At the same time, Chuanquluo, who had been given his last hope by the boss of Gnoldor, was staggering and running away in the tunnel. As a genius of the Gray Prophet clan, he had never been so embarrassed in his short life as a rat.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Crunch!"
Spell casters often lack physical exercise. Chuanquluo, who is not good at running, was forced to use his staff to stuff dimension stones into his mouth after he drilled two alleys. Considering the huge body of the big terror behind him, he drilled wherever it was narrow for safety.
, I didn’t even dare to sit on the sedan chair.
"Clitsricna, are you going to do it? No, you can't! This is an errand assigned by the god of the Horned Rat. He, he is so brave that he doesn't dare to do anything!"
After taking a breath, the Gray Seer fell into self-doubt again. He couldn't figure out what went wrong even if he tried to break the rat's head. He had verified the authenticity of the summoning token given by the High Priest Gray Claw through various means. The breath of the horned rat was not something that a mortal could do.
Made it fake.
"boom!"
"Squeak!"
"Withdraw! Moss, the Moss clan is finished!"
Feeling that the barrier created by his emergency reversal summoning circle was about to collapse, and hearing vague screams, Chuanquluo knew that he should run away quickly. If he caused such a disaster, it would be troublesome if the Moss clan finally won.
That’s what it’s called!
While running, Chuanquero looked at the frightened albino Storm Rat Guards beside him and made a plan in his mind. At the moment, he still has to rely on their protection to break out of the bad land, but when he returns to the old world, the remaining lucky ones will have to die.
Only wise Congressmen from Sichuan can feel at ease!
"Bang! Bang!"
On the ground, Snorri avoided the scraps falling from the Gomao Colossus and gradually approached it. Extraordinary power is the most efficient way to fight against extraordinary power. Killing this big guy should give him the experience of being inactive for a long time.
One step further.
"The smell of blood is so strong! Is something going to happen again?"
Before he started, Snorri suddenly felt like a needle on his back. He suddenly turned around and saw a huge creature wrapped in red and black evil energy that was as solid as substance rushing out of the mirror-like lake of the silver abyss!
"What evil! How dare you come out to do evil after being injured like this! Do you really think that there is no one in my mountains? I am the second disciple of the God of Runes and Arms, Ogi of Norsca - I am the one who has severed my finger! Report quickly!
Come up with your name!"
The one closest to the lake shore in the military formation was the right wing that Master Augie was in charge of. He stood on the Anvil of Doom and took a closer look and couldn't help but feel secretly happy - the person coming was obviously a bloodthirsty demon, but it looked a bit too miserable.
The horn on the right side of its head was broken, the right half of its cheek was torn, and its white skull was exposed. What's even more ridiculous is that its wings and wing membranes were riddled with holes, and could only be barely fixed to the frame with iron chains.
No matter how great the glory in this world is, it cannot be greater than exiling the great demons under the Four Gods. Every achievement of slaying demons is a direct proof of strength and will be widely sung by all order races.
According to past experience, peak mortals are enough to defeat ordinary demons weakened by the maelstrom one-on-one. However, demons of this level often appear through Chaos Rifts, accompanied by elite demon troops.
Although the four northern cities are on the edge of the Chaos Wasteland, Master Ogi has never seen many big demons. According to his opinion, the one in front of him can be beaten like this. It is obvious that he is at the bottom of the subspace in terms of strength, and he dares to attack himself and behind him alone.
Tens of thousands of troops, isn’t that a feat of merit that comes to our door!
"Reptile! Die!"
The Rune Master's challenge attracted the attention of the great demon. It opened its bloody mouth and the three words that burst out seemed to condense all the anger and hatred in the world into a destructive roar. It was unprepared.
The aftermath alone caused many soldiers from both sides to fall to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Brother, be careful!"
Snorri shouted loudly. As the main target, the four bearers of Master Ogi were all bleeding from their orifices, but they were still dead. He himself was stunned and stuck on the spot.
"call!"
The big demon threw the battle ax in his right hand, and it was like a bloody meteor coming straight through. The amulet that Master Ogi was famous for was triggered continuously to form barriers one after another, and was broken one after another, until finally the small statue of Krag he was wearing lit up.
Light.
"Crunch!"
The blade of the battle ax was a white fang. It squirmed as if it were alive and gnawed crazily on the life-saving thing given to the disciple by Kragg. In an instant, the light layer was worn until it was almost transparent.
"Butcher!"
"Want to hurt someone in front of me?"
After one ax failed to accomplish anything, the big demon seemed to be a little more interested. It gently raised its hand to recall the exhausted right ax, and then the left ax came towards Master Ogi again. How could Snorri dare to sit idly by and lock the ax?
Call him up with a Storm Hammer.
"Ding!"
"Boom!"
The hammers and axes struck each other in the air slowly and really quickly. The trajectory of the battle ax deviated, and Stemnir's hammer flew back in a spin. Snorri raised his hand to receive the huge rebound force, which made the God of Heaven unable to activate.
After descending to earth, he took a few steps back before regaining his balance.
"It seems that you are the dwarf I am looking for? Someone told me that your head will be a good thing to decorate the skull! This is your supreme honor!"
The killing move failed, and the bloodthirsty madman turned around and looked at the direction of the flying hammer. As soon as his eyes came into contact with it, Snorri felt a chill that penetrated his bones. How many evils must he have caused in all the worlds to achieve this?
The weather is awesome!
"I am the spine-crusher, the head-reaver, the blood-quencher! I am violence! I am war! I am rage! I am rage incarnate! I am Skarbrand, the Unforgivable!"
The big devil announced his number as he stepped forward, his momentum increasing with each step. After eight steps, his true name was revealed, which was enough to make the starry sky tremble, and his momentum reached its peak.
"The Exile-Skarbrand!"
The warring parties were caught by its monstrous flames, and they unanimously made way for it to lead directly to Snorri. Snorri heard its true name clearly from those old nicknames, and then named it the most widely circulated one today.
The name rolled out of his mouth.
In dozens of thousands of years, no demon has dedicated more heads to the Skull Throne than Skarbrand. It once destroyed the first ring of Slaanesh and killed Nurgle's greatest plague, Levi.
Tan, also killed the coalition forces of the three gods to scatter.
"Since you know my name, why don't you give me the title of head?"
Only the simplest words were enough to completely anger the former No. 1 demon under Khorne. After that turbulent betrayal, all the former glory became a whip on it.
.
"Beheaded? You think I don't have legs!"
Snorri spat, turned on the gods and went down to the earth to crawl under the feet of the Mao Colossus. Although Skarbrand was no longer as brave as he was at his peak, he still couldn't easily compete with him. Since it was clearly coming for him, why not let him
Can the green-skinned army in front of you help you share some of your anger?