Chapter 371 The Long Night (12)

Khalid Shield of the Mountains and his companions fought off waves of undead in the town of Eshen. The fighting and killing should have continued until the dwarf warriors died of exhaustion one after another.

A sudden Chaos warband disrupted everything. Whether they were undead or dwarves, they were all chosen as sacrifices by the northern barbarians.

"Skull Sacrifice Seat!"

The leader of the Chaos Champion seemed to be looking for something. His increasingly impatient eyes told all witnesses an unpleasant fact - even if there was no target he was looking for here, the champion warrior would still level this place. small town.

Clearly, even if the dwarves shared their goals, an alliance would be impossible.

Skarr Bloodfury waved the double axes connected by brass chains, and in an instant it became a storm woven of blood and death.

Even if he is beaten into a sieve with a musket by the vampire's human servants, he can still carry out the slaughter.

It is not blood that flows from the champion's body, but hot lava. He always takes the most direct route to his next victim, followed closely by the Furies and Skullreapers of the Skalamul tribe.

Carstein, who was guarding this fortress, was split into rotten brains by the Khorne champion with an axe. The remaining humans and dwarves had to form a short-lived alliance to jointly fight against the Chaos warriors who wanted to massacre the city.

The almost beastly roar struck fear into the minds of the survivors again and again. The death of their companions could not awaken the bloodthirsty and brutal Norscans. All the northerners looked forward to the coming dark glory.

The Blood God is calling for blood, and He doesn't care where the blood comes from.

Pain has lost its meaning on the warriors of Khorne, only motivating them to use more brutal slaughter to attract the attention of the Blood God.

Blood splashed freely in the air, and the Chaos warriors who continued to bleed and charged furiously allowed the dwarves to confirm their identities - crazy berserkers.

Maybe as long as they persist for a while, these berserkers will die.

Lynch passed over the broken land and climbed over the low hills. The irrational vampire tightly entangled the cold-blooded species. The two warriors spread blood and minced meat on every inch of soil on the road.

The sharp senses allowed the lizard man to capture another oppressive darkness. Some ferocious and inhuman beings arrived in Sylvania. Lynch did not know their names and could not even grasp their shapes. He could only judge The extra dark beings that emerge from Sylvania are all powerful enough to despise mortals.

They are as far away as the stars and deeper than the abyss.

The most powerful figures among them have not yet crossed the curtain, but even across the dividing line between reality and nothingness, Lynch can feel the bloody smell rushing towards his face, and the power behind it that can make the world tremble.

Decisively, the lizard man suddenly changed his direction. He might be able to use these individuals to get rid of difficult enemies and achieve his goals at the same time.

Thunder and neighing approached Eshen, and the already restless night wind also became violent.

The biting cold wind carried the unknown sounds of fighting, and the earth-shattering collisions shook the entire surface, bringing the appalling fight to the sight of the soldiers in Eshen City.

The boiling blood cooled in the dwarf's body, and the unyielding fighting spirit also wavered unbearably. The two monsters in the flying sand and rocks were enough to scare away the bravest mortals, because they were not existences that mortals should face.

Under the incredible attention of the dwarves and humans, the Khorne champion turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the fighting parties who looked like gods.

It was almost natural that as soon as he entered that legendary battlefield, he was torn to pieces by attacks from both sides. However, one of the glowing figures ran away for some reason at the next moment, and even forcibly killed him for it. The sharp claws of another being allowed the body to be violently torn open.

The sudden changes in the celestial phenomena revealed to the mortals the horror that was about to come, and the already gloomy world became even darker. The sullen thunder rolled across the sky, shattering the boundary between Isil and reality.

A dim flame cracked the ground and spread in all directions along the broken land.

The bloody hurricane swept through Sylvania in an instant. The strong wind, sharper than a battle ax, easily cut through the rocks and city walls, passing over the heads of the dwarves, shattering the entire Eshen in an instant. , and this is just the aftermath.

Splinters and boulders rose into the sky, covering the place where the champion died, trapping the Lord of Streig before he could escape in time.

Blood mist enveloped the body of the deceased, and Usoran watched helplessly as the broken bones of the Khorne champion returned to their original state in the blink of an eye, and the broken muscles returned to health at an incredible speed.

The vision disappeared only when the glaring warrior stood up again.

There was no reason in his eyes, only bloodthirsty desire.

The choking sulfur spread with the champion's breath, and the demon's battle ax shook with bloody flames. Only then did the vampire react - it seemed to have been framed.

The sound of fierce fighting echoed behind Lynch, and it didn't take long for calm to return.

As expected, after a few breaths, the sound of fighting reappeared.

In the lizard man's perception, the demonic champion was fighting Usoran with death and endless resurrection. The vampire could not catch up because the unfortunate man had despised the minions of Chaos.

Moreover, the Strygl vampire, who was also inspired to be ferocious, was no more rational than the Chaos Warriors.

A burly demon that could make warriors turn pale blocked the way for the Imperial army to retreat. Of course Vlad could not stop the Imperial army that was determined to break out, but Skarbrand and countless vampires following it could.

The head of Carstein's family did not add insult to injury, he just stood aside and was even willing to lend a helping hand to the emperor of the empire, but only if the current emperor of the empire was willing to vote for Vlad in the next election, which was obviously impossible. matter.

But this did not prevent Vlad from waiting for the opportunity. Human beings always need help. Emperor Magnus does not need the help of vampires. Ordinary humans do not have the power of Magnus.

The Emperor's stubbornness would only lead to the death of more people who should not have been sacrificed. With just a simple nod from him, Vlad would immediately switch sides.

The "Grand Chanter" does not think that the vampire's ridiculous proposal is something worth thinking about. Every priest of Sigmar works hard to spread the teachings of Sigmar among the crowd, which definitely does not include cooperation with vampires.

Descendants of Sigmar have never been afraid of sacrifice, and Kessler got his wish and waited for the Emperor's decision - to fight to the death.

The loyal people responded to the emperor's call, and even the hired free people had no intention of living with the vampires.

The vampire's bewitching voice failed to have any effect, and the smile disappeared from the face of the aloof count.