Malecis, who was following behind Grimog- Ironhide, couldn't help but reveal a smug and mocking expression behind his mask.
Green Skins are Green Skins, they don't have brains.
After being fooled by me, they immediately went to fight with Chaos.
With these green-skinned creatures as meat shields and Grimoggi-Ironhide going up against Eichaen, we might still have a chance of winning. Thinking up to this point, Malekith couldn't help but glance at the subordinates behind him. The Shadow Army only had two to three hundred people now. Almost all of them were injured and exhausted. However, these warriors still followed behind him. Whether it was the High Elves, Wood Elves or the Dark Elves who were once under the command of the Shaman King, their eyes were still burning with flames as they waited for Malekith's orders.
Is this what you want to tell me? Snorri? At this moment, Malecis wasn't the Shaman King, but the former ambassador of the Elven Empire, Prince Malecis. Malecis ordered these soldiers to follow closely behind him. The Eternal King released his own shadow power, enveloping these warriors so that they wouldn't be hurt.
I'll just let Green Skin go and exhaust Chaos. It's not my turn to attack yet.
Malecis thought stubbornly. Actually, the Eternal King knew that he didn't have much magic left, and his stamina was more than half depleted. It would be a waste of effort to fight Eichaen.
Let's do what I can do first!
Malecis ordered. Taking advantage of the Green Skins breaking the formation, the Army of Shadows charged towards the Tzeentch Demon Army.
Other than Malecis' Army of Shadows, the other incarnations of the army also arrived.
"Yo, old friend, are you alright?" The Heaven's Army, Upgraded Karl, had brought the last of the Empire's army to the scene. At this moment, the number of the Empire's army was really not much. There were less than 60 Brunswick Guards, more than 100 Karonburg Great Swordsmen, more than 200 Griffin Army infantrymen and a small number of Brunswick Army remnants. There were only a few hundred of them left. The Emperor had lost to Eichaen in the previous battle. Fortunately, he was saved by Tyrion and Gelt. The Emperor knew very well that before he obtained Gail Maraz, he did not possess the power to go against Eichaen. The fact that the "Gail Maraz Origin Substance" created using the Wind of Heaven was directly shattered by the Kingslayer was proof of this.
While Karl was still doubting whether he could do anything, he finally met up with the Mildenheim defenders. The two White Wolf Monks finally saw the Emperor. They raised the item in their hands, intending to return it to its rightful owner.
The Emperor looked at the bronze reflection held up by the White Wolf Cultivator. He could not help but gulp. Without any hesitation, he reached out and grasped the handle of the war hammer.
Lightning flashed. Upgraded Karl let out a satisfied sigh. "Now, we are complete."
At this moment, Upgraded Karl-franz had officially become history.
The one standing on top of the ruins of Mildenheim was the founding Emperor of the Empire, the King of Carolin, the Savior of the World, Emperor Charlemagne!
The crackling sound of thunder surged across the battlefield. The Chaos Demons escaped from this absolute tyrannical power. Their bodies were charred by the moving lightning. Charlemagne rode the Death Claw and rushed into the battlefield. He swung the divine hammer Gail Maraz back and forth. All the Chaos Demons could not withstand any of the Emperor's attacks. Only the smell of charred flesh was left behind. Perhaps at this moment, the Empire realized that the return of the founding Emperor was not a lie. He had already returned and was right beside us!
Fanatical determination spurred the Empire's army to show amazing willpower. Although they were few in number, they still followed the Emperor and stabbed their spears and swords into the bodies of the Chaos Demons.
Metal Wind Galt's Metal Army followed closely behind. A small group of Scorching Sun Knights, half of Saul's Red Shirt Legion, the Armoured Nur, the Blackstone Guards who had lost more than half of their forces, and the Sun Legion which was not as strong as before. The Metal Wind Galt's Metal Army only had a little more than a thousand Chaos Demons left. The Metal Wind Galt's Metal Army was very powerful. All he needed to do was to point his Volan Staff at anything, and that thing would either turn into clay or gold. As the battle went on, the Metal Army's Metal Army was equipped with heavy armor and runes. They shouted Galt's name and believed that he would bring them victory.
