The knight in the abyss

Chapter 568 The Stronger Divine Descendants

As soon as Lancelot's words fell, the ice cubes shattered one after another, and frost giants drilled out of them, there were as many as three or four hundred in number.These frost giants obviously didn't come to the Iron Ice Field from Stoddt's Gate, and most of them had been waiting here for a long time.They roared hatefully in unison, and hurled boulders and spears down below.

The army at the bottom of the valley fell into chaos in an instant. Although the people on the high ground could easily see the real number of ambushers, the party that was attacked had no time to make such a judgment.The only good thing is that, perhaps for the sake of courage, the ambushers made a lot of noise before launching the attack, which gave Georgard's army a little chance to react, allowing them to raise the large shield covered with animal skin in time. overhead.

However, the ambushers have a huge terrain advantage, their position is more than two hundred feet away from the bottom of the valley in the vertical direction, and no matter what the ambushers throw, they will have great destructive power under the action of gravity.

The hail-like attack quickly fell on the army at the bottom of the valley, causing a large number of casualties immediately.Even though the giant is extremely strong, a stone thrown from the sky can easily knock a shield-bearing giant to the ground, followed by a javelin to complete the fatal blow.Due to the terrain, it was difficult for the ambushed side to make an effective counterattack. Even if they could throw spears and throwing axes on the hillside, their power would be greatly reduced, and they would not be able to cause any substantial damage at all.

But at this time, it is time for magic to work.

There are many spellcasters among Georgard's followers. These frost mages who can manipulate ice created a large section of ice wall, forming a trench-like temporary barrier on one side of the team.The frost giants rushed to seek cover under the ice wall, but this is definitely not a long-term solution-magic creations will also be damaged under a powerful blow, although the frost mages are constantly repairing and creating more ice walls , but their ability to cast spells is limited, and it is impossible to do this all the time.

The only one capable of fighting back is the god-born brother Georgard.The embarrassment of his followers made him furious, and the anger helped him activate the power from his blood.Dazzling lightning appeared in the hands of the god-born, and quickly condensed into the shape of a javelin, which he violently threw towards the enemies on the hillside.

The lightning gun flew to the ambusher's head almost instantly, accompanied by a thunderous bang, and caused a violent explosion the moment it landed.The blown snowflakes were quickly blown away by the strong wind in the valley. When everyone took a closer look, they saw a huge pit with a radius of ten feet. The coke in the outline, as for the unlucky egg in the center of the explosion, there is not even a bit of slag left.

The descendant of God didn't stop to appreciate his victory at all. His anger made him like a ballista running at full speed, throwing lightning bolts one after another toward the hillside. It suppressed the ambusher's offensive.

It has to be said that Ge Georgard's performance of descending from the gods was extremely shocking, and the morale of those followers who were suppressed just now and couldn't hold their heads up suddenly boosted their morale.They rushed out from behind the ice wall one after another, cheering the name of Georgard, and charged towards the enemies on the hillside with very sparse attacks.

Under Lancelow's amazed eyes, the ambush came to an end far faster than he expected.Georgard didn't celebrate ahead of time this time, he fought until the last ambusher was killed, and then threw more than a dozen bolts of lightning at the place where the corpse disappeared, barely calming down the anger in his heart .

In the end the Godborn lost about a hundred followers, while the ambushers lost three times that number.There is no doubt that the outcome of the battle would have been completely different if it hadn't been for Georgard's performance in turning the tide.

"Why do I feel like that guy has become stronger?" Brutal stroked his beard, this rare behavior showed that he was thinking hard, "I haven't seen that kind of trick that shoots lightning from his hand before..."

"That's not an ordinary power." Aramir said, "Maybe I made a mistake, but that kind of lightning really looks like divine power, it's really weird..."

"Isn't he a descendant of a god?" Lancelot asked a little strangely, "It should be normal to be able to use divine power..."

"Of course not." The elf priest shook his head repeatedly. "The children of gods are just demigods. Although they already possess divinity, which means immortal bodies and powerful strength, they have no divine power and cannot bestow spells on others."

"Could that be the power that Solem lent him? Just like you can use the divine spell bestowed by Sune?"

"It's not like, you see, every time I cast a divine spell, I have to show my holy emblem and recite prayers, but just now when Georgard threw the lightning bolt, it was like... just like you released that green sword light, you Do you understand what I mean?" The elf priest shook his head again and said, "To use divine power, he must elevate his godhead and become a true god, and this requires enough mortal worshipers..."

Having said this, Aramir suddenly stopped, and his face became extremely exciting, because he realized that he seemed to have just told the truth.

"Before, I felt that the attitude of those frost giants towards Georgard was a bit... fanatical." Lancelow rubbed his chin, "And Georgard's ability to use divine power is the result of this kind of worship?"

"This is the most likely explanation." Aramir scratched his head, "I don't know exactly how many mortal worshipers are needed to obtain the so-called godhood, but it seems that the existing number is enough for him... to make him produce these changes. "

"I'm afraid Sorem won't like this change." Lancelot frowned, "After all, Sorem is the only god of frost giants, if Georgard finally defeats Kostchurch, then he will become Another...Kostchurch who took away the power of the frost giant's faith?"

"I don't know." Aramir spread his hands, "Some powerful gods are willing to hand over part of their clergy to their subordinate gods. Maybe Solem will agree to form this kind of relationship with Georgard? After all, Iron Ice Field is really good It is suitable for frost giants to live in, and as a true god, it is impossible for him to frequently visit the abyss to defend this level..."

Aramir's voice gradually trailed off, because he himself understood that this kind of rhetoric did not make sense.If he were Solem, he definitely hoped that the frost giants in the Iron Ice Field would also believe in him. If he had to tolerate another frost giant's worship object compared with giving up a territory in the abyss, of course he would choose without hesitation The latter, instead of creating a competitor for yourself.

"Now things are getting more interesting." Lancelot shook his head lightly. "I hope that at least until Koschurch escapes, Solem won't realize the threat his brother poses..."

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