Chapter 1375, Settra Arrives!

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"Is that so, is that violent crazy woman who clamored all day to marry the blood god dead?" Archaon heard the news, and he felt it. Killed by Surya.

Khorne's blessing was supposed to revive Valkyrie, but it didn't work, and Archaon wasn't interested in knowing why, because it wasn't important.

"Yes, the Eternal Chosen, Valkyrie is dead." The original demon prince, Bilak whispered beside Archaon: "That is a crazy woman, all her dreams are to take all the heads in the world To marry the Blood God on the Brazen Throne."

"Dying with such a purpose, Valkyrie can be regarded as benevolent." Archaon said silently, and the Eternal God Chosen looked at Middenheim in the distance: "If this is the destiny of a soldier, then How about this."

"The Eternal Chosen, if you think so, why did you start this war?" The original demon prince Bilak was puzzled by Archaon's attitude.

"In the daytime Ulric led their way in the pillar of cloud, and in the night he illuminated them in the pillar of fire, so that they could walk day and night. The pillar of cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night never departed from the presence of the people.

Yurik went first, guided by the pillar of cloud during the day, and guided him by the pillar of fire at night, so that he could walk day and night, the pillar of cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night, before the people. "

Archaon didn't answer. On the contrary, Eternal God Chosen recited the scriptures of the White Wolf God. He looked at the holy flame that was always burning on the Great Temple of Urick's Fort Urick on the top of Middenheim, and continued to recite:

"Urik is my strength, my song, my aid, my god, I exalt it, the power of the wolf god, I respect it, Urik is a warrior, his name is the white wolf, the power of the white wolf God, your right hand praises glory and strength, the god of the white wolf, and your right hand corrupts and vengeance."

"The redeemed people, guide them with kindness, exercise great power, lead them into the sanctuary, and you will lead them into it. The tree is the holy mountain of your constant work, which is the abode that Ulrich prepared for the Teutons. Sanctuary of Hands, Castle Ulric, Mount Ulric, Holy City, Middenheim."

Bilak narrowed his eyes. This is an extremely ancient story. This story tells the story of the barbarian tribe who once faced corruption and the massacre of chaotic nomads on the other side of the Roof of the World. In the Old World, Middenheim was established under the guidance of Ulrich, who called themselves Teutons.

Although an unknown number of years have passed, Archaon still remembers this ancient epic, he used to be Dideric.

Just once.

"Charlemagne is a lie,

So does Urik. "Eternal God's Choice said flatly: "I will prove all this. "

Bilak agreed on his face, but sneered in his heart.

There must be something in Middenheim that deserves Archaon's attention. It's a pity that Archaon is only willing to share the core secrets with those he trusts most, and that certainly doesn't include Bilak.

Billak believed that he would figure everything out.

"The Eternal Chosen, the Tomb King's army is approaching!" A member of Chaos Sword came in to report.

"It doesn't matter, let him do it." Archaon paused for a second: "Where's Thanquoro? Why hasn't his Skaven army moved yet?"

"The messenger has..."

"Send someone to urge you!" Archaon said coldly. He looked out from the Chaos Camp, and Eternal God's Chosen grinned and said, "Look, the elves can't hold on any longer."

The army of the elven empire was indeed unable to hold on at first. This was really because the elven empire consumed too much power during the elven civil war.

Malekith's army can still rely on Olika's blessing to support it, but Alariel's army can't hold on anymore.

At this time, there were only a few thousand people left around Alarielle. Only a few dozen of the Avalon sisters who originally had a formation of a thousand people survived a series of catastrophes, and only a few of the Thorn sisters remained. , under the razor of Slaanesh, they withered one after another. Arion's Marauder Riders, Iris' Skyhawk Legion, Lothern Sea Guard, and Caledor's Dragon Princes guarded the last position of the Eternal Queen .

The most troubling thing is that Alarielle is aging.

She is aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the wind of life cannot stop the aging of the eternal queen, her skin begins to become wrinkled, her arms gradually wither away, her eye sockets are dark and sunken, before the war She still looks like a young and beautiful young girl in her twenties, but now she is more like a fifty-year-old aunt among human beings. Her long bright golden hair has also turned dark yellow and shriveled like straw.

This cannot be blamed on the incarnation of the wind of life, she distributed too much power to her people, and the constant resurrection and healing of all elves caused Alarielle to lose too much power, and in this land, the chaos The corruption was too great, and Alarielle was exhausted by waking up a large number of ancient treants to participate in this battle.