The Life Army and Light Wind Galt's Metal Army met up. Alariel and Tyrion looked at each other without saying a word. Alariel and Tyrion looked at each other and returned the silver-armored knights who had served under Tyrion for many years to Tyrion. Prince Imric, the new Elven Underworld Warden, looked at Tyrion with disdain. He wanted to compete with Tyrion to see who could kill more demons. The silver-armored knights charged together with the Dragon Princes. Tyrion's valiant performance gave everyone the illusion that the hero of Ossouin had returned.
Karjoin's Flame Army was the closest to Yurick Castle where Eichahn was. The current incarnation of the Wind of Flame didn't want to accept such a fate. He didn't want to bear such a heavy responsibility, but fate had chosen him. Karjoin could only force himself to focus and control the power of the Wind of Flame. Karjoin still had more than a hundred Phoenix Guards, a small number of Rothern Sea Guards, a few Phoenixes, and six squads of High Elf soldiers.
Vlad, the incarnation of the Wind of Death, was still on his way to Yuric Castle. The Lord of Death didn't dare to charge into the fray himself, so he chose a more conservative approach. Along the way, he had awakened all the undead nearby, and the fallen human warriors and Warriors of Chaos were all top-notch fertilizer for Vlad. If it weren't for the fact that the Fire of Yuric was still burning and suppressing Vlad's power, the Lord of Death would have been able to raise an army of fifty thousand undead. Although Vlad only had three to four thousand undead under his command, it was still one of the strongest among his incarnations.
But in terms of combat power, no one could compare to the Green Dwarfs.
Although there weren't many of them, Grimogorg-Ironhide and his brats were a huge problem for Eichahn's army. Whether it was the Sin Demons or the Nurgle Demons, they would need at least three to four fatal blows to kill the Green Dwarfs, especially the Black Orcs. And the Black Orcs' giant axes were basically able to kill anyone in a single blow. Even the Nurgle Demons were no exception.
Grimogorg-Ironhide charged ferociously until he broke through Eichahn's army and approached the Eternal Chosen One himself. This Black Orc Warlord and his brats were hard to find a match in the whole world, but that obviously didn't include Eichahn and his Sword of Chaos. The Eternal Chosen One rode his black horse and charged towards the Black Orcs' flank. The Lord Slayer cut through the heavily armored Black Orcs like chopping vegetables. Every strike was able to penetrate deep into their bones. The power of the black lightning made the Black Orcs who were least afraid of pain and damage scream in agony. After the charge of the Chaos Knights, the sound of bones breaking and armor shattering could be heard. Eichahn killed all the way, the Black Orcs' flesh and blood filled the sky. Many Black Orcs who dared to challenge Eichahn covered their necks with their hands as their heads fell to the ground.
The price of more than 20,000 Green Skins charging into the Army of Chaos was horrifying. In just over half an hour, only a few thousand of the WAAAGH that Grimogge was so proud of were left. The Black Orc Warlord, the incarnation of the Wind of the Beast, noticed that its tough boys had also suffered a lot of casualties. Every time a tough boy hammered the Canned Man into pieces, the Canned Man's counterattack would also take away the life of a tough boy.
It's him! It's him! It's him! It's him!
That bald-headed warboss with spikes that Pointy Ears spoke of, the man who was ready to end the world!
Alright, it's time to prove Grimogorg-Ironhide's strength. Pulling out the Man-Slaughtering Axe from the Big Unclean's head, Ironhide pushed aside the two Black Orcs beside him and charged towards Eichaen. "WAAAAAGH!"
When Grimogorg-Ironhide attacked the Eternal Chosen One, Eichaen gestured for two members of the Sword of Chaos to come forward and stop the enraged Black Orcs.
The eyes of their demonic horses turned red as they charged, the spears that were laid flat flashing with the curses from the Realm of Chaos.
