Chapter 52: Supreme Archmage
The sudden internal strife disrupted the beasts' charge, leaving behind a field of corpses. Then, under the angry shouts of the Chaos Champion, the beasts unwillingly charged towards the battlefield.
The beasts of Tzeentch guard the caster, looking at the chosen champion in the sky.
They should have destroyed Twilight Fortress, but the elven fortress in the south of Lustria received powerful external support.
After a stalemate, Tzeentch's Beastmaster chose to cooperate with Khorne's Beastmaster and follow the Blood God Champion to pour destruction towards a greater goal.
Just like two true gods who disliked each other, the dispute between the beasts seriously affected the marching speed.
The Blood God's hyena wanted to turn around and fight with the Pointed Ears that were chasing him, but the Great Deceiver's minions knew even better the horror of the elven magic.
That elven mage actually seized the magical wind that the shamans had mobilized all by himself. Just one spellcaster suppressed the entire herd! We must fight quickly and decisively. After dealing with the enemy, we can use the power of the Blood God Champion to deal with the pursuers!
Ninety-nine shamans offered devout praises to the Lord of Change, and the hundredth shaman was surrounded in the center as the extra sacrifice.
Amid the sacrifice's screams, the blue flame devoured its life.
The drastic change made Lynch alert. He wanted to smash the heads of these spellcasters, but he was too far away from them.
The shape of a crow vaguely emerged in the evil moonlight of Morsrib, and under the light of the evil moon, a hazy purple flame appeared above the battlefield.
The fire storm gradually condensed and covered the entire battlefield.
The ratmen, who were almost being slaughtered, immediately fled in all directions.
Amid the curses of the Blood God's followers, purple flames slowly fell, like crow feathers filling the sky, with a dreamlike splendor and lethality.
The Safri mages and the Skink Priests wanted to stop the spellcasting and disrupt the magic of the Beastmen spellcasters, but the Blood God's Chosen was right in front of them and they had no time to care.
In an instant, the seven stars of Hoeth, which were hidden by the evil moon, lit up, and the brilliant starlight cast a magical halo.
The purple flame suddenly turned pure white, and bright rays of light followed one after another, turning the sky full of purple feathers into a clear sea of light.
The elven wizard walked out of the dense forest in the south, holding the staff high in his left hand. On the top of the staff was the bust of the moon goddess Lilith, pushing away the dark green of the evil moon.
The starlight of the Hoeth scroll beside the wizard dimmed, and the magic stars that suddenly appeared in the sky also faded away little by little.
The sword of Teclis, clenched tightly in the archmage's right hand, was sharp as a flash. One by one, magic swordsmen walked out from behind the mage, and the Swordmaster of Hoeth, who followed them to learn, supported his mentor.
The elven warriors armed with spears and shields held high the twilight battle flag, and the archers, using the sky lit up by the archmage, rained down precise arrows on the hoofed creatures that stood in front of them.
The garrison corps from Twilight Fortress was brought to a battlefield that did not belong to them by the master of the Safri Crown of War.
Lynch fought his way out of the encirclement, covered in blood, and looked at the army of Order coming to support him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He just needs to deal with the Chaos Champion. On this battlefield, the power of Order has overshadowed Chaos.
Of course, the Blood God would not allow his warriors to be exiled by despicable spells.
Perhaps because it was displeased with magic dominating the battlefield, the evil moon was stained with blood.
The Chaos Lord, who was being suppressed in the sky by a group of mages, had a breathtaking blood light blooming on his brass armor.
The cowardly Chaos Dragon screamed and melted, its flesh and blood forming steps leading to the ground.
Amid the sound of a horn that resounded through the sky, a bloodthirsty demon tore through reality, soaring in the night sky with demonic fire, staring at the spellcasters.
Under the blood moon, the fire of light exploded into blood rain, and one vampire after another came to the fragile reality.
