Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 788: Genoa (below...
In Storm Fortress City, while the main force of the coalition forces headed by Grand Duke Gros was still rushing towards Storm Fortress, the duel at the gate of the city had already decided the outcome.
After all, Galadriel was no match for Dranosh. After delaying for more than an hour, the Avatar of Lightwind began to sense the danger.
Not only did Dranosh not get tired, but he became stronger with each battle, but Galadriel could never find a way to break through Dranosh's defenses.
She decided to retreat.
Thanks to Galadriel's excellent martial arts and spells, the incarnation of the wind of light successfully escaped from Dranosh's life-slayer.
Dranosh didn't really care about having to decide the outcome with Galadriel. The Orc Emperor ordered to continue marching towards the Fairy Castle in the Lake, and a steady stream of orc armies poured into the Storm Fortress.
At this moment, the first to arrive at the Storm Fortress were three incarnation armies, namely the Army of Life, which was arrived by the High Elf Prince Elrond using the power of the golden oak roots.
There are also the shadow incarnations and the new flame incarnations. These three armies arrived first.
Among them, the situation that Elrond encountered was the most difficult. It was difficult for the High Elf Prince to control his power and hold all the soldiers. This caused the Elf army he had led to scatter in the city, and only a small part of it was still following the High Elf.
Next to the prince.
The most troublesome thing is that the army led by Elrond just happened to fall in front of the chief demon Kabanha and his "Blood Hunting" legion who had just rushed into the Storm Fortress and killed them.
At this time, the only people still following Elrond were a group of Elf Royal Court Guards, a group of Dark Side of the Moon Assassins, a group of Phoenix Guards, and dozens of scattered Elf Eternal Guards.
Elrond was immediately in dire straits, he was surrounded by Kabanha!
The High Elf Prince transformed into a bloody battle. He personally rode a High Elf pure-blood war horse to fight back and forth. Surrounded by the monster servants of the God of Death, the Elf Prince made surprise attacks back and forth.
He exhausted all his strength and exerted all the power of legendary magic, but he was still unable to break through the siege of the Death Army.
Kabanha's ax was blazing, and the Chief Demon of Death attacked Elrond's flank like crazy. The ax was embedded in the body of the pure-blooded horse under Elrond's crotch, and the horse's blood spattered out.
Elrond, the prince of the high elves and consort of Queen Galadriel, tried his best, but could only barely stay entangled with Ka'banha, and his army was disintegrating.
As a last resort, Ailong immediately sent a signal for help to the surrounding area.
However, no one came to save him.
Others were also locked in a hard fight and had no time to save him.
Elrond's consort, Galadriel, Queen of the High Elves, is in a more dangerous situation than him at this time.
However, Elrond fell into an absolute disadvantage.
While exhausted, Kabanha's roar was already close to his ears. Elrond reluctantly raised his sword to resist. His legendary magic hit Kabanha's chest, and the Chief Demon of Death could not feel it at all.
Pain, blood, the ax fell quickly.
So, that’s it?
Elrond smiled bitterly in his heart, as the high elf prince thought.
Farewell, Galadriel, my love!
In the darkness, a cold light arrived first, and then Kabanha's painful cry sounded.
A rune battle ax shot through the air from a distance and slashed the arm of the Chief Demon of Death. A dwarf with white beard and white hair and wearing a cloak appeared behind Elrond.
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A harsh voice sounded from behind the High Elf Prince: "You are still the same as before, not good at looking after yourself, Elrond."
Elrond opened his mouth wide and became motionless. Hundreds of years later, he still remembered this sound.
Ever since the elves and dwarves abandoned their vows of friendship and entered the flames of war, those distant and gloomy years were never heard of again, and Elrond always remembered them.
Shining rune armor, a white beard, and that familiar battle axe.
Elrond's warm tears fell from his eyes, and the High Elf Prince was almost overwhelmed by the emotion called guilt. He tried hard to open his mouth, and only uttered a few words, but he no longer knew what to say:
"Snorri, my friend, my brother..."
