The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 381 Burning Anaheim
"Block this monster!"

"We need heavy weapons. Spears and bows and arrows alone can't do anything to this big guy!"

"Eagle Claw Ballista Aim... Release!"

The fierce battle at the gate of the city was still going on. Dozens of Asur spearmen had already been hacked into pieces by the sharp long knives of the death knights, merging with the fallen bones of the skeleton warriors.

The gray and white dry bones merged with the flesh and blood of Asur, such a terrifying scene was enough to make even the determined Nagareth warriors feel terrified!

Roar--

Relying on his heavy armor and huge body, the death knight has successfully broken through the shield wall of the Asur spearman, and is now wielding a long knife to kill all directions in Anaheim.

At the same time, countless skeleton warriors also began to crazily attack the death knights at the gate of the city, and began to flood into the city by virtue of their numerical advantage!

Although the sharp elf spear can easily pierce the heavy armor of the death knight, as an undead, it has no fear of this kind of physical damage at all. Let the death knight slaughter.

"Are you enjoying your kills, just wondering if you can feel your own death?"

While the death knight was still strangling the surrounding Asur spearmen on the street, a shadow walker in a gray cloak had quietly climbed to the top of the building, looking at the death knight with indifferent eyes.

At this time, the death knight was busy fighting with more and more spearmen around him, and did not notice the threat from above at all.

An elegant and gorgeous rapier was held in the palm of the shadow walker's backhand, and then he jumped and stabbed the death knight's head below:

"go to hell!"

As a Nagareth warrior who once killed a troll alone in the wasteland, he had no doubt that he could pierce the opponent's helmet with this enchanted rapier.

The Shadow Walker landed firmly on the death knight's shoulder, and under the expectant eyes of the Azul spearmen around him, he stabbed down fiercely with the thin sword shining with silver light in his hand.

Asuryan, they really don't want to face this terrifying monster anymore!
Unfortunately, the most powerful feature of the death knight is not its terrifying power and undead body, but its ability to avoid a fatal injury:
hum-

Just when the shadow walker was about to pierce through the death knight's helmet, a strange purple magic shield suddenly appeared on top of the death knight's head out of thin air, and then directly cut off the enchanted blade!
Seeing that the rapier, which was invincible in the past, broke in two in front of him, the shadow walker standing on the death knight's shoulder couldn't help being stunned, and then gritted his teeth in shock and said:
"Loic! How is this possible?"

(Loic, the god of trickery of the elves, is revered in Nagarys because the Shadow King often plays tricks on Drucci and attracts his attention)
After finishing speaking, he hurriedly raised the broken sword and prepared to continue stabbing at the death knight's head, trying to kill him before the opponent could react.

How could the death knight, who had only triggered his passive skill, give him a second chance to make a surprise attack? With his broad hand bones, he grabbed the shadow walker above his head and pulled it off, then sent him in front of him.

Roar--

Looking at the struggling shadow walker in his hand, the death knight's skeleton face suddenly let out a terrifying roar, and then crushed the opponent's bones and prepared to stuff them into his mouth.

Accompanied by the pain of internal organs and bones being torn apart, Shadow Walker looked fiercely at the approaching skeleton face, and then uttered the last roar of his life with difficulty:

"Choke to death on my bones, you bloody monster!"

Kacha~
Under the horrified eyes of the surrounding Azul spearmen, the death knight directly crushed the shadow walker's head with his teeth, and then threw the headless corpse to the surrounding spearmen.

What's even more frightening is that with the continuous flow of fresh flesh and blood into the death knight's body, the characteristics of the undead began to continuously restore the fractured bones on his body, and even the steel armor was restored!

"Quick... get out of the way!"

"Swallowing flesh and blood can restore injuries, which is simply illogical!"

"Asuryan, where did Drucci create such a terrifying monster?"

Facing such a terrifying scene, not only the well-trained spearmen felt very frightened, but even the experienced shadow fighters felt a burst of shock and horror.

It's not that they haven't seen monsters that devour flesh and blood, but such undead creatures that can repair wounds or even armor through rapid devouring are unheard of!

Could it be that the Witch King really mastered some evil death magic that Ulthuan didn't know about?

