Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Eight hours later, Elvis' standing upright had become shaky, and he didn't know what was written in the notebook in his hand at the end.

But looking at Tehenhauin who was still telling the teachings of Sotek, he could only remind in a low voice, "Prophet, do you need to take a break, it is not easy to talk for so long."

Tehenhauin, who was interrupted to narrate the fulfillment of the prophecy, was a little unhappy, but he endured it when he thought that the brat in front of him would be the first elf believer to believe in Sotek.

"Well, that's the general teaching. What else do you not understand?"

"No, no more." Elvis shook his head immediately, showing that he had deeply comprehended Sotek's teachings, that is, to fight mice first, to fight chaos second, and to take time to conduct blood sacrifices.

Seeing that Tehenhauin seemed to be in a good mood and that the red crown stood up, he cautiously asked, "Prophet, since our knight order believes in Sotek, can we give some support."

Tehenhauin was very straightforward, he was not as stingy as Imrik and only gave gold leaf coins, his thick and powerful tail slapped the ground,

"What do you want, Triceratops or Tyrannosaurus? An improved solar engine has also been produced recently."

"No, no, it's just for money." Elvis immediately vetoed it. The prince's two beast mounts alone were already a headache. If you add a few more, you don't know how to raise them.

Tehenhauin, who had stayed in Qingyan Port for a while, understood what Elvis wanted, motioned him to follow, and said as he walked,

"Chakua has the largest gold mine in Lustria, as long as you take revenge on Chaos in the name of Sotek, you can take whatever you want."

"Approximately how much reserves are there?" Elvis was a little curious. The palace's financial reports for the past few years have never been released, because of the gold mining in Chakua.

Tehenhauin stretched out four fingers, letting the elf cub experience it for himself.

"Four hundred tons?" Elvis tried his best to guess in a large direction. Based on ten grams of gold leaf coins and a gold content of 90.00%, these four hundred tons can produce at least 300 million gold leaf coins.

"Four extra-large gold veins, these were all formed under the divine power of the Old Sage. They are larger and more pure than the gold veins in other places." Tehenhauin felt underestimated. In the past few years, he has also realized some of the benefits of gold. A large amount of necessary building materials were transported from the Quezha River, and some elf mages put a lot of effort into it.

Gold can drive these elf cubs crazy, so Tehenhauin judged.

Sure enough, Elvis' breathing became heavy. Assuming that the total output of a super-large gold mine is [-] tons, there would be [-] tons of gold.

No wonder the Prince never brought up the matter of Chakua. If it is said that there is such an astonishing wealth here, it may be crowded with people after a while.

A smile uglier than crying appeared on his face,

"I need a little support."

"Gold is not a problem. The followers of Sotek only need to focus on the fulfillment of the prophecy, and the prophet will handle everything else."

After Tehenhauin finished speaking, he led Elvis through large and small construction sites, and came to a pyramid with the Izzy logo, indicating that he had arrived.

Under Elvis' puzzled gaze, Tehenhauin explained, "Your prince asked me to look for the Horned Cold One some time ago. Besides my mount, Chakua has five of them, and only one chosen by Sotek can fight with him."

"What do you mean?" Doubt appeared on Elvis's brows. He didn't want to ride the Cold One. No matter how you look at it, it's unreliable. It's easy to go crazy and smells bad.

"Tame it and prove that you are worthy of Sotek!"

After speaking, under the awe-inspiring eyes of the red-crested skink in charge of pulling a crimson-scaled cold lizard, it was brought not far from Elvis.

The six-meter-long body was covered with blood-like scales, the fangs and sharp claws seemed to be glowing coldly, and a huge scarlet horn grew from the tip of its nose. Its body shape was similar to the Cold One that Elvis had seen before, but overall it was smoother.

"Wait, you just let this crazy beast live in the city?"

After saying this, Elvis was looked at by the Snake God Prophet as a fool, which also made him react quickly, recalling the legend about the giant horned cold lizard.

As a subspecies of the Cold One, they are smarter and more agile than their stupid counterparts, and the Horned One with the mark of Sotek in front of them is probably not inferior to ordinary people in terms of IQ.

How do you feel that the Mark of Sotek, as long as it is a creature, can have it, is it so cheap?

After complaining again, Elvis cautiously approached the giant horned cold lizard. The years of war with Drucci made him understand that these cold-blooded animals are sometimes more deadly to riders than enemies.

Tehenhauin took a few steps back. The so-called choice of Sotek was just an excuse. This Cold One was originally intended to be kept by Imrik.

