"You must be Siegfried who killed Fafnir. You are indeed a great hero."
"No, no, it wasn't just me who killed Fafnir, but also my friend, his name is Avia."
"Hmm? Who is this person then?"
"The Huns."
Siegfried does not believe that people are divided into high and low classes, only into whether their actions are "righteous" or "evil".
".......Hahaha, you are such a joker. They are just barbarians. But with your protection, we will be safe here."
"That's right, you are the hero of justice."
Over the years, Siegfried had come to the Rhine more than once, and had seen the scenery every morning, noon, evening, or day.
In the evening on the Rhine River, an orange-red sunset slowly falls, and the water and the sky are shrouded in a layer of orange, gradually turning into a dim night. Birds returning to their nests fly overhead chirping, and the surrounding forests have already decayed and lost their bright colors.
There are countless people in the world. They each have their own ideas and live their own lives. Moreover, these people rise and fall like the tides every morning and evening.
Young Copernicus felt that he was floating in some huge whirlpool.
Siegfried, who had always lived in a world full of "affirmations", learned about "negations" for the first time.
"What's more, I am a Hun born with evil intentions. Even if I kill the dragon, my essence will not change in the eyes of the world."
Recalling the words they said when they parted, Siegfried finally realized that Avia had already anticipated this outcome.
Perhaps the explanation the dragon-slaying hero insisted on was foolish in the eyes of others, but the man chose to follow his own heart that believed 'people must know'.
"I was able to kill Fafnir thanks to Avia, and I will never forget that."
The silver-haired man said so. In his heart, he always felt that the two people who had been together for half a month to slay the dragon were like partners.
So although we are not friends, we are better than friends.
Now that they met again, Siegfried felt that Avia in front of him was not much different from a few years ago except that her face had become more mature.
"Originally? Then where are you going now, Siegfried?"
After listening quietly for a long time, Avia stretched lazily, calmed down the impatient Typhon, and asked Siegfried with a smile.
In Avia's opinion, Siegfried is no longer cursed by the Rhinegold, so he will not encounter the original tragedy. If the story in "The Song of the Nibelungs" is followed, he should be helping someone marry the Queen of Iceland.
But according to what Avia has learned over the years, there is no queen in Iceland now because it is Kitland's territory.
In the northwest corner of Europe, on the Scandinavian Peninsula, the largest peninsula in Europe and the fifth largest peninsula in the world, there is now a country that has unified the entire island, called Kittland, and the king's name is Beowulf.
Speaking of which, "Beowulf" is known as one of the three great heroic epics of European literature, along with France's "Song of Roland" and Germany's "Song of the Nibelungs". Both Beowulf and Siegfried have stories of slaying dragons, and the contemporary Avia can barely be considered a dragon-slaying hero.
Facing Avia's question, Siegfried did not hesitate much and said quickly:
"There is a huge ancient species that still survives in the North Sea today, the Kraken, the North Sea monster. I am going to kill it."
..........
Somewhere in the North Sea, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if it was covered by a huge black cloth, and there was not a trace of sunlight.
The rain poured down, and the dense raindrops hit the sea surface, splashing water.
The man sitting on some marine animal above the sea turned his head, but within his sight there was still only the storm and nothing else.
"Mei Lian, are you the one sent by Van Phimm?"
"Haha, your words are really rude. I'm just hired, you know."
The laughter was inconsistent with the scene before him, and the person called Mei Lian did not show up.
"By the way, Fuabro, I'm here to help you no matter what, so let's get along well. There were many Dead Apostles who wanted to come, but I insisted on coming.
Alas, after all, they can’t protect you. If things get worse, we might die together. That’s why Van Feim told me to leave it to you. As soon as he said that, I rushed over here.”
"This is the first time I've heard that you have a sense of companionship... I want to check with you, what happened to the Dead Apostles who were supposed to come with me?"
"Haha, I ate it."
Mei Lian said this in an innocent tone.
"If Lord Bai Yi knew about this, he would definitely kill you."
The man said with murderous intent.
"It doesn't matter. They are just some trash. We just need to catch the two Krakens and use them to prevent the church from traveling to Britain by sea.
But I don’t quite understand what kind of deal these two guys, Van Feim and Tefam Ottenroche, made with the Wandering Sea and the Clock Tower.”
Mei Lian seemed to be laughing softly as she responded without any emotion.
"Oh, by the way, Fuabro Lovin, you used to be a magician of the Wandering Sea, and now you are a subordinate of Tefam, so you should know something."