Grimogorg-Ironhide ducked and dodged the first blow. Then, with a backhand swing of his axe, a whirlwind swept across the front legs of the demonic horses.
The two Chaos Knights fell into the bloodstains together with their horses. They rolled a few times on the ground and crashed into a pile of plague carriers.
Grimogorg-Ironhide quickly grabbed one of the Chaos Knights with one hand and threw him off the saddle. As he fell to the ground, Grimogorg-Ironhide landed on his chest. The Man-Slaughtering Axe smashed through the Chaos Armor. This member of the Sword of Chaos who had followed Eichaen and fought for hundreds of years in the Chaotic Wastelands only had time to tremble twice before he stopped moving.
There was only one left. In the blink of an eye, Grimogorg-Ironhide rushed to the side of the other Chaos Knight and stepped on his chest with one of his steel boots, pinning him to the ground. Then, the giant axe cleanly sliced across the Northlander's neck and beheaded him. The Black Orc raised his head and looked at Eichaen who was a dozen steps away. He laughed mockingly and leveled his battle axe to challenge Eichaen.
Eichaen responded to Grimogorg-Ironhide. His burning iron hooves trampled over the dying soldiers and corpses.
Grimogorg-Ironhide did not move. Ironhide was not too sure about Eichaen's moves, so he decided to crush him with pure strength as usual. He ignored the tip of the Kingslayer's sword that was aimed straight at his face, as well as the flames that leaked out of Eichaen's helmet and drew a trail in the air.
Eichaen soon felt Grimogorg-Ironhide's power. Ironhide actually allowed the Kingslayer to draw a trail of blood on his face and cut off half of his ear. In response, the Black Orc warlord turned his body into a whirlwind and spun counterclockwise. The whirlwind of the giant axe that came towards him carried unparalleled power.
The first whirlwind shattered Eichaen's shield that was already half broken!
The second whirlwind created a series of sparks on the Kingslayer, the Eternal God's Chosen One.
The third whirlwind, Eichaen finally could not withstand it. The Eternal God's Chosen One was directly knocked off his saddle by this attack and fell to the ground.
"Grimogorg-Ironhide is the strongest!" Ironhide roared its victory. The blood of the Green Orc flowed down from its forehead. However, Ironhide immediately realized that Eichaen had not lost. It immediately pounced forward and left two axe marks on Mocca's Armor. Eichaen was not to be outdone either. The Kingslayer cut open the heavy armor in front of Ironhide's chest, leaving behind a wound that was so deep that the bones could be seen.
"You stupid tiger, why didn't you wipe your thorns clean and come here to tease me?! What's with the thorns? "Ironhide suddenly scolded Eichaen.
"???" Eichaen did not understand what Ironhide was saying for a moment.
The Man-Killing Axe clashed with the King's Demise. The powerful impact caused Eichaen to almost lose his grip on the hilt of the Kingslayer. The Eternal God's Chosen One was shocked at how terrifying Ironhide's strength was. He finally used all his strength. The two weapons clashed together. Ironhide and Eichaen looked at each other. The Black Orc's breath that was so pungent that it made people unable to breathe reached Eichaen's nostrils. When Ironhide saw that its strength was unable to suppress Eichaen, it let out a loud roar and used its own head to smash Eichaen's head with a headbutt.
The Eternal God's Chosen One was dizzy from this blow. He staggered back a step. He noticed that the Chaos Divine Artifact, the Eye of Scherren that was embedded in the middle of the Ruler's Crown was actually emitting sparks. Wisps of Chaos wind leaked out from within. The Eternal God's Chosen One was really furious this time. The Eye of Scherren could allow him to continuously predict what would happen in the future. But now, this Divine Artifact was destroyed!
