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Chapter 675 The Prophecy of Death
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Norlund stepped forward and said solemnly, "Your Excellency, the spoils of war are the reward for the warriors of the chapter who paid the price with their lives. According to the usual practice, they can be directly distributed to the warriors."

Some of the warriors who hadn't gone to sea glared angrily at Norrend.

Baron Goldfinch shook his head and said, "Everything on the land, including the spoils of war, belongs to the lord. The laws of lordship, castle law, and the law of accidents are all laws that must be followed in this world. Only I have the right to distribute the spoils of war. You cannot take past favors for granted."

Baron Goldfinch was adamant. He had never coveted his subordinates' spoils before because they were too small to tarnish his reputation, but Norlund's haul this time was indeed astonishingly large.

"I will not confiscate the wealth you have earned through your hard work, but will distribute it equally to everyone, especially Augustus, who plundered the most spoils. Let us cheer for him!"

A deafening cheer erupted.

Jiang He remained calm and said, "I don't have a single silver coin on me."

Baron Goldfinch's face darkened. "So that means you're unwilling."

Beside the high-backed chair, a demon hunter as strong as a bear cast his gaze. In fact, according to the employer, the other two great warriors of Blackrock Harbor were also secretly preparing. After all, the warriors of the gods were said to have the great feat of single-handedly destroying a city.

Norlund quickly replied, "I can testify that Augustus did not have a single silver coin on him. Everyone in the chapter knows that he did not take any chests of treasure onto the ship."

The wooden temple fell silent, and the Vikings looked at each other in bewilderment.

Baron Goldfinch sneered, "But that's not the information I received, Augustus. Greed has tainted your honor. Bring him up."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, two Viking warriors accompanied Enzo to the front.

Norrend's eyes turned cold, Sharon covered her mouth in shock, Torenos was furious, and Green Ghost and the others had gloomy expressions.

Enzo closed his eyes.

According to the agreement with Baron Goldfinch, if Augustus and Norend are eliminated, he will become the Warrior Captain, not only gaining Sharon, who has been enslaved, but also leading the Enzo Warband to plunder the Thorn Kingdom time and time again, thus establishing his own merit.

“I testify that Augustus brought his treasure aboard the ship.”

“Then there’s nothing more to say,” Baron Goldfinch said coldly.

“But that’s not the case, Baron.” Enzo opened his eyes and said firmly, “Augustus’ treasure was all lost in the storm, and as you can see, he did not find anything when he disembarked.”

"You are slandering his honor, let's duel!"

A brief silence followed, then shouts rang out.

"duel!"

"Duel! Duel!"

"Duel! Duel! Duel!"

Baron Goldfinch's expression changed. He angrily slammed down from his chair, went to Enzo, and gritted his teeth, whispering:

"What are you doing!?"

Enzo glanced at the other man with disdain and sneered, "True warriors only speak with their swords. Old man, you look just like a delicate young lady, like a noblewoman from the Continent of Truth."

"Do you know how they begged for mercy after they were captured? Following you would be a disgrace to any soldier."

"Judgment? Who can judge a warrior of God?"

Baron Goldfinch gripped Enzo's collar tightly and said fiercely, "I am your leader."

"Let's talk about it after we win the duel," Enzo scoffed.

When Baron Golden Sparrow turned around, he found that Jiang He had already walked out of the wooden hall. A duel was inevitable, and the winner would be innocent.

……

The drill ground in front of the wooden hall.

When the Bear Witcher went into battle, a chorus of boos rose from the crowd. Strength was no reason to back down; Valhalla favored warriors over victors.

Jiang He did not take out the Eternal Regret Dragon Spear. This exclusive weapon was his signature. Given that he would be attacking the Twilight Descent Point later, he did not intend to reveal his arrival in advance. After all, there is a limit to the information blockade of a servant sorcerer.

"White Bear, his real name doesn't matter anymore."

The Witcher said cautiously, "If I win, I will not kill. If you win, please do not kill my apprentice and companions."

"No, you have no right to negotiate."

Jiang He removed his black cloak, unleashing a surge of murderous intent, which he then quickly subdued. When the Divine Flows with Heaven was activated, all extraordinary abilities, including the power of authority, were transformed into the most basic extraordinary factors, strengthening various fundamental attributes and increasing attribute effects by 500%.

Blood boiled, golden auspicious clouds rose around his body, and gusts of violent air swept out, forcing countless Vikings to fall silent. The majesty emanating from the king even made some elite warriors dizzy and vomit, and the scene was chaotic.

Roar!
With a roar, the polar bear grew more than half a meter taller, charging forward like a hill. On its battle axe were engraved more than a dozen names, the honors accumulated over decades had brought the battle axe to the sub-legendary level.

boom!
The battle axe came crashing down.

Jiang He blocked the axe blade with one palm, then crushed it fiercely. Blood flowed, reflecting the golden light on his body. He then punched the white bear in the chest, shattering its armor and breaking its sternum. The white bear flew out like a cannonball, causing the wooden hall to explode and collapse, and carving a hundred-meter-long trench in the ground.

An extremely powerful and pure physique.

Norland and the others were shocked, and even Earl Blackrock, who was observing from the shadows, was speechless. To crush the main weapon of a top-tier witcher with bare hands, especially from the Bear School, which is known for its brute force and vitality, was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Whoosh!
Jiang He strode forward, the ground cracking like a spiderweb. He disappeared from everyone's sight.

