Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 272 Vardarson Broly

[Beowulf] holding the white card floated silently next to Broly, who had his head lowered. At this time, the hair on Broly's forehead fell down to cover his expression at this time, and Xia Xiu After finishing speaking, he stood quietly aside and waited for the other party to make a choice.

Broly could feel the boundless and dark will residing on the white card held by his [Master Incarnation]. The boiling blood in his body used his [right awareness] to feel the boundless and dark will residing in the card. Evil, after feeling the sum of the negative, primitive, barbaric, and uncivilized concepts, Boiling Blood crawled and howled like a frightened beast.

This was the first time in my life that I saw the "curse" on myself suppressed.

The sincerity shown by the blond young man in front was very great, and he really knew how to deceive people.

Broly had to admit that under the instigation of the blond young man and the powerful suppression effect of the white card on boiling blood, he was really moved.

No one wants to be an unhappy caged bird.

It was never this prison that restrained Broly, but the Vardarson clan's ethnic concept and his own inner guilt.

Ethnic concept, which enables individuals or groups to have a sense of identity and belonging to the ethnic group to which they belong. Ethnic concept is reflected in the identification of individuals or groups with their ethnic characteristics. Vardasson relies on ethnic concept to strengthen the relationship between "sinners" and "sinners". Through the connection of ethnic groups, "sinners" find identity and a sense of belonging in the society constructed by Vardasson, and at the same time are indirectly forced to become victims of maintaining unity and cohesion within the ethnic group.

And Broly's inner guilt forced him to rely on this ethnic concept.

He still remembers what happened when he was six years old, and he can still clearly recall the despair that the cold winter brought him.

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The winter that year was particularly harsh.

The falling snowflakes in the sky are like stars. Although beautiful, they ruthlessly intensify the coldness of the earth; the reflection of the sun during the day makes the snow white, while the night is deep darkness, with only starlight and moonlight reflecting the earth; heavy snow covers The streets, even the usually noisy markets, were silent.

And it was in the severe winter of that year that a helpless child faced a huge change in his life on this cold night.

At that time, he was only six years old, and his young body was shivering in the wind and snow.

Broly clearly remembered that he and his parents were taken to Hallgrímski Church to pray as usual. His mother was not a member of the Valdarson tribe. His mother came from the mainland of Youyang and she believed in the Holy Church. , believe that angels are the protectors of the world.

Although Vardasson has gradually opened up to the outside world a hundred years ago and allowed intermarriage between natives and outsiders, there are very few people who actually marry outsiders, and even if they do, there are very few people like his father. Married to a man from Youyang inland area.

The energetic mother is in sharp contrast to Vardarson's strict rules, so the Broly family has always been very special in the family. The Berserker hates gossiping behind others' backs, so the gossip in the old stories does not appear.

However, the Vardarson tribe has always had a simple concept of not contacting someone if they don't like it, so the Broly family actually doesn't have anyone who is too close to them in the Vardarson tribe.

According to his mother's idea, when Broly gets a little older, he will be allowed to choose one of the five major inland countries to study abroad.

She always told Broly that outside Reykjavik, there was a broader sky, where there were high-rise buildings, huge iron machinery, and rapid transportation called railways...

Broly is full of longing for the vast world that his mother talked about.

There is no railway system in the Reykjavik area, including the capital. The main modes of transportation here are cars and aviation. Cars are the most important mode of transportation in the region. The country’s ring road (Route 1) surrounds the entire island. Connect most of the population centers together.

On the day of the tragedy, they took Route 1 to the waiting hall near Hallgrímskirkja.

As usual, his parents were guarding him on the left and right, holding his hands as he walked on the way to the church.

And while walking on that brightly lit road, he bore the heavy fate of a berserker.

Like a warrior possessed by a god, his body began to undergo incredible changes.

The tranquility of the street was only broken by sporadic streetlights. They stood on both sides of the silent road, but the streetlight that shone on Broly was different. It swayed with light and shadow in the night sky, sometimes getting stronger and sometimes weaker. Light and dark.

With each flicker, the child's eyes, which were originally as clear as pool water, are now burning with fanatical flames, seeming to melt all the cold reality.

Broly felt as if his blood was boiling, as hot as lava, and every heartbeat vibrated inside his body like thunder.

