Menethil's Power

Chapter 588 Scovald's Love and Family
"You can never go against my will!" The hideous face seemed to be in front of her eyes, and his breath brushed her cheek.

"I hate you! You are not worthy to be my father!" she cried, waving a sword she did not know where she got, and slashed at the face in front of her, but her wrist was killed by a hand like steel Hold it tightly, unable to move.

She struggled, but it was useless, a feeling of weakness and incompetence filled her heart, she hated him, even though he was her father, she also hated herself...

The scene in front of her suddenly changed, and that hideous face disappeared. She was in the dense forest, facing the assailants who couldn't see their faces at all, each of them was powerful, cold, and ruthless.

"Go! Higrine! Run!" The shout came, she turned her head and saw her mother, a sharp spear pierced her chest, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, which had always been There was despair in those eyes that radiated a gentle light.

There was a scream not far away. It was her elder brother Torvald. For his mother and sister, he bravely held back most of the attackers and gave them a chance to live.

"Go!" Mother hoarse, more blood gushed from the corner of her mouth again, Higlin fought back tears, and rushed into the dense forest, she kept running, pushing aside the branches blocking the way, but this forest It seems endless, time seems to be stagnant, the world in front of me becomes pure white, and then all the scenes are disillusioned, and all I can perceive is nothingness...

Just like the floating catkins finally landed, her thoughts finally returned to her body. She felt the breath and temperature of the campfire, and she felt a warm feeling all over her body, but this was not entirely due to the effect of the flames.

She can be sure that this is reality, the absurd and terrible dream is finally over.

"Are you awake?" A voice rang in my ear.

She seemed to be rescued, and the memory in her mind only ended when she fell into the water, but her whole body was still a little limp.She barely opened her eyes, her vision was a little blurry, and it took a while to see clearly.She saw a female Vrykul, who should be her savior, but she felt that the other person was a little strange, and her skin reflected slightly under the firelight...

reflective?

It wasn't like the reflection from the grease, and it took her a while to realize that the skin of the female vrykul in front of her was steel!
Could this be the Thundercast Warrior?How is this possible... The thought immediately crossed her mind.

The legend of the Hall of Valor has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, when she turned her gaze, she couldn't believe her eyes. She saw a girl who looked like a doll—it was indeed like a beautiful doll, because this girl was only about one-third her height, and she was holding a girl in her arms. His staff also looked like a toy to her.

Then she was shocked to discover that the holy spell that healed her had been unleashed by this little maiden.

"Who are you guys?" She couldn't help asking, she guessed wrong, there would never be such a villain among Odin's warriors.

"The first thing you do when you wake up is to question the identity of your savior? That's not polite. If I were you, you'd introduce yourself first." The Iron Woman Vrykul said in a kind tone.

She was silent for a while before speaking, "Sigrin, my name is Sigrin."

"Higlin?" The delicate girl seemed very interested, her voice was as delicate as her appearance, "Are you the daughter of God King Skovald?"

Higlin's body froze, "Do you know my identity? Are you also sent by my father?" She was a little emotional.

"Of course not," the Iron Maiden Vrykul's voice was calm and powerful, "We come from a world beyond this island, I am Angela, and this is Partress." She glanced at the girl, "We came here on the orders of our master, to help the vrykul tribe of Stormheim through the impending crisis, and to find you is through Dekgar, we prevent them from sending you back to their god-king, and brought you here."

Higlin's mood slowed down, but she was still cautious, "Who is your master...?"

"Guardian of Order." Angela said in a very proud tone. Seeing that Sigrin was still a little dazed, she could only add an explanation: "Your Excellency the Guardian and your god Odin are at the same level. Odin himself And one of the Guardians appointed by the Titans."

There was a long silence, and then Siglin smiled lightly, "It's really scary, but I don't think you're lying to me. The one who can control the Thundercast warriors should indeed be an equal existence with Odin."

She just looked around and found that there were dozens of bonfires around, and there were seven or eight steel vrykul warriors beside each bonfire.

This is an army.

Angela was a little surprised by Sieglin's attitude. She thought she would spend more time talking, but found that the other party did not seem to be a firm believer in Odin.

She turned her head and saw her guardian nodded slightly to her. Isaacs was still in an extra-dimensional state, allowing only Angela and Partress to perceive him.

"We have just arrived here, and we are not very clear about the situation in Stormheim. It would be great if you would provide some information."

Sieglin sat up slowly. After experiencing so much, she suddenly had a strong desire to confide in her heart, wanting to tell the two people in front of her everything that happened to her, and get their comfort and sympathy .