Despite the excruciating pain and dizziness, the polar bear unleashed the Witcher's Aard Signet and Quen Signet with all his might. This dual-casting technique is reserved for top-tier Witchers.

boom!
Jiang He punched and shattered the shockwave released by Alder Seal, and with even more ferocious power, he unleashed an airburst that shattered the magical shield of Kun Seal. He went straight to the pit and punched the white bear, who was barely able to get up, back to the bottom of the pit.

Consciousness blurred, blood and bones rotted away.

The polar bear strained to form the Igni sign, and a raging fire erupted.

Jiang He stomped down, as if crushing flames, the boots of death grinding the white bear's head into dust. With a deafening roar, the pit deepened, and dust billowed into the sky.

Four punches, one palm strike, and one kick—and the white bear fell.

Some of the witcher apprentices suddenly burst into tears, and several official witchers turned away, unable to bear the sight.

"Augustus!"

The Vikings roared and shouted, their voices hoarse and strained.

Baron Goldfinch's face was ashen.

He had never heard of anyone being able to so easily kill a top-tier combatant, completely overwhelming them in speed and strength without leaving any openings.

Norlund approached the Golden Sparrow and said coldly, "You are no longer our baron. The Golden Sparrow tribe has chosen Augustus as their new leader. You survived the duel because of your cowardice. Be sensible and go exile yourself to the wilderness."

Jin Que's expression shifted several times.

In Viking culture, the victors own everything.

Amidst the continuous cheers, Jiang He canceled his "Following the Heavens" technique and heard the notification sound.

[Hint: Main Quest ① Completed. You have obtained a Legendary Skill Enhancement Scroll.]
Jiang He took the item, tore it up, and used it immediately.

[Name: Da Tian Yu Jiang · Wang Kai]
[Category: Active Skill]
[Quality: Legendary]
[Effect ①: King - Increases all base stats by 240%]
[Effect ②: River Defense - Legendary Sturdyness/Legendary Toughness/Legendary Shock Absorption/Legendary Blade Resistance/Legendary Corrosion Protection/Legendary Energy Absorption/Legendary Water Repellency]
[Effect ③: Heart of the Great River (100/100) - An extreme convergence of mysterious water elemental factors. It can consume the power of the Great River to resist damage and repair armor damage. The power of the Great River can be accumulated in areas with dense water elemental concentration.]
[Effect 4: Nine Swords Construct - Legendary Rank: Authority of Speed]
[Note: The Overlord's Arrival! (Each activation consumes one-tenth of the energy value. Due to the lack of Saintly or Legendary energy, the Great Heavenly King Armor cannot be fully effective at the moment.)]
……

That night, the grand feast promised by the former leader took place as scheduled.

Meanwhile, on the edge of the tribe.

A dark, damp, and smoky house seemed to have been forgotten in a corner of the world, its low, grassy roof almost blending into the earth.

Inside the animal-hide curtain, a strong smell of herbs, rotting wood, and incense filled the air. The only light source came from a weak fire pit in the center, above which hung an iron pot simmering some unknown paste, emitting a bitter and eerie aroma.

The walls were covered with strange objects: dried raven wings and animal horns, bones inscribed with runes, bundles of herbs, and a rough wooden table scattered with wax tears, feathers, and several rolls of faded parchment inscribed with eerie writing.

Here, the line between reality and illusion becomes blurred, and an old man with a feather cloak and cloudy eyes sits in the depths of the shadows, half asleep and half awake.

Enzo sat on the blanket and said painfully, “Prophet, remember what my father said: you were here when he was a child.”

“I’m very resentful. I’m jealous of Norland, but I also respect him. I wanted to gain fame, but now I’ve been relegated to the sidelines.”

"Is there any hope for me to make something of myself in this life?"

"Hehehe." The prophet laughed. "When you choose the other answer, you will gain fame. As for the question you really want to ask, it's very simple. Regardless of whether it's right or wrong to be jealous of Norend, you will know the truth in your heart when you understand whether what you want is fame or simply to surpass him."

Enzo asked, confused, "What do you mean?"

“I only speak of what I have seen,” the prophet replied.

He reached out his hand, and Enzo reluctantly gave up asking questions and stepped forward to kiss the prophet's palm.

After Enzo left, a figure sneaked in.

Baron Goldfinch asked anxiously, "Prophet, will I survive in the wasteland? When will I die?"

"Knowing the future is not necessarily a good thing."

Please tell me!

The prophet paused for a moment, then said truthfully, "I cannot see the shadow, but as for when you will die, my answer is now. You will pay for your sins in the thorns."

The next moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared.

The Thorn Hand released a rope that strangled Baron Goldfinch by the throat, quickly killing him.

Jiang He released flames from her fingertips to destroy the corpse, and said with great interest, "So it wasn't a fraud after all."

The prophet smiled and replied, "I am merely a witness, occasionally satisfying people's curiosity, but you are an exception; I cannot see your future."

Jiang He turned off the Fate Concealment of the Great Hunt of Sin and casually said, "Same problem as him."

The prophet chuckled and said, “I see the terror, fear and despair of the people, but you will die in the midst of their suffering.”

"Sounds good."

Jiang He turned around and walked into the night without a care in the world.

(End of this chapter)