Chapter 304, Hypocritical Little God

?ps; The northern barbarians respect the four gods, and everyone only worships one of the four gods of chaos. It doesn't mean that the tribes that mainly believe in Khorne don't have wizards.

As Egil and dozens of Scalins' Chaos warriors stepped into the ruined village, news came from frontline scouts.

In the storm and cold wind, a looter rider came galloping on a war horse. A series of human heads hung behind his mount. The expressions on many of the heads still remained at the moment of extreme fear before death. Oozing blood.

"My king! Our fleet has surrounded this island, no one will escape, and no one will send the letter here." The scout said to Egil.

"What about the war?" Egil's voice was calm, and the king's battle ax was thirsty for blood, but such a weak southerner really couldn't satisfy Egil.

"All the recalcitrant southerners on the island have retreated into a temple." The scout continued, "That's the Temple of the Fairy in the Lake on Landry Island."

"The Temple of the Fairy in the Lake?" Egil asked suspiciously.

The king of Scalins has gone south to plunder many times, but he has always had a deep contempt for the lowly beliefs of the southerners, so he has never tried to understand the beliefs here.

"Let me tell you, Father." His adopted son, Chaos Wizard Chakoy, took over the conversation, and he calmly said to Egil: "The fairy in the lake is considered a symbol and model of chivalry... About a thousand years ago, Arthur, the lord of Bastogne, was blessed by this god when he was defeated..."

On the way, Chakoy explained the belief of fairies in the lake in detail, but Egil only felt contempt and disgust. The Khorne God of Choice champion said disdainfully: "The hypocritical little god is weak and depraved. Not as enigmatic and wise and enterprising as the true gods of the north, content only with their own weak rule, such gods are doomed to ruin."

On the island, only the guards in the fairy temple in the lake continued to resist. The looters used simple siege columns to hit the gate of the temple. There was a cracking sound from the wooden gate, and Egil could even hear it. There were helpless prayers and crying in the temple.

This made him loathe these lowly southerners all the more.

Soon, the gate of the temple was smashed, and hundreds of barbarian looters rushed into the temple and carried out a frenzied massacre. No one was spared. A goddess of the lake tried hard to release the magic spell of protection to protect the civilians, but The oncoming ax knocked her to the ground, and blood stained her long white dress.

Surrounded by the scarlet guards, Egil came down to the lake goddess, and the king of Scalins looked at the fallen lake goddess with contempt.

"You will be cursed! Disgusting barbarian!" The holy woman of the lake said in a vicious tone: "You destroyed the holy place of the lady, you will be cursed by the lady, your head will be cut off by the noble Holy Grail knight, and become Lady's booty."

"Ha! Hahaha!" Egil laughed loudly. The laughter was indescribably cruel and bloody. He was not angry. On the contrary, the God's Chosen Champion of Khorne had a ferocious and playful face. He signaled his subordinates not to Kill the Lake Goddess, but let her witness the tragedy in the temple.

The originally clean and tidy temple was covered in blood. All the serfs and free people who hid in the fairy temple in the lake were slaughtered. The barbarian warriors laughed heartily, took their heads off their heads, and cut down the guards. Snatch the refugees from their hiding places and tear them apart.

"Before you die, you have understood that your death is not meaningless. The great blood god will eat your blood and heart. Soon, the will of the gods will walk in your Britannia land, Chaos The power will sweep the world,

Your proud legions will be slaughtered, and at the last moment the great Khorne will strike down your Lagoon with his brass axe, and her head will fall to the ground with her pride. Egil said slowly, his tall body blocked the sun, leaving only shadows: "Now, you know the truth. "

After speaking, the battle ax from hell fell, and the deathless head of the Holy Maiden of the Lake rolled down the steps of the temple and landed next to the statue in the temple.

The barbarian warriors flooded the entire temple like a tide.

Egil stepped on the head of the Maiden of the Lake, and he looked up, gazing with satisfaction at his gift to Khorne—a feast of blood.

The Chosen Champion of Khorne immediately noticed something unpleasant. It was a statue in the center of the temple, which depicted the nymph of the lake crying for the common people.

The statue seemed to be spiritual, and Egil seemed to feel a pair of cold eyes looking directly at him through the statue. The God-Chosen Champion of Khorne felt a sense of irritability for no reason. He was full of anger and swung his battle axe. His idol was cut in two and smashed to the ground.

But in fact, as Egil imagined, nothing happened.

This undoubtedly verified the superiority of the northern gods, and Egil yelled loudly: "Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull Sacrificing the Skull Seat!!!" In the endless smoke and ruins, all the barbarian troops roared loudly, as if swearing the arrival of the fury of the North.

The Chaos Sorcerer Chakoy simply used magic to divine the woman who was destined to bear the heir to the Chosen Champion of Khorne.

The woman hid in a cave on a coastal cliff on Landry Island, and Egil immediately ordered his powerful Chaos Champion Kovindev to lead his guards to the cave.

About an hour later, Kovindev brought back a young and beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance and a charming temperament. The moment he saw this woman, Egil immediately realized that she was the oracle of Khorne A woman who can give birth to a son for herself: "Who are you?"

