Above the frozen lake, Belega held the Holy Hammer and Shield of Resistance. The King of Eight Peaks Mountain was carefully sizing up his old opponent, his lifelong enemy, the general of Eight Peaks Mountain, Skarnik.
After the failed ambush in the underground tunnel, Belega immediately rushed towards the frozen lake. As everyone knew, Eight Peak Mountain was made up of eight peaks that surrounded a plateau. These eight peaks were so high that even the chaos warriors couldn't climb over them, let alone the Green Dwarfs and the Rat Men. During the first chaos invasion, Eight Peak Mountain was able to face all kinds of threats relatively easily because of these eight peaks. The dwarfs only needed to firmly guard the two gates.
However, Belega learned from his ancestor's spirit that there was actually a small path on the surface of Eight Peak Mountain that led to the outside.
That was the frozen lake on Silver Horn Peak. There was a small section of the mountain that wasn't so steep and dangerous. In ancient times, before Eight Peak Mountain fell, there were dwarfs who escaped from here. They wrapped themselves in blankets, hung themselves on ropes, and laid down wooden boards below. They slid down the mountain for more than 2000 meters to find reinforcements. They could leave, but they couldn't enter.
Skarnik had dominated Eight Peak Mountain for decades, so how could he not know about this secret path? Belega didn't believe it, so after coming out of the underground tunnel, Belega immediately rushed towards the frozen lake.
It was all for this moment!
He wanted to personally settle this with Skarnik.
The cold wind blew past Belega's cloak and Skarnik's armor. The Eight Peak Mountain Warrior's cloak had already been thrown away. Now, all that was left was the dwarven armor on his body, the totem of Brother Hell on his chest, and the five or six long beards hanging down. The long white beards that were tied into a twist swayed back and forth under Skarnik's clothes.
Those were the beards of the dwarfs. After the dwarfs died tragically or were captured by Skarnik's subordinates, their beards would be shaved off and become ornaments for the warriors of Eight Peak Mountain.
Belle Jia refused everyone's help and insisted on going alone. He would definitely settle this grudge here!
At the same time, Skarnik was also sizing up his old opponent. In fact, the Eight Peaks Mountain warrior knew very well that he was no match for Belega in a one-on-one duel. Even Skarnik could barely match up to King Cazador, who was at the peak of the Legendary-realm, let alone Belega, who had just advanced to the Sanctuary-realm.
At the same time, Skarnik's condition wasn't good either. The Eight Peaks Mountain General's injuries from the Titan's Gate battle hadn't healed yet. The previous two breakthroughs had added new injuries to its body. In addition, it had been running for its life and climbing for a long time. Its physical strength was also greatly depleted. It really didn't have the confidence to defeat Belega here.
"Roar! Roar roar roar! " While Skarnik was still hesitating, his beloved pet Gobla let out a terrifying roar. This two-meter-tall giant Skarnik sensed the emotions of its master. It let out a terrifying roar and took the initiative to attack Belega!
The Gobla took a step forward. Its heavy body and powerful legs stepped on the ice surface of the ice lake, making cracking sounds.
Belega also took a step forward. The Eight Peaks Mountain King was wearing heavy armor, holding a warhammer and a shield, and rushed toward the Gobla!
An iron ball and a meatball, facing each other on the ice lake!
The Goblins opened its gigantic mouth, revealing rows of sharp fangs dripping with disgusting saliva. Just as the two sides were about to collide, the Eight Peak Mountain King suddenly stopped. With a quick turn of its body, it slid sideways on the icy surface and dodged the attack!
The Goblins' ferocious maw bit down on empty air! The sharp teeth collided, making a sharp sound that made one's teeth ache. Belega flashed behind the Gobla, raised Angrund's Hammer, and smashed it down with incomparable anger and hatred!
"Boom!" The Holy Hammer fell on the Gobla's head, and the giant Skarnik let out an angry roar. It directly swung its tail and used all its strength to hit Belega's side. This giant meatball had a terrifying strength, and Belega was directly hit by it. He was directly sent flying a few meters, fell on the ice, and slid for a long distance.
"Yes! Yes, that's the way to fight! Goblins, come with me, let's beat this bearded ass! " Skarnik laughed wildly and roared. The Eight Peaks Mountain King personally stepped forward and rushed toward Belega in the ice and snow. "Come! Belega, the hatred between you and me will end today! "
"Yes, today!" Belega had already controlled his balance in the process of sliding out. The Eight Peaks Mountain King turned over and stood up. "Ancestor, bless me!"
The warlord and the king continuously fought like this for dozens of rounds.
However, as the initial anger and fanaticism gradually dissipated, Skarnik's situation became worse and worse. His strength was exhausted, and his old injuries were relapsing. He could not hold on any longer.
