high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 360 In the Name of Odin

From Novellia to Stan, from Stan to Vlandia and Arlette, the reputation of the evil dragon Parsh is known to everyone in the north.

When it spreads its wings, the earth and sky are covered by shadows, and even the sun's rays cannot come in. Its breath is the winter storm, its roar is the eruption of a volcano, and its body is as majestic as a mountain on an ice field. A single flight and turn can set off huge air waves and snow disasters.

it--

It is a veritable natural disaster!

Evil dragon.

From Novellia to Stan, from Stan to Vlandia and Arlette, whether it is the human warriors of the four northern countries, or the high elves, dwarves, goblins, and even orcs and undead.

Countless intelligent beings went forward one after another, trying to take off Parsh's head, to get the honor and the honorable title of dragon slayer.

But in the past 300 years, since the moment Parsh soared in the northern skies, no one has succeeded.

Whether it is the barbarian prince in Stan, the blood knight of Vlandia, the archmage of Arlette, or the priest of the high elves, the stormer of the dwarves, or the mystic of the goblins.

Legend has it that the fallen archmage, the undead king of the kingdom of skeletons, once wanted to hunt Parsh and transform it into an undead creature.

But due to various unknowable concerns, this war between evil things and evil things failed to start after all.

In the end, with the union of the four northern countries, Parsh signed an agreement with the human kingdom. It will live on the coldest and steepest Chia Peak. At the same time, in exchange, the four northern countries will also provide it with food and gold to appease it. Parsh's violent dragon blood.

This humiliating pact shocked the kingdom of all intelligent beings, Parsh, and was revered and called the evil dragon for this reason.

The evil dragon—Parsh!

But last summer, it all came to an end.

The hunters who escaped by chance described in horror what they saw. The sky was burned with a huge hole by the dragon's breath, and mountains were shattered.

The furious roar of the evil dragon Palsh echoed everywhere, from the ground to the sky, from the south to the north, one could smell deadly poisonous gas and stench when one breathed, and the torrential dragon's blood spilled from the red clouds, more urgent than the heavy rain .

The last of all this.

is a light--

That light penetrated the jaw of the evil dragon Parsh, passed through the borneol, and nailed it to the peak of Chia.

The mysterious and handsome knight came to the sky and came to the peak of Chia. He pulled out the light that crucified the evil dragon Parsh, and the light changed into the shape of a magic spear in his hand.

All of this, this great cause of slaying the dragon with great vigor, was recorded by an accompanying mage apprentice in the hunter team with the spell of taking photos.

He followed Orion into the mountain, originally intending to pick windbreath to complete the last potion of his apprenticeship, but inadvertently, he witnessed the dragon slaying battle that shook the kingdom of all intelligent beings!

After pulling out the magic spear, the mysterious knight quickly disappeared without a trace, even though he won the love of almost all noble women in the north.

The nobles of the four northern countries rushed to award him honors, trying to win him to their side, but no matter how they searched, the mysterious knight was like a ghost. He disappeared in the northern land, and he was never seen again. existed.

"Noble knight."

The young man quickly walked down the steps of the long hall. The noble prince from Novella seemed ecstatic. He firmly grasped Bai Shu's ignorant hand, and said in admiration:

"I, Andri Frollo, by the gods and the fathers, welcome you to Novellia, where all the bards sing of your deeds, and believe me, there you will Live like a demigod!"

"Valens!" The gray dwarf beside Bai Shu suddenly winked and became excited. He jumped up and bumped into Bai Shu's shoulder, shouting, "Dragon Slayer, Valens!"

"Valens!" Under the shout of the gray dwarf, the first person in the hall raised his long sword and shouted in agreement: "Valens!"

"Valence!"

"Valence!"

"Valence!"

……

"We are brothers in blood; but the mead is not given to us both, and I will never drink it alone."

The sound wave was boiling like it was about to burn up. Amidst the violent din, the one-eyed man approached slowly. He looked at the dazed Bai Shu, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously:

"Valence, my glorious brother, the noble dragon slayer! I want to hear your thoughts on this battle!"

"I……"

Bai Shu raised his head in confusion, he felt that a piece of memory was missing, the figures around him were laughing, and they were all chanting the same name, their faces were between familiar and unfamiliar, they were clearly in front of them, but they were always like looking at them in the water The moon is just a shadow.

"I……"

Bai Shu clutched his throat in pain, and almost vomited out of boredom. This sudden nausea and pain made him wish to tear his head apart. The loud laughter in front of him seemed to come from far away, bit by bit, like a dilapidated The gramophone in the room was trembling, repeating the old voice.

"Valence!"

"Valence!"

"Valence!"

