The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 452 Valkia, Death
"Why are you here?"

His Majesty the Witch King looked down at the innocent-looking bloodthirsty demon with cold eyes. Apparently, he had also heard about the 'Wanderer Skarbrand' who was punished by Khorne.

Many of the Black Arks in the Dark Elf's plundering fleet have gone to the Badlands to rob various untapped mineral deposits with the Greenskins and Dwarves, and even tried to establish colonies there.

However, the harsh ecological environment ultimately deterred the Druchis. After all, no one wanted to see green skin suddenly growing in their garden.

What's more, the reason why the Badland is called a Badland is not only because of the green-skinned tribes that can be seen almost everywhere in this place, but also because this place is a mixed bag of fish and dragons:
The remnants of the vampires, the Sigma Empire's Guardian Expeditionary Force, the greenskin warbands, the dimensional stone mines that the Skaven longed for, and even the Cathay caravans from afar and Eltharion who came to find the Pot-Belly King Gollum!

Perhaps the only thing worthy of praise is that because the location of the Badlands is far away from the Chaos Portal at the North and South Poles, there is almost no trace of demons, and therefore there is not much spread of Chaos corruption.

But one day, with a blazing fireball falling from the sky, a bloodthirsty maniac with no sense at all suddenly descended on the bad land!

This bloodthirsty demon has almost no sense at all, and has never communicated with any living creature. Its only pleasure every day is to slaughter one stronghold of other creatures one after another and spread the corruption of Khorne.

Now, almost all species from the medieval world can be found in the Badlands!
It didn't take long for the dark elves to leave this geomantic treasure land of "full of vitality and all things competing" without hesitation. After all, even if they want to mine gold, they must have the Life Flower.

His Majesty the Witch King also learned from the pirates who returned to Naggarond with gold ore that there was the only bloodthirsty demon in the world with incomplete wings and deprived of the blessing of Khorne.

However, he never thought that one day he would meet Skarbrand, who was supposed to be far away in the bad land, and the location was still in Nagaroth!
"Ha! I can go wherever I want, do you care?"

Faced with the question from His Majesty the Witch King, Skarbrand was obviously not a good-tempered master, but he just glanced at the black dragon Seraphim soaring in the sky, then turned around and prepared to enter the Dark Altar.

Now His Majesty the Witch King was a little confused. He hurriedly drove Seraphim to block Skarbrand's path, and then asked in confusion:
"Why did you turn around and leave? As a demon of Khorne, shouldn't you be fighting me like a madman who has lost his mind?"

"Hehehe, are you stupid? A despicable pointy-eared person like you always runs away when he sees me, and you also bully me that I can't fly now. Do I still want to stay and glare at you?** (bad language)."

Skarbrand looked at His Majesty the Witch King in the sky with a look that looked retarded, then shook his head and continued walking towards the Altar of Ultimate Darkness.

He could feel the constant sounds of fighting coming from inside, and that was the battle enough to make his blood boil!
"Am I being... despised by a retard?"

Looking at Skarbrand's retreating back, His Majesty the Witch King, who was riding on the dragon's saddle, couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he pulled out his sword like crazy and roared:
"Look directly at me, demon! I want you to feel what the bravery of Aenarion is!"

After saying that, His Majesty the Witch King drove Seraphim to land on the sand dunes, and at the same time continued to squeeze the magical wind from the air. Finally, he pointed his sword at Skarbrand's back and suddenly shot out a storm of sharp blades.

He had lived for tens of thousands of years, when had he ever suffered this kind of injustice? !

The blade storm soon began to tear and cut Skarbrand's body, but the bloodthirsty demon's tough body was not affected at all, and instead successfully attracted its attention:

"Ho ho ho! You actually dare to come towards me. It seems I misjudged you. You don't have the usual pointed ears!"

Skarbrand excitedly picked up its two battle axes with eyeballs and blood stains, which contained the souls of the defeated who had died in its hands. Its power was even enough to split the mountain!

