Chapter 271 The Savior of the Wicked
This silent confrontation did not last long. Old Vardasson sighed from exhaustion and said to Xia Xiu:
" I am old enough. Even if I know many things, I can't do anything about them; we are indeed afraid of the wave of the new era. Broly has all the bad karma of the berserker on his body. The reason why he did not die is because if he died, Then this curse will entangle the clan again, and we need to make a choice."
In response to Old Vardasson's answer, Xia Xiu looked at the [Dacia Prison] behind him and sneered. Dao:
“The choice is to build a prison like this, and then hold high the banner of dedication and let the sinners stay there for the rest of their lives. This prison will never be empty, because this guilt will be felt for generations to come. Passed down from generation to generation.”
The blond young man looked at the hunched old man with silent contempt in his eyes as bright as the scorching sun.
“Are you imprisoning prisoners, or the sins in your own heart?”
“·········” Old Valdasson remained silent.
"You should have seen the eternal evil that surrounds me, then you should know the purpose of my trip. The Berserker should not close his eyes and hear things that he does not know how to interpret, After all, many berserkers have participated in things similar to the interpretation in the past. I will take Broly out and give him the right to redeem himself."
After the blond young man finished speaking, he went straight to [Da. Walking inside the Chia Prison], old Vardasson looked at the back of the blond young man, his hand holding the crutch tighter and tighter, and a look of struggle appeared on his old face.
"It's harmful -"
Finally, old Vardasson sighed helplessly, and the breath he had been holding surged out from his chest, and as the breath blew out, his back seemed to As if being pressed by something invisible, it became heavier, and his figure became more stooped.
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Interior of the Dacia prison.
Xia Xiu didn’t feel anything about Old Vardasson’s compromise.
The other party made a wise choice. If the other party tried to prevent him from releasing Broly, then it would inevitably turn into something like "a young guy beating a centenarian", which sounded very bad.
When Xia Xiu stepped into the prison, a blast of cold air hit his face. He subconsciously pulled the scarf around his neck. The thin and moist towel was pulled to his chin. He vomited on the scarf. Take a breath of hot breath.
The weather in Reykjavik is very changeable and can experience four seasons in one day, so there is a local proverb: "If you don't like the weather in Reykjavik, wait five minutes."< br>
However, the temperature here is obviously much different from the temperature outside. This is not a climate difference that can be made by waiting for five minutes.
Xia Xiu had quietly raised his golden eyes at this time, and his golden eyes like snake eyes began to look at everything around him carefully.
This prison, located in a rugged and icy land, is a place specially used to imprison the sins of berserkers.
Once he sets foot here, he will be eroded by the endless darkness and cold just like Xia Xiu now. If it were not for the night vision ability of [Heavenly Locked Eye], it would be difficult for him to survive in the pitch-black darkness. Walk freely in the cave.
He started walking down the only passageway in the prison.
This is an old and solemn stone prison with traces of history.
The prison is surrounded by endless ice and snow, accompanied by the roar of the cold wind, as if the anger and struggle of the berserker are embodied here; while inside the cave, there is a heavy silence, which is different from the outside. The howling of the wind and snow is a sharp contrast.
The stone walls are tall and thick, covered with thick moss and frost, reflecting the vicissitudes of time.
Soon, Xia Xiu came to a gate.
The door is closed tightly, giving people a depressing feeling, as if it is not only the body but also the soul that is enclosed inside.
"The Toshrunda Copper Plate Gate does not have many taboos on it. It seems that they are not actually worried about the escape of sinners." Xia Xiu looked at the sculptures on the stone gate and said to himself.
The gate stood in front of him, with a copper plate painting and a poem engraved on it.
The copperplate painting depicts a berserker followed by a god holding a lightning spear, wearing an eagle helmet, and riding an eight-legged horse.
The poem on the door is as follows:
“You bloodthirsty things, I will ask those berserkers,
Those mighty heroes, those who stepped forward to enter Heroes on the battlefield,
How were they treated?
Everyone calls them those wearing wolf skins,
shields stained with blood,
carrying spears stained with blood they enter the battlefield——"
This is a praise [Poetry of Harald] by the Berserker.
