Marin stepped up to the gap and cleared the soldiers who stood in his way.

Beep was blessing Marin like a stream of water on his body, and finally Marin untied Beep and his nest and put it aside, and then walked to the tall, burly frost giant with his free hands.

"Little tender skin! Are your friends dead?! The frost giant named Mendelssohn opened his arms, and his huge blood-red battle axe was held in his right hand, and he pointed at Marlin with his left hand: "Me! The Great Chosen Champion does not kill the unknown! Little tender skin! Put your last name on it! ”

The minions behind him howled loudly.

"Marin Gayat, Marin Gayat of Fort Carter, I heard that you are a Chosen Champion, what a coincidence in this world, you see, I am also a Chosen Champion." After speaking, Marin turned to look at the gap and opened his arms: "Soldiers! There should be a round of applause here! Fresh flowers! If none of this is available! Then let those chaotic minions see the courage of our human beings! ”

After speaking, amid the shouts of the soldiers, Marin turned around and pulled away an arrow with his hand: "Mendelssohn!" How dare you destroy the sacred duel! You kid! Shameless scum! ”

"Damn! Don't shoot arrows, you idiot! The frost giant turned to look at his companion, who was about to retreat when a 20mm bullet from Marin's giant revolver had already stabbed into its chest.

Then, without waiting for Mendelssohn to roar, Marin threw the gun aside in his hand: "I have dealt with this coward and coward!" Come! Let's finish the sacred duel! ”

"You don't have a weapon in your hand!" Mendelssohn looked at Marlin, and he was afraid of Marlin's revolver, even if it had been thrown away.

"Weapons...... Marin was about to turn around and ask for one, when he saw a young branch breaking through the ground on the ground.

The twig soon blossomed, and as it bloomed, Marin saw the sword in the flower.

Marin was about to pick it up when he heard a strange noise in the sky, and under the gaze of everyone on the battlefield, a blood-colored battle axe landed beside the long sword.

………………

"Are your children so brave?" Old Jack, who was on the city wall, looked at his old friend beside him and asked.

"He's always been very assertive...... "After saying that, the worried old Gaiatt asked his old friend, "Is this guy named Mendelssohn strong?" ”

"Very strong, seven championship duels, two dead in the God of War Church, three dead in the Winter Wolf Church, one dead and one wounded in the Justice Church, and the injured one is considered a draw." Old Jack watched as the kid stepped out of the gap and stood in front of the sadistic Elector.

"He's a good talker." After listening to everything Marlin said, Old Jack simply leaned on the battlement: "My God, in my life, I have seen such a duel of God's chosen ones, old friend, you better bless your child to really fight." ”

"I believe in him, this kid killed the ghost banshee when he was an apprentice, and now he is already an existence that I can't hope for."

"Is it really that strong?" As soon as Old Jack finished speaking, he saw Marin turn around and pull away the arrow: "It's really strong, Mendelssohn has a guy who is very good at using a bow, he ...... He's dead. Seeing Marlin kill the cloaked guy in the queue in the distance with a revolver, Old Jack put down the binoculars in his hand: "It's nearly 375 yards from me to the deceased, and this kid killed the guy who caused thousands of deaths and injuries at a distance of about 200 yards?" ”

"He's strong?" Old Gayat estimated the distance, and found that he could hit the guy with a long-barreled rifle here—Marin's kid's workshop really created something beyond the imagination of war.

"A very strong longbowman, just dead?" Old Jack raised the telescope again, and he heard Mendelssohn say that Marlin had no weapons, so he looked at Marlin, just in time to see the buds blooming at his feet, and a long sword appeared in front of Marin.

"There's no such outrageous performance in mythology." Old Jack had just said to himself when he heard a whistling sound, and he looked up with Old Gayat and caught a falling weapon with the naked eye.

Then they looked down again and saw a blood-colored battle axe land beside the sword.

“…… I'm sorry, old friend, but I want to ask you which family your son is the chosen one. Old Jack's face was full of confusion.

"I've heard that he has a pretty good relationship with the Just Church." Old Gayat thought for a moment, then replied.