But the demon of Slaanesh will not stop because of Alarielle's exhaustion. The chief demon of Slaanesh, Lukexius, continues to attack. Only the ancient, immortal ancient tree people are still fighting for the old world. Under the leadership of Dursu Underneath, the ancient tree people used their giant fists to smash the skulls of the Slaanesh demons, smash the purple armor of the Slaanesh demons, and vaporize their flesh and blood.

The Slaanesh demons didn't know how to deal with the formation of the ancient treants at first, but they quickly learned to attack the weak and slow-response base of the ancient treants. At the beginning of the battlefield, the elf warriors were responsible for protecting the ancient treants People are vulnerable, but with the passage of time, piles of corpses replaced the positions of the elves, and one after another the ancient treants fell under the knives and axes of the northern barbarians. The weapon sliced ​​through the solid skin of the ancient treants.

The ancient trees sent out the ancient echo, they fell one by one, the number of the army of life incarnations became less and less, and the support of the chaos army continued, when Dursu swung his sword and finally wiped out the entire chaos After the warband was wiped out, it saw fifteen Chaos warbands coming from afar, holding various banners and shouting slogans for the prince's pleasure.

The ancient treant, Dursu, doesn't feel any fatigue at all, but whenever an ally falls by his side, its anger will burn further. It knows that the end of failure is at hand, and that the world will soon be destroyed.

Without much time to think, Dursu still has to face Lukesius, the chief demon of Slaanesh, who raised the sword of Dess, which was forged from the Starlight Furnace by Dess, the lord of the woodland, the incarnation of the god of forging Vaal. A few grains of rice had already burst out on the artifact. After losing its maker, this artifact could not be maintained. Dursu didn't know how long it would last.

The ancient treant used to be the embodiment of love, honesty, and friendliness during the elf empire. Later, due to the influence of chaos and corruption and the anger of the forest being cut down, Dursu fell into a rage. This primitive rage lasted for thousands of years , until it meets Alarielle.

Touch with the Everqueen cleansed Durzu's anger forever, and the Excalibur Tree King began to see the world clearly.

The world is about to be destroyed, and Dursu knows that there is almost no chance of winning this war.

The power of the sword of Dais is still strong. The flame from the starlight furnace burst out from the blade and tore through the space, burning Luxius' whole body. The chief monster of Slaanesh kept screaming. Pleasure was still painful, but Lucius did not slow down. Its sharp giant claws tore off Dursu's steel-hard skin, and the sap flowed out like blood, and Dursu's ferocious face did not The color of pain, its roots protruded from its arms, tightly binding Luxius.

The chief demon of Slaanesh tried to break free, but it failed. Dursu seemed to have made up his mind. The ancient treant completely liberated everything about the sword of Dais. The chief demon of Slaanesh finally howled in pain, it smelled the sweet smell of its own burnt body!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dursu pushed Lukexius away. The ancient tree elder knew what else he could do. It came to Alarielle and looked at Alaraili who was exhausted due to corruption and strength. Dursu Like a kind elder, he stretched out one of his fingers and touched the forehead of the Eternal Queen.

All the corruption of Chaos was sucked into Durzu's body, and it took Alarielle's place to bear the erosion of Chaos, and at the same time injected all the essence of himself as an ancient tree spirit into Alarielle.

The Everqueen blooms like a flower again. Her wounds healed, the wrinkles faded from her skin, and the light shone on her body again. Alarielle looked at Dursu, and two lines of tears fell from the face of the Eternal Queen. Long, long ago, the three ancient trees Adanhu, one of the human beings, sacrificed himself in this way to save the queen of the wood elves, Alaier. Now history is repeating itself. After all, the elves owe too much to the tree people.

The twig on Dursu's finger swept across Alarielle's face, and the ancient treant showed a smile-like expression to indicate that Alarieli didn't care, the power needed to save the Eternal Queen was less than it imagined , Dursu was on the verge of death, but the tree elder felt that he could do something.

At this time, Luxius finally got rid of the flame of the sword of Dais. The chief demon of Slaanesh was scorched black all over his body, and his eyes were temporarily blinded. Dursu immediately hugged Luxius tightly with both arms, and the ancient tree Human and the chief demon of Slaanesh were entangled together, motionless.

The two sides began to compete for strength, and the elves around immediately saw that Dursu's body was drying up rapidly, and his body was losing strength rapidly. Lucius proudly pushed Dursu back: "The dark prince is not like me. of!"