"I'm just a dwarf passing by, remember it for me!"
Dwarf Grim Bryndel had a complex expression. He glanced at Elrond and focused his gaze on Kabanha in front of him:
"Go and leave this place to me, Elrond. You still have your tasks to do, right?"
Elrond looked at his best friend, he knew how he betrayed their friendship, and he knew how unforgivable he was:
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"My brother, Snorri, I'm sorry."
Across hundreds of thousands of years, Elrond's thoughts returned to Karaz A. Karak's room.
Snorri lay on his low, wide bed, his eyes closed, and his face as pale as his beard.
Beside him sat a man kneeling, placing his hands on the dwarf king's chest. He was none other than Elrond, the former chief mage of the high elves and the current elven ambassador to the dwarf empire.
The first generation of dwarves, the High King, was on his deathbed. Before his death, the High King wanted to see his best friend again, and the two had a final conversation.
"It would be great if we dwarves could live as long as you elves. Then my rule could last for thousands of years."
"But even so, we are bound to die."
"Our deeds are worthy of being sung, aren't they? Our two great races joined forces to drive away those orcs and their gods. Now the people are happy, trade is accessible, and they continue to prosper and grow."
"This is due to you, Snorri." Elrond and the High King of the Dwarves clasped their hands.
"Ahem, cough, listen, Elrond, my brave comrade-in-arms, my closest confidant, now you must also swear to me, just like the oath I swore with the last breath of this dying body,
Swear on my tombstone and soul!
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You will stick to the grand ideals and long-cherished wishes that we have struggled for so many years!
This point will be carried out without a doubt...There should be no such shameful behavior as betraying the oath in the world, otherwise, I will definitely return, continue to hold the battle ax, and shake the mountains with my anger!"
"I will," Elrond said, holding his old friend's hand tightly: "I solemnly swear to High King Snorri, leader of the dwarves and friend of the elves!"
Snorri nodded slowly, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the first High King passed away.
His body was put into a sarcophagus, surrounded by runes, and carried into the tomb of his ancestors by his son Thordik as Elrond watched.
The memory ends here.
Elrond could hardly help himself. He had clearly betrayed the dwarves and Snorri, but when he was in desperate situation and at the most dangerous moment, the one who finally came to save him was a dwarf and his brother.
Nori!
This heavy guilt almost crushed Elrond, but it also gave him new strength.
Strong fighting spirit once again arose from the High Elf Prince.
Seeing Elrond's renewed fighting spirit, the dwarf Grimbryndel smiled, his teeth showing as he smiled:
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"Go, my brother Elrond, to fulfill your mission, you have your mission, to save this world.
I promise that if you can do it, then everything in the past and all the hatred between elves and dwarves will be erased from the Big Book of Hatred. I swear this in the name of the dwarf Grim Bryndel!"
Elrond also smiled. He wiped away his tears vigorously and gave the dwarf a hammer on his shoulder:
"What if it doesn't work?"
"Then everything is over, and the hatred between us has no meaning anymore." The dwarf snorted coldly: "That can be regarded as the end of hatred."
"Very well, my friend, let us rush generously to destruction!"
Elrond had never wanted to fight so much.
Relying on the dwarves to fight against Kabanha, the army led by Elrond finally broke through the siege.
Elrond was full of fighting spirit at this time, and the high elf prince rediscovered the meaning of fighting. More importantly, for some reason, the resistance of the orc army encountered along the way was much weaker than Elrond imagined.
The High Elf Prince thought that perhaps Archduke Groth's tactics had worked, and the main force of the orcs had been held back.
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Snorri, my brother, I will never let you down again!
Elrond's guess was not completely correct, but he soon knew the answer. As the archmages led by Teclis outside the city finally completed the spell casting.
The low and wild howl spread throughout the entire Storm Fortress and its surrounding areas. It drowned out the war cry of the orc army, overwhelmed the drumbeats of the three tribes' coalition forces, and even shook the horns of the Tomb Kings into one.