Doomsday Totem

Chapter 417 The Past

Dr 3714-7-18, am.

The highest point of the ancient temple, in front of the holy fire altar.

In the silence, a gust of wind suddenly blew by, the flames in the stone basin shook violently, and the embers scattered all over the sky immediately, drifting into the distance with the wind.As if being provoked by the outside world, the fire suddenly sprang up, burning violently, crackling, becoming hotter, brighter, and surging.

In an instant, the gorgeous fire light reflected the solemn white robe red, and the monstrous heat wave rushed towards the face.

A white-haired old man picked up the hammer and staff on the altar, raised them above his head, and hit each other.

"Keng..."

A deep and long clang sounded, as if it resounded through the whole world.

The ancient hammer and staff suddenly emitted a golden light, like the dawn and the rising sun.

"Gone spirits, please guide the way forward for our children and grandchildren. We need the wisdom of thousands of years, the eyes to see the past and the future, and choose the successor of Thunder Hammer for us..."

Amidst the pious chanting, the holy flame swayed, and gradually separated a strand, lingering on the Thunder Hammer.

"You guys, who's coming?" The Ancient Prophet turned around and asked Tie Slag, Hagrid and the others.

"Boss, hurry up." Iron Slag pushed Hagrid and said.

"Why me?" Hagrid couldn't help being stunned, "You were the one who retrieved the Thunder Hammer, and..."

"There are not so many reasons, it's you." Iron Slag interrupted Hagrid roughly, and said without doubt.The reason why he puts the blame on Hagrid is not because he is afraid of taking responsibility, but because he feels that Hagrid's life is fragile.He hoped that Hagrid could live a good life after he had the responsibility he couldn't shirk...

"I can't be the successor of Thunder Hammer, because..." Hagrid was silent for a while, and said firmly, "Because I'm not suitable!"

"You want to shirk your responsibility as the fire seed?" Tie Slag asked with a frown, and a villain who looked like he was the first to file a complaint.

"You!" Hagrid was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment. As an older brother, he couldn't act like a rogue like his younger brother.

"Stop arguing..." Seeing the two brothers evade each other, the ancient great prophet could only sigh, turned to Hagrid, and said solemnly: "You are the oldest of the new generation of the Norses family, you should It's up to you to take responsibility."

"I...I really don't fit..." Hagrid whispered.

"My child, this is the only way we have inherited from ancient times to the present. Please believe in the wisdom of the heroic spirits. They will always choose the most suitable successor. Go in and try it." After finishing speaking, he handed over the thunder hammer in his hand. Gave it to Hagrid.Then, he bent down, groped for a while on the floor in front of the altar, and then turned over a large brick, revealing a stone step leading to the lower part of the altar.Looking down, the bottom is pitch black, I don't know how far it is.

"Go, child, Thunder Hammer will guide you." The ancient great prophet said.

Looking at the long and far-reaching stone steps, Hagrid sighed resignedly, took one last look at Iron Slag, and walked down step by step with the Thunder Hammer.

"Boom...boom...boom...boom...boom...boom...boom..."

The narrow stone steps go down all the way, neither turning nor ending, as if endless.Hagrid walked in the darkness for an unknown amount of time before a beam of light gradually appeared in front of him.He walked over quickly, and the light became brighter and brighter.Like a searchlight shining directly, the light became more and more dazzling.Until the end, he couldn't see anything...

The next moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and his eyesight gradually recovered.Looking left and right, this is the interior of an ordinary private house.

There are graffiti on the walls, old newspapers and magazines piled up randomly on the floor, dilapidated red leather sofas, wooden tea tables with bumpy surfaces, and various old chests of drawers and cabinets...

Everything in front of me is indescribably familiar and kind.

"Hagrid, come and help mom get the pot. Tonight we have your favorite goulash." Suddenly, a familiar woman appeared in front of him holding a pot.He subconsciously went to pick up the hot pot, and put it on the small wooden table on the side.

"Brother, you're stealing food again, I'm going to tell mom." A crisp voice suddenly rang in my ears, and I turned around to see a little girl with one hand on her hip and a pouting mouth.Her hair is very long, slightly curly, and she is wearing a small gray sarong with patches. Her eyes are big and bright, and a small canine tooth is exposed in her slightly opened mouth.Even when angry, there is an indescribable cuteness.

"No..." Just as he was about to explain, a gentle voice came from behind him.

"Don't bully your brother all the time, he is the one who loves you the most." Turning around, there was a tall and strong figure.

"Father..." Looking at the other party, the title that hadn't been called for many years almost blurted out.

"Come on~ Don't be dazed, come and help, today is the Praise Festival of the Gods, and we also celebrate other people's festivals."

He was about to respond, but at this moment, the surroundings shook like an earthquake.Looking up, the roof was shattered, the sky was blood-colored, and countless blue lights pierced the sky.

