Chapter 538: Coming!

Someone who is crazy about playing?
Eve's heart moved, thinking of a certain red dragon who had gradually approached the Merrill mode under the temptation of the player's food and iron brush massage...
I heard that when attacking the Orcs, it was even more excited than the players, and it always rushed forward.
And if it hadn't been for the player to stop it, it would have rushed out of the camp when the Orc army attacked the city and went directly to the Behemoth beasts to fight, which would be regarded as the red dragon's impulsive nature.
But... old friend?
The platinum dragon king is the silver dragon, and Tiberia is the red dragon. Although Reinhardt is respected even among the color dragons, the relationship between the metal dragon and the color dragon is not so good, right?
Not to mention, Reinhardt is the dragon god, and it is very likely that he is the dragon second only to the ancestral dragon. Shouldn't he just go there because of a younger red dragon?
Eve was puzzled.
And seeming to notice Eve's slightly raised brow, Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt smiled and explained:
"Tiberia is the child of the Red Dragon King and my sister. Although the metal dragon and the color dragon are not in harmony, we are old friends."
Red Dragon King? And Reinhardt's sister?
and many more……
Children of Red Dragon and Silver Dragon?
Eve was surprised.
With the inheritance of the World Tree, she knew that different dragon species could give birth to offspring and only inherit one attribute.
However, Eve did not expect Tiberias to come from such a big origin, and it turned out to be a cross between a metal dragon and a color dragon.
Those who are called the Dragon King are all Dragon Gods.
Tiberia is also considered the second generation of God.
However, the direct descendants of mythology are basically demigods starting.
Especially the ancient gods with strong blood heritage.
But Tiberia is just a slightly stronger ordinary red dragon...
Among them, there seemed to be hidden secrets that Eve didn't know.
However, if Reinhardt didn't say it, Eve wouldn't ask.
This is not the point.
"Of course, this is only one. The main reason why I came here is to see how well those little guys adapt."
Reinhardt continued.
The original purpose is to purify the dragons!
Eve knew it.
The platinum dragon king Reinhardt has always been in the name of being concerned about the inheritance of the dragon clan.
However, Eve has an intuition in his heart that it is not only these that make Reinhardt frequently come to the Fairy Forest, it may also be related to himself...
She had guessed before, and Hela also mentioned that the platinum dragon king Reinhardt admired the predecessor World Tree very much and probably guessed her true identity, but the two sides didn't break it.
If the other party didn't mention it, Eve would naturally not take the initiative to expose it.
It doesn't matter whether Reinhardt guessed her identity or simply curious about the "new of the elves".
It is enough to make sure that the other party does have good intentions.
Thinking of this, she smiled slightly:
"The Chosen are very fond of the little guys, 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 follow the Chosen. My holy war, including the red dragon Tiberias."
Reinhardt's expression was a little surprised. He couldn't help but looked at Eve a few times and smiled bitterly:
"You seem to be more combative than I thought."
Do you want to say it is warlike?
Eve defies.
"But it's okay to fight."
Reinhardt turned his head.
He looked solemn and sighed:
"Only the dragon that has grown up from the test of blood can truly become stronger and win the final victory when fighting against the evil forces."
I'm coming.
Metal dragons have a natural hatred of evil.
However, hearing this sentence at this moment made Eve some guesses and thoughts...
She smiled and tentatively said:
"You seem to hate the existence of evil?"
"Of course, the power of evil tends to attract the gaze of the abyss, and be tempted to fall, becoming the minions of the abyss's power swallowing the plane. Therefore...all the existence of evil and depravity is the enemy of all creatures.
Platinum Dragon King said solemnly.
"That's why... you hate those evil gods who have fallen into the abyss? And 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 hearing what Reinhardt said, Eve smiled slightly:
"In that case, I have some news here that is related to the evil god. It is the fallen angel Luria and the Queen of Pain Alyssa. I don't know... if you have time and interest."
"Oh?"
A trace of interest appeared on the face of Platinum Dragon King.
...
As a nomadic race, half-orcs rarely own temples, and generally only enshrine statues of true gods in special tents or rock caves.
However, Sandstorm City is an exception.
This is a city built by two races of elves and dwarves.
The elves and dwarves are both representatives of devout believers.
At least...it used to be.
Therefore, Sandstorm City not only has a temple, but its scale is magnificent.
Sandstorm city, in the temple of the of winter and hunting.
A golden orc chief priest knelt down in front of the tall and majestic idol, leading a dozen 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 Bazin, plus a group of elders from the half-orc king's court, as well as the high-level officials of various big tribes, also gathered here.
They looked at the priests who were calling in the center with solemn expressions.
In front of the sacrificial team, there is a huge altar depicting the 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 ahead, the Oracle King Bazin couldn't help but glanced at the chief high priest and asked:
"Your High Priest, you say...Which Totem Guardian can the Father God send this time?"
The chief high priest frowned and reminded:
"Majesty, the ceremony has begun. As believers, we should keep quiet."
Bazin was a little embarrassed.
His face changed, and he couldn't help sighing:
"I'm just...too worried, because the elves showed too much strength."
The chief high priest shook his head:
"Don't worry, the elves are powerful, but the foundation under the crown of the father is even deeper!"
"The crown of the Father attaches great importance to this action, so... we just need to wait. Because the guardian of the totem that comes will be the most powerful fighter under the crown of the Father!"
