The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 235 The end of the war
boom--

[Solar Flare] directly knocked Valkia away, and then turned into a real little sun and exploded in the sky.

The gorgeous golden light shines on the dark and chaotic wasteland, whether it is a human or a demon, they can feel the fear of destruction from this little sun!

"That female demon... is dead?"

Peter, who was watching the battle, put down the binoculars in his hand again, and looked at the dazzling fireball in the distance in horror, with a hesitant look in his eyes.

This huge fireball not only completely blew up the female demon without a trace, but also swept away Peter's inner thoughts.

If Rohan proposed the [Trade Treaty] before and he planned to consider it, then even if Rohan made more excessive demands, he would agree without hesitation.

Looking at the elven army that had cleaned up the Norsca army in the distance and was coming towards Prager, Peter couldn't help praying secretly:
"Bless Ursun, I hope this damn fireball won't land on Prager's head, otherwise what a terrible disaster it will be..."

Thinking of this, Peter walked down the city wall a little apprehensively, and began to prepare for the next discussion with Rohan.

He had never entertained elves before. For a general like him who had never left Kislev, creatures that only existed in legends should have a serious taboo, right?

The silver dragon knights in the sky were driving the flying dragons under their crotches to land in the direction of the dwarven airport, not paying attention to the surprised and hostile eyes of the dwarven engineers.

There is no way, after all, for them who used to be Pendor humans, dwarves are also creatures that only exist in legends, so let alone know the relationship between Rohan and dwarves.

Not to mention the dwarven engineers, although they did not see the pointed ears of the elves under the silver helmets, they still stubbornly believed that they were the legendary "Dragon Prince".

That's a big deal!

It is no exaggeration to say that almost every dragon prince's name is a frequent visitor to the "Book of Great Hate", and there are more than ten million dwarf warriors who died under the dragon's flame in the battle of revenge.

And now, the suspected 'Dragon Prince' suddenly appeared in front of them, how could it not make them feel vigilant and angry?
"Hey! Did your mother hang a piece of stinking bacon around your neck so the silly dragons could play with you?"

"what?"

With the dwarf chattering all the time below, the Silver Dragon Knight, who couldn't understand the dwarf language, was slightly puzzled, and couldn't help asking his companions:
"Can anyone understand what this guy is saying?"

"I don't know either. Captain Allen only told us to learn Elven language, but he never taught us how to speak to dwarves."

The silver dragon knights shook their heads helplessly, but they also saw that the dwarves seemed unfriendly, so they took the initiative to control the silver dragon and began to move towards the edge of the square.

According to Lord Rohan, try not to cause trouble if you can, but this has another meaning in the eyes of the dwarves.

Seeing these 'dragon knights' shaking their heads at the dwarves while saying something, a dwarf who hated the elves couldn't help shouting:
"Look at the way they shake their heads, they must be mocking us, we should give them some color!"

"Forget it, anyway, they helped us deal with Chaos before, not to mention that this is a human city, there is no need to fight here, right?"

"What did you say? The head can be broken, the blood can flow, Yanque Xiaozhi can't have it, are you going to give up liquidation because of such a small obstacle!"

Faced with the dissuasion of his companions, the stubborn old dwarf warrior shook his beard angrily and retorted, then raised the dwarf shotgun in his hand and pointed it at the Silver Dragon Knight.

"Hey! Put down your weapons!"

Facing the black muzzle of the dwarf engineer's gun, the silver dragon knights finally realized that these short people were not kind.

Sure enough, the legends are all deceptive, and all the fantasy creatures don't seem to be good things!

(Whispering: Except Lord Lohan...)
Not far away, Thorgreen, who was looking for a hiding place, looked at the people who were having conflicts, couldn't help but stroked his brown beard and sighed secretly:

"Really, even if you want revenge, you have to find a suitable opportunity."

———The other side of the mountain

"Ahem... despicable and shameless!"

