Carry the Ring of Elden with you

Emotionally, it thought that the golden light just now was the influence of the soul of the ancestors.The corner of Roland's mouth twitched, and Melina smiled faintly when she saw Roland's appearance.Ecosela was somewhat dissatisfied and wanted to correct its statement.

Roland coughed lightly and said: "Chief Jonson Bloodhoof, this is just one of the normal effects of Golden Blessing, so that your people will not be so surprised. As for the other functions of Golden Blessing, wait until you enter. When you are in Moen City, you can go to the school and there will be specialized personnel to explain it to you."

The young tauren warrior looked at Roland this time. His eyes immediately became wary, and he asked in a loud voice: "Great Chief, who is this skinny bamboo human?"

"Presumptuous!" Ikosela finally couldn't help it, raised the shield and knight's sword in his hand and shouted.

Jonson Bloodhoof slapped the young tauren warrior hard on the head, his eyes widened: "He is Lord Roland, the current lord of the Golden Dynasty. If he hadn't accepted us, those compatriots you mentioned would never have been accepted. Heal well. Speak well and apologize to him quickly."

The young tauren warrior's eyes widened in confusion and turned into golden bull's eyes.Although it didn't know why the great chief was so angry, as the smartest person in the clan, what the great chief said must be right.

So the young tauren warrior gave up thinking and apologized obediently to Roland: "The chief asked me to say sorry, so I will say sorry to you, human."

Why does your apology sound so harsh?Roland complained in his heart, but he knew that orcs can be so stupid sometimes, so he didn't take it to heart.

The few people didn't wait long at the entrance of the camp and quickly walked in.

The tauren camp is a bit dirty and smells bad, just like the streets of the ancient city before.

Roland even saw their excrement everywhere not far from his tent.It's no wonder they get sick, because they usually don't pay attention to hygiene at all.

After this long journey, there were still so many tauren who were not infected with the disease. Roland felt that their resistance was really strong.

On the way into the camp, Roland saw many tauren greeting Jonson Bloodhoof, and when they looked at Roland, they also showed the same vigilant eyes as the young warrior before.

Some tauren who were obviously underage even took out their animal bone clubs to drive Roland out, but Jonson Bloodhoof stopped them with wide eyes.

"Great Chief! Is the Golden Dynasty willing to accept our clan?" This is a warrior who is worried about the fate of his clan.

"Great Chief, my daughter-in-law has recovered from her illness! I just saw the soul of my ancestors. It must be your help!" This is a happy warrior.

"Great Chief! I'm hungry, and so are my brothers and sisters. But I can bear it a little longer. Can you give my brothers and sisters something to eat first?" This is a warrior who has not yet grown up.

But every tauren of the Bloodhoof clan spoke very forcefully, without any of the feeling of weakness before.

"You go and inform everyone, gather all the compatriots, I want to announce something." Jonson Bloodhoof said to several tauren warriors who followed behind him cautiously.

Roland observed these tauren warriors curiously. This was the true meaning of coming to this world to see non-human intelligent creatures. In the past, he had only learned about them in books, but had never seen them with his own eyes.

He found that their clothes were somewhat similar to those of the ancestors, and they all used unknown beast skins as their clothes.The weapons are mostly made of stone pillars and large bone clubs, with shaman's spells and the horn totem of the Bloodhoof clan on them.

"Okay, War Chief!" The tauren warriors looked at Roland, Melina and Ikosela. They wanted to say something but hesitated. However, they finally retreated to gather their companions under the order of the War Chief. .

The two ancestral spirit people are much more popular than the three Roland people. I don't know why the tauren have a natural affinity for the ancestral spirit people.

They were already getting acquainted with the surrounding tauren, making time and humming songs in the name of the ancestors. Their bodies exuded light blue soul energy, and the tauren watching could not help but nod along with the beats.

"Lord Roland." Jonson Bloodhoof's voice drew Roland's attention back: "Later, you may need to send a human warrior to confront the most powerful warrior in our clan."

Roland raised his eyebrows and motioned for Jonson Bloodhoof to continue.

