods spoke to Federer.
Halfdan glanced at the people in the small hall. I cleared my throat and started talking. What I was telling was exactly the story in the legend of The Lord of the Rings. But that time, I was talking about the sequel to The Lord of the Rings, The Lord of the Rings. How Jun Solon was born.
The gods' faces were as dark as water and they did not show much joy. They just nodded slightly to Federer, as calm as a stone statue, making people unpredictable.
It is rare for a shield man to have such slow skills and be in chaos when facing danger.
"Thank you, little lord." The two warriors looked at each other, bowed to Halfdan, and then turned and left.
"Out there." Bu He pursed his lips and turned his face to look at Halfdan sitting under the lord's throne. Federer was even more confused. I thought the bard was hiding on the back of Halfdan's chair. Ahead, I craned my neck to look, but saw nothing.
In the snow-covered Northern Europe, there is nothing better than listening to stories to pass the time, but bards are hard to find and we always wander around.
Halfdan looked at Bu Heteng indifferently throughout the whole process. I was exaggerating at all. The world view of Lord of the Rings is fragmented and small enough. The fragmented Nordic myths have completely faded away. You have to know whether Nordic mythology is a system or not. Thanks less to the efforts of Christian priests in the Middle Ages and Western scholars before the Renaissance.
"What, where are they?" Federer was stunned and looked around for seven weeks. I didn't see any Norseman who was not holding a harp or musical instrument and dressed like a bard.
"Quiet." Ange grinned. I stood up, and my small figure immediately attracted everyone's attention. At the same time, Ange opened his throat and whispered to everyone.
"Kangdang." The gods glanced at each other and threw the wooden leg in their hands to the ground, as if nothing had happened.
However, it was used by the Catholic Church to eliminate the Nordic mythology itself, thereby changing its shape and controlling the thoughts of the Nordic people. As a time traveler, Halfdan could of course let the Catholic Church succeed. "And Yinluvita created many things, the small land, the ocean, and the first underground dwarves, the elves in the forest~~."
Halfdan continued to speak, but Bu Heteng's face became more and more solemn as he listened, and his brows furrowed, because everything Halfdan told was completely the same as traditional Nordic mythology. However, Nordic mythology only exists in the mouths of bards. It has no words and no system. It is just a fragment of Luther's poems. It is loose or even incoherent. It is sometimes contradictory between the same regions.
"Sit down, Yinsak. He is still young and has seen too much. The story of Little Halfdan is not finished yet." Federer stood up quickly and scolded Bu Heteng.
"Well, it's been a long time since I told a story." The corner of Bu Heteng's mouth raised. I remembered the first time I told everyone the story of the Lord of the Rings in the lord's house, and today I don't have the same story. .
The reason why Halfdan begins with the creation chapter of The Lord of the Rings and abandons the myth of Odin's creation is precisely because of a very safe story in Norse mythology, which is the battle to prepare for the eternal Twilight of the River Bu. Originally, Vikings' story about Luther's Twilight was based on a deep understanding of the harsh environment and the belief that everything will be eternally good or bad.
"It will definitely be broken without the bard. We will tell you the story of Pingdan." At that time, Federer said without regret.
"Halfdan, you haven't heard his story for a long time." Ange said angrily to Halfdan.
