The beam spear fell from the sky to the place where Eski disappeared. The light spear that lost its target immediately passed through the air, hit the ground, dissolved the earth into a liquid, and then immediately evaporated and vaporized.
The shock wave that penetrated the air and the earth swept through the two mountains in tens of seconds and spread to several kilometers away. The slightly scorching wind blew on the faces of the marching mortals, forcing them to close their eyes to avoid being mixed in.
Sand and dust in the air
The people of Nehekhara were originally camping. When they saw such a scene, they put down their work and pointed at the beam of light leading straight to the sky and began to whisper.
I don’t know if they are strictly observing discipline, or if their power prevents them from talking loudly.
On the other side of the mountain, Eski, who was hiding underground, was even more frightened.
The damn light spear pierced through hundreds of meters of soil and rock formations as easily as piercing tofu. As it continued to sweep away, it was leaving a bottomless rock crevice.
Seeing that the plasma continued to vaporize things on the path and had the tendency to gradually disrupt the magical wind in the entire area, Esky immediately teleported himself further and said at the same time.
"This thing can cut through dozens of meters of armored steel at 40K, right?!"
He was really not complaining. Considering that this attack was more than two hundred meters wide, maybe this thing was the weapon used by the ancient saints to deal with ships similar to battleships in the 40K era.
In the distant passage, a clan rat was watching in horror as the golden light struck in his direction, looking helplessly at Eski, but the engineering warlock spread his paws and was helpless.
When the golden light was about to attack, perhaps in order to make a fool of himself, the little clan rat grabbed the little rat running around at its feet, bit off its head cleanly, and then evaporated into the golden light.
in.
The beam that vaporized the clan rats still did not stop moving. Seeing this, Esky took a breath. From the beginning of the cutting to now, the attack of the space spear has lasted more than three minutes.
This duration, this damage, this thing... maybe it can really cause damage to Nagash.
"Hiss, it's really scary. I don't even have a void shield with this level of light spear, and you want me to catch it with my face?!"
As he said this, the white-haired mouse looked at the moon-white runes on his paws.
"Lilith, how about you make me a void shield?"
The goddess ignored him, and even the moonlight runes on her body stopped shining.
"Then who can I look for? I can't look for the Lord of Change. It shouldn't be difficult for you to change the teleportation spell and teleport the attack to the Chaos Demon Realm or other places."
Lilith still didn't respond, and Esky had no choice but to give up calling the girl god. Fortunately, the attack of the light spear finally stopped.
After hiding in the dark for a few minutes and making sure that no more beams of light would fall, Esky gradually approached the vast underground area that was slightly illuminated by the full moon and began to observe the embers left behind.
With a width of more than two hundred meters, the crack left by this light spear can already be called a rift valley, but a rift valley hundreds of meters deep may only cause this place to become a huge saltwater or freshwater lake. Eski nodded and drew several runes represented by the metal wind here, but did not inject any magic power.
After he understood, he had to pay attention to this side, otherwise it would be funny if the Side 1 stronghold was flooded due to the seepage of underground water, but now is not the time to waste mana.
At least, not before the group of creatures above our heads leave.
After observing for the past one or two days, Esky has figured out that the group of humans will set up camp at 6 pm and will not break camp until 6 am the next morning.
But he doesn't have to wait until the next morning to leave, he can leave now.
The only question is whether Slan, who is just behind the human and lizardman team, will be able to find him through the traces of his teleportation.
Logically speaking, even Skinks can do it, and there is no reason why Slann can't.
Or would it be a better choice to leave on foot?
Out of caution, Esky chose the latter, which seemed to bring him good luck.
After passing through the burned rocks, we entered several narrow tunnels that did not have much odor but were difficult to identify the direction.
Until Esky found a marked tunnel leading to Side 1, he still didn't feel the feeling of being locked by the lizard people.
Before leaving completely, the white-haired rat man looked back and forgot about the slightly shiny place with the residual burnt smell. Maybe, this time he was really safe.
Just two hills away, in the human camp that Esky was worried about, the humans were busy preparing for the next day.
Private soldiers who have become herders are taking care of livestock, especially delicate horses, taking measures such as grooming and cooling, and feeding them protein-rich concentrates.
The direction of the kitchen was equally hot. In a few empty spaces in the middle of the tent where there was no time to set up a stove, the cook accompanying the army picked up a wooden stand and set up an iron pot, preparing dinner and dry food for the next day.
Everyone's hands and feet have become much more agile. This is certainly not because they only have less than four hours to complete all the chores before going to sleep in the camp.
In the past rapid marches, situations like this happened all the time, but they also had many people who were lazy.
Today was different. I saw the miracle created by the lizard people not long ago. That blazing pillar of light could be felt even two mountains away. Even under the watchful eyes of the skinks, no Nehekhara people dared to
Lazy.
In the final camp of the team, the fifth-generation Slann from the Southland, whom the Nehekhara people feared, was sitting cross-legged on a floating stone slab surrounded by hundreds of tall blue guards.
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He held a paw and leaned gently against the square stone handrail decorated with complex yellow, red, and green patterns. He closed his eyes and his breathing became more regular, as if he was snoring.
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Or? He is just snoring?
In the distance, outside Slann's guards, Khemri King Akadiza was talking about this matter with Lahmian champion warrior Abolash, but the champion warrior's eyes stayed on Slann's guards.
On your body.
Following Ablash's gaze, Alkadiza began to carefully observe the dark blue guards not far away.
These 2.5-meter-tall humanoid carnivorous dinosaurs with scales as hard as armor and covered with spikes are the warrior class of lizard-men. The lizard-men are motionless, observing their surroundings like sculptures. p>
It seems to be telling the skinks and humans further away that once they discover the enemy, they will transform into the most terrifying killing machine.