Roar--

Seeing that his magic seemed unable to cause much harm to the opponent, His Majesty the Witch King simply pulled the reins and asked Seraphim to charge, pointing his bloody mouth at Skarbrand, who was also running towards him in the distance.

"Good come!"

Facing the oncoming [-]-meter-long dragon, Skarbrand's originally honest face was immediately replaced by a crazy fighting spirit and ferociousness. Then he raised his foot fiercely, aimed at Seraphim's chin, and kicked him.

Charge stunt: Skarbrand's big feet!
(This move actually has falling damage in the game)
oooo~
The sexy big hoof decorated with sharp blades and spikes kicked Seraphim hard on the chin. Such a swift blow whipped Seraphim and he couldn't help but let out a whimper, and then his entire upper body leaned forward.

But such a large-scale movement obviously also exposed Skarbrand's side to His Majesty the Witch King's divine sword, which was a perfect weakness!
"go to hell!"

His Majesty the Witch King jumped directly from Seraphim's dragon saddle, then raised the Destroyer with both hands and stabbed directly at Skarbrand's head, intending to pierce the weapon directly into Skarbrand's eyeballs.

Normally, Skarbrand, who had lost all his blessings, would not be an enemy of His Majesty the Witch King at all, but today's Skarbrand is obviously different.

Because Khorne is not prepared to let His Majesty the Witch King enter the Ultimate Dark Altar so quickly and disrupt his plan to seize Rohan:
"I can feel...the blessing of my Lord Blood God has returned!"

A dazzling golden-red light flashed across the originally dim Mark of Khorne in front of Skarbrand, and then the speed of the entire demon suddenly increased a lot, so fast that it even avoided the Witch King's attack.

His Majesty the Witch King, who failed to succeed in one attack, hurriedly stood up from the sand, and then looked at Skarbrand in front of him, who was three times as tall as him, and couldn't help but look a little ugly.

Careless now!
————The ultimate dark altar, the deepest part
If the battle between His Majesty the Witch King and Skarbrand in the outside world has begun, then the battle between Rohan and Valkia is coming to an end:
"Even if Khorne comes to the mortal world himself, he can't save you this time!"

boom--

The solid rock deck of the Black Ark was directly smashed into cracks like spider webs. Rohan's left claw was dragging Valkia's head tightly, hitting the surrounding rock walls crazily.

After a while, Valkia tried her best to stun Rohan with Slaanesh's head shield, and then seized the opportunity to break away from the opponent's hand.

"Ha...ha...it's really a hearty battle!"

Feeling the moist heat coming from the tip of her nose, Valkia couldn't help but reach out and wipe her cheek, then tiredly raised her war spear and looked at Rohan warily again.

Since she was defeated at the hands of Rohan during the Battle of Plagg, she has been fighting with other champions in the Brass Fortress of Khorne over the past few years, constantly honing her fighting skills.

However, the cruel reality slapped her in the face. Even though Rohan has been deprived of the great power he once bestowed by the other three gods of Chaos, he is still able to pin her to the wall with only the blessings of Tzeentch and the Lady of Mist. Rub on.

This feeling is really...so good!Sensing the rising fighting spirit in Valkia's eyes, Rohan, who was also exhausted, couldn't help but sigh, and then looked down at the broken Gwendalion Blade.

Rohan, who possesses prehistoric power, is not worried about exhaustion of his physical strength, but it is obvious that the high-intensity battle has made this Sindar Elf rune sword about to reach the end of its lifespan.

As for the Slaupania war spear in Valkia's hand, it had already broken in the fierce battle just now, and now she can only rely on the broken spear tip to continue fighting.

"Let's fight this quickly. It's time to end this farce."

After confirming that his weapon should be able to hold on for a while, Rohan charged towards Valkia for the last time, and when he was about to make contact with Valkia, he turned around and used his strength to chop down hard.

"You have a wonderful idea, our war will continue until we fight each other in the Halls of Valor of Khorne for eternity!"

Valkia was not to be outdone, and stabbed the broken spear at Rohan's sword without fear, trying to win the battle by comparing the durability of the weapons.

It's not that she doesn't want to use combat skills to face the enemy, it's just that she doesn't have the strength anymore.

