Chapter 1371, Archaon, the Eternal God's Choice

In fact, the day after Boris left Middenheim, the Skaven army surrounded Middenheim.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even after a fatal blow, the Skavens still have hundreds of thousands of troops. In order to capture Middenheim, the Skavens prepared more than 600 dimensional stone cannons. All the war behemoths of the De Clan were pulled out to prepare for the Middenheim Armageddon.

Thanquoro, as the spokesperson of the Great Horned Rat's will, kept emphasizing that this was a battle that would determine the fate of the Skaven Rat, requiring all clans to use all their forces, and it also opened the treasury of the Council of Thirteen, and took half of the wealth inside Separated.

After seeing the battle of the Skaven ratmen, the heroes of Middenheim did not dare to neglect. Without much hesitation, Woten gave the order as the lord of Middenheim to activate the mechanism and lead to the city of Middenheim. The four suspended long bridges collapsed in an instant.

Once again, Middenheim was isolated, and there was almost nothing that could reach White Wolf City. Perhaps only a few small roads in the complex maze-like mine tunnels under the mountains could reach the ground of White Wolf City, but Woten had already Strict monitoring was ordered, and the White Wolf Holy Flame was burning, just above Fort Urick.

Without the Plague Clan, the Skaven couldn't throw the plague, so they could only use lightning cannons and the artillery on the city wall to bombard them in vain. Thanquoro tried several methods but none of them worked, so the situation was deadlocked.

"Eternal God's Chosen, Your Excellency Eternal God's Chosen, my master told me to tell you that you must hurry up."

On the outskirts of Middenheim, in the Chaos Camp, Carlos, the chief demon lifemaker under Tzeentch's seat, whispered to Archaon: "The enemy is already on the way, if you can't capture Middenheim, then The next thing you have to face is a dilemma."

"Oh? Really? So what?" Archaon was indeed annoyed by the unfavorable progress of the Skaven, but it was obvious that Middenheim was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The Eternal Chosen did not feel frustrated. Looking at Carlos the Life Weaver, it was like looking at a piece of garbage: "What did your master tell you? What does that have to do with me?"

The disintegration of the Maelstrom and the wars of the mortal world are always good for Chaos, and Carlos has only been exiled by Caldo-Diego for more than a year, which is already ready to be summoned again.

"He always has a keen insight into everything, and he is always able to clearly read all the veins in destiny." The fate weaver laughed: "You, Archaon, you didn't fight for the gods at all, you just fought for the gods. Your poor, wounded self-esteem is nothing but revenge, your revenge against the Empire, against Charlemagne."

"So?" Archaon didn't waver: "That's all? He is not satisfied with me? Then why didn't he change?"

Tzeentch's Chief Demon had a displeased expression on his face. The biggest difference between this Eternal God Chosen and other Eternal God Chosen is that,

There is almost nothing for him to break the defense.

"My master is not dissatisfied with you." Carlos could not represent Tzeentch: "But you could have done better."

"Better? Huh." Archaon sneered: "Isn't your master a prophet? Can't he predict what I can do?"

"This is not a prophecy, this is a certainty that the water will never be recovered. Your deafness cannot change the direction of the river of fate. Do you want me to show you the end of your war?" The Weaver of Fate continued cunningly, " There are many plots to the story, and they don't always go your way."

"If this is the fate of all fighters, then I accept it." Archaon said lightly, "I'm here for this."

"How stupid, Eternal Chosen." Archaon's actions made Carlos couldn't help but sarcastically said: "But your struggle is in vain, I have already foreseen that you will bow your knees in front of him, forever, this is what you owe The debt owed to my master must be paid."

"Debt? Prophecy?" Archaon smiled: "Then did you predict this?"

"What?" Before Carlos could calm down, Kingslayer unsheathed, and the blade plunged directly into Carlos' neck. The head of Tzeentch's chief demon fell to the ground, and the devil's blood sprayed all over Archaon's body. Yes, Carlos screamed: "How dare you! The Eternal Chosen, aren't you afraid of the master's magic?!"

"This time, it's not magic!" Carlos is still trying to condense the magic power to release the spell, but Archaon's speed is extremely fast. The powerful blessings of the four gods of chaos are not comparable to Carlos' temporary condensed spells. Choosing to easily withstand the vortex of chaotic magic, Carlos's remaining head also fell to the ground.

The big bird head rolled a few times on the ground, and Archaon was bathed in the blood of Tzeentch. Under the three-eyed helmet, Archaon grinned: "How about this sacrifice?"

