The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 484 The four boring vendors
————Chaos Demon Realm, Tzeentch Realm
"Two cakes~"

"bump!"

"Seven."

"Hu La~"

……

Located in a confined space in the deepest part of the Chaos Demon Realm, the Chaos Gods are playing the so-called 'Great Game' as usual, repeating the war that has lasted for an unknown length of time.

This is a strange space formed by the convergence of four energies of red, green, blue and pink, with a slight silver light mixed in it.

The war in the Chaos Demon Realm is still going on. According to common sense, the current Chaos Gods should be conquering each other without any scruples as usual, enjoying this boring and eternal 'great game' endlessly.

However, this time, the 'subspace chess and card room' was not as lively as before. This was mainly because the four most trouble-making gods of chaos were now a little listless:
"It's so boring... I don't know how many days Lohan was lost. I missed him."

In the Demon Realm of Joy exuding a decadent air, Princess Joy was paralyzed in mid-air with a stiff face. Her beautiful eyes that were originally as agile as a deer were now filled with the look of a person who had been forced to abstain from sexual intercourse.

In the past, she might not have cared about elves like Rohan. After all, there are handsome boys in any world, so there will naturally be no shortage of such dignified-looking rouge fans.

But as the saying goes, 'What you can't get is always the best'!
Finally, I found an elf I liked, and I was able to plant the soul of my maid in him. Seeing that the harvest was about to come, this was a double surprise...

That guy Tzeentch deserves to die!

"That guy Tzeentch deserves to die!"

Similar to the aggrieved Slaanesh, a horned kobold surrounded by blood in the Brass Fortress in the Demon Realm of Khorne is also sulking indignantly.

Khorne is very unhappy now, very unhappy!

He also had grudges with Rohan, because the soul of his most beloved champion, the Scarlet Queen Valkia, was completely destroyed by Rohan, and even the soul fragments could no longer be put together.

Without enough soul fragments, there is no way to be completely resurrected, so that Valkia, who has now taken great pains to reshape her body, has not only returned to an ugly human appearance, but also has problems with her memory!

Moreover, he was also paying attention to the battle between Rohan and Archaon on the altar of Cain. The passionate battle finally made him feel excited, but the battle ended before the winner was decided...

That’s right, it’s actually over!

F*ck, let’s finish it after all!
If Slaanesh's feelings for Rohan were painful and unrequited, then the poor hot-blooded kobold was brutally 'stopped' and was interrupted alive in the most exciting situation.

Although he didn't know exactly how all this was related to Tzeentch, Khorne knew that it must be more or less connected to the other party.

If so, why hesitate?
Just scold!

So, as a god of chaos who is hated by two colleagues at the same time, what does Tzeentch think of the evaluation he made a few years ago?

"TMD, I really deserve to die!"

Located in the Crystal Maze in the Demon Realm of Tzeentch, a goddess with star-colored hair is sitting silently in the courtyard. Her delicate and beautiful face is exactly like an anonymous lady of the mist.

You may not believe it, but this is Tzeentch!
In order to seduce Rohan into surrendering to him, Tzeentch offered many conditions sincerely, and even personally transformed into the Lady of the Mist to replace her position in Rohan's heart.

Perhaps the only difference from Lady Misty is that her hair is constantly changing colors like a rainbow, right?

"It doesn't matter if Archaon is gone, why can't I think about that guy Rohan? This has caused me to have no fun for several years..."

I saw Tzeentch sitting in her courtyard with crystal flowers in full bloom with an emo look on her face, but her beautiful face that resembled the Lady of the Mist revealed a strange look of dissatisfaction with desire.

This expression of collapse is like a drug addict who is suddenly forced to quit taking drugs. It is simply the top level of torture.

Different from Slaanesh’s miserable inability to love, and different from Khorne’s insatiable restraint, she is the Chaos God who thinks she has the deepest relationship with Rohan!
Whether it is giving Rohan the magic screen and mark of Tzeentch that can protect him, or the Gate of Tzeentch that can summon an army of Tzeentch demons, and the Helm of Command to command the demons, they are top-level things that no other Chosen God of Tzeentch has. Matching treatment.