Although people often say that "there are no plowed fields, only exhausted cows," but if this cow is a minotaur blessed by the gods, then it would be a different story:
Click!

Unfortunately, Valkia was not able to see what he expected in the end. As Rohan's sword edge gradually crushed her severely damaged war spear, she couldn't help but let out a bitter smile:
"I really didn't expect that after working hard for so long, I would be defeated by weapons in the end..."

"Don't worry, at least you don't have to work hard anymore, because I will give you a happy ending. Your corrupt and fallen soul will be directly purified by the light of the sun, and there will be no possibility of resurrection."

"Then I really thank you!"

The corners of Valkia's mouth twitched slightly, but before she could say anything more, she saw a dazzling golden light suddenly flash across Rohan's body, and then he was immersed in eternal light.

What a warm light...

Valkia finally looked at Rohan's face full of regret, as if she was about to say something, but everything was already over.

click-

The war spear shining with scarlet flames was completely shattered. Rohan showed enough respect for Valkia, an old friend who had been fighting for more than ten years without love, and directly used the holy light to completely purify and wash her body and soul.

Valkia is dead.

"Now you are dead, but my battle has just begun..."

Looking at Valkia who gradually turned into wisps of flying ash and disappeared in mid-air, Rohan looked at the broken Gwendalion Blade in his hand with a sad face, not letting down his guard at all.

He knew very well that if he destroyed Khorne's favorite figure, then he would surely have to endure the other party's thunderous revenge!
rumbling--

Sure enough, as the God of War and Glory felt that his most beloved Blood Queen had passed away, terrifying red thunder began to gather in the sky of the Ultimate Dark Altar.

Within the Chaos Demon Realm, the demons and believers in the entire Khorne Demon Realm all chose to stop the war at hand. Whether they were bloodthirsty demons or low-level fanatic believers, they all looked towards the direction of the Brass Fortress with fear on their faces:

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

The monstrous rage is spreading towards the entire Chaos Demon Realm in a trend that is visible to the naked eye. At the highest peak of the hall where eight blasphemous magic pillars stand, the owner on the brass throne is pulling out the battle ax from his waist and standing up to look into the distance.

Even the usually most arrogant and domineering Demon Engine was too frightened to speak at this moment. After all, the last time they saw this scene was when that guy Skarbrand desperately tried to sneak attack the Blood God.

"This is the power of the Blood God!"

"Is this the power of the Chaos Demon God..."

On the periphery of the Dark Altar, His Majesty the Witch King and Skarbrand, who were fighting fiercely, also looked up to the sky. The endless thunder was converging into a huge bloody sword, and their expressions changed greatly.

As a high-level monster, Seraphine flapped its wings uneasily. It could feel a power that destroyed the world from this thunder, and even the residual power was enough to kill it!

"This is troublesome. How about I hide in the advanced system space for ten days and a half before coming out?"

Inside the altar, Rohan also noticed the terrifying strangeness coming from the sky, but his face did not show any nervousness at all. Instead, he frowned and began to mutter to himself.

As the holder of the system, his biggest secret is to be able to hide in the system space anytime and anywhere to avoid any harm. Even the four gods of chaos cannot find his location.

As long as he wanted to, he could even hide in the system space for eternity, until the Four Gods of Chaos forgot his existence.

But the price of this is that the place where he disappeared is also his only exit in the system. As long as Khorne leaves a distraction here to watch him, he will never be able to run out openly and wander around.

Therefore, for the sake of the rest of his life, Luo Han finally decided to find a way to resist this move!

However, before Rohan could figure out how to deal with the sanctions from Khorne, he saw the treacherous strange bird that had been watching the show suddenly land on his shoulder at some point, staring with golden pupils and asking road:
"Gaga~ My dear champion warrior, I can feel the confusion and fear in your heart at this moment. Do you want to consider asking for help from the great Lord of Changes? I will be happy to help you~"

After saying that, the perverted strange bird rubbed its head against Luo Han's cheek affectionately, not caring at all about Luo Han's disgusted gaze.

(End of this chapter)