The tranquil Valhalla sleeps in darkness......

Iron Slag got out of the car, leaving Alice behind. After walking a little forward, he ordered, "Alice, turn on the headlights." ”

[Captain, will this disturb the Heroic Spirits' slumber?] Alice asked timidly.

"I think you should be more worried about whether or not I'm going to cancel your anthropomorphic authorization." Iron Slag added lightly, "Also, you have violated certain taboos, once in the ice ocean, once just now, I hope you will not make a third mistake." ”

[Captain, Alice is wrong......] A girl's voice came from the speaker. She didn't expect the iron slag to hold such a grudge, and she remembered every little thing so clearly.

"Don't turn on the lights yet!" Iron Slag frowned and said impatiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, two beams of light shot out from the nose of the red comet, which instantly illuminated the front. In the incandescent light, a rusty humanoid armor appeared.

The armor looked bulky, with its back against the wall, one next to the other, standing on either side of the passage. When I looked up, I saw them in the dim light. The passage is more than ten meters wide, but its length is difficult to estimate. He remembered that it had taken at least half an hour to get here from the temple. This means that the passage is at least a few kilometres long.

Looking at the dense armor on both sides, he couldn't help but wonder how many corpses were buried here......

At the same time, Alice shoots out a five-colored ray of light, and the body scans past it. After a while, she prompted: [Captain, these are mechanical power armor produced two hundred years ago]

[Compared to bio-powered psionic armor, fuel-powered mechanical armor is the most powerful piece of equipment in the last two centuries, and due to its heavier weight, it can only be worn by strong people]

Listening to Alice's explanation, he approached and took a closer look. The surface of these power armors was pitted and cracked everywhere, apparently patched together later.

After seeing more than a dozen in a row, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became! Almost every one of them was riddled with holes and dilapidation.

Finally, he stopped in front of a white power armor. The paint on this power armor is new, and it shouldn't have been long before. However, the new paint did not hide the signs of fragmentation, which were clearly put together later, and there were rough solder joints in many places. It is not difficult to imagine what fate befell its owner.

"He's a good friend of mine, Jesse Betsy, and in the last big fight, he was only nineteen years old." Behind him, Kozan's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "At the last moment of his life, he detonated his power plant and died with his opponent......"

Iron Slag turned his head, only to see Kozan holding a candle, slowly walking over, standing in front of the white power armor, staring for a long time. After a while, Kozan turned to him and said, "Friend, go back and rest." ”

"Can you tell us about that war?" Iron Slag asked, gesturing at the same time, and Alice knowingly turned off the lights.

"It was a war that the Temple and the Silver City never dared to write into history, and the 29,512 Temple Guardians fought against the combined forces of the 750,000 Temple and the Silver City." Kozan looked at the far-reaching Valhalla, held up the candle and said, "That war lasted twelve days and nights, and the Heroic Spirits crushed the coalition forces several times until they were all killed!" ”

Less than 30,000 people, but facing 750,000 people, what kind of courage and determination does it take......

Kozan's words echoed in his mind for a long time, and even when he returned to his room, his mood could not be calmed.

This night, Iron Slag lost sleep. He stood by the window, quietly thinking. The moon was sinking, and the sun was slowly rising.

Early the next morning, Kozan knocked on the door early in the morning and invited him to the Endless Forest. He simply packed his things, left the red comet in the castle, and set off with Kozan.

At noon, the two walked to the edge of the endless forest. The cedars here are very dense and the trunks are very thick. According to Kozan, the cedars here have thousand-year-old rings and cannot be cut at will, and firewood can only be taken from those old dead trees.

After entering the Limhai, the Kozan church and iron slag have a lot of things. For example, how to find ice crystal berries, how to search for traces of prey, what can be eaten and which ones are poisonous. There are snow bears, elk, snow hares, ferrets, ice wolves and other creatures in the endless forest sea, each of which has different habits and different ways of foraging.

The two wandered around the cedar forest for three hours, and were lucky enough to spot a cluster of ice crystal berries. Kozan picked about two dozen and kept a small half. He told the slag that the berries could not be picked in whole and that some of them had to be left for the animals to eat. After the animal has eaten it, the seeds remain in the feces, which allows new berry bushes to grow.

It was late afternoon after picking the berries, and the two wanted to go back to the castle, but they found a trail of an elk on the way, and immediately chased after them. They walked a long way in the snow, and when they reached a certain point, Kozan suddenly pulled the iron slag down and whispered, "Don't move, just lie on your stomach, the elk has a keen eye, but it can't distinguish anything still from what's stationary, here's its range of movement, and we're waiting here." ”

Iron Slag nodded, and the two of them lay motionless in the snow.

