Rebirth of the Viking King

Loki frowned and carefully flipped through the old book in front of him.

What the fuck

I'm so crazy

Two sentences, each with five words, he had repeated no less than a hundred times.

For two days, he stayed at home and devoted himself to preparing for the college entrance examination to carefully study the ancient Chinese book in Old Wade's hands.

The cover of this book is made of an unknown black animal skin. The center of the animal skin was stamped with six traditional regular scripts [General Map of the World] with a soldering iron.

There are also two small words written below: Volume 15.

Although the traditional Chinese characters in regular script of the Tang Dynasty were not familiar to him, Luo Ji was still familiar with them. However, after opening this illustrated and colorful book and carefully studying every word in it, he immediately discovered something unusual about this book.

"Volume 15" is written on the cover, indicating that this is just one book in a set. However, as soon as he read the first sentence, Loki discovered a huge problem.

The entire book describes a city that does not exist on land.

【Sinking City·Hohenheim】

This is the name of this city.

There are seven maps in the book, which piece together the complete appearance of the submerged city.

The first map accurately depicts the traffic routes in the town and its urban divisions.

The second one uses contour lines to record the geographical environment, and the next one records the trends of mountains and rivers outside the city, as well as several roads leading to the city.

etc.

The records on the map are extremely familiar. Because the thickness of the brushes used by the ancients was uncontrollable, each map simply recorded only a part of the details.

In addition to maps, there are dozens of colorful illustrations drawn with gold powder, silver powder, cinnabar, and colorful stone powder!

All illustrations accurately describe the race, hierarchy, beliefs, daily life, etc. in the "Sinking City", even down to what they usually eat, how many hours they work, and what the residents of different areas do. The work is marked out in detail.

The issue is

This is a city that does not exist on land!

The first page gives an important clue: the person who drew this book is "Mo Yiquan" from the Tang Dynasty, but this book is not his original work. When Li Longji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, asked him to compile the "General Map of the World: The Submerged City Scroll", he hand-copied it from an even older Qin Dynasty bamboo scroll in the palace, "The Map of the Tributes of All Fans in the World".

In other words, this is a city that existed during the Qin Dynasty more than a thousand years ago.

According to the records in the book: The First Emperor unified the six countries and made the country extremely powerful.

In order to seek immortality, he sent millions of monks to the ends of the earth. On the one hand, he conveys the glory of the king to the people in the outside world, and on the other hand, he kills the old gods lurking in the dark places of Kyushu and takes the heavenly materials and earthly treasures from them to refine elixirs.

Kill the God of the World and refine the elixir of immortality!

The "Sinking City" Hohenheim was discovered by these traveling pre-Qin Qi masters. They used the secret method of the stars to find this city dedicated to the ancient gods, killed all the believers of the ancient gods, broke the ancient gods' bodies into pieces, and tried to smelt them into elixirs.

However, this is a city that exists under the water. This city can only appear one day every seven years. If the alchemists do not return to the sea within a day, the sea will cover the sea again. They would be trapped under the sea for up to seven years.

Qin State's Qi Refiners have their own unique secret method for smelting ancient gods. According to the book, the ancient gods are powerful creatures that float in outer space and accidentally fall to Kyushu. Their essence, energy and blood are extremely abundant. It takes at least seven or seventy-nine days to smelt them into elixirs. As for some huge ones, The Lord of the Old Days would need ninety-nine and eighty-one days.

The Qi Refiners who chopped the ancient god into pieces got into a dispute in the Submerged City. Some people thought that it didn't matter if there were more pills or less pills. There were so many treasures of heaven and earth in the king's palace that they were not bad at all. This one.

They don't have to trap themselves under the sea for seven years for a pill. If you have this time, it is better to follow the instructions of the stars and go to the hiding places of other ancient gods.

In this way, the efficiency is higher.

However, another group of King Qin's fanatical supporters believed that the King's orders were above all else. The king said that he would kill the gods of the world. The task of our monks is to kill all the ancient gods hidden in the corners and then smelt them.

No one should be missing.

In their eyes, the life of a Qi practitioner lasts for hundreds of years. King Qin unified the world, which was a great achievement that shocked the past and the present. Spending 7 years working for such a great man is nothing.

