Game of the World Tree Chapter 538: Coming!
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A junior who went crazy?
Eve's mind moved, and she thought of a certain red dragon that had been gradually approaching the Mairel mode under the temptation of the player's delicious food and iron brush massage...
I heard that when attacking orcs, it was even more excited than the players and rushed to the front every time.
If the players hadn't stopped it, it would have rushed out of the camp when the Orc army attacked the city and went directly to fight with the Behemoths. This can be regarded as giving full play to the red dragon's impulsive nature.
But...an old friend?
The Platinum Dragon King is a silver dragon, while Tiberias is a red dragon. Although Reinhardt is highly respected even among chromatic dragons, the relationship between metal dragons and chromatic dragons is not that good, right?
Not to mention, Reinhardt is a Dragon God, and he is probably the Dragon God second only to the Ancestral Dragon. He shouldn’t make a trip just because of a descendant red dragon, right?
Eve had some doubts in her heart.
Seemingly noticing Eve’s slightly raised eyebrows, Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt explained with a smile:
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"Tiberias is the child of the Red Dragon King and my sister. Although the metal dragon and the color dragon have a bad relationship, we are old friends."
Red Dragon King? And Reinhardt's sister?
Wait...
The child of a red dragon and a silver dragon?
Eve was a little surprised.
With the inheritance of World Tree, she does know that different dragon species can give birth to offspring and only inherit one attribute.
However, Eve did not expect that Tiberias had such a big origin, and that she was actually a cross between a metal dragon and a color dragon.
Those who are called Dragon Kings are all Dragon Gods.
Tiberias can be considered the second generation of gods.
However, the direct descendants of the myth basically started as demigods.
Especially the ancient gods with strong blood heritage.
But Tiberias is just a slightly stronger ordinary red dragon...
There seems to be a hidden secret that Eve doesn't know about.
However, if Reinhard doesn’t tell her, Eve won’t ask.
That's not the point.
"Of course, this is just one thing. The main reason why I came here is to see how those little guys are adapting."
Reinhard continued.
The original purpose is those little dragons who purify their bloodline!
Eve understands.
Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt has always been known to care about the inheritance of the dragon clan. It is only natural that he cares about this matter.
However, Eve had an intuition in her heart that it was not just these that made Reinhard come to the Elf Forest frequently, but it might also have something to do with herself...
She had made some guesses before, and Hela had also mentioned that Platinum Dragon King Reinhard admired his predecessor Yggdrasil very much and had probably guessed her true identity, but neither party had revealed it.
If the other party didn't mention it, Eve would naturally not take the initiative to expose it.
It doesn't matter whether Reinhard guessed her identity or was simply curious about the "new **** of the elves".
As long as you make sure that the other person has good intentions, that's enough.
Thinking of this, she smiled slightly:
“The Chosen Ones like little ones very much, and they grow very fast, but...if you want to see them, you have to go to the Death Desert. Now all the baby dragons follow the Chosen Ones. Those who participated in my holy war, including the red dragon Tiberias."
Reinhard's expression was a little surprised. He couldn't help but look at Eve and said with a wry smile:
"You seem to be a better fighter than I thought."
You want to be militant, right?
Eve cursed.
"But it's okay to fight."
Reinhardt changed the topic.
He looked solemn and sighed:
"Only the dragon that has grown up from the test of blood can truly become powerful and win the final victory when confronting the power of evil."
Coming, coming.
Metal dragons have a natural hatred of evil beings.
However, hearing this sentence at this moment gave Eve some guesses and ideas...
She smiled and tentatively said:
"You seem to hate the existence of evil so much?"
"Of course, the evil power can easily attract the attention of the abyss and be seduced into corruption, becoming the minions of the abyss power to devour the plane. Therefore...all evil and corrupt existences are the enemies of all living things."
The Platinum Dragon King said seriously.
"So... you are extremely disgusted with those evil gods who have fallen into the abyss? And you are keen to destroy them?"
Eve continued to ask.