……

The cheers and chants continued, they praised the name of the dragon slayer, the horn cups were bumped hard, the golden yellow mead splashed out, and the hole passed through the top of Baishu's head.

I--

I'm?

Valens?

Atractylodes!

In Chang'an City, the black devil, I am injured... I am in Guangxia Palace! ! !

Injured by the flying flesh from the black demon, I was promoted to Sizhuo, and then brought back to Guangxia Palace by Shen Zhen.

fake!

here……

all of these……

Bai Shu hugged his head tremblingly, knelt on the ground and shivered, his throat made a violent retching sound, and every finger was trembling in severe pain, but everyone in the hall didn't seem to notice the difference, the gray dwarf held up his hands Still cheering, everyone's faces were filled with excited smiles, ecstasy and awe, and various expressions were mixed on their faces.

fake!

fake!

fake!

Bai Shu raised his head furiously, and everyone turned a blind eye to him. In this carnival, he wandered at the outermost layer of the party, no one looked at him, and no one could see him.

Guangxia Palace, Black Demon, fourth turbidity, elevated memory...

"Things seen when promoted to the third turbidity are still clear, but after the fourth turbidity, it is so real, can even the consciousness be confused?!!!"

Bai Shu suddenly burst out laughing, clinging tightly to his head which was so painful that it was about to explode.

He remembered, remembered everything, after Chang'an City, he went to Guangxia Palace of Western Chu to recuperate his wounds, and woke up from time to time for three years.

All this, everything in sight, whether dwarf or prince, storm or hall.

They are all memories of what happened in the past when they were promoted to the four turbidities!

This is the reproduction of old memories in my mind! ! !

He didn't cross.

His real body is still in Guangxia Palace!

And at the same moment, the moment he came to his senses, his vision suddenly began to blur, and the self-consciousness he had just condensed became chaotic again, like a candle in the wind.

"After I was injured by that piece of flesh in Chang'an City, I went to Guangxia Palace to recuperate. Here is a fragment of memory after breaking through the four turbidity!!!"

The last thought flashed through his mind, and immediately, the boundless chaos swallowed him up, nothingness, only innumerable and endless nothingness.

That old memory fragment was too powerful, it suppressed his sober self-awareness, and made him, in a daze, truly, put himself into this scene in memory!

……

……

……

I--

I'm?

Valens?

Atractylodes!

Bai Shu raised his head again, and the daze gradually faded away, replaced by faith and determination.

The old memory scenes began to replay, the weak self was repressed, and everything was happening again in my mind as it was in the old days.

I--

After re-sealing the Hughes Gate, I used the attribute panel to cross the Void Sea and came here.

I--

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Baishu's lips.

Here, under my pseudonym Valens, I shot and killed the evil dragon Parsh. I am the dragon slayer!I……

Bai Shu turned his head stiffly, looking at the one-eyed man who was three meters tall and wearing an antler helmet, a flash of understanding slowly flashed in his eyes.

Outside of Ayr, I shot the King of Trolls and saved Morrell's life, and now I'm in Ayr!

Correct!

Correct!

Correct!

An inexplicable emotion gradually filled his pupils, all doubts and confusion disappeared, and Bai Shu's eyes brightened up again.

After sealing the Hughes Gate, after crossing the Void Sea, I came to the god system world named Nordic in my previous life. Here is one of the billions of pasture worlds of Braki, the god of poetry!

Now, it is the frost giant Dasai who broke in through the gap in the world tree. It defeated the combined army of dwarves and high elves, and flooded the thirteen plains with cold waves. It enslaved the orcs, and the goblins fled before it. The kingdoms united against a frost giant named Darsay.

I--

I'm going to kill Daxai the frost giant!

now.

Bai Shu smiled.

If you kill Da Sai, you can get a lot of attribute points. Whether it is the frost giant or the evil dragon Parsh, they all have divinity, and divinity can be transformed into huge attribute points. It is the only attribute point. source!

"My glorious brother!"

When Bai Shu was thinking briefly, the gray time suddenly became brighter, and it began to flow again.The one-eyed Morrel, leader of the Aiir, spoke again:

"As for the frost giant Dasai, I would like to hear your opinion on this battle."

"I'll shoot it like I shot Parsh the evil dragon."

Bai Shu opened his mouth lightly, showing a smile.

now.

In the center of the long hall surrounded by everyone, the young knight in silver-white armor smiled. He lazily hugged his chest and leaned against the pillar of the long hall, his handsome face was solemn and indifferent.

"In the name of Odin." Bai Shu raised his head calmly, and the light of the torch in the long hall lightly fell into his eyes: "I swear to you."

"It's so handsome! Valens!!!"

Time stood still for a moment, and everyone in the long hall, whether it was Morel, the leader of the Ayres, or Andri Frollo, the prince from Novella, were all shocked by this scene.