Belega sent the Gobla flying with a heavy hammer, and an ancient echo resounded above the peaks. All the ancestors of the Angrund clan were responding to Belega's call. The Eight Peaks Mountain King's body was injected with endless power, and he was now the incarnation of revenge.
His iron boots stepped on the ice, and Belega jumped. "For the Eight Peaks Mountain!"
The ice shattered, and Belega jumped more than a meter high like a cannonball. The Eight Peaks Mountain King, wrapped in the power of revenge, fell on the top of Skarnik's head!
Facing such a terrifying attack, Skarnik could only raise Skarnik's sword to block it. However, Belega's strength was terrifying, and his determination was firm. The power of the Holy Hammer bent Skarnik's sword, and cracks appeared on the ice below Eight Peak Mountain's warrior.
Skarnik was hit by this attack, and Belega immediately seized the opportunity. The Eight Peaks Mountain King calmly and cruelly kicked Skarnik's chest, forcing him to raise his head. Following that, the Holy Hammer fell. "The duel is not over yet!"
Skarnik once again used his sword to block Belega's attack. "Oh! Don't even think about it! "
"It's over!"
In the next second, the edge of the Shield of Resistance fiercely smashed into his face!
"Dong!" Skarnik's face was smashed into paste on the spot. His nose was broken, and three of his teeth were knocked out. Large amounts of blood flowed out of his nose, mixing with the blood in his mouth. Eight Peak Mountain's Warlord flew a few meters away, then turned around and fell to the ground. Skarnik's Sword fell not far away.
Skarnik was now dizzy, and he gasped for breath. He breathed in the cold air, and his vision was a mess. He was about to lose his ability to fight.
"Roar! Roar! " Belega wanted to follow up with another attack, but the Goblins had already arrived. At this moment, his beloved pet looked very miserable. His head was full of bumps, and one of his eyes was blinded. A few of his sharp teeth were broken by Belega, and his mouth was bleeding. His leg was also broken. However, seeing that his master was in a bad situation, the Goblins let out a deafening roar. This giant Skarnik directly rushed towards Belega, and used his head to smash the Eight Peaks Mountain King!
"Bastard!" Belega raised his shield to block. The Goblins' forehead was immediately bounced off by the shield, and blood splattered everywhere. However, this Skarnik did not give up. He did not have hands, so he simply used his body to block Belega, and directly rushed towards the cliff at the side of the mountain!
He wanted to protect his master. His master was his everything. Even if he died, he wanted to die together with this bearded man! Otherwise, his master would still be in danger!
"Ugh!" Belega gripped his shield tightly. Eight Peak Mountain's King used all of his strength, but due to the lack of friction on the ice and the fact that Gobla had already given his all, Belega was pushed back continuously, drawing a long distance on the ice.
Belega held a shield in one hand and a hammer in the other. He smashed Angrund's Hammer on the goblins' head again and again, causing the goblins to be covered in blood. The holy hammer smashed the goblins' head, blinded its remaining eye, made blood flow out of its nostrils, and left a few teeth in its mouth. However, the goblins still used all their strength to push Belega dozens of meters away, pushing him away from Skarnik.
"Die! Die! You b * stard! Die for me! For the sake of our dead people and all the atrocities! " Belega used more and more strength to hit the Goblins' body with the Holy Hammer. The Eight Peaks Mountain King was very worried that Skarnik would take this opportunity to escape, so he used all his strength: "Die for me!"
With one hit, the Goblins' scalp was smashed, and the brain matter in its head flowed out.
Gradually, the Goblins' strength began to weaken, and the original roars and cries gradually disappeared. When Belega was less than a meter away from the edge of the cliff, the Skarnik finally stopped responding. Belega pushed it away with all his strength, and the Goblins' body fell on the mountainside of the Silver Horn Peak. Fearing that it was not completely dead, Belega immediately added two more hits, and then kicked the Goblins' body down the cliff.
"No, no! Goblins! No! " Skarnik, who was lying on the ground in the distance, saw this scene. The Eight Peaks Mountain King shook his head in disbelief: "No …"
Scenes flashed in front of Skarnik's eyes.
The Eight Peaks Mountain King was born in the Eight Peaks Mountain King's Demonic Moon clan. When he was born, he was so short that all the Green Dwarfs thought he was a fart spirit and not a goblin. In the first half of his life, he was responsible for picking mushrooms to ensure that he was not eaten. After many years of being a slave, Skarnik finally gained a place in the Demonic Moon clan. He relied on his own cunning and strategic vision to win the position of a small leader. With this position, Skarnik was able to show his talent. He also collected Dimension Stones and secretly traded with the Skarvin Ratmen to make his army rich and powerful.
