Chapter 834 Sacrificing Belegar?

The Rainbow Bridge connecting the two ends of the world draws its power from the blood sacrifices of the rats. It is like a dreamy path across the void, coming from the gate like the mouth of a giant snake.

The rotating colorful vortex draws the soul deep into it. It seems that if you take one more look, you will be forever lost in the power of the ancient saint Haoran and cannot extricate yourself.

Balls of bloody mist gush out from the sacrifice pit. Sotek is very satisfied with these sacrifices and does not hesitate to give him the strength to reach this blessed place.

The fog lingers in every corner of the mountain cave, and the shrouded creatures feel that they are being watched by a pair of cold and unusual eyes.

At that moment, the body felt suffocated, and the neck seemed to be entangled by a giant python. If there was the slightest disrespect, he would end up with the same fate as the pit rats.

Some of the guards of the Anglande clan who had maintained contempt for Sotek fell into a coma on the spot. Under Torek's unsatisfied eyes, they were brought to this place of right and wrong by their compatriots.

After eliminating some unwelcome people, the bloody fog began to roll, turning into hurricanes and flying towards the spiritual node standing in the earth energy center.

The strange words that were originally nothing unique now emit red light, rising straight from the mountain to the sky, crossing the obstacles of countless rocks, announcing to the world the result of this incident - Tehenhoin's two thousand years of holy war has turned around for the first time. Defense becomes offense, Lustria transforms into the home of the Skaven.

The giant snake's mouth slowly opened, and the vortex in the center of the Rainbow Bridge finally stopped. An illusory bridge connected from the deep pit to the flat ground.

A red-crowned skink can be remembered for life just by looking at it. It carries a prophecy slate, a forked tongue that is as red as blood, and a red wing membrane that towers above its head like a crown. It is comparable to Thoreau's muscular body.

And, the cold-blooded snakes who were feasting on the rat corpses in the pit now all lowered their heads and showed signs of surrender.

Appearing with the prophet was the Sotek Legion that he deeply trusted. Since decades of training, Chakua has hatched many Thoros, which has greatly made up for the lack of backbone of the Sotek sect. weakness.

The red-scaled lizards standing in the center of the skinks were as warlike and enthusiastic as their companions. After smelling the blood of the rats, they would let out beast-like howls from their throats from time to time.

Elvis rubbed his hands and came to the prophet. He was originally going to say a few words of welcome, but he didn't expect to be beaten by the short-legged Torek.

Torek's attitude towards the snake god prophet made the dwarf a little puzzled. He walked to the end of the Rainbow Bridge, put his hand on his chest, and lowered his head slightly to reveal that the beard that reached his abdomen seemed to be hanging down to the ground at this moment.

This is a highly respected etiquette among dwarves. The beard is used as a symbol to show that the other party is far superior to yourself in terms of status and wisdom and experience.

Torek was very solemn and explained the attitude of the mountain kingdom to the prophet in Dwarf language.

"Your arrival makes the Mountain Kingdom feel honored. I believe that with the unity of Sotek's followers and the Sons of Gruni, the end of the Skaven will soon come."

The prophet nodded slightly, acknowledging Torek's respect for him. The hot-blooded species had stayed in Chakua for more than ten years, and it seemed that he had learned something useful and knew the threat of rats to the world.

"Torek Ironbrow, you are one of the few wise ones among the young race. The Sotek Sect and the Slann Council both have high expectations for you."

"Honored."

Torek, who was appreciated, gave way without being humble or humble, showing that the Mountain Kingdom had let go of the Sotek sect.

After finishing Torek, Elvis came to the prophet as quickly as possible, smiling shyly,

"Prophet, are you satisfied with these sacrifices..."

Tehenhoin did not answer. If he was dissatisfied with the giant horned viper's sacrifice to Sotek, he would have stopped providing unconditional support for many years.

The prophet pointed at the dwarf Belegar who was watching with a complex expression, and asked in a tone that no one could guess,

"Is this also the sacrifice you want to offer to Sotek?"

The prophet spoke lizard language, and the dwarves did not know it, but they knew the meaning of these words very well.

The guards of the Angrond clan, wearing rune plate armor, raised their shields to form a protective wall to separate the king from the unknown lizard people.

They sensed an incomparable danger from this cold-blooded species.

"No, this is Belegar, the current owner of this mountain fortress..." Torek explained for a moment, then scolded the Angrund guards who were on alert to put down their shields.

The Rune Master never thought that the shield he forged with his own hands would one day be used to defend against the teacher who imparted knowledge.

Belegar pushed away his personal guards. It would be too despising if he felt like he was facing a powerful enemy because of just one word.

He needs to show the momentum of the leader of the Angland clan and the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain.

Belegar walked to a position three meters away from Thenhuoyin, and looked into the lizard man's ruthless eyes very seriously.

"No, I will never be a sacrifice. Instead, I am a lizard man. If there is any unfavorable move towards the Kingdom of the Mountains, I have a better idea. Why not sacrifice your blood to Grimnir!"

The prophet smiled, but the lizardman's smile was never known to other people. In the eyes of others, the harsh noise coming from the throat of the red-crowned skink was tantamount to dissatisfaction with Belegar's words.

Elvis, who wanted to mediate the situation, came between the two people who were looking at each other. He never thought that the prophet would say these words, and he never expected that Belega would have the courage to provoke the lizard man.

"Prophet, you see, giant horned vipers still need professional guidance on how to perform sacrifices..."

"Just offer the blood of the rats. The ritual part is irrelevant." Terhenhuoyin interrupted the elf cub's speech, thoughtfully bypassed Elvis who was about to stop him, and came to the extremely nervous Belega.

The prophet lowered his body so that he could look into Belegar's determined eyes at close range.

"I can see your fate. The Skaven will be your lifelong nightmare."

After finishing speaking, the prophet led Sotek's army to move straight towards the outside of the cave.

Lizardfolk don't like to live in caves. They prefer to stay in places with sunlight and humid climate, although the Gray Mountains are much better than the World's Edge Mountains.

But the prophet believes that if you want to stay for a long time and build an outpost against the rats in the old world, you may have to entrust the giant toad to perform terraforming magic.

The elf cub followed the prophet out of the cave and hurriedly explained to investors the results of these years. The giant horned viper was definitely not outing with a large amount of funds from the Sotek Sect.

Torek, with a gloomy expression on his face, pushed aside Angland's personal guards to protect the king's body, and ordered Belegar to follow him.

The rune master is going to have a good chat with the leader of the Angland clan about the lizard people. If he treats the elves with the same attitude and receives the eldest son of the ancient saint who has no common sense in society, the dwarves will only lose an important ally. (End of chapter)