Chapter 207 Eye of Zongqi (Seventeen)

On the north side of the Black Ark, Leviathan beasts surfaced one after another. When they opened their huge mouths, groups of well-equipped Druzi soldiers walked out.

Different from the chaos of pirates, these Druchi military formations are neat and orderly, no less than the Assur army.

Hal Gansey's army of executioners were the first to board the Tower of Divine Bless the Evil Party. These druchis had countless blood on their hands. They were responsible for executing Hal Gansey's lawbreakers. They were half-swords and half-knives. The weapon is the weapon they use to behead people.

The cowards of Ulthuan often praise their swordsmanship, but in the Executioner's opinion, when it comes to mastery of weapons, the swordmasters of Assur are no more than that.

Without experiencing bloody battles, what is mere skill?

These warriors, surrounded by black metal, were brought to this battlefield by Kane's divine choice.

They will spread carnage and death here like every battle they have participated in in the past, and offer bloody sacrifices to Kane.

Turalis Fear-Sower, the chief executioner of Hal Gancy, and the most trusted guard of "The Witch" Helibon, silently carries this team, which is called the "Blood of Kane" by Druchi's enemies. The elite legion of executioners went to support the wizard spirits who were in a bitter battle.

After Hal Gancy's legion left, cold lizards gathered their knights one by one, and no Drucci approached the place where the cold lizard fear knights were standing without opening their eyes.

Cold Lizards can't tell the difference between enemy and friendly forces!

The fear lord of Hagrid Grave in the City of Shadows, Malus Blackblade, was sitting a little tiredly on the cold lizard named Malice. He looked extremely weak, but no Druzi dared to look directly at him. A tyrant.

Hal Goncy's Black Ark not only brought the direct legion of Kane's sect, but Hagrid Grave, who was rich in powerful warriors, also sent elites.

Regent Kuran Blackhand forced the Dread Lords to support the High Sorceress, because if Morath was killed, the Witch-King might never return.

Only this ancient witch is sure to bring back the Witch King. No matter how much Kuran dislikes seeing Moras, he must ensure the safety of Moras.

What's more, this lying witch said that the thing at the center of the storm is the key to bringing back the Witch King.

No Druchi believed Moraes's lies, but they had to believe it on the surface.

The flag bearer of the Cold Lizard Dread Knight raised the black dragon flag high. The black dragon painted in the flag was Seraphim, the Witch King's mount.

The entire army of the "Witch King's Spear", which frightens the northern barbarians, is ready. Under the heavy armor with spikes, the cruel souls of the ruthless cold lizards are waiting for the order of the fear lord.

Malus raised the Kain Dimensional Sword, pointed straight in the direction, and inspected the army casually.

He is probably the most firmly controlled Dread Lord by the Witch-King.

Of course, the Witch King knew that there was a terrible demon inside Malus, but Malekith didn't care and gave Malus a potion that could suppress the demon's erosion of the body.

The proud Witch King always feels that he can dominate everything.

Without the help of the Witch King, Malus would have been completely devoured by the devil.

He is more eager than any Druzi. Perhaps the captain of the Black Guard, who regards loyalty as his life, is not as eager to find the Witch King as Malus.

If the medicine the Witch King left in Naggarond was used up, Malus would have nothing to rely on.

Although Malus never gave up on assassinating Malekith.

The fear lord with a twisted soul sped up, harnessed the "malice", and came to the forefront of the cavalry.

Like the Siren Lord, Malus has no habit of hiding in military formations unless the opponent is really too powerful.

The cold lizard fear knights slowly moved south, and the heavily armored warriors whose existence was obscured by them were exposed.

The thick black plate armor highlighted the burlyness of the black guards of Nagarond, and the red tassels on the top of their helmets fluttered in the violent wind.

They are the personal guards of the Witch King and the protons of the major families in Druchi, but they have long given up on useless family interests. The Witch King is their supreme master.

Every member of the Black Guard's immediate family has been killed, and the rest of their lives are devoted to defending the majesty of the Witch-King.

The Witch King's black guards are all famous champions. Only the strong are worthy of standing beside the Witch King, and the same is true for Druchi's enemies.

The son of Aenarion is not a weakling. "Witch King" Malekith is an unparalleled warrior and a rare powerful mage in the world.

With a fanatical solemnity, the Blackguard's standard bearer hoisted the Aenarion Dragon Banner, a symbol of the Witch King's legitimacy.

All Druzi must firmly believe that the only son of Aenarion is Malekith, the Phoenix King can only be Malekith, and all the so-called kings of Asul are just traitors and traitors.

The champions known as the "Frontiers of Malekith" led the Dread Spearmen and Black Sharp Crossbowmen to blockade the north shore of the Black Ark.

Etain's fleet is about to arrive, and they will give their old rival a taste of the Witch King's wrath.

Another sea beast arrived belatedly. As the black guards looked down indifferently, groups of naked warlocks with strange tattoos on their bodies rode towards the battlefield numbly on war horses.

These warlocks are outcasts whose souls were thrown into the Realm of Chaos by the Witch-King because a prophecy claimed that the Witch-King would eventually die at the hands of a male elf mage.

This prophecy will never come true, because Druchi will sooner or later kill all the male elves who learn magic.

The mages known as "Doomfire Warlocks" have empty eyes. Their souls have long been captured by Slaanesh, and now only constant killing can temporarily free them.

The sorcerers drove their war horses, and the flagbearers held high the battle flags emblazoned with the emblem of Slaanesh.

Druchi calls this legion of doomfire warlocks "the Desire Raiders", and no matter how many Norscan tribes they invade into Naggaroth they defeat, they will never gain any respect from them.

They are no longer even complete elves, just poor puppets of the Witch King.

On the southeast side of the Black Ark, the Iron Fortress-like Disaster Walker chariot crashed into the tired Mist Legion under the cover of the Witch Spirit.

The warriors of Yris have always been tenacious. Even though they were exhausted, they formed their military formations and their spearmen were ready for the charge.

The blood-soaked lizard men scared off the wild beasts, and the mounts that rushed towards Lynch turned around, ignoring their master's wishes. The witch spirits who lost their minds all died in the battle.

The Siren Lord, who was caught up by Lynch again, was like a piece of mud that could not be beaten. He had completely given up resistance, but the brutal lizard man could not give him a happy life.

The Siren Mask is firmly attached to Loxia's cheek. It has its own thoughts. Even if it is full of slight cracks, this artifact stubbornly does not want to lose its host.

Druchi's reinforcements awakened Lynch from his rage. He could no longer waste time, but once Loxia regained her freedom, she would turn into a "Lord Kraken" that ordinary warriors could not resist.

Imrik, who walked slowly over, shared this burden for Lynch, but of course, he did not do so voluntarily.