The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 240 The Arrival of Noldo
Under the devastating offensive of the Misty Lady, the gods of the Sarleon Realm were almost drowned by the endless Milky Way without any suspense.

The battle between the gods is over, but the disputes in the mortal world are still going on, and the natives of Pendor still haven't given up the war with the elves:

"Kill that Noldor with wings, kill him!"

King Ulrik of the Sarleion Realm was wearing a full body of plate armor at this time, and his majesty as a king could not be seen at all from his disheveled appearance.

He didn't know the difference between Rohan and the Noldor elves, and he didn't even know enough about the two elves races, but he didn't care, because now he just wanted to kill this elf quickly!
Hearing the king's order, the Sarleon soldiers who survived the bombardment raised their muskets and aimed at Rohan floating in mid-air.

Looking at the densely packed muzzles around him, Luo Han hurriedly flapped his wings behind him to leave, and at the same time kept maneuvering in the air to evade.

As God's Chosen, he was able to catch the bullets with his body, but with so many muskets shooting at the same time, it was easy to beat him to death.

After all, you can dodge it obviously, why bother to face it, is it just to pretend to be b?
clap clap-

A series of gunshots came from behind, and Luo Han hurriedly fought a carp in the air, dodging all the shotgun lead bullets.

"Don't run! Come down and fight me to the death if you can, you bloody pointy ear! Slave trader! Swindler! Opportunistic horse thief!"

Seeing Rohan flying farther and farther, Ulrik waved the long sword in his hand feebly, and at the same time cursed uncontrollably.

According to the rules among nobles, this kind of insult to personal attacks is enough to make any noble feel humiliated and initiate a duel.

It's a pity, how could this kind of insulting words without family members have an impact on Luohan who has 'spiritual immunity'?

He naturally also heard the curses coming from behind, but this kind of intense insults only made him feel calm, and even murmured with a smile:
"Let's slip away, the scheduled goals have almost been completed, now it's time to wait for the follow-up troops to arrive...biu~biu~biu~"

After finishing speaking, he pointed his fingers at the anti-aircraft turrets behind the city wall of Sarleon City below, and the black flames slowly gathered at Rohan's fingertips, casting 'death roses' towards these wooden turrets!
Seeing the black sparks slowly falling towards the ballista position below, the corners of Luohan's mouth could not help but flutter slightly, and then he touched his drowsy head and flew out of the city.

Since [Hellfire] would consume Rohan's mental power, Rohan basically never used this magic on the battlefield in [Warhammer World].

After all, his strength is still not enough to walk sideways in [Warhammer World], once caught in a scorching hand-to-hand combat, the lack of mental power is quite fatal.

That is to say, only the Lord Witch King whose physical and mental strength have reached the pinnacle of elves can use [Hellfire] unscrupulously on the battlefield.

Although Luohan is currently unable to cast black magic like Lord Witch King, it is still possible to summon hundreds of sparks with a diameter of no more than one centimeter.

"Look, what is that in the sky?"

As the death roses all over the sky slowly fell, the Sentinels of Sarleon, who were already shaken by the bombardment, hurriedly pointed to the sky.

Countless sparks began to spread towards the entire city, no matter if it was a fort, an armory, or even each fort!

A halberd soldier in plate armor boldly caught a black petal with his iron gauntlet. Feeling the warmth from his fingertips, he couldn't help but mocked:

"It seems that the elf's magic failed. These flames don't seem to be lethal at all?"

"I advise you to be careful. After all, this is the magic of elves. You should take off the gauntlet quickly, and be careful of danger."

Another lion knight who survived the bombardment persuaded him with good words. He had personally experienced half of the city being destroyed, so he was particularly afraid of the magic of the elves.

Seeing the black sparks falling on the fort around him, the halberd soldier also began to feel the low temperature slowly roasting his palm, so he took off the gauntlet carefully.

"Okay, now that you've said that... oops!"

boom--

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded from a fort in the distance, followed by a burst of dim black fire that exploded around, like fireworks blooming in hell.

The flames instantly engulfed the surrounding turrets and soldiers. Some soldiers who were unfortunately burned by the black flames immediately screamed and asked the surrounding comrades for help:
"Help!"

"Get down on the ground, I'll bring a bucket!"