"Boom!" "Da da da... da da da..." "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" ""Heavy fire...""Don't show mercy, they are all bug mutants!" "Run! Run!" "Brother! Where are you, brother!" ""My child, my child!" "Kang Dang!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Blow them to death, we don't need prisoners." "In the name of the Holy Light, burn them to death!" Sword, Norses, kill!" "Go! For the light!" "For glory!" "Kill them all!" "Ah!" "Uh..."

All of a sudden, there were various sounds, including explosions, bullets, battle roars, curses, and wailing...

Everything in front of him turned into a sea of ​​flames, with splashed flesh and fragmented corpses everywhere.Among the ruins of the house, he saw his mother's apron, his sister's long hair...

"No!"

He roared, drew his sword, and charged into the tide-like enemy army.

kill!kill!kill!

His eyes were scarlet, his battle clothes were stained with blood, his corpses were scattered everywhere, his blood flowed into rivers, and his corpses piled up into mountains, but he couldn't calm down the anger and resentment that filled his heart.He wants to kill all enemies, and he wants justice for his relatives.

Suddenly, the screen changed, and he came to that snowy night.

A tall figure was facing away from him, standing high on the mound.

"Hagrid, please remember, we Norses would rather die than surrender!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a flash of cold light, and the high head fell down, mixed with mud and blood, and rolled to his feet.

"Whoa whoa! Whoa whoa! Whoa whoa!"

He roared crazily, anger, sadness, unwillingness, pain, resentment, all kinds of negative emotions were like floods bursting the embankment, and the monstrous waves smashed his last sliver of reason into pieces...

"Wow! Beast! Beast! I'm going to kill you all! I'm going to kill you all!"

He swung his sword wildly, slashing and killing the enemies around him endlessly, until he was exhausted and could no longer swing his weapon.

After a long time...

He gradually regained his sobriety, holding the thunder hammer with a blank face, staggered up the stone steps along the way he came, walked out of the secret door step by step, and returned to the holy fire altar.

"Sorry, I failed." After speaking, Hagrid tilted his body and passed out directly.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly moved Hagrid to the side lounge, covered him with a quilt, and left Tie Ling and Lilith to take care of him.

"Why can't he be the successor of Thunder Hammer?"

"He is kind, brave, firm in his beliefs, and willing to sacrifice for others, how could he not..."

A moment later, in front of the holy fire altar, Tie Slag asked the ancient great prophet about his doubts.

The Great Prophet took a deep breath, stared at the ancient sacred flame, and said slowly: "Maybe..."

"He has already shouldered too much, and the heroic spirits can't bear to increase his burden."

After hearing what the Great Prophet said, Tie Slag was silent for a long time.

"How about it, do you want to try it?" the Great Prophet asked.

"I...I'm not suitable..." Tie Slag shook his head and refused.He is a wanted criminal in Yincheng World. How many people want to exchange his head for money, and he still owes a lot of debts. It is impossible for You Ge to let him go, and it is impossible for Bi Qinglan to let him go.If he really becomes the successor of Thunder Hammer, it probably won't be long. Not only is Thunder Hammer gone, but even the successor is gone...

Moreover, there are not many people in the world who don't know his appearance, so where can he hide?If You Ge knew that he was in the ancient temple and asked the ancient temple to extradite him, would the ancient great prophet have the ability to refuse?Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the ancient great prophet had the courage, he would still harm the other party.What can the ancient lineage rely on to compete with the temple and the world parliament? Open your mouth?
After Hagrid woke up, Iron Slag came to the bed and said expressionlessly: "The third child you mentioned is that Fang Norses, you let him try it too."

"What!" Hagrid lost his temper immediately, and shouted loudly, "His name is Zhu Yongnian, he is a sales clerk, and has nothing to do with us Norses."

"He is also the fire seed, he has this obligation." Iron Slag said.

"Iron Slag, what's the matter with you? You are obviously the best candidate, why do you still want to shirk your responsibility? Don't you always say that you are the guardian of the holy wolf? Why do you back down when the critical moment comes?" Hagrid forced With anger, he asked patiently.

"The whole Yincheng world is hunting me, how long do you think I can hide?" Tie Slag asked back.

"That can't be Zhu Yongnian, he's a piece of trash." Hagrid growled.

"Even if he is trash, he is still Norses." Iron Slag insisted.

"You..." Hagrid gradually calmed down, and finally said shaking his head, "Okay, okay, I'll take you to see him, he's in Xijing, we'll go find him right away."

Then, Hagrid got out of bed, went to the altar and asked the ancient great prophet for a jeep.Half an hour later, the two brothers, led by Zhao Wenke, the guard in front of the fire, boarded a jeep and headed towards Xijing, where the Temple of War Bear is located.

(End of this chapter)