"Master is very satisfied with your sacrifice, very satisfied." In the darkness, the three-headed Khorne demon appeared in the darkness.

The most powerful demon under Khorne, Angras!

Khorne's chief demon, Kabanha!

The next-level demon of Khorne, Vogaros!

"Give me an order, Eternal God's Chosen, the Lord of the Skull wants us to obey you." Angolas roared.

The Lizardmen have left, the Great Guardian has failed, and the mortal world has completely become a chaotic playground, where Khorne will live forever.

"Kill, I want to kill! Eternal Chosen! Eight Khorne legions will serve you, now, it's your turn to give orders!" Kabanha spit out sulfur flames: "Quick, we, whoever we want to kill, go Where to kill? Say!"

Archaon turned a deaf ear to Kabanha's question, and he leaned back on his Chaos Throne without saying a word.

"Drink! Whoa! Answer my question, mortal, I want to kill!" Kabanha couldn't bear Archaon's ignorance of him, and the bloodthirsty demon almost rushed to the stage, taking Archaon's head with him His throne was cut down together.

But it can't, the person in front of him is the Eternal God's Chosen, the person favored by the Blood God, and the satisfied contractor of the Skull King, so it can't hurt Archaon.

Kabanha continued to be furious, and Archaon looked at the chief demon of Khorne contemptuously, he couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw it was furious but unable to do anything, he was not a servant of some god, he was not God's slave, he chose the four gods of chaos and gave them a chance to destroy the mortal world, not the four gods of chaos who chose him, Archaon, and gave him a chance for revenge.

He has pity on the four gods of chaos.

The former Dideric was just a poor man who was teased by fate.

And now Archaon is the master of fate!

The three Khorne demons glared at Archaon, who are they? They portend roaring death, definite destruction. It exists only to slaughter, mutilate and destroy all that it encounters. It is the embodied form of battle rage manifested, the physical body expressed by the unbridled raw rage of this world.

Blood sacrifices to the blood god, skulls sacrifice skulls!

But now that the three Khorne demons obey the orders of a mortal, it doesn't count that this mortal doesn't even want to pay attention to them. What a shame it is?

At this moment, a member of Sword of Chaos walked in. He seemed to have something to report, and Kabanha immediately rushed forward when he saw this, and whipped the guy to the ground: "Go to your horse!"

"Get out!" Archaon finally made a move, and the Eternal God Chosen stood up from the throne. His regicide sword swept across, and a black light and shadow swept down, knocking Kabanha out. The bloodthirsty maniac only felt that he Hit by an irresistible force, it flew backwards, broke the pillars in the room, and fell into the ruins.

"If there is a next time, I will kill you myself and tell you to go back to your brass fortress." Archaon said lightly: "I warn you, don't be an example, or you plan to be like Scarbrand ? My lord Kabanha?"

"..." Kabanha was furious, and it got up from the ground: "There is no master! You are just a pig! You can lead us to kill, and I will serve you!"

"So now you know, who is the boss?" Archaon still dismissed.

The three bloodthirsty demons were helpless. They stood in place, and Kabanha grunted twice, still furious but could only show obedience to Archaon. It emphasized: "It needs to kill, bleed, and head!"

"There will be killing, there will be bloodshed, there will be heads, everything will come."

"Not enough, far from enough. The Lord of Skull is not satisfied with the progress you have made. He killed a lot of people, but there are still many more, valuable heads."

"Yes, there are still many people alive." Archaon rarely agreed with Khorne: "So we will set off soon, go there, and harvest everything, including the whole world."

"That's right." Anglas roared, "Lian Malcador's head is mine!"

"Very good, then Ryan will give it to you, I hope you don't fail a second time." Archaon nodded, he stood up, and stepped down from the throne: "His skull belongs to you, and his skin and flesh belong to me, I will skin him and Karl Franz and hang them on my armor."

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

The Khorne demons were satisfied, and Archaon was amused. If it was the other three gods, this kind of contract has almost no credit at all, but Khorne is different. The Blood God pays attention to honor and equivalent exchange. You Killing, offering skulls, and showing glory to Him, no matter what kind of believer it is, the Blood God has never been stingy with rewards, but from the moment the contract is signed, it means that the believer must continue to satisfy Khorne's endless pursuit of killing skulls with blood until he Completely swallowed by hunger and thirst.

"So, what happened." At this point Archaon finally turned his attention to the members of the Chaos Sword.

