Chapter 2: Heimdall (I)
The strange stone sighed.
Shifang Yin stopped his frantic actions and sat down on the ground.
"Have you calmed down?" asked the strange voice.
Shifang Yin was motionless, except for the trembling hands, there were no features on his body to prove that he was still alive. Not a little angry from head to toe.
He was thinking about the past.
Her younger sister Shifang Tong has the same silver hair and a pair of peculiar eyes as herself.
Because of his DL (experience value in this world), he was admitted to the nearest junior college of conduction, the "Creation of Space Measurement Academy". (It's still a relatively advanced college)
However, on his way away from home to study, he saw that thing in the sky.
"What is that??", someone said.
The people around them left what they had just done and stood there watching.
"Boom-boom-"
The meteorite passed through the atmosphere.
I don't know who said "Run", people began to panic, where to run, Shifang Silver was also among them.
Meteorites are getting smaller and faster. The purple-blue trail behind him is getting longer and longer.
"Bang-"
The meteorite landed, and a huge shock wave followed.
Shifang Yin secretly screamed badly, and immediately sped up, but the shock wave came too fast.
Shifang Yin subconsciously lay down and hid behind a house.
"Empty—"
The buildings around him were shattered by the shock wave, and Shifang Yin was buried underneath, fortunately, it was not deep, but it was still very seriously injured.
He struggled to crawl out of the pain.
Look towards the center where the meteorite lands and generates a shock wave.
The stone that Shi Fangyin had grasped in his hand fell, his eyes widened, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"It's over......" Shifang Yin said numbly.
Then rushed in that direction. No matter how many times he fell, no matter how tragic the scene passed by halfway, he endured the pain and limped forward as fast as he could.
And then to the present, slumped on the ground and motionless.
"Boy, I have a way to rewrite this disaster. The voice in the stone said.
Shifang Yin's eyes moved.
(Silence...... )
"Really......" Shifang Yin finally spoke.
"Swear in the name of Odin, the father of the gods of the Norse temple. It's true. But it takes your own strength to do it. ”
At this moment, the stone that had been thrown to the ground emitted a dazzling light and floated in front of Shifang Yin.
"What do you want to do?" Shi Fangyin struggled to stand up.
"Hold it. The sound came from the stone.
The light is shining brighter and brighter.
Shifang Yin held the colorless stone suspiciously.
"Whoosh-"
Shifang Yin only felt that his eyes were shining, and covered his eyes with his hands.
The light seems to be fading and fading.
Shifangyin opened his eyes. It's a place where you can't see the edge, there's no darkness, just light.
A middle-aged man in armor and holding a long sword appeared in front of Shifang Yin, but he felt confused, as if this person was faintly appearing.
"Are you ......?" asked Shi Fangyin as he took two steps back. Apparently frightened.
This person became clearer, and Shi Fangyin finally saw his face clearly: holding the sword into the ground, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, his skin was white and revealing a pure and elegant atmosphere. Keep your eyes closed. There was some black mist around him.
There are no legs, just a black mist. The beard is not very long, and neither is the hair.
Then the voice of the Divine* rang out: "I am from the Norse Temple, its patron deity, Heimdall. ”
Heimdall's closed eyes opened, and Shifangyin's eyes widened.
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