Doomsday, starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 90 Invitation

This foreign "big man" lifted his hood, took off his wolf-head mask, and smiled slightly.
The sense of danger in the hearts of everyone dissipated like smoke blown away by the wind.
"I'm a wandering pastor, passing by by chance, I hope I didn't disturb everyone!"

The old priest Falcon, a little excited, greeted him,

"Welcome, welcome your valued guest!"

Falcon led the wandering priest to the side of the crowd and sat down. The old priest kept roasting meat and ale to his hand.

Everyone respects the old pastor Falken, and welcomes the guests he recognizes.

But I was ashamed of the fear that had just arisen in my heart, so I toasted harder at this time,
It seems that only by drinking this man down can he restore the pride of the warrior in his heart.
Like Lynn, no one refuses to come, whether it's barbecue or ale,
That big mouth is like a bottomless abyss, no matter how much wine is poured into it, it cannot be filled.

After drinking it, he pouted as if he was disgusted by the lack of taste,

At this time, Lynn was not happy.

It's not good to drink prostitutes, right?

Come, come, and today I'll let you know what a day of destruction is.

Picking up two barrels of ale, he walked over to this man and sat down, handed him a barrel and said, "Come on, let's compare! Let's see who gets down first!"

The man laughed, "Okay, let's compare!"

The two of them each had a barrel of wine, unplugged the stopper, picked up the barrel, and drank from the barrel like this...

The soldiers cheered around them. Although Lynn was also the target of their intoxication, in comparison, they still chose to cheer for Lynn.
Hope he can pour down this exotic "big guy"

After a while, the two drank a whole barrel of ale in one go.

With a "bang", the two put down the empty barrels at the same time and looked at each other.
"Come again!"

"Bjorn, go get the wine again," the old pastor Falcon smiled.

The two of them drank three barrels of ale in a row, but in Lynn's view, the foreign priest on the opposite side was still clear, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of alcohol.

This barrel of wine weighs at least 30 catties, and if you add it up, it will cost more than 100 catties. After drinking it, you don’t even have any reaction in your stomach. How many stomachs do you have?
"Bjorn, go get the wine again" Old Pastor Falken still smiled, even happier than he just smiled!

The old pastor didn't feel bad about wine, but Lynn felt a little bad about it.

These wines are all treasured by the tribe. The tribe does not produce them. They are all exchanged. Drink a little bit less.
It would be fine if he could put this wandering priest on the ground, but now it seems that the wine of the tribe is not much different from water to him, and this wandering priest cannot be wasted any more.

"It's better than drinking." Lynn threw the wine barrel aside,
The wandering priest nodded and said, "Alright, no matter how much you drink, you won't be able to enjoy it. Next time, I will invite you to drink our specialty mead, and I guarantee that after you drink it, you won't be able to drink it again. ."

Lynn was unconvinced and said, "Don't brag! Seeing how big you are, let's compare our strength! I'll talk about it if you win."

The wandering priest waved his hand and said, "I watched your battle last night, and I don't need to compare it any more."

"It's time for me to leave, Lynn. I came here specially for you today. Now it seems that you can not only fight but also drink. This is very good. You are indeed a qualified Fenris warrior!"

"I invite you to go to Asaheim, the wolf king's side, and become a warrior of the sky!"

"Will you come with me?"

The very straightforward words of the wandering priest are like a thunderbolt!The whole banquet was blown up silently!

All the clansmen opened their eyes wide and looked at the priest blankly.

What did the pastor just say?Asaheim?Soldiers of the sky?

So, is this giant an angel?The whole banquet was violently commotion.

However, in the hot eyes of everyone, Lynn shook his head and said:

"Don't go!"

"Why?" Falcon asked anxiously.

"It's every warrior's ultimate dream, and now it's in your hands, why would you say no?"

Lynn's unexpected refusal is beyond everyone's understanding,
He said solemnly:

"Didn't you say that there will be angels leading you?"

"Aren't angels supposed to be beautiful and have big white wings?"

"Look at this muscular man in front of me, how does he look like an angel?"

The old priest Falcon said in a hurry:

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can you have such a strange cognition, angels are warriors by God's side, fighting for God, of course they should be tall and strong!"

Lin En stared blankly at the old pastor,
He believed that Falcon would not lie to him,

So, the strong man in front of him is really an angel?An angel who is so strong that it looks inhuman?

At this time the wandering priest laughed,
"Hehe, in many worlds, people do call us angels, but angels of death! We only bring death to the enemies of mankind!"

"Of course, I hope you consider the risks, not everyone who goes to Asaheim is eligible to become a sky warrior,"

"On the contrary, you have to go through countless difficulties and countless tests. Even the most fearless warriors of Fenris can pass very few, and most of them fall halfway."

"Now, give me your answer, Lynn!"

"Would you like to follow me to Asaheim!"

Everyone looked at Lynn, the envy in those eyes could almost melt people,
The dream is near, what is there to hesitate?
Lynn looked at his task bar, and if he wanted to complete the task, he had to go there.
but……

"Can you leave two days later?"

"Why" the foreign priest was a little puzzled,
The soldiers who heard his invitation in the past all agreed in ecstasy, wishing they could set off immediately,
Lynn replied:
"I also need to help the clansmen build houses for the winter!"

"No, there's no need for that, it's a small matter," said the Kent patriarch anxiously;

"Lynn, you should put it all down now and set off immediately to pursue the highest glory of a Fenrisian warrior. Compared with it, how many houses are there?"

Lynn shook his head and said, "Of course I want to go to Asaheim, but I have to get things done before I go."

The tribe had just settled on the island, and he hoped to set off after everything settled down, which could be regarded as his reward for the tribe's adoption back then.

"Yes, our warriors are all from their own tribes and will never forget their origins," the priest nodded in agreement,
"And, as soon as you leave this time, you will never be allowed to come back. Before you leave, you can say goodbye to the clansmen."

"I'll pick you up in three days"

After the priest finished speaking, he waved to the sky,

After a while, a "star" in the sky radiated brighter and brighter light and fell rapidly towards the island!

The roar of jet turbines echoes between the valley's rock face and the summit.

It turned out to be an aircraft!

Lynn actually saw an aircraft in this extremely primitive world!

This simply made him wonder what kind of world he had come to?
This flight trajectory disturbed the sky, and after passing an extremely sharp trajectory, it hovered not far away.

The pastor nodded goodbye to Lynn and was about to leave,

Bjorn shouted anxiously,

"Can I go? I also want to be a warrior of the sky!"

Bjorn's face flushed nervously after shouting, but he still stood up straight, staring at the priest in front of him without squinting,
The pastor looked back at the little fat Bjorn in surprise, smiled, and asked
"Why do you want to be a warrior of the sky?"

Bjorn exclaimed: "I wish I could have a firmer conviction!"

"That's not enough," the priest shook his head.
"Each Fenrisian warrior has unrivaled conviction,"

"Do you have any other specialties?"

The little fat man hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice
"I, I can eat very well! Is it okay?"

Lin En covered his forehead with a slap, and thought to himself, how could this be counted,
"Haha, of course that counts!"

"Three days later, I'll pick you up!"

(End of this chapter)