What's more, when she has nothing to do, she likes to peek into Rohan's life, and at the same time delve into the various knowledge and magic that he brought back from another world. That was the happiest time for her.

But now, without the daily check-in task, Tzeentch seemed to have forgotten what he should do for a while, so apart from participating in the great game every day, he would sit in the maze in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, until a pink fear demon who was also watching Tzeentch at the door split into two blue demons. Then Tzeentch reluctantly cheered up and comforted himself:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Rohan's portal must have great restrictions. Even if you miss it, it doesn't matter... Huh?"

boom--

Just when Tzeentch, who couldn't eat the grapes and said the grapes were sour, was constantly comforting herself, she suddenly felt a familiar breath and fluctuation coming from the Tzeentch Demonic Realm in the distance.

Archaon?
Didn't he follow Rohan and disappear into the cracks in time and space?
Thinking of this, the Lord of Changes, who was curious about any change, couldn't help but use his divine power to penetrate the other party's portal, preparing to study the other party's purpose.

However, the next second, Tzeentch, who was still frowning, could not help but suddenly widen his eyes, stood up from the courtyard and exclaimed:
"This breath is...another world!"

huh~
Almost as soon as Tzeentch reacted, its body turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the crystal maze. The next second, it instantly appeared at the door of the portal dozens of kilometers away.

There are blue and purple portals, and Archaon's aura can also be felt. It seems that the identity of the other party must indeed be the long-lost Archaon.

In that case, why not...

"Echord, my lovely champion warrior, haven't you been looking for the meaning of life? Then please lead an army of Tzeentch to explore the so-called meaning!"——Eregion, Fortress
At this moment, Rohan did not know that Archaon, who was on the other side of the Misty Mountains, had also begun to seek assistance from the side. At this time, he was busy commanding the First Guards Corps to build a bastion.

After several weeks of construction, Rohan quickly completed the superstructure of the bastion, allowing this solid fortress to take shape successfully.

The slopes that spread out from the hills of Eregion like a six-pointed star to the surroundings looked particularly beautiful, and when viewed from the sky, they looked like an architectural miracle, red and full of charm.

After all, what boy could refuse such a beautiful and capable fortress?
"The main body of the superstructure will be completed soon. If we continue at this pace, it won't be long before the entire fortress is completely completed!"

Rohan was suspended above the sky of Eregion with satisfaction, and then landed in a large blacksmith's workshop that had been built with off-white marble. Then he took out a red steel ingot and started pounding:
Ding~ding~ding~
Seeing that the hot steel ingot was constantly changing its shape under the beating of the rune hammer in his hand, Luo Han calmly took out a small notebook and muttered:
"Draw the runes, integrate all your thoughts into the runes, and then blend the two into one through the beating of magic flames... Does it sound like some kind of fusion forging technique?"

Looking at the long sword pattern that had taken shape on the anvil, Luohan couldn't help but yawned and then continued to look through the book recommendations and began to think about how to incorporate the runes into it.

The sword grid is a tool that holds the sword in place when it comes into contact with the hilt. It is also the most efficient magic forging method he has learned so far.

You only need to integrate all your love and hatred for the rune target into the runes around the anvil, and with enough temperature and the catalysis of the magic flame, I believe it will be formed soon, right?

slam-la-

After using pliers to put the sword grid with flashing runes on the anvil into an iron bucket filled with special mineral oil, Rohan looked at the sword grid that was rolling in the grease and couldn't help but murmured:

"For all the evil, I wish I could eliminate it immediately. Why not make you a sword of justice that is specially used to kill demons?"

In Rohan's mind, the so-called evil is nothing more than the evil gods such as the Chaos Gods and Sauron, who do all kinds of evil, not to mention that he has fallen into their hands not once or twice.