His muscles were like giant trees in a violent storm. As he roared, each muscle twisted and trembled under the force of tension, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the body and challenge all limitations.

His roar cut through the silence, roaring like thunder, shaking the air, shaking the earth, and shaking everyone's heart.

The parents were intimidated by the sudden [War Cry], and they subconsciously turned back to look at their son.

However, the child's original clear reason and original will have been swallowed up by the sudden and furious fire.

There was only killing, only fighting, and crazy desire in his eyes.

His body is like an ownerless sword, it only knows how to move forward, only knows how to destroy, and only knows how to fight.

This is the madness of the berserker, this is the source of their invincibility, and it is also the endless pain in their hearts. The fire in their bodies is burning, burning everything about them until it burns out.

Poof——

Poof——

Red, hot, and the smell of blood filled the streets.

Broly could only feel the blood boiling in his body, as if he had been injected with hot molten iron. The powerful force in his veins was like a spring that could not be contained. It burst out with terrifying power along the muscle texture of his body; the blood in his body The inside was boiling and surging, as if it was about to burst out from every pore; every heartbeat was like a huge war drum, shaking his whole body.

The Blood God's malicious curse is rooted in the berserker's heart.

This uncontrollable wildness and violence resided within the Vardarson clan like gangrene, forming a more vicious madness.

The bearer of this curse will only know how to move forward, toward the enemy, toward the war, toward the end of blood and fire.

He will bring disaster to this world, he will bring war to this world, and he will live in endless pain.

When the boiling blood fell silent again, Broly panted like a young animal.

His breathing was violent and disorderly, like a beast in the storm. Every breath seemed to be roaring violently, as if he wanted to release all his life force. His teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and his mouth was full of blood. The bubbles were mixed with saliva, dripping down the chin and onto the cold ground, solidifying instantly.

Young Broly's brown eyes were full of confusion and fear, and his hair was wet from the wind and snow, sticking messily to his forehead and cheeks.

The child was wearing a shabby sheepskin coat, and his little feet were stepping on the snow, but it seemed that they could not touch the ground. His heart was almost frozen, and his whole body stood there stiffly.

His parents, who once loved him, fell at his feet.

Their blood dyed the snow red, and their pupils were wide open, as if they were surprised by their death at this moment.

Their hands reached out to the child, as if they wanted to touch his head at the last moment. However, the God of Death ruthlessly took them away, leaving the child alone to face the world.

The young Broly stared blankly at all this, tears welling up in his eyes but unable to flow out.

He didn't cry or struggle, he just watched all of this quietly, as if he was watching a nightmare.

He couldn't understand or accept it, and his world collapsed at this moment.

He reached out and touched his father's hand. The big hand that once warmed him and comforted him was now cold, hard, and lifeless.

But the mother was still breathing. At that moment when the wild cub went crazy, the father protected the mother, but the ferocious claws and claws instantly penetrated their abdomens.

"Live...down...go..."

These were the last words his mother said to young Broly, and they were also her "curse" for him.

Snowflakes fell on Broly's eyelashes, and bloody tears dripped from his cheeks after his mother dropped her weak arms.

The wind and snow became more and more fierce, covering up the family's tragedy.

The surrounding houses were looming in the wind and snow, as if they didn't want to witness this tragedy.

The bells of Reykjavik Cathedral in the distance came in the cold wind, deep and distant, seeming to be singing an elegy for this human tragedy.

This is Vardarsson Broly, the man who killed his parents and is a born "evil"...

[Only I can see with my own eyes that the old world will forever fall into chaos and war. When the sea water in the world is replaced by blood, and the mountains in the world are covered by Beijing, His heroic name will also be revealed. 】

This is the curse of the Blood God, this is the Meme virus spread by [Ether Monarch].

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Broly sat by the window, staring closely at the distant skyline, the shadow of the past reflected in the deep gaze in his eyes.

Everything around him seemed to have been put behind his mind, and his mind was completely immersed in the sea of ​​memories of the past. Every picture that emerged was like a deep scar, causing pain in his heart.

His fingers unconsciously traced the book titled "Martyrs" in his hand, as if looking for some kind of relief, but no matter what, the pain was like a brand in his heart that refused to go away.

[Beowulf] floated respectfully behind his master.

A wordless silence surrounded the entire prison.

