Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 96: Holy Sword Athos
"The demons are beings abandoned by the gods! How could there be a god willing to let them believe in them?"

Olivia spoke slowly: “But this is the truth.

Our Skywing tribe was completely annihilated by the divine strike unleashed by the demons, and this kind of magic, divine strike, can only be bestowed by the gods."

The Skywing tribe's divine strike magic was bestowed by the goddess, and the gods of the demon tribe gave them the same magic.

It's just that the divine strike was transformed by the demons into a more destructive and devastating move.

"The Elf Forest was destroyed by the demons' divine attack. You must have witnessed that horrific attack, right?" Celie added at the right time.

The meeting room fell into silence again.

This truth is more despairing than the destruction of the Tianyi tribe.

If the demons really have the protection of gods, then the coalition forces will not only face a powerful army, but also an irresistible power of gods.

The Dwarf King Dwalin suddenly strode towards Lord. In front of everyone's surprised gaze, he stood before Lord and said, "Orger, since you have chosen this human, the Dwarfs will obey the will of the Holy Sword."

He looked up at Lord with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Tell me, human, have you ever fought against the gods?"

The human in front of him and his companions behind him obviously knew a lot of things.

Since they knew that there was a god behind the demons, they must have had contact with or even fought with that god.

Even though he thought the possibility was very small, the Dwarf King still asked.

"Yes! We have fought against the demon gods."

Lord's answer surprised and delighted the Dwarf King.

"Although we were only unilaterally crushed by him, I can assure you that one day in the future, we will stand before him again and use this Org to slay this damned god!"

This is not only Lord's promise to the Dwarf King, but also his promise to Celia.

From the beginning, he was just playing an adventurous game of killing gods with the other party, and then there was a cause and effect, which led to the attack of the false god, and now he has made up his mind to kill gods.

All of this is a destiny that has already been predetermined.

Lord had no choice but to move forward along this path.

"Hahaha! Good boy!" The Dwarf King laughed, and the despair in his heart was slightly relieved.

He looked at Lord solemnly, his eyes rekindled with fighting spirit: "So what do you need from us dwarves? As long as you are prepared, we dwarves will follow your steps."

"In fact, I don't need you, the Dwarf King, to do anything for me. Instead, I hope the Elf King can promise me a favor."

The Elf King, who had been sitting in his seat and watching the whole show, was stunned.

Could it be that this human wants his elves to follow him as well?
How is this possible?
He drew out the Divine Sword Org, not the Holy Sword Atos. Why should the elves obey his orders?
Lord's gaze swept over the startled Elf King and he spoke slowly, "I need the power of the Holy Sword Athos."

Although he still doesn't know what the Holy Sword Atos is capable of, since the goddess specifically asked him to draw this sword, it must be useful.

Maybe they are waiting for me just like Org.

The Elf King's eyes instantly sharpened, and he stared at Lord: "Human, do you know what you are saying? Although you have been recognized by the Sword of Divine Power, Org, the Sword of Divine Power, Atos is the Supreme Sword of the Elves. It is impossible for an outsider to gain its recognition!"

Lord looked directly at the Elf King, refusing to back down. "How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?"

He raised the Org in his hand, and the runes on the sword glowed with ancient light.

“Olg chose me, someone other than a dwarf, and perhaps Atos will make the same choice.” “Impossible!” an elven elder shouted. “Atos has only answered the call of the elves since ancient times, without exception!”

"Then I am the exception!"

"Arrogant guy!"

The Elf Elder stood up cursing and was about to speak but was interrupted by Celie who took a step forward.

"Have you ever wondered why Athos hasn't responded to your call in these thousands of years?"

The Elf King's expression froze slightly.

Although the elves do have an infinite lifespan, thousands of years is not a short time for them.

During this thousand years, Athos did not respond to the call of any elves.

Could it be that he is really waiting for this human being in front of him?

"Lord is the destined man, the godslayer who only exists in legends." There was an unquestionable firmness in Celia's tone.

The Elf King was silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand slowly to stop the objections of the other elven elders.

He looked at Lorde deeply and said, "Human, if you really think you are the chosen one."

He turned and walked to the back, and took out a long sword wrapped in silver vines from a hidden magic barrier, "Then give it a try."

There are two steps to extracting Athos.

The first thing is to get the recognition of the sacred vines of the elves. Atos and his scabbard are wrapped in the sacred vines, and only those who have obtained preliminary recognition can untie the vines.

The second step is to pull Athos out of the scabbard.

Throughout the long history of the elves, one could use a portion of Atos's power simply by untying the vines, but only a handful of elves could pull out Atos.

The Elf King raised his sword horizontally, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "But I must warn you, if you forcibly pull out the holy sword, you will be harmed by its power."

Lord took a deep breath, handed Org to Celie beside him, and then stretched out his hands.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the scabbard, the vines suddenly began to wriggle like a living thing, making a slight rustling sound.

The elves held their breath—the sacred vines were slowly loosening!

This human hadn't even touched Atos, but the sacred vines had already untied themselves. This was something that many elves could not do.

Could it be that this human is really the one Athos is waiting for?
Even Celie subconsciously hugged Orge tightly in her arms, and her breathing became tense.

As the last vine slid down, Athos's full form was revealed.

The entire sword exudes an indescribable sense of heaviness and tranquility, and the scabbard is emerald green, which is very consistent with the symbol of the elves.

However, the light of this legendary holy sword was slightly dim, just like Org whose magic power was overdrawn.

"The demons' attacks have been very fierce during this period, and Atos has consumed a lot of his strength." The Elf King explained on the side.

Lord nodded without saying anything, but reached out and grasped the hilt of Athos's sword.

　Preparing to write Chapter 5 to achieve the milestone of writing 10,000 words a day (sadly).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)