"My orders alone cannot make the compatriots of the clan completely convinced and submit. I am worried that some impulsive warriors in the clan will do something stupid, so I chose our orc method to completely solve this hidden danger." Jonson Blood Hooves explained: "Defeat the strongest clan warrior and gain the highest honor of the Bloodhoof clan. I can feel the power of the two human women behind you. Even I am not their opponent. So this battle is for others. The fellow clan members will see this, letting them know that the warriors of the Golden Dynasty are far more powerful than themselves."

Chapter 47: The Duel of Angelomar

Bloodhoof clan camp, temporary square.

More and more tauren warriors gathered here, blocking the cleared space with water.

They looked at the three humans next to their trusted chief with alert and uneasy eyes, and then looked at the two ancestral spirit people standing quietly on the other side with curious eyes.

"Warchief, all the warriors in the tribe who are still able to move are here." The young tauren warrior came to Jonson Bloodhoof's side, white air puffing out from his nose.

Jonson Bloodhoof nodded slightly. He easily lifted the stone pillar totem he had taken over his head. Using all his strong muscles, he aimed the tip and slammed it down.

The totem was firmly planted on the hard loess, and the light yellow ether was inspired from the totem, sending out a gentle rhythm to the surroundings. The souls of the ancestors emerged from the shadow of the golden tree, lowering their heads to look at the camp of the Bloodhoof clan.

"Brave warriors, I, Jonson Bloodhoof, the warchief of the clan, want to announce something to you." Jon Bloodhoof's loud voice spread throughout the square, and the tauren warriors heard their warchief's words. He immediately fell silent after his words, waiting for what he would say next.

"I think you all noticed the golden divine gift that you just bathed in." Jonson Bloodhoof said loudly: "And you should also feel that your bodies have undergone good changes. Your bodies have become stronger. , the hair becomes more shiny, and even diseases are far away from you. Do you want to know what all this is for?"

"All this is because Lord Roland of the Golden Dynasty agreed to accept our Bloodhoof clan after I swore an oath with the soul of my ancestors. Not only that, he also generously sent down the divine gift. Those golden lights are for the people of the Golden Dynasty. The shelter you have!”

"But I know that you are still wary of humans. After all, we have had many outstanding warriors over the years. Your fathers, sons, and brothers have all been tricked by humans who had no sense of honor. Lord Roland also understands that we He felt vigilant, so he decided to respect our customs and send a warrior from the Golden Dynasty to have a sacred [Anglomar Duel] with our warriors from the Bloodhoof clan! If the warriors from the Golden Dynasty win, then you We can no longer have any complaints about joining the Golden Dynasty. We should treat the humans of the Golden Dynasty as close as we treat our own people!"

"Okay! Duel of Angelomar! Duel of Angelomar!" Hearing Jonson Bloodhoof say this word, the surrounding tauren warriors roared with excitement, and the whole camp seemed to boil.

When the tauren warriors made enthusiastic cheers, Jonson Bloodhoof lowered his head to Roland and explained: "The [Angelomar Duel] is one of the most noble fighting rituals of us orcs, second only to the duel." The Tribal Chief's [Grauma Duel]. The victorious warrior can be said to have a status second only to the Great Chief, and the warriors in the tribe will respect and obey this victorious warrior."

Roland nodded to show that he knew, and then asked: "Then what if the people of the Golden Dynasty lose, what should your clan do? If they don't really join the Golden Dynasty, I can take back the blessing."

Jonson said in a loud voice: "I believe that Lord Roland, your warriors will be able to win. Even if you cannot win, I will transfer the position of the great chief to others, and then select the 500 most elite warriors in the clan to lead They will follow you until we all die in battle. As for the other tribesmen, I implore you to give them enough food and grass, as if they were exchanged for the lives of those 500 warriors, and then take back the blessings on them and let them return to the northern prairie. "

Although Roland did not feel that there was a possibility of failure on his side, judging from this hypothetical answer, Jonson Bloodhoof was indeed sincere enough.

"Ikosela, I leave the battle with the Bloodhoof clan to you." Roland turned back and said to Knight Rodel behind him.

Ikosela took a step forward, the golden shield in her hand collided lightly with the knight's sword, making a crisp sound, and said with great momentum: "Yes! I will definitely bring victory to you!"

