Someone who's going crazy?

Eve's heart moved, and she remembered a certain red dragon that had gradually approached Merrell mode under the temptation of the player's food and iron brush massage......

When I heard that it was attacking the orcs, it was even more excited than the players, and it had to rush ahead every time.

And if it weren't for the player's stopping, it would have rushed out of the camp and went directly to the Beamon Behemoths to fight when the orc army attacked the city before, which can be regarded as bringing out the impulsive nature of the red dragon to the fullest.

But...... Friends?

The platinum dragon king is a silver dragon, and Tiberia is a red dragon, although Reinhardt is highly respected even among the color dragons, but the relationship between the metal dragon and the color dragon is not so good?

Not to mention, Reinhardt is a dragon god, and it is very likely that he is the dragon god second only to the ancestral dragon, so he shouldn't run away because of a junior red dragon, right?

Eve had some doubts in her heart.

As if noticing Eve's slightly raised brow, Reinhardt, the platinum dragon king, smiled and explained:

"Tiberia is the child of the Red Dragon King and my sister, and although the metal dragon and the color dragon do not get along, we are old friends."

The Red Dragon King? And Reinhardt's sister?

Wait a minute......

Children of the Red Dragon and the Silver Dragon?

Eve was a little surprised.

With the inheritance of the World Tree, she knows that different dragon species can give birth to offspring and only inherit one attribute.

It's just that Eve didn't expect Tiberia to have such a big background, and it turned out to be a cross between a metal dragon and a color dragon.

Those who are called dragon kings are all dragon gods.

Tiberia, too, is the second generation of gods.

It's just that the direct descendants of mythology basically started as demigods.

Especially the ancient gods with a strong bloodline inheritance.

Tiberia, on the other hand, was just an ordinary red dragon with a slightly stronger strength......

Among them, there seems to be a secret that Eve doesn't know.

However, Reinhardt didn't say it, and Eve didn't ask.

That's not the point.

"Of course, that's just one, the main reason I'm here is to see how the little ones are adapting."

Reinhardt continued.

It turned out that the purpose was those little dragons who purified their bloodline!

Eve understood.

The Platinum Dragon King Reinhardt has always been known for his concern for the Dragon Clan's heritage, and it is only natural for him to care about this matter.

However, Eve has an intuition in her heart that it may not only be these that make Reinhardt come to the Elven Forest frequently, but it may also have something to do with herself......

She had guessed before, and Hela had also mentioned that the platinum dragon king Reinhardt admired the former World Tree, and it was very likely that he guessed her true identity, but the two sides did not break it.

If the other party doesn't mention it, Eve will naturally not take the initiative to expose it.

It doesn't matter whether Reinhardt guessed her identity or was simply curious about the "new gods of the elves".

It is enough to make sure that the other person does have good intentions.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly:

"The Chosen ones love the little ones, and they grow up quickly, but ...... If you want to meet them, the only way to do this is to go to the Desert of Death, and now all the young dragons have followed the Chosen One to join my holy war, including the red dragon Tiberia. ”

Reinhardt's expression was a little surprised, he couldn't help but look at Eve a few times, and said with a wry smile:

"You seem to be more warlike than I thought."

You want to say belligerent, right?

Eve's belly.

"Still, it's okay to fight."

Reinhardt shifted gears.

He looked solemn and sighed:

"Only the dragon that grows up from the test of blood can truly become strong, and can achieve the ultimate victory when confronting the forces of evil."

It's coming, it's coming.

Metal dragons are naturally abomiding evil beings.

However, hearing this sentence at this moment made Eve have some guesses and thoughts......

She smiled and said tentatively:

"You seem to hate the presence of evil?"

"Of course, the forces of evil can easily attract the gaze of the abyss, and are lured to fall into becoming the minions of the abyssal power devouring plane. So...... All evil and depraved beings are the enemies of all living beings. ”

The Platinum Dragon King said with a serious expression.

"So...... You are so disgusted with the evil gods who have fallen into the abyss? And zeal to destroy Them? ”

Eve continued.