Peng——

Just as the elves were trembling under the threat of the death knight, a dazzling silver beam of light suddenly fell from the sky and flew straight towards the opponent's head.

Since the death knight had already used a passive skill once, he had no power to parry the sudden and violent attack, and his entire head was blown into powder together with the horned helmet!
"Don't stand still in fear, the enemy will not stretch out their heads and let us slaughter them, but we need us to kill them all with the spears and sharp knives in our hands!"

"It's Aris, it's His Majesty the Shadow King!"

"Fear the shadow, fear my name!"

……

Looking at Aris holding the Moon Bow on the city wall, the Asur warriors who had been low in morale under the city wall immediately cheered, and then enthusiastically threw themselves into the battle against the skeleton army.

Although there were previous rumors that His Majesty Aris had been seriously injured, this did not affect the motivational effect of the Shadow King on ordinary soldiers.

Under the cover of magic turrets and ballistas, the remaining death knights were quickly defeated, while the skeleton army was simply unable to fight against the elite Asur heavy infantry, and finally turned into bones floating in the wind.

"Congratulations on successfully defusing the enemy's first wave of offensive, Your Excellency Aris, but is your wound really okay?"

On the city wall, Teclis looked worriedly at Aris, who was covering his abdomen with his hands, and then pointed to the bandage that was oozing black blood and couldn't help asking.

In the past, the Shadow King was able to snipe and kill the death knight in the bone sea with the powerful moon bow, and he would never watch the opponent slaughter his own spearman.

However, after only one arrow was shot, the wounds of the Shadow King Aris, who could not heal, became more corroded, and it was obvious that he could no longer continue to fight.

The Shadow King was obviously very clear about his current situation, but he still stood on the city wall with his weak body, and at the same time looked at the Silver Mist Legion that hadn't launched an attack in the distance and responded:

"I can't fall down now, otherwise Lohan will definitely lead his lackeys to launch a full-scale attack, and Anaheim will be completely finished by then."

He knew very well that, relying on the prestige he had established in Naggaroth for thousands of years, as the Lord of Dread, Rohan would not risk his life to appear in front of him.

Under such circumstances, he must not expose his weakness to Rohan!
Seeing that the Shadow King had no intention of withdrawing the city wall, Teclis could only shake his head helplessly, and then he took out the potion prepared in advance and handed it to the other party to heal his injuries, and said with emotion:

"It's a pity that the elf warriors of Nagareth are not good at using heavy weapons, otherwise we wouldn't be so embarrassed when facing undead creatures."

Hearing this, the Shadow King's expression turned gloomy, but he didn't say much about it.

Indeed, compared to the rapiers and spears, which are more suitable for inflicting physical wounds, the battle axes such as the white lion guards of Chrace and the halberds of the Phoenix guard are the best weapons against undead creatures.

However, the fighters of Nagareth fought against Drucci all the year round, mostly on missions of assassination and sneak attack, and they didn't have much experience in fighting undead creatures.

As long as they knew in advance that there would be so many undead soldiers under Rohan's command, they would have prepared a large number of rocket and flame mages in advance, instead of being so embarrassed like they are now.

The Shadow King silently drank the potion Teclis had prepared for him, feeling the tingling pain from his abdomen was gradually weakening, so he kindly reminded:
"Your name is Teclis, right? I predict that the enemy will launch a second round of attack soon. I suggest you quickly hide under the city wall. After all, your current state seems to be more inconvenient than mine."

"Hahaha, don't look at me sitting weakly in a wheelchair now, but my swordsmanship is not bad, so I shouldn't hold you back."

Teclis smiled and rejected the King of Shadow's kindness. After all, he is a strong man who can forge the artifact 'Sword of Teclis' by himself in the future. How could he be a rookie with no strength?
This is like Confucius in the Spring and Autumn Period. Although he was usually an elegant and easy-going teacher, he was actually a super strong man who was eight feet tall and good at driving chariots and archery.

Teclis also prepared a potion for himself. If the battle situation in Anaheim is really threatening to the extreme, then he doesn't mind getting up from his wheelchair to fight Durucci!

Teclis' attitude was so persistent, and the Shadow King couldn't say anything more, so he could only persuade these compatriots in a slightly blunt tone:

"It's up to you, but you and your classmates must evacuate to a safe place, otherwise I don't want to discuss your funeral with your instructor."

