Chapter 249 Attack
"Skull Offering Skull Seat!"
In the forest southwest of Albion, a rich blood color was brought by the cold wind.
The mortals protected the spellcaster in the center and built a temporary line around the mage.
Bloody ghostly shadows emerged from under the tangled vines, and a graceful figure vaguely passed by in the shadows of the trees.
The bloodletter instantly locked onto the spellcasters in the team. The demon stepped through the moss and pounced on the White Lion Guards who were on high alert with a burst of mud and water.
The old hunters of Chrace were not surprised by the appearance of the demon. They were ready to challenge the darkness, even though they had only eleven warriors. If dwarves were considered warriors, there would be twelve professional soldiers here.
Sorian knocked on his heavy armor and arrogantly squeezed to the outer circle, facing Chaos shoulder to shoulder with his former opponent.
Changxu stopped complaining and his face showed abnormal solemnity.
He wasn't just fighting, he couldn't let some pointy-eared sissy look down on the Mountain Kingdom.
The "War of Vengeance" allowed the dwarves to face warriors as ferocious as the White Lion for the first time. It was the Iron Hammer Warriors who fought off the White Lion Guards who attempted to interfere with the championship duel for the "High King" Gotrek Starbreaker.
His ancestors witnessed the fall of the Phoenix King Caledor II, and together with Gotrek Starbreaker brought back the crown of the elves and the final victory.
Sorian is the son of Gnar and a descendant of the god of war.
It was his ancestors who made the elves understand the power of the dwarfs' wrath in that battle.
The demon's long sword surrounded by flames cut through the air and collided with the dwarf's round shield. The advancing bloodletter had half of his body chopped off by the battle axe, and his companion behind him cut off his head with the Hell Blade.
Vampires are not fighting mortals, they are merely competing for military merit.
The heavily-armored warriors blocked the attack of the mob. After more than a dozen demons died without any success, the bloodletting ghosts gradually began to take their opponents seriously.
The wizard's spells never stopped, intensifying the demons' rage, but they had no way to counter them.
The succubus lurks in the shadows, afraid of the powerful wizard's magic and dare not show his face.
Vampires are not afraid of magic. Their mere existence disrupts the chaos magic, and weaker truth speakers are unable to even construct strong enough spells.
But they could not break through the elite warriors who were enhanced by magic.
Under normal circumstances, the demon army would simply use numbers to crush the resistance of mortals, but now the number of demons is small, and they must conserve their strength.
The bloodthirsty demons no longer sought death in vain. Under the command of the demon army vanguard, teams of demons came forward in batches to consume the soldiers' physical strength.
When they are sane, vampires' skills, honed in bloody battles, make them difficult to kill.
The battle axes used by elves and dwarves are of extraordinary power, and targeted magic runes are enough to threaten the most powerful demons, which allows them not to be troubled by the demons' tenacious vitality like humans.
But even the most deadly weapons need to hit the enemy. When the demons no longer rush forward recklessly to fight to the death, the warriors must spend more energy to find the demons' weaknesses.
Demons died one after another under the axe in the fierce battle, but it also increased the warriors' fatigue.
The slowly dissipating corpses of the demons piled up in front of the dwarves and elves. From time to time, a demon took advantage of the frontline soldiers' lack of time to jump into the formation, but was easily killed by Teclis with his magic sword.
Eugen huddled beside John's armor and sword. The two Truthsayers were ready for close combat, blocking the bloodletter that Teclis failed to stop, as well as the succubus who broke into the formation.
Shouts and roars lingered in Eugen's ears, and he once again felt deeply powerless.
This world always treats the weak harshly. Eugen misses the peace of his previous life very much, but that warmth can no longer be recalled.
He is now an unawakened oracle, surrounded by the finest warriors of the elves and dwarves, and legendary wizards from epic tales.
Only he lacked strength and even became a burden to the team.
The support team was stopped here by the demons and could not move at all.
The intense fighting that lasted for several minutes only expelled less than a hundred demons, but the warriors were all exhausted.
They are just mortals, mortals who get hungry and thirsty.
Demons are not human soldiers who collapse at the first sign of trouble. They are not afraid of the counterattack of food.
Even though elves and dwarves are stronger and more agile than humans, it does not change their nature.
Facing hundreds of low-level demons and challenging a big demon will result in the same outcome for them.
The latter is even worse than the former. When facing a group attack with the determination to die, the great demon cannot completely defend against all rune weapons. If the archmage restricts the performance of the demons and allows them to get close, they even have a chance to exile a great demon.
No matter whether it is a great demon or a low-level demon, they are all equal under the sharp blade containing ancient power.
Obviously, it is better to die at the hands of a big demon than to die at the sword of a low-level demon, because at least that would leave behind a good story.
"Charge! Charge! For the Lady of the Lake! For Bretonnia!"
The Tzeentch demons failed to stop the knights, the Holy Grail Knights rushed towards the evil moon without hesitation, and the tiny humans rushed into the natural disaster without hesitation.
The panting sound of some monster continued in the knight's ears, but the frequent thunder made Henry unable to hear it clearly.
The sunlight under the storm was slowly eroded by the darkness and entered dusk.
Wind and light lost their original order in this mythical battlefield, and the chaotic airflow was enough to cut unarmored soldiers.
Broken bodies and limbs could be found from time to time in the blood mist, but more often there was just pulped flesh.
The swamp was nearly half dry, and the ground was covered with cracks.
Unknown entities clash deep in the swamp, and the furious battle threatens to tear apart the solid ground.
The sunlight that occasionally penetrated the darkness and thick fog guided Henry the Great, who firmly believed that this was the defender of justice seeking equally just help.
The deeper he went, the more he could feel the strength of both sides in the fight.
The thunder was not caused by lightning, and the bloody lightning was not thunder.
Thunder is the aftermath of clashing weapons, lightning is the wind of magic stirred by the rage of demons, and the magic of chaos has become almost tangible, supporting the master of chaos.
The Imperial Knights looked at the receding figure of the Holy Grail Knight and escorted the Grand Chanter as they rushed towards the place where the thunder was heard. They did not want to fall behind the Bretonnian Knights.
Sigmar's descendants sing the epic of the founder of the Empire in the darkness. No matter how powerful the enemy is, the Imperials always have a glimmer of hope.
Empires are built out of the impossible.
Two thousand three hundred years ago, the tribesmen believed that the Norscans were invincible, but the powerful Chaos barbarians were eventually driven into the bitter cold of the north.
Humans once thought that Beastmen and Greenskins were an invincible scourge, but several great victories 2,300 years ago shattered humanity's fear of darkness.
There was no gunpowder or guns at that time, and the fur-clad ancestors used blunt instruments to break up the green tide. Could it be that humans could not accomplish the same miracle 2,300 years later? (End of this chapter)
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