"Hangster..." The woman calmly walked in front of Egil among countless Chaos Warriors: "I also received an oracle, and the gods let us meet."

"Hangster? This is not your original name. You have blond hair and blue eyes. You used to be a nobleman in this kingdom." Egil said calmly, "Tell me your original name."

"My original name was...Elizabeth, but it doesn't matter anymore, I'm just a downcast person now." The woman trembled at Egil's tall body and terrifying power, but she still forced herself to be calm: "You Need me, right?"

"I don't need you, but I need a son."

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Britannia, South, Earl of Glamorgan.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was dark, and Ryan was sleeping soundly with the dark elf in his arms on the big bed in the bedroom of the Earl's Castle. Olika's face was flushed, and she put her arms around Ryan's neck and leaned on his chest.

"Ryan~Ryan~wake up~" A soft call resounded in the mind of the fairy champion in the lake.

Ryan woke up from his dream. Being woken up in the early morning made him feel a little uncomfortable, but the count got up quickly: "My lady?"

"Lian, come quickly, come to my tower, something happened in the north." The voice of the fairy in the lake was a little urgent.

"I'll be right there!" Ryan got up and put on his clothes. Olika rubbed her eyes in a daze: "Master? What's wrong?"

"There is an oracle, you should rest first, Orika." Ryan lovingly kissed the dark elf's lips.

"Yeah." The dark elf and Ryan kissed lightly, and then continued to rest. Ryan changed his clothes and hurried towards the fairy tower in the lake.

When Ryan arrived at the fairy tower in the lake, the lake fairy Lilith and the lake goddess Morgiana were there. Seeing Ryan coming, Morgiana gave Ryan a worried look. She was obviously the same as Ryan. She was just pulled up from the bed by the fairy in the lake.

"What's the matter, my lady?" Ryan strode to the fairy in the lake and said doubtfully.

The fairy in the lake was wearing a rose black gauze flower-carved black dress. She was a little relieved when she saw Ryan coming: "Lion, something happened. The Scalins tribe in the north went south. They captured Landry Island and massacred Killed the inhabitants there, and destroyed my temple!"

A huge map was laid out on the big table in the room, and the light-white jade finger of the fairy in the lake pointed at an archipelago in the northwest of the Principality of Lyonnasai.

"Barbarians, Scalins..." Ryan narrowed his eyes.

He used to be a knight of the Kingdom of Nord, so he is naturally no stranger to these northern barbarians, but this time point is very strange. The barbarians usually set out to plunder in autumn and winter, and stop plundering when spring begins in February and March, and return Northern Wasteland.

Despite being known as the northern wasteland, this place is warm for one to one and a half months every year, and this is the only opportunity for the northern barbarians to farm and replenish their livestock.

And now it's April, and it's actually a very strange thing for the barbarians to go south this season.

"Lionnasai is very weak now. The serfs have occupied the Barrymont Castle in the north. The limited army in the principality is stationed everywhere to counter the rebellion. But here is the problem. Lyonnasai once captured a large amount of money from Musilon Land, this principality has the longest coastline among all the principalities in Brittania, and it has to face the cursed city of Mousilon in the south. Ma'am, we must unite a sufficient number of knights to defeat the berserkers of Scalins." Ryan said to the fairy in the lake.

"I know, I have entrusted a dream to Jules, the commander of the Holy Grail Knights, asking him to lead a team of Holy Grail Knights and at the same time call for reinforcements to support Leona Sai, and urge Dalhaide to organize an army to deal with the Horde of Scarlins." In the lake. The fairy nodded, and she pointed to Kurona, the capital of the Knight Kingdom, where the Holy Grail Knight Commander Jules was stationed.

Courona is indeed much closer to the Principality of Lyonnaise. Ryan has no opinion on this. In fact, he lacks an excuse to intervene in this matter. The war in the north is a matter of the Duke of Leonnasay. If the king does not order, or Lane could not intervene in this matter without Dalhaide calling for help.

"Lian, you don't need to be dispatched for the time being in the north." The fairy in the lake thought for a while, but still shook her head.

Ryan was her chosen champion, and the Fairy of the Lake couldn't depend on him for everything.

"I see."

"But get ready and mobilize your territory, my champion, I have a hunch." The fairy in the lake suddenly said with uncertainty: "Maybe... this invasion doesn't look normal, Yule Si is the commander of the Holy Grail Knight, and he is also a strong man with superb swordsmanship comparable to Ludwig, the flag officer of the empire, so he should be able to solve the problem."

"But if Ules can't solve the problem, my champion, I need you at that time." The fairy in the lake turned her head and said to Morgiana: "Mogiana, send a message to Annala, let her follow Ule act together."

"Yes!" Morgiana led the lake fairy towards the third floor, while Ryan stayed on the fourth floor and looked at the map.

The Fairy of the Lake followed Morgiana downstairs.

In the process of descending the stairs, the fairy of the lake said casually: "You seem to be having a very good time these days, Morgiana."

There was an indescribable strange taste in the tone of the fairy in the lake.

At the same time, her gaze was fixed on Morgiana's lower abdomen.

Morgiana blushed and couldn't lift her head: "I...my lady..."

"A lot will happen today, let Ryan go."

"Yes Yes."

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