The golden eyes of the blond young man looked at Vardarson Broly quietly, and the other person quickly made his choice.

[Beowulf] handed the white card to Broly, and when Broly held the card in his hand, he had clearly understood the "freedom" the blond young man relied on.

Only the Supreme Divinity can resist the Supreme Divinity, and the eternal evil can indeed erase the curse of the Blood God.

[You choose to join White’s camp! 】

[Current number of people in [Savior] camp: 4]

When Vardarsson Broly decided to join the team

"Welcome to join this friendly big team. Although this team has a small number of people, everyone here is a first-class good person, especially me." A bright smile appeared on the handsome face of the blond young man.

Broly, who was wearing a plain robe, slowly stood up and walked step by step in front of the blond young man. His brown eyes looked directly at the handsome young man with a bright smile.

"Your name?"

"Hugh Abraham."

Broly, who was wearing a plain robe, nodded, indicating that he remembered the name. At this time, Xia Xiu, who was pleased to mention the new coolie, oh, no, it should be the new teammate, subconsciously looked at the book Broly was holding. Above, looking at the words on the ancient book full of traces of time.

"Martyrs" - [Temple Church] - written by St. Valentine.

Isn't this a book written by the First Swordbearer when he was in secular office? This book is quite old. Xia Xiu said secretly in his heart.

"You seem to like this book very much." Xia Xiu said to Broly while looking at "Martyrs".

"Repent and you will gain life." Broly said piously while holding up the book.

When Xia Xiu heard this, he smiled and replied:

“My favorite is this: the wages of sin is death.”

"So you are the savior." Broly replied without thinking.

"The savior who works for the eternal evil?" Xia Xiu said with a sneer.

“If you recognize a sin and leave it behind, you will find mercy.”

"We'd better give this mercy to the vampires."

Xia Xiu shook his head and smiled, then he said bluntly to Broly:

"I need to use your sword, the "ship" of the Vardarson clan; at the same time, I also need you to help me go to the blood-sucking pepper forest in [Smokeless City] to take the lives of two old vampires, where you can unleash your full potential. My own murderous intention."

As soon as the capable employees joined the company, Xia Xiu immediately arranged work for them non-stop.

"You need [Grendel's Catastrophe]?"

Broly asked the blond young man a question, and at the same time he stretched out his hand and pulled out the destiny weapon he needed from the void - [Grendel's Disaster].

[Grendel's Catastrophe] is a silver long sword, the shining blade is eye-catching; the sword body is made of pure silver, exuding a cold and bright light; the sword body is inlaid with ancient runes, shining with mystery With silver light, these runes are engraved on the sword in a smooth and graceful way, seeming to contain ancient power and secrets; there are tiny grooves in the gaps between the runes, like stars in the starry sky, arranged in a dense manner, which is awe-inspiring .

Broly directly handed the silver sword in his hand to Xia Xiu's hand.

The blond young man holds the handle. The handle of the silver long sword is covered with soft silver leather, allowing the holder to hold the handle tightly and control the sword stably. The leather handle is delicate and comfortable, giving the holder a sense of security and comfort. Control.

The blond young man raised the silver sword in his hand. The whole sword shone with silver-white brilliance, like the moonlight shining brightly in the dark night. The tip of the sword exuded cold air, as if it could cut the air and penetrate all obstacles.

"This is the celestial sword used against the Cain clan."

[Grendel's Catastrophe], the sword is as its name suggests, with ancient deeds and legends on it - [Evil Beast Grendel], an evil creature originating from the Cain family, it breaks away from human society and often kills people. Human; and it also had one of its arms cut off by this long sword, and finally escaped in pain and died miserably in the wilderness.

In game terms, [Grendel's Catastrophe] is an extraordinary weapon with 300% special attack attribute against vampires. It is also the vampire's smiting sword.

"It doesn't matter if you kill vampires, it's just that the ship you are talking about is Vardasson's [Ghost Ship], right?" Broly asked the blond young man playing with the silver sword.

"Well, the [Keel Warship] of the Vardarson clan is a [Ghost Ship] as famous as the legendary [Flying Dutchman]. It is with this [Ghost Ship] that Vardarson can sail in the Sea of ​​Chaos. No hindrance.”

Xia Xiutian shamelessly accepted the sword and continued to persuade the new operators to work hard to explode their equipment.