Chapter 250: Rendezvous

Blood rained down from the sky, the sparse and sticky blood bypassed the knights’ armor and enveloped the stupid and blind mortals.

The roar of the great demon and the earth-shaking collision made the ears of the imperial people buzz incessantly. In the end, the ears of mortals had completely lost their function, and the human heart shrank under the majesty of darkness.

Twenty-three ant-like black dots were swallowed up by the blood. The omnipresent fear constantly shook people's faith. In the darkness emerged the woman's soft whisper, the king's promise, and God's approval.

The battle priest looked around the darkness vigilantly, but he seemed to be gently pushed from behind, and the soft touch passed through his brain like an electric current.

The great chanter Kessler was careless and did not step firmly on the cracked ground, and he almost fell into the quagmire amidst a burst of silver bell-like laughter.

The Black Griffin Knight grabbed the priest in time, and a coquettish cry was uttered at the same time. The mixed scent of roses and lilies gently touched the mortal's nose, paralyzing the human's sense of smell to darkness.

They did not hear a suppressed bloodthirsty roar, and the sudden chill on the cage tried to remind the knights that they had entered danger, but it was as if a pair of soft hands in the darkness drove away the others with a wonderful touch.

They are not satisfied yet.

It was happy enough for a mortal, but it was just the beginning.

The holiness in the mortal slowly faded away, and wild laughter lurked in the powerful wind.

The knights were on guard against the extraordinary beings they were fighting, but they were completely unaware that they had fallen into the hunting ground of another being.

The roar of the Faceless Hunter was very close, until one of the knights was caught off guard and his heart was pulled out by the sharp claws, and the humans finally woke up.

The Slaanesh banshees tease humans and lead them into the mists where the "beast elemental incarnations" lurk.

Taking advantage of the diversion from the bloody hunt, the demons cautiously made their way to Stonehenge, slit the throats of sleeping giants, and performed sacrilegious rituals beside the Ogham stones.

The Great Unifier's anxious words floated in the air currents; he could no longer wait.

"Faster, faster! Before that damn cold-blooded creature is here!"

A lightsaber burning with blazing holy flames was thrown by a mortal from afar. The sacred light banished the form of the succubus, and the divine power caused the Grand Unifier to let out a heart-wrenching wail.

A glowing mist filled with power wafts from Henry the Great, and the breath of discipline and faith emanates from the knight's wounds, making the humans who wrestle with the Bloody Hidden One seem like immortal living saints.

Henry used his shield to block the beast's attacks time and time again, buying precious opportunities for the imperial knights behind him.

They should have died at the claws of the beast before they could react, but the beast elemental incarnation chose the wrong second prey.

The beast tore off Henry's full body armor like a toy, and the wound that almost pierced the Holy Grail Knight's body was oozing blood with a faint glow.

The place where the paladin stood was surrounded by a glowing mist, and the fevered minds of mortals regained their calm in the holy tranquility.

The Bretonnians roared their knight's oath as usual, and the sonorous echo was enough to inspire confidence in all who listened.

It was as if he didn't know what fear was, and the heat that came towards him made the Son of Sigmar feel ashamed.

That is just the simplest persistence and the simplest asceticism.

He is the living model of virtue for the knights of the Old World.

Shouting the name of Sigmar, the battle priest used the power of Sigmar to intimidate the beast elemental incarnation.

The knights of the Empire rushed forward and pierced the beast's body with the rune swords forged by the dwarves.

The knights of the two countries rushed straight to the nearby Ogham Stonehenge without any stopping. The Holy Grail Knight retrieved the "Hero's Sword" and ignored the injuries on his body, eagerly looking for the sunlight in the darkness.

This was not a difficult task. After leaving behind some garrisons, the great chanter, along with ten black griffin knights, and Henry, rushed towards the light.

Lynch heard the human voices and felt their presence.

The fierce battle left the lizardmen and the big demons covered in wounds, and the bloody demons were completely unrecognizable from their original appearance.

The demon had lost its wings, and the long horns on its head were all broken by Lynch. The demon battle axe held in its right hand was covered with cracks, and its huge body was covered with scorch marks.

Lynch's shoulder, which had just been bitten off by the demon, grew back again. In response, the lizardman broke the eight canine fangs of the great demon, which was the best return gift to the Khorne demon.

The "primitive savagery" has cooled down, and Lynch began to wander again.

Fortunately, he had severely weakened the Great Demon in the previous battle. Although the broken bones did not affect the Great Demon's movements, it also prevented it from bursting out with a speed that was not inferior to that of the Secret Keeper.

Victory was so near that Lynch was no longer looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements.

As long as they hold on for a moment longer, the lizardman, who has regained his "primitive savagery", is confident that he can defeat the devil.

Of course, one mistake during this period could turn the outcome around.

Twelve mortals rushed into the battlefield between the old enemies. The uninvited guests who disrupted the situation caused the already crazy demon to burst into a final rage.

The sacred sword and the war hammer reflected each other. If there were no lizardmen eyeing him, the big demon could have relied on his extraordinary speed to defeat the humans one by one.

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They were just young children with dangerous weapons.

But now, if the devil turns around, it means the failure of the duel.

Lizardmen will not miss the opportunity to defeat the enemy!

The bloodthirsty demon intentionally created chaos. Its footsteps made the earth tremble. Its terrifying brute force prevented fragile mortals from getting close to it. The two champions exchanged positions at a high frequency, making it impossible for mortals to capture the exact opportunity, so they could only give up for the time being.

Priest Sigmar prayed to the gods in a low voice, and the spreading divine power awakened the great demon's uneasiness.

Every god is an opponent that must be taken seriously. They have the same essence as the great demons, which is different from mortals. This is a qualitative change.

Even gods who are not good at fighting can threaten the safety of the Great Demon, let alone Sigmar, the man-god who founded the empire.

No matter how arrogant a demon is, he would not think that Sigmar does not know how to fight. When the Human Emperor ruled the empire in the past, no demon could set foot in the empire. Even the ubiquitous ratmen timidly avoided the gaze of the founder of the country.

Facing a priest who can summon divine power is no different from fighting Sigmar. Although humans receive very little divine favor on a daily basis, the gods of mortals always send down divine power at critical moments to prevent the devil from achieving the final victory.

They are small and powerless, but that is relative to the four true gods.

Gods will not die in their own kingdom, which allows them to devote their energy to the mortal realm even when facing the endless siege of the high-level demon army.

The battle priest's fanatical roar was piercing and continuous. The Great Demon was fed up with mortals' prayers to false gods, but it could not affect mortals' piety. The knights were always ready to sacrifice their lives and swing their swords to create a flaw for the Great Demon with death. The Great Demon had to fight and retreat with the Lizardmen.

"He is the Emperor of the Empire! He is my Lord! He is Sigmar! He is the real gold!"

The bloodthirsty demon could no longer endure it, and turned to pounce on the great chanter with a roar. It would rather die under the stick of the cold-blooded creature.

That's at least a warrior's way to die.

The flaw at this moment was immediately caught by the Lizardman, and the scepter once again lit up with a blazing arc of light, piercing through the demon who did not dodge.

(End of this chapter)