Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 179 The wicked have their own grind

The orthodox elves of Ulthuan appeared on the stage. Behind the spearmen and archers were neat teams of Lothern sea guards. The sky blue sea serpent spears and the conical landing shield with sea dragons made Fang Xiaobai feel very friendly.

Immediately afterwards appeared the silver-helmet knight holding a lance, the Arion marauder who was skilled with a bow and spear, the shadow warrior wearing a light blue cloak, the white lion guard wearing a white cotton robe on a hot day, and Gao Leng Yujie Fan. Fang Xiaobai even saw the Frost Phoenix and Xing Yaolong!
"My dear, Lawn, before the end of the battle, the way the elves appeared in such a luxurious way?"

"Sorry Your Excellency, I was already dead at that time, and I don't know when the elves came to the old world."

The two swallowed their saliva in unison. Sure enough, the battle between gods was not something that mortals could participate in.Fang Xiaobai immediately decided to watch the fire from the other side and become a member of the public.

Tyrion, the most outstanding elven prince of the ten kingdoms of Ulthuan, was staring at Prince Sigvald who had just got up from the ground with an angry face at this time: "Slaanesh residue, isn't it enough to destroy an old world! "

"Hey, who am I? A loser in the power struggle, Tyrion, if you are willing to join me, I can get you a god-chosen position for the Lord God."

Prince Sigvald didn't care to pat off the dirt on the armor, and he didn't change his smile. If he didn't know his details, he might be sold by him and count the money for him.

The final battle dealt a great blow to Tyrion. Although he ascended to the gods together with the Phoenix King Malekith and the Eternal Queen Alarielle, the aftermath of Chaos' destruction made him hate anyone or anything that was associated with Chaos.

"Tyrion, control your emotions, haven't we all been resurrected? There are plenty of opportunities in this life to get back on the field!"

Orion hugged his Kunos spear and comforted Tyrion, who was furious: "Don't get carried away by anger, or Cain will find you again!"

Kane, the murderer of the high elves, during the civil war in Ulthuan before the final battle, Kane possessed Tyrion, who had changed his temperament, and had a fight with Orion, the incarnation of the hunting god and the king of the wood elves. Beheading Orion at the same time caused him to be seriously injured and finally fell into the hands of Shadow King Aris Anar and Malekith.

Later, the great magister Ticlis resurrected Tyrion with a secret method, and let him join the war against chaos. He witnessed the casualties of his people and the death of his beloved under the city of Altdorf but was powerless. He swore that if there was another chance, he would definitely To revenge.

Prince Sigwald unfortunately became the punching bag of the two legendary lords who had just been revived not long ago.

"Hehe, according to you? It's not enough to see, if there is another Malekith..."

As soon as Prince Sigvald finished speaking, the teleportation magic circle lit up again. The current Phoenix King Malekith sat on the back of his beloved black dragon Seraphine and slowly left the magic circle: "I heard that someone is looking for me? Is it you?" ?"

Uh... Prince Sigvald's smile froze in an instant, Malekith belongs to Cao Cao, right?
"Hahaha! Eunuch! You still have today, come on, keep talking, talk about Nagash, Sigma, and the dwarf Supreme King, I'm listening!"

The Elf Three Friends didn't refute, but asked Fang Xiaobai to snatch it away.Although San Jiyou was curious about his appearance, he could tell that he was a human being, and he was fighting with Prince Sigwald. He definitely belonged to the camp of order.

"Humans, you are right, but unfortunately this is an elf teleportation array, undead and vampires cannot pass through it."

who?Who is talking to me?Fang Xiaobai's gaze unconsciously shifted to the increasingly dim magic circle: "Oh my god! Teclis! We're saved! Daming is saved!"

Teclis, who was dressed in a dark blue mage robe, held the wand of Saffron in his left hand and the sword of Teclis in his right hand. He wore the crown of Saffron on his head and looked at Fang Xiaobai not far away with a serious face.

Chaos cannot be eliminated, there is only one way to expel it. If you want to reduce the number of deaths and end the war as soon as possible, the maelstrom is indispensable. To build the maelstrom requires a large number of excellent magicians, and Teclis has experience in this regard.

call!Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fang Xiaobai leaned in front of the four great gods with a shy face, pretending to be righteous and said: "Hello! I am the Great Ming Empire...the leader of the largest human empire on this continent, responsible for fighting with Chaos. In combat, although we have been defeated repeatedly, we are still persevering, you see..."

"Your identity will be known later, and now we have to charge interest."

Teclis made a gesture of invitation and asked Fang Xiaobai to cool off first. Prince Sigvald's weight was obviously heavier than him at this time.

Orion roared and threw the spear of Kunos at Sigvald, but it was blocked by the golden shield. Malekith's mount Seraphim flapped its wings to block his way, and Tyrion rode Elion's war horse Mar. Handel chased after him and struck Prince Sigvald hard without touching his head.

The Yanyang sword collided with Slaanesh's protective halo, and it was difficult to get in half a point. Fortunately, the Asuryan holy fire on the sword body could pass through the halo barrier and ignite Prince Sigwald's well-dressed blond hair.

"Ah! My hair!"

Something unexpected happened, Prince Sigwald stopped running, knees slammed on the ground, scratching at half of his blond hair.

Malekith didn't care whether he was crazy or not, and ordered his mount Seraphim to spray a mouthful of dragon's breath on him. After a short delay, the blue-black thick fog completely enveloped Prince Sigwald's body.

Slaanesh's protective halo worked hard to resist the dragon's breath. After the purple-black thick fog dissipated, the four of them clearly noticed that the color of the halo had faded a lot.

"Conventional means work! Keep fighting and break his shell! Teclis! Get ready for the curse! Don't let the soul escape!"

Malekith's voice was hoarse yet majestic. Since the Last War, the elves had recognized his status as the Phoenix King, and even the proud Tyrion swore allegiance to him. (If it weren't for the fact that Morathmo, the number one god in the Middle Ages, was instigating behind her back, first cheating her own son, and then cheating her husband's reincarnation, the elves would not be so weak when they participated in the final battle.)
Brothers Tyrion and Teclis nodded one after another, and threw the artifact bestowed by the Lord God on Prince Sigvald desperately.

Prince Sigvald, who cared about his appearance, was almost insane. Tyrion's Sun Sword burned all his blond hair and burned his handsome face into a mess. His mother couldn't recognize him even when he was present.

Orion roughly held Prince Sigwald's arms to prevent him from getting up.Teclis cast the Weakness Technique on him, and Tyrion and Malekith played doubles. Not long after, the incomparably strong aura shattered.

While you are sick, I will kill you!These buddies are ruthless people who have captured Slaanesh and exiled it to the dusk comprehension, and they can easily deal with Slaanesh and the like.

The halo of Slaanesh has not been repaired, and Tyrion slashed down with his sword, resulting in Prince Sigvald's body, and Teclis finished chanting the spell in an instant to capture Sigwald's soul.

"You're done! Orion, Teclis, you continue to pick up the people here, and Tyrion and I will meet this human kid."

　Thanks to Laiqu Daxie, Vada Lishi, Final Wing K writer, and book friend 160117202351083 for their recommendation tickets!

　　


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