"Um... I also ask this knight, please be gentler on the warriors of the Bloodhoof clan. After all, they will be subordinates serving alongside Lord Roland from now on." Jonson Bloodhoof felt the boiling blood in Ikosela's body. With overwhelming fighting spirit, I couldn't help but express my condolences to the Tauren warriors who were about to go into battle.

Ikosela comforted him: "Don't worry, Lord Jonson Bloodhoof. Rodel's knights are famous for their protection and strong shields, but they are not very good at attacking."

After Roland heard this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Ikosela.

Although he couldn't see the female knight's face clearly under the helmet, Roland could feel that Ikosela was deliberately showing weakness.

Knight Rodel is indeed, as Ikosela said, known for being impregnable and better at defense. Just like what the big tree guard taught, the first thing to pick up when encountering an enemy should be a shield.

But this does not mean that the aggressiveness of the Rodel knights is weak. Their skilled ancient dragon thunder and lightning prayers combined with their own skills were able to protect the royal city in the Rodel defense battle.

As for Ikosela, of course she meant it.

The whispers of the tauren on her and others along the way were all heard by her with her excellent hearing. Their nonsense about Lord Roland had already filled the heart of this Rodel knight with anger.

Now that he could openly beat these tauren who were disrespectful to Roland, Ikosela was of course filled with joy, and even began to pretend to be weak to lower the opponent's vigilance.

"Then let me first thank you for your mercy, young man of the clan." Jonson Bloodhoof felt relieved.

Soon, a tauren warrior who was stronger than the other tauren and only slightly shorter than the warchief Jonson Bloodhoof came to the temporarily designated duel circle.

His eyes were also full of boiling battle. He was wearing gray leather armor made of metal and leather, holding a thick granite totem in his hand, and looked at Ikosela on the other side of the duel circle.

"My name is Ern Bloodhoof, the warrior in the clan second only to the warchief! According to your human strength level, I should be between epic and legendary. Tell me your name, human knight!" Ern ·Bloodhoof placed the granite totem on the ground, moved his body, and a burst of sound erupted from his body.It looked at Ikosela with a little contempt in its eyes.

Ikosela solemnly made a royal knight's salute to Ern Bloodhoof, and politely replied: "I am Lord Roland's bodyguard, Rodel's knight, Ikosela! In terms of strength, I should be the same as you. .”

Roland rolled his eyes inwardly, feeling that Ikosela's acting could be worse.

"Woman?" After hearing Ikosela's voice, Owen's inner vigilance dropped again.

If the human woman opposite her was dressed like a human spellcaster, Ooun would be more alert to deal with it, because human spells really have too many things that can limit their performance.

But facing human melee units, even the heavily armed knight in front of him, Owen has never seen any knight who can survive more than one move under the attack of its totem.Not to mention that the knight in front of him was a female knight, probably similar to the maids it had seen deliberately dressing up like knights next to the lords of other human kings.Those maid knights may have some strength, but their true colors will be revealed when faced with warriors who have truly experienced life and death combat.

"Of course, what? Because I am a woman, do you want to be merciful?" Ikosela raised the knight's sword with one hand and pointed it at Ern Bloodhoof: "Our Golden Dynasty is still on par with you orcs to a certain extent. It’s quite similar, that is, we believe in ‘strength is king’. Don’t underestimate me, otherwise when my shield hits you on the head, don’t cry in front of your compatriots.”

Ouen grinned and laughed ferociously: "Okay, let me try to see if your shield is as hard as your mouth."

Then it looked at the war chief and asked, "War chief, can we start?"

"Start quickly. If you don't go back, I'm afraid government affairs will pile up again, and Kenneth Hyde will come to me to complain again." Roland urged Jon Bloodhoof with a wry smile. He didn't expect that he was just visiting the Bloodhoof clan. The atmosphere in the camp is actually a duel with the warriors of their clan.

Jonson Bloodhoof nodded and shouted loudly: "[The Duel of Angelomar] begins! Cheer for our warriors and the opponent's challengers!"

"Oen! Oun! Oun!" The surrounding tauren warriors were all cheering for Oun Bloodhoof. They did not think that the short human knight in front of them could defeat the second most powerful warrior of their Bloodhoof clan.