Ironhide did not understand what was going on with Eichaen. The Black Orc warlord could only understand from the state of the Eternal God's Chosen One that this blow must have been very painful and effective. The Wind of the Beast incarnation immediately shouted proudly, "How nice it would be to be to be a fool for a while. Those brats who don't know the full extent of the waves are evil. Aren't you afraid that I'll stare down at you? I'll kick you until you're shipwrecked, I'll break your Garaha, I'll beat you until your head is sticky and scratchy. If you retaliate, you'll have to squat on the fence and still have to talk about being humble while drooling. Are you confused?!! "
Eichaen was really furious this time. He gripped the Kingslayer tightly. "U-Zul, bestow upon me power!"
Ironhide thought that Eichaen could not hold on anymore. "Look at you faking it all day long. You're so coy, so coy, and so full of yourself. We don't even have people like you in our corner!"
This time, Eichaen did not reply. The Eternal God's Chosen One had completely released U-Zul's power. The power of the Chaos Great Demon was added to the blade. When the two sides clashed again, the situation had changed.
Very few people knew that the so-called invincible Man-Exterminating Axe in Grimogorg-Ironhide's hand was actually just an ordinary axe without any blessings. Ever since Ironhide snatched this axe from the hands of the Chaos Dwarves, it had accompanied him for a very long time. In the long battle, it had always relied on Ironhide's invincible power to sweep through all obstacles. But no matter what, it was just an ordinary weapon.
But Eichaen realized that the weak wooden handle of the Man-Exterminating Axe without any blessings was the key to ending this battle.
After six rounds, against the Kingslayer and the power of the Chaos Great Demon on the blade, the Man-Exterminating Axe finally shattered. The moment Ironhide realized that his weapon was broken, it was too late. Ironhide only had time to swing his fist, causing the Eternal God's Chosen One to stagger. Eichaen swung his sword backwards, chopping off the head of the Black Orc.
The huge head fell to the ground. The incarnation of the Wind of the Beasts, the green-skinned Black Orc warlord, the most terrifying warboss in history, Grimogorg-Ironhide, fell in Mildenheim on this day.
After defeating Ironhide, the Eternal God's Chosen One looked extremely tired. Eichaen bent his body and stood up with difficulty. The wounds on his body were still aching faintly. Looking at his spoils of war, he let out a sinister laugh, ignoring the attack coming from behind.
It was a burning Phoenix! The warrior on the Phoenix held a long halberd in his hand, aiming straight for the back of the Eternal God's Chosen One's neck!
It was the incarnation of the Wind of Flames, the Phoenix Guard Captain Cadjoin! He noticed Eichaen's weakness.
Surprisingly, it was as if Eichaen had eyes at the back of his head. He didn't turn his head. With a flick of his wrist, Cadjoin's halberd was blocked. The halberd imprinted with Elven runes broke into two. "You overestimate yourself!"
Cadjoin's heart sank. The Phoenix Guard Captain's sneak attack had failed.
Then there was only one last move left. Cadjoin knew that his body had a "decree" personally imprinted and blessed by the Phoenix Lord Asuyan. It contained the Phoenix Lord's original power, the Platinum Phoenix Fire. This decree could only be used once. It could burn all the sins in the world and burn all matter in the universe.
There was no other choice. Cadjoin opened his mouth. "In the name of the Phoenix Lord Asuyan, burn!"
Boundless Platinum Fire instantly covered Eichaen's entire body. Cadjoin was filled with anticipation as he watched the Eternal God's Chosen One being engulfed by Asuyan's Fire.
Cadjoin was very clear that his master's strength wouldn't disappoint him. The Phoenix Lord had once flown down from his Platinum Throne and forced the Four Gods of Chaos to retreat with a single strike!
The Platinum Fire raged and swallowed Eichaen. Asuyan's decree, written in the language of the ancient Gods, rose from the fire and read Asuyan's Divine Judgment.
Then, it was torn to pieces.
Eichaen's body, which was still burning in the Platinum Phoenix Fire, stepped out of the flames without a single scratch. The Eternal God's Chosen One laughed loudly. "Asuyan's decree? It's useless! "
Cadjoin was dumbfounded.
The King Slayer swept across.
The incarnation of the Wind of Flames. The Phoenix Guard Captain Cadjoin was split into two and lost his life to Mildenheim.
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