Warhammer: Dark Elf

Under the illumination of the lights, the snow is like white whirling flowers, covering the roads, roofs, streets and alleys layer by layer. Exposed to the wind and snow, people's ears and feet were frozen to the point of losing all feeling, and it was difficult to move their joints.

Thousands of heavily armed dark elf soldiers, led by Helmer, spread out into the streets, arresting all the witch spirits and Kane priests they saw.

Helmer's order was to kill without mercy in case of resistance.

Therefore, you can often see a scene like this on the blood-stained streets of Iron Thorn Town. Many unarmed townspeople are fleeing in front, and then they are chased by the witch spirits and massacred. Then, they are surrounded by rows of cold soldiers. The witch spirits who were unable to retreat in time were surrounded and killed one by one at each intersection.

Seeing that the town he had finally managed was ravaged by outsiders and turned into a hell on earth, Helmer was furious and led Eladen and hundreds of others straight to the Temple of Cain. All the wizards who dared to stop him were killed on the spot.

Fortunately, one of the escapees hurriedly ran back to Cain Altar to report the news.

The fact that the lord sent troops to suppress the Temple of Cain instantly caused a sensation in the entire Ironthorn Town.

The chief priest of Kane Temple quickly recalled a group of nearby witch spirits to prepare to resist Hemer's troops. At the same time, he sent an envoy to contact Hemer, intending to have a good talk with this newly powerful lord, and let him know the pros and cons. He gave up trying to stop Death Midnight.

However, before the scout who delivered the message could explain his purpose, he was killed on the spot by Hemer's forward troops.

Now that he was ready to break up, Helmer had no intention of sitting down with these murderous maniacs to have a nice talk.

Hundreds of people fought fiercely towards the Temple of Cain, which was the tallest building in Ironthorn Town except the spire where the lord lived.

After hearing that the scout had been killed, the chief priest of the temple could no longer sit still. He ordered the sacrificial ceremony to be stopped, wiped his blood-stained hands with a white towel, straightened his appearance, walked out of the temple neatly, and stood on the steps. .

The witch spirits are confronting the Hemer army who have entered the temple, and the war is about to break out.

The chief priest looked down at Hemo and threatened him righteously: "Lord Fear, I hope you can understand what you are doing now."

"You and your men interrupted the sacred sacrificial ceremony and tarnished Kane's majesty. Aren't you afraid of punishment from God? Take your people and evacuate here. Before his wrath comes, maybe I will also show mercy to you.”

"God's punishment?" Hemo laughed angrily. He raised his long sword dripping with blood and pointed it at the high priest. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "All the people and things on this site belong to me. Property, you dare to arrest people and sacrifice them without my permission. Are you the lord of Iron Thorn Town, or am I the lord of Iron Thorn Town!"

"Lord Helmer!" the chief priest shouted loudly: "Do you want to be the enemy of the entire Cain Faith!"

"Don't you soldiers realize that you are blaspheming Kane?! Are you really willing to follow such a stupid lord?"

"Even if you can stop the ceremony today, will you be able to bear Kane's wrath after you die?!"

Seeing that the chief priest was still trying to confuse people's hearts, Kesir moved towards Hemo and asked in a low voice whether he should take action.

Helmer nodded and wiped his neck.

"Warriors, capture the temple! Anyone who resists will be killed on the spot!"

The Dread Spearmen behind them slowly advanced upwards with large shields and spears. The Witch Spirit and the priests of Kane retreated step by step. The chief priest shouted angrily, "Lord Hemer, you dare!"

"You are still talking nonsense here, do you really think I dare not kill you?!" Hemo threw the long sword in his hand, and the sharp blade drew a perfect arc in the air and inserted into the chest of the chief priest.

Hot blood gushed out like a fountain, and the chief priest wailed and fell to the ground, his body rolling down the steps until he reached Hemo's feet.

Killing the chief priest of Kane Temple in public, both the wizard and his own soldiers were stunned for an instant.

No one expected that Hemo would actually dare to execute the chief priest.

When things got to this point, both sides understood that it was no longer possible to reach a settlement. The wizards and spirits took the lead in going crazy and rushed towards the soldiers who were pouring in to fight together.

Surrounded by soldiers on both sides who were charging upward, Hemo pulled out his sword expressionlessly and walked towards the top of the temple step by step.

The cold air mixed with the strong smell of blood breathed into his lungs, and Helmer calmed down a little.

Seeing more and more wizard spirits being stabbed in the heart by spears and falling into a pool of blood, he suddenly understood something.

Whether you want to fight for kingship, create a powerful mortal empire, or try to save the world and let more people survive, you must be cold-blooded and ruthless.

If you want to resolve a dispute, you must first get into it.

If you want to stop the killing, you must first kill.

Killing one person is considered a thief, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero. Only by killing to stop killing can you realize the ideal you want.

In the past, Helmer still had illusions about the dark elves, believing that their human kindness had been obscured by hatred for too long, but it had never disappeared. As long as they were patiently enlightened, they would always come to their senses and change the status quo.

But Nagaros is too big. The province of Quintex alone is enough to trap Hemer. Even if he can make the dark elves in Ironthorn Town change their minds a little, what about the entire kingdom? How long does it take to change? Darkness has been rooted deep in their hearts for a long time. Killing and looting have become the means of survival. They are so cold-blooded and ruthless that they will not even let go of their own kind.

Helmer was wrong from the beginning. He wanted to carve out a world among the dark elves. Blind kindness would limit himself. Only by being more ruthless than these murderous maniacs could he establish the overall situation and secure the throne of power.

"Don't you understand, Mr. Helmer? It's precisely because your kindness and evil are not pure enough that you feel pain. If you always stay in a high position, have a calm mind, and are so sensible that you are close to cruelty, you will no longer suffer for seeing others. And suffering, right?”

Suddenly, on the coast of Anaheim, Eladen's words echoed in Hemer's ears again.

He turned his head and saw Eladen smiling at him.

Just now, did she repeat what she said before?

Under the swaying torch, the sexy sorceress seemed to possess an unforgettable beauty, and her movements were so elegant that you couldn't take your eyes away.

In Helmer's eyes, Eladen's face became blurrier, but more attractive.

The faint sound echoed in Helmer's ears, causing him to feel momentarily in a trance.

Her vision was filled with purple mist, and Hemo vaguely saw a goddess with a stunning face looking at him.

Everything about her was so perfect, and her extremely alluring body exuded irresistible temptation. Although she didn't speak, her elegant voice had already reached Hemo's heart.

The goddess slowly stretched out her hand towards Helmer, "I can feel the desires originating from the depths of your heart, the desire for power, the desire for the opposite sex, and the passion for all the moths that indulge in selfish desires. They are suppressed, Being bound and hidden. No need to resist, this is the most original, noble and perfect character in human nature. The enjoyment you can't imagine will only become more depraved in the endless depravity. Accept my caress willingly, hug. You deserve everything that is yours.”

As if possessed by a soul, Helmer slowly walked towards the charming goddess.

However, from the perspective of others, he was walking into the shadows deep in the temple.

Human desire is like a rolling stone on a high mountain. Once it starts, it can never stop. Attracted by the deadly god, Helmer slowly stepped into the spider web of desire she had woven, waiting to die.