Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 32 Avalon in the Mist

A smell of blood filled the air.

A bonfire was burning in the hall. Blood Axe Nidron, who was dozing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes instantly. He heard faint screams. The burly barbarian warrior picked up the beheading axe beside him and held the wine jug in one hand. He walked and drank, and the mead flowed down his hairy chest.

When the heavy door was pushed open.

In the firelight, his pupils were already blood red, as if a bloodthirsty beast was trapped in his body!
"Thor!"

"Please witness my fight!"

Blood Axe-Nedron's heavy breathing sounded like a brown bear. His sight penetrated the darkness and locked onto the southwest direction of the town. The heavy armor did not affect his movements at all. He ran all the way, like a tiger on the hunt, rushing towards the direction where the screams came from.

That man is here again!
After shooting Hengist, King of Kent, Duncan single-handedly changed the situation in the entire British Isles.

The emerging Kingdom of Kent was gradually falling apart. The king's brother, Horsa, had previously been able to reunite the kingdom thanks to his outstanding military achievements and his own strength. However, at the most critical moment, the Angles and Saxons, demonstrating the British Empire's long-standing tradition of being troublemakers, unexpectedly turned against the king and supported the deceased king's son, Esk, to ascend the throne.

Both Henges and Horsa were of Jutes origin.

As soon as the king died, the Angles and Saxons began to have evil ideas. Their vacillation between the camps plunged the newly established Kingdom of Kent into civil strife. With the support of the Anglo-Saxons, Esk was able to compete with his uncle.

This resulted in the Kingdom of Kent being almost split in two, with East Kent under the control of Esk and West Kent under the control of Horsa.

This method of stirring up trouble was inherited from the British Empire, causing the Jutes to gradually split and weaken.

They were originally the first branch of the Germanic barbarians to establish a country, but now they are caught in civil strife for the throne.

"kill him!"

"Kill that man!"

"Cut off his head and offer it to Horsa! Then he can reunite the Kingdom of Kent!"

Blood Axe-Nedron saw the corpse in the darkness and shot it dead with an arrow, which pierced the eye socket. In the shadow of the alley, in the jumping firelight, there was also a Saxon elite axeman who was shot in the head on the spot. The Fran flying axe split his skull open, and blood and brain matter were spilled all over the ground.

Teams of barbarian soldiers are gathering.

The Saxon Forest Hunters fired in the direction of the enemy, but under the cover of night, they could not hit the target like the ghost ranger.

Corpses, corpses, and more corpses.

Blood Axe-Nedron's chest seemed to be suppressing a pent-up anger. He picked up a shield, held the two-handed battle axe in one hand, and directly smashed through a wooden fence that blocked his progress in front of him, as if this could vent some of his rage.

Found him!

He wants to escape!
Blood Axe-Nedron roared and swung out a hand axe at his waist. Under the huge force, the hand axe whistled through the air and nailed to the wall with a bang.

By this time, Duncan had already climbed over the wooden wall of Devon Town.

He just broke out in a cold sweat, and after landing, he gasped for breath and said to himself, "What the hell is that thing! How can it run so fast?!"

——Blood Axe-Nidelon (two-star silver-gray) (Elite Chieftain Guard) (Sacrifice) (Drinking) (Violent) [Thor Warrior]!
Duncan had encountered this enemy once before.

He charged back and forth in Duke Dingtagir's guards, killed two or three Raguel knights in succession, and finally broke through the encirclement and rushed out.

"wild!"

"It is estimated that its strength is not weaker than that of the Priory Temple."

Compared with the last time, this enemy had several more states. The Germanic barbarian was a heavy drinker and warlike. He reeked of alcohol and no one knew how much he had drunk, but his movements were not slow at all, and he ran even faster than a warhorse.

Duncan retreated all the way.

But from the God's perspective, the enemy also climbed over the wooden wall, leaped directly, and chased in the direction of his retreat.

Blood Axe-Nidelon simply abandoned the others and chased after them alone.

"Are you going to fight me to the death?"

Duncan stopped decisively, turned around, drew his bow, and the sharp arrow broke through the air and shot at the enemy's head.

hum.

At the moment the arrow flew into the air, Blood Axe-Niedron raised his shield to protect his head, and the arrow directly nailed the wooden shield.

Another guy whose physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people.

He ran faster than Duncan. If Duncan hadn't been alert and retreated in advance, he might have been surrounded. With Duncan's current physical condition, he couldn't sneak in like an Assassin's Creed. His method of infiltration was to kill all witnesses.

After he had killed everyone, no one noticed that he had sneaked in.

"What is this? A big rampage?"

The last time Duncan encountered a similar enemy was with the leader of the barbarian fleeing soldiers. The man rushed in front of him despite six or seven arrows, but he chopped open his forehead with an axe.

"It's hard to deal with!"

In the direction of the town gate, a group of cavalry rushed out. A barbarian force of about two hundred people was gathering. They had made preparations in advance and chased after them with torches held high.