The blond young man just looked at it, then stretched out his hands and placed them on the door. His hands and feet were covered with red thaumaturgic circuits.
[Light Samurai Magic Circuit Type III·Activated! ]
呲呲呲——
The heavy door was quickly pushed open by Xia Xiu, and he stepped inside.
Stepping into the door, an aura that was several times colder than outside rushed towards him, an aura filled with sadness and despair.
This is the real inside of the prison.
Tread, tap, tap——
Xia Xiu’s feet stepped slowly on the ground, and the dull sound of footsteps resounded throughout the prison.
The interior of the Dacian prison is made of rough rock, cold and hard, showing a rigidity without any temperature.
It was dark and hazy here, and shadows filled the surroundings of the prison.
The corridor is long and deep, with some faint light coming from the cells on both sides.
Under this light are those berserker warriors who should be like wolves and tigers on the battlefield.
Their figures are dim in the dim light, sitting silently in the corner, hands clasping their knees. They have turned into stone sculptures. The original enthusiasm and ferocity in their eyes have long been replaced by What's left is deep frustration and silence.
These are the "sinners" of all ages.
One generation passes and another comes, but sin remains forever.
Xia Xiu simply looked at the sinners and continued walking along the long and narrow corridor.
Soon, he reached the end of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor is a huge stone hall, with layers of stone steps leading to the top.
This is the most solemn place in this prison and the quietest place; in the center of the hall is a huge stone sculpture, depicting a seated berserker with his hands folded on his knees , with his head hanging slightly, seemingly still, but as if he would break away from the stone body at any time and re-enter the endless war; this stone sculpture has become a symbol, symbolizing the pride and fearlessness of the berserker, and also a symbol of Their constraints and helplessness.
There are several small cells scattered evenly around the hall.
On the cold stone wall, a string of thick chains hangs quietly, as if waiting for new "guests". Each cell has a narrow window, and outside the window is endless ice and snow and biting cold wind. Whenever the sound of wind passes through the narrow window, it will bring waves of low whistling, like the roar of a berserker.
In the center of the prison is a huge training ground.
This was once a place where berserker warriors wielded their weapons and unleashed their wildness. Now, only the empty stone ground is left, scattered with broken chains and old weapons.
The existence of this venue seems to remind every imprisoned Berserker of their former glory and freedom.
Funny to say, although it looks cold and even cruel on the surface, this quaint stone prison gives the berserkers a sense of security to a certain extent.
They knew that in this strictly guarded place, the sinners could never break free because of the righteousness in their hearts, nor could they plunge into the world full of war and blood again; this allowed them to find a trace of hope in the pain and despair. for the berserkers outside, this prison is a kind of protection, protecting them from the destruction and fear of the berserkers' sins.
This is a heavy and silent building.
Every stone, every trace, every roar of the wind tells its history and story, telling about those former berserker warriors, their glory, their wildness, and their bondage .
The blond young man looked at the huge stone sculpture sitting in meditation, shook his head and said:
"It's really sad."
Then, he looked at the deepest cell in the prison. In the cell was a middle-aged man wearing a plain robe sitting cross-legged.
The man in plain robes exudes a contradictory and abnormal temperament. His body shape gives people an unreserved wild feeling: he is taller than ordinary people, and his body is burly and strong, as if made of steel; his chest is broad , the muscles are knotted, symbolizing the powerful strength of the wolf tribe; the hair is long and messy, like a wild wolf in the forest, gray and rough; the hair on the top of the head extends back like a wolf's mane, curving into a wild arc, and the face, Hard and vicissitudes of life, as if it has experienced countless winds, rains and hardships.
The temperament exuding from his body is far from his appearance. There is always a faint silence and mystery surrounding him, as if he has found a paradise in this chaotic world, where there is no Away from worldly troubles and strife, there is only inner peace and tranquility.
The aura of a martyr and ascetic in him is better than his status as a berserker.
When Xia Xiu turned his gaze to the man who was in a meditative state, the other man also opened his own brown eyes.
