Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 2 Warrior Blood Sacrifice, New Talents

"Please tell me about my husband's instructions?"

The woman looked away from the stretcher, and a voice without much emotion came out.

Her voice has always been so calm and soft, whether it is anger or joy, people will not hear too many waves in her tone.

"Yes." Gordon raised his voice slightly, "Thor's first request is for his wife Itia to succeed as the head of the family."

The people around him didn't respond much to this request.

In Scandinavia, wives have always had the right to inherit their husband's property and titles.If other members of the family are underage, the wife is the undisputed first heir.

"The second instruction..."

Gorton picked up the exquisite long sword placed on the side of the stretcher and handed it to Rayleigh. "Thor hopes that you will take it with you and become a brave warrior famous in the north in the future, creating a territory of your own." farm."

This sword is called the 'Bastian Sword', and it is also the inherited sword of this small family.

Although the Vikings mostly used short axes in their daily lives, the long sword was the most sacred weapon in their eyes.Every capable family will create an excellent long sword and pass it down from generation to generation.

Rayleigh took over the sword. As the second son, the established path was to leave the family and start a business.In Viking society, the eldest son would inherit everything in the family, and the remaining children would be driven away after reaching adulthood at the age of 14 to create their own longhouses and farms.

Driving away his sub-adult son is very similar to the survival mode of dominant carnivores like tigers and lions.Although cruel, a steady stream of powerful Viking warriors were born as a result.

But starting your own farm is not that simple.

Northern Europe is a barren land covered with sandy soil. The cultivated land suitable for cultivation is extremely limited, and the existing cultivated land has already been occupied by people.If you want to obtain arable land to build a farm, you can only invade other people's territory.

This also led to very frequent wars between various tribes, and most young warriors died on this road full of killing and blood.

……

"Thor also wants to see you become a true warrior."

Gordon pulled the chain and dragged the prisoner on one side to Reilly's eyes, "This is the only one left after besieging your brother. He left this person to you, and it was also the gift of a warrior's blood sacrifice he gave to you."

The most junior title of a warrior is called 'apprentice raider', which requires a blood sacrifice and the approval of the leader in the warrior assessment.

Blood sacrifice is the first step to becoming a tribal warrior.Blood sacrifices can also be replaced by slaughtering large livestock such as pigs, cattle, and sheep, but the Bastian family's livestock pens have long been slaughtered by his brother.

"Is it right here?" Rayleigh asked involuntarily.

After all, I had been a good man all my life in my previous life, so it was inevitable that I would feel a little strange now.Even if you have been prepared for this day in your heart, in this cruel land like the animal kingdom, if you don't have a ferocious desire to kill, you can only become a piece of fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.

"Yes."

Gorton kicked the prisoner, knocking him to his knees, "before your brother turns into ashes."

"Boy Rayleigh, pick up your sword and chop off this sinner's head to avenge your brother."

The surrounding tribal warriors watched this scene with interest. In their eyes, this was a normal thing.

A man whose hands have never been stained with blood will never be recognized as a true warrior. This is a process that every tribal boy must go through.

"Please... don't kill me... please..." The captive's eyes were trembling with fear, but only a few words in his mouth could be understood.

"Close your eyes, it won't hurt much."

Rayleigh's emotionless voice came out, and then he slowly raised the family sword in his hand.

The prisoner seemed to have accepted his fate, and closed his eyes slightly. He took out the wooden cross hanging on his chest with his hands dragging the chain, and held it tightly in the palm of his hands.

He was mumbling words and praying constantly.

Along with his prayer, a strange sound suddenly came from the venue.

Cluck...cluck...cluck...

When it reached Lei Li's ears, he instantly felt like he was facing a powerful enemy, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

This low and strange sound was like the prelude before the appearance of Kayako.

Creepy!

The peripheral vision passed cautiously, and I saw my sister lowering her head and twisting the head of the wheat stalk crow, and the wheat stalk was constantly twisting to form a strange sound.

The sound seems to originate from the abdomen, throat, and bones of the human body... with an indescribable and eerie resonance.

My sister's little hand exerted force again, and the Screech Crow's head was completely twisted off.

Slightly——

The sound stopped abruptly!

……

Lei Li's pupils shrank, and he held the long sword vertically, with the blade pointed upward, half a foot to his chest.

It would be too late to take off the weight-bearing iron rings fixed on his hands and feet now.But everything has to take the first step. Holding the sword tightly with both hands, he felt that his heartbeat was rapidly increasing.

"kill him."

"Kill this filthy infidel."

The waves of excited shouts gradually moved away from his ears, and he breathed out softly: "In the name of Odin, the King of Gods, I offer..."

The voice didn't fall--

Whoa!

The kneeling prisoner stood up suddenly, dragged the chain and rushed out resolutely.Outside the palms of his hands, one end of the wooden cross was sharpened to an extremely sharp point, and it suddenly reflected into Rayleigh's pupils.

