The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 186 Chaos Invasion
"Young elf, it looks like you don't know what you're about to face."

Looking at Luo Han who dared to speak wild words, the Lord of Changes was not annoyed to attack, but looked around vigilantly.

He didn't deny that Luo Han had a little bit of strength, but he didn't think it was because Luo Han dared to speak wild words to him.

There must be some secrets about this elf that he doesn't know yet, but he hasn't noticed it for the time being.

After waiting for a while, the Ever-changing Demon Lord, who thought he was safe, put down his guard a little bit, and continued to respond politely to Luo Han's provocation:

"Don't worry, I won't take your soul away so easily, but I will bring you into the arms of Tzeentch!"

With the winning ticket in his hands, he stuck his wand on the ground, and instantly summoned a portal from behind him, summoning his own disciples of Tzeentch:

Thousands of Tzeentch Horrors, armed with daggers and fireballs, rushed out of the portal grinning, occasionally throwing fireballs at the Dreadknights battling the Bighorn.

Countless pink balls of light danced in the air, turning into meteors and falling on the fear knights, easily melting their enchanted armor.

Although many bighorns were burned to death by the fireballs of the Tzeentch Horrors, these low-level demons didn't care.

The life of the Beastmen is not their life, who cares about their life?
"Quick, get out!"

"Go back to the city, these Chaos Demons are not something we can fight against!"

Due to the life-threatening attack of the Minotaur, there were less than a hundred Cold One riders left, and almost all of them were injured.

Facing the overwhelming fireballs and horrors, even the proud fear knights in the past couldn't bear the panic in their hearts anymore, and began to turn around and flee into the city.

Cruel as they were, they were not foolish enough to think that a few dozen Cold One riders could defeat thousands of Horrors.

They can drown them with a mouthful of saliva, not to mention the fireballs that they throw over with magic damage!
On the city wall, Higgs looked at the defeated Cold One riders outside the city, and had already completely given up hope for the battle situation.

If it wasn't for that bastard Lohan who sprayed hundreds of his Cold One riders to death on the spot, how could the current battle situation have become so rotten?
Glancing at the blue Horrors overwhelming outside the city, and the soldiers who were still fighting the Beastmen, Higgs turned his head decisively and left the city wall.

Mekasha saw Higgs leaving the city wall for the first time, and hurriedly grabbed him and asked:
"Now your soldiers are fighting hard, even if you want to escape, where can you escape?"

"I can't control that much. That's the Lord of Changes. I won't let my soul fall into the eternal torment of being swallowed!"

Higgs threw off Mekasha's arm hysterically, not only because of the Chaos army outside the city, but also because his family's future was completely over.

A few years ago, when the Witch King launched the call-up order, although his own family also sent troops to reinforce them, they still retained a large number of private soldiers.

And now, although nearly ten thousand infantrymen are still fighting, the two thousand Cold One riders who symbolize the family heritage are almost wiped out!

You must know that these riders are all noble children loyal to the family. Each of them is an elite fighter that the family has cultivated for hundreds of years, but now they are all gone!
Higgs's eyes were full of despair when he thought of what kind of punishment he might suffer after returning to the family.

Seeing Higgs who had completely lost his fighting spirit, Mekasha slowly let go of the other's hand, a trace of disdain and helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Please, the ever-changing devil is not immortal. Although he is very good at magic attack and magic resistance, all the ever-changing devils have a weakness:
Afraid of close combat!
Of course, the so-called 'fear of close combat' is relative, after all, the golden scimitar and sickle-like claws on the opponent's waist are not decorations either.

But now with her as a high-ranking sorceress - Mekasha personally assisting, coupled with the assistance of those death-type sorceresses, it is not impossible to repel or even kill a big demon!
As long as Higgs can show some backbone and really fight against the ever-changing demon king, Mekasha will have a little bit of admiration for this typical vicious lord.

After seeing the disdain in Mekasha's eyes, Higgs didn't say much, but left the city wall decisively, just like he didn't dare to accept the duel of Rohan back then.

He likes to torture slaves and losers, but he will never like to be tortured by himself!
Seeing Higgs' back, the sorceresses who were preparing black magic on the city wall couldn't help but put down their staffs and looked at each other.

Compared to Mekasha, who has no worries, most of them are sorceresses who have a clue to fall into the hands of the Higgs family. If they don't receive accurate orders, they don't dare to leave their posts without authorization.

Looking at these bewildered female sorceresses, Mekasha couldn't help but sigh.

They used to have tens of thousands of soldiers, and they could be safe and sound as long as they defended the city, but they had conflicts with the local lords.

Higgs that useless thing really ruined the good situation!
"Don't worry about the assassination. When the lord in silver armor in the sky fights with the Lord of Changes, you will assist him with me."

"But, Lord Higgs..."

"Forget about that trash! Do you think Higgs' punishment is terrible, or is it more terrible for the soul to fall into the hands of the Lord of Change?"

Hearing this, all the sorceresses fell silent and began to think.

They do have a handle on the Higgs family, but they don't want their souls to be taken away by chaos!

After comparing the values ​​of the two sides, the sorceresses obediently began to prepare to manipulate the wind of death, preparing to give + buff to Luo Han who was flying towards the Lord of Changes in the distance.

On the other side, Rohan has already changed into the sword of the Noldor - [Conqueror]. At the same time, under the guidance of the Mist Lady, he ordered Carrot:
"Circling to the left, prepare to breathe."

Roar--

Radish slammed a carp upright in the air, constantly flapping its modified wings, avoiding the magic bullets fired by the ever-changing demon king on the ground.

And the Ever-changing Demon Lord is like an ashes player of a shooting game, constantly pointing the staff in his hand at the carrot, and muttering in his mouth at the same time:

"It shouldn't be, how could there be such a big deviation in my calculations... It must be that the wind of magic here is too thin!"

Seeing the troubled look of the Lord of Changes, a Horror standing beside watching the show couldn't help but giggle strangely, but was blown away by the other party's wings.

"Shut up, you're yelling at my eyes!"

(End of this chapter)