"Sea God Knights, charge! There is only one target, and that is the head of the enemy's commander!" Duke Bodrick commanded the Sea God Knights. The old duke personally charged at the chief engineer of the Skaven Empire, Ikart Talon.
"Fire! Fire! "The Skaven Ratlings, the Dimension Stone Pill-Carrying Team, and the Dimension Stone Lightning Cannon opened fire at the same time.
However, Bodrick was extremely determined. The blessing of the Lake Nymph enveloped him. Neither the explosion nor the Dimension Stone Bullets could hurt this Holy Grail Knight. The old duke used the Sea God's Trident to knock down a few Storm Rats that charged at him. When Ikart Talon, the chief engineer of the Skaven Empire, who carried a Dimension Stone Tactical Backpack, had a Horned Rat Divine Iron Halo behind him, and wore an exquisite Dimension Stone Claw patterned armor, held a Storm Demon Halberd and a Dimensional Sword, Bodrick firmly believed that he had found his target!
That's him! The commander of the Skaven Ratmen.
Die! Bodrick galloped wildly on his horse. The duke charged forward like a madman. The pure-blooded elven warhorse under him seemed to have sensed the duke's determination. It sped up and charged straight at Ikart.
"Alright, come on, let the storm hit the rat! Let the rat go! " Ikart was very excited. Not only did the chief engineer not cower, he was even more excited. He stood on his original body and jumped around. Then, he took out a Dimension Stone Pistol from his waist and fired at Bodrick!
"Bang!" This time, the Lake Nymph's power could not stop Ikart's attack. A bloody hole appeared on Duke Bodrick's shoulder. The duke's body swayed. Veins popped out on Bodrick's forehead as he tried to maintain his body. The Sea God's Trident shone with a cold light.
Ikart Talon was so frightened that he took a step back. The chief engineer of the Skaven Empire looked at Bodrick who was charging at him like a madman. He was really afraid.
Poison Wind Ball!
The poison wind ball that was filled with highly toxic gas was deflected by Bodrick's Trident.
Dimension Stone Lightning!
Bodrick relied on his strong magic resistance to withstand this attack, even though his skin under his armor was burned to the point of blistering!
Miniature Dimensional Flamethrower!
Bathing in the green flames of the Dimension Stone, Bodrick was furious. The old duke's warhorse was engulfed in flames. Without hesitation, he jumped off the warhorse and knocked away the Dimension Sword in Icart's hand. Bloodlust and hatred filled the old duke's heart. He raised Poseidon's trident and charged at Icart.
The Sea God Knights came from both sides and separated Ikart's Storm Rats from the Chief Engineer. The Storm Rats were the elite Storm Rats chosen from the Skaven Magic City's Council of Thirteen. Ikart used to rely on them, but he could no longer count on them to help him now!
Skaven's Chief Warlock Engineer didn't expect that the old Bodrick would dare to challenge him to a duel.
Good! Very spirited. If I can kill the Brittany's Soul of the Navy, the Marshal of the Navy, it will be beneficial to Skaven's plan. Icart Talon accepted the challenge. Skaven's Chief Warlock Engineer tightened his grip on his Storm Demon Halberd.
The halberd flashing with Dimension Stone Lightning clashed with Poseidon's Trident. Thick white smoke and the stench of burnt flesh filled the battlefield of Aquitaine. Although Icart's combat skills weren't very good, the endless traps and weapons in Icart's Claw made Bodrick extremely wary.
Bodrick and Icart were engaged in a fierce battle. The Skaven Army had lost control and was beginning to show signs of collapsing under the pincer attack of the Bretons. Other than Skuri's Army, the other clans had already suffered more than 40% casualties. Of the remaining 60%, 20% had already escaped. Amidst the chaos, Duke Bodrick and Icart had only fought for about ten minutes before Skuri was forced to send all of his reserves into battle.
At the same time, Icart also began to run into trouble.
No matter how many traps there were in Icart's Claw, Bodrick began to figure out how many traps Skaven's Chief Warlock Engineer had. Therefore, the old duke's attacks became more ferocious. He stabbed Poseidon's Trident again and again, forcing Icart to dodge back and forth. After more than ten rounds, Icart's wrists were seriously numb.
Other things aside, Icart was no match for the Great Holy Grail in terms of endurance and wrist strength. Skaven's great engineer knew this very well. Bodrick's fierce attacks were faster and stronger each time. Icart was exhausted from defending. If not for the fact that Icart's Claw was sturdy enough and the various traps and weapons inside made Bodrick wary, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.
Horned Rat God above, please give me strength! Icart's Claw thought about everything fiercely in his heart. The Chief Warlock Engineer once again pulled himself together with the determination to fight to the death.
After holding on for a few more rounds, Ector Talon could no longer hold on due to the numbness in his arms. Bodrick seized the opportunity and aimed Poseidon's trident at the seam of the dimensional stone plate armor. First, he knocked Ector to the ground with a sweep of his trident. Then, he seized the opportunity to stab the trident into Ector's body with all his might.