Regarding the sudden stranger, Vardasson Broly just frowned slightly. He suppressed the boiling blood in his heart and said to the blond young man in front:
"I don't know why the leader let go Come in, I will only advise you: get out of here quickly and disappear from my sight.” His eyes were sunken due to being imprisoned in darkness for a long time, but his eyes were still bright and clear.
"Vardarson Broly, I'm here to take you out."
"Out?"
"Yes, get out, you are free."
Broly laughed and shook his head, as if what the blond young man just said was a very funny joke.
"Freedom, where does the freedom of evil people who have committed crimes come from?"
Faced with Broly's self-deprecation, the blond young man shook his head and said:
"Evil people You can also be saved, and there is a savior for evil people.”
A white card popped out of the blond young man's hand and he threw the card towards Broly.
When the card approached Broly, an illusory figure emerged from him, holding the card directly.
This is the incarnation of Vardarson Broly - [Beowulf]
[Beowulf] is about two meters tall, with strong muscles and dark blue skin. , his face is hard, like a sculpture, his eyes are shining with golden light; his hair is like a golden lion's mane, extending messily back; a huge silver chain hangs on his chest, and at the end of the chain is a A large wolf head ornament; the fingers of his hands are very thick, and each finger is wearing a special item similar to a punch.
Unlike Zhou Zhou and Tours, when facing Broly, Xia Xiu absolutely did not want to start a war with him.
[Master Incarnations] like Zhou Zhou and Tours are actually normal incarnations, and their abilities are not weak.
But when they were compared with Xia Xiu, who was hanging on the wall, they were much inferior.
Broly is different, he is very strong.
If Xia Xiu really went to war with him, it would only be a 50-50 fight, and it would be a fight to the death.
[Master Incarnation·Beowulf], his numerical value is an astonishing 4A+, and his ability [Beowulf's Oath] can swear to fight an enemy to the death. Under this oath, The two sides cannot escape the battle and must face each other head-on. In this state, [Beowulf]'s attack power will be stronger and its defense power will also be enhanced.
If Broly activates [Trans] to enter the mad state, the increase he will get will be even more terrifying. Not only will he get physical increase, but he will also become absolutely mad mentally.
Xia Xiu estimated that if the other party went crazy, it would be difficult for his [Don Quixote] to break through the mentally closed state of the other party.
So, now is the time for him to use his ability to confuse people. Well, it should be said that he has excellent eloquence.
"I think there are many sad things in the world."
The blond young man opened his hands and attracted Bro who was trying to break the white card with absolute brute force in front of him. Lee's attention.
"For example, those guys who are invincible in their own environment and have everything they need, but have no goals to strive for and can only live in confusion; or those who live in slums and those dirty and dirty places People who live in the small streets and in the cruel environment of the great era have created evil people and given them cruel and despicable hearts, but deprived them of goals other than "living" and allowed them to only consume themselves in physical satisfaction. time.”
“Should the wicked be redeemed?”
“Yes, the wicked should be redeemed, and those who have committed great sins should be made aware of death—because life is great. of honor, and death is a part of life."
"Those who actively embrace sin always exude an astonishing stench; these sinners are the scum of the scum, so death is their only choice. "Salvation."
"And for those who are crawling in the stinking ditch and struggling to survive, their eyes are still looking at the vast starry sky."
"If living is just for the sake of living, then how cruel it would be."
The blond young man looked directly at Broly and said to him:
"Why do you want to Carrying this sin?
Why did your people stop you when you were at a loss and wanted to die when your hands were stained with the blood of your parents?
Were they ecstatic at the time? Did they truly understand your inner despair?
They say that you are a born evil person and that you kill your relatives, but did your parents really die at the hands of you when you were young?
No, the murderous intention that occupies your consciousness is the sin of the berserker. The incompetent Vardarson and the incompetent descendants of the Sons of Power can only blame all the sins on you. "
"I am not asking you to hate them now, because they are so miserable that they are despised. I am just telling you - do you want to understand the true meaning of life? ”
“Want to see the sky outside [Smoke-free City]? ”
(End of this chapter)