Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 214 The Nightmare of Cologne
The air was filled with the smell of burning, screams, death, nightmares, bad things huddling together as the Chaos Gods' plan came true.

It is impossible to count how many people died because of this moment. Even if Alan Bayer ran to report the situation to Colony at the fastest speed, he saw countless demons circling the sky and slaughtering human villages.

The Screamers have reached the land of Bretonnia, is the War of Change still far behind?
Roel looked angrily at those strange shining sharks killing humans, but there was nothing he could do. Now he could only use his full strength to keep Cologne.

But the first thing he did was not what he thought. Although he emphasized that he didn't care about money or anything, all the layout he came to this world was on that ship. He came to the village because the stone was Detonated, the demons here also went to other areas at the fastest speed. They have been suppressed for too long, and now they are too excited.

The small fishing village was completely peaceful, only one person nervously inspected the fishing boat in the dark night. This dilapidated boat for decades made people doubt whether it could be used. Only the fishy smell on the fishing net felt that it would never go away.

Roel pumped the river water in and found that there was no problem, so he pushed the ship into the Seine River, and reluctantly went down the rapids to find his warship.

The Seine River is one of the lifeblood of Bretonnia, from which there should be a prosperous scene all the way down, but now it is a purgatory on earth, terrible monsters surround the city, only a few of Tzeentch's demons can slaughter a large number of civilians, The whole of Colonia was plunged into a terrible impasse.

Many demon squads found Roel going down the river, and of course they were shot and killed. Those things are still disgusting, because the "trophy" they like to carry is not golden food, but dead human heads. He loves to peel off his skin and put it on his body to "play".

Compared with the boring Chaos Demon Realm, the material world here is more playful and interesting, so Roel just shot and killed a few Horrors, and the other demons immediately dispersed. They don't like to bet on this, that is, being sent The possibility of returning to the seat of the Chaos Gods.

You must know that if a demon's soul is smashed in the real world, it depends on the thoughts of the gods of chaos if they want to restore it. If their master doesn't need them, then they will be almost dead.

But even if there is such a danger, coming to the human world is still the greatest pleasure. They feel like addicts love hallucinogens for the material world.

The filthy thing twittered and watched Roel go down the river, the saliva in his mouth was about to drip out, wishing he could swallow the tender flesh alive.

Compared with the undead driven by the wind of death, the demons are more terrifying and terrifying. The magic flames burn the village, people are strung on something, and are held up and played by horrors. Most vampire lords will not treat people like this. The devil needs only the emotion of fear from those people.

Roel endured his nausea and continued to descend. After swimming for a long time, he saw the fleet in the distance at dawn. They were fighting with the demons, but the main force that the demons were dealing with was not ordinary people. Dozens of blood knights under him.

Powerful dark magic gathered on their blades, with the assistance of mortals, the farmers and cannons destroyed the legs and limbs of their bodies, and the blood knights beheaded the enemies. kill them all.

They saw the Duke approaching, and the Blood Knights knelt on one knee, begging for punishment, because they felt they had failed to protect the ship, and pointing out a scratch on the ship, cutting through much of the wood.

Roel helped Falayette up. "You did a good job, knights of Musilon, now pay attention to pick up your fangs, we need to rescue Colony Castle!"

Both peasants and knights had a lot of ideas about King Lawn's city. They thought they should not see it this time, but this order made them ecstatic.

The ship ventured into the narrow tributary, and the hissing sound of the rocks and the ship was frightening, but fortunately, the sailors of Bordeaux were simply magical around the mouth of the river, through the bends, and drove the battleship stiffly The tributary that goes into Colony.

Roel now requires the cannons to be fully filled, the gunpowder to be ready, and everyone to carry bombs before disembarking. Except that black powder can temporarily destroy the demon's physical body and tear it into pieces. He really can't think of a better idea.

And when he looked at the city gate with flames flashing in the distance, his inner thoughts became even more uneasy.

But the reality is that if Roel hadn't destroyed a portal, I'm afraid that today's Cologne would have completely fallen, and the gate he broke should happen to be the largest of the three, where the demons can pass through...

In today's Chaos Gods, Carlos's bird head quarrels constantly.

"Why did you let him go?"

"I can't stop him!"

"He's strong."

"I'm not afraid of him."

The chaotic words and the messy demons in the Chaos Demon Realm made the situation in this place even worse. The damage caused by Roel slowed down the pace of the Chaos invasion. Without the regular army, those miscellaneous demons would never be able to Break through the walls of Cologne.

Carlos was distraught, but he knew that it was all about the opening song that he had already prepared, playing it while the Bretonnians were struggling, and it was about to reach its climax...

Carlos stroked the head of a blond girl next to him, and upon closer inspection, the "human" turned out to be a Barbie doll-like cheek, but undoubtedly made of flesh and blood, with a voice that sounded like silver bells, wearing a dark gothic dress , the lace is more complicated, like a circle of lines.

This is the shadow that Roel did not see clearly, and it is also his doomed catastrophe. The girl flipped through the classics in her hands, and things that were so complicated that ordinary people could not understand were turning over and over in her hands.

"Boring books, Master Carlos, is there any more?"

Carlos was amazed. "Have you finished reading the Necronomicon?"

"Your talent is not as good as mine..."

"Your talent far surpasses mine..."

"But it doesn't matter."

"I will kill you."

"You are not important to the Lord of Change."

"You are the protagonist in the next plan."

"Looking forward to seeing your loved ones?"

"Looking forward to killing your loved ones?"

said the puppet. "I want to swallow his flesh and make his heart contain the power of chaos that he least likes."

"Cast me a spell, Master Carlos, I thank you for your cultivation, and one day I will take your place."