Several comrades-in-arms in the same barracks hurriedly brought buckets, ready to extinguish the flames on the unlucky soldier, but they didn't know how serious the consequences would be.

At the same time, King Ulrik had already put on a brand new set of plate armor and crown, and left the palace proudly, pointing at the exploding fort in the distance and angrily said:
"What's going on? The elves didn't launch an attack. Why did they suddenly destroy a fort? The fort I built at such a high price was not for you to blow up!"

"Your Majesty, depending on the situation, it should be the explosion caused by the powder keg being ignited, and it should not be the attack launched by the elves."

A supervisor came to the king in fear. He didn't dare to draw the anger of the king on himself under such circumstances, so he directly shifted all the responsibility to the soldiers.

Hearing this, Ulrik immediately looked dissatisfied at the soldiers who were fighting the fire in the distance, and muttered:
"What a bunch of clumsy peasants and soldiers, let me just say, such sophisticated weapons should not be handed over to peasants!"

At this time, he seemed to have completely forgotten the embarrassment he hid when Lohan and Mordred were fighting just now. Instead, he regained his former arrogance and said to the supervisor:

"Let's go, let's go over there and see..."

"Wow ah ah!"

"Ahhh-"

Before the words fell, there were bursts of exclamations in the distance, followed by piercing screams, which made the nobles present feel terrified.

The soldiers in the distance were running away in panic, and behind them, dozens of soldiers were crying in pain amidst the ever-spreading disaster.

Even though they were far away, King Ulrik could still see the black flames eroding the flesh and blood of the soldiers and burning their bones!
What's more frightening is that because the soldiers overturned the bucket in a panic, this evil flame is still spreading around at an alarming speed!
Seeing this, Ulrik's face changed drastically. Looking at the soldiers who were covered in black flames and ran towards this side howling, he hurriedly roared in fright:
"Quick! Go back to the palace quickly, don't let those soldiers who are contaminated with black fire come over!"

Then he directly pushed away the unlucky supervisor who was blocking the way, and ran decisively towards the gate of the imperial palace that was slowly closing behind him.

"Hurry up, kill those soldiers who were ignited by the black fire, and don't let them continue to spread the flames on their bodies!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers on the city wall also raised their crossbows and muskets, and kept shooting at the soldiers who were ignited by the hellfire.

Dozens of soldiers who howled everywhere because they were ignited by the black fire immediately died under the guns of their own people, while the others ran towards the outer city in fright after seeing this.

However, compared to the houses that are all made of marble and bricks, the wooden houses of ordinary people living in the outer city are not so lucky.

For a moment, the entire Lion City fell into unimaginable chaos...

————At the same time, Changhe Town

"Continue to attack, blow down the city wall for me, and burn all those who try to resist with a flamethrower!"

Accompanied by Dario's merciless order, terrifying orange-red pillars of fire immediately spewed out from the hands of the heavily armored elf warriors, and rushed towards the Changhe defenders who were trying to form a shield wall.

"Hahaha, this tm is much more fun than magic!"

"Look at the miserable look of these ephemeral species, I like to see them burnt to ashes."

"Ah~ the smell of barbecue in the air, mixed with coke, makes me so satisfied~"

……

Letting the rain of human arrows fall on their dragon leather armor, the fire-breathing warriors looked at the Changhe guards who were crying in pain under the flames, their faces under the masks were full of ferocious expressions.

Since the Drucci society strictly forbids male elves from learning magic, when Rohan recruited artillery and fire-breathing soldiers from the entire army, almost all elf warriors enthusiastically signed up.

After all, this is a way for them to quickly learn and master large-scale killing of enemies without learning magic.

"Kill those humans, and use their blood and souls to pay homage to Ms. Misty!"

With the assistance of the fire-breathing soldiers, hundreds of Silver Mist guards quickly passed through the gap in the city wall, grinning grinningly and rushing towards the unresponsive defenders, wildly waving their halberds.

Many Changhe guards hurriedly raised their shields and long swords to join the battle, but they soon discovered the gap between the two in terms of weaponry and combat skills:
"Block them, push them into the gap!"

The Horn of Changhe Town recruited rangers to keep pulling their bowstrings, trying to shoot at the Silver Mist guards who had broken into the city, and cooperate with the defenders to fight back.