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Luo Han vigilantly held up the rune sword in his hand, looking at the crescent-shaped mountain.

And in the depths of the mountain peak that was billowing with thick smoke, a tragic figure burned in the eyes of the flames was struggling to get up from the ground with a spear in his hands.

It was the severely injured Valkia!
At this time, Valkia has long lost the nobility and honor of the past. Under the broken armor is the scorched skin and muscles, coupled with that ferocious demon face, there is no beauty at all.

Since Khorne had bestowed blessings on Valkia many times, even Rohan's [Sun Flare]'s face-to-face release failed to kill her on the spot.

But even so, Valkia's injuries are recovering at an astonishing speed, and it seems that she will be able to fight again soon.

But, young bride, what is the price of survival?

Seeing that Valkia's once beautiful silver-white long hair was completely burned, leaving only the ugly sharp horns and the tapered back of the head that symbolized the identity of the devil, Lohan chuckled lightly and said:

"Although I don't want to comment on a woman like this, I still have to say that you are really ugly without your hair."

"You're going to die for me—"

The emotionless words bombarded Valkia's ears like thunder on a sunny day, and immediately made the proud bride of Khorne lose her mind, and raised her spear to attack Rohan.

As the saying goes, 'the body is the skin of the parents', Valkia's human body has long been destroyed, and the current demon body is a villain made by Khorne according to his own preferences.

And it was this gift that was actually ruined by this bastard elf!

After easily catching the opponent's spear with the rune sword, Lohan looked at the distraught Valkia and taunted again:
"I didn't expect Khorne to like white hair, and now your hair is ruined. I wonder if you, as a bride, will be disgusted by Khorne?"

"shut up!"

After being ridiculed repeatedly by Rohan, Valkia's original sharp attack finally began to be full of flaws, and she obviously began to worry about whether what Rohan said would be true.

It's a pity that Luo Han has never been an elf who loves women, let alone a female demon?

With the help of Valkia swinging the spear, Luohan directly put his foot on the opponent's unhealed devil's hoof, and then the golden claw of his left hand aimed at Valkia's heart and stabbed fiercely!
"go to hell!"

[The Claw of Holy Glory] easily pierced Valkia's broken armor, and the claw blade pierced into Valkia's chest bit by bit, starting to burn the opponent's soul.

At the same time, the few divine powers in Luohan's body were all used on his body and perception, ready to dodge at any time.

The other party is also Khorne's favorite [Blood Queen] anyway, so Lohan would not naively think that Khorne would just watch his favorite toy being ruined by him.

Rumbling--

Sure enough, as Luo Han's perception of divine power continued to extend to the surroundings, one after another hurried warnings came from above his head, and it was obvious that some danger was about to land!
At the same time, the soaring blood shrouded the entire Chaos Wasteland, and even Rohan, who had been prepared for a long time, could feel the threat of death.

"What... what the hell!"

Taking advantage of wrestling with Valkia, Rohan glanced up briefly, and then hurriedly flew backwards in fright.

All the divine power in his body was reminding his brain that if he didn't dodge this blow, he would die miserably!
"Varana's beard! Why is there such a terrible creature in the mortal world?"

"Madame of the Mist..."

Even the confronting silver dragon knights and dwarves in the city of Prager raised their heads in horror at this moment, looking at the scene in the sky like a natural disaster:

A bloody sword with a length of several thousand meters is constantly emitting flames reaching the sky, and it is smashing towards the Crescent Moon Mountain like a meteorite that can destroy the world!

Even dwarves with zero magical talent can feel the wind of death brought by this terrifying force, let alone Rohan who experienced it himself.

"Hurry up...fly faster!"

The burning sensation on his back became more and more intense, and Luo Han's speed almost exceeded the speed of sound, and even the surrounding air and sound seemed to have left him.

boom--

"Lord Rohan!"

"Be careful, the shock wave is coming!"

"Hurry up, everyone!"