Dursu didn't respond, the ancient treant concentrated his last strength, a thorn with a diameter of one meter exploded from its chest, pierced Luxius' chest face to face, and tore open the heart of Slaanesh .

Luxius only had time to look down, and the chief demon of Slaanesh suddenly smiled: "I see... did you think so from the beginning? Awesome!"

After finishing speaking, the chief demon of Slaanesh fell to the ground and turned into flying ash,

Dursu also loosened his body. The thorny skin on the surface of this most ancient and powerful treant withered, and then cracked, and the leaves fell from his shoulders like dust, leaving only a petrified tree on the spot. wreckage.

The three ancient treants, the Great Elder of the Woodland Treant Council, once visited Ulthuan and sheltered a pair of Alario's sons and daughters. Durzu, who played a vital role in the wood elves' settlement in Athel Loren, Fallen outside the city of Middenheim.

Benefiting from Dursu's sacrifice, Slaanesh's army finally collapsed, and the Elf Empire continued to advance. With endless hatred, Alarielle and others vowed to make Chaos pay the price.

So far, the first phase of the surprise attack by the Coalition of Order has achieved considerable results, but it has also suffered huge losses. The Imperial Army and the Undead Army have made rapid progress. Taking Khorne God's Chosen Champion Skar-Bloodfury and Khorne's Bride Valkyrie as symbols of victory, they continued to approach Middenheim.

It was the army of the Elf Empire who suffered the most losses, and it barely achieved its goal at the sacrifice of Dursu.

On the side of the dwarves, the army of the High King Thorgreen and the butcher King Agrim-Iron Fist is fighting the Skaven ratmen. Lot, the numerous behemoths of the Mord clan are fighting with the colossi of the dwarves. Rows of solid dwarf phalanxes are facing the impact of the Skaven wave. Everyone knows that this is a meaningless war of attrition , but had to fight, otherwise the Rat Surge would engulf the position of the coalition forces of order, delay the pace of the coalition forces, and buy time for the Eternal God's Chosen.

The commanders of the Chaos Army and the Order Army, Archaon and Ryan are very clear that the first phase of the war is over and the second phase is about to begin.

But before that, the arrival of a group of uninvited guests attracted the attention of both sides at the same time.

At the end of the horizon, a mass of stone statues appeared in the image of gods, kings and mythical creatures.

Under the control of the Tomb Technician, they strode into the battlefield.

In the gaps between the majestic ancient tomb formations are ancient tomb chariots, and war machines called marble beasts are wandering. A colossal statue of bronze, clanging before it; it carried a greatsword four times the height of a man.

War sphinxes, desert vultures, holy titans, tomb scorpions, and rows of Ushabit giant archers form a huge team of war statues.

This is a mighty army. The Emerald Sentinels from Lybaras, the Guardians of the Skull, and the Sphinx-headed Necromancers of Coffin Ravine marched together.

Among this life-like army of war colossi are Necrosphinxes from the Golden Skull of Mahalak and the Emerald Phalanx of Ushabit from the Crocodile Temple of Ka-Sabai.

The alabaster armies of Quarta, and the guardians of the gates of Numath, the war sphinxes with ornate gold rims, strode forward as they charged straight into the battle.

Astrid's red jackals howled as they came loping--their weapons were smeared crimson with blood that had never dried.

Lord of the Nicohala Desert, King of the Tomb Kings, Ultimate Conqueror of the World, Settra the Great has arrived, and his personal guard, the Royal Chariot, guards the followers of the King, marching together, covered by the Great Front of the Great Army Hundreds of chariots are at hand, but none are as powerful or fearsome as those of the Royal Chariot Guard.

These heavy chariots are driven by the Tomb Guards, who commanded the Grand Chief Nibertal before he was raised to higher honors. They bore the marks and insignia of Settra, and were seen from far across the desert, for their precious metals and jewels shone brilliantly.

The colossal head of the ancient dragon-fiend, Kolei-Sun-Eater, who had committed countless crimes, hung on the front of Settra's golden chariot, and the Immortal King, displaying his spoils, ordered his great army to advance, while Launch an attack on the Chaos Army and the Order Army!

"The greatest civilization is about to rise again, and the living will fear, for the age of the flesh is over!"

"Emperor Nicohara will rule everything, and all people should kneel before Khamri Kala!"

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