Chapter 944: The Valhalla Guards and the Chaos
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No matter what the battlefield, if you have to send everything before the enemy is deep, then the final defeat is not too far away, but knowing is one thing, whether you have a choice or not is another thing, after all, you may lose in the future, how is it better than not in the future. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The Valhalla Guards, the Valian, the brave fallen warriors who continue to fight in the glory of Odin, elevate their fighting skills to unbelievable levels, and can exist purely for the sake of fighting.
Arius, Siegfried, Hilbrand and Hortils may not be as well-known as Arthur or St. George, and epics such as Theodoric Sagas and The Song of the Nibelungen have faded their original bright colors over the years, but the desolate and tragic poems have never dissipated in Valhalla, and their sheer prowess has made them shine with the glory of Odin, and truly stand out from the condensation of consciousness as immortal heroes.
No matter how illustrious the heroes are, as long as they can be summoned by the Holy Grail by the resonance of consciousness in Valhalla, those are just soldiers who belong to the Valkyries, but the Valhalla Guard is different,
Their only ruler is the god-king Odin who bears the name of their father, the lord of the Aesirs, and the relationship between them and Valkyrie is not subordinate, but superior.
Through the distorted ripples emitted between the collision of plane consciousness, it can be seen that their figures appear on the battlefields in different parallel trajectories at the same time, and the unique imprint formed by the interweaving of thousands of battlefields resurfaces in this gray world, gradually overlapping with the original world between pure white, blue light and night, and reopening the indescribable scenery in the originally eroded area.
In the darkness of the night, the fortress-like defense line and city-state that were originally made of solid stone became more and more exquisite and fragile, and while the gorgeous reliefs, gold leaf and precious stones spread in the hollow, the surrounding companions also became more and more tired, and the war intent in their eyes was gradually corroded by that touch of greed.
In those areas illuminated by the light, the destroyed arrows and armor will be restored to their intact state, and in the hoarse roar and the clash of swords, the soldiers bathed in the holy light will be decapitated, dismembered or crushed into pieces again and again on the battlefield, even after repeating it thousands of times, the weapons in the hands of the Norse warriors still have no tendency to slow down.
Unlike most of the legends of the Norse epics themselves, these heroes did not pass on such glamorous horses or armor, except for the gray cloak that remained unchanged, they only wore the simplest and most simple armor, and the weapons in their hands did not emit the slightest light, but these were condensed with pure bravery after washing the lead, and they only belonged to their own weapons, those gorgeous treasures that seemed to have a lot of power, compared to which they were like the difference between stone and cotton wool.
Whether it is the desolate wilderness, the endless grassland or the city lanes, whether it is facing the white-armored soldiers who are constantly pouring in from all directions, the smoke and dust between the chariots and horses' hooves colliding and trampling, or the roar under the resonance of the sound of arrows breaking through the air, these Nordic warriors have never retreated for more than half a minute, as the embodiment of the heroic obsession, as long as the brave fighting spirit in their hearts is not extinguished, they will never dissipate, tearing apart the army in front of them like a sea of arrows, but they need to face far more than that.
As heroic spirits, this destined endless battlefield is the only meaning of their existence, once the slightest stagnation, it also means the end of immortality, if every heroic spirit is a mountain, the ordinary soldiers attacking at this moment are just a sand shimmer, but now shrouded in the mountains is a huge endless desert like the Milky Way, under the vicissitudes of the sea under the changes are enough to crush 100,000 mountains into powder, the Nordic warriors who exist in the name of the heroic spirits, at the cost of self-destruction for Valhalla to delay the end of the world.
"Ignorant warrior, the ** of violence and murder has covered your heart, this senseless killing will only dim and dissipate the glory you have, I believe you can also feel how small this place of heresy that distorts life and death in the face of the glory ......of the Lord is."
Under the sigh of Saint John, the white blood cross representing conquest, plunder and destruction actually bowed down at the same time, and under the condensation of pure white faith and will, those perfect knights composed of pure light actually walked out of the light like clones, and behind them a figure like a god looking down on the clouds.........
For these perfect knights who represent the sustenance of faith, their bodies shine with a brilliance like jewels, whether they are born in the natural elements on the surface of the world, the Buddha power, true essence or magic energy that has been refined and transformed in the depths, or the evil qi or the flow of wish power that can only be born after the sublimation of false consciousness in the world, they can only be assimilated into the brilliance of this life.
"Fake is fake after all, do you think that just relying on these illusory fantasies can cover up the filth and sin represented by this blood cross, deceive the creatures of all worlds to steal the power of faith, and then use the flesh and blood of these poor worms as the bearer, completely erase and transform these believers who have sacrificed everything into weapons of war, this kind of means hell is ashamed of itself......
Under Lilith's unbridled ridicule, the ugliness and greed of their true ugliness and greed were magnified after they raised the banner of faith, and these soldiers seemed to see the tragic situation of their parents, wives and daughters being sold into slavery after they died in battle for their faith, and how those originally rich and peaceful countries fell into despair under the torture of grief and pain under the so-called heretical duty.
Under normal circumstances, Lilith would not be able to do anything to these Holy Crusaders who were sheltered by the church, but now it is a very special situation, after they crossed over to the world of the Xenomorph Wall System, not only was this protection reduced to a low point, but the resonance with the will of the world was placed infinitely. Perhaps Jesus wanted to see the whole situation or take care of his own identity, but the witch of the night did not have so many plans, and directly took action to pollute the faith of the Holy Cross through the source of evil.
Lilith, the conflict between Jesus and Kratos will undoubtedly divert some of their energy away from the Valkyries, but the battlefield of Valhalla cannot be escaped no matter what, between the obscure darkness and the brilliant light, the whole world is infinitely pulled towards the two diametrically opposed sources of good and evil.
It's like a huge and sophisticated machine, in which the originally tightly knit gears are constantly deflected and skewed under the pull and impact of external forces, and the gears constantly make a harsh and sharp creak between collisions, but they can't stop and have to continue to run forcibly, and Kratos's terrifying power born purely for the sake of killing and destroying has made all kinds of things in this machine disappear like a runaway train towards the abyss of destruction............
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