The most powerful fighter?
Bazin looked in a trance.
Totem Guardian is the core power of God Father, and the most powerful among them are the three demigods.
Do not……
It's not three anymore.
One of them, the demigod Walker, has been killed by the terrifying being in the Fairy Forest.
Thinking of this, Bazin's heart became more disturbed.
It was him who clearly asked the Totem Guardian to take action.
But now, he is the one who suffers.
Of course, Bazin also understands that this is actually wrong.
As the king of a race, he shoulders greater responsibilities, and he should have been more calm.
After all... he was just the king who drove ducks to the shelves under the oracle, and had 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 exclaimed.
The prayers of the priests continued.
With their prayers, the altar gradually bloomed with radiance.
coming!
The people in the temple were shocked.
The brilliance keeps changing, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turns into silver brilliance, extremely bright.
At the same time, the idol in the center of the temple was also shrouded by a holy light that descended across the void...
This is from the gaze of the true god.
In the next second, the power of faith surged, and the vast divine power crossed the void and exploded in the temple.
All the orcs in front of the idol felt a warm force enveloped them.
In an instant, they found that their strength began to rise rapidly.
This is the divine blessing of the true God, and it is also a common reward for the true God after watching the believer.
The half-orcs looked surprised, and then prayed with a more religious attitude...
The surging energy began to gather above the altar.
Gradually, a huge silver magic circle slowly formed on the altar.
"coming……"
The chief high priest murmured, enthusiastic and excited.
Under the surging of divine power, the silver magic circle was finally perfected.
Then, the dazzling brilliance broke out in the circle.
In the excited sight of the orcs, eight vague figures began to appear above the altar...
After a while, they solidified and fell into the temple.
Their bodies are shining with silver sacred glory, wearing quaint armor and wing cloaks, carrying curved bows and holding long swords.
They stood there with a terrifying breath.
These are eight totem guardians with legendary peak strength!
However, the transmission is not over.
In the enthusiastic and excited sight of the half-orcs, the eight totem guardians quickly turned around, facing the altar, bowed and waited.
Then, a stronger aura appeared in the magic circle, directly suppressing the power of the eight legends...
In the eyes of the half-orcs, a female totem guardian appeared in the temple.
He is also wearing leather armor and a cloak of wings, but there are some mysterious lines on his face.
At the same time, there is still a faint halo covering his body, and the whole person is emitting light...
This is a demigod totem guardian!
"It's Nalan crowned!"
The Oracle King Bazin was very excited.
Nalan, one of the three demigod totem guardians under the seat of Ural, is stronger than the demigod Walker!
He was once the king of the half-orc tribe. He led the half-orc tribe to defeat the human kingdom in the desert of death many times over a thousand years ago. He is an existence that many half-orcs admire!
However, this is still not the end.
The light continued to shroud.
After a while, another figure appeared in the temple!
It was a thin orc warrior.
His dress is similar to Nalan, his face is also painted with mysterious oil, but... he holds a staff that looks like a dead wood in his hand.
The aura on him is more terrifying than Nalan.
"Even Noth is here..."
Bazin's eyes widened.
Even the chief high priest looked surprised.
Except for priests, half-orcs have no casters.
This is almost an accepted fact.
However, there are always exceptions. In the long history, there will always be some amazing and wonderful works.
There is such a existence in the history of half-orcs.
Like Nalan, North is also a figure in the history of half-orcs, and is an extremely rare caster in the records of half-orcs!
Before he was alive, his strength reached the level of a terrible legendary mage, and he shocked the entire desert of death!
Even the human race has various legends about him...
At the same time, he is also a devout believer. After his death, he ascended to the silver frost ice field of Ural, ascended to become a saint, and became the most powerful demigod totem guardian under his!
This time... Uller's high-end power came out!
The half-orcs in the temple quickly cheered up, and everyone's face was full of surprises.
Two demigods!
Eight legends!
This is the most powerful force of God the Father!
The Oracle King Bazin was so excited, he and the chief high priest looked at each other and prepared to step forward to salute several gods.
However, an unexpected scene appeared.
After appearing, the two demigods existed but did not look at everyone.
Under the surprised gaze of Bazin and others, Nalan and Noth turned silently, then faced the altar and knelt on one knee...
At the same time, eight totem guardians of legendary strength also knelt down facing the altar.
The light on the altar... still did not disappear.
The orcs looked wrong.
"Is this...?!"
The chief high priest's eyelids twitched, and there was a certain guess in his heart.
The next moment, a breath of vast vicissitudes 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.
Greetings... my lord? !
Father God? !
The orcs' eyes widened, and even a little confused...
It was Bazin and the high priest who reacted first~EbookFREE.me~ They immediately knelt down and shouted excitedly and enthusiastically:
"Welcome... my lord!"
The two leaders did the same, others also reflected, and then bowed to the ground, shouting in surprise and excitement:
"Welcome... my lord!"
The sacred and vast coercion came, the bright silver light illuminated the entire temple, and the ethereal hymn slowly sounded...
In the praise of the totem guardian, in the sight of the half-orcs, either in fear or awe, or in ecstasy, a half-orc whose whole body is shining with bright light and looks exactly like the enshrined Uller appears In front of everyone.
The true has come.

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