Blood Axe-Nedron bit Duncan's back tightly.

The distance between the two people was only seventy or eighty meters. Duncan ran very fast, and this guy ran even faster, as if he had endless physical strength.

This must be the Barbarians' top berserker.

Duncan turned and shot another arrow, which hit the enemy in the abdomen. But the enemy didn't even grunt, and actually pulled out another hand axe. This was a pre-planned move. The Franks liked to use throwing axes, and the Saxons were not good at it.

The sound broke through the air.

Duncan rolled violently, and the axe landed where he had been before, driving directly into the dirt.

"So strong!"

Duncan's Fran throwing axe has an effective range of only thirty to forty meters, but the enemy can throw it fifty to sixty meters and it still has such strong lethality.

"This guy is using a two-handed axe as a one-handed axe. We can't fight him head-on!"

Duncan did not stop and waste time shooting his bow. Taking advantage of the cover of night, he rushed directly towards the woods.

Hundreds of pursuers were still chasing Blood Axe Nidron, and a group of a dozen Saxon pirate riders had already caught up, but they couldn't pinpoint their location and had to disperse to search for their target. From Devon, around two or three hundred soldiers emerged, torches aloft, splitting into several groups and surrounding them from different locations.

Duncan's figure was like a cheetah, diving into the dense woods.

Blood Axe Nidron rushed in without hesitation, following closely behind. Once he lost Duncan, it would be difficult to catch him again.

Under the night sky, in the lush woods.

After entering the woods, Duncan was not panicked at all. He jumped up and climbed up the hill, then put an arrow on his bow and aimed at the enemy who was chasing him relentlessly.

call out!
The sharp arrow broke through the air.

From this god's perspective, Duncan's vision was identical to that of daytime. Blood Axe Nidron heard only the sound of the arrow piercing the air. The next second, he felt a pain in his knee, and he stumbled. Even with the armor protecting him, the kneecap injury had a significant impact. He gritted his teeth and pulled the arrow out.

"come out!"

"Let's have a fair fight!"

"With Thor as witness."

"Let's see who the real warrior is!"

Blood Axe Nidron's roar sounded like that of a wounded beast, but Duncan remained indifferent. He looked at the barbarian riders approaching rapidly outside the woods, changed his position again, and shot an arrow at the enemy's back.

puff.

Blood spilled.

Blood Axe-Nedron was wearing heavy armor and was still extremely brave even after being hit by two arrows. He relied on the faint starlight to lock Duncan's position, ran wildly, and directly swung the beheading axe in his hand.

boom!
The beheading axe hit the big tree next to Duncan, almost nailing it several centimeters into the tree, and the axe handle was buzzing.

Blood Axe-Nedron roared and accelerated suddenly. Without any weapons, he took up his shield and pounced directly at Duncan in front of him like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, trying to engage him in close combat.

Duncan retreated lightly, jumped down the hillside and retreated again to draw his bow.

Blood Axe Nidron's right leg was struck by an arrow. At such a close distance, the Northern War Bow had pierced his leg armor.

Sonorous!

The Oathkeeper slashed out a cold light, and Duncan attacked as fast as lightning. When the enemy rushed up, the sword blade directly penetrated the enemy's arm armor, leaving a deep wound near the wrist that could be seen to the bone.

Blood Axe-Nedron groaned in pain, and he swung his shield towards Duncan. The huge force of the blow was so strong that the wind whistled, but he hit nothing. The shield shattered, and only the stone next to it was smashed to pieces.

Duncan is much more agile than him.

In the darkness, Duncan was born with 'dark vision'. His figure was like a butterfly flying through flowers. He moved forward and thrust forward, his sword piercing the enemy's right shoulder.

The outcome has been decided.

Blood Axe-Niedron had both legs and one hand crippled.

After just a few moves, this barbarian warrior, who was as ferocious as a beast, began to stagger and no longer had the terrifying momentum he had at the beginning.

Duncan didn't even confront him head-on.

Fran swung the axe violently, and within five meters, the axe hit the opponent's chest.

"Cough...cough..."

Blood foam spurted out.

Bloodaxe Nidron could no longer move. He half-knelt on the cold ground, looking at Duncan with an expression full of unwillingness and rage.

His berserk state should be almost gone.

The reason why he is not dead yet is entirely because of his violent special ability. Duncan stood in place, shot three arrows in a row, and finished off the enemy until he was on the verge of death. Only then did he pull out the beheading axe nailed to the tree trunk.

——Combat Style: Decapitation!
Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Duncan swung the beheading axe expressionlessly, and Blood Axe-Nedron's hideous head rolled to the ground. The headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang, and blood splattered several meters away.

A cold wind blew.

Duncan was like a cold-blooded hunter. He simply cut off a branch and then stuck the Blood Axe - Nidron's head on it.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves could be heard outside the woods.

He was not greedy for lives, and his agile figure slipped into the darkness and soon disappeared into the vast night.

A few minutes later.

