Chapter 366 Thunder Falls from the Sky

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I was right, and at the corner of the stony road in front of the group, a group of horsemen, all covered in chain mail and heavy cotton cloth, rushed out, the banner of the flying beast in the hand of one of the leading horsemen, and behind a group of horsemen with shields and great axes looked ahead with proud and annoyed expressions.

It wasn't until several giants appeared in front of them that a gasp sounded in unison.

What a group of giants to describe!

Heavy pale blue armor was worn on them, some of the ornate tassels that dazzled them hung on them, and the horsemen felt ashamed of themselves, and the strange but powerful helmets of the helmets were worn over their heads, so that some of the faint of heart did not even dare to look at them, and they walked with strides, and there was a slight shaking and dull footsteps in the distance on the ground, and the fine horses under their crotches were terrified in front of the giants, and kept retreating.

The agile nature of the beast told them how dangerous the tall creatures in front of them were, and drove them to keep retreating, and even wanted to turn and run away, no matter how the owner on their back drove and whipped, they would not stop, until one of the horsemen jumped off the horse and led it with the reins, and the other horsemen did the same, so as to stop the continuous backward pace of the horses.

I walked up to the trembling dismounted cavalry, ignoring their attempts to put their hands on their weapons but not dare to pull them out, and bowed my head down at the mortals, my words faithfully conveyed through the helmet megaphone.

"Tell me, mortals, where is your king~~~~~~~"

Rolling low Gothic echoed through the streets, shaking off the snow on the beams of the surrounding roofs, and scaring away a few panicked horses that dragged their owners into the distance.

The cavalryman with the banner plucked up his courage and let go of the reins in his hand, for after comparing the size and thickness of his armor, he did not think that he would be taller than the giant on horseback, and that the axe in his hand could see through the giant's armor.

"Giant, who are you, looking for our king......

I interrupted him rudely.

"Mortal, I am a warrior of the Emperor of the Gods, and I have come to warn your mortal king that you mortal duty has not been fulfilled, and now find your king at once, or take me to find your king."

The roaring sound wave struck the poor innocent cavalry leader, his face was now blank, his eyes were blank, he was obviously stunned by the sound wave, and even his beard hung weakly.

"Captain, I think I know where I'm going."

Suddenly, the vice-captain's voice rang out, and I turned to look at him, looking ahead in the direction of his finger.

At some point, the snow had stopped, and a castle with a moat appeared in front of me, and by the standards of mortals, I have to admit that this castle still has some grandeur.

This also makes me even more angry, as a protected mortal, he is willing to build such a flashy toy, and is not willing to fulfill his due obligation to pay taxes for the imperial demigods, this kind of mortal sin deserves death.

"Jump backpack ready, follow me!"

I commanded loudly, and the jumping backpack behind me reacted first at my will, sending two fiery and violent wakes of fire that sent me flying like rockets into the sky towards the castle in the distance, followed by nine Space Marines, leaving behind a group of mortals sitting on the ground with wide eyes.

King Ragnar was a good king, this is a fact recognized by the Nords, this heroic king is generous, for the meritorious people are always rewarded for merit, mistakes must be punished, and act fairly and justly, which is a good king for the Nords.

At this time, King Ragnar was working hard for the time of war, discussing military affairs with a group of military nobles in the council hall, so that the thunderous sound from outside did not alarm everyone, they were plotting on the map, until a Nord royal guard wearing striped armor and a Germanic guard helmet crashed into the conference hall and rushed in in an embarrassed and rolling manner, King Ragnar and the nobles realized that something was wrong---- could it be that there were enemies who had infiltrated the castle and were now wreaking havoc everywhere?

However, before the panting Nord royal guard could report the situation, the gate was smashed open again, attracting everyone's attention, and this time the gate was not like last time, no one ran in, but two thick doors with exquisite patterns carved by the Nord masters, in the deafening sound, as if they had been hit by a battering ram, turned into several pieces and splashed in, hitting several military nobles who had no time to dodge, smashing them to the ground, and letting out a scream.

King Ragnar instantly drew the sword at his waist, and a nobleman next to him shouted that there was an assassin, and the rest of the nobles, whether they were fat men with big bellies or old men with pale hair, immediately pounced on the decorative weapon on the wall, although it was not bladed, but in the hands of the Nords, it was still a weapon that was enough to kill people.

However, their actions and shouts, including King Ragnar, stopped in an instant in shock and panic after seeing the breaker.

I withdrew the steel boots I had kicked out, strode over the remains of the gate on the ground, stepped on the sound of stone and steel clashing footsteps, carried the cold air, walked into the warm hall, turned my head and helmet to look around, and quickly locked on my mission target, the bearded mortal king.

I walked up to him, looked down at him, and ignored the long sword in his hand, the poor iron bar, which was neither covered by a power field nor treated by a single molecule, how could I break through the power armor on my body?

I reached out and flicked the useless iron bar away, and then said in a deep voice.

"Mortal King!?"

The loud sound and the long sword flying out of his hand woke King Ragnar, he looked up, his face full of incredulity, but he was the king of the Nords after the shock, he was the first to react, knowing that fear and resistance were useless, he plucked up his courage and shouted loudly.

"I am King Ragnar of the Nord Kingdom, who are you?"

"I am the demigod of the God Emperor, the mortal king, because you refuse to carry out your mortal obligations, now I have come to warn and announce the punishment, you must not object, you must not delay, you must prepare everything before the end of winter, otherwise, this castle will be your fate......"