Everything happened so quickly!
attack? ?
At this moment, the expressions of everyone around him changed.

No one could have imagined that this prisoner, who had been hungry for who knows how many days and had no strength left, would actually attack at this time.

"careful!"

"Danger!"

"Get away from..."

Amidst the unexpected shouts, the sharp cross continued to dilate in the young man's pupils.

Holding the sword vertically in front of the chest is the best way to defend the middle and upper sections.

Rayleigh's expression didn't change much because he was already on guard.The sword in his hand was swung out as fast as the prisoner stood up.

Started picking up an ax at age four;
At the age of seven, in order to protect his sister, he faced the pressure of his father;

Until he is now 11 years old, this sword is the result of more than 2000 days and nights of non-stop training.

brush--

In a flash of lightning, the sword struck the back of the prisoner's hand, and the cross also made a gash on his shoulder.

Two streams of blood burst out at the same time!

The weight-bearing bracelets weighing about twenty kilograms in total on both hands made his sword not as perfect as he imagined.

But that's enough!

The blow failed to cut open his neck, and the man in front of him had no chance.

The iron chains tied to the prisoner's hands and wrists were suddenly pulled by Gorton, causing him to lose his center of gravity and fall to one side.

Rayleigh did not hesitate, piercing the pagan warrior's throat with his sword from the side, and then withdrew the sword: "In the name of Odin, the King of Gods, I offer this sacrifice to complete my warrior blood sacrifice. "

This is also his first step into actual combat. This feeling is amazing...

I felt that I had undergone some kind of transformation at this moment, and everything in my sight slowed down:
The stunned expressions on the faces of the surrounding raiders were changing to surprise, half shocked and half surprised, as if forming a pair of yin and yang faces;
The younger sister was holding the Screech Crow's head in one hand and the Screech Crow's wings in the other, as if she was thinking about how to piece them back together;
The beautiful woman was looking at him, with a hint of doubt in her eyes;
The expression of the handsome hunter Gorton cannot be seen to change, it will always be that deep look;

There is also a raider with a faint smile on his face. This man is called Ginat. He used to be his brother's die-hard follower, nicknamed "Smiley Face". He likes to come up with ideas and is particularly good at eating...

Close your eyes, open your mind and take a look at yourself. The combat power progress bar has changed from 99% to 5%——

This means that it has broken through and entered a new progress bar.The title also changed from a blank and unqualified title to 'trainee raider'.

Most people in the tribe are promoted to trainee raiders when they reach adulthood at the age of 14.If someone who has achieved a breakthrough in strength at this age is known, he will at least be known as a 'hero'.

Actual combat is indeed the best way to break through.

I have been stuck at the 99% stage for a while, and my physical fitness and martial arts skills have already reached or even exceeded the standards. However, the daily growth of the progress bar is only a minuscule ten thousandth.

His hands were stained with blood, and his character followed suit. As a result, his combat power was directly increased by a small amount.

It can be seen that the combat power progress bar is not only the embodiment of physical fitness and martial arts skills, but also the embodiment of fighting spirit and even one's own willpower.

However, the dangers of actual combat cannot be ignored. If it hadn't been for my sister's warning and preparedness in advance, I might have died in this sudden accident.Even though he took precautions, facing such a weak prisoner with his wrists still tied, he was still injured.

This once again strengthened Rayleigh's belief that the current strength was too weak and the only way to survive was to remain docile.

If you put yourself in a dangerous situation once or twice, you might survive.

What about ten times and twenty times?

If you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts sooner or later, and die violently.

After his breakthrough in strength, he once again had one more talent:
[Eagle Eye: Improve the dynamic capture ability of the eyes, expand the range of viewing angles, and continue to consume physical strength in the open state]

Hawkeye's switch is not complicated, it only requires a thought.After observing his own condition, Rayleigh opened his eyes again, and everything in front of him came alive.

Bang!
The prisoner fell to the ground, blood spread out, and at the same time, a series of praises came to his ears.

"Well done, Rayleigh boy!"

"You have the same demeanor as your brother did back then!"

"As expected of a great man!"

As for the dead pagan captives, no one cared.

"This was my mistake." Gorton looked apologetic.

"It has nothing to do with you, no one expected such a thing to happen, and the result is not too bad." Reilly pulled off a piece of linen cloth to wrap the wound on his shoulder, and continued in a calm tone, "Brother, do you have any other instructions? ?”

"There's another one, about your sister."

Gordon looked away and looked at the weird little girl who was putting on a crow's body, "Merri, your brother's last words were that he said he always owes you an apology."

The little girl stopped what she was doing and slowly raised her head with a fierce look in her eyes.

He bared his teeth at Gordon...

She didn't accept it.

(End of this chapter)