In this case, it wouldn't be too much to create some weapons specially designed to target this type of enemies, right?
After taking out the steaming sword grid from the iron bucket, Rohan couldn't help but use the claws of Sheng Yao to grab the dark red iron block flashing with elven runes and murmured with some satisfaction:

"Although some details are still relatively new and immature, this is indeed the first time I have made runes since I got rid of dwarf craftsmanship. Unexpectedly, it seems to be pretty good now?"

You must know that he only spent about two years learning magic forging. Now he can learn to forge elven rune weapons without the guidance of a teacher. This is indeed a great progress.

With his current strength, although he is still unable to create top-level artifacts like the Sword of Kane or Orcrest, the Claws of Dawn and Claws of Dusk similar to those of the Twilight Sisters are still possible.

Moreover, the Twilight Sisters' weapons themselves were forged by Lord Dais, the chosen one of Vaal, the god of craftsmen, and they were also regarded as good rune weapons.

From this point of view, his skills in elf rune forging are probably almost the same as Lord Dais, right?

"According to Gandalf's suggestion, Lady Galadriel seems to be a master craftsman whose forging skills are no less than those of Celebrimbor. Maybe I can consider becoming a disciple when I go to the Golden Forest in the future..."

After putting the gradually cooling sword grid aside, Luo Han subconsciously prepared to touch his chin, but then he was scalded by the residual warmth that had not dissipated from the claws of Sheng Yao, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away his hand.

However, it is unimaginable that a female elf like Galadriel could be a master at wielding a hammer.

According to Rohan's general understanding of Galadriel in the past, he subconsciously believed that the other party should be a being similar to the Eternal Queen, a nanny mage who was not good at melee combat.

But now, when I think about the fact that a cute girl like Alarielle would swing a blacksmith's hammer and shout "eighty, eighty" next to the hot blacksmith furnace...

Um, I hope it’s not King Kong Barbie, right?

Just when Rohan was looking at the craftsman's hammer in his hand in a daze, his champion warrior Rissadilan had arrived outside the blacksmith workshop at some point, and then said in a serious voice:

"Your Highness, according to the report of the dragoons, we found a large number of Orcs attacking Bree near Storm Peak. What should we do?"

"Um...what are you?"

Hearing Lisa Dilan's question, Rohan, who was in a daze, couldn't react for a moment. It wasn't until the other party repeated it again that he asked in disbelief:
"What's going on? How could a large number of Oaks suddenly gather for no reason? Please tell me all the omitted details!"

"Yes, at the beginning, a group of our scouts discovered the presence of a small group of Orc warg cavalry in Fengyun Hills. After the battle, they called the nearby dragoons to come for support.

When the dragoons arrived, they found that our scouts had evacuated early, and then found that an Oak army of more than [-] people had entered the East-West Avenue and was heading towards Bree! "

After reading Rissadilan's description, Rohan finally understood what the general process of the Oak army was, but then he immediately lowered his head and fell into thinking.

Orcs are like the Beastmen in the Warhammer world to the world of Middle-earth. They are everywhere like locusts, but this time the number is a bit unusual.

But compared to the purpose of this Oak army, Rohan was more interested in their purpose:

"This Oak shouldn't come from the Misty Mountains, otherwise Rivendell would have received the message in advance to notify us, instead of being like us and not reacting at all."

"Yes, the East-West Avenue is not within the patrol range of Rivendell, so I think Elrond still doesn't know about the Orc invasion. They should be on guard against the Misty Mountains just like us."

Rissadilan, who knew something about the distribution of forces in Middle-earth, also agreed with Rohan's idea, and then took out a map and gestured to Rohan:
"This Orc army is just the vanguard. Our flying dragons discovered the large amount of iron armor and heavy halberds they were equipped with, and tracked them all the way to the Etten Wasteland."

"Ettenmoor..."

Rohan looked over his head and searched carefully on the map, and at the last glance he saw Angmar Mountain, located in the northernmost part of the Misty Mountains, which is the remnant of the Kingdom of Angmar.

The final glory of the Kingdom of Angmar is the dwarf holy land currently occupied by Oak...

"Gundabad!"

(End of this chapter)