PS: This update is to make up for the 26th, so I don't owe any updates. Just to emphasize, haha.
"Wooooo ~" The sound of the horn resounded throughout the Muxilon Swamp.
The first to appear were groups of Warhawk Archers. These Elven Archers riding on giant Warhawks were the first to rush into the battlefield. These Elven Archers, who were only born to hunt, pulled their bowstrings and accurately shot at the Chaos Demons that were wreaking havoc on the swamp. Once the sharp arrows with the power of sparks pierced into the demons' bodies, they immediately began to burn.
The giant Warhawks spread their wings and swooped down from the sky. They swooped down on the bodies of the Chaos Demons, causing great damage to these terrifying creatures!
Then, a large group of Woodland Knights from Azeroth rushed into the battlefield from the forest.
"The Lord of the Woodland, Queen Alaier's Chosen Champion, Araloth is here!" The Hero of the Wood Elves, Araloth the Brave, waved his spear and joined the battle. He shouted his name loudly, and the remaining giant Warhawk spread its wings and swooped down from the sky like a cannonball!
He had already found his target! It was the Wizard Tzeentch who was commanding the Tzeentch Demons in formation!
"For the love of Lilith! I sentence you to death! " Araloth was in high spirits. This Hero of the Wood Elves was full of pride and vitality. His golden hair fluttered in the wind. He stood up from the Warhawk and raised the spear in his hand.
The Wizard Tzeentch immediately noticed Araloth who was riding on the Warhawk. The Wizard Tzeentch, who had two horns on his head and a third eye on his forehead, screamed and immediately tried to cast a spell to resist.
Araloth's tamed Falcon flew over quickly. It fiercely pecked the Wizard Tzeentch's face and pulled out his eyeball, brutally interrupting his casting. The panicked Wizard Tzeentch did not even have time to turn around or raise his staff to block. Araloth's spear had already pierced through his chest.
"Aisley! Forward! " The war eagle rose into the sky again, and Aralos proudly announced his victory. He immediately looked for the next trophy for Lilith!
Hundreds of Sword Dancers rushed out of the forest again. These believers of the God of Deceit, Loik, had also begun their own battle. The War Dancers danced beautifully and elegantly, slaughtering their enemies one by one. On the battlefield, the War Dancers were deadly warriors. They passed by the Chaos Demons and killed them one by one as they moved. The waves of War Dancers could even dodge Tzeentch's magic attacks. The War Dancers elegantly and elegantly circled their enemies. Many Chaos Demons had already been cut into pieces.
But that wasn't the end. The Wood Elf King Ao Laing's horn was still sounding.
The entire army of Tzeich trembled at the sound of the horn of the King of the Forest. Following the sound of the horn, more horns began to sound out from the forest, causing all the mortals to feel their blood boil.
The King of Eight Peak Mountain, Belega, raised his hammer and yelled happily, "Ahhhhh! Valaya's cloak! My grandpa's beard! It was pointy ears! Pointy ears has come to support us! "
The sound of hooves was like thunder. The wild riders of the King of the Forest had arrived.
"Let the Wild Hunt begin!" In the depths of the forest, the Wood Elf King, who was more than three meters tall, appeared. The voice of the King of the Forest rumbled, low but clear. "We cannot sit by and watch the Chaos destroy our neighbors!"
"For Azoloren!"
"Aisley!"
"Forward!"
The wild riders joined the battle under the leadership of Ao Laing. These guards of the King of the Forest swept across the battlefield, crushing the bodies of the Chaos Demons. Although there were many casualties along the way, Aisley was not afraid of death. There was nothing more glorious than participating in the Wild Hunt with Ao Laing.
Even the essence of the forest of Azoloren had joined the battle. More than ten meters tall Ents roared and rushed into the battlefield. They used their feet, hands, and roots to destroy the terrifyingly powerful demons.
The King of the Forest used his powerful strength to destroy the Chaos Demons. The Spear of Kunos in his hand was a bloody mess. The demonic weapons and witchcraft of the Chaos Demons were ineffective against the King of the Wood Elves. The Spear of Kunos tore through the bodies of four Chaos Demons as if it was meat.
Behind him, the Twilight sisters also appeared. Each of them was riding a forest dragon, and their dragon breath drowned the formation of the chaos demons.
The King of the Forest, Ao Laing, was also joining the hunt today!