"I don't know. I just need to complete the task assigned by Lord Bai Yi."
"What a boring reply." Mei Lian continued, "But the Black Wing Prince died at the hands of Bei Zhe. Maybe if your White Wing Prince fought with him, he would also be killed."
"...Shut up! If you dare to insult Lord White Wing again, I will kill you first!"
Thus, the tenth and the twentieth ancestors of the twenty-seven dead apostles had a fight above the North Sea before they found their target.
117: King of Scandinavia
"Thank you so much, Avia, you are here to help me again..."
"Alright, alright, it's nothing. Just treat it as getting rid of harm for the people."
In an area of the North Sea, Siegfried and Avia were sitting on a small boat.
After learning that Siegfried was going to deal with the Kraken, Avia also learned from his explanation that in recent years, for some unknown reason, the Kraken had appeared many times, slaughtering passing fishing boats for no reason, putting the people on the Scandinavian islands who relied on fishing for a living into difficulties.
I heard that more and more people starved to death on the island. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with the European continent. After all, people there did not ask Siegfried to deal with it like the locals did. After all, due to religious issues, the relationship between the two sides was not very friendly.
Perhaps to explain his behavior, Siegfried said this before Avia asked:
"I did not receive their commission, but they must be looking forward to such disasters being resolved in order to survive. Therefore, this is the 'evil' that I should resolve without having to personally commission them. The people there are the same as everyone here, there is no difference."
The silver-haired young man looked at the man in front of him and saw him say what he expected. He couldn't help but feel happy because this "wishing machine" was able to use its own will to decide what to do.
From Avia's point of view, it was only natural for him to fight the Kraken. After all, he had received the runes given by Odin, and Scandinavia itself was a place where people believed in Norse gods. Therefore, no matter what, he had this obligation.
If the Age of Gods were still around, the Norse gods would definitely take action. Faced with such a disaster that harms humanity, in most pantheons, the gods would take action.
"That... is it an island? An island that's slowly floating up?"
"It seems that our target has appeared. Siegfried, get ready."
When the "island" completely emerged in the air, Siegfried finally understood that it was not an "island" on the sea.
But it is the head of a giant ancient species, the Kraken.
Kraken is a deep-sea monster in Norse mythology, also known as the "Kraken" or "Norwegian sea monster". It is portrayed as a giant squid or octopus. According to legend, the monster is about 155 meters long and weighs about 330 tons. It is a giant sea monster that roams around Norway and Iceland.
It can create a huge whirlpool called "Skagarag" and drag everything to the bottom of the sea. During the Age of Gods, when such a whirlpool appeared, the Nordic people would pray to their great god Odin, hoping that this one-eyed god could drive away the Kraken and calm the hurricanes and whirlpools on the sea.
In an instant, the wind was like a wild horse running wildly in the dark night, and the rain was pouring down. Every drop of rain seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, hitting the sea surface hard, stirring up layers of white waves.
Immediately afterwards, the Kraken's extremely huge body covered the entire sky. Its tentacles were as hard as steel, each of which was dozens of meters long. They were waving in the storm, and every wave seemed to tear the entire sea apart.
It seems that everything can only lead to death in despair.
In an instant, a flash of lightning cut through the sky like a sharp sword, instantly illuminating the turbulent sea.
In this dazzling light, a burly figure stood in a small boat drifting in the wind and rain of the North Sea. The shirtless blond man had no weapons in his hands, only fists that seemed to be burning with flames.
Appearing so boldly in front of the giant sea monster, the Kraken slowly extended its tentacles towards him, as if to pull him into its arms.
But the man grabbed it, bit off a layer, chewed it, and then bit it quickly again. The giant monster let out a shrill howl, and waved its tentacles wildly, trying to throw away the blond man who was biting the tentacles tightly.
It is unknown whether the attacking tentacle hit the man, but in the lightning and thunder, a blond man can be vaguely seen using his hand to rush towards where the Kraken's head is.
Perhaps he felt that if he continued to ignore it, his eyes might be hurt, so the next moment, the tentacle broke off and disappeared, causing the blond man to lose his balance and fall directly into the sea, followed by the Kraken's many tentacles.
Maybe it was due to the pain caused by carelessness, but at this moment, the Kraken was surrounded by an extremely strange purple magic mist, and for a moment it seemed to turn the black world into a terrifying place of strange purple mist.