"The relationship is good, and the Lord of Justice himself will give him weapons?" Old Jack pointed to the axe, "Also, how is that axe bloody, don't tell me it's a blessing from some evil god." ”

"Uh...... Who knows. Old Gayat's face was a little weakness that was visible to the naked eye.

“…… I never knew that the duel of the Chosen Chosen that I watched for the first time in my life could come across this kind of jealousy...... Damn, I seem to know something I shouldn't know......" Old Jack looked left and right, as if all around him were waiting to cut off his head and go to the two gods to ask for merit and reward.

………………

Marin looked at the two weapons on the ground and didn't know which one to take.

Mendelssohn, on the other side, didn't say anything, and it seemed that he had never encountered such a thing.

Eventually, Marin stretched out his hands—the gods gave the humans of this world a pair of skillful hands, and I used them to pick up two weapons.

With a tomahawk in his left hand and a sword in his right, Marin felt infinite strength and courage rushing through every inch of his body, as if someone was urging him to hack the waste on the other side.

Struggling to keep his emotions in check, Marin struck the body of his longsword with the face of his tomahawk three times.

The first ring ended, and the will named Marin returned to his body.

At the end of the second ring, courage and strength begin to be restrained.

At the end of the third ring, Marlin raised his two weapons aloft and let out the Frost Giant's battle cry.

Behind him, the soldiers were pouring out of the gap with all kinds of weapons, they were shouting and cursing at Chaos, at this moment, everyone felt that they were invincible, all the soldiers were looking at Marin feverishly, as long as he said a word, everyone would rush over and peel those Chaos skins and cramps.

"Soldiers! Don't come here! Do not defile this holy duel. Marin said loudly, and then strode over to Mendelssohn: "Come here!" You shit! Let me cut off your arms, cut off your neck, and tear you to pieces! ”

"That's up to me!" Mendelssohn roared and rushed over, he raised his battle axe, trying to cut Marin in half with a single blow, but before his attack could fully fall, Marlin in front of him had already begun to shatter - the next second, the pain from the sword piercing his left side of the rib was transmitted to his brain, and the Chaos Giant howled, trying to punch Marin in the head.

But before the fist could swing over, Marin had already dragged the long sword out of the wound, and after giving way to the fist, using the turning acceleration, Marin's left hand tomahawk cut Mendelssohn's left hand in its entirety. 20

Mendelssohn held the axe in his right hand and swung it at Marin as he turned, but the blow was blocked by Marin's battle axe in his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand had pierced Mendelssohn's chest, and as the Chaos Giant fell to his knees and wailed at the divine power, Marin's battle axe cut off Mendelssohn's other arm.

Turning, he stepped behind Mendelssohn, and the blade of the inverted tomahawk was driven into Mendelssohn's head with the swing of Marin. With a hard pry and the tomahawk drawn, Marin walked past Mendelssohn's left side, bringing out the long sword on his chest with his right hand, and causing the Chosen Champion to take his last breath.

With a twist of the sword, it landed on Mendelssohn's left shoulder and neck, and with a pull, the head of the Chosen Champion fell to the ground.

With a sword pick, the champion's head was picked up, and Marin slapped it with his sword, and the head flew in front of the battle line formed by the soldiers.

"There's something for everyone! Three copies of the dead! Soldiers! Kill all this trash! Marin shouted loudly.

The soldiers roared and rushed towards the chaotic chaos.

Seeing that Chaos wanted to run, Marin threw the axe aside, raised his left hand, and a wall of ice rose behind Chaos.

The soldiers roared and rushed past Marin, and several knights and nobles took the time to give Marin a very brief salute, and then quickly followed the procession, and more knights and nobles didn't have time to salute at all, they pounced on the chaos as if they were seeing lovers.

Most of the people in the chaos, who had no courage at all, couldn't even resist, they just wanted to escape, so the unlucky ones who died in the chaos and were trampled to death by their own people were far more than their own people who were killed, and those who could resist were completely overwhelmed by the number of defenders.

Marlin even saw the dwarves in pairs, with their huge spears in hand, bombarding the Chaos Giants at a very close distance, which was a casual thing at a distance, but when the target was only ten steps away from them, the caliber of this thing and the weight of the solid cannonball were overwhelming bargaining chips.

