Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 51 23. All the gods are coming

A purple portal slowly appeared in the square inside the village.

When the five cold lizards and two dinosaurs saw the portal, they roared and rushed over to fight the Slaanesh lust demon that rushed out of the portal. Edmund held the trump card in his hand and had to play it at this moment. His reserve force of hundreds of Druzi men also rushed out of the barracks and launched a desperate charge towards the portal.

"Druch, spear and shield!"

"For Lord Darkus!"

The Druchi soldiers formed a dense formation and pressed forward, trying to block the group of Slaanesh lust demons back into the portal.

Darkus began to pull his bow and arrow to shoot at the Slaanesh Demon. Franais and Renn followed Baine and rushed down the wall. Alyssa also went down, and Walter stood beside Darkus to protect him.

Kalien directed the Reaper ballistas on the wall on the other side, where there were no Beastmen to attack, to turn around and start shooting at the Slaanesh lust demons that kept rushing out of the square.

Under the command of the centurion, the Druchi soldiers adopted a life-changing strategy. They pressed forward extremely ferociously, constantly thrusting out spears and serrated swords. The black-sharp repeating crossbowmen adjusted the repeating crossbow into Burst mode, start shooting close to the face.

The scene became chaotic for a while.

Darkus' arms were numb and he was shooting, each arrow banishing a Slaanesh libido.

At this moment, in the hall of Night Governor Castle, Annasara was sitting on a chair, meditating with her eyes closed, and a group of witches stood behind her. She came down from the Tower of Destruction. Except for the Twilight Tide, family meetings and Hanil Hara, she usually stayed in the Tower of Destruction to study black magic or bathe in the blood of babies. Everything in the world was left to her. Her son Nukel handled it, but that didn't mean she didn't know anything.

"Dakus is in danger! Go quickly!"

Suddenly, a voice came from her mind. This voice surprised her. Although she claimed that she believed in Hecate, she did not believe in Hecate at all. She had not prayed to Hecate for four thousand years. Druchi, who came from the old times, was wary of the elves and gods.

Anasara opened her eyes. Instead of being filled with light, there were faint black auras coming out of her eyes.

Her son Newkel stood beside her wearing fine armor and holding a noble curved sword.

"Darkus is at the forest farm?"

Newkel was a little shocked, wondering why his mother suddenly asked this.

"Yes, he should be at the forest farm at the moment."

Annasara stood up slowly and said: "You keep an eye on Night Governor Castle, I'll go over and see him." Then she turned to the sorceresses of the witch group and said seriously: "Follow me!"

The faces of the members of the Hell Calamity family who were also standing in the hall were full of shock, because in their impression, the mother of the clan had never left the Night Governor's Castle.

More than sixty dark Pegasus took off from the Night Governor Castle and flew towards the forest farm.

Darkus's quiver was empty. He panted tiredly, with a look of despair on his face.

Walter knocked down a beastman with the Knight Leaf Hammer, turned around and said anxiously: "Sir, why don't you go first! We'll cover you!"

Darkus yelled hysterically: "Where are we going? We must stay together!" After saying that, he took out the echo drum on his waist and started beating it rapidly.

At this moment, the rhythm and tone of the drums had changed. It was different from the drums played by Darkus. It began to become more lively and rhythmic. The Druchi soldiers who were fighting in the village seemed to be inspired.

The sound of the drums became more and more rapid, strange and lively.

The Drukki soldiers began to jump and spin, and Slaanesh's elegant attacks seemed to become clumsy. The Drukki soldiers elegantly dodged them, and then quickly and agilely ended their lives.

What a spectacle, a lesson in aesthetics, a hymn of death!

Darkus knew that this uncontrolled drum sound was not caused by him.

"'Shadow Dancer' Loic!"

The wild laughter of an elf suddenly echoed in Darkus' mind. He took off his helmet and threw it to the ground. With his hair disheveled, he arched his right foot, put his left foot on the ground, and began to hit the echo drum harder.

The Druzi who were fighting in the village became wild and agile, and also became more bloodthirsty and crazy.

The little Dirty Kane in the eyes of Khorne, the god of courage and strength, and his gift has come.

Perhaps there was also a gift from Adreze.

A seeker chariot rushed out of the portal, and the triceratops ran directly towards it. The triangle was flat and it directly rushed away from the group of Slaanesh lust demons, pushing the chariot on its head, and the spikes of the seeker chariot also penetrated. After breaking its body, it roared and smashed the Seeker chariot directly into the portal where it came from.

The big guy led the cold lizard to bite randomly in the demon pile. The chest of a seeker cavalry was tightly bitten by it. The seeker's pliers hit it, and its jaws violently exerted force, biting the seeker into pieces. In two parts, the seeker's mount was also nailed to death with its claw hook and disappeared into the mortal world.

Although the big guy was curious about why the enemy suddenly disappeared, it did not stop killing and continued to fight with the three cold lizards that could still move.

The Ankylosaurus kept the death pendulum, and was thrown to the ground. The Slaanesh Demon was directly stabbed to death by the Dread Spearman with a spear. His body turned into nothingness and disappeared.

The drumming gradually stopped and the sound returned to its original state.

Darkus threw down the Echo Drum, pulled out the Mersel Knife, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and shouted hysterically: "I! Darkus, Scourge of Hell! Conqueror of Destiny! You demons can't stop me. Me!" After saying that, he rushed down.

Baine wielded the Druchi Halberd with one hand in the square and banished a Slaanesh demon with one stab of the halberd. His face was full of madness and joy. He hadn't felt so good about killing in a long time.

A twelve-meter-tall divine secret keeper slowly walked out of the portal. Bainie's eyes widened with anger and he took a breath of air.

At this time, a voice sounded in his mind, and he shouted: "Vranais, silently say the name of Edreze, the Lord of Blades, quickly!"

Franais, who was also charging with a halberd and shield, heard the call, and he began to recite the name crazily in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes began to look strange. A Slaanesh demon moved towards him with light steps and danced its pincers. Franais directly swung the Druchi halberd and pierced the body that was still in the air. Slaanesh's head.

"Hitika, great god of magic, please give me power."

Alyssa had called her many times, but at the most critical moment of the trial, when her life was hanging by a thread, Hetika never responded to him.

At this moment, Hetika responded to her!

"Close your eyes, my sweet baby."

Alyssa's clothes would be torn to pieces during the transformation, and she would scream in pain. Her body began to undergo strange changes, and the tremendous pain tortured her.

Moments later, she transformed into a war hydra.