Grote and his brothers began to reorganize their army and prepare to head south.
According to Eichahn's plan, the Chaos vanguard army was about 400,000 people.
Grote and his brothers' main force was 200,000 people, made up of a large number of Nurgle tribes from Noska and Kurgan, but also other Chaos tribes. This route would follow the Claw Sea and the coastline of the Empire, directly taking Marlinburg. After taking control of Marlinburg, they would go downstream and directly attack the capital of the Empire, Brunswick.
The commander of the second route was Gotritt – The Spitter. This route had 60,000 people, and under Eichahn's orders, they would directly disembark from Nord Territory, pass through the Drakwald Forest, and converge with the Orc tribe there. It was estimated that there would be 50,000 to 70,000 new Orc troops joining them. After converging, they would follow the forest road of Midden Territory to attack Karonburg from the north, and then go straight for the capital of the Empire, Brunswick.
The commanders of the third route were the three brothers of the Maggot Knights. They were the Maggot King Oghaust – The Demon Vomit, the Nurgle Spirit Lord Morbid – The Reborn, and the Nurgle Sorcerer Broben – The Rotten Spawn. These three Nurgle champions, the Saint-level experts, had an army of about 60,000 people. They would follow the wasteland of Kislöw south along the Upper Tarabek River, attacking Tarabeheim, and then follow the Tarabek River from east to west to attack the capital of the Empire, Brunswick.
This meant that Eichahn's military plan was for the three routes to attack together and rendezvous at the capital of the Empire, Brunswick.
Sitting on his Chaos Throne, the Eternal Chosen One looked at the rows of proud soldiers under his command. He paid attention to the Saint-level Chaos Lords who were the most noteworthy. He looked at them one by one, and silently recited their names:
Khorne's Bride, Blood Queen Valkyrie.
Khorne's Chosen One Champion, Kahn – The Betrayer.
Khorne's Chosen One Skaal – Blood Rage.
Tzeentch's Chosen One Champion, Ka A-Zanaik.
Tzeentch's Chosen One, Wilic – World Spellcaster.
The Chosen Champion of Nurgle, Festus, and the three Grote brothers were not here. The only one present was Tyfons, the master of the Hive of Pestilence. Half of his body was covered in amethysts, crystallized from the excessive amount of Wind of Death that Vlad had injected into him. Tyfons appeared to be in great pain, but what was even more painful was the fact that there was an axe embedded in his head. Eichahn knew that it was the work of Kahn, the Chosen Champion of Khorne. As long as Eichahn was not around, that battle maniac would repeatedly stir up trouble and create disputes in the camp.
Kahn only listened to Ai Chahn's orders.
As for the perverted god choosing Lucius …
Melodious music came from within the camp. Lucius, the Perverted Demon Prince, Kasolon, and the Perverted Demon Chosen, Edwin, were performing the art of pallbearers. A group of Perverted Demons were blowing suona, while two rows of Sons of Indulgence warriors were carrying the coffin of Auster's Elector, Wamir von Zhukov, and rocking it back and forth.
"We are a professional team!" Lucius was in high spirits.
The cloth was covered, the coffin was lifted, the perverted toys were served, the pit was dug, the soil was buried, the young and old of the Empire cried, the oil was poured, the furnace was lit, the ashes were scattered in the wind, and the war song of the apocalypse was played.
They were all idiots, all idiots, Eichahn thought. The entire camp, from top to bottom, except for Eichahn's personal army, the Qie Xue Army, and the Sword of Chaos, were all idiots. They were all tools for Eichahn to destroy the world.
However, what Eichahn needed now were tools. He wanted to destroy the world, so he did not care how many of these people died, or how cruelly they died, it did not matter. As long as they could contribute to the destruction of the world, they were qualified. Eichahn welcomed all believers of the God of Darkness to join his ranks.
"When do we kill?" Kahn stood up, this lunatic roared at Eichahn.
Eichahn could sense Kahn's anxiousness. To Kahn, the three useless Nurgle, Grote and his brothers had already 'set off', yet Kahn was still here waiting for orders. To a Chosen One of the Khorus, the most painful thing was having nothing to do.
"When do we kill???" Kahn became more and more violent. "I want to kill, burn and destroy everything, let blood flow!"
"There will be a time when you kill, but not now," the Eternal Chosen God said calmly. Kahn angrily pulled out his chainaxe and pointed it at Eichahn. The Khorne Chosen God appeared anxious and manic. "We want to kill now. Tell me, who do we kill?"
"Everyone. We will kill everyone," Eichahn said coldly. "Shut up! Get out. "
He was the Eternal Chosen God.
