The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 222 Khorne Chaos Lord
The sharp long blade kept slashing at the surrounding Khorne Chaos Warriors, easily knocking these heavily armored warriors into the air.

However, these Chaos Warriors did not flinch at all. They had already sacrificed their souls to the Chaos Gods, and the full-cover heavy armor on their bodies had already been deeply bound to their bodies.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

Ow—

Accompanied by the roars of the Chaos Warriors, even the mutant rat trolls could hardly resist the increasing number of injuries on their bodies, so they also roared angrily to the sky.

The Dimensional Stone engine embedded in the skin and flesh on the back immediately made a burst of noise, and the Dimensional Lightning filled with evil green light began to gather slowly, ready to bomb the surrounding enemies.

Although its brain transformed by the Dimensional Stone cannot make it have too much wisdom, it is still enough for him to start the engine behind him.

Rumbling--

Dimensional lightning fell from the sky, instantly splitting the dozen or so Chaos warriors surrounding him into ashes, and at the same time stalled the attack of the Khorne warriors.

Roar--

Taking this opportunity, the mutant rat troll also fiercely looked at the other retreating Khorne warriors with sharp claws, immediately leaving huge gaps in their armor.

Even the Norscan marauders who were trying to attack with javelins in the distance were frightened by the giant beast and retreated again and again, so they had to choose to disperse in all directions.

What, you say you are so ashamed of the blood god?
This is just a tactical turn, not an escape.

For a moment, the mutant mouse troll seemed to be suppressing the Khorne warriors!

"A bunch of trash! A bigger mouse beat you back again and again. Are you worthy of the blood god's gift to you like this?"

A roar comparable to the roar of a rat troll came from behind them, and the Khorne warriors who were a little flinched looked behind one after another, with a trace of panic and bloodthirsty impulse in their eyes.

dong~dong~dong~
The sound of heavy footsteps came from behind, and even the crazy mutant mouse troll showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, looking at the figure in the distance in surprise:
The huge body of nearly 3 meters is covered with thick scarlet plate armor, and there are two profane slabs with Khorne imprints hanging on the chest, and the whole body exudes an evil aura!

The most eye-catching thing was the two double-edged battle axes in the other party's hands that were glowing blood-red. Yellow lightning filled the blades, which was daunting.

Looking at this terrifying warrior half taller than himself, some Khorne warriors who thought they were powerful dropped the mutant rat troll directly, raised their battle axes and roared:
"Sigurd! You coward finally showed up, I want you to challenge!"

"As long as you cut off your head, I can become the new favorite of the Blood God, the new champion!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

……

Facing the ridicule of these little guys, [Sigurd] did not show any anger, but looked at these boys in surprise and shouted:

"Really, then you all come together, today is destined to flow into rivers of blood, let you and the blood of these dirty rats be used as a sacrifice to the great blood god!"

Before the words fell, Sigurd took the lead in rushing towards these Khorne warriors, not caring at all that these warriors were warriors who had been following him.

The Khorne warriors screamed and launched an attack, but this time the target was no longer the rat troll, but their own Chaos Lord.

However, these warriors who have just received the blessing of the blood god seem to be too confident in their own strength, and they don't know what it means to have mountains beyond mountains.

The huge body directly knocked away the Khorne warrior who was trying to block the way in front of him, and the power of the spiked shoulder armor remained undiminished, and it ruthlessly slammed into the mutant rat troll watching the show!

Roar? !

Seeing that the little red man who was less than half his height dared to bump into him, the mutant rat troll angrily waved his sharp blade to meet him.

In its expectation, this little red man should be chopped into pieces with ease like his companions, right?
Kacha~
Roar! ! !
A red light flashed, and the mutant rat troll only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and then lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Everything happened so quickly that the mutant mouse troll didn't notice that his hands with the sharp blade gloves were chopped off until he fell to the ground.

A large piece of scarlet blood that exuded a stench spewed out from its wound, bathing Sigurd's whole body in the blood that fell from the sky.

"Hahaha, this is really refreshing, so much blood must be able to please the blood god?"

Feeling the strong smell of blood in the air, Sigurd's pair of blood-red eyes covered by the Khorne rabbit ear helmets continuously sprayed red light and lightning, obviously receiving the baptism of divine grace.

As the battle ax fell hard, the huge head of the mutant rat troll also rolled to the ground.

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Wow——"

Sigurd held up his double axes, and bursts of dazzling red light radiated from his body. Coupled with the blood of the rat troll falling from his body, he looked like a real bloody warrior.

The surrounding Khorne warriors looked at the red light on Sigurd with envy, and slashed and killed the surrounding Ratmen even more frantically, expecting to gain such glory for themselves.

"NO, NO! The Horned Rat doesn't have any hostility towards the Chaos Gods, why did it suddenly attack us?"

A ratman trapper looked desperately at the corpse of the mutant rat troll, raised the trap in his hand in despair, and asked Sigurd in the distance.

The clan rats in the nest had given up resistance long ago, and Sa Yazi ran faster than him, only some of them were mentally retarded, and the giant nest rats used to dig holes were still resisting.

Conscience of heaven and earth, they really didn't do anything to offend the Norscans, at most they just stole some food!

Sigurd didn't seem to care about the trapper's question. Instead, he hacked to death a wolf rat that was pretending to be dead, and said nonchalantly:

"There is no conflict between us, but because I want to see blood, and you dirty ratmen are the closest, of course I will cut you first."

"You...you will pay the price!"

Facing the struggle of the animal trapper before he died, Sigurd chopped it in half with an ax in disdain, and then shouted to the soldiers who were slaughtering the ratmen:

"Prepare the altar, sacrifice their filthy souls to the blood god, and then march on Prago, and make Kislev disappear from this world!"

Looking at these Khorne fighters who were performing blood sacrifices, Sigurd's distorted face gradually showed a ferocious smile.

He used to be an ambitious champion warrior. After killing all the people in his tribe and sacrificing their souls to Khorne, he received the task of Khorne:
Enter Kislev!

According to the intention conveyed by Khorne in his mind, as long as he can destroy Kislev, then the great blood god will promote him to become the God of Khorne, and even have the chance to become a demon prince!
Thinking of this, Sigurd's eyes towards the east gradually became fanatical.

Kislev, you will be the stepping stones of my [God's Chosen Trial], destroy me bit by bit!

How did he know that in the Naggaros area on the other side of the world, there is also an elf who is doing the [God's Choice Trial] and is preparing to come.

Tens of thousands of elven troops are enough to make this 10,000+ Norsca army drink a pot.

And what's different from Sigurd is...he has already been promoted to [God's Chosen] in advance!

(End of this chapter)