The next morning, just as Iron Slag was about to fall asleep, Kozan gently squeezed him with his shoulder. Following Kozan's gaze, I saw a snow-white elk running not far ahead. This elk is very beautiful, with a swollen belly, and the whole one looks to weigh hundreds of pounds, and it is estimated that it can eat for a long time.

Thinking of the delicacy of the deer's legs, Iron Slag quietly took out the shotgun, loaded it, and raised the barrel little by little to aim. However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, Kozan suddenly grabbed him and whispered, "Next time, it's pregnant." ”

"Two glasses of ice crystal wine." "Deal!"

On the way back, Kozan said that the 20 or so ice crystal berries he picked today could make one liter of fruit wine, and when they collected about 500 berries, they would teach him how to make wine.

For the next period of time, they went to the endless forest every day to look for berries and prey. On the seventh day, they finally hunted an elk, and on the twenty-first day, they met an adult snow bear.

Iron Slag originally thought that there would be a hard fight, but when the snow bear saw Kozan, he ran faster than a rabbit!

And just like that, the days went by day by day......

Two months later, Kozan took the iron slag and dug up the berries buried deep in the ice to start making ice crystal fruit wine. The brewing process is simple, nothing more than squeezing, pounding, fermenting, and straining the juice. In the end, 500 ice crystal berries make a large vat of fruit wine. They were sealed in oak barrels and placed in the deepest part of the cellar.

Kozan wrote the date and message on the barrel: Dr3710-07, made by Iron Slag Norses and Kozan Blood Wolf, may our lives be simple and pleasant.

It wasn't until ten years later that the ice crystal wine was actually made. The process of harvesting and vinification, as well as the time it must wait, made the iron slag deeply appreciate the preciousness of ice crystal fruit wine. However, that didn't change anything, and he would still ask every day, "How about a small cup?" "How about a little more?" "How about a small glass?"

On the third day after brewing fruit wine, Iron Slag suddenly woke up to the fact that he was not here to learn winemaking and hunting, but to enhance his strength! So, he hurriedly found Kozan and made a request.

Kozan brought the Iron Slag to Valhalla, sat down cross-legged face to face, and said, "From this day forward, under the watchful eyes of your Heroic Spirits, I will teach you the ancient art of combat!" Iron Slag Nolseth, are you ready? ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded earnestly.

"Good!" As soon as the words fell, Kozan slapped the ground and smashed it with a punch! Iron Slag hurriedly rolled backwards, and just after avoiding the oncoming punch, an old punch followed.

"Damn, sneak attack!" Iron Slag scolded as he struggled to parry. Usually he sneaks up on others, and it's his turn to be sneak attacked. He could never have imagined that this gentle old man would fight without declaring a war.

"Friend, our ancestors did not encourage sneak attacks, but I am teaching you to defend against other people's sneak attacks." Kozan struck as he spoke, his fists raining down on the slag.

The person who can scare away the snow bear, the iron slag is naturally not an opponent, and he was quickly beaten down. Kozan clapped his hands and said that this was the end of the day, making him think about why he was losing so quickly.

"The strength is not as big as yours, and the speed is not as fast as yours, so I definitely can't beat it." Iron Slag said.

Kozan waved his hand and said, "The way you exert your power, the use of technique, the curvature of your movements, think about these aspects." ”

Iron Slag was not convinced, insisting that it was a matter of strength and speed. Seeing this, Kozan stretched out his hand and said, "I'm going to try it with my left hand without moving my feet." ”

"Not interested." After saying that, the iron slag made a gesture to leave. But in reality, he was accumulating strength in the bow. When Kozan thought he was really leaving, he suddenly reflexively punched and hit him! With a muffled "bang", his fist was firmly grasped by Kozan with one hand. Immediately after, Kozan grabbed his fist and threw him more than ten meters away.

The outcome of this battle was not much different from just now, but the process was far from the same, Kozan stood still, only using his left hand, but he had no way at all, and as soon as he touched his body, he was thrown out in various ways.

"The way of exerting force, the use of skills, and the arc of movements, please think carefully." With that, Kozan went back to the kitchen to prepare lunch, leaving Iron Slag alone in Valhalla to think slowly.

"How do you get power?" Iron Slag gestured and pondered to himself for a long time, until Kozan called him to dinner.

"What am I doing here? Fights are fought with weapons! Iron slag thought for a long time and came to such a conclusion.

Kozan smiled and explained. In real battles, both sides will wear a variety of power armor. At this time, the damage of thermal weapons will be greatly reduced, and the power armor can also fly for a short time, which is extremely fast and extremely flexible. Therefore, the ability to fight in close quarters is important.