Kahn waved his weapon angrily, but he could not hurt Eichahn. This was the will of the Khorne. Everyone was the Khorne's servant. Eichahn knew very well that if he lost the Khorne's favor, Kahn would not hesitate to charge at him and try to cut off his head.
But as long as the Khorne was still watching, still expecting and still longing for Eichahn's performance, Kahn would not be able to hurt Eichahn at all.
"Three armies attacking Brunswick separately. Is there a risk of being defeated one by one?" Tzeki's Chosen God champion Za-Zanaik asked Eichahn. He looked like he was asking a question, but his face was full of mockery.
"Impossible. As long as I don't appear, the Empire will never completely unite," Eichahn said calmly. "Don't doubt my judgment of the Empire."
"The Empire tried to cover up Huff Windroot's great defeat, but paper can't stop the fire. Eternal Chosen God, the Empire will try to seek help from all the factions in the old world." Zainaik suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "You have to consider this."
"Who can help Brunswick? Mildenheim who is already in seclusion? Was it those dwarves who were besieged? The Nur who is filled with hundreds of Skaven armies underground? Or the elves who are far away in Ossouin? "Eichahn's lava-like eyes behind the three-eyed helmet stared at Zainaik.
"The Brittany. They will help Brunswick." Tzeki's Chosen Wilic, the Spellcaster, said.
The Brittany! Sun Wang Laing!
Eichahn's heart clenched when he thought of this person. That was indeed a great threat. The Eternal Chosen God knew that the First Blood God Prince, Seed of Destruction, who was known as the invincible First Blood God Prince, had died at the hands of Laing -Macado, and he had died completely.
Although Eichahn had gathered the blessings of the Four Gods and six Chaos Divine Artifacts, the Eternal Chosen God knew very well that in terms of raw power, he was slightly weaker than Seed of Destruction.
However, Eichahn had already prepared a plan.
"The Brittany may indeed help the Empire, but I can be sure that Brunswick will definitely hesitate on whether to ask for help, because there are many people in the Empire's capital who do not wish for a Nur with half the Sun King's blood to inherit the Empire's throne. There are many." Eichahn's tone was certain. "Therefore, the Empire's response to the request for help will definitely be slow, and by that time, the three Grote brothers will definitely have successfully taken down Marlin Castle. As long as the water route is cut off, the Brittany will not be able to help Brunswick quickly."
"Then … what about the Axe Bite Pass?" The tyrannical bride, Valkyrie, said. She looked very expectant, very expectant. "I am really looking forward to meeting this Sun King. I believe that the look of despair in his eyes before he dies will be very interesting."
"The Axe Bite Pass is a mountain path. The Brittany will not be able to pass through the mountain path quickly." The corners of Eichahn's mouth behind his helmet cracked open. "Moreover, our Lord of Plague has already prepared a gift. When Laing -Macado and his reinforcements painstakingly open the Axe Bite Pass, they will discover that there is no path to Brunswick at all."
Seeing that the Eternal Chosen God was so certain, most of the Chaos Lords did not say anything. Eichahn motioned for his Qie Xue Army and the Sword of Chaos to move forward. The crowd then scattered, and the Chaos camp was once again in chaos. Once this motley crew lost the control of the Eternal Chosen God, they were destined to fall into their own crazy pastimes.
Eichahn looked at the scenery before him. From the sky to the sea, from one side of the world to the other, countless Army of Chaos were surging in from all directions. One hundred kilometers, two hundred kilometers, the black mass of the army was endless. He only felt that a little monster was roaring wantonly in the depths of his heart.
Want freedom! Want complete freedom!
The destruction of the world was Eichahn's long-cherished wish. The Three-Eyed King, the Lord of Doom had waited for this moment for countless years. Now, the opportunity to destroy the world was approaching Eichahn. It also meant that the achievements that Eichahn had worked hard for for hundreds of years were about to welcome the final test.
If it were a mortal, they would probably be nervous, excited, and expectant.
However, Eichahn could only feel nothingness, a kind of complete and utter nothingness.
Like a kind of abyss that could devour everything, Eichahn's soul had long been tired and was weary of the world. In his eyes, everything in the world was so ugly and disgusting, so disgusting.
So destroy, destroy completely.
It had never been the Four Gods of Chaos who had chosen Eichahn to be the Destroyer, the Eternal Chosen God. Eichahn had always believed that it was he who had chosen the Four Gods of Chaos, so that the Four Gods would have the opportunity to destroy the world through his hands. It was he who had given the Four Gods this opportunity.
That was all.
Want freedom! Want complete freedom!