"Of course, every evil **** is the driving force behind the destruction of the world and should be judged."
The Platinum Dragon King has a firm expression.
After listening to Reinhardt’s words, Eve smiled slightly:
"In that case, I have some news here, related to the evil god, the fallen angel Lulia, and the Queen of Pain Alyssa. I wonder...if you have time and interest."
"Oh?"
A hint of interest appeared on the Platinum Dragon King's face.
……
As a nomadic race, half-orcs rarely have temples. They usually only enshrine the true god's statue in a special tent or rock cave.
However, Sandstorm City is an exception.
This is a city built by two races, elves and dwarves.
The elves and dwarves are both representatives of devout believers.
At least... it was.
Therefore, Sandstorm City not only has a temple, but its scale is even more magnificent.
Sandstorm City, in the Temple of the God of Winter and Hunting.
A half-orc priest with gold strength knelt before the tall and majestic statue, leading a dozen half-orc priests with at least silver strength, praying devoutly and fervently.
At the back of the temple, the chief high priest and Oracle King Bazin, plus a group of elders from the Orc Royal Court, as well as senior officials from various large tribes, also gathered here.
They looked at the team of priests summoning in the center with solemn expressions.
In front of the sacrificial procession, there is a huge altar depicting symbols of winter and hunting.
This is an altar of summoning.
After the previous defeat, the orcs finally decided to summon the totem guardian.
Looking at the priests praying in front of him, Oracle King Bazin couldn't help but glance at the chief high priest and asked:
"Your Highness, High Priest, tell me...which totem guardian can Father God send this time?"
The chief high priest frowned and reminded:
"Your Majesty, the ceremony has begun. As believers, we should remain quiet."
Bazin was a little embarrassed.
His expression changed, but he couldn't help but sigh:
"I'm just...too worried, because the strength shown by the elves is too strong."
The chief high priest shook his head:
"Don't worry, my king, the elves are powerful, but the foundation of God the Father is even deeper!"
"My Father God attaches great importance to this operation, so... we just need to wait. Because the totem guardian who comes will be the most powerful warrior under His Majesty the Father!"
The most powerful warrior?
Bazin looked in a trance.
The totem guardians are the core power of Father God, and the most powerful among them are the three demigods.
No...
It’s no longer three.
One of them, the demigod Walker, has been killed by the terrifying existence in the Elf Forest.
Thinking of this, Bazan felt even more uneasy.
He was the one who clearly asked the totem guardian to take action.
But now, he is the one worrying about gains and losses.
Of course, Bazin also understood that it was wrong for him to do this.
As the king of a race, he shoulders greater responsibilities and should be more calm.
In the final analysis...he is just a king who chases ducks under the guidance of the oracle, and has no experience at all.
But even so, he hopes he can do something for the race.
"As a king, I still have a lot to learn..."
Ba admired.
The prayers of the priests continued.
As they prayed, the altar gradually bloomed with radiance.
Coming!
Everyone in the temple was shocked.
The brilliance keeps changing, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turns into silver brilliance, extremely bright.
At the same time, the statue in the center of the temple was also enveloped by a holy light that descended across the void...
This is the gaze of the true God.
The next second, the power of faith surged, and the vast divine power spanned the void and exploded in the temple.
All the orcs in front of the statue felt a warm power envelope them.
In an instant, they all found that their strength began to increase rapidly.
This is the divine blessing of the true God, and it is also a common reward that the true God pays attention to his believers.
The orcs looked surprised, and then began to pray with a more pious attitude...
Surge of energy began to gather above the altar.
Gradually, a huge silver magic circle slowly took shape on the altar.
"Coming..."
The chief high priest murmured, enthusiastic and excited.
Under the surge of divine power, the silver magic circle was finally perfected.
Then, a dazzling light burst out in the magic circle.
In the excited sight of the orcs, eight vague figures began to appear above the altar...
After a while, their bodies solidified and fell into the temple.
