The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 388 Tribute Tribute Land

"Lying? My fucking beautiful wings have been turned into this weird look by those four evil gods. Can you understand the feeling of being crushed every night when you sleep?"

Hearing that Roxia actually doubted whether he had really entered the Chaos Demon Realm, Luo Han couldn't help showing a trace of resentment on his face, and then took a sip of the juice on the table.

You must know that Luohan never slept with a quilt, but wrapped himself in the wings woven by the Misty Lady and lay on the bed like a silkworm baby.

Under the blessing of Mist Lady's divine power, the wings of the pure-blooded Pegasus are as warm as if they were bathed in the sun. Even when soaking in hot springs, Rohan would spend a lot of time smoothing the feathers, lest the tail wings would split in battle.

Light, comfortable, and warm, this is how the wings woven by Ms. Misty give Lohan the feeling!
But now, this pair of tough wings forged from profane steel is like an appendage that was forcibly grafted on him. Who knows whether the magic responsible for linking them into his body is from Tzeentch or Nabi?

"TMD, one day I will return to the Chaos Demon Realm and get my wings back!"

Looking at Luohan's face full of resentment, Roxia also realized that his question might be a little abrupt, so he hurriedly pointed to Luohan's wrist to change the subject:

"I see... But besides that, there seems to be a demon in your body, otherwise, how could that iceberg beauty Marus have taken the initiative to find you a while ago?"

"You mean Hill?"

"Yes, yes, can you tell me what it's like to have a demon lodged in your body? Can hosting a demon really strengthen your strength?"

Roxia was obviously very interested in this way of strengthening his own strength through external force, so he stepped forward and took the initiative to grab Rohan's shoulder and began to ask.

After all, the current Rohan doesn't seem to be in any way out of control, so that Roxia, who is already full of exploration and pursuit of strength, has a thought of 'I can do it if I do it'.

After all, it's not that Chaos Demons haven't been killed before. It's not difficult for fear lords who master all kinds of rare black magic to capture one and seal it in their bodies~
"I advise you not to do this. You must know that there are differences between elves and elves. You may not be able to resist the temptation of chaos like me."

Luohan immediately sensed the eager greed in Roxia's heart, so he looked at the Slaanesh whip on his wrist with some headaches and tried to dissuade him.

Since Hill was bound to his body, Rohan could indeed feel that he could cast magic more smoothly, and his affinity with the wind of magic was much higher.

But in contrast, Hill, who is the maid of Slaanesh, is constantly corrupting and tempting his body. Once he is not careful, he will produce all kinds of grotesque beauty in his brain, which can be said to be hard to guard against!

"I don't care about you. Anyway, I advise you to avoid any contact with Chaos last time. Once this thing sticks to your body, it will be difficult to peel off."

Seeing that Roxia seemed to be sitting next to him thinking about something, Luo Han could only shake his head helplessly and left the palace, walking towards the living room that had been tidied up.

He has already said this, if the other party still wants to insist on finding a demon to seal in his body, then it is purely a ghost that can't be persuaded to die.

After all, he was still able to shut Hill up with the crown of dominance, and at best Roxia was tortured into mental weakness like Malus, and eventually became a pair of troubled brothers.

———A few days later, Naggarond

"Please wait for a moment, Your Excellency Rohan, His Majesty the Witch King is dealing with some private matters now, you can wait in the reception hall for a while."

"Well, I see."

Located in Castle Black, which seemed to be forever dark in Naggarond, Rohan followed a black guard who was much taller than him to the reception hall, and then sat down leisurely.

The purpose of his coming to Naggarond this time is to return the long-lost Nagareth Crown of His Majesty the Witch King, and at the same time, the treasure of the dark elf society - the Shadow Crown!
After all, his army has completely controlled Anaheim at the moment, but if he does not get the official permission from Castle Black, then his military actions will be ruled as illegal.

And if the identification is true, then he will have to choose to lead his army out of Anaheim, which he picked up, and go further south to find a suitable seaport.

And if they want to continue to expand southward, they have to enter the ruins of the ancient city of Quintex, and compete for territory with the ratmen and lizardmen who rose from the ruins.

If the situation was worse, he would have to travel across the Strait to the Cathay Continent on the other side of the world to see if there was any Promised Land that the Mist Lady could promise him.

Although he is not afraid of a protracted war that consumes huge amounts of resources, it is obviously contrary to his original intention to fall into the quagmire of such a war that consumes huge amounts of resources.

"I have ordered the slaves to prepare freshly squeezed juice for you. If there is no other problem, I will leave first."

"Thank you, thank you... You are the new captain selected by His Majesty the Witch King from the Black Tower guards some time ago. I remember your name is Kuran Blackhand?"

Looking at the captain of the black guard who gave him a faint sense of threat, Luo Han couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, and finally joked in a rather teasing tone:

"I've heard about you. A few decades ago, my subordinates told me that the Black Tower guards selected a combat genius who used his hair to strangle competitors. It is said that the combat methods are extremely insidious, and stones and sand are often used as weapons?"

"It's ridiculous. I just make the best use of everything. After all, the battlefield is a life-and-death struggle. No matter how insidious the means are, it's just for the final great victory."

In the face of Rohan's teasing, Kuran's dull voice under the helmet did not change at all. On the contrary, it was the natural tone that made Rohan admire him.

Indeed, although the dark elves also have a long history of honor and gladiatorial culture, this glory is not reflected in the way of fighting.

Thanks to Kane's influence on Drucci, victory is the highest glory. As for the way to win... who cares?

Facing the Drucci elf who almost followed the standard template in front of him, Luohan couldn't help showing a love for talent, so he took the initiative to propose:

"Perhaps after my meeting with His Majesty the Witch King is over, you can wait for me for a while on the training ground outside Castle Black, and I can teach you how to use the halberd."