The Chosen Ones who had not yet died were all covered in a layer of blood light. In the blood light, the Chosen Ones painfully endured a force far beyond their limits, and were twisted and deformed into chaos eggs.
Perhaps the being on the skull seat just wanted to help, but the weak cannot withstand the greatness of the true God! No one of the chosen ones survived the blessing and became a demon prince.
The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant. Lynch was stunned for a moment, and then he was filled with rage.
He swore that he would use the demon's corpse to humiliate the darkness.
The Blood God Champion envied his subordinates. He had a covenant with the Blood God, and he could not receive the blessing until he fulfilled his promise.
The chosen champion crossed the storm, walked down the steps, and issued a war call to the warriors who were still fighting: "The blood god is roaring! Only war! Only war! Kill them all! Cut off their heads! Skulls to the Skull Throne!"
"Slaughter all the weak in this world! Tear apart their warlocks! We will gather under the Skull of the Divine Dog!"
The Chaos Warriors responded to the Blood God Champion's orders with the blood of their opponents, and the falling corpses uttered loud and terrifying war cries.
"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God!"
The undefeated God's Chosen Champion swung his spear lightly, and the magma-like spear body pushed down a group of charging elves.
Asur rolled in the evil fire, and in the end only the smell of meat remained.
Tarofast stared at Lynch with his flaming eyes, and the two champions approached each other at the same time.
The wizard summoned the Web of Light, attempting to imprison the Blood God's chosen champion once again, but the brass armor that glowed with blood completely blocked out the influence of magic.
Like a walking flame, the Undefeated strolls leisurely in the army of elves, just like Lynch who can move freely among the plunderers.
The wizard in the sky was driven away from the battlefield by the bloodthirsty demon, and the Chaos Lord on the ground was unstoppable.
Until the skinny archmage stacked up buff spells on himself, threw the Lilith Moon Staff to his servant, and held the sword tightly to block the champion's way.
"Teacher! Master Teclis!"
The bloody magic swordsman Obamon saw his mentor facing the enemy head-on, and shouted from a distance, trying to dissuade him.
But the death of the elves had already made the wizard furious. The runes on the magic weapon he had forged himself lit up, and the long sword, carrying the rage of Asur, fiercely faced the heavy spear wielded by the Chaos Lord.
Amid the collision with sparks flying everywhere, the mage miraculously took the blow.
Tarofast was no longer paying attention to Lynch. He turned his head to look at the pale elven wizard, with curiosity in his eyes full of blood and fire.
Amidst the whistling sound of the spear piercing through the air, the tip of the spear stabbed at the mage with even greater force.
Teclis dodged deftly, the magic sword slashing across the gun, and rushed towards the Blood God Champion with the mage.
But the Blood God Champion's reaction speed was beyond expectations. Even with the boost of magic, Teclis still couldn't observe the trajectory of his change of moves.
The Chaos Lord punched the mage hard. The fist wrapped in thick copper almost pierced through the mage's armor, and the huge force knocked the mage away.
The elves in the distance quickly helped the wizard up, and the runes on the magic sword gradually dimmed, shattering the wizard's fantasy of fighting the enemy again.
Without the blessing of the magic weapon, he took out a bottle of potion with trembling hands and drank it all in one gulp with difficulty.
Without the protection of gods and the help of magic, his congenitally weak body could not withstand strenuous activities.
Unlike ordinary elves, Teclis was born with anemia and suffered from tuberculosis.
Maybe he has reached the pinnacle in magical attainments, but in the battle of physical strength, the great wizard is powerless.
On a battlefield where the forces of chaos are unreasonable, a wizard who cannot use magic against the chosen champion is like a venomous snake with its fangs pulled out.
The Blood God Champion easily slaughtered Asur who came to block his way, crushing the swordsmen's futile and desperate resistance.
The Undefeated wanted to take the opportunity to take off the Warlock's head, but his chosen opponent had already arrived here.
(End of this chapter)
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