"Ushabit will not go out without the order of the Lahmian royal family."
Ancart's words made Eski angrily slap his tail on the vampire's face and said angrily.
"Where's Neferata?!"
Ankat wiped the blood from his face, and after using black magic to repair his body, he looked at Eski and said,
"She is in the hands of the lizard people and needs help."
"You want me to deal with the lizard people!?"
Eski's eyes flashed with anger, and his long rat tail swung, tapping the stone ground, making a dull sound.
He clearly knows that the other party has absolutely no tolerance for the pan-chaos race, and not long ago, the lizards bombarded his underground base with orbital cannons!
"Are you planning to make both of us lose?"
Esky stared at Ancart closely, his tail raised high, as if he was ready to hang the vampire in front of him at any time.
Ancart looked at Eski's tight tail, with a smile still on his face, but his eyes were extremely calm.
He shook his head slightly and looked at Eski without fear, as if the other party's threat was not worth mentioning at all.
"How is it possible? Eski. How could I risk losing such a powerful helper like you? We are all in the same boat now, it's just that some chess pieces need to be temporarily placed.
Eski snorted, obviously not trusting him completely. His eyes turned to the Chaos Legion in the distance, the battle was imminent.
"asshole,"
Esky said fiercely,
"In this case, you can slowly clean up the subsequent corruption by yourselves."
His anger surged like a tide, and as his emotions fluctuated, he raised the staff high in his hand. The blue gem flashed a dazzling green light at the tip of the staff, and the surrounding air seemed to tremble.
As evil black and green lines rippled and penetrated into the surrounding earth, dimensional lightning gathered at the tip of the staff, forming a ball of plasma.
The plasma shot out immediately, and the green plasma, which was enough to break down at least hundreds of people into ions, hit the big demon's chest. The lava-like muscle lines on the chest rippled with the impact of the plasma, but that huge body
It didn't move at all.
The plasma could not completely penetrate his body and only left shallow burn marks on his skin.
Esky gritted his teeth,
"Magic resistance, worthy of the Great Demon of Khorne."
Then his spell became extremely high-speed, he waved his staff again, and two balls of plasma formed in front of him instantly.
Plasma shot out again, and Khorne's defense was finally broken.
This time, the lava that may have been given by God could no longer help him resist the most basic attacks. Instead, it completely penetrated his body and opened a big hole in his demonic body.
The body of the Great Daemon of Khorne lost its balance in the air and fell heavily to the ground. It hit the city gate like a huge cannonball and turned into a mass of red and bloody flesh.
However, the battle did not end there. While Eski killed the Great Daemon of Khorne, the Chaos thugs had climbed up the city wall with the help of simple ladders.
The Lahmian defenders on the city wall struggled to resist, constantly pushing the Chaos followers down, or cutting their bodies into several sections with sickle-shaped swords.
"What?!"
Eski didn't understand this. He had clearly killed the generals, so how come the morale of these guys wasn't affected at all?!
The morale of these thugs has not weakened at all, as if they are not afraid of death at all, but since they are not afraid of death, then go die!
He immediately pointed the staff at the thugs under the city wall. Just as he was about to cast the spell again, a black shadow suddenly flew from the side and crashed into him at an extremely fast speed.
Eski was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by this force. His wings were painfully pressed by his own weight. He couldn't help but retract them. A long sword with hot red lines penetrated deeply.
It broke Eski's two layers of magic defense and stabbed into his abdomen.
He looked up and saw that he was a Chaos believer who looked like a peasant in blood-clothed clothes. His eyes were full of hatred, and his legs had been completely burned, as if they had been smashed by some huge force.
Only then did Esky realize that this guy was being fired as a human cannonball.
"Draft! Human cannonball!?"
Eski roared in pain, and bright red blood continued to ooze from the wound on his abdomen.
He tried to chant a spell and summon dimensional lightning, but the opponent's sword slashed at his claws faster.
At this moment, a pair of cold daggers penetrated the throat of this crazy Khorne thug, revealing the cold snow-white face of the dark elf.
"Hecate,"
Eski gritted his teeth and said, holding on to the wound on his abdomen, he slowly stood up, first applied himself with the blood of the earth, and then said,
"I owe you once, and then I will return your soul to you."
Hecate just gave him a cold look and then disappeared into the night.
Eski kicked away the farmer who regarded himself as a cannonball, then raised his staff and pointed it at the sky.
Because of the arrival of the demon army of Khorne and the bloodshed just now, the air is filled with endless magic fluctuations, and he can channel these forces more easily.