Teams of barbarian soldiers holding torches entered the woods, only to see a headless corpse. At the site of the previous battle, a hideous head was pierced by a wooden stake and nailed to the mud.

Blood Axe-Nedron's head was covered in hair and beard, and he was furious. Even after death, his bloodshot eyes were still staring like a demon's.

Do not look down.

A barbarian centurion with a terrified face tried several times to close Blood Axe-Nedron's ferocious eyes, but as soon as he closed them, the head opened its eyes again.

I don’t know how long it took.

Valkyrie's figure gradually emerged, and no one else could see her existence at all. She dragged a furious and unwilling soul with an expressionless face and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

At this time, Duncan had already retreated far away and still had the energy to see about the ability to seize it.

"Untiring Drinking (Special Ability): The Germanic barbarians love wine and war, and the Norse god Thor is particularly addicted to alcohol. Warriors favored by him will further enhance their strength after drinking, while also weakening their sense of pain and temporarily enhancing their physical endurance. They will not be truly drunk, but will trigger the negative status of Recklessness. Thor is also a Reckless God." (Note: Many barbarians believe in the god of wine and believe that drinking will enhance their strength.)
"Great Rage (Advanced Ability): A branch of Adrenaline Burst, this is an advanced ability for the Berserk state. Only the bravest warriors in battle can be blessed by the gods, unleashing unimaginable power. Legend has it that Thor, the God of Thunder, often charges into the enemy camp alone, favoring those barbaric warriors who ignore fear. Additional negative states: Rage, Unauthorized Charge, and Ignore Fear."

(Note: Thor is the most powerful of the Norse gods, and only the barbarian warriors who worship him can become more violent.)
The Norse pantheon really advocates brute force.

Duncan looked at the two abilities he had just obtained, and he didn't expect that the gain would be greater than killing King Kent.

"Is it because according to legend, the main enemy of the Norse pantheon is the giant?"

Duncan feels that it may have something to do with the mythological system. Many of the supernatural abilities of the barbarian warriors are miracles caused by great strength.

"If I fight him hand-to-hand, he might still have a chance to perform a miracle with his might."

"But why would I engage in hand-to-hand combat with a raging barbarian for no good reason?"

Duncan is not stupid. The enemy is obviously in a violent state, so of course he has to avoid the enemy and wait until the enemy's blood and courage are exhausted before taking action.

Although archers all have a heart for close combat, it is not now.

The night is dark.

Duncan retreated until there were no enemy units nearby, then he slowly stopped.

Ok?
Why is it foggy?
Duncan had just shaken off his pursuers when he suddenly noticed a fog rising around him, and the swamp not far away was appearing and disappearing in the fog.

"Something's wrong!"

From a God's perspective, Duncan stared at his surroundings and found that the projected map was undergoing some changes.

The forest is gradually disappearing, replaced by a fog that covers the entire map!

"Where is the sound of water coming from?"

Duncan faintly heard the sound of water and the sound of oars. When he passed through the fog, a lake emerged in front of him. He remembered that there were no rivers or lakes nearby at first.

——Avalon in the mist [Land of Blessing]!
From God's perspective.

Everything in the projected image began to overlap with reality, as if there were two different spaces that were merging bit by bit. Some powerful supernatural force opened the entrance to a mysterious country here.

Avalon is a sacred place in Celtic mythology and the central belief of the ancient Druid religion.

It is also the final habitat in King Arthur's legend, the paradise in the afterlife, which is said to be guarded by nine fairies.

Avalon in the mist, Tyrnanor in Irish mythology, the Garden of the Golden Apples in Greek mythology, and the Garden of Eden in Jewish mythology are all legendary kingdoms beyond reality.

"Something like a paradise?"

"A plane outside the real world?"

Duncan could only speculate, as Eastern mythology also contained places that did not belong to the real world. It was the end of the mythological age, and the last territory of ancient Celtic mythology was the British Isles.

A small boat slowly appeared in front of the sight.

——Thetis (Lady of the Lake) (Fairy) (Elf) (Three stars silver-gray).

The boat docked.

Under the gradually brighter moonlight, a beautiful woman in a white dress, like a nymph in ancient Greek mythology, appeared. She smiled and saluted at Duncan, motioning him to get on the boat.

Celtic mythology is now extremely weak. As a legendary guardian fairy, her strength is not even as strong as that of a Valkyrie.

Duncan hesitated for a moment and then boarded the small boat.

Avalon in the mist.

The last holy place of the ancient Druid faith, Duncan also wanted to know what had become of the myths and legends.

The fog gradually enveloped everything nearby.

A small boat went deeper into the fog along the lake. After an unknown amount of time, an island appeared in Duncan's sight.

Beside the river bank.

A total of five beautiful lake fairies with different appearances are waiting, and behind them are many magical creatures like fairies.

From God's perspective.

In Duncan's projection, the label in the corner of the interface has changed from "real world" to "Avalon in the mist (the blessed land)".

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(End of this chapter)