Game of the World Tree - Chapter 541

541. Chapter 539 is coming!

A younger generation who is having fun?

Eve’s heart moved, and she remembered a red dragon that was gradually approaching the Myriel mode under the temptation of the players’ delicious food and iron brush massage…

It is said that when attacking the orcs, it was even more excited than the players, and it always rushed to the front.

If the players hadn’t stopped it, it would have rushed out of the camp and directly fought with the behemoths when the orc army attacked the city. It can be said that the impulsive nature of the red dragon was brought into full play.

But… old friend?

The Platinum Dragon King is a silver dragon, and Tiberia is a red dragon. Although Reinhardt is highly respected even among the chromatic dragons, the relationship between the metal dragon and the chromatic dragon is not that bad, right?

Not to mention, Reinhardt is a dragon god, and it is very likely that he is the dragon god second only to the ancestor dragon. He shouldn’t make a trip just for the matter of a younger red dragon, right?

Eve was a little confused.

As if noticing Eve’s slightly raised eyebrows, Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt smiled and explained:

“Tiberia is the child of the Red Dragon King and my sister. Although the relationship between metal dragons and color dragons is not harmonious, 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 the World Tree, she knew that different dragon species could give birth to offspring and only inherit the attributes of one side.

However, Eve did not expect Tiberia to have such a great origin, and she was actually a hybrid of a metal dragon and a color dragon.

Those who are called dragon kings are all dragon gods.

Tiberia can be regarded as the second generation of gods.

However, the direct descendants of myths basically start as demigods.

Especially the ancient gods with powerful blood inheritance.

But Tiberia is just an ordinary red dragon with slightly stronger strength…

There seems to be a hidden secret that Eve does not know.

However, if Reinhardt does not say it, Eve will not ask.

This is not the point.

“Of course, this is just one. The main reason I came here is to see how those little guys are adapting.”

Reinhardt continued.

It turns out that the purpose is those little dragons with purified blood!

Eve understood.

Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt has always been known for his concern for the inheritance of the dragon clan. It is normal for him to care about this matter.

However, Eve has a hunch that it may not be just these reasons that make Reinhardt come to the Elf Forest frequently. Maybe it is related to herself…

She had guessed it before, and Hela had mentioned that Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt admired the former World Tree and may have guessed her true identity, but neither side pointed it out. If

the other party does not mention it, Eve will naturally not take the initiative to expose it.

It doesn’t matter whether Reinhardt guessed her identity or was simply curious about the “new god of the elves”.

It is enough to make sure that the other party is indeed kind.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly:

“The Chosen Ones love the 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 young dragons have followed the Chosen Ones to participate in my holy war, including the red dragon Tiberia.”

Reinhardt looked a little surprised. He couldn’t help but look at Eve a few times and said with a wry smile:

“You seem to be more warlike than I thought.”

Did you mean warlike?

Eve complained in her heart.

“But fighting is also good.”

Reinhardt changed the subject.

His expression became serious and he sighed:

“Only dragons that grow up from the test of blood can truly become powerful and win the final victory when fighting against the evil forces.”

Here it comes.

Metal dragons are born with hatred for evil.

However, hearing this at this moment, Eve had some guesses and ideas…

She smiled and asked tentatively:

“You seem to hate the existence of evil?”

“Of course, the power of evil is easy to attract the attention of the abyss, and be lured into corruption, becoming the claws of the abyss to devour the plane. So… all evil and corrupted existences are enemies of all living things.”

The Platinum Dragon King said seriously.

“So… you hate those evil gods who have fallen into the abyss? And are you keen to destroy them?”

Eve continued to ask.

“Of course, every evil god is a promoter of the destruction of the world and should be judged.”

The Platinum Dragon King’s expression was firm.

After listening to Reinhardt’s words, Eve smiled slightly:

“In this case, I have some news here, which is related to the evil gods, the fallen angel Luria, and the Queen of Pain Alyssa. I wonder… if you have time and interest.”