At this moment, the brain of Beowulf, the young king of Scandinavia, was thinking.
Can the well-trained body defend against the giant tentacles of the giant demon? Even if it can, how to defeat the Kraken? Where is its weakness? How much perseverance and difficulty will it take to pierce the weakness?
Although time passes so slowly, there is plenty of time to think.
In an era of belief in heroes and worship of gods, everyone dreams of becoming a hero, becoming the supreme king, with treasures, beauties, power, and enjoying the most glorious things in the world.
He wields the sharp blade in his hand like a god descending from heaven, galloping across the boundless land. Wherever his feet step, he leaves behind his brave deeds. He sweeps away all enemies and obstacles that dare to stand in his way like a landslide, allowing his name and story to be passed down forever by wandering poets.
However, the era of heroes is gone, as church missionaries from the European continent have "killed" them, leaving the local people with emptiness, fear and shame, with only the weeping martyrs left. People no longer worship heroes, but put their hands together and start praying to the so-called only God.
Because in front of the only God, there are no heroes.
But the glory of heroes will always shine in the long river of history, and the stories of heroes will always be praised and passed down.
I cannot die here. Behind me are the people who are working hard for stability. Countless people want to enjoy simple happiness and try their best to maintain a life without harshness and despair. Whether it is the Kraken, the fire dragon, or the water demon Grendel, they are all monsters that prevent people from working hard to live.
therefore--
Not for myself, not for fame, not for wealth, and not just for the name of a hero, but just to fulfill my obligations as a king.
"You can't kill me, Kraken, and I will never surrender."
The surging fighting spirit was ignited once again. This sea area is the sea of life that the people of Scandinavia pray for, and they must not allow monsters to run rampant.
"After all, I am the king of Kitland."
As he murmured these words, Beowulf felt his own temperature rising rapidly, exceeding the limit of what the human body could bear, and the bloody mark on his chest burst into a dazzling light that could not be concealed even in the darkness.
The originally irritable Kraken roared towards the sky at this moment, and then the terrible thunder seemed to tear apart the purple fog.
As if to protect the great hero who is now the King of the Nordic countries, countless dazzling lightning bolts accompanied by flames struck the Kraken.
When Beowulf came to his senses from the changes in himself, he found that several shining golden runes appeared around him.
"..... Could it be that these are——"
As a person born on a Scandinavian island, Beowulf naturally heard the legends of the past from the old people on the island.
The great god who should be passed down and praised forever, the king of gods in the Saga legend, as the god who ruled over the nine Nordic worlds of the Age of Gods, is still the object of faith of most people living in all of Northern Europe to this day, a great god.
Even if it is an illusion, this person must have brought glory to the great God, and the great God must still be watching over those who believe in him.
The young King of Scandinavia raised his head proudly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit like the flames of God, and he shouted in a powerful, rough voice that was no less loud than a thunderbolt:
"You, has your glory finally appeared again... Odin, the true great god we are waiting for..."
118: Descendants of Cain
The thick purple fog emanating from the Kraken became denser and more viscous, and correspondingly, more and more lightning struck from the sky.
Countless lightning strikes hit the Kraken's body, and a raging fire like molten lava burned as if it was going to completely melt it.
"Roar!"
Perhaps it was because it sensed the familiar rune breath that suddenly appeared on the human that the giant monster let out an unprecedented roar.
Then, as if in response to this rune, the Kraken trembled.
Dispelling the impression that a giant creature should be slow, the Kraken actually began to jump. Although its body was so huge, its movements seemed a bit slow compared to humans, but in fact they were very fast.
'Kill it, damn that stinky octopus is causing all this fog, I'm going to chop it into pieces, human, just let my body appear! I'm going to chop its head off!'
"That's too ostentatious, and Typhon, could you please keep your voice down?"
Avia, who was flying over the rainy North Sea with the help of runes, responded to Typhon's excited call and rushed directly towards the troll. She climbed lightly onto the troll's knees and chest, then quickly climbed to the head and stood on it.
"Light up the dragon furnace."
The silver-haired young man's voice echoed loudly and clearly over the North Sea.
At the same time, Mount Etna, far away from here, became active again, as if something that served as a source of magic power had been taken out.
"The Dragon Road unfolds."
The power to seal Typhon quickly gathered on his body, and the young man, whose body was covered with textures, aimed both hands at the head of the Kraken under him with all his strength.
Along with the appearance of huge thunder, the giant's neck was immediately cut off, and its huge head flew in the air.
