The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 229 King's Landing Prager

"Hey, what is this?"

A faint silver light slowly shone on the chaotic wasteland full of cracks, which immediately attracted the attention of a Norsca hunter.

As a javelin-throwing ranged infantryman, he was ostracized by almost everyone in his regiment, and was thus placed last in battle.

Looking at the pink flowers slowly growing on the wasteland, the young Norscan hunter curiously put down the javelin in his hand, stepped forward and pulled the flowers from the ground.

"It's so fragrant, what kind of herb is this, why have I never seen it before?"

The refreshing scent of flowers fascinated him slightly. The only green plants he had ever seen since he was a child in the Chaos Wasteland were some strange little flowers with tentacles.

But, every time those evil flowers appeared, all kinds of terrible diseases would sweep the tribe, so he hated seeing those tentacle flowers very much.

But... this little flower is so fragrant...

Looking at this little life that was constantly spinning around at his fingertips, the Norscan hunter's eyes flashed in a trance, and he didn't notice the silver figure slowly falling from the sky at all.

Seeing the bloodletting ghost army continuously turning into red light spots and floating in the air, the Chaos warriors couldn't help but retreat in horror. This omen is really unlucky.

The demon legions charged with shouts, oblivious to the threat of death coming from overhead, and the terrible ending that would be erased forever.

With superior IQs, they immediately realized that the current situation was not right, so they resolutely abandoned the Chaos Lord whose life and death were uncertain, and chose to run away.

Bursts of murderous bugles sounded from a distance, and before the Norscans in the rear could react, they saw flames lighting up from a distance.

The silver light became more and more intense, and even the whole of Prager was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and the blood-colored dark clouds in the sky gradually turned into normal gray.

As the fog that shrouded Prager slowly dissipated, the Blood Legion noticed in horror the hundreds of flying dragons that suddenly appeared behind them and had been waiting in the air for a long time!
hold head high?
Looking at the overwhelming silver flying dragons, several chaotic demon dragons couldn't help asking them in dragon language curiously, and flew away decisively from the battlefield after receiving no response.

This wave is 18 vs 2, the advantage is mine!

Looking at the army that was in chaos because the demons were exiled, Sigurd, who was not very emotional, couldn't help killing several Norscans with a profane battle ax, and then pointed at the broken city gate and roared:
"The gates of the city have been opened, everyone will kill with me!"

Anyway, there are still 10,000+ Norscans in his army who have not launched an attack. As long as this army can successfully launch an attack, the situation will be better.

All traces that symbolized the invasion of Chaos were fading away, and even the manic wind of magic in the air due to the appearance of demons gradually calmed down.

"No! How could this be? Could it be that the blood god gave up on us?"

The last time this happened, it seemed to be when the maelstrom was built, right?

The companions around him immediately wailed in pain, and the Norscans reacted, and hurriedly raised the shield in their hands to avoid it.

It was only then that everyone was surprised to find that the originally indestructible demon body would be killed by mere mortal weapons and turned into a fleshy pulp on the spot.

"No retreat! Even if the blood god's blessing has been lost in this war, we can still sacrifice blood to this city!"

The violent shaking even made the humans and demons on the city wall stagger one after another. Only the dwarves had no effect because the chassis was too stable.

The wind of magic that suddenly calmed down immediately fed back to the demon, and the connection between the sensed body and soul was no longer stable, and the vampires let out anxious roars.

"What's the name of this trick... [The ultimate divine power enhanced special edition Wanyan Burning Collection PLUS]?"

If the blood god really no longer cares about them, is there any point in fighting this war?

The crisp phoenix cries came from his fingertips, feeling the terrifying energy contained in the phoenix, Luohan released the phoenix from his fingertips, and then watched it slowly fly towards Prager.

Peter lay on the wall stack, staring blankly at the slowly collapsing Karls Bridge, as well as the strange army that suddenly appeared on the skyline, as well as the overwhelming horror creatures.

Dozens of bear knights in heavy armor were looking tensely at the demon legion galloping across the Karls Bridge, pointed their lances at Sigurd who was rushing forward and shouted:
"For the motherland..."

boom!
As soon as the words fell, a fireball as huge as the sun suddenly fell from the sky and hit the demon army in Karlsbridge!

The remaining thousands of vampires and Chaos Eggs were not to be outdone, and followed in the footsteps of the Chaos Lord and charged towards the city gate, preparing to offer their bodies as gifts to the Blood God.

There are even a few unlucky vampires who were killed by the simple hunting bows of the Cossack warriors, and disappeared into the mortal world unwillingly!

Countless battle axes fell on the tough bodies of the vampires in an instant, knocking down dozens of vampires in an instant, and directly exiled them back to the subspace.

"Father Xiong, are these guys enemies or friends?"

"Well... let's call you [Sun Flare], I hope you won't let me down."

Peter excitedly put down his pistol, and looked at the vampire in front of him who was killed by a single shot, and couldn't help but let out an excited cry.

"Their bodies have become weaker, everyone should attack now!"

As soon as the words fell, Sigurd drove the Khorne steel bull under his crotch, and led dozens of Skull Grinder guards around him, rushing towards the city gate.

The High King, with red and swollen eyes, was covering the blackened wound on his shoulder. Before he could feel the pain of losing his son, he hurriedly asked Peter who was lying next to him:
"What happened? Could it be that a bloodthirsty demon appeared?"

Accompanied by the somewhat tangled murmur of the 'angel', a small phoenix composed entirely of white light slowly floated on the claw of Shengyao, looking at the 'angel' curiously with its head tilted.

"Sukha Bulie, it seems that something more terrible than the devil has come!"

Clang——

Roar? !

On this battlefield shrouded in fog, even the chaotic demon dragons flying in the air could not detect the figure above Prager:
The white and flawless wings were swaying gently with the breeze, and a warm golden light emerged from the left hand of this 'angel', slowly aiming at the Karls Bridge below.

Just kidding, Khorne only pays a little money, they are not believers of a single evil god, there is no need to work for him!
woo-

The sudden appearance of the demon immediately made the dwarf high king aware of the opportunity of the battle, so he shouted to the few heirs and long-bearded warriors around him:
"Quick, there seems to be something wrong with those demons, give priority to solving those demons!"

This blow will change history!
————A few seconds later, in the city of Prager

Even the Cossack warriors sensed the sudden drop in pressure from the demons, so they cooperated with the dwarves and launched a fierce attack on these dazed demons.

clap clap-

The musket-like sound of pouring beans came from a distance, and even the most stupid Norscans had already realized that these guys who could use muskets were definitely enemies and not friends!
"Oh my god, it's actually an army of elves! When did they enter Kislev, why do I have no news at all?"

Standing on the city wall, Peter put down the binoculars in surprise, recalling that he saw the pointed ears under the helmet just now, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He had never seen elves before, and his image of them was completely on paper, and even Kislev had almost no relationship with elves due to his geographical location.

Where did they come from?
(End of this chapter)