"Don't worry, we will protect ourselves."

———Anaheim, Hills
Located in the mid-air a few kilometers away from Anaheim, Rohan was flapping his wings and suspended in mid-air. While checking the battle situation in the city through the telescope, he couldn't help but complain:

"Didn't it mean that the Shadow King guy has been severely injured by His Majesty the Witch King? I didn't expect to be able to bend a bow and set an arrow. Could it be that he is so stupid that he insists on going to the battlefield?"

"My lord, the gunners have recorded the location of the forts and arrow towers in Anaheim, what should we do next?"

At this moment, Dario, who was busy processing the bombardment information on the ground, suddenly flew to Rohan's side, and finally looked at the messy Anaheim and asked.

Facing Dario's inquiry, Luo Han just thought for a moment and said without hesitation:
"What are you doing? Of course, I'm going to bomb him with incendiary bombs, but let the gunners aim for me. The cost of incendiary bombs is not cheap!"

Today's Anaheim is full of white bones and corpses. These by-products of war that can be seen everywhere are simply natural combustibles, and naturally there is no way to waste.

As for whether the houses or infrastructure in the city will be damaged?
What he wants is the port of Anaheim, so even if the whole of Anaheim is in flames, as long as there are no accidents in the port facilities, then there is nothing worthy of his concern.

Faced with Luohan's indifference, Dario, who has always been in charge of finances, hesitated a little. After all, for him who is used to living a frugal life, he has never fought a battle of wealth like today in eight lifetimes.

After thinking for a while, Dario finally proposed with a little uneasiness:

"Maybe we can consider letting the soldiers launch the attack directly, and my demon fighters are responsible for the main frontal attack, so that it may not cause too much damage to the infrastructure."

"Calm down, my lieutenant, I will not miss the enemy's forts and city defense facilities for some insignificant infrastructure, and eventually lead to the bloodshed of the soldiers under me for no reason.

You should get used to the life of eating without ordering staple food like now. It’s time to get rid of the bad habits of the past. After all, unicorn barbecue and Pegasus grilled wings can also be full, right? "

Luo Han looked at Dario in surprise. Although he claimed that the incendiary bomb was expensive, it was just a simple joke.

The so-called incendiary bomb is actually filling a hollowed-out stone shell with a large amount of white phosphorus and the venom of the war hydra, and then launching it out with the help of time-delay magic.

Although the craftsmanship is much more complicated than iron cannonballs, don't forget that Luohan is now the principal of the Black Tower Academy!
Those mages who just graduated all possessed a wealth of theoretical knowledge. They naively thought that Rohan would transfer them to the battlefield to fight for glory, and they were even ready to face the war for this reason.

However, it is a pity, how could a principal like Luo Han who loves soldiers like children (make the best use of everything) have the heart to let his students face the cruel war?

After finally cultivating a group of mages with high-quality magic knowledge, wouldn't it be a pity if all of them died in the war against chaos!
Luohan has already arranged the future for them. Only by carving magic runes in the arsenal (and screwing in the electronics factory) can these little mages have a bright future!

Hearing Luohan's indifferent mentality like a nouveau riche, even Dario, who has already practiced his mind like water, couldn't help feeling a little turmoil in his heart, but he could only order helplessly:

"Incendiary bombs, prepare for shelling...fire!"

boom boom-

Compared to Dario, who is distressed about the cost, those unpretentious elf artillerymen don't care about so many logistical issues, but happily start bombing Anaheim.

Accompanied by the dazzling red light passing by, scarlet fireballs flew out of the bores of the second batch of replaced artillery, and then exploded over Anaheim like fireworks.

Normally, the citizens of Anaheim would probably be fascinated by such gorgeous fireworks, but when these sparks fall, they will regret why they didn't run faster:
"Ahhhh - my arm is burned through!"

"Go jump in the water, don't let those sparks fall on you!"

"Humph~huh~ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the wells and sea water have been boiled by these sparks!"

……

As incendiary bombs covered the entire city of Anaheim, countless screams and wailings continued to be shouted from the mouths of the high elves, and the whole city was like a purgatory on earth!
(End of this chapter)