Eckart was knocked to the ground. When he tried to get up, a trident pierced through his body from his chest. The chief engineer of the Skaven Kingdom spat out a mouthful of murky rat blood and coughed violently.
"Damned rat! Go back, go back and tell your Horned Rats! This land was given to us by the Goddess of the Lake. You will never take it away from us! "Bodrick pushed Poseidon's Trident forward until it pierced through Icart's chest.
"Ugh … Skaven … Descendants of the Horned Rats, never … never …" Icart's Claw realized that he was losing. The Chief Warlock Engineer of Skaven spat out another mouthful of blood. The backpack on his back had been pierced, and the life support system was frantically sounding alarms.
Is it over? My ambition, Icart?
No, I still have so many unfulfilled dreams. My Skaven Dimensional Stone Tank, my Evil Moon Traction Device, my Doomsday Rocket, and my dream of becoming the Horned Rat God.
Icart desperately gasped for air. Dimensional lightning crackled around him, and the warning sign on his helmet flashed incessantly. The Chief Warlock Engineer suddenly reached out his Claw and grabbed the handle of Poseidon's Trident.
"Oh? You still have strength? " Bodrick enjoyed all of this with the attitude of a victor. The old duke was satisfied that his prey had been defeated. The surrounding Storm Rats saw this scene and all of them let out cries of agony. Then, they rushed forward to snatch Icart's body.
The Skaven Ratmen had a system of collective punishment. If Icart died here, even if they could return, they would all be captured and fed to the Abomination of the Pit!
It was useless. More Mannen Guards and Poseidon Knights had rushed over and fought with them.
A deep sense of satisfaction and glory shrouded Duke Boddrick. That was the pride of ancient times. He recalled the glorious championship showdown between his ancestor and Marcus. That battle lasted for a day and a night until Marcus cut off the head of Svenka, the Chosen Warrior of the Four Gods.
I am now the same as my ancestor! Duke Bodrick finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He relaxed and raised Poseidon's Trident with both hands. Then, he lifted Poseidon's body and announced to everyone with a proud tone.
"The commander of the Skaven Ratmen has been slain by me, Bodrick de Bordero, the glorious descendant of Marcus!"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
"My Lady!"
"We won!"
Deafening cheers erupted on the battlefield. The Brittany army shouted in unison, while the Ratmen were defeated and fled in panic.
It was painful, but Icart Talon, who was lifted in the air, did not die. Although the life of the Skaven Chief Warlock was gradually leaving him, he was still alive. His mind was spinning wildly.
"It's over! Rat! "Bodrick held Poseidon's Trident tightly." Let's end it with this! "
"Mannen's Power!" Poseidon's Trident thrust upwards. Bodrick was sure that Mannen's power would make the Ratman explode into pieces!
However, nothing happened.
Mannen's power did not appear. The expected Poseidon's Power and Storm did not appear.
"What? This is impossible! " The shock in Bodrick's heart made the old duke's eyes turn black. He saw stars and could not even stand properly.
Mannen, the Sea God, has abandoned me? My Lord, have you abandoned your prince, have you abandoned Bordero?
The short period of time in which Bodrick was stunned gave some hidden existences an excellent opportunity.
The Skaven Essien Clan's Master Assassin, West, finally made his move. He formed a seal with his hands and chanted.
"Instant!" The Master Assassin appeared behind Duke Bodrick in an instant.
"Wind God!" "Thunder God!" Three Teardrop swords appeared in his hands and wrapped around his tail.
"Shadow!" The two doppelgangers obstructed everyone's vision. The Master Assassin tossed a smoke grenade on the ground, causing a huge cloud of smoke and chaos to erupt.
Before the shocked Bodrick could release his hands from Poseidon's Trident, the three Teardrop swords pierced through his chest from behind.
At this moment, Bodrick's life flashed before his eyes.
The glorious Bordero family.
He inherited his father's position as a Knight and became the Duke of Bordero.
He never revealed his ambition to become the Knight King.
He was overjoyed at his son's return from the Holy Grail.
The prosperous Bordero, the Mannen Dry Dock, the Mannen Temple on the island, and the loyal Sea God Knights guarding the Lord of the Sea for thousands of years.
My Lord, have you really abandoned us?
Finally, there was Bordero's winery. The mountains were covered with red leaves and the forests were dyed red. The knights planted high-quality grapes on the fertile land bestowed by the Goddess and finally brewed a world-class wine.
"Don't hate the gentle breeze, the mountains are red from spring to autumn."
The Duke of Bordero of Brittany, the only Marshal of the Navy among the ten Marshals, the Chosen One of the Sea God Mannen and Prince Mannen, the commander of the Sea God's fleet, Bodrick de Bordero, died in the fields of Aquitaine.
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