However, his betrayal was soon told to the chief of the Demonic Moon clan by the rival clan of the Ratmen. He almost died and was thrown into the underground river until he was rescued by a group of Goblin Wolf Riders. He spent a few years, through cruel and treacherous performance, to gain the trust of the leader of the Goblin Wolf Riders. He took the opportunity to kill him and became the new leader of the Wolf Riders.
From then on, he returned to the Eight Peaks Mountain and met with the warlord of the clan alone. He wanted to return to his clan, but the warlord rejected him and threw Skarnik into Skarnik's cave, leaving him to fend for himself. It was in the cave that he met Goblins.
"Hey, stinky guy, you're alone. Looks like you're the same as me, an exiled guy!"
Roar! Roar! Roar!
"You're also alone, and I'm also alone. We're both hated and exiled. No one likes us, and no one cares about us, right?"
Roar!
"Okay, you'll follow me! I'll let you eat until you're full. Eat a lot of bearded enemies, rats, and those smelly Oker Orcs. One day, I'll get out of this damn cave. I'll become the greatest green-skinned warlord. I'll become the leader of the Demonic Moon clan. Eight Peaks Mountain will belong to me! "
Just like that, Skarnik and Goblins wandered in the Roof of the World for many years. The master and the pet depended on each other until Skarnik reorganized an army and returned to Eight Peaks Mountain. He fed the Demonic Moon warlord who exiled him as snacks to Goblins and became the leader of the Demonic Moon clan. He completely defeated the Skarvin Ratmen and drove them underground. He called himself the Warlord of Eight Peaks Mountain.
Now, Goblins was dead.
Grief shrouded the heart of the Warlord of Eight Peaks Mountain. In the past, no matter how many troubles and unfavorable situations they encountered, Skarnik always knew that Goblins was with him. As long as he saw Goblins eating and drinking freely, Skarnik would subconsciously smile and gain infinite confidence. He firmly believed that no matter what difficulties they faced, Goblins would be with him. They would be able to wait for the day when they could make a comeback, just like how they had wandered for decades.
But now, Goblins was dead.
What was the point of him being the Warlord of Eight Peaks Mountain?! Without Goblins, what was the point of his various schemes and victories?!
Skarnik knew that Goblins was using his life to buy time for himself to escape. Belega was not as fast as him. As long as he escaped immediately, he might still have a chance to escape and survive.
But, what was the point? Even if he could slide down more than 2,000 meters and not die, even if he could avoid countless pursuers, even if he could organize another big WAAAGH! If he came back to kill Belega and take back Eight Peaks Mountain, Goblins would be gone.
Even if he could unify the world, what was the point?
"I … I'll fight you! Belega!!! " Skarnik did not know where the endless power came from. The Warlord of Eight Peaks Mountain flipped over and stood up. He ignored the pain on his body and crashed into Belega at an incomprehensible speed. The King of Eight Peaks Mountain was knocked off balance. Skarnik screamed and punched Belega's helmet. Then, he kicked Belega's wrist and sent Angrund's Hammer flying.
This time, Belega lost his weapon. The two wrestled towards the edge of the cliff. Skarnik's face was full of resentment and hatred, while Belega's face was cold and silent.
The King of Eight Peaks Mountain and the Warlord of Eight Peaks Mountain hugged each other. Belega threw away his shield and punched Skarnik's face. Skarnik was not to be outdone. He grabbed Belega's neck with both hands and refused to let go. The two enemies rolled on the ice for a few rounds.
Then, they fell off the cliff together.
"Belega, I want you to die! I want you to die!!! " In the air, Skarnik grabbed Belega's face crazily. "This is our ending! Even if I die, I'll take you with me! "
Belega's expression was still cold. While the two were falling, the King of Eight Peaks Mountain suddenly thought of something and said, "If anyone dies, you die first!"
"Huh?"
"It's over." An elven scimitar emitting a pure light slashed Skarnik's chest and cut him in half in the air.
The Warlord of Eight Peaks Mountain died on the Silver Horn Peak.
After killing Skarnik, Belega released the scimitar in his hand. The Dwarf King, who was falling rapidly in the air, looked at the snow-covered Crescent Peak and Silver Horn Peak with nostalgia and closed his eyes.
The Green Dwarfs and the Rat Men were completely defeated.
He succeeded. Eight Peaks Mountain was recovered. Skarnik was dead, and Quake would also be judged.
He, the King of Eight Peak Mountain, Beleg Ironhammer, had a clear conscience to his ancestors, to his clan, and to his oath. He had done it. Eight Peak Mountain had been restored, and he had completed his mission. He had no regrets.
It was … enough. It was over.
The story of Belega Ironhammer ends here.
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