“Oh?”

A hint of interest appeared on the face of the Platinum Dragon King.

…

As a nomadic race, orcs rarely have temples. They usually only worship the statues of true gods in special tents or rock caves.

However, Sandstorm City is an exception.

This is a city built by two races, elves and dwarves.

Elves and dwarves are representatives of devout believers.

At least… they used to be.

Therefore, Sandstorm City not only has a temple, but its scale is also magnificent.

Sandstorm City, in the Temple of the God of Winter and Hunting.

A half-orc priest with gold strength knelt in front of the tall and majestic statue, leading a dozen half-orc priests with at least silver strength, praying devoutly and fanatically.

At the back of the temple, the chief high priest and the oracle king Bazan, as well as a group of elders from the half-orc royal court and the high-level officials of various large tribes, also gathered here.

They looked at the priest team in the center for summoning with solemn expressions.

In front of the sacrificial team, there was a huge altar with symbols of winter and hunting.

This is a summoning altar.

After the previous defeat, the orcs finally decided to summon the totem guardian.

Looking at the priests who were praying in front of him, the Oracle King Bazan couldn’t help but glance at the chief high priest and asked:

“Your Excellency the High Priest, what do you think… which totem guardian can the Father send this time?”

The chief high priest frowned and reminded:

“Your Majesty, the ceremony has begun. As believers, we should keep quiet.”

Bazan was a little embarrassed.

His face 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:

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. The elves are powerful, but His Majesty the Father has a deeper foundation!”

“His Majesty the Father attaches great importance to this operation, so… we just need to wait. Because the totem guardian who comes will definitely be His Majesty the Father’s most powerful warrior!”

The most powerful warrior?

Bazan looked dazed.

The totem guardian is the most core power of the Father, and the most powerful among them are the three demigods.

No…

it’s not three anymore.

One of them, the demigod Walker, had been killed by the terrifying being in the Elf Forest.

Thinking of this, Bazan felt even more uneasy.

It was he who had asked the Totem Guardian to take action.

But now, he was the one who was worried about the gains and losses.

Of course, Bazan also understood that it was wrong for him to do this.

As the king of a race, he shouldered a greater responsibility and should have been calmer.

In the final analysis… he was just a king who was forced to take on the task under the oracle and had no experience at all.

But even so, he hoped that he could do something for the race.

“As a king, I still have a lot to learn…”

Bazan exclaimed.

The priests continued to pray.

As they prayed, the altar gradually bloomed with a bright light.

It’s coming!

The people in the temple were shocked.

The light kept changing, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a silver light, which was extremely dazzling.

At the same time, the statue in the center of the temple was also shrouded in a holy light that came across the void…

This was the gaze of the true god.

The next second, the power of faith surged, and the vast divine power crossed the void and erupted in the temple.

All the orcs in front of the statue felt a warm power enveloping them.

In an instant, they all found that their power began to rise rapidly.

This is the blessing of the true god’s divine power, and it is also a common reward for the true god to look at believers.

The orcs looked surprised, and then prayed with a more pious attitude…

The surging energy began to gather above the altar.

Gradually, a huge silver magic circle slowly took shape on the altar.

“It’s coming…”

the chief high priest murmured, fanatically and excitedly.

Under the surge of divine power, the silver magic circle was finally completed.

Then, a dazzling light burst out in the magic circle.

In the excited sight of the orcs, eight blurry figures began to appear above the altar…

After a moment, they solidified and fell into the temple.

They were shining with silver holy light, wearing ancient armor and winged cloaks, carrying bows on their backs, and holding long swords.

They stood there with a terrifying aura.

These are eight totem guardians with legendary peak strength!

However, the transmission was not over.

In the fanatical and excited sight of the orcs, the eight totem guardians quickly turned around, faced the altar, bowed and waited.

And then, 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 totem guardian in a female posture appeared in the temple.

