Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 676: Sotek God’s Choice

The Dragon Prince who believes in Sotek, this world is really getting weirder.

This is the voice of all the Flameborn knights. In fact, although the prince did incorporate Sotek into the belief system, few people really cared. They expressed respect verbally and prayed a little when they saw the forked snake. That was the limit. .

In the eyes of many people, the Knights of the Giant Horned Viper are just an excuse for the palace to intervene in the old world. They asked the snake god prophet to ask for a giant lizard and a skink, and under the guise of eradicating the forces of chaos, let young people have more Experience.

But Elvis, that power is definitely not a lie. Everyone present can feel how terrifying the albino snake skull hanging around his neck is. It is a will without any distracting thoughts, just for pure Blood and revenge.

"Kill him, Elvis." The hollow eyes of the albino snake's skull emitted a glimmer of light, issuing an oracle to Follower No. [-].As for who is number one and number two?The designations were Tehenhoyne and Packal.

"Your oracle."

Elvis pulled out the obsidian sword and stared at Aralos with his scarlet eyes. He didn't care how influential the woodland lord was. It was important to Athel Lorendo. Since it was the will of the god, he wanted to die.

But according to some inexplicable traditions, before fighting, one must reveal one's identity, otherwise it will be considered not dignified and solemn.

The forest guard tightened his grip on his spear. The Asul who was standing a hundred meters away from him put a lot of pressure on him, but he still read the name of the lord loudly.

“Lord of Tarsain Woodland, Queen Ariel’s chosen champion—Araloth the Brave!”

There was a burst of cheers from the Asrais, and it was obvious that Araloth had a good reputation in Athel Loren.

Now it was Elvis's turn to be a little confused. It was so cumbersome to fight, so he might as well learn from the eldest son of the ancient sage and just do what he said.

But with the family flag nearby, he was not allowed to do anything impulsive. He took a deep breath and prepared to say the name of Grand Master of the Giant Horned Viper.

But someone was one step faster than him. To be precise, it was the skink that was one step faster than him.

The forked serpent battle flag that came from nowhere attracted everyone's attention. This battle flag was made of cold lizard skin as the main body and woven with gorgeous feathers, showing two completely different styles, gorgeous and cold.

Gaguyar's voice this time was no longer so jumpy, but extremely calm, but the tone when he spoke was actually Tehenhoin's.

"The Chosen One of Sotek, the Warrior of the Snake God Prophet—Elvis."

These words did not arouse much surprise among the other forces. After all, most of them had no idea what Sotek was.

Moreover, many people who knew about it were wondering, wasn't this kid the herald of the Dragon Prince before? How could he suddenly transform into the divine choice of the Sotek Sect?

But when it was Caledo's turn, the nature changed somewhat.

Assanil lowered his voice and asked Imrik in disbelief, "Elvis, he, he will be the future ruler of Windhowl City, how can he be Sotek's chosen god."

"Me too, why are you surprised?" Imrik gave him a roll of his eyes. He didn't dare to say anything about himself, so he just pointed the finger at the brat.

"This, this is different." Assanir was a little confused. It was over. His son was also in the giant horned viper. Can he still find a dragon partner? You must know that Minas Nil, who is the one who calls the shots, spends all his time Argued with the Snake Prophet.

"Okay, don't worry about it. There is no conflict between the two. Just watch the game."

After roughly exchanging names, as both sides of the flag hit the ground together, Elvis's lowered eyes suddenly changed, his brown eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his body seemed to exude a moist smell of blood.

He completely released the will that had been suppressed for a long time. Every time he communicated with the gods, it symbolized that the spirit was getting closer to the other party. He had heard the oracle countless times in this year, which was difficult for believers to hear in their lifetime.

Although most of them are nagging jokes, they still can't change the reality. Now he is Sotek's God's Choice.The two people who were walking immediately clashed. Araros struck first. The green leaf spears hidden in the oak shield pierced out like raindrops, hitting the guy who looked like a follower of Kane.

The lightning-fast spear made everyone sweat for Elvis. It was extremely fast and had a tricky angle, and it stabbed the opponent's eye socket without warning under the cover of the oak shield.

But such an extremely fast and violent attack was easily dodged by Elvis. He just tilted his head once and stabbed the air with the green leaf spear.

Such reaction speed!

Araloth has a bad heart, and Asrai is known for his agility. Even the fastest warriors from other races are nothing more than a child walking slowly in front of Asrai.

But when the spear just showed its edge from the oak shield, Asul had already turned his head to dodge.

The obsidian sword slashed horizontally without any warning, and even an afterimage had not yet appeared. While the green leaf spear was still stabbing in the air, it had already reached the side of the hero. At this time, Elvis still maintained his posture. Head tilting action.

Swinging the arm holding the oak shield to the left, Aralos successfully blocked the sudden attack of the obsidian sword, but the vibrations that came from it told him that the power was astonishingly powerful.

But it was not Aslay's nature to retreat when faced with difficulties. This time, the Green Leaf Spear no longer chose a cunning and vicious attack, but instead hit the opponent's unprotected body like raindrops.

The brave man's arms waved as fast as the wind, and the green leaf spears stabbed fiercely like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, but they were always stopped one by one by the obsidian sword without any leakage.

When the opponent's attack was slow, Elvis took advantage of the slight unevenness in the obsidian sword body to hold the end of the spearhead and said sarcastically,

"Do you know that the fastest snake in Lustria has a reaction speed many times that of an elf?"

"Fifteen times."

Ok? !

A black light suddenly appeared from Aralos's eyes. He slightly bent his legs, kept his body as low as possible, and raised his oak shield high.

The obsidian sword instantly tore open the upper end of the oak shield. Some of the uneven gaps in the sword caught the wood fibers, causing Aslay's arm to shake a little.

This power is astonishing, completely different from the elves that Aralos has come into contact with before, and more like a Chaos Warrior.

"And the giant jungle anaconda in the Queza River is powerful enough to twist oak trees into sawdust."

Elvis kicked hard, knocking Arallos, who was defending with an oak shield, away and almost leaving the playing field.

The Flame Knights looked at each other, especially Edtellis, who was watching on the field. Is this the young man who used to learn martial arts from the Dragon Prince?Instead of being thrown into a lizard-man incubation pool and turned into an ancient blood warrior?
Let them play, they may not be as strong as Elvis. There are only three things that cannot be compared in the battle, speed, strength and experience.

The first two are the most critical, but Elvis's experience is not weak in the first place, and his speed and strength have reached an unbelievable degree of exaggeration. Could Xin Sotigo really obtain such a strong power?In this regard, everyone remained silent.

Imric, who was particularly satisfied with this, applauded suddenly. What could be more dramatic than a young man who was prejudiced and discriminated against, and whose elders always thought his actions were just child's play, suddenly one day bursting out with power that his father's generation could not match. .

"Good job, brat."

Seeing the excited words, as if the person on the stage was his son's prince, everyone was even more silent, and the connection seemed more and more intriguing.

(End of this chapter)