From Lizardmen, I'll Charge Through the Middle Ages

What's it like to transmigrate to a world that will inevitably be destroyed?

Lin Qi said he didn't want to know.

Not only did he transmigrate to a world of despair, but he also ...

Chapter 248 Breaking the Limit

Chapter 248: Breaking the Limit

If the other party was not a demon, such an action would earn Lin Qi's admiration.

But he never discussed justice with the devil.

The bloodthirsty demon flew over with a strong wind. Lynch stood firmly on the top of the pyramid and raised his staff to meet the battle axe swung by the demon.

In an instant, only one sound remained between heaven and earth, like the echo of thousands of troops. The collision of great force created a shock wave, tearing apart the birds and dark clouds in the sky.

The terrifying force made Lynch's blood boil. He rolled sideways, relieving some of the force and avoiding the bloody mouth of the demon.

The suspension engine shook slightly, and a dent appeared where Lynch had been standing before.

The Cold-Blooded Champion controlled the pyramid to sink, preventing it from being destroyed by the Great Demon in mid-air.

The rolling bloody battle axe was chasing Lynch. Lynch narrowly jumped left around the big demon and avoided the powerful blow. The axe fell on the pyramid and split the ancient saint's engine.

The lizard man took advantage of the demon's momentum and pointed his scepter at its head, but he was still a little slow.

Mortals are mortals after all. Even the weakest demon can crush the physical fitness of mortals in all aspects. They are the symbol of the limit of ability.

The bloodthirster blocked the stab by pulling out its battle axe, and tried to counterattack with its left arm, but then it remembered that its left arm was gone.

If its arms were intact, it could use its whip to control the bug-like lizard man in the first round and let him taste the real power.

Taking advantage of the Great Demon's distraction, Lynch stimulated his "primitive savagery" and rushed forward with the surging strength and speed. The blazing scepter almost cut off the Great Demon's head, but the Great Demon predicted this attack with his experience far beyond that of ordinary people.

The scepter narrowly passed over the big demon's face, singed the demon's hair, and attacked Lynch's axe of fear again, forcing the lizardman to return to defense.

If he was really hit hard by the Great Daemon of Khorne, there might not even be a piece of bone left of him.

Unlike the clever Secret Keepers, the Bloodthirsty are poor at defense and not good at magic, but they have the power to easily crack the earth and shatter mountains.

Fortunately, in terms of strength alone, Lynch is not much inferior to it. Although he is still at a disadvantage, Lynch already has room to maneuver.

Repeated defeats made the Great Demon's eyes glow like magma, and the opponent's equally extraordinary power made the bloodthirsty manic excitement.

The lizardmen dominated by wildness also gradually became impatient. After another round of fighting, the two looked at each other and awakened tyranny with tyranny.

The big demon stopped dodging and pounced on Lynch aggressively, starting a life-and-death fight.

Lynch only made necessary dodges and headed straight towards the big demon, engaging in a contest of brute force.

The Ancient Saint's engine, which had not yet hit the ground, disintegrated in an instant. Two figures, one large and one small, fell to the ground entangled, like a falling meteorite.

The sewage from the swamp splashed all over the sky, and two savage figures roamed freely among the ancient trees. In just a few breaths, the two fought hundreds of times around the Ogham Stonehenge, and the entire swamp was turned upside down.

Trees fell one after another, the swamp was covered with dense scars, and the whistling sonic booms were endless, like the wailing of the wind.

The collision of weapons created numerous sparks, which were quickly extinguished in the moisture. However, the high frequency and fierce conflicts caused the sparks to fall as densely as rain.

The pieces of flesh that were chopped off by the big demon were scattered in the swamp, and the left horn of the big demon that was broken off by Lynch was lying quietly in the bumpy mud.

In order not to affect Stonehenge, Lynch kept moving the battlefield with the big demon.

The settlement of the Orbians in the swamp was destroyed by two passing Scourges. The Shadowbringer, who had survived the pursuit of the beast elemental incarnations, saw with horror the two warriors who were like demons entering the world.

There was a continuous rumble of thunder on the ground, which was the witness of the intersection of the battle axe and the scepter.

The mortals' eardrums were pierced by the loud noise, and the blood flowing from their ears could not divert their gaze.

The wizard wanted to escape, but the swamp was filled with afterimages, and no one could be sure where the two champions were.

The fragile magic seemed as ridiculous as fireworks in the face of the majestic power. The shadow messenger who rashly cast a spell and tried to escape instead aroused the anger of both sides in the championship duel.

The champions fought and advanced at the same time, killing their way to the direction where the Shadow Messenger was.

In just a moment, they turned into blood mist.

The beast elemental wisely avoided a head-on confrontation with the two beasts and chased after the extra demons that emerged from the shadows.

Lynch had half of his body cut off, but such an injury was just a minor one for him and he recovered in just a few blinks of an eye.

The Great Demon lost both wings in the constant exchange of injuries, but such a loss was not worth mentioning to it.

If the "primitive savagery" could continue, Lynch was confident that he could kill the bloodthirsty one in battle, but the power was not lasting and he was weakening.

In the southeast forest of Orbion, the Imperial Knights defeated the Shadow Messenger with a charge, and in a short moment they reached an agreement with Henry the Great, and together they opened up the road to the Ogham Stonehenge.

Humanity must unite to gain a foothold on this dangerous island.

On the north side, a terrible vision appeared in the direction of Stonehenge. Blood-red lightning fell from time to time, set off by thunder on the ground.

Even if they were dozens of miles away, people could feel the ground shaking.

"What is that?"

"Thor is roaring?"

"Sigma above!"

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"That is the evil demon! Lady! I will fight it to the end!"

The evil moon was tinged with a faint red light, the dark clouds only covered the auspicious moon, and the sudden storm was like cheers for the evil moon.

This is an ominous sign!

There seemed to be two gods fighting fiercely ahead. Amid the sound of the collision that soared into the sky, there was a faint hint of furious roar.

The closer you get to Stonehenge, the more obvious the strange phenomena on the ground become.

The earth has been cracked, and the swamp ahead has been flattened.

It seemed as if there was a sun hidden under the storm, and from time to time the sunlight would emerge from the darkness.

The pure light containing infinite courage and fighting spirit greatly inspired the soldiers.

There is no doubt that this is a battle between justice and evil! The sound of muttering spells broke everyone's gaze, and dozens of blurry colors flew from far to near.

"demon!"

The great chanter shouted, raising his hammer high.

The dazzling sacred flames descended in front of the warriors and formed a circle of fire around them.

Kessler intentionally left a gap, and the demons fell into the trap. They walked into the circle of fire through the gap and were killed one by one by the knights who were ready to go.

The sound of the incantation passed over the humans and continued southward without stopping.

South of Obion Island, in the vast ocean, the Invisible Island quietly awaits visitors.

The Mirror God narrates Bilak's failure, and the Grand Unifier is doomed to fail.

This is Tzeentch's will.

In despair and agony, Be'lakor must write the Book of Destiny, foreshadowing the apocalypse and the end of the mortal world.

The Butcher of Kings will be born according to the prophecy, and the last "Eternal Chosen", "Lord of the End" will be named Archaon.

This was destined to happen, even though visitors from outside the realm had already revealed the future and taken precautions in various ways.

But fate is unpredictable, and "Archaon" is destined to be born.

(End of this chapter)