Blaki is the god of poetry and has never had much interest in fighting.

Coming to Midgard to command the LinkedIn Spirit Warriors was nothing more than Odin's mission.

Odin raised Ragnarok, the big hat that concerned all the Asaphs, and Braki, one of the main gods of Asgard, couldn't find a reason to shirk it.

Forced to settle in Midgard, the sluggish Blaki spends most of his time fishing, leaving all sorts of business to the Immortal Warriors.

Far away from his wife, the romantic god of poetry was very melancholy, and often played music alone in the temple of Tyre to express comfort.

Not long ago, Odin personally gave the order, and Braki could only reluctantly personally lead the LinkedIn warriors out to Freya's courtyard to capture the target for Odin.

"Boom!"

The big-shouldered, round-waisted Heroic Warriors shouted trumpets and slammed into the vines and thorns that stood in their way, but their attacks did only a small amount of damage to Freya's carefully arranged barrier.

On the other side of the vine, Kratos and Atreus clenched their weapons in their hands, ready to engage the enemy at any time.

It's only been about two months since the father and son moved here to rebuild their new home, and the fatigue they had accumulated during their journey has been relieved in a peaceful environment.

Kratos and Atreus are soothed by the fairytale beauty of their new home, and Kratos is teaching Atreus how to fight in close quarters when Blaki slams down the door with his troops.

Atreus was already skilled in archery, but what he lacked was melee ability.

Finally fulfilling his mother's last wish and avoiding the pursuit of the ghouls, Atreus calmed down and focused on learning combat skills from his old father.

The good times did not last long, and the invaders of unknown origin ruined the mood of the father and son, who had finally calmed down.

"Go."

Atreus used the rune to summon a bird in the form of energy, and flew out of the barrier from above the trees, quietly observing who was beating the barrier.

The Heroic Warriors were dressed neatly, and their bright silver armor stood out in the dim woods.

The snow on the ground melted as they moved back and forth in high spirits, and a melancholy-faced man stood behind the Valhallic warriors and plucked the harp.

"Father, there's a group of warriors in armor attacking outside the barrier, and behind them a musician who looks like a leader."

Kratos nodded calmly: "How long can the enchantment last?"

Atreus pouted, "With the strength of their attacks, it will take at least weeks of non-stop beating to tear the barrier apart. ”

"Then keep them busy first."

Kratos tossed the wooden sword back to Atreus: "It's just right, you have to learn to lock on to the enemy in a noisy battlefield environment, come on, ignore these distractions and attack me." ”

Atreus raised his wooden sword and rushed towards his father.

"Drink!"

"No! Your heart is in turmoil! Ignore the hustle and bustle outside and come again! ”

……

Kratos had expected the warriors of unknown origin to give up soon, but their attack on the barrier never stopped until Atreus expected the barrier to reach a critical point.

The thorny vines in front of Freya's courtyard visibly loosened to the naked eye, Kratos clenched the Leviathan battle axe in his hand, and said to Atreus in a deep voice: "Attack while unlocking the barrier, I will take the lead, and you will cover me with bows and arrows." ”

"Yes, father."

Atreus raised his hand and drew a complex set of runes in the air: "Open." ”

"Huh!"

The Heroic Warriors who launched the mechanical attack did not expect the barrier that had hindered them for weeks to suddenly disappear, and the warriors in the first row couldn't help but stumble forward with too much force.

"Drink!"

Before these Heroic Warriors could gain a foothold, a hideous-looking bald man descended from the sky with a violent shout, like a boulder falling into a calm lake, forcibly knocking the Heroic Warriors closest to the landing site into the air.

The seemingly ordinary two-handed axe slammed into the ground with a falling momentum, and the ground that had been leveled out of the snow suddenly began to freeze, and transparent ice picks like ground thorns rose from the ground one after another.

Some of the Immortal warriors who were unable to dodge were impaled by icicles, but their bodies did not shed blood.

Kratos, who is experienced in combat, noticed this.

'No entity'

Atreus shouted as he shot attack support one after another, "It's the Immortal Warrior!" They are mentioned in the mother's story! ”

"Odin's lackeys again"

Kratos' face sank, and he withdrew the Leviathan battle axe that had just released his energy, pulled out two chain blades from his back and swung them.

Kratos wields great power in Kratos' hands, and even in the cold and freezing winter climate, the two chain blades can still produce flames in the friction.

All Heroic Warriors who are directly hit by the Chain Blade are incinerated to ashes in the flames of karma that cannot be extinguished.

The Blade of Chaos, Kratos' weapon used during his campaign in Greece, was once sealed away by him along with his dark memories when he arrived in Northern Europe.

After overcoming many obstacles along the way with Atreus, Kratos gradually untied the knots in his heart and stopped tormenting himself with those unbearable memories.

He told Atreus about his past without reservation, and at the same time unlocked the long-sealed Blade of Chaos.

The Immortal Warriors are Odin's Asgardian ace army prepared for Ragnarok, and each Immortal Warrior has a combat power similar to that of a low-level god.

But in front of Kratos, who was once the god of war, these heroic warriors were not enough, and were crushed by his skillfully switched tomahawks and chain blades.

"Ding Dong"

The melodious sound of the harp came from the rear of the military formation, and the heroic warriors who retreated step by step under the combined attack of father and son suddenly stopped their decline.

Kratos unexpectedly found that the enemy's comprehensive ability in all aspects suddenly improved, although the magnitude was not much, but it allowed them to regain their confidence in the unstoppable decline.

"Formation! Shields come forward! ”

"Bell!"

Kratos' tomahawk slammed into a small Nordic round shield, sending the Heroic Warrior flying backwards without surprise.

The comrades behind him worked together to barely withstand Kratos' attack.

"Guns! Stab! ”

Kratos could only temporarily retreat with a spear stabbed from the shield between shields, and Atreus's bow and arrows held back the Immortal Warrior's counterattack, and the two sides pulled some distance between them to renew the confrontation.

Kratos turned his gaze to look at the melancholy man holding the piano at the rear of the enemy formation.

"Atreus, don't let him keep playing."

"No problem!"

Atreus wrote runes in the air as he muttered something in his mouth.

"Come out, my fellows!"

More than a dozen energy animals of different types flew out of Atreus's hands, and the fastest flying creature was the first to bypass the military formation and swoop down on the piano-playing man behind him.

"Hey"

The man with a melancholy face shook his head irritably: "Boring trivialities, what a waste of time." ”

"Ding Dong"

Plucked the strings again, and the raptor that had flipped out its claws in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"Ah, when am I going to see you again?"