Under the terrified gazes of Durucci's soldiers, Luo Han's figure was gradually covered by the blood-red thousand-meter sword behind him, and finally disappeared with the mushroom cloud of smoke.

However, soon, a strong shock wave came from a distance, so that the soldiers had to insert their weapons on the ground and half squat on the ground to resist the shock.

Roar? !

Even the war hydra that was gnawing on the corpse of the Norscans was stumbled by the sudden gust of wind, frightened and hurriedly spit out the minced meat in its mouth and stood up obediently.

Compared with the infantry on the ground, the ashes dragon riders in the sky are more dangerous. Several riders fell off the dragon's back and fell towards the ground because they were caught off guard.

But the Ash Dragons were too busy resisting the onslaught of strong winds to take care of themselves, they had no time to take care of their riders, so they could only keep roaring anxiously.

With a body length of only more than 20 meters, they are like leaves fluttering in the wind, and they can only save their riders at the risk of damage to the wing membrane.

After all, Luo Han had already used [Dragon Heart] to give these ashes dragons an order to protect their riders. Coupled with the careful care of the riders, they naturally developed feelings for their riders.

Fortunately, the various survival equipment that Rohan spent a lot of money to build finally started working:

"Prepare the parachute!"

The riders who were blown away did not panic, but waited for the end of the shock wave, pulled the short rope behind them calmly, and floated steadily towards the ground.

Compared with the silver dragon knights who are [living saints] per capita, the ashen dragon riders who only wear light armor for flexibility pay more attention to their survival skills.

Dozens of kilometers of skydiving training every day are not in vain!
"This thing is good, you can also prepare some for the dwarf's helicopter."

On the city wall, Erickson, who was standing behind the battlements to avoid the shock wave, couldn't help but his eyes brighten as he watched the umbrella flowers slowly falling in the sky.

Through observation during this period of time, he found that there are quite a lot of good things about these elves, and many of them have high reference value.

It seems that after the battle is over, he can discuss the issue of cooperation with those elves to see if there is a chance to get some good things.

But... after such a powerful explosion, is their leader still alive?
After the explosion, the blood-red sword had disappeared into the smoke, and no one knew whether the two-winged elf was dead or alive.

"Bless you, Esun, that elf must not die!"

Looking at the mushroom cloud of smoke in the distance, Peter knelt on one knee and kept praying for Luo Han, regardless of the speechless eyes of Erickson next to him.

There is no way, Prager really needs reinforcements now, if the good food can't arrive in time, then he can only take his people to dig wild vegetables and hunt bears.

Everyone stared nervously at the thick fog soaring into the sky, hoping to see that familiar figure break out of the fog and guide them again with divine light.

However, this time, the time seemed to be extremely long, and even the keenest elves did not see the familiar figure.

"No way……?"

"Is it really...?"

"Then how do we go back?"

……

As time passed, several Drucci soldiers who had just joined Rohan's command couldn't help raising their own doubts, but then they were frightened by the murderous eyes of the veterans around them and shut their mouths.

"Don't worry, soldiers, Lord Rohan has fought more battles than all of your lovers combined, and now he is probably waiting for the smoke to clear.

Anyway, there's nothing to do now, let's repair the bridge in that city first, and don't think that Lord Luohan thinks we're fishing when he comes back. "

Dario, the most experienced, leisurely carried his musket, and while giving orders to the surrounding soldiers, he used [Hellfire] to devour the surrounding mammoth corpses.

Ever since Luohan became the [God of the Mist], he felt more and more that he was following the right person, so naturally he would not doubt Luohan's life or death.

Sure enough, just as everyone was busy repairing the bridge leading to Prager with planks, Rohan's figure finally flew out from the fading dust and mist.

"It's so dangerous, I almost lost my way."

Looking at the restored vision, Rohan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then flew in the direction of Prager, preparing to clean up the battlefield.

The battle is over and it's time to move on to the settlement phase.

　PS: I asked for sick leave yesterday, so don't go in one by one?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)