"Moo——!" Owen was the first to attack. He pressed his hand on the granite totem inserted into the ground. The light yellow ether emitted from its body resonated with the totem, making its figure taller again.

"This is a witchcraft that we orcs often use when fighting. By combining it with the power of the totem of our faith, we can improve our body's reaction speed, defense and physical strength." Jonson Bloodhoof returned to Roland at this time and asked he explained.

Roland's mouth twitched when he heard Jonson Bloodhoof's explanation.This kind of battle scene with someone specifically narrating it made him think that he was in a world of some boy's passionate comics.

Of course, it’s also possible that in JOJO’s world view, Jon Bloodhoof listens to commentary like Spitwagen.

Then Ern easily pulled out the heavy granite totem from the ground, stepped on the thick orc calf legs, and rushed towards Ikosela like a siege shell.

Facing Ern who was coming towards her again like a chariot, Ikosela raised the knight's sword with both hands. The golden dragon thunder covered the weapon in her hand, and the thunder and lightning hit Ern Xue at a faster speed. hoof.

The golden dragon thunder released by Ikosela didn't look scary. In other people's eyes, it even looked like the thunder and lightning would be smashed into pieces by Owen's huge body.

Owen didn't think there was anything strange about his opponent using magic. He even felt that there wasn't much ether in the dragon thunder.So Ern Bloodhoof planned to use his blessed leather armor to resist the lightning strike, and then take advantage of the opponent's back-swinging to send the heavily armored knight flying out of the duel circle.

In any case, the Golden Dynasty has helped the Bloodhoof clan a lot, and Ooun is not willing to attack too hard and cause the opponent's warriors to be seriously injured and die. This will be difficult for the war chief to explain.

Only the summoned ancestral spirit people looked at the golden dragon thunder released by Ikosela with serious expressions. The power of the ancient dragon contained in it made the two ancestral spirit people stand on end, and then they looked at Ouen. His eyes were a little pity.

Even when Ouen was already thinking about whether he should use a little force to directly knock Ikosela away, the golden dragon thunder hit Ouen's skin that was lingering with the power of the totem.

Ou En only felt numb and painful as if his body was being torn apart. There seemed to be a ferocious rock dragon roaring at him in his mind. His ears seemed to be bombarded at close range by a thunderstorm, causing some deafness and tinnitus.

Even Ikosela was stunned at this time. The speed of her lightning strike did not attack the opponent at full speed.In her opinion, Ouen's reaction and speed were completely able to avoid it. Who would have thought that this silly tauren could directly resist this ancient dragon thunder and lightning.

The charging figure of Ern Bloodhoof suddenly fell to the ground, and the granite totem in his hand was released, hitting the ground with a muffled sound.

Along with Ouen's charging figure, there were cheers from the surrounding tauren warriors of the Bloodhoof clan. They were also stunned, and their brains could not accept the fact that Ouen was struck down by an inconspicuous lightning strike.

"Ahem..." Ern Bloodhoof coughed a few times, and then slammed his rough palms to the ground to stand up again, roaring, causing the surrounding Bloodhoof warriors to cheer for him again.

"Are you okay?" Ikosela asked worriedly, even looking at Jonson Bloodhoof to see if he wanted to stop the duel.Ikosela wondered how it would be okay to eat the dragon thunder. She intended to teach these tauren a lesson, but she did not intend to take their lives.

Owen waved at Ikosela and said viciously: "It's just a lightning strike, it's nothing! The duel continues!"

Then Orn Bloodhoof picked up his granite totem again and ran towards Ixella.

Ikosela repeated her old trick, but this time the much more cautious Orn Bloodhoof dodged it.

Since she was dodged, Ikosela did not choose to move her body. She just raised the oval golden shield to respond to Owen's attack.

Hit you! !Orn Bloodhoof yelled in his heart.

Because its performance just now made it embarrassed in front of the group and made it lose its mind, so this time it directly used its full strength to swing the totem. Even if it was a huge rock in front of it, it had the confidence to directly hit it. smash.

The granite totem collided with the golden shield, making a deafening sound.

"Huh..." Ikosela exhaled a thick breath, waved his numb arms and held the golden shield to push Owen's burly body away.