The record of the "story" in the entire book stops abruptly. Did these Qi refiners stay in the underwater city in the end? Did they successfully master the elixir? How did their subsequent missions go?

The author seemed to have died suddenly while writing, leaving no record.

"Brother, if you are reincarnated in your next life to write online novels, your first order will be very fucking outrageous." The disconnection here made Loki's heart feel like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

Turning to the next page, another annotation by the Tang Dynasty scribe "Mo Yiquan" appears.

"Because His Majesty attaches too much importance to the 'Overall Map of the World' and requires caution and pragmatism, I have to use many methods to find the entrance to the sleeping city. However, I have been sailing in the 'Little Cold Sea' for more than twenty years with many ancient books from the Pre-Qin Dynasty. , but have never discovered the secret passage into the Submerged City!”

"The time limit given by His Majesty is that I must return within thirty years. Just when I was about to fall into despair, the ancestor of Hongmeng finally sent me a blessing!"

(Ancestor Hongmeng, is this the deity that this author believes in? Or is he an outsider or something like that?)

On the full moon day of the "Frost Eclipse Moon", the four stars Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji and Tianquan will appear above the sea. Every seven years, the distance between the four stars shortens by three points. On that day, the sea will be calm and there will be heavy fog. "

"At this time, take the blood of the believers of the ancient gods and scatter it into the sea. The bright moon and stars will generate tidal vortexes, mapping the passage into the submerged city of Hohenheim."

After reading this, Loki kept shaking his head and almost broke his neck.

If it were before time travel, a book with so many "fantasy creatures" and "weird creations" and such a nonsense way to find a way would look like a die-hard fan of fantasy novels. A peripheral magazine made with bad money.

For example, "The One Hundred Hidden Secrets of Harry Potter", "A Song of Ice and Fire Setting Collection" and so on.

It's all a joke.

There is a group of people who naturally like to read settings. Don't tell any stories, just give them an imaginary world, and imagine a bunch of creatures that exist in this world out of thin air. They can read it with interest, and spontaneously enjoy it in post bars and forums. Cute.

The "SCP Foundation" that became popular a few years ago is exactly this kind of thing.

The ancients who co-authored the same routine have played it for more than a thousand years. With a long sigh, Loki silently closed the ancient book in front of him.

It is tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

This is his only feeling about this "set collection of fantasy novels". As a highly educated atheist, he did not believe a single word written in this book. In his eyes, this is just a more advanced book of strange stories, a science fiction novel written more than a thousand years ago.

It did not provide any substantial help to the "Hanshui Village Production and Construction Corps" managed by him.

He gently closed the ancient book and asked the maid outside the door to bring a basin of hot water. He washed his face carefully and patted his cheek hard to regain consciousness. Glancing at the bright moon rising slowly in the sky, he grabbed the big ax standing in the corner, stood by the basin, cleaned the ax surface, and polished it carefully.

This is a 4 feet 7 inches long Viking axe. The bronze ax blade was inlaid on a piece of dark and shiny pine wood, glowing dark red under the light. It was the mark left by the blood of hundreds of dead souls soaking into the wood. It was also the only relic left to Loki after his father died.

"My son, I can see that you are no ordinary person. As a father, I don't have much to teach you, but you have to remember."

"Martial skills are the foundation of a Viking! Whether you are a farmer chopping firewood or a farmer raising chickens in a mountain village, everyone must learn how to wield a big ax, otherwise this cold barren mountain will immediately swallow up your bones and dregs None left!”

"I am about to enter the Hall of Valor and drink wine with the gods. This ax has been with me all the way. I hope you will continue to use it and find your place in the Hall of Valor."

After saying that, the father, who was only half a body left, closed his eyes and died. No one knows how he managed to return from the Slavic land with such a broken body for more than ten days.

But from that day on, Loki never stopped training in martial arts.

After sharpening the axe, he walked to the center of the courtyard with his bare upper body resisting the heavy axe. After chopping for a long time, I inadvertently looked up and saw fine snowflakes starting to float on the horizon.

The snowflakes fell on his skin, which was red from exercise, and immediately evaporated into white mist. Unknowingly, he found that he had become accustomed to the feeling of wielding a giant axe.

Perhaps, he has already recognized his identity as a Viking in this life.