Their bodies shimmered with silver holy light, wearing simple armor and winged cloaks, carrying curved bows on their backs, and holding long swords.
They stood there, breathing terror.
These are eight totem guardians with legendary peak strength!
However, the transmission did not end.
Under the enthusiastic and excited eyes of the orcs, the eight totem guardians quickly turned around, faced the altar, and bowed to wait.
Immediately afterwards, a more powerful aura appeared in the magic circle, directly suppressing the power of the eight legends...
In the expectant eyes of the orcs, a female totem guardian appeared in the temple.
He is also wearing leather armor and a winged cloak, but there are some mysterious lines on his face.
At the same time, there is a faint halo surrounding His body, and the whole person is exuding light...
This is a semi-god-level totem guardian!
"It's Your Majesty Nalan!"
The Oracle King Bazan was very excited.
Nalan, one of the three demigod-level totem guardians under Ullel, is stronger than the demigod Walker!
He was once the king of the Orc tribe. He led the Orc tribe to defeat the human kingdom of the Death Desert many times more than a thousand years ago. He is a being that many Orcs admire!
However, this is still not the end.
The light continues to shine.
A moment later, another figure appeared in the temple!
That was a thin orc warrior.
He was dressed similarly to Nalan, with mysterious oil paint on his face, but...he held a staff that looked like dead wood in his hand.
The aura on him is even more terrifying than Nalan's.
"Even His Majesty North is here..."
Bazan's eyes widened.
Even the chief high priest looked surprised.
With the exception of priests, half-orcs have no spellcasters.
This is almost a generally accepted fact.
However, there are always exceptions, and in the long history, there are always some amazing and wonderful things that will appear.
The history of orcs contains such a person.
Like Nalan, North is also a figure in the history of the orcs, and is an extremely rare spellcaster in the records of the orcs!
When he was alive, his strength reached the level of a terrifying legendary mage, shocking the entire Death Desert!
Even among the human race, various legends about him are spread...
At the same time, he was also a devout believer. After his death, he ascended to the Silver Frost Icefield of Ullal, sublimated into a saint, and became the most powerful demigod-level totem guardian under him!
This time...Uler's high-end power came out in full force!
The orcs in the temple quickly became excited, and everyone's face was filled with surprise.
Two demigods!
Eight legends!
This is the most powerful power of God the Father!
The oracle king Bazin was very excited. He and the chief high priest looked at each other and prepared to step forward to salute several divine envoys.
However, something unexpected happened.
After appearing, the two demigods did not look at everyone.
Under the surprised eyes of Bazin and others, Nalan and North turned around silently, then faced the altar and knelt down on one knee...
At the same time, the eight totem guardians with legendary strength also knelt down in front of the altar.
The light on the altar... still hasn't disappeared.
The orcs looked stunned.
"Is this...?!"
The chief high priest's eyelids twitched and he had some kind of guess in his mind.
The next moment, a vast aura of vicissitudes of life descended into the temple.
"Welcome... my lord!"
The majestic and solemn voices of the two demigod totem guardians resounded in the temple.
"Welcome... my lord!"
The fervent and sincere voices of the eight legendary totem guardians followed closely behind.
Welcome... my lord? !
Father God? !
The orcs' eyes widened, and they were even slightly confused...
Bazin and the high priest were the first to react. They immediately knelt down and shouted excitedly and fanatically:
"Welcome... my lord!"
The two leaders followed suit, and others also responded, and then they knelt down and knelt on the ground, shouting in surprise and excitement:
"Welcome... my lord!"
The sacred pressure descended, the bright silver light illuminated the entire temple, and the misty hymn slowly sounded...
Amidst the praises of the totem guardians, and in the sight of the half-orcs who were either in fear or awe, or in ecstasy, a half-orc whose whole body shone with bright holy light and whose appearance was exactly the same as the enshrined statue of Ullal, Appeared in front of everyone.
The true God has arrived.
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py a book, "The Fist of Utopia", written by Du Tingbei, with a speech and a link to the introduction.