Old days in the box

Chapter 54 I will cover this situation

"Daemon, 29 years old, the third prince of the Kingdom of Sinos."

"Born with the blessing of Thor, the God of Thunder, one of the main gods of Asgard, the hero of the North people has an elite team of North warriors. All the weapons are made by the dwarfs in the underground, and the armor is inspired by the sea elves. Blessed to resist the intrusion of magic, the rune hammer in his hand was carefully crafted by dwarves and can channel the power of thunder.”

"Click to see more information."

Zhou Xiao continued to click for more information.

With the experience of the king last time, Zhou Xiao now knows that the "more information" displayed here is not actually their 3D three-dimensional view, but their souls.

As the picture popped up, a naked man covered in golden light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Damon is a hero born with the blessing of the gods. His soul state is almost transparent, floating like a golden angel. He is indeed completely different from ordinary people.

"Sure enough, he is a person with the power of the gods, and the first one is Thor, the God of Thunder." Zhou Xiao didn't seem to be surprised, and nodded to himself.

Inside the window is a world where gods really exist, and such blessed heroes must exist.

Not only heroes, in Nordic mythology, major gods and giants often go to the human world privately to have fun and have many mistresses. The demigod bloodlines they left in the human world are not uncommon in mythology.

To put it bluntly, Zhou Xiao's previous success in conquering the Kingdom of East North was just because he was lucky enough to encounter an ancient monster with no ability. That cannot be used as a reference.

It is the true normal for human heroes like Damon to guard one side and defend their country in the name of God.

Zhou Xiao had already expected this, so his mentality had never been inflated, but he had been waiting for the power of this local god to appear.

At this time, he also started to focus, zooming in on Damon and observing his strength and actions.

In the window, Daemon was holding a rune hammer as tall as a man, fighting fiercely on the battlefield.

His rune hammer gleams with lightning, delivering swift bolts of lightning with every swing that smites these monsters of the deep.

Facing his heavy hammer, the psychic shields of the Transformers gradually began to fail.

Psionic shield is a continuously consuming ability. Once the psychic energy cannot keep up, it will disappear. It is not invincible.

Damon raised his hammer and swept forward. A large group of transformers were all pushed back by him, and all the psychic shields on his body flickered.

But countless transmuters soon took their place and continued to flock to Daemon.

He looked up and saw that the entire pier he could see was densely packed with these deep-sea monsters. He didn't know how many thousands there were.

And the elite warriors he led had been swallowed up more than half before they knew it.

Even if they possess rune weapons made by dwarves and wear armor blessed by natural spirits, it is difficult to resist the attacks of these monsters in such a hasty situation.

"You monsters!" Damon roared.

The rune hammer in his hand condensed the powerful power of thunder and turned into an astonishing thunder to strike at these deep sea monsters.

Seven or eight Transformers were instantly knocked away by him, making a huge thunderous noise. The psychic shields on their bodies were instantly shattered, and they would never be able to recover for a while.

Damon took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. He jumped high with a heavy hammer and wanted to execute these transformers on the spot.

But a stream of spiritual energy turned into a tangible entity and quickly spread in front of them, forming a spiritual energy shield to block their heads.

Damon's heavy hammer suddenly slammed down, affecting the lightning.

But it was completely blocked by this shield and could not lose another half point!
Unable to penetrate the shield, Daemon was knocked back, glaring up at the source of the shield.

In the middle of the chaotic battlefield, he saw a woman standing behind these deep-sea monsters, and the shield spread out from her shoulders.

Endless anger welled up in Daemon's heart. As a hero blessed by Thor, he could not accept that he had enemies that he could not defeat. In anger, he raised the rune hammer in his hand and swung at the Transformers again!The woman retracted her shield and instantly moved forward to block the swing of the Rune Hammer with her bare hands!
A terrifying impact instantly erupted with the two of them as the center!
Within ten steps around them, both the Transformers and the North Warriors were blown away by the strong wind. The two magic powers collided violently, and the thunder light illuminated the entire battlefield!
"God's Chosen Champion! God's Chosen Champion!"

The surrounding Transformers all shouted fanatically, their shouts reaching the sky.

The person who was confronting Damon at this time was none other than their chief saint, Freya, the divinely chosen champion!

Among all the Transformers, only her psychic powers can separate from herself and temporarily provide a shield for others.

Only she, the chosen one, could compete with the heroes blessed by the gods.

The light collided between the two of them. The thunder light in Damon's hand and the scarlet light in Freya's hand were in a stalemate, and they were evenly matched.

Damon looked at the confrontation in front of him in disbelief. Before this, he was born with the blessing of Thor, the God of Thunder. He had never lost to anyone in strength, whether it was the snake demon in the deep sea or the beast in the river. Confront his power head on.

But now, he was blocked by a woman.

Thunder boomed, and the brief collision ended in a draw, knocking both sides backward at the same time.

Damon stumbled back while holding on to the heavy hammer, and finally got a clear look at the woman in front of him.

Her body is not as swollen as the deep sea monsters around her. Instead, it is graceful and slender. The psychic shield is draped over her body like a skirt. Her face also wears the faceless patterned mask, revealing only a pair of golden breasts. Eye.

At this time, Freya had already stood firm for the first time and continued walking towards Damon again.

She walked across the battlefield filled with corpses and picked up a broken axe.

Bright and blazing fire suddenly flowed from her hand, instantly melting the ax and reforging it into a fine iron blade.

A North warrior struck suddenly from beside her, and scarlet magic automatically erupted from her shoulders. At that moment, it was as if eight magical winds of different colors entered his body at the same time, petrifying him from the inside out. Then dissolve.

Facing the woman walking towards him with a sharp blade in hand.

Damon felt scared for the first time in his life.

Accelerating for a moment, Freya suddenly threw the blade in her hand towards Damon, like a meteor rocket.

Damon hesitated for half a second before the rune hammer in his hand reacted. Although it bounced away with difficulty, the blade still penetrated his shoulder, leaving a molten-like wound.

Damon gritted his teeth and made no sound, but was knocked to the ground by the momentum and felt a sharp pain.

"Who the hell are you!" He endured the pain and shouted angrily at the woman.

As a powerful hero blessed by the gods, he has left countless legendary achievements on this continent, and he simply cannot accept that he has fallen into such an embarrassing situation.

The Norse are not afraid of death. They believe that after death, their souls will return to the Hall of Valor and be entertained by the gods. What they are afraid of is losing their own glory.

A flash of fire came from across the town, followed by the sound of Norse drums.

Freya looked up and looked into the distance. The sound of the North's war drums was getting closer and closer, which meant that the main army of the Kingdom of Sinos had arrived in this bay one after another to support their prince.

So she took off her mask, finally revealing her face as cold as the moonlight.

After losing the protection of the mask, the golden light in her eyes surged in one breath, as if a person from heaven descended to earth.

"Listen, tell your men, from now on this sea belongs to the great sons of the past."

She dropped her mask as a warning and said coldly to Damon.

(End of this chapter)