咻咻 咻 ~
Arrows that were accurate enough to rival the archers of the Asur elves flew out from the bowstrings of these rangers, and flew straight towards the Silver Mist guards in the distance.

Seeing the defenseless appearance of the Silver Mist Hunters, the corner of the Ranger's mouth curled into a stern smile.

Every ranger is a superb archer, even the noble archers of the Noldor may fall on them, let alone these defenseless pointed ears?

We have taken your heads!
However, soon, the confident smiles on the faces of the rangers disappeared, replaced by a touch of surprise:
"How... how is it possible?"

I saw that the arrow I shot seemed to be moved by invisible hands, staggered away from my target, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Even if you were lucky enough to hit the armor of the Silver Mist Guard with an arrow, it would be easily bounced off by the silver plate armor blessed by the Misty Lady, unable to pose any threat at all!

"Impossible! Even the armor of the Noldor elves can't withstand my arrows. Why does it fail on these elves?!"

Seeing that his position had been exposed, the ranger hurriedly retracted to his cover, and then looked at the compound bow in his hand with a confused expression.

You must know that even if you look at the entire continent, due to the divine power of [God of Bow and Arrow Urwit], even hard armor will be pierced by arrows.

Even the heavy plate armor of the Noldor was pierced by the heavy bows of the best archers, and only the runic plate armor of the nobles and lords of the Noldor could withstand it.

Are those elves all wearing rune plate armor?

so extravagant? !
After suppressing the exclamation in his heart, the ranger turned his attention to the flame-breathing soldiers who were spraying flames, and began to bend their bows and nock arrows again.

"I don't believe it, you can still equip all of you with rune armor!"

huh~
Another arrow was shot, and to his surprise, this time not only did not the hateful fog block his sight, nor did the arrow bounce off.

Under the excited eyes of the ranger, the arrow accurately hit the fire-breathing elf's chest, and then nailed it to the opponent's chest!
The elf warrior who was manipulating the flamethrower to burn immediately took a few steps back because of the strength of the arrow, and his body became precarious, as if it was difficult to bear the force.

"Did you make it?"

Seeing the swaying figure of the elf, the ranger stuck out half of his head excitedly, without noticing that a silver gun was aimed at him hundreds of meters away.

slap~
After a gunshot, An Ge silently pulled the bolt on his hand, saw a group of blood stains exploded behind the bunker in the distance, and quickly walked to the flame-breathing soldier to help him up and asked:
"How about it? After all, this is also a fire-resistant suit made of the dragon skin and keel of the Ash Dragon. It shouldn't let you die on the spot, right?"

"Ahem, don't worry, this arrow just hit the keel board, but I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

The fire-breathing elf tore off the arrow stuck in his chest, and then took off the helmet and mask that covered the entire head, revealing the image of a blond elf.

It's Lisa Dilan who I haven't seen for a long time!

Lisa Dilan looked at the arrow in his hand, and after confirming that he was not injured by the arrow, he couldn't help sighing, and then came to rest behind a pile of ruins.

After taking out a water bag and pouring a few sips of ice water to cool down, Lisa Dilan looked at the screaming and fire-breathing Drucci elves not far away, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion:
"Aren't they hot? I feel hot all over after spraying it for a while, and I can't wait to find a fountain to cool down immediately."

"Hahaha, after all, they've only been able to spray wooden targets all this time, and they've finally been able to carry out actual combat. They must have a good time at once."

Anger also took out the kettle, looked at the Silver Mist guards who were about to attack the central square in the distance, raised his gun again and said:
"Don't touch the fish, our task is to take this city today, don't keep Master Luohan waiting."

"I know~ Even if it's to fight against the evil god, why are you so eager to unify Pendor... Wait!"

Seeing his dear friend who was moving again, Lisa Dilan could only helplessly prepare to put on his helmet, but then he pointed his ears and looked out of the city in surprise.

Ange, who was about to leave, saw Lisa Dilan stop and was about to step forward to inquire about the situation, when he suddenly heard the other party shout in surprise:
"It's the exclusive horn of the Noldor army! It seems to be Lord Aldalion, he is not an easy elf to get along with!"

"The Noldor? Are they going to fight us!"

At the same time, Dario, who was the commander outside the city, also received a notification from the scouts, so he looked at the black forest with a serious face and shouted loudly:

"Turn the muzzle, all artillery is ready for battle!"

(End of this chapter)