Waves of dimensional lightning struck down, especially those who were obviously demonized and had horns on their heads. Large areas of human beings were turned into coke under the black and green lightning, and the number of casualties quickly increased.
There are more than three thousand, and a large area under the city wall has become a place where black flying ash is flying.
"I don't care what happens to your land in the future,"
Esky said fiercely,
"Ankart, I hope the food it cultivates can still be eaten."
Just when he was about to cast further spells, Ankat suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a minute, leave this battle to us and deal with the devil. It's enough trouble for you already."
Esky sneered.
"That's what you said."
Then, he said to the mechanical rat who was still killing the thugs who climbed up the city wall,
"Arkelin, this is not a suitable battlefield for us. If you retreat, I won't collect your body if you die."
Hearing this, Alclin glared at Eski angrily,
"Then why waste my time?"
The battle lasted all night. The next day, I heard that the humans in the formation had temporarily mutated and a demon prince came out and killed a large number of Lahmian soldiers. Abrash stepped forward to challenge him and killed him with his sword.
On the other side, the morale of the Lahmian defenders was greatly boosted.
Then the barely prepared Lahmian cavalry and chariots dispatched from the south gate and surrounded the corruptors from the rear.
With the charge of the cavalry and chariots, the battle was almost over, including the skull cannon that was difficult to move, and finally died under the siege of Lahmia's regular army.
Just after Eski fell asleep tiredly under the service of the vampire maid.
At this time, in the hall of the Lahmian Palace, Usoran, the King of Masks, the intelligence director of Lahmia, and the current acting administrator, is sitting at a long ornate table, his eyes are deep, as if he is
He was thinking about something, but in fact he was waiting for Ancart.
Ankat walked in and took off his helmet. There was still blood from the battle on the helmet. He looked at it with disgust and did not lick the blood as usual, but threw the helmet aside.
.
Wu Suoran asked with a low voice.
"How about that mouse?"
"Didn't Neferata always say that behind every successful man there is a woman?"
Ankat sneered,
"It seems that behind the mouse is no exception."
Usuoran shrugged and turned his eyes to the morning sunlight leaking from the blinds that disgusted him so much. He asked the attendants on the side to seal the blinds completely before turning to Ankart again.
"And every woman belongs to her. So that rat really slept with the women we provided, which one do you think is better to pick and lurk next to him."
Ankat thought for a moment and answered calmly,
"I think it would be better to send both."
"That might be a good idea."
Wu Suoran nodded and then said,
"Ever since the black pyramid on the south side of Khemri suddenly took off and suddenly appeared on the battlefield, we don't have much choice. I don't believe in Alkadiza. If Neferata hadn't confused him, I don't think he would have done it in the end.
Let us go."
Speaking of this, Ankat began to feel dissatisfied. The Nehekhara people knew who they were and gave them the title of Midnight Nobles. But obviously that was a compromise they had to make when the enemy was at hand.
"Midnight Nobless, huh."
Ankat sneered, his tone full of contempt,
"The priests of Mahalak will definitely declare us guilty of blasphemy afterwards."
Wu Suoran also said,
"Unless Neferata can really become the daughter of the sun."
He said calmly, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
After Ankat heard this, he chuckled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"Daughter of the Sun?"
He said coldly, his tone full of disdain and sarcasm,
"That damn big toad is definitely lying to us."
"We are already the living dead. Daughter of the Sun? Neferata also hates the sun. If she dares to be exposed to the sun for a long time, I guess Petra will only burn Neferata to ashes."
Wu Suoran's tone changed with a hint of mystery,
"That's why we need that mouse to confirm the situation. I have a hunch that he can do it."
Ankat couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, showing a hint of doubt,
"When did you pretend to be a prophet?"
At this time, Wu Suoran took out a smooth crystal ball from his arms. The inside of the crystal ball was filled with mysterious mist, and a vague image was faintly revealed.
His pale fingers traced the sphere, and a little weak blue electric spark began to flash, and then Wu Suoran said,
"Not long ago, I studied a little bit of Wosolun's magic materials."
Wu Suoran said softly, his eyes focused.
As Wu Suoran continued to stir, the scene in the mist also continued to change. Then it turned into a clear picture.
A white upright rat with wings sprouting from its back was talking to the big toad floating in the air in a room made of stones and runes.
"Is this a prophecy?"
Ankat frowned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Of course, it was predicted that the mouse would meet the big toad sooner or later, but what did he say?"
"He doesn't think he should go see the lizard people. I know. I'll let those two remind him."