Eichahn's heart finally felt some comfort. The Eternal Chosen God looked at his army and thought to himself that when the destruction of the world was successful, when the world was swallowed up by the Chaos and everything turned into nothingness and annihilation, the Four Gods of Chaos would also lose interest in everything here because they had lost their source of energy. When everything turned into a deathly stillness, the freedom that he wanted would probably come, right?
When Eichahn was still Didrick, there were roughly three levels of freedom.
The first level of freedom was the most basic freedom. That was, the freedom to do whatever one wanted. A mortal could choose to farm, hunt, fish, or work, run errands or serve as a soldier as a means of livelihood. A mortal could freely choose the way to live. They could decide whether they wanted to eat bread or porridge today. This was the most basic freedom.
The second level of freedom was a slightly higher level of freedom. That was, after a mortal possessed a certain level of material conditions and economic foundation, they had the freedom to do whatever they wanted. They could choose not to farm if it was too tiring. They could choose not to hunt if it was too dangerous. After getting rid of the most basic need for survival, a mortal had the right to pursue the freedom of social interaction and respect.
The third level of freedom was the freedom that most mortals pursued. It was an even higher level of freedom.
What was an even higher level of freedom?
It was the freedom to interfere with the freedom of others, the freedom to decide the fate of others, the freedom to make others not free.
Eichahn had experienced this kind of 'freedom' too many times. From the beginning to the end, everyone, even the Gods, had been 'guiding' him on what he should do. There was not a single day when his fate was in his own hands.
Eichahn could not even commit suicide. He could hang himself for an entire day without breaking his breathing. He could even jump into a bonfire and avoid the flames.
What Eichahn pursued was the fourth level of freedom. Absolute freedom. That was, the freedom to not be affected, restrained, or interfered with by any outside world. The freedom to rule over all things and completely break away from all rules.
He firmly believed that the moment when he would obtain true freedom was not far away.
The key to all of this lay in Mildenheim!
"My Lord?" The Sword of Chaos' eternal members walked up. As the personal guards of the Eternal God's Chosen, all members of the Sword of Chaos were at least at the level of the Great Barbarian Lords or Great Khans. Every single one of them enjoyed the blessing of the four Gods.
"Bring me my pen." Eichahn gestured for his subordinates to bring over a pen made from human bones. He dipped the pen in the blood of mortals and wrote a declaration of war against the Empire.
It was called 'The Seven Great Regrets'.
"The Eternal God's Chosen, Eichahn, denounces all the citizens of the Charlemagne Empire!"
"The first regret, I regret the Empire's incompetence in defending the land, causing the barbarians to invade our land and insult my mother, causing me to be born!"
"The second regret, I regret my foster father's viciousness, abandoning me in the forest to feed the wolves!"
"The third regret, I regret the Church's incompetence, abandoning the 'Book of Destiny', causing the Chaos to know about it and dragging me into it."
"The fourth regret, I regret the prejudice of the Order of Knights, disregarding our former comradeship."
"The fifth regret, I regret the Demon Hunters indiscriminately killing my foster mother's entire family."
"The sixth regret, I regret Charlemagne's indifference and heartlessness, not uttering a single word when I begged him with my blood."
"The seventh regret, I regret the Archbishop's incompetence and cowardice, not listening to honest advice, forcing the people to rebel, causing me to walk on the path of no return!"
After the Eternal God's Chosen finished writing the 'Seven Great Regrets', he couldn't help but recall the days when he was still Diderick. Eichahn first recalled his childhood, how he grew up under the meticulous care of his foster father, becoming an outstanding warrior. Then, he became the attendant of a cowardly and lecherous noble knight, returning the knight's weapon and armor after his death in battle. His piety and integrity moved the knight's wife, who was despised by her husband for her entire life. He was adopted and obtained the qualifications of a knight, entering the Twin-tailed Comet Knights, becoming both a Holy Knight and a Demon Hunter.
The last memory dissipated in Eichahn's mind. He raised the oath with the 'Seven Great Regrets' written on it and raised his own Chaos Magic Sword, Uzur. Amidst the black-red flames and lightning, the Seven Great Regrets were reduced to ashes along with the human skin parchment.
There was no need to announce the Seven Great Regrets to the world, because they were all going to die.
He would overthrow the Empire! He would tear apart all the disguises of the false gods and the Church, he would let everyone in the world know that the people of the Empire and the gods of the old world were hypocrites, he would destroy this world! Then, he would devour its ashes!
Then, he would settle the score with the Four Gods of Chaos, letting the Four Gods understand how laughable their decision to control Eichahn's fate was, and how great the backlash would be!
And in the end, when everything turned into nothingness.
The freedom that Eichahn had sought his entire life, would truly arrive.
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