Chapter 280 The Last Light (8)

Wet blood covered Lynch's body, and the numb slaughter continued for an unknown length of time, but looking around, the number of Chaos Warriors was not decreasing at all.

He had noticed a slight change in the temperature, and it seemed that he had broken out of the frozen soil of the troll country and reached the edge of civilization that was barely habitable.

Lynch only hoped that the number of Chaos Warriors pouring into Kislev would not be so exaggerated. A Chaos army of this size would leave nothing behind when crossing the border. Before Lynch beheaded the warlord and disintegrated the Chaos Storm, the human kingdom would probably collapse.

The lizard man was like a chariot, ramming straight into the Chaos warriors blocking the way. The silver-gray scepter danced in a dull manner, cutting out deadly blood flowers.

From time to time, Chaos warriors were bitten to death. Lynch allowed the metal residue to cut the esophagus in his body and replenished energy by eating regardless.

Another meteorite streaked across the sky and gradually approached the ground. The strong hot wind did not affect the battle on the ground. Even if all the soldiers noticed the meteorite, no one chose to avoid it.

The collision happened at the end of Lynch's sight. He only saw the fallen Chaos Warriors in front of him. After his hearing was temporarily deafened and then recovered in the blink of an eye, Lynch didn't even hear the screams.

The Chaos Warriors who were not in the impact area rolled over and got up again. The fanatical warriors only responded to the call of "Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God" and pounced on the two uninvited guests one after another.

They are always like this, the Chaos Warriors are as hungry for battle and as fearless of death as Thoros.

From north to south the roar of war is carried by word of mouth by the warriors of Chaos.

In less than ten minutes, almost all the looters heading south knew the good news.

There are two uninvited champions looking for a challenge, and there's even a demon among them, none other than the legendary U'zul the Skulltaker.

Every warrior who has the confidence to challenge a powerful enemy chooses to go back north. If he can kill Uzul or another champion who is as good as him, the Blood God will definitely send down the most generous divine favor.

This is what mortals like them pursue as they embark on the path to advancement. Divine grace is everything.

At the end of the road to ascension, the demon princes and chaos gods are waving to all brave men. Compared with the immortal gods, what is the point of plundering a mortal kingdom?

"I am Freir! The destroyer of Hel City, the Bloody Slayer!"

A larger-looking Chaos Warrior roared and rushed towards Lynch. The Lizard Man raised his eyes and glanced at him. The scepter in his hand was cut off without stopping. The body of another Chaos Warrior in front of him, he took advantage of the advancement. With the momentum, he slashed the roaring Chaos Warrior with his staff.

The scepter split the "Scarlet Slayer" in half from the shoulder cleanly. Except for his louder voice, he seemed to be no different from other Chaos Warriors.

Another ambitious champion killed his companion who was blocking the way, approached the lizard man, and also gave him a name that was unknown whether it was true or false.

"I am the chief plunderer, the scourge of Nordland! Emperor."

He failed to finish reciting the long title, because Lynch was in a hurry to go south, and all chaotic creatures that dared to stand in front of him had to be dealt with as soon as possible. The "Chief Predator" also failed to receive the next stick.

More Chaos Champions swarmed in, and all kinds of random titles came to Lynch's ears in turn. In the end, he couldn't even tell whether the one who died under the scepter was the "Mammoth Killer" or the "Giant's Calamity".

They didn't matter. Whether he was the "Nightmare of the Frost Demon Dragon Cromidika" or the "Siren Slayer", it could not slow down Lynch's pace southward at all.

Gradually, more and more Chosen Ones challenged Lynch, and their appearance became more and more dense. In the end, the Chaos Warriors were even completely invisible.

The Chaos Warriors were reduced to spectators in the outermost circle of the battle.

Lynch can no longer break through the crowd, because the Chosen are also mixed with outstanding champions.

If they were fighting alone, Lynch could kill them as easily as he could chop down an elephant, but the Norscans had a different understanding of duel, so Lynch had been challenging a group of them alone.

The battle axes and halberds coming from all directions made it difficult for the lizards to guard against them. Fortunately, they were not much heavier than the Chaos Warriors, which prevented Lynch from being stopped directly in the sea of ​​people.

Lynch paid close attention to Uzul's position with vigilance. When he was sure that the Skull Snatcher would not catch up in a short time, he gave up his defensive stance and concentrated on leaping towards the south.

The battle axes of the Chosen Ones fell on Lynch one after another. Their small bodies contained amazing power. Even though Lynch was prepared, his balance was still affected by the huge force coming from all sides.

Compared with balance, Lynch's cracked scales and bleeding blood were less important.

The wounds that could not kill him immediately would heal quickly, but once he lost his balance in the crowd, it would not be that easy to stand up again.

The intensive knocking made Lynch hit the weapons of several chosen ones even when he swung his staff, and even turning around seemed difficult.

Lynch hurriedly poured the acid forward and rolled suddenly towards the empty space cleared by the acid. It only took a moment to regain his center of gravity.

He took advantage of the Chosen Ones before they had time to encircle them again, and used his powerful force to knock away the warriors coming from the south, and waved his scepter to clear the way south.

However, there were too many Chosen Ones, and before they could reach a few miles, Lynch was surrounded again. In order to prevent another stalemate, he had to activate the arc of light of Kotago's scepter to break through.

But the energy of the scepter is limited. It has not been exposed to the light of the sun for too long, and it is not an option to continue like this.

When another burst of meteorites summoned by Teclis failed to cause effective damage, the squandered heavenly wind could no longer provide help to mortals.

This does not mean that the Archmage does not have other ways to influence the battle. He knows all the spells in the White Tower. This terrible reserve of knowledge is the source of his arrogance.

Even the ancient magic toads would recognize his expertise in magic.

As long as the wind of magic does not dry up, he will always have a way to turn defeat into victory.

And now, he is in the storm of chaos - chaos is the source of magic.

No mage is willing to frequently cast magic that is too powerful. All mages who have not surrendered to Chaos are trying their best to eliminate the influence of Chaos magic on the world.

But now Teclis had to over-cast spells. When he first learned magic, he would be proud of this power, but now he only feels heavy.

Because his spellcasting means that the Chaos Demon Realm is one step closer to the mortal world. If Lynch were here, he might be executed directly the moment he chanted the spell that contained terrifying power.

The ant-like chaotic swarm on the ground was still rushing towards the two champions without fear of death. No one paid attention to the faint echo between heaven and earth.

The earth was crying, and by the time the creatures it carried noticed this terrible phenomenon, it was too late.

The shaking ground provided Lynch with assistance. He was more agile than the Chaos Warriors. When the earth cracked, Lynch reacted first and jumped on the cracked ground in the Broken Land.