Chapter 241: Shadow Returns

In the north of Albion Island, the Lead Castle has become the palace of the Demon Prince.

In the distant past, Tzeentch deprived Be'lak of his power and sealed the power of the "Grand Unifier" in the "Crown of Domination", turning Be'lak into a weak and powerless shadow.

The former favorites of Chaos have become the crowned ones, and the anointing of each "Everchosen" is a playful insult to Bilak.

The First Ascender would certainly not allow himself to be punished by the Dark Gods, and he never gave up struggling.

It witnessed the death of the first "Eternal Chosen" Mokai under Sigmar's hammer. It once tried to steal the crown at the coronation ceremony of "Man of Glory" Calderon. It secretly put countless obstacles in the way of successive "Eternal Chosen".

Obviously, it never regained its power.

If Bilak wants to rebuild his demonic body, he needs tremendous energy. The "Crown of Domination" is the best choice, but not the only way.

The "Fat Rat" Sfeko knelt obsequiously before the throne, narrating in a cunning voice the success of the war on the front line.

They have occupied half of Albion, and the army has reached the north side of Stonehenge.

The resistance of the Orbian people was fierce, and the magic masters who controlled the wind of beasts even irreversibly transformed themselves into dragons.

When Sfeko found that five old human men had transformed into unruly dragons, he was almost frightened, but fortunately its owner possessed even more terrifying power.

A foolish, bloodthirsty demon on the road to unification came to Albion from the chaotic wasteland in the far north.

Although it is only "Unbound Fury", a member of Khorne's Eighth Legion, it is deadly enough to the Mortal Realms.

Sfeko still remembers the first dragon that fell. It was torn into three pieces by the bloodthirsty demon and its dragon blood fell like rain.

Such a powerful bloodthirsty demon is just a servant of the great master Sfeko.

In the central part of Obion Island, deep in the forest, stands the largest and most central Ogham Stonehenge.

On the north side of Stonehenge, the once primeval forest has been transformed into a swamp by magic. Mist lingers in the forest, providing cover for the monsters awakened by the Truthsayer.

The huge Orbion giant threw huge rocks to the north. The whistling stones could crush a large number of ratmen without aiming, but the gap left by the rat tide was quickly filled. Tens of thousands of Skaven were enough to fill the swamp with corpses.

Unlike the small-scale wars fought by humans, whenever the Skaven dispatched their troops, they would be faced with an endless sea of ​​rats. The number of lives in the underground empire was pale and powerless.

Even the strongest warrior, how many Skaven could he kill in a day? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? Even the Skaven clans themselves could not count the number of slave rats. If the battlefield was close to the clan, each larger clan could mobilize nearly 100 million Skaven soldiers, and there was a steady stream of newborns as reserve forces.

Aside from the Battle of Lustria, no battle had ever completely wiped out the Rat Tide, only self-destruction.

South of the battlefield, the fertile soil around Stonehenge no longer grows crops, but is replaced by bloodthirsty plants.

The Truthsayer commands the magical energy that abounds at the Ogham Stone, providing the "gift of life" to warriors on the northern front.

As long as there is still a breath left, powerful ancient magic can save the wounded.

In the sky further north, the old elders have transformed into monsters, using their lives to delay the advance of the bloodthirsty demon.

The steady middle-aged wizard had fought hard to break out of Albion a month ago and was looking for reinforcements from the outside world.

Now, the voice echoing in the warriors' minds was immature and weak, but fortunately the Truthsayer apprentice was also a strong spellcaster.

The apprentices continuously used the "Voice of Command", creating terrifying thunder-like sounds in the ears of the enemy, causing the already timid ratmen to partially collapse. The ratmen who retreated out of fear bumped into their charging comrades, making the advancement of the rat tide extremely difficult.

Inside the Stonehenge, apprentices' prayers to the "God of Hunting and Battle" continued, blessings of courage fell on the bloody Albion warriors of the north, and the surge in strength and skills allowed the warriors to barely maintain the front line.

They could have held on until exhaustion, but the battlefield is always changing rapidly.

In the swamp where the two armies were fighting, another mysterious green smoke suddenly rose.

Evil screams filled the air, and both the enemy and our fighters disappeared into the blue.

Witnessing this "fog of death", the Truth Sayer apprentices felt cold hands and feet, and fear and hesitation captured their hearts.

A few brave men broke free of their fear and cracked the legendary "Death Mist", but how could apprentices fight against the former truth-sayers? The giants beside the Ogham Stones no longer threw rocks and broken trees, and new orders echoed in their simple minds, requiring them to destroy the Ogham Stonehenge.

But the apprentice's orders also appeared at the same time, requiring the giants to protect the Ogham Stone until the last moment.

The Orbion Giants were stunned by the two contradictory commands, not knowing whether to protect or destroy. The Truthsayer who fell into darkness almost caused the giants to mutiny.

Some figures covered in black cloaks appeared at the end of the northern mist. They used red or gray cloth to cover their faces that were distorted into beasts.

But several pairs of ferocious horns exposed their true nature.

Chaos has long since changed the wise men of the past. Bilakor's shadow messenger has raised the Staff of Darkness and shows no mercy to his former compatriots.

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The evil magic created deep fear in front of the Truthsayer's apprentice. The Shadowbringer simply took out his finger bone and released a deadly ray of pure darkness.

The bodies of sick and dead babies were thrown into the swamp, and a curse fell on the battlefield, turning the bodies into zombies, giving all their worth to the Lord of Shadows.

The morbid laughter disappeared into the mist, and the Shadowbringer had already seen the victory before his eyes.

The harsh curses and hateful complaints from the south shattered the shadowbringer's fantasy.

The remaining truth-teller apprentices did not hesitate to use the environment to arrange beast skulls and fresh animal skins, and used their own lives as sacrifices to summon the "beast element incarnation".

Fresh lives shed blood, and giant forked antlers emerged in the blood-stained fog in the south.

A ball of fire burned and danced under the antlers.

The hide failed to cover the monster's internal organs. The giant beast's flaming heart was beating strangely, and its bloodthirsty roar could be heard throughout the battlefield.

The rat tide collapsed in an instant. The unnatural fear and bone-chilling cold crushed the will of the Skaven army.

The terrifying half-human, half-beast magical creature ate up the summoner as soon as it appeared. Its long scarlet tongue stretched out to the north, where the hunting target designated by the summoner was.

Magical rays and demonic flames fell on the location of the beast elemental incarnation, but the evil beast of the "God of Wilderness" Tal disappeared in the blink of an eye. The attack of the Shadow Messenger fell into the empty mud, and the pure black flames spread aimlessly in the mud.

A few screams came from other directions of the fog, and the swaying shadows of the trees in the fog looked like terrifying ghosts.

The low roars, like those of a deer or a wolf, spread from south to north, spreading death and panic. The entire fog became a hunting ground for the incarnations of wild elementals.

Even behind the Shadowbringer, in the northern sky, the struggle between the bloodthirsty and the dragons could not bring such fear to the Fallen.

(End of this chapter)