Chapter 91 3.14 Land

The next morning, everyone stepped on the embers of the extinguished fire and set out again.

They walked for a day like zombies, but the endless frozen sea was still in front of them.

Loki and his four companions were out of ammunition and food.

Tonight, after sufficient contemplation, Loki made a crucial decision. He decided to release the remaining 7 sled dogs from the lasso and let them walk freely, so that they could have a full rest.

The remaining section of the journey was completed by the four living people pulling the sled.

Such a choice was helpless.

Exploring the New World is not a one-way journey. After all, they still have to think about how to return to the coast. If all 7 sled dogs are exhausted, even if they finally find the fleet ships left by Xiao Lu frozen in the ice and unable to sail, they will still rely on sled dogs to return to the ship.

Whether it is to pull the car or as food, the remaining dogs must be kept alive.

There are not many supplies on the sled at this time. The food taken from the ship had been used up. The car was still loaded with a few bear skins to keep warm, a can of kerosene for starting fires, a few ravens for communication, and the cross that Lawrence had been carrying on his back. No matter how devout he was to the Holy Bishop, he had not eaten anything for several days and was walking on the endless ice field.

He really couldn't carry it anymore.

"Boss, do you think we can find land alive?" The only person who was still alive was old man Gore. Although he was over 50 years old, the newly chosen one seemed to have endless strength.

At this time, he was pulling the sled behind him with his right arm, and beside him, Loki was pulling another rope.

"Damn it, I find it hard to believe that I would say such a thing, but our lives are no longer in our own hands."

"Haha! You have obtained the 'Thor's Way', I guess that old guy Thor would be very willing to listen to your story, as for me?"

"I am not sure whether I am still a human being in my current state! After death, let alone Valhalla, I am not sure whether I can be put into Asgard by the guards!"

The two chatted casually, while walking on this endless cold ice field with all their strength.

That afternoon, Emma fell down.

Later, Lawrence also fell down. Neither Loki nor Old Gore spoke, but silently threw him onto the sled and continued to pull forward.

They walked mechanically for an unknown period of time. Loki felt that his legs were getting softer and his steps were getting heavier. At this time, his brain was groggy and he had almost lost the ability to think.

Looking back, there were only 5 of the 7 sled dogs left.

As for when the two missing dogs disappeared, he had no idea. After moving like a zombie on the frozen sea for so long, his brain seemed to be frozen by low temperature, and he lost most of his thinking ability.

Now he only knew to move forward.

He couldn't stop.

Once he stopped, he would die.

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On this day, the sun never rose again after it set. Loki put the rope made of soft steel on his chest and walked forward with his eyes closed like a boatman pulling a boat on the river.

When was the last time he opened his eyes?

Oh, open your eyes and take a look.

As far as the eye can see, it is still a dark frozen sea.

As he walked, he felt his knees getting weaker and weaker, until finally it seemed that his knees wanted to bend into a half-kneeling position involuntarily.

Suddenly, the iron chain pulled him to stagger and fall to the ground. Looking back, Old Gore finally fell on the ice because of exhaustion.

Among the four people who set out, he was the only one who could still move.

Loki sighed deeply. At this moment, he wanted to lie on the ice and end it all. Days of pulling carts made his whole body sore and his spirit extremely exhausted. In the eternal night, he didn't know how long it had passed and how far they had walked on the ice.

After falling on his back, he didn't stand up again for a long time.

The sky tonight was overcast. The passing of the bright moon and stars made. Loki looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes. He felt that if he died at this point, it seemed that there would be no regrets.

"Brother Ahai, I have avenged your blood! If you enter Valhalla, the gods don't matter."

"I just want to find you and drink twice with you."

Wow!

At this moment, a crow's cry sounded in his ears. Loki laughed, "Brother, did you hear my call?"

Wow!

The sound of crows crowing more and more densely came, and Loki slowly closed his eyes. Legend has it that this is when the god king Odin welcomes his people, he will use ravens to guide their souls.

But in the next second, he sat up in his dying struggle.

Crow? ?

How could there be crows on the sea? !

After brushing off the broken ice on his cheeks with his cold big hands, Loki widened his eyes and found that there was a huge crow standing in front of him. Dongdongdong, it was pecking at the bearskin boots on the soles of his feet with its black beak.

Everything in front of him was not his illusion.

"Brother Gore, Miss Emma!" He shouted with all his strength, but at this time his vocal cords had been filled with too much cold air because of tirelessly pulling the cart for many days. At this time, when he suddenly spoke, his throat could only make a series of hoarse noises

"Ah! Ah!"

More and more crows approached, alerting the sled dogs. The sled dogs barked at the crows, and Nightingale, the ship's doctor who had been lying flat on the sled like a corpse for several days, woke up. He moved his almost frozen hands and recited the Holy Light Gospel softly.

"The Holy Lord Jehovah is the light of the world"

"Follow him, mortals will stay away from darkness and bathe in the light of life"

A soft holy light rose from his hands, like a small flare. On the vast frozen sea, Loki finally saw a tattered sail hanging near the horizon not far away with this weak light source

And behind the sail, the endless black mountains!

"Look! What is that?!"

Shaking old Gore hard, Loki used the remaining strength of his hands to wake the old man from his sleep. After sleeping on the sled for a few days, Gore Marash had obviously lost a lot of weight, but his spirit was still stable.

Sitting up, old man Gore rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Boss! This is not my illusion!

That is the broken sail!" After a long period of freezing and hunger, old man Gore's voice was like sawdust rubbing against steel.

"That is land!"

"Hahaha! Even if I die tomorrow, I can still brag to the gods around me when I pick up the beer that I once found land in the Arctic Sea!"

"I am also the first among the Vikings!"