Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 675 Inheritance
Tigris intervened in the game for the first time, and his voice had a hint of sarcasm for the first time.
"In the championship versus finals system, if Aslay admits defeat when he is able to fight, he will give up the right to compete in the next individual competition."

"Who stipulated it?!" Aralos stood up suddenly and questioned this decision. He didn't know about this in the five-person meeting. Although admitting defeat is a sign of weakness, showing weakness does not mean weakness, but a sign of strength before resistance. An accumulation.

Imric, who was unhappy, also stood up and said, "I just stipulated it. Why, do you have any objections?"

"You are provoking Aslay's bottom line!"

Imrik sneered, not caring about the rules of the game, and walked down the steps of the chair.

Knowing that the Dragon Prince was going to be serious, people along the way took the initiative to move out of the way.

Imrik walked step by step to the arena and looked down at the excited Aslay, especially the group of woodland lords who thought highly of themselves.

The sword that symbolizes Prince Caledor is stuck vertically in the ground.
"I don't like to fight with words. Whether you go together or fight in wheels, I will accompany you to the end. If you are afraid of death, call the ancient tree people from the Ancestral Council of Athel Loren."

This sudden situation made Tigris blow the black whistle without any burden.
"Due to an unexpected situation during the game, the battle between the two players was put on hold. The game time will be notified after the referee team has completed discussions on the competition system."

The big white lizard didn't intend to die, but he had no choice but to leave obediently after being ordered. These elves actually dared to disobey the ancient saint's wishes. He was going to have a good talk with the elves Elvis about the next thing.

But unexpectedly, it was Edtelis who stepped forward and came to the arena in the same style as Imric.

He remained cold and arrogant, and his tone was exactly the same as everyone imagined the Dragon Prince to be.
"Aslay is not worthy of the Dragon Lord's action. He only allows me, Edtelis Hallandur, to temporarily replace the champion warrior Masno Jean and destroy all those who disobey for the Dragon Lord."

Seeing the two dragon princes who had known each other since childhood, Odd thought to himself that Caledor would never follow the rules. Even if the rules were made by them, they would change them if they didn't like it.

But this matter depends on the situation. How to use it to deal with Aslay, the more you look at it, the more fun it becomes.

Aude felt secretly happy, and even his waist was no longer so sore. He twisted his body and leaned against the seat, as if the rough wooden surface was extremely comfortable.

"Adtelis..." Imrik stared at him, but soon it turned into relief and he laughed suddenly.

"Okay, Elvis, present the flag of the fire dragon and the flag of the Hallandur family, and bring honor to your uncle. Tell them what the dragon prince Caledor is!"

"Yes."

Elvis, who returned to his original identity, was full of solemnity. Under the puzzled eyes of onlookers, he planted the fire dragon flag and the winding mountain dragon flag on the edge of the field.

He walked to the other side of the prince, drew out the obsidian sword behind him, pointed at the unusually commotion Aslay, and said coldly,

"Today, it will be up to me, Elvis Hallandur, and Edteris Hallandur to defend the name of the Dragon Lord!"

Magnus and Weitz next to him looked at each other. Sure enough, the Caledor and Sotek sects were members of the same family, and they could immediately point the finger at one party during a fight.

Imrik smiled cheerfully, without any intention of looking back, and seemed to have a high degree of confidence in his uncle and nephew.

Araros saw Imric leaving, and Lilith's whisper in his ear disappeared, twisting his shoulders unnaturally.

He has a very high self-esteem, and for Asrai, who expelled Morgul at a young age, repeatedly defeated the tricks of Dwarf in the northern gray mountains, and became the chosen champion of Ariel, it is undoubtedly the greatest shame to be looked down upon like this.Regarding his own position, he always believed that he was at least equal to Imric. Prince Caledor only relied on Minas Nir, the son of the legendary dragon, to become so outstanding. Without the dragon, the two of them would be on the same level.

He picked up the green leaf spear and oak shield, and stepped down from the position belonging to the Lord of Athel Loren. One of the most respected Eternal Guards also carried the flag of the Woodland Council and the battle flag of Tarsain, and walked in with the Woodland Lord. Arena.

When he returned to his seat, Assanil coughed twice at an inappropriate time, and so did Creon. Who wouldn't want to stand the family flag and the fire dragon flag on the same stage in the spotlight.

Imric glared at them. Don't act weird in a serious situation. Didn't you see that the uncle and nephew were ready to fight?

Seeing that it was Araros, Edtelis was still prepared to face the enemy, although he didn't know in detail what Asrai had done.

In his eyes, the young man next to him was still the same brat who used to cause trouble with his niece Althea in Windhowling City, causing a lot of trouble and asking his father to come forward to solve it.

Ed Tellis had just taken a step, but Elvis had already placed his sword in front of his uncle, turned around and said sincerely to his uncle,

"This time it's up to me."

Edtelis was just about to reprimand, you are just a child, you have no fighting experience.

But my eyes saw my nephew's face. There were more wounds and more determination. His eyes were no longer as cold as before. The determination came from the heart. The hollow eyes of the albino snake skull at the neck glowed red. Light seems to prove the symbol of its gift.

A blurry face suddenly appeared in my mind, and my eyes were moist for a moment. Elvis has grown up, brother...

The Dragon Prince stopped his action and chose to make an extremely shocking move. He raised his hands and took off the dragon-winged helmet, revealing his handsome face.

He raised the Dragon Wing Helmet in front of Elvis and said with some nostalgia,

"Put it on. This is your father's relic. My father and I always took this will as our own on the grounds that you can't bear this heavy responsibility. But now, you can."

Staring at the fiery red dragon-winged helmet, Elvis finally understood why his uncle had been reluctant to change it to gold paint.

He knew very little about his father. He only remembered that he died unfortunately when he was three years old. His mother then fell into depression and was unable to raise him, and his uncle was in an extremely crazy state because of the death of his wife.

There are only two people in the family, my grandfather and myself. I couldn't bear to see my grandfather who lacked parental care in his childhood, so he sent himself to the Adonis family to be raised by his aunt Althea...

"Understood, I will inherit his will and fight for the family and Caledor."

Elvis recovered the obsidian sword and asked his uncle to put the helmet on for him. He could not feel anything special from this item that he had never touched before.

But the feeling in his heart still reminds him, which symbolizes that he has taken over his father's will and is recognized by his family.

The young elf once again drew the obsidian sword. This time, he had more determination and will.

A slightly weird warrior appears in the arena. The forked snakes on the shoulder armor all indicate his identity as a follower of Sotek. Unknown ancient holy words linger throughout the armor, and the dragon-winged helmet makes the identity somewhat blurred. .

(End of this chapter)