Chapter 1270: Revenge

Elvis had a bad dream. Many years ago, a human boy in a city in the New World carried two large wooden barrels on his shoulders and walked to the temporary recruitment point of the giant viper.

He still remembered the human boy's slightly puzzled question, "Can I have enough food if I join you?"

"Don't you have food to eat when you work in the city?" Elvis asked in return, and received a contemptuous look.

Without thinking, the human boy put the wooden barrel on his shoulder on the ground easily: "I want to eat well, preferably meat every day, drink wine, and fight every now and then.

Qingyan Port is too strict. I heard from my father that if I were in Kislev, with my physique and ability, I would have made a name for myself at the docks long ago, and I would not have to rely on being a coolie all day to make a living.

Alas, my luck is really bad. The port defense force requires a cultural threshold and some connections, and the mercenaries do not recruit locals."

A series of complaints and metaphors made the Grand Master quickly interested in this human boy, and they worked together for a long time.

From a human boy who only wanted to eat a few mouthfuls of wine and meat every day, and expressed awe to the God with his mouth, he later showed amazing talent in knowing words, and translated Chakua's obscure lizard language word by word in order to consolidate the faith of the Knights.

In the end... the human boy became the backbone of the Knights, his eyes were blessed by the God, he enjoyed a long life, and spent a long time serving the Grand Master.

Those past years appeared in his dreams one by one, which made Elvis feel stuffy in his chest, and a premonition that was not good at all emerged in his heart.

After waking up suddenly, the Grand Master immediately went to the location of the Priest Group. The obsidian masks worn by the high-level priests all came from the ancient saint technology. While they can ensure that they are not affected by chaos, they can also be used as a trump card to provide a lot of magic wind for the wearer.

And one of the less noticeable functions is the backup mask placed at the altar. Once a high-level priest's mask is destroyed, the backup mask will ooze blood, proving that a person favored by Sotek has returned to the arms of the God.

Walking into the priest group, Elvis felt a little depressed because the backup mask symbolizing Nikonov had been stained red with blood.

The priest, who was also covered with a mask, nodded with a sad tone.

"Grandmaster, Priest Nikonov has returned to the embrace of the God... Before he died, he left the last clue to the Knights."

The priest took out a copper plate. The comet logo engraved on the surface was so eye-catching, but it only made Elvis feel a little ironic.

"Double-tailed comet..."

After knowing the reason, the Grand Master sighed helplessly and shook his head. Nikonov must have encountered a ratman to make him fight so hard.

The front line must have encountered something big. The rat extermination team used by the Phoenix King is not far from the Gray Mountains. I think the order will come soon.

The Grand Master chose to mourn with the priests in silence, remembering the first generation member who contributed a hundred years to the Knights. Maybe people will die eventually, but thoughts and memories can live in the spirit of those who come after them.

A message soon came, the mark of the flaming phoenix was so eye-catching.

The dispatch order did not require the Giant Horned Viper to dispatch a certain number of people, but only stated that they encountered ratmen in the Gray Mountains and needed professionals to deal with it.

For the honor of the Phoenix King... and also for revenge for Nikonov, Elvis did not hesitate to issue a call to the members of the Knights who were dealing with the beastman riots in Duncanwald Forest as a grand mentor.

"Within three days, if you want to avenge Nikonov, pay respect to the favored one of the gods and come to Lauren Loren."

There were only a hundred red scale knights, plus 362 giant snake guards... sixteen dragon princes who served in the Tar Wind Howling City Legion and were formerly Giant Horned Viper Knights, joined the revenge operation.

In order to transfer the personnel as soon as possible, Elvis personally led the team and organized a two-day beastman hunting operation to please the gods with the blood of these twisted chaotic creatures.

The blood sacrifice was started again. The rat extermination team, which was supposed to arrive in half a month, arrived at the front line at the fastest speed in anger.

Elvis threw away the Rick Guards who blocked his way. His eyes, which had not been closed for several days, were full of bloodshot. He came to the emperor's position in anger.

The emperor was holding the sand table with both hands, analyzing the current situation with Kurt and Bayershazer, and his expression was slightly tired.

With his reputation, Carl was absolutely dedicated in the process of rescuing Karak Dreadnought. He always went to various mountain trails with Death Claw and smashed the heads of greenskins with the emperor's prestige.

But the number of greenskins was too much, and the mountain terrain was extremely steep. The knights who could lead the provincial soldiers to open the situation could only walk slowly with their legs, and the proud artillery could not play a role.

The situation of the Supreme King was similar. The individual strength was definitely top-notch. Under the leadership of Agrim, they were unstoppable, but the disadvantage of numbers could not be made up.

The assault tactic is effective, but if you can't find the leader, it's all in vain.

As soon as Elvis broke in, Ludwig had already put his hand on the long sword, with a cold and unfriendly look.

"Elf, you trespassed into the military restricted area and the emperor's residence. Are you provoking the empire?"

"Heh." Elvis' contempt only made Ludwig a little angry, and the elf's words made him even more angry.

"I have seen countless warriors who are stronger than you in martial arts, but most of them died... The reason is very simple, doing unnecessary things in occasions where they should not be there."

The experienced Marshal Kurt held Ludwig's arm, and he spoke on behalf of the emperor and asked Elvis.

"Elvis, I don't ask why you are here. We all know that the elves are very slow in this war..."

"What are you implying? Questioning the decision of the Phoenix King?"

Kurt did not respond, and stared at a corner of the map with deep eyes, which obviously revealed the current position of the elf monarch.

Without a response, Elvis thought Kurt was talking nonsense. He walked to the sand table map and faced Emperor Karl, without hiding his anger.

"Don't misunderstand why I came here. It's not to clean up the mess for the Empire and the Dwarves... My subordinates who have served me for a long time, the priest Nikonov who has been devoutly worshipping God for a hundred years, died at the hands of the ratmen.

I swore a blood oath that if the ratmen kill an elf, I will kill a thousand rats, and if I kill a member of the Horned Viper, I will kill another ten thousand."

The emperor was a little tired, rubbing his eyebrows with his big hands: "Victory is not achieved by exciting words and persistent blood oaths. The appearance of the ratmen forced the attack to be delayed. King Agrim is leading the guards to check the gray surrounding tunnels, but the effect is very general.

My guarantee is that as long as the Horned Viper can solve the threat of the ratmen, there will be no greenskins to hinder your revenge."

Pragmatism is the characteristic of Carl's governance. He may be better at politics than winning people's hearts in the name of religion, but he still unites a large number of knowledgeable people.

Compared to missionaries who speak countless truths, he is more like a practical politician. (End of this chapter)