In the blazing fire, the silver-white knight took off his helmet, handsome, just like a real god.His tone was solemn but indifferent, as if he was telling a tragic and profound history, but he was extremely calm, as if he had just plucked the most delicate flower in the garden.

"So handsome! Valens! You are simply perfect!"

The gray dwarf dropped the wine bottle, jumped up high, and shouted excitedly:

"Odin, if the gods give me a sister, I will marry her to you! I swear on my hammer!"

……

……

……

The cold wind howled from the sky, even though nearly half of it was blocked by the thirteen towering gates of Ayer City, but the other half still made people feel bleak, like a knife was stirring in the bone marrow, painful and cold.

Gray dwarf John shrank in the wide bear skin, his teeth were chattering, and his mouth kept hissing. He was holding on to the hammer that was as big as two of his heads, one foot deep and the other shallow, and followed closely. Behind the silver-white figure in front.

"Valens, Valens!"

Gray dwarf John complained: "You are walking too fast, wait for me! Aren't we from a knight order?"

"What Knights?"

Bai Shu, who declined the banquet, turned her head lightly, and said with a smile, "When did I join the Knights with you?"

"White Knights." John raised his head in surprise: "Last time, didn't you say that we belong to the White Knights?"

"That's just to lie to the noble lady, you know..."

Bai Shu shrugged, showing a nice smile:

"The daughter of Grand Duke Arlette has a piece of mithril. If I want to get it, I have to sneak into the banquet and participate in the tournament. But the servant at the gate doesn't let the wandering knights in, so I improvised a White Knights."

"Then we are not companions anymore?" John showed a frustrated look: "I..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, we won't be." Bai Shu rubbed his hands, interrupting his complaint: "Hurry up, it's too cold here!"

John froze for a moment, and then the simple and honest gray dwarf laughed and stroked his beard, and followed quickly.

"But you didn't compete, Grand Duke Arlette, the beautiful daughter of that great nobleman still gave you Mithril." After a few breaths of silence, John broke his mouth and said, "You are so lucky, even if you are a goddess , will like your appearance too!"

"It's already settled." Bai Shu, who was ahead of her, curled her lips: "She gave me Mithril, and I killed the evil dragon Parsh for her. This is a fair deal, I will do what you like!"

John hissed, but said nothing.

"By the gods, Valens."

Walking through the long mountain corridor, at the last moment of entering the palace, John hesitated and said, "Are you sure you can kill the frost giant Dasai? I heard..."

"As long as it can be hit by me, I am half sure to shoot it!"

Bai Shu stretched out his hand and shook it lightly. Under John's envious eyes, a red magic gun appeared out of thin air in his palm.

"It's called 'Hughes', and it has saved my life many times." Bai Shu gently stroked the pole, the most precious treasure in the Gate of Hughes, brought over from the previous world, and said softly: "As long as it is hit by me , I am half sure that I will shoot Da Sai!"

"What a beautiful thing!" John stroked the smooth gun body gently, and praised: "Odin, if I can build such a thing, my father will jump up from the land of fog!"

"You will." Bai Shu comforted: "Didn't you dwarves once create the eternal gun for Odin—Kungnir? You are also a dwarf, so it shouldn't be much worse."

"Valence, that's a really bad joke."

John muttered: "Besides, the deeds of the dwarves forging Kungunir are just legends. In my opinion, most of my ancestors got drunk and bragged about it! Odin, but Not every dwarf is proficient in blacksmithing!"

Bai Shu smiled, he approached the gate of the palace, the moment he just entered, he stopped suddenly.

"John."

After a moment of silence, Bai Shu hesitated and said, "Do you believe that Ragnarok really exists?"

"what?"

"Ragnarok."

"Here is just one of the billions of pasture worlds of Blaki, the god of poetry, Odin, Valens, what are you thinking?!"

John screamed strangely:

"No offense, this world may just be the god of poetry, his old man's drunken snot, billions of them, Valens, the world of pastures like this, in the hands of the god of poetry, there are billions of them! Except for the god of poetry , there are countless noble gods on the branches of the world! Valens? Who can bring them dusk?!!!"

"maybe……"

After a long silence, Bai Shu nodded slowly. He waved goodbye to his dwarf friend and walked into the resting palace.

"Turn on."

In the empty palace, Bai Shu carefully summoned a newly learned rune to be on guard. In order to deal with the frost giant Dasai, he still needs to be stronger!

There was a slight flash in his eyes, and in an instant, a translucent attribute panel appeared in front of him out of thin air.

　emmmmm... In a word, if you can't read the book seriously, then at least, please speak carefully... In addition, some writers, please detour, just read the book, I hope everyone will not be disgusted with each other

　　

　

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