But seeing that Elvis didn't have a suitable mount, after learning that he had gone to Chakua, he entrusted the Snake God Prophet to give it to the future Grand Master of the Knights.

And this premise is that the elf cub has the courage to ride on the back of the Cold One.

Slowly walking towards the Cold One, Elvis felt a kind of pressure. The beast's originally calm eyes became bloodthirsty, and the red scales on its body became darker.

Calm down, Elvis, this is just a beast, you are the one who will find a dragon partner in the future, how could you be afraid.

When he stepped forward, the Cold One had already moved, and he stretched his legs and rushed towards Elvis, the long and narrow steel teeth in his open mouth were exposed to the air.

Damn!

The distance of 20 meters was greatly shortened by the terrifying speed of the Horned One, and it appeared in front of the target in the blink of an eye. Elvis didn't even draw out his sword, and could only choose to press the beast's huge mouth in front of his neck with both hands.

The elf cub held the horn and jaw of the Cold One's nose respectively, but soon his hands began to tremble, obviously unable to win against the Horned One in wrestling, and would die in a little while.

The short claws of the Horned One kept waving, tearing the elf's clothes, which made Elvis' situation worse.

But he made an astonishing choice, holding down the cold giant horned lizard's hand and sliding in the direction, allowing the spikes on the scales to cut through the skin, bleeding out streams of blood.

With both feet kicking the ground at once, relying on the palms as the fulcrum, the body rotates and rides on the back of the giant horned cold lizard.

This situation made the giant horned lizard even more berserk, trying to shake the elf cub on its back, but Elvis just strangled the cold lizard's neck tightly, intending to make it dizzy by hypoxia.

He kept whispering, "Sotek, Sotek..."

The Cold One started to run towards the surrounding buildings, and slammed into the stone wall fiercely. When the gravel splashed down, several spikes on its body were broken.

Blood spat out from Elvis's mouth. He didn't expect the power of this giant horned cold lizard to be so terrifying, and its IQ was not bad, and he knew how to use buildings to get out of the predicament.

"But this will only make me work harder!"

The hands that strangled the neck of the giant horned lizard became more and more forceful, allowing the body to hit the wall, the bones and internal organs seemed to start to shatter, and there was still no sign of letting go.

After a long time, most of the spikes on the scales of the giant horned cold lizard were broken off, and Elvis' vision was shrouded in blood mist. The ceremony presided over by the snake god prophet was finally completed.

In a trance, Elvis felt that he was already lying on the ground, with the blood on his face being licked by the giant horned lizard, as if he was thinking about when to eat.

"Heal him, the elf cub has completed the ritual."

…………

Am I dead?

A vague idea appeared in Elvis' mind, he vaguely recalled the previous events, as if he was seriously injured while taming a cold-blooded beast.

That shouldn't be dead yet, it seems to have heard the words of the snake god prophet in the end.

When the idea just came up, Tehenhauin had already sensed that the elf cub had woken up, walked to the bedside with bent feet, and slapped the wounded man's face roughly with his hands.

"Followers of Sotek, now is not the time to sleep, you must act quickly!"

Elvis opened his eyes and wanted to refute that he was not a Sotek follower, but when he saw Tehenhauin's eyes, he immediately froze.

The Prophet's reputation in Caledor is not very good, and the 2000-year battle with the Rats relies not only on willpower, but also on strength.

"What about the giant horned cold lizard?"

"It's licking its wounds under the Iqi Pyramid, as for you..." Tehenhauin narrowed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

This made Elvis have a bad premonition, is it like the joke that the prince likes to make, Slann likes to throw people into the tyrannosaurus pit when he sees who doesn't like it.

But the Snake God Prophet didn't intend to send the elf cub into the blood sacrifice pit to feed the snake. He patted his body a few times and signaled to continue following after he felt all right.

Wearing a tattered robe, Elvis followed behind the Snake God Prophet with a full face of vigilance, and if things changed unexpectedly, he would run away immediately.

But the two did not go to a place like a deep pit, but in front of a weapon shop that clanged from time to time.

Entering the weapon shop, there are only a few Skinks maintaining the equipment, and there are even fewer people making weapons, only one is beating the anvil with a hammer.

The Snake God Prophet walked up to the Spirit lizard who forged the weapon, and said, "Kuizama, has the weapon been polished yet?"

The Skinlizard named Kuizama stopped focusing on forging iron, bowed to the Prophet to express his surrender, and explained the specific situation, "Prophet, the blade of revenge has been polished, and I am making the final placement of the hilt."

