Enough to easily ignite the fiery passion of a Roman city!
Duncan circled the gladiatorial arena.
He directly threw the head of Hengist in his hand towards the Valkyries, offering it to them with slaughter!
Under the gaze of all.
The Valkyrie with the bird-winged golden helmet trembled slightly, reaching out to hold Hengist’s grim head. She was to pour wine for Duncan; this was the gift he offered!
"Come! Fight!"
Duncan, with a battle axe in one hand and a sharp sword in the other, roared towards the sky, slicing a gash across his chest with the blade. Blood oozed out, and the scar added to his ferocity and bravery, like an ancient hero challenging the gods, turning mankind’s indomitable fighting spirit into a monstrous rage.
Hosa was afraid.
He died filled with resentment, but now it seems, even if he had fought to the death, he would still likely have been the one to die, at most just severely wounding Duncan.
Duncan started to accelerate his charge.
He seemed like an ancient ferocious beast charging forward. Clear footprints were left on the arena ground as he leapt fiercely, hacking down with his sword and axe. Clang! Sparks flew with a crash. Hosa was forced to parry and was directly knocked to the ground by Duncan’s incredible barbaric power.
The shield shattered, and the battle axe chipped.
Hosa lost his balance and his burly figure fell heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, a foot was already on his back, preventing him from moving any further, as if his spine was about to break.
Duncan raised the beheading axe, surveying the entire arena.
This scene!
It seemed like a reenactment of the ancient Roman era.
In the audience stands of the Heroic Spirit Hall, countless awakened heroic spirits were shouting and cheering. Even the few Valkyries couldn’t help but scream, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
On the throne of the twelve main gods of Norse, Odin’s expression was extremely subtle. His form shifted between solid and indistinct, changing his emblem from ’Norse Main God’ to ’King of the Wild Hunt’!
He rose slowly, towering like a giant, raising his right hand with his thumb pointing down.
Duncan roared to the heavens, unhesitatingly swinging down the beheading axe. Blood gushed like a spring, as Hosa’s grim head was chopped off on the spot.
"Again!"
The laws of the Heroic Spirit Hall began to take effect. Hengist and the Hosa brothers, who had just been executed, resurrected, and the wounds on Duncan’s body also healed rapidly.
Duncan took a hearty drink from the honey wine given by the bird-winged golden helmeted Valkyrie!
He raised the battle axe and sharp sword in his hands towards the densely packed heroic spirits in the audience, angrily shouting, "Again!"
"Let’s fight to our heart’s content today!"
Heroic spirits turned from shadow to substance, and the eager Germanic warriors quickly entered the arena. In no time, dozens had joined, forming an enormous, bloody and brutal skirmish.
Duncan laughed maniacally, pulling the bird-winged golden-helmeted Valkyrie beside him into an embrace, taking off her golden helmet and using it as a cup to drink merrily.
Unflagging Intoxication was almost overflowing.
He handed the bird-winged golden helmet to the stunning Valkyrie, laughing wildly, "Watch me using their heads to offer glory for you!"
Thrand slung an axe into the air.
Instantly, an arriving heroic warrior in the arena was struck in the head.
The heavy spear pierced through a chest, pinning a warrior in the center of the arena.
Duncan didn’t even bother with a shield, roaring out, killing a heroic warrior along with his shield. Then he leapt and struck down, chopping off a large man’s head. The next second, he was stabbed in the back with a sword. Without turning, Duncan swung an axe backward, waist-cutting his assailant on the spot.
Today in this Heroic Spirit Hall, Duncan was here to prove his might!
In mist-covered Avalon, he wanted to rise and march forth. In Asgard’s Heroic Spirit Hall, he intended to create a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea!
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