Chapter 251

"The Bard once said that our Nordic people are flowing with the blood of the Nordic gods and should be in awe of the gods!"

"But since we all have God's blood, why are we tortured and ravaged!"

"When night fell, I prayed with a pious heart for the goddess of night, the God of war, the God of storm and the God of fire for three years!"

"And those bastards who bully us on weekdays are abusive and profane the statues of the gods enshrined in the city!"

"However... We are still bullied, and rude people still enjoy more comfortable treatment in elegant clothes!"

Francis clenched his teeth. He quietly looked at a wooden house at the foot of the mountain. A familiar woman was lingering with a rude man to meet his instinctive desires.

His eyes were deep. After revealing his disguise, he was not like the timidity and uneasiness of the day.

"I know a priest. Although he is a black iron rank in the internship stage, he pursues the teachings of the gods and has treated hundreds of people!"

"But even the most devout believers of the gods were involved in a struggle. They were cut off their limbs and cut into sticks by dignitaries. Finally, the civilians who had been treated by him rushed up, breaking bones, cramping, drinking blood and eating meat! Even the skin on their faces was picked away by the owner of the tailor's shop!"

"The reason for the struggle is ridiculous, because three noble young masters compete for a prostitute. The believer of the gods is not as valuable as a prostitute! How sad!"

"Chaos! Endless chaos! In books, it has been recorded that northern Europe, which has prospered for thousands of years, has left countless amazing and legendary places of civilization. How can it be so unbearable, or that it only happens in the backward and barren northern land abandoned by the gods?!"

Standing on the stone platform, Francis's thin figure is tall and straight, handsome and unrestrained, without the lowliness and embarrassment of the day.

The transformation of his mind makes his young figure a little calm and temperament improved. It makes a first impression that he is like a young man who has faded his childishness and can hunt and kill prey!

He is breaking his cocoon into a butterfly. This is the growth of his soul! Is the most valuable experience in life!

"The glory of God shines on the world. The warriors of the Nordic family ride on horses, wave long swords, throw their heads and shed blood... Create legendary deeds!"

Bathed in the pale moonlight, he stretched out a hand and shook it at the broken moon above the night sky!

Deep eyes, contempt for God!

In an instant, the fingernail pierced into the palm and scratched a blood mark.

At the same time, the goddess of night who monitored the whole northern Europe seemed to notice the contempt of a weak creature for her, and her eyes fell on him!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the void set off a strong wind, and a big storm was brewing in the sea of clouds like a tide. The roaring thunder twined and burst into a blazing white light!

Wind and clouds, lightning and thunder!

"God, can't rely on, can't believe, can't look directly... We are just a group of ants to them."

"Even if this mole ant calls God's name and builds a magnificent church, in God's view, it is nothing more than a simple thing built by mole ants with stones, branches and leaves, which is not worth mentioning!"

"In the current context of northern Europe, God has abandoned us... All we can believe is ourselves."

Facing the roaring wind, Francis was bathed in torrential rain. Even if a ray of thunder fell and exploded a big tree less than 100 meters around him, he was happy and not afraid!

The wound on his back cracked, but the feeling of granulation falling off and crisp and refreshing made Francis laugh up!

"When will I, like the Nordic God of war, cross the battlefield, unparalleled in the world!! even grow to the level of killing the demon king and stand side by side with the brave!!"

"Beidi, after all, is just a barren land. If I want to fly into the sky, I must go out!"

"But at present, the most important thing is to gain strength! Open the knight level!"

"If you want to be strong, the first step to become a professional is to refine the energy factor and step into the black iron internship stage!"

Francis gasped and swallowed the energy factor wandering in the void through breathing and breathing.

Under this storm, the energy factor riots are extremely rich!

"Dong!"

The sound of a big clock vibrated in the void, and the light green ripples exploded thousands of kilometers around!

In the sky, the cracks across 300 feet away were torn, and the withered Yellow River poured down, showing hundreds, thousands and tens of thousands of biological virtual shadows!

There are holy angels with six wings on their backs, Golden Lions with nine heads, ice mammoths crushing mountains, priests in holy robes, Cyclops mastering thunder and so on!

The river of time poured back and forth, and a group of ancient creatures appeared, which surprised Francis in the state of cultivation.

With a short knowledge, he can only draw knowledge from books and imagine how powerful these creatures are at war with the brave!

"Blasphemer, I have to say, your courage is commendable, much better than those soft egg gods!"

A divine sound fell, and Francis only felt the burst of his eardrum and a splash of blood!

God, do not listen, indescribable, do not look directly!!

His brain couldn't bear this magnificent flood of information, and his body lit a fire. Fortunately, he didn't open the level. Otherwise, the level would be broken, the devil could eat it back, and his body would explode directly!

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"Hoo!"

As time and space returned to flow, Francis stared at the quiet night sky, as if the previous storm and the falling gods were just an illusion.

Only the healed skin on the back and the beating heart in the chest told him that everything was not a dream!

He officially entered the professional level. The initial level was the ninth bronze level, the peak of the formal professional!

The most important thing is that he actually attracted the attention of a god!

He thought a little. God's will explained a lot, but with God's departure, they all disappeared and had no impression.

Regardless of these, Francis honed his dark green magic power, flaxen short hair, emerald eyes and handsome facial features. He seemed to be reborn and changed a person.

He walked down the mountain, but he happened to meet the so-called Uncle Tom.

The other party tidied up his belt, his bloated body looked like a fat pig, his fingers were wearing jewelry rings, and his whole body exuded the smell of nouveau riche.

"Yo, kid, your mother's taste is really ecstatic, which makes me have endless aftertaste..."

Tom laughed at Francis at first sight.

But Francis's green eyes fell on him calmly and passed by him.

This scene made Tom inexplicably angry.

He came forward quickly and grabbed Francis with a big hand, but the latter avoided flexibly and showed a sharp edge in his eyes.

"What are you looking at? I tell you, in the future, I will be your father!!"

Tom roared, but the next moment, a black light flooded his sight!

"Tear!"

One arm was thrown high, splashing a large amount of blood!