He was also wearing leather armor and winged cloaks, but there were some mysterious lines on his face.

At the same time, there was a faint halo covering his body, and the whole person was emitting light…

This is a demigod-level totem guardian!

“It’s His Majesty Nalan!”

The Oracle King Bazan was very excited.

Nalan, one of the three demigod-level totem guardians under Uller, is stronger than the demigod Walker!

He was once the king of the Orc Tribe. More than a thousand years ago, he led the Orc Tribe to defeat the human kingdom in the Death Desert many times. He is an existence admired by many Orcs!

However, this is still not the end.

The light continued to cover.

After a while, another figure appeared in the temple!

It was a thin Orc warrior.

His dress was similar to Nalan, and his face was also painted with mysterious oil paint, but… he was holding a staff that looked like a dead tree in his hand.

The momentum on him was more terrifying than Nalan.

“Even His Majesty Noth is here…”

Bazan widened his eyes.

Even the chief high priest was surprised.

In addition to the priests, the Orcs have no spellcasters.

This is almost a recognized fact.

However, there are always exceptions. In the long history, there are always some amazing and wonderful people.

There is such a person in the history of the orcs.

Like Nalan, Norse is also a figure in the history of the orcs. He is an extremely rare spellcaster in the records of the orcs!

When he was alive, his strength reached the level of a terrifying legendary wizard, and he was feared by the entire Death Desert!

Even among the human race, there are all kinds of legends about him…

At the same time, he is also a devout believer. After his death, he ascended to the Silver Frost Icefield of Uller, sublimated into a saint, and became the most powerful demigod-level totem guardian under him!

This time… Uller’s high-end power came out in full force!

The orcs in the temple quickly became excited, and everyone’s face was full of surprise.

Two demigods!

Eight legends!

This is the most powerful power of the Father God!

The oracle king Bazan was very excited. He looked at the chief high priest and prepared to salute the messengers of the gods.

However, a scene that was beyond everyone’s expectations appeared.

After appearing, the two demigods did not even look at the crowd.

Under the surprised gaze of Bazan and others, Nalan and North turned around silently, then faced the altar and knelt on one knee…

At the same time, the eight legendary totem guardians also knelt down facing the altar.

The light on the altar… still did not disappear.

The orcs looked stunned.

“This… could it be?!”

The chief high priest’s eyelids jumped, and he had some guesses in his heart.

The next moment, a vast and 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 fanatical and sincere voices of the eight legendary totem guardians followed closely.

Welcome… my Lord? !

Father God? !

The orcs stared with their eyes wide open, and were even slightly confused…

Bazin and the high priest were the first to react. They immediately knelt down, shouting excitedly and fanatically:

“Welcome… our Lord!”

The two leaders followed suit, and the others also reacted, and then they knelt down on the ground, shouting in surprise and excitement:

“Welcome… our Lord!”

The sacred and mighty pressure descended, the dazzling silver light illuminated the entire temple, and the ethereal hymn slowly sounded…

In the praise of the totem guardian, in the sight of the orcs who were either terrified and in awe, or ecstatic, a half-orc with a body full of dazzling holy light, who looked exactly like the statue of Uller, appeared in front of everyone.

The true god has come.

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py a book, “The Fist of Imagination”, author Du Tingbei, with a link to the introduction.

An incompetent social animal who dreams of returning to his hometown on Blue Star.

A pair of furious fists that can only blow up the heavens and the world in dreams.

In order to protect literature and hair, he fought with the world crazily!

You said that time travelers also have to work overtime?

This time, I, Liang De, am going to fucking blow up your fucking dog head!

The life of the strong is so thrilling and exaggerated!

The author of the lame man has changed his mind and started over, welcome to criticize!

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ps: I remember that I will update it, but I am not sure when. It will definitely be updated for this plot. This plot will end soon, about three days. Oh… This plot has been dragged on for too long.

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