Behind her, a trace of guilty conscience flashed in Paltress' bright eyes. Because of her personal talent and the training of Natalie Serling and Xalatas, her spiritual skills can be said to be perfect. Although it is wrong to guide other people's emotions and change their mental state to achieve a certain purpose in the values ​​​​of the girl priest, but because of someone's request...

"My father never allowed me to get in touch with his affairs." Siglin's eyes were a little dazed, she was completely unaware that she had received some kind of spiritual comfort, "so I can only talk about what I know."

Angela also sat down with her knees tucked in front of her, with an attitude of listening attentively.

"My father Skovald is the god-king of all Vrykul, but his hands are full of sin. He and his three brothers killed the previous god-king, who was their father, that is, my father. Grandfather, and after that he forced his mother to death, killed all his brothers, and ascended to the throne of God King." Sigrin began to tell.

"I hate him, what he did, and how cruel he was to his mother. He almost never asked us siblings. Our upbringing and education are all in the responsibility of our mother, while he sees us as tools, saying yes A threat to his status as a god-king."

"Skovald has an extreme obsession with power, but he was not appreciated by Odin, and he couldn't get enough rewards from the Hall of Valor. But not long ago, he suddenly had some contact with some monsters, So I got a completely different kind of power. I think this should be related to the 'distress' you mentioned? Skovald turned his back on the Hall of Valor, executed all the priests who were too late to escape, and even asked me and my brother Infused with that kind of evil power in his body, his mother did not allow him to do so, so she took us and escaped."

"Our target is Skold Ethil. Until then, my brother and I didn't know that mother was once a Valkyrie. We thought we could be saved when we got there. The only problem is that Skold Ethil won't allow it. Men get in, but we can just put that aside for now and be optimistic that there will always be a way."

Higlin showed a sad smile, "But the result is that after finally escaping the heavy blockade, I was attacked not far from Skold Aisher. My brother and mother let me go first to protect me ..." She paused, looking at Angela full of hope, "Have you found them? Even if it's just the remains..."

However, Angela could only shake her head regretfully, and put her hand on Siglin's shoulder to comfort her, while the latter was crying silently, and Partress didn't know how to evaluate this sad story.

Isaacs also shook his head slightly, and slowly dissipated the super-dimensional state. He felt that it was time for him to appear on the stage. The light shrouded his face, making him like the holy spirit bathed in holy light. After all, it is not once or twice to pretend to be a magic stick. , already familiar with the road.

"Sigrin, do you feel resentment towards your father?" It was that hollow and majestic voice again, which made people feel awe.

Angela bowed down very winkingly, "Your Excellency Guardian!" Partress, who had insight into someone's psychology, sighed lightly.

However, Higlin stared blankly, as if a little confused, Isaacs suddenly realized something, the size!Although floating and bathed in the holy light, it is only one-third of the normal Vrykul's size, but it is difficult to be convincing. It is like the elf messenger of a magical girl in front of Sigrin, which is not what a god should have at all. look.

Realizing this, Isaacs immediately activated his power, and in an instant, a giant more than ten meters tall, like a cast of light, appeared in his original position. This was exactly the guardian form he had worked out with the help of Bernadette. , not only does not have any increase effect but also reduces strength, the only function is to make him look like a real guardian.

Higlin no longer had any doubts, and she bowed respectfully to the ground, "Yes, Your Excellency the Great Guardian, I hate my father."

"And will you replace him, and bring true glory to the vrykul tribe of Stormheim?"

This question caught Sieglin a little off guard, and she hesitated, "I hope to end my father's evil rule, but he is very powerful..."

"It doesn't matter, I will give you this power."

Before Higlin could react, the majestic sacred power poured into her body, and she couldn't help shouting. When she absorbed this power, she felt that her soul was about to leave her body for a moment. But this trend was forcibly eliminated by a strong will.

She looked at her hands in disbelief.Power is the most real thing. The Lord Guardian of Order can give her such power in an instant, which shows both his generosity and his strength.

This is enough to rival Odin's power.

Without any hesitation, Siglin knelt down on one knee, "I, Siglin, hereby swear with my life and soul that I will always be loyal to Your Majesty the Guardian of Order, and I will be your sharpest spear, the strongest shield, even in death my soul will follow in your footsteps."

Although it was not unexpected to pledge allegiance so neatly, Isaacs was still a little surprised. This Vrykul girl must have seen something, so she accepted his recruitment without hesitation.

Skovald sent Dekegal with a storm drake mount, there was no need to send another team of assassins to hunt down his wife and children, not to mention that his order to Dekegar was to arrest, that is to say Regardless of his purpose, he wanted his family to be alive, even if it was to capture them and infuse them with fel energy.

The man behind that team of deadly assassins, then, is worth pondering.

(End of this chapter)