"Two armies are rapidly approaching Middenheim." Chaos Sword members reported: "One of them seems to be a skeleton from the Nicohala Desert. There are quite a few of them. It is estimated that there are hundreds of thousands of them. And have war machines that we don't understand at all."

"The Nicohala Desert is interesting." Archaon ordered: "Let the dragon demon army of Korek-Sun Eater go out."

"The second army comes from Nur in the south. The main body is composed of humans, elves, and dwarves, and there are also a large number of dead troops. The leader claims to be the Incarnation Council, and the commander is Britannia Sun King Ryan Malcador , Imperial Emperor Karl Franz, Elves Eternal King Malekith, Dwarf High King Thorgreen, and that Vlad von Carstein who calls himself the Lord of Death."

"Hey, it's all here." Archaon laughed, yes, this is my main stage, and everyone has to make footnotes for this grand performance.

This is great, really great.

He can't wait.

Stepping out of the hall, the Chaos Destroyer Army, the largest in number in history, is gathering under Archaon's command, and he begins to order troops:

The General Marshal of the Chaos Army, Eternal God Chosen Archaon's personal army Chaos Sword and its 38 Chaos Legions.

Join the Chaos Demon Army:

The original demon prince Belak and his Chaos Undivided Legion.

Khorne's most powerful demon Angras and his 3 Khorne demon legions.

Khorne chief demon Kabanha and his 3 Khorne demon legions.

Khorne first-order lord Vogaros and his 2 Khorne demon legions.

Nurgle's chief demon library - Gus and his 4 Nurgle demon legions.

Nurgle's first-order great demon Rain Father Nagros and his three Nurgle demon legions.

Slaanesh chief demon Lukexius and his 3 Slaanesh demon legions.

Slaanesh's most powerful demon Shalaxi-Magic Calamity and its 3 Slaanesh demon legions.

Join the battle against the Chaos Lords:

Nurgle's Chosen Space Marine, Lord of the Hive, Typhus.

Khorne's Chosen Space Marine, Karn the Betrayer.

Slaanesh's Chosen Space Marine, Lucius.

Bride of Khorne, Bloody Valkyrie.

Khorne God's Chosen Champion, Skaar-Bloodfury.

Isabella, possessed by the Great Demon of Nurgle.

Solong the Troll King.

Ke Lieri, the king of dragon demons - the sun devourer.

Tzeentch's Chosen Champion Cha-Zan'ek.

Malago, the Dark Prophet of the Beastmen.

The Wind of Ten Thousand Beasts - War Hoof.

Desara the Betrayer, Demon Prince of Slaanesh.

Tzeentch God's Chosen Velic - Curse of the World.

Chaos four gods choose Ulfric - Wanderer.

A total of 338 legions, warbands, warbands, and guards under his command.

Joining the Skaven Lords:

Prime Gray Claw Archseer Thanquol.

The right paw (current suzerain) Sloat of the Murder clan-the unclean.

The right paw (current suzerain) of the Eshin Clan, Master of Death, Snicker.

There are a total of 143 legions, battle teams, battle groups, and rat groups under his command.

The final decisive battle is approaching, and two armies, Settra's Tomb King's army and the Alliance of Order's army, are fighting towards Middenheim at the same time.

Archaon stood on the high platform and looked at his army. He believed that everything would come to an end in Middenheim.

everything.

………I am the dividing line where everything will come to an end………

Five days later, near Middenheim, Drakovald Forest.

Incarnation of the Grand Marshal of the Parliament, the Sun King and the Primarch of the Gray Knight, Ryan Malcador, rode on his great griffin Impris, and a group of commanders looked at the chaotic army formation in the distance.

Lightning pierced the sky, dark clouds condensed unnaturally over Middenheim, the face of the Chaos Demon loomed in the changing clouds, and the colorful aurora illuminated the muddy black forest, from one end of the line of sight to the other end , the army of chaos filled every corner of the field of vision, and its number was so large that it was impossible to estimate its number. Only Middenheim stood alone, like an isolated island in the vast ocean. There is barely a small spot in the frenzied wave.

"Now do you know how many enemies we have? Archaon is worthy of being the last and strongest Eternal God's Chosen, the Lord of the End, the Butcher of Kings, the God's Chosen, and his army is as large as the sea. , We people have really become the fine sand on the coast." Ryan smiled at the representatives of the Incarnation Council.

"Everyone, pass on my order to put your troops in place, and then come to the tent of the Chinese army for the final military discussion!"

"The battle of Middenheim, no, the battle of the world, the final battle is at hand."

"Warriors of the old world! Fight for the world!"

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