"Jacob, what are you doing stupidly! Don't hurry up! The gate of the ancient mirror is about to close!"

Natasha's voice came from the opposite side of the door, like a sharp sword, cutting off the confusion in Jacob's heart, he knew that he had to defeat his inner demons before entering the island of bitterness, if he hadn't even passed this level, what would he talk about avenging his parents in the future?

At that moment, Jacob had no worries, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and jumped towards the door of the ancient mirror, his whole body as if it had touched foam, soft and wet, and in the blink of an eye, he was completely submerged in it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whew.

After a gust of wind, silence returned to outside the door, and everything was chattering.

Only in the same place suddenly stood two strange towering trees, the leaves of which were the size of human faces. The green leaves spread out in the wind, slowly withering and withering at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

Falling leaves shrouded the bare bronze mirror, and for a moment, it was as if nothing had happened.

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Jacob finally struggled through the gate of the ancient mirror, and then he felt that the enchantment produced by this gate was so soft, the same as the body of the tavern girl, soft, numb, thinking of this Jacob began to indulge for a while, ouch, if I said earlier, I don't have to hesitate for so long.

This man who has just defeated the demons in his heart is really not serious for an hour.

As a result, he got carried away, snapped, and fell out of the gate of the ancient mirror, and fell enough.

Natasha burst out laughing.

"Jacob, what are you thinking? His face is so red that it's red to the base of his ears!"

"Ah...... Really...... Yes......"

However, Hawkeye said unhurriedly: "Jacob, since you, a foreigner, can pass through the gate of this ancient mirror and enter the inner island of this island of bitterness, it means that the ancestors of our island of bitterness can accept you.

Well, then, you will come with us to the chief of the island of Misery. ”

Jacob hesitated.

"Chief, is that the boss of the Isle of Misery?"

"Exactly, the chief is the head of our Viking people. ”

And the chief? Jacob secretly screamed in his heart, he thought that this eagleeye was the so-called chief of this Isle of Misery, but he couldn't think of it...... Missteps......

Although he agreed in his mouth, he was reluctant in his heart.

At the moment, I want to find out some of the reality of Misery.

"Hawkeye senior, do you need to take blood to cast spells on this Misery Island......?

Hawkeye frowned slightly, but he didn't care too much.

"Actually, it's not, thousands of years ago, when the gods started the war of the law, they greatly limited the magic of the entire Amicus, and our island of Misery as the birthplace of magic is not immune to this fate.

Now the magic left here is all some scraps and cold, some small spells, can only save themselves. Our ancient spells are difficult to cast.

Although it is difficult to cast, it has not yet reached the point where you need to borrow the power of blood every time you cast it.

If you really count it, it is not the gods who imprison the magic of this island of Misery to the greatest extent, but only a mortal in his twenties......"

Mortals? Jacob's heart palpitated, mortals, how could there be such a capable person?

blurted out: "Who is it?"

Hawkeye chuckled, with a hint of self-deprecation, coldly.

"It's your father. ”

"Alexandre Henry, so now that you see the chief, you must not mention what your father did back then, lest you get into trouble. ”

Hearing that his father was so capable, Jacob couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, and almost forgot his own situation at this time, and almost blurted out the sentence "I didn't think this old fellow could be so young and promising".

It seems that he is a sheep in the mouth of a tiger and a thief den this time.

Bah, no, no, it's the wolf who went to the sheep prison......

I have to figure out my position now, in case I make some mistakes and stand in the wrong line, and I will have a scar on my head the size of a bowl......

It's all to blame for this old man's failure to learn well, Lao Tzu made a mistake when he was young, and the boy actually came to make up for it, if he was known to be the only son of the old guy, wouldn't this Henry family definitely have to die......

"Hawkeye senior, can I change my name......

"No, you can't hide it from the chief, since this Ancient Mirror Gate has allowed you to enter this Inner Island of Suffering, it has its own reason. ”

"What...... What the...... If this Ancient Mirror Gate didn't allow it just now...... Will something happen to me......"

The more Jacob listened, the more confused he became, Hawkeye and Natasha were simply playing with themselves, not taking their lives seriously. At present, it is speculated that the chief who met him on this trip is likely to send off someone's head.

Natasha saw Jacob's concern.

Barely smiled, and talked about Doyle.

"Don't worry, Jacob, Uncle Hawkeye isn't a chieftain, but he's an elder on the Isle of Bitterness. Although you can't control the power of life and death, you are our savior after all, and there are many changes in Amis.

The Knights are decaying, the Holy See is thriving, the Lost Ark is opened, and the evil gods are scattered.

I am sure that the chief will not embarrass you. ”

That's it, that's it, it's my idea to come to Bitter Island. This Natasha is also well-intentioned, and she has tried every means to dissuade herself during the battle in the Far North Forest, hey, but since she has come here, she must act well, and she must not talk nonsense.

At that moment, he nodded and made an expression of "Don't worry, I'm not afraid!"

Along the way, he walked behind Hawkeye and Natasha, hiding and hiding, like a thief.

The area is full of Viking villages and houses.

From a distance, there is a huge temple in the center of this village, which is more than ten meters high. From afar, it's daunting.

Each of the Vikings on Bitter Island has snow-white skin, white skin and beautiful appearance, dark brown eyes and hair color, and wears bone ornaments on their bodies, and their physiognomy is very similar.

On the contrary, he stood in the midst of these Gentiles, and seemed a little out of place.

At first, the Vikings were friendly and self-sufficient, only glancing at themselves occasionally, and they were kind of calm. But after a while, the trio walked to a crowded place.

People began to talk about the stranger with the giant sword on his back, light hair, and light eyes.

The sound of discussion, stumbling, and chaotic.

A few young men, dressed in brown beast armor and wearing bone masks, pointed and pointed.

"Where did you say this kid came from, I've never seen him on the island. ”

"Could it be some innocent sacrificer, a blood primer, or some bone?"

There are also some older ones, sitting under the ancient trees, wandering gracefully, and speaking amazingly.

"Don't talk nonsense, this man must be a criminal of Amicus, have you forgotten? More than twenty years ago, those crusaders looked like this......

"I'm afraid you're old and confused, how could this Eagle Eye bring the crusaders into the inner island untied, and besides, you don't know the fate of this trespassing on the gate of the ancient mirror?"

Natasha, who was walking in front, apparently understood Jacob's feelings, and paused slightly.

"Fear not, Jacob, for there is still half the way to the chief's place. ”

Jacob could not say that he was not afraid, as he listened to these small words.

It's just that he still pretends to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and keeps telling himself that I am not here to surrender today, I am here to surrender.

You have to keep your profile high, and maybe the chief will have to say good things about me later. Thinking like this, even his steps became steady, his head was high, and his instrument was lofty.

I don't know if Jacob himself adapted to the cold climate, or if there was a hole in the barrier. This trip to this Inner Island of Distress, I really feel that the climate is suitable, the breeze is warm, and there is no chill.

Looking around, the vegetation of the four fields is everywhere, the green shade is thousands, and the river is murmuring, which is no different from the paradise.