Marlin turned, looked at the axe on the ground, and finally picked it up.

Although there was a terrifying aura on it, the long sword in Marin's hand unexpectedly neutralized the power of Chaos.

Therefore, as long as this sword is in hand, Marin really doesn't worry about becoming a living person.

As for saying that there were only a few seconds before Marin only held an axe, this is simple, didn't he only take a long sword when he cast the spell afterwards, this thing is simply a collection of divine energy, and the little distortion on Marin's body came back directly.

Thinking of this, Marlin lowered his head and kicked half of his finger to the side - hey, the glowing sea of Fallout 4 back then was nothing more than that.

"My child." Old Gaiat's voice came from behind Marin, Marin turned his head, opened the subspace and threw these two guys into it - the coordinates are in the shallow area, near the World Tree, Marin is such a living person can stand it, what is the World Tree afraid of in the subspace.

"Father." Marin smiled and nodded.

"Are you alright?" He looked at Marin and didn't come over immediately.

Marin felt that it was good, his father had not lost his vigilance, and that maintaining the necessary suspicion was the way to survive.

"It's fine." Marin replied.

The old man looked at Marin: "Whose house is that axe?" ”

"Uh...... It's this guy who died like a ball believes it. Marin didn't dare to say it in the name of abusiveness.

Old Gayat gasped: "How can you be so bold! You're all right?! ”

"It's all right, the sword given by the Lord of Justice has suppressed the distortion in my body, and you see, I have not become four hands or eight eyes." Marin said with his hands outstretched.

Then he saw several frost giants coming over, and the first one looked at Marin, and his face seemed to be a little invisible to the naked eye: "Your Excellency Marin Gayat, you killed Mendelssohn, and this is the bounty paid to you by the Frost Giant Hunters." ”

"Thank you." Marin took the bag of gold coins and tossed it to Old Gayat.

The latter caught the bag, then took off backwards, and floated to the ground under the gaze of Marindi, his son looked at the frost giant with a surprised face, and after confirming that his father was not injured, he looked at the frost giant: "How many catties of gold is this?" ”

"200 pounds of platinum." The representative of the frost giant was also full of embarrassment.

Marin glanced at the bag in his hand, and finally threw it into his half-plane: "I thought it was just a little careful." The young man smiled a little awkwardly.

"Mendelssohn has a lot of organizations in the Northland that want to get rid of it, and their bounties will be sent in the next few days, so you can stay in the Northland for a few more days." The Frost Giant representative explained with a smile.

As soon as he heard that there was money to take, as a rookie in the fancy destitute world, Marin naturally nodded: "Okay, I can rest in Copenhagen for a week." ”

If you have money, you don't take a bastard.

………………

In the end, Marin still couldn't take the boat back to Copenhagen that day, and Nilgen took the fight with illness when chaos struck, although he had the courage, but the young man who spit out like that didn't even play half of his strength, and finally was hit by the chaotic trebuchet, although he couldn't die, but today he definitely didn't want to get out of bed.

So Marin and they can only rest in the harbor for the night.

In the evening, Marlin was invited to a banquet hosted by the local nobles, which was unusually simple compared to the variety of Carterburg, but in Marlin's opinion, the banquet was a good one—it was all meat.

There are four ways to make the meat of that giant elk, and Marin's favorite is honey-roasted venison, which tastes so good, who would have thought that the meat of that giant elk would be so delicate, and Marin's style of drinking and eating meat in the restaurant immediately attracted the unanimous favor of the northern nobles - in their opinion, no prince of Farol or a giant merchant of Sidney was as pleasant as this champion who slew the gods on the battlefield at noon and ate Hesse at the dinner table at night.

The fellows were so happy that they kept toasting Marlin until they got them all drunk.

The local lord of the city, an earl, once again thanked Marlin for helping them to hold the harbor today, and at the same time introduced Marin to his granddaughter, saying that the honey-roasted venison was made by her, and that he could be a maid for the honorable Prince Marin.

Marin smiled and shook his head, signaling that there was no need for another maid.

At the same time, I once again confirmed how correct my theory is - a man must be able to cook his own food and be able to control his own stomach, so that he can be a man without weaknesses.