The Great Demon of Treachery, Carlos, felt that the situation was troublesome. Just as the Weaver of Fate was about to cast a spell of mass destruction, something attracted his attention.
A dazzling green light shone from the depths of the forest. A knight whose body was entirely green appeared from the depths of the forest. He killed two demons with a single slash. He was wearing a strange green armor that was entwined with ivy. Along the way, no Chaos Demon could withstand the edge of the Blade of Agony.
The Guardian of the Knight King's Kingdom, the ultimate defender of kindness, and the embodiment of the Eight Virtues of Knights, the Green Knight had also appeared.
"It's the Green Knight!"
"The Green Knight has come to help us!"
The Brittany knights saw the Green Knight's appearance and their morale was greatly boosted. They began to regroup and prepare for the final battle.
"He's finally here!" Laing wiped the blood on his face and growled. "Great!"
"You've asked the Wood Elves for help?" Morgiana gasped. The Lake Goddess Witch looked a little unhappy. Her beautiful golden hair was already soaked in sweat. Due to the impact of Treachery's Mind Blast, two streaks of blood flowed from her nostrils. She did not have time to wipe them away.
"They're the only reinforcements we can ask for in a short period of time!" Laing's expression was serious. "You understand, Morgiana."
The Lake Goddess Witch's expression did not look too good, but she still nodded and did not object. Although Morgiana hated the Wood Elves, there was no other choice for now. Although the Lake Goddess Witch had a bad temper, she knew that she had to consider the big picture at this critical moment.
"Ahhhhh!" After saying that, Ryan fiercely punched the ground with his fist. He endured the pain and stood up.
Large drops of blood fell on the swamp, causing ripples. Laing wiped his face with his hand. His hand was covered in blood. He could feel the burning pain on his face and chest.
However, he could not stop. Laing noticed that even with the Wood Elves joining the war and the Green Knights fighting against the Chaos Demons, Treachery's army still did not show any signs of defeat.
This was the power of the Chaos Demons. Mortals could never imagine what they were up against.
They had to defeat Treachery!
"Kalad, are you dead?" Laing struggled to get up. He staggered.
"Not yet!" Kalad's entire body was covered in blood. Great Demon Tzeentch's attacks had caused him many injuries, but after hearing Clayon's call, Kalad gritted his teeth and tried to get up. "I can still … fight!"
"Very good!" Laing spat. His face was filled with anger and hatred. "We have to defeat Treachery. If you have any strength left, use it!"
"Oh!" Kalad nodded. He understood.
"Sir Berchemund?"
"I'm ready, Laing!" Berchemund's fighting spirit was burning. He said humorously, "Don't back down halfway, okay?"
Ryan smiled when he heard this.
Indeed, mortals did not need shelters. They just needed to keep moving forward.
As long as they did not stop, the path would continue to extend …
Laing raised Nemesis. Griffon Impris flew to his side. Kalad mounted his horse.
They were ready to continue the battle.
At this time, Fate Weaver Carlos and Forest King Ao Laing had already begun their battle.
At this very moment, Great Demon Tzeentch's strength had already astonished O 'Brien. The King of the Forest was actually unable to defeat the Weaver of Fate by himself, and was even faintly at a disadvantage.
The battle between Kunos' Spear and the Witchcraft Scepter seemed to be reflected in the subspace. Kunos' Spear pierced through Fate Weaver's demonic armor. Carlos' howls were incessant, but Ao Laing was also injured by the witchcraft flames and the Witchcraft Scepter.
"Oh!" The King of the Forest gripped Kunos' Spear tightly. The enemy in front of him was much stronger than the Sanctuary-level Orc Beast King, "Shadow Spawn" Morgul. O 'Brien could feel Carlos' boundless chaotic energy and ferocious attacks, which made him retreat a few steps.
It was only the beginning of spring. Ao Laing had just revived from the Oak Tree. His divine power had not reached its peak, but he knew he had to support the Brittany. Otherwise, the land outside of Azeroth would become a land ruled by the dead and Chaos. This was something the Wood Elves could not tolerate. The Aislai were used to peaceful times, but they would never avoid war.
Even if sacrifices were inevitable, the Aislai would always fight to protect their home!
The battle continued. Fate Weaver mocked the Forest King for overestimating himself. He could see that the opponent was the mortal incarnation of the Elven God King, Hunter God Kunos.
But so what?