Elvis touched his head and looked at the rough weapon on the anvil. It was a large obsidian sword with a rough blade and obvious irregular protrusions.

The edge of the blade is slightly uneven, except for the mysterious red line on the spine, this weapon is an insult to the blacksmith's profession.

"Dogs will shake their heads when they see this weapon. Anyone who uses it will probably be laughed at forever." After expressing his disdain for this weapon in his heart, Elvis turned to ask Tehenhauin, "Prophet, what did you bring me here for? Now that the ceremony has been passed, I think the first thing to do is to complete the preparations for the Knights."

"A suitable weapon symbolizes your identity chosen by Sotek." Tehenhauin stuck out his forked tongue, crossed his chest and waited for the completion of the weapon.

"You mean, this weapon is prepared for me?" Elvis was full of fear. If he took an obsidian sword to the battlefield, he would not be laughed to death. Where did he come from?

Tehenhauin nodded, indicating that this is indeed the case, and began to explain the origin of this weapon,

"After the jihad ended a few years ago, I presided over the largest blood sacrifice in history to awaken Sotek. The blood that surged from the pyramid stained the ground red, and finally flowed into the deep pit, infecting an obsidian."

"This weapon is polished from the companion creature of the blood sacrifice, and I named it the Blade of Vengeance."

While Tehenhauin was speaking, the Skink artisan had finished splicing the sword body and hilt, and carefully lifted it up to signal the prophet to watch.

The Prophet pointed to the obsidian sword and asked Elvis to lift it up.

Reluctantly, but thinking that the Prophet might become the biggest sponsor, Elvis still raised his sword.

A doubt emerged in my heart, "When did my strength become so great?"

I waved it casually a few times and found that it was as natural as using my arms, so I asked Tehenhauin,

"This sword seems a little strange, it's not a simple obsidian sword."

"Old Sage technology, plus Sotek's blessing, you will understand the use of this sword later, but there is one more thing." Tehenhauin signaled Elvis to stop, took a snake skull from the monitor lizard Pacal, and handed it to him.

"The skull of the albino snake gives the wearer the sense of smell of a snake, and it can also guarantee that it will not be corrupted by chaos. Wear it."

Although Elvis felt that his painting style was becoming more and more strange, there was no reason not to bring some good things with him.

After wearing it on the neck, I really feel that the world has undergone some strange changes. Every object has become a gradient of red and blue, and distant objects that cannot be seen in the field of vision seem to be able to form images in my mind through smell.

Under conscious control, he seemed to be able to use this ability smoothly without any instructions. After a short period of adaptation, his vision returned to normal.

Why give me such a good thing.Elvis was about to speak, but stopped immediately because the Zombie Prophet had already pulled out a bank card.

"There should be some gold in it, it's left over from my last purchase of building materials."

Elvis was a little touched suddenly, who has ever seen such a good sponsor, mounts, weapons, magic props, gold, everything is given, how can he be so stingy like the prince.

"I'm going to put the money to good use."

After the Snake God Prophet handed over the bank card, he asked Elvis to find the Horned One, and said that he would be sent back to Qingyan Port after the preparations were completed.

With the obsidian greatsword on his back, Elvis felt very happy today. The weapon behind him didn't look like an ordinary item.

Looking at the standard magic long sword distributed by the palace at his waist, he snorted coldly, and sold it when he got back, thinking of it as filling some financial vacancies.

But an unusual figure caught his attention. After deliberately turning a few corners, he walked unconsciously for a long time.

Looking at the monitor lizard, which was five meters tall but coweringly hiding in the corner, Elvis wondered what happened to the lizardman, and why he still had a habit of tracking.

"Pacal, what are you doing with me?"

Knowing that he had been discovered, Pacal turned his head around, walked out from the corner, and opened his bloody mouth,
"I'm just curious about what the elves are like. The elf mages I saw before all ran away after finishing their work, and didn't have any time to observe."

Are you sure you're a monitor lizard, and not a Slann toad, to observe what other races are like?
Elvis forgot how many times he complained today, so he could only echo, "What else can I do, isn't it just a pair of eyes, a mouth, and a nose together?"

Pacal agreed with clenched fists and thumping hands, nodded and said,
"It makes sense, so human beings are like you?"

"No, humans are much uglier than us, but the ugliest ones must belong to Bretonnian monkeys, let me tell you..."

The fine lizard kept exchanging views on various races as they walked towards the Iqi Pyramid, but most of the time it was Elvis who said it, and Pacal couldn't help nodding his head to remember.

Young monitor lizards are highly intelligent and, for a lizardfolk, unusually curious. (end of this chapter)