"Of course, every evil god is the driving force behind the destruction of the world and should be judged."

The Platinum Dragon King's expression was firm.

Listening to Reinhardt's words, Eve smiled slightly:

"In that case, I have some news here, related to the evil gods, the fallen angel Luria, and the queen of pain, Alyssa, I don't know...... Do you have the time and interest. ”

"Oh?"

A hint of interest appeared on the Platinum Dragon King's face.

……

As a nomadic race, orcs rarely own temples, and generally only worship the idols of the true gods in special tents or rocky caves.

Sandstorm City is an exception, though.

This is a city that has been built by two races: elves and dwarves.

And the elves and dwarves are representatives of the devout believers.

At least...... It used to be.

Therefore, Sandstorm City not only has a temple, but its scale is magnificent.

Sandstorm City, the temple of the god of winter and hunting.

A gold-strong half-orc priest chief knelt in front of the tall and majestic idol, leading a dozen half-orc priests with a strength of at least silver, praying reverently and fervently.

And at the back of the temple, the chief high priest and oracle king Bazin, plus the elders of the half-orc royal court, as well as the high-ranking people of various large tribes, also gathered here.

They looked solemnly at the procession of priests in the center who was summoning.

In front of the procession, there is a huge altar depicting the symbols of winter and hunting.

It's a summoning altar.

After their previous defeats, the orcs have finally decided to summon the Totem Guardian.

Looking at the priest praying in front of him, the oracle king Bazin couldn't help but glance at the chief high priest and asked:

"Your Excellency, High Priest, you say...... Which totem keeper can the Father send this time? ”

The Chief High Priest frowned and reminded:

"King, the ceremony has begun, and as believers, we should be quiet."

Bazin was a little embarrassed.

His face changed, but he couldn't help but sigh:

"I just...... It's just too worried, because the elves are so strong. ”

The chief high priest shook his head:

"Don't worry, the king, the elves are powerful, but the foundation under the crown of the father is even deeper!"

"His Majesty the Father takes this operation very seriously, so ...... We just have to wait. Because the totem guardian who has descended will be the most powerful warrior under the crown of the Father! ”

The most powerful warrior?

Bazin looked dazed.

The Totem Guardian is the core power of the Father, and the most powerful of them are the three demigods.

No......

It's not three anymore.

One of them, the demigod Walker, has been slain by that terrifying being in the Elven Forest.

Thinking of this, Bazin's heart was even more worried.

It was he who asked the Totem Guardian to take action.

But now, he is also the one who suffers from gains and losses.

Of course, Bazin also understands that it is actually wrong for him to do this.

As the king of a race, he has a greater responsibility on his shoulders, and he should have been more calm.

Ultimately...... He is just a king who chases ducks on the shelves under the oracle, and has no experience at all.

But even so, he wished he could do something for the race.

"As a king, I still have a lot to learn......"

Ba Zan exclaimed.

The prayers of the priests continued.

And as they prayed, the altar began to shine brightly.

Here it comes!

The spirit of the people in the temple was shaken.

The brilliance is constantly changing, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turning into a silver brilliance, which is incomparably bright.

At the same time, the statue in the center of the temple was also shrouded in a holy light that descended across the void......

It is 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 envelop them.

In an instant, they all found that their strength began to rise rapidly.

This is a divine blessing from the true God, and it is also a common reward for the true God to pay attention to believers.

The orcs looked surprised, and then prayed in a more reverent manner......

Surges of energy began to converge above the altar.

Gradually, a huge silver circle slowly formed on the altar.

"Here ......

The chief high priest muttered, fanatical and excited.

Under the surge of divine power, the silver circle was finally perfected.

Then, a dazzling brilliance erupted in the circle.

In the excited gaze of the orcs, a full eight blurred figures began to appear above the altar......

A moment later, they solidified themselves and fell into the temple.

Their bodies shimmered with silver radiance, they were clad in ancient armor and feathered cloaks, they carried curved bows, and they held long swords.