"You seem to be very confident, but as far as I know, the weapons you have been using all these years are long swords. Perhaps your skills in using halberds cannot meet your so-called teaching standards?"

"Hehehe, don't be too confident, junior, it is undeniable that your strength is not bad, but if you think that this is the limit that elves can achieve, it only shows that you are still too naive!"

Hearing the refusal in Kuran's words, Luohan could naturally hear that the other party was mocking his halberd combat skills for being too old-fashioned, and there was an unspeakable strange smile on his face.

As early as the age of 30, he was able to use his own fighting skills on the battlefield to cut an experienced nobleman of Charis and his white lion into pieces of meat with a black iron halberd.

Although he hadn't had much contact with the scene in the past few years, it was all because of the scarcity of halberd artifacts!

His long halberd combat skills are more advanced than his sword skills!

Just when Luohan was about to continue to say something, a Naggarond black guard carrying juice suddenly knocked on the door and entered the reception hall, and then came to Luohan and saluted:
"Your Excellency Luohan, His Majesty the Witch King is waiting for you at the top observation deck, you can go to see His Majesty now... Brother Luohan, Morathi is also at the observation deck now, you must be careful!"

"Morath, I see, thank you for the information and the juice, then I will go up first."

After receiving the juice from his former little brother, Luo Han took out a small yellow croaker from his arms and handed it to the black guard, and then took the magic staircase to the observation deck under the excited eyes of the guard.

...after a while
suck~ suck~
Rohan, who was stepping up the magic stairs all the way to the observation deck of Castle Black, dropped the empty bottle, and then walked towards the window sill that was most suitable for viewing the scenery in the dark.

He knows more about His Majesty the Witch King's life habits than his mother Morathi, so he naturally knows that the other party should be blowing cold wind at the window.

After all, under the burning of the holy fire of Asuryan, the almost half-cooked body can only feel a touch of coolness under the biting cold wind of Naggaros, which is why His Majesty the Witch King often travels around on dragons. s reason.

In order to cool down, Castle Black's observation deck even has a special place where you can feel the cold wind gathered by the wind of magic blowing from all directions at the same time. Such a temperature is simply not a temperature that ordinary people can bear!

It is precisely because His Majesty the Witch King at this time can usually suppress the restless Asuryan flame in his body, so many of Luo Han's proposals and requests will be allowed under this situation.

However, before Luohan officially entered the range of the bone-piercing window sill, Luohan heard the voice of a crazy woman yelling:
"He could take the opportunity to take back the Midnight Stone, but he still dared to watch the Midnight Stone slip away from him. You should immediately punish him with the most severe punishment and deprive him of Gran City!"

"Calm down, my respected mother, you look like an old woman in the vegetable market, can't you be more elegant?"

"Calm? Elegant! That was a wedding gift from your father, a relic of your father. I'm even more surprised why you didn't show any anger?"

"Why should I be angry? He solved the first problem of conquering Ulthuan for me, and also successfully regained the Shadow Crown. This alone is worthy of my pride."

"Then have you ever thought that if it wasn't because of his unauthorized actions that caused that bastard Aris Anar to escape, maybe we could get back both artifacts?"

"Now do you dare to call the Shadow King's name directly? Why haven't I seen you so brave before?"

……

Hearing the sound of fierce quarrels coming from the bone-piercing window sill in the distance, Luo Han immediately realized that Aunt Mo was probably messing around again, so he deliberately revealed some footsteps.

da da~
The two powerful elf warriors immediately sensed the footsteps here, so the original noisy quarrel immediately stopped, replaced by the howling cold wind that continuously wafted through the air.

"It's not good, it seems that today's matter may not end well..."

Although there seems to be nothing unusual, but under Luohan's keen perception, the dark corridor is as terrifying as the corrupted intestines of the abyss siren!
Just when he began to hesitate whether he really wanted to face the two most powerful dark elf leaders at the same time, the slightly impatient voice of the Witch King reached his ears:

"Why are you still hesitating over there, why don't you hurry over to me!"

"I'm coming!"

Hearing this, Luo Han could only suppress the uneasiness brought about by his keen perception, and then walked quickly towards the piercing window sill:
I saw that His Majesty the Witch King was leaning leisurely on a throne made of black iron at this moment, and was enjoying the magical wind constantly blowing around him with his eyes closed.

Thanks to the wind of magic that suddenly blew up from the Chaos Portal in the north, His Majesty the Witch King, who is both skilled in magic and martial arts, has not felt so cool and relaxed as he is now for a long time.

Ah~ It would be even better if Alisara was with him instead of Morathi!

In the shadow of the throne, Morathi, who was almost naked, was staring at Lohan with a vicious gaze, and finally broke the tranquility on the window sill with a reckless opening:

"Dread Lord Rohan, are you convicted?"

Hearing that Morathi blamed his subordinates face to face in such a disregard of feelings, His Majesty the Witch King's slightly opened dark green eyes immediately flashed a dissatisfaction, and then glanced lightly at Luohan.

Boy, if you still want Anaheim, you better show me some guts!
"I'm sorry, but I don't know what I did wrong. What's more, the object of my allegiance is our honorable Phoenix King, not you, so it's not your turn to hold me accountable."

Luo Han understood the potential meaning of His Majesty the Witch King at a glance, and immediately became more courageous because he was worried about making mistakes, and then directly refuted in person:

"This is Naggarond, not Grond. Your Excellency Morathi, the supreme sorceress, and our honorable Majesty the Witch King haven't spoken yet. Why did you start talking first?"

You want to talk before the big brother even speaks, the little girl is a bit big, why do you want to eat the big brother!
(End of this chapter)