Chapter 13: Don't Be Awkward
"Kotaigo!"
Skinks scream the names of the Old Ones, whether they are born fishermen, destined craftsmen, or fragile scribes.
When the ancient saints need them, they can all transform into the bravest warriors.
Although these Shijianks, whose main duties are not on the battlefield, are as fragile as mortals, they have a firm belief that is rare among mortals.
To die in the process of promoting the "grand plan" is the highest honor in the Lizardmen society! If you can die under the gaze of the ancient saints, it is a gift that the skin lizards can't imagine.
The Lizardmen gathered silently, one step ahead of the Spirit Lizards, and formed a battle line facing the enemy.
With the help of the Skin Lizard, the Monitor Lizard held the hammer and slowly followed the chirping Skin Lizards to face the grotesque demon.
Lynch was mixed in with the lizard people, and he was somewhat shocked to find that these lizard people were all scarred veterans.
The battle formation is looser than that of a well-organized Lizardman warband, but these well-seasoned warriors make up for this minor flaw with their experience, making it even more deadly.
The first thing the Slaanesh demon faced was the light of Lynch's scepter, and the weak Slaanesh demon was ignited in the pure sunlight.
Kotego's wrath descended upon His enemies, and even if they were not driven outright, the bright flames caused great pain to the demons.
The silky white and smooth skin of the Slaanesh demon turned charred, and many enraged banshees rushed straight towards Lynch.
The demon's painful screams encouraged the skinks even more. Some of them climbed onto Romon's body, ready to rush towards the enemy together with the monster.
But it was obvious that Roman was more afraid than them, and even had some abnormal reactions to the devil's evil charm.
Romon hid behind a thick tree trunk with his sharp claws firmly fixed on the tree. No matter how the lizards urged him, he refused to move forward. The lizards had no choice but to pick up blowguns to harass the enemy.
The air was filled with the musk emitted by the banshee. If they were mortals, many would have succumbed to the banshee's dark temptation.
But the Lizardmen who smelled the blasphemy became even more ferocious, and ruthlessly launched a brutal counterattack against the power of Chaos.
Lynch knocked an ugly banshee away with his stick, then rushed into the demons wildly and started slaughtering them.
The wanderer slowly walked out from behind the bushes and launched a fierce and unstoppable charge.
A strong wind passed by Lynch who was rushing forward excitedly in the killing, and pieces of blood mist exploded. The powerful force of the giant lizard burst out at an incredible speed.
It swung its giant hammer and created a bloody path among the Slaanesh demons! When the Keeper of Secrets lazily emerged from the shadows, this was what he saw.
The demon who was about to join the battle stopped and quickly turned around to flee.
The Star Bridge still echoes with the wails of demons. As an "old friend", the Secret Keeper does not want to be sent back to the cruel Trial Grounds just after returning from the Warp!
The Prince of Darkness had given no instructions, and no being could blame it for retreating without a fight.
If a passage had not appeared in front of it, it would not even want to stop torturing the six thousand six hundred and sixty-six mortal souls in the Demon Realm.
The big demon disappeared into the shadows in just a few breaths. The remaining demons were still fighting bloody battles, unaware that their dark master had escaped.
The Chaos Hound was pierced through the body by the Lizardman's spear. The Banshee attacked the Lizardmen at an extremely fast speed, but the Lizardmen's heavy scales made them not afraid to exchange their lives for injuries.
Lynch activated his scepter and directly split a deformed Chaos Egg that was rushing around in two. His artifact was quite effective against such a giant.
The two-story-high giant lizards vented their primitive rage among the demons, but the number of banshees besieging them was decreasing. Under the painful burning of Kotego's light, they screamed and pounced on Lynch.
Lynch didn't care about these flashy demons at all. He had faster reactions, stronger strength, and a tougher body than them.
Even though he became the focus of the battlefield, Lynch seemed to be at ease.
The Chaos Rages pounced upon the Skin Lizards, and the large numbers of the two began a fierce melee until the clever Skin Lizards called over their fellow brethren.
The giant lizards that had already dealt with the enemy easily broke up the offensive of these flying demons.
The battle ended with the second charge launched by Nakai. The deformed and twisted body of the Slaanesh beast turned into ashes in the air, and the succubus driving the seeker's chariot was flattened along with the chariot.
Lynch killed the last Chaos Egg and looked at it with disgust as it fell to the ground, its flesh and blood growing like a huge human-shaped mass that had lost its restraints.
After the battle was won, the Skinks became busy again.
The bodies of their companions were gathered and burned to prevent them from becoming carriers of Nurgle's daemons or Skaven diseases.
Some demonic limbs were also purified in the flames, but they would not completely perish, but were simply exiled back to the Chaos Realm.
Lynch found Roman hiding behind a tree, and only after making sure that this guy had not been lured did he relax and go to rest.
The skinks built a crude altar, but this did not affect their devout prayers at all.
After the sacrifice to the Ancient One Kotego ended, the Skinks began to offer their unburned mutant flesh to the Serpent God Sotek.
After the two ceremonies were over, the skin lizards gathered around the campfire, singing in unison a song that Lynch had never heard before.
"Kotego, the sun god, gave me courage. Kotego's light is always bright! The patron saint Quiji gave me scales, which made my body tough and my will strong."
The strange tongue-clicking sounds of the cold-blooded species echoed in the jungle. Lynch leaned against a tree trunk, watching the lizards praising the ancient saints. Roman also came over curiously to watch this exotic custom.
The scattered and low singing of the skinks gradually became unified.
βThe predator god Huangqi passed down his hunting experience to me, which taught me how to hide in the rainforest.
It is the water god Zongqi who guides my breathing! He makes me familiar with the nature of water. "
From time to time, the monitor lizards would raise their heads and let out creepy hisses, making this slow and eerie hymn seem even wilder.
Lynch's thoughts drifted away, worrying about the end hundreds of years later. He had to quickly accumulate fame so that he could have a say in the Lizardman society.
"The mysterious Typok made me fearless of the magic. He commanded the strong wind to protect the holy land.
The merciless Razkoto taught me to despise death, and I will sacrifice my life as planned!"
The fanatical skinks became more and more hysterical, and in the sudden sharp singing, even the most timid creatures became reckless.
The cold-blooded and terrifying singing voice brought Lin Qi back to his senses. He seemed to be worrying too much. There was still early time. Once he had enough strength, he would surely make a name for himself.
"I offer my savagery to Ichi! The noble and cold-blooded beast master rules the jungle.
The bloodthirsty Sotek turns into a swarm of snakes, and the rodents will be devoured by him!"
Finally, all the spirit lizards looked up at the sky, trying to see the stars beyond the bright evil moon.
The blasphemous light blotted out the stars, but this did not frustrate the Skinks, for the records of the tablets had already confirmed that great day.
As if recounting a doomed prophecy, the tortuous and changeable language once again slowly and firmly said in a high-pitched voice: "The lost Ashhoranka will eventually return! After completing that impossible mission, He will surely come again!"
The atmosphere of piety and fanaticism touched Lynch's soul, but he knew that the ancient saints would never come back.
Only these spirit lizards are still blindly and unrealistically eager, while the cold-blooded Slan are much more practical.
Shi Lan was just acting according to the plan, and had always been like this, without any of the foolish faith that ordinary people have.
Lynch also looked up at the sky, and the faint starlight illuminated the illusory data stream in front of him.
Just like a screen with poor signal, Lynch could only see fragments of the dense ancient symbols. It was written in the words left by the ancient saints:
".Defend against the great enemy dimension cutting-edge life project research Ashhoranka."
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