And the parts on their bodies also serve as warnings to other creatures.
However, what humans did not expect was that their number in the Southland has now become so rare that they can only serve as Slan's escorts in this combat mission.
From a human perspective, most of the lizardman armies at the front, left and right are composed of the vast majority of lower-class workers - skink lizards.
But lizard people are not inherently rare. According to legends in the Southland, in ancient times, their number was no less than that of skink lizards.
However, as time continues to pass, the number of lizard warriors born in the incubation pools in the South has become increasingly rare, and Slann has to incorporate all the lizard warriors born into the temple guards.
The routine combat tasks were handed over by Slan to ordinary skink lizards.
Skink priests with magical talents have even gained greater power than their own family.
However, this power is of little use when Slan cannot handle the problem on his own.
At the same time, the Skink Priest was kneeling under the stone slab, and the listener Slann was still purring peacefully.
On the other side, another Skink Priest who was closer and trying to serve did not dare to disturb Slan. He lowered his head as if he was also listening to Slan's purring.
The Skink Priest is actually not sure whether Slan has fallen asleep or whether his consciousness is chasing that despicable rat.
But no matter which one it is, it is Shilan's decision, and Shilan's will cannot be overridden.
In this way, in a strange situation where both humans and ratmen thought they were half asleep and half awake, and in the hours after the light spears washed the ground, the two sides maintained a strange peace.
However, compared with the relatively peaceful place here, the situation on the peak called Cripple Peak in the northwest is very different.
At the top of the broken pyramid, there is a throne that is completely uncovered and suspended in the air.
The surrounding fortresses were destroyed, and the troops dispatched continued to suffer casualties without any fluctuation. A trace of green flame suddenly flashed in the eye socket of its skull.
"What on earth is that?"
Although the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes has not turned away, the owner of the soul fire has already explored it with consciousness.
The beam of light falling from the sky in the southeast attracted Nagash's attention, distracting him from the attention he originally planned to use to deal with the chaos.
He finally gathered together, his eyes were as cold as polar ice, and his will, ready to pierce the opponent's defense line like a spear, was in danger of being disintegrated in an instant.
Fortunately, such distraction did not seem to make him completely fall short of his success - the other party was also distracted at the moment.
This is really good news.
However, after a while, things became strange.
The beam of light actually existed for a full three minutes. Almost at the same time, the demons' offensive intentions began to become weaker and weaker.
In particular, the power of the so-called atheistic god named Nekho began to weaken.
This is not an ordinary sign.
During the initial battle, Malaka's followers cooperated with the Demon Prince and dozens of demons to jointly cast spells, which only consumed less than half of the divine power he planned to use to control death.
And as soon as this atheistic god took action, in just one day, the amount of divine power he consumed increased from less than half to more than half.
If he hadn't temporarily learned to control two different energies and use ordinary magical winds instead of divine power to deal with the atheistic god, his divine power might have been exhausted.
Will the offensive power and desire of this kind of god weaken? Nagash never believes it.
Initially, Nagash thought it was some kind of trap, but after an hour of intermittent fighting, the lord of Cripple Peak Death Fortress suddenly discovered that the demon actually planned to retreat.
Is this an illusion? Or is it to lure the enemy deeper?
No, it's not.
Nagash immediately made a judgment, it was the beam of light.
The cold will representing death explored the southeast direction until it reached the end that it could not perceive, but found nothing.
But among the memories obtained from that little mouse, there is one situation that is very consistent with the current situation - the lizardman's engine of the gods.
This force called the Lizardmen is said to be the strongest force in the Order camp, the so-called eldest son of the Ancient Saint.
In the future, he also did something stupid like guiding a falling meteorite to hit his home by himself, preventing the entire world from collapsing.
None of these are important, at least they are not valued by the master of death, Nagash the Immortal.
The life and death of ordinary life has little to do with him. Even if all life in the world has been killed by meteorites, Nagash still believes that he can rule the entire world.
What concerned him even more was the fighting ability of these guys.
In the memory of that unlucky mouse, it is said that even after he became a god, he could still fight with these guys, let alone now.
Although I don't intend to just use other people's memories as a reference, the duration, thickness, and distance of the distant beam of light are enough to illustrate the strength of these things.
Moreover, the fact that this weapon was fired at such a close distance seemed to indicate that those lizardmen were here to deal with him?
No, maybe not necessarily, chaos is also the mortal enemy of order.
There is no reason for those lizardmen to let go of so many Chaos and attack a relatively harmless dead man like him first.
However, you must also make other preparations.
Thinking of this, the flames in the skull's eye sockets extinguished, and all the demons could feel that the icy will of the Necromancer from the fortress of the mountain became stronger again.
Over the next few days, the counter-offensive from Nagashzar was launched.
The bloody battle lasted for several days, and black bones and skeletons were forever turned into dust, smoke, fragments or the like.
The demons are also constantly falling, and are turned into energy by reality and expelled back to the Chaos Demon Realm. More mortal believers even stay alive.
If Tzeentch can give a prepared answer, it is not difficult for the warriors on the Chaos side to see that in a sense, especially from the casualty ratio, both sides have their own victory or defeat, and the overall military balance has been reached.
The situation in front of him made the Demon Prince quite manic - he was actually using his precious warriors and demons to fight a war of attrition against the inexhaustible supply of undead.
But he had no way to stop it.
Once he tries to retreat again, those undead cavalry who stand on the high slope and have been amplified by Nagash will rush down the mountain to harvest them.
That damn necromancer's spell usually follows.
Furthermore, the Demon Prince sadly discovered that he could still only engage in a war of attrition.