Knight Rodel's feet did not move at all.

Chapter 48: The strength of Knight Rodel

Owen was pushed away by the huge force from the golden shield and staggered back a few steps.

However, Orn Bloodhoof was not as strong as Ikosela, but it was simply shocked by the opponent's unshakable figure after enduring his full blow, so there was nothing when it was pushed away. Resist.

Roland was not surprised. After all, the large shield amulet used in the game to increase defense strength was made in the image of Knight Rodel of the Royal City.

"My strength is pretty good. I can almost catch up with those heroes of the Golden Tree." Ikosela sincerely praised him, and then immediately added: "But if you want to break through my defense, you will need a few more years of training."

Orn Bloodhoof shook his head. The heavy blow just now made the attacker feel uncomfortable.

"Oen, come on!"

"Oen! That short human must be holding on! She won't be able to withstand another attack just now!"

"Come on! Brother Ouen!"

The cheering sounds of fellow Bloodhoof clan members around him brought Oun back to his senses. Its eyes hit Ikosela again, and it held its breath and concentrated on seizing the opponent's flaws.

In fact, this is exactly what Ikosela wants. The opponent no longer dares to attack her easily, so let her show off the offensive strength of the Rodel Knights and let these tauren close themselves up. mouth.

Ikosela stuck the golden shield upright on the ground, held the knight's sword in both hands and said: "If you want to wait for me to show my flaws before attacking, you are somewhat looking down on Knight Rodel, who is known for his defense. But I think If blind defense forces you to exhaust all your energy to win, I’m afraid you orcs will definitely feel frustrated given your character.”

Then she made a ready stance, pointed the sharp tip of the knight's sword at the tauren in front of her, which was several times bigger than her, and said harsh words: "So I will have a head-on fight with you next, and I will beat you until you see The warriors of the Golden Dynasty will think they are invincible."

After Orn Bloodhoof heard what Ikosela said, the orc who was easily angered showed an angry expression as expected, and spoke in poor human common language: "Humans, I see that you have helped the Bloodhoof clan. A great man cannot be a killer. But your words insult my character as a warrior. You are looking for death!"

"You talk so much nonsense, if you were truly grateful from the bottom of your heart for the blessings that have been bestowed upon you, this duel would not have happened." Ikosela said in a bad tone: "Lord Roland will not care about your powerlessness. , are willing to respect your customs, this does not mean that I, who serve Lord Roland, am not dissatisfied as well. As the king, he can be magnanimous. But as his knights, we cannot tolerate your disrespect to the king. Since you think this battle is If you are full of glory, then I will specially come to trample on your glory. Come on, let me see what you, the disrespectful person, are capable of."

"Moo——!" After listening to Ikosela's words, Ern Bloodhoof let out a manic howl. It widened its eyes, which were bloodshot with anger and turned red: "I will remove you from this iron skin. I'll tear them out, break your bones, and tear your body into pieces."

After saying that, it raised the granite totem in its hand and ran towards Ikosela at a faster speed.

"Oh oh oh oh! Ern Bloodhoof! Let the little ones know how powerful we are!" The surrounding tauren warriors began to encourage when they saw Ern Bloodhoof relaunching the attack.

Ikosela calmly watched the opponent charging towards him like a battering ram. Knight Rodel's golden armor was quickly covered with a layer of golden dragon thunder.

After the dragon thunder covered Ikosela's body, it quickly condensed into a rock-like ancient dragon head behind him, roared at Ern Bloodhoof, and then quickly disappeared.

The ancient dragon in the royal city believes in a high-level prayer - Dragon Thunder Blessing, which summons thunder and lightning to wrap around the executor himself, making the body easier to deflect attacks and improving resistance to all abnormal conditions.

Only those who are loved by the ancient dragon can have thunder and lightning wrapped around them.Even though she was deprived of her status as a Rodel knight, Icosela, who could still feel the dragon's thunder, was undoubtedly a knight loved by the ancient dragon.

Oun Bloodhoof saw the golden dragon thunder wrapped around Ikosela's body, and his bloodshot bull's eyes flashed with fear. The previous pain in his body made him calm down a little.