Chapter 1053 Before the Final Battle

Tyrion's two swords were very hot and restless. The sword of Kane in his hand always wanted to drink blood, while the majestic sword under his body always succumbed to the endless entanglement of the Witch Queen.

And today, he welcomed a new guest.

To be precise, it was Heliburn who was preparing to fulfill her obligations as Kane's bride.

Since the sword of Kane was drawn, the extremely old witch is always preparing sacrifices for the bloody midnight. As one of the old monsters who has witnessed the divine light of Aenarion, it would be a lie to say that she does not have any admiration for him. of.

But this admiration did not show up thousands of years ago. At that time, Heliben was still a devout old woman priest. She could only follow Malekith to Naggaroth and establish Hargansi as Kane. After becoming a bride, she regretted not competing with Morath for Aenarion's love.

Judging from the appearance, Heliben, who used the power of blood to restore her body to a youthful state, was no less beautiful than Moras. The long purple hair with blood at the end was so alluring, and an alluring fragrance permeated her smooth skin.

Tyrion was a little tired after a day of fighting with the followers of Khorne, but the anger in his mind never stopped. But now there is no one to kill, and Morath is also busy with some unspeakable transactions, so it is difficult to find a place to vent his anger. .

This made Tyrion extremely angry, and he wished he could kill all the executioners who were his guards.

At this moment, Heliben suddenly walked in from outside his tent. This strange woman made Tyrion immediately pull out the holy sword and prepare to use her blood to appetize him.

But the next second, his lips were bitten.

A clear and seductive voice came out indistinctly, and Helene bit Tyrion's lips so hard that she wanted to completely integrate herself into her husband's body.

"Master, I am your bride Heliben..."

Seeing such an alluring thing in his arms, Tyrion could temporarily forget his anger just now, tear apart all the objects that interfered with normal operation, and enjoy the radiance that Heliburn only had once a year.

When he woke up the next day and saw no one around him, Tyrion understood what had happened. Heliben, who had not been bathed in the original blood pool, had only one chance to regain youth once a year.

Every Kane believer is equal. As long as he can offer me enough sacrifices, he should receive endless gifts.

Tyrion, who had such a persistent idea in his heart, summoned Heliben and other followers of Kane.

Blood Queen Heliben, Harganxi Executioner Champion Tularis, Khaine Cult's Chief Assassin Shadowblade... and Witch Queen Morath.

Judging from their strength alone, it would be difficult for them to participate in the upcoming epic melee.

Under the command of the Witch King are Malus Blackblade, Loxia Corrupt Heart, Kuran Blackhand, Kadron... and Teclis.

As for the Assur side, the lineup is even larger. The dragon princes headed by Imrik are ready to go. The three people on the eastern front, Eltharion, Aislin, and Odd, are about to escape from the entanglement of the Norscan fleet. relief.

The Inner Ring Kingdom, led by the Eternal Queen, has completed its rendezvous with the Asrai army of the heroic Araloth.

The dwarf Fang Nai was personally led by the first generation of the High King, with the oldest rune master Krag in charge, the Butcher King Agrim as the vanguard, and the engineering geek Broxson driving the Malkin Thunder Horn to assist.

This does not even mention the mysterious lizardmen. In terms of confrontational forces, the combined forces of Assur and the dwarves are enough to crush all enemies arriving in Ulthuan.

The best option is to unite Malekith first, combine the power of Asuryan and Kane to eliminate the parts that do not belong to the war in heaven, and finally hold a reincarnation battle that has been staged countless times.

But if Kane was logical, he wouldn't be called a madman.

Tyrion beheaded the messenger sent by Malekith to request alliance and sprinkled its blood on the Aenarion dragon armor. The incarnation of Cain not only wanted to use the weapons and armor used by Malekith's father, By the way, he put his mother to sleep, and also wanted to snatch the Phoenix King's bird seat.

"Kill Malekith and use the blood of Asuryan to honor the Holy Sword of Khaine!"

Despite his heroic feats, no one saw Moras secretly collecting the souls of elves to communicate with powerful beings isolated by the maelstrom.

The Witch Queen's thoughts are not complicated, and she will do her best to pave a road to kingship for her lover. As for a son, just having another son will be enough.

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The pace of war is getting closer, and at least for Eltharion, the situation is far from being as bad as imagined.

After leading the Knights of Tar Gavor to defeat an entire fleet of Norscan dragon ships and sending the eight-tusked war mammoth into the ocean, he stopped calling for the guiding stone of Isolta Mahal and asked the neighboring countries to Sound can enter the ears.

"How many have been killed?" Aislin's voice was a little different from before, from the enthusiasm and coldness of a sailor to as calm as an abyss.

Eltharion was not interested in the changes in the Ocean Lord. The Watcher had never been a person who liked to guess the hearts of others.

"It should be 60 to 70 percent, where's Cosque?"

"Already wiped out."

After receiving the reply, Eltharion used the calmest thinking to seek help from his allies, so that Iris could be completely liberated.

But who would have expected that Aislin said something first, "The decisive battle to determine the fate of the elves is about to begin. It is in Nagaris. Knight Tal Gaiwo should not miss this battle."

"You mean Imrik...actually accepted the Witch King's trap that was like a joke?" Elsharion's stern expression changed slightly. This is too stupid. Once the Eastern Front is liberated, it will only be a matter of time before Druchi loses.

Asur has recovered much more energy than Druzil in the past hundred years, so it is not worth continuing to use the previous adventurous war strategy to do something honorable with less hostility.

"This is not a simple military war. Didn't your goddess tell you, Isharion?"

"Mist Lady, she hasn't responded to my call for a long time."

"Sure enough..." Aislin said mysteriously. So far, Isharion has never entered the core decision-making level of Druzil. This is not because Imrik does not trust him.

On the contrary, the eleventh Phoenix King is likely to appoint Iris Warden as his warlord.

In the final analysis, it is still a guess about the identity of the Mist Lady. Is she another trumpet of Lilith?

From the result to speculate the source, it is obvious that this guess is correct. The Mist Lady chose to give up the Watcher who insisted on Oshuan, and Imrik did not know the truth about Isharion, so he could only continue the previous strategy and let Prince Iris govern the eastern war zone for the time being.

"Let's go and see the true face of the goddess you believe in. I hope the final result will not be unexpected."

Riddles are what Aislin likes to do recently. Isharion doesn't like to guess these things, so he made a judgment based on the actual situation.

"If I lead the Knights of Tar Gaivor on an expedition, Iris will need the naval support of Cosqui."

"Of course, compared to this decisive battle, Norsca's harassment is just a farce."