Perhaps in the middle of summer, Ao Laing could defeat him, but now it was the beginning of spring. His divine power was not enough to fight against him.
How could a mortal false god have the power to fight against a great true god?
The Griffon's cry came from afar, interrupting Fate Weaver's thoughts. Laing's roar followed.
"Don't stop!"
The Goddess of Vengeance and the Witchcraft Scepter clashed, creating sparks.
At the same time, the Green Knight appeared in front of the Treacherous Demons. The Green-eyed King stared coldly at Carlos. "Go back to your kingdom, demon. This is not a place where you can do as you please."
"Ha!" Carloze's two heads let out a shrill laugh. He teleported to the back of the Tzeentch's army.
This move was beyond everyone's expectations, and the next scene made everyone feel an extremely heavy pressure.
Behind Carlos, three portals to the Realm of Chaos opened one after another.
More and more Treacherous Demons were entering the mortal world. The blue demon tsunami gradually drowned the allied army and the Wood Elves' army. Even though the Wood Elves and the Green Knights joined the battle, the mortals could not escape the fate of defeat.
"Destroy everything! Praise the Saint Treacherous! " The Weaver of Fate hid at the back of the demon army, its two faces full of mockery. "Your efforts are destined to be futile. The Lord of Myriad Changes enjoys your breaths, and my master has sent more reinforcements for me. Lowly and backward mortals, you have given up on embracing true civilization. Your fate has long been decided. The Lord of Fate controls everything, and victory is within reach!"
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Out of the three portals opened by Carlos, two of them suddenly exploded. The huge blast killed thousands of Treacherous Demons on the spot.
"What?" Fate Weaver looked behind him angrily.
The portal had already turned green, and a disgusting stench was coming out of the portal. Then, thousands of Nurgle demons appeared, and hundreds of Nurgle spirits carried a huge palanquin equipped with alchemy tools. On it was a flask full of boiling bubbling liquid with a strange smell and a sack full of experimental substances. The Nurgle Demons carried the carpet and walked. Countless of their kind surrounded the palanquin.
The First Great Demon under Nurgle, the Father of Plague, Ku-Gaz, appeared from the portal. Its huge fat body was covered with all kinds of pustules, festering, and rotting wounds. Right behind it, the most powerful Demon Army under Nurgle's command — the Plague Demon Army entered the battlefield.
"Ku-Gaz?" Carlos shouted sharply. "It's you?!"
"Hahaha …" The First Great Demon under Nurgle, Ku-Gaz, let out a dull laugh. It fished out a large handful of Nurgle soup from the crucible beside it and stuffed it into its mouth. "Carlos, we, meet again!"
"What are you doing here?!"
"Stop, you!" The First Great Demon under Nurgle raised the huge sword in its hand. "This is, Master's, order. You, Can, Not, Gather, All, Things! Loving Father, Forbid! "
After that, Ku-Gaz did not give Carlos a chance to continue speaking. It immediately ordered while Carlos was not paying attention. "Children, destroy the Treacherous Army. For, the love of a loving father!"
"Idiot! Since you want to die, I'll satisfy you! " The Weaver of Fate was so angry that smoke came out of its two bird heads. It immediately ordered all the Treacherous Demons under its command to return and join the battle against the Plague Army!
Under Carlos' command, the Treacherous Army left the battle line so quickly that the allied army could not catch up. All the Treacherous Demons in the fierce battle with the allied army turned around and ran, quickly abandoning the entire battlefield.
"For the love of a loving father!" Just like that, the Nurgle Plague Army directly started a war with the Treacherous Eternal Army. For a moment, the entire swamp was filled with the figures of the Treacherous Demons and the Nurgle Demons fighting. Tens of thousands of demons were killing each other.
The Weaver of Fate used its Witchcraft Scepter to stab holes all over the Father of Plague's body, while the Plague Greatsword in Ku-Gaz's hand chopped Carlos' feathers all over the sky.
The allied army made up of humans, dwarves, and wood elves was left staring blankly at this magical scene.
Laing: "???"
Belega: "???"
Ao Laing: "????"
"What's going on?" Berchemund was confused. "Why are they fighting?"
"Forget it! Let's retreat first! "Laing decisively ordered." Take this opportunity to hurry to Landuin's tomb! "
"Only by awakening Landuin's heroic spirit and completely cutting off the source of Mu Xilong's corruption will we have a chance of victory!"
"Retreat! Retreat! "
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