They stood there, breathing horror.

These are the eight totem guardians of the legendary peak strength!

However, the teleportation did not end.

In the frenzied and excited gaze of the orcs, I saw that the eight totem guardians quickly turned their bodies, faced the altar, and bowed to wait.

And immediately after, an even more powerful aura appeared in the magic circle, directly suppressing the power of the eight legends......

In the expectant gaze of the orcs, a totem guardian in female form appeared in the temple.

He was also dressed in leather armor and a mantle of wings, but his face had some mysterious lines.

At the same time, there was a faint halo on his body, and the whole person was radiating light......

This is a demigod-level totem guardian!

"It's Nalan!"

The Oracle King Bazin was thrilled.

Nalan, one of the three demigod-level totem guardians under Urral's seat, is stronger than the demigod Walker!

He used to be the king of the orc tribe, and led the orc tribe to defeat the human kingdom of the Death Desert many times more than a thousand years ago, and is an existence that many orcs admire!

However, this is not the end of the story.

The light continues to shroud.

A moment later, another figure appeared in the temple!

It was an emaciated orc warrior.

He was dressed in a similar way to Nalan, and his face was also painted with mysterious paint, but ...... But in his hand he held a staff that looked like dead wood.

The momentum on his body is even more terrifying than that of Nalan.

"Even His Majesty Noth is here......"

Bazin's eyes widened.

Even the chief high priest was pleasantly surprised.

Aside from the priests, the orcs have no spellcasters.

This is already an almost universally accepted fact.

However, there are always exceptions, and in the long history, there will always be some amazing and brilliant wonders.

The history of half-orcs has such an existence.

Like Nalan, North is also a figure in the history of the orcs, and is an extremely rare spellcaster in the records of the half-orcs!

During his lifetime, his strength reached the level of a terrifying legendary mage, and he shook the entire Death Desert!

Even the Terrans have all kinds of legends about him......

At the same time, he was also a devout believer, and after his death, he ascended into the Silver Frost Ice Plain of Urel and became a saint, becoming the most powerful demigod-level totem guardian under his command!

This time...... The high-end power of Urrel is pouring out!

The orcs in the temple quickly perked up, and surprise was written on everyone's face.

Two demigods!

Eight Legends!

This is the Father's greatest power!

The oracle king Bazin was so excited that he and the chief priest looked at each other, ready to bow to the oracles.

However, a scene that was unexpected by everyone appeared.

After appearing, the two demigods did not look at everyone.

Under the surprised gazes of Bazin and the others, Nalan and North turned silently, and then knelt on one knee facing the altar......

At the same time, the eight totem guardians of legendary strength also knelt down in front of the altar.

The light on the altar...... It still hasn't disappeared.

The orcs looked stunned.

"This ...... Don't?! ”

The High Priest's eyelids jumped, and there was some kind of speculation in his mind.

The next moment, a vast aura of vicissitudes descended on the temple.

"Greetings...... My Lord! ”

The majestic voices of the two demigod totem guardians resounded through the temple.

"Greetings...... My Lord! ”

The fanatical voices of the eight legendary totem guardians followed.

Greetings to ...... My lord?!

God the Father?!

The orcs' eyes widened, and there was even a faint confusion......

Bazin and the high priest were the first to react, and they immediately bowed down, shouting excitedly and fervently:

"Greetings...... My Lord! ”

The two leaders were the same, and the others also reflected, and then knelt on the ground one after another, shouting in surprise and excitement:

"Greetings...... My Lord! ”

The divine majesty descended, and the brilliant silver light illuminated the entire temple, and the ethereal chant slowly sounded......

In the praise of the totem guardians, in the eyes of the orcs, whether terrified or ecstatic, a half-orc with a shining holy light all over his body, and the appearance of the idol of the enshrined god Urrel, appeared in front of everyone.

The true God has come.

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py a book, "The Fist of Utopia", the author Du stops the cup, and the testimonial comes with a link to the introduction.