Carlos chuckled. "I'm really looking forward to it."

"I will kill you."

The two Chaos Demons looked at each other with a smile, stretched out their hands at the same time, and began to tear open the gate of Bretonnia directly with complex magic. Now that the demon appeared, the two gates linked to Chaos poured magic power into the Middle Ages. , so that the demon can appear directly, it just takes a while, about... two months!

When the chaotic vision of the gods sprinkled on the land of Bretonnia, the current Cologne is also in chaos. The demon secretary Kamendo is a terrible magic user, with blue skin and the appearance of an old man. It doesn't look threatening, but you can't underestimate his power. The truly terrifying thing is always wisdom, and he is leading a huge army, attacking to the gate of Colony City.

He, his elite daemons, and a collective intelligence of several Horrors, his steward, drove a breach in the Baator's defenses, slaughtering all who faced them.

They rode dark magic warhorses with eyes that shone like coals, and they rumbled forward, knocking riders from their saddles and slashing at Bretonnia's best knights with contempt. Many knights came to check their fury, but they all fell.

The Scribe Demon empowers himself and all of his Dread Demon Knights with powerful magic, making them faster, stronger, and ruthless than any mortal.

Their eyes were red, their eyes were fierce, and their vertical pupils expanded with their bloodthirsty surge.

Their blows were so powerful that shields splintered under their axes and blades.Their lances pierced through their breastplates, and could lift warriors from their saddles and toss them aside like children.

The scribe demon fought, lips parted to reveal his slender canines, as he beheaded an explorer knight, blood splattering his snow-white face, before riding his heavily armored Nightmare steed towards Goron Ni's door galloped away.

He slashed left and right, taking away a life with each blow.

The center of the battle line of the Baator people is shrinking inward, and they are in danger of being routed at any time, and the legendary demon magician still seems to be handy in melee combat.

In the midst of the carnage, a shadow fell from above, and it was King Ron Leocornwall who joined the fray, riding a ferocious hippogryph.

The golden light shone, and the terrible power cut through all the monsters that approached like a blade, when the king of Bretonnia yelled angrily. "Who is doing evil in my territory!"

The powerful voice even directly broke through the magical shields of countless demons. When the trebuchet blessed by the lady in the lake fired at full power like shells, coupled with Lawn's roar, even the demons would be crushed to pieces. Duan, the soul returns to the underworld.

He is unstoppable and powerful, and the dukes even brought their personal guards back to attack the demons. Bretonnia's most tenacious and elite forces gathered here, and the phalanx formed by countless Holy Grail knights pierced the demons with indescribably terrifying power. The strongest Big magic.

The terrifying strength and the cover of the trebuchet instantly suppressed the demons back to the rear of the battle. The knights cheered, the peasants shouted, and things were going well.

Nock and Alimara also joined the second-line troops to clean up the demons cleaned up by the Duke and the Holy Grail Knight. Nokben also wanted to join the first-line troops, but he was included in Roel's troops, and he could not do so without the order of the leader. charge.

In fact, he is not counted as an employee of Lawn, and because he was born outside Brionne but was a nobleman of Brionne, the Duke of Brionne has no command over him. If he charges according to his personal morality, It will be accused of not having the spirit of war.

That's right, even if the devil came before him, the Bretonnians were still full of that unique spirit of play in war, as if killing was just the fun of the nobles, and there should be a set of rules in the dark.

It makes people feel ridiculous and can't help but feel funny at the same time. The black humor is highlighted in this place, but the war still continues.

The weapons of the dukes are more or less gifted by ladies, and the Holy Grail Knight can "ignite" their weapons. If it is other castles, they may not be able to do anything about the attack of the devil, but this is Colony, and they are still gathering with the dukes Colony.

At this moment, the various dukes regard the battlefield as dessert and digestion after meals, and Lyonis' duke's blade ignited a flame of gratitude, slashing like a Norscan.

The Duke of Brionne went mad and swung his tomahawk to no avail.

Duke Boldero is in an elegant state, charging with a spear, but you have to ignore the dozens of cannons he brought out on the wall!

Duke Gisoleo and Lawn followed each other like shadows, one at the top and the other at the bottom, slaughtering all demons.

But the good times didn't last long, such victory and counterattack until Quebis was suddenly hit by a magical flame, its holy feathers were burned, and its huge body fell downward. The terrifying magic sacrificed was something that couldn't be extinguished. Therefore, the secretary demon used up all the magic power he could mobilize, and even turned the demon's body on the battlefield into a phantom.

The gods always favored the demons, and the huge body of Quebis fell sideways. The great and powerful King Lawn panicked. The bloody sword of Golonni almost broke.

He roared and pushed his mount with great force, but he only pushed it away a little bit, and could not reverse the situation.

shouted the dukes. "king!"

But they are far from where they landed!

The former great King Raun suddenly turned into a lamb to be slaughtered, and the demons slowly approached.

Until the nearby knights discovered the situation, they drew their weapons and charged in front of King Lawn.

But even dozens of loyal knights rushed forward, sacrificing their lives, standing between the king and the murderous demon knights, but they still couldn't stop the terrifying power of the demon.

The blue scribe demon was laughing wildly, his terrifying voice echoing across the battlefield.

When the fallen things killed all the knights who stood in front of the king, the battle was at stake.

He thrust his sword into the neck of the knight's standard-bearer, and the blade tore through armor, bone, and flesh, and the royal banner fell to the ground.

The demon approached the king, ready to strike. However, his fatal blow never got a chance, because Duke Roel, the Duke of Mousillon, had completed the integration of his own fleet...

(End of this chapter)