Endless blood-wrath spread across the battlefield, and the great demon Zhakan looked at the changes in Tyrion's body in horror.
Tyrion's body is now like a ball of fire, and the bloody light is covering the regent. He is dual-wielding the Sunfire Sword and the Kaien Dimension Sword. The blood of the legendary Dark Elf hero Tularis is constantly flowing from his body.
Dropping from his hand, when Tyrion turned into a bloody phantom and rushed towards Zakhan, two black lights radiated from behind Tyrion's body, and the most original darkness and madness in it was subconsciously revealed even by the Chaos Demon.
A look of fear.
"Sunsword, give me power!" Tyrion's handsome and handsome face was full of twisted happiness. He could feel something in his body getting rid of its shackles. The regent of Ulthuan came to kill Zarkhan.
His mount Malhandil felt the determination of its owner. As the purest pure-blooded elf war horse, Malhandil is a horse that can reach speeds of 100-120 kilometers per hour.
A super mount that can carry hundreds of kilograms of things and run and jump like no one else. Under the acceleration of the pure-blood elf war horse, Tyrion fully demonstrates his dexterity and ferocity. The Sun Flame Sword in his hand
It was like a shining blood-red sun, leaving dozens of wounds on Zakhan's body. The demon's all-powerful giant claws failed in the face of Tyrion, and Zakhan couldn't even find a way to fight back.
This big demon kept retreating in great humiliation until it had no way to retreat, because hundreds of Phoenix guards had blocked its way back. The big demon had no choice but to face Tyrion head-on. It rushed forward, and erupted from its body.
Six hooks and locks, with the call from the dark abyss, the power of chaos rushed along the air towards Tyrion.
If it were before, such an attack would have been enough to seriously injure the guardians of Ulthuan, but Tyrion is no longer the same Tyrion as before. The overwhelming anger and the power of Blood Brave directly shattered the magic of the big demon.
Ryan's movements were almost unbelievably fast. Within 0.6 seconds of the confrontation between the two sides, the Prince Regent made three movements.
First, dodge Zarkhan's claws.
Then send the Sun Flame Sword and Kane Dimension Sword into the big demon's chest.
Finally, sheath the sword and let the big demon fall to the ground.
Zakhan's body fell to the ground, Kane's Dimensional Sword exploded into pieces, the entire battlefield was blood-red, and the blood flowers from the demon almost drowned all the nearby high elves and dark elves.
It turns out that killing is such a joyful thing! The Regent thought of this, and he felt the blood all over his body surging. He pointed the Yang Yan Sword high into the sky: "In the name of the Destroyer, all the anger belongs to Kane.
And be loyal to me and obey my orders. Kane’s enemies are my enemies, and my enemies are your enemies. Kill them! Kill them! Kill them!!!”
The thirst for killing and the rage for blood covered the entire high-elite military formation!
Killing achievement, start!
The martial arts and neat formations that the high elves were proud of in the past have disappeared. Now these people are just a group of beasts thirsting for blood and killing. Compared with the dark elves, these people are even more bloodthirsty and crazy. The soldiers throw
Disarmed of long-range weapons, they all rushed to the front with sharp blades in hand. Tyrion was riding at the front. On his forehead was a wild crimson halo. What drove the Asurs was not the desire for victory, nor the desire for their dead compatriots.
Revenge, but the primitive desire to kill.
Even Cohill, the captain of the White Lion Guard, has fallen into madness. This bold man is killing with two axes. Many people can't unify the original Cohill and the current butcher, but this is completely unnecessary, because
Every high elf today has surrendered to Khaine.
Only the captain of the Phoenix Guard, Kadron, and the Phoenix Guards were not affected. They had dedicated their souls to Asuryan. The Lord of the Phoenix was a god of reason, calmness, and even ruthlessness, so his chosen gods would naturally not be affected.
Kadron was in pain. The Phoenix Guard Captain realized that Tyrion and his army were moving away from Asuryan's teachings and turned into a group of bloodthirsty madmen. However, Kadron was unable to stop this, and the Phoenix
The guard captain also realized that without this bloody courage and the sudden power of Kane, the high elves would lose this battle.
High elves do not completely prohibit belief in Kane. Soldiers will pray to Kane before the war begins. Kane's blood bravery is considered a necessity in the war.
Kadron has given up, and no one can stop Tyrion anymore.
Today, the dark elves were defeated miserably, and Malus Blackblade and Turaris were killed in battle. However, the high elves cannot be said to have had a great victory. They can only be said to have achieved their strategic goals.
With the advent of the bloody dusk, the Battle of the Mark of the Reaper ended, and Tyrion finally woke up from Kane's arrival. He didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't know what happened on the battlefield, he only felt
Waves of vague blood mist and aura, as well as the bone-deep joy and sweetness brought about by killing.
This bone-chilling, joyful feeling really dissipated a lot of the dark clouds and huge pressure that had been hanging over Tyrion. The regent could hardly resist the temptation to do it again. He directly ordered the high elves after the war to
The army simply abandoned their baggage, traveled lightly, and headed north directly to Kane's Sword Altar in the Desolate Islands for a decisive battle with the Dark Elf.
Everyone was frightened by Tyrion's order. All the commanders under his command hurriedly advised the regent not to be impulsive. The Assur army had already suffered huge losses in this battle.
Decisive battle, isn’t this a gift?
Tyrion was soon shocked by his decision. The regent himself was an extremely good and outstanding military commander. How could he not realize that this was a losing decision?
Damn it, what happened to me? Tyrion was worried about what the hell happened to him. The regent simply locked himself in the big tent to rest, trying to calm down and regain his senses, but he couldn't calm down no matter what.
Tyrion spent the whole night in insomnia.
The reason for insomnia was not fatigue or anger but some kind of lustful flame. Tyrion only felt that after the indulgent killing, there was always a ball of fire in his lower abdomen, and a certain part was as uncomfortable as an iron pestle, no matter how hard he put it,
None of his lovers or mistresses, such as Alarielle, Adira, and Estrina, were around. He was rolling around on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.
I am stubborn and really want social security.
That night, it rained heavily in Asul's big tent, and the rain was pouring. Until dawn, the sky was still gray and raining. Tyrion couldn't sleep all night. Just when he was about to get up, the gap in the tent
There were waves of fragrant wind floating in the air.
The Witch Queen Morasi was very excited. With the arrival of dawn, she could no longer suppress her longing and lust. She came to find her little husband! The Witch Queen gently put on a disguise to make herself
Becoming a maid of Avalon, Morathi moved freely in the camp. She followed the scent of Kane and the irrepressible smell of Alario's blood on Tyrion, and twisted like this.
Entered the camp of the high elves.
My little husband, here I come!
In the eyes of the White Lion guards, a maid of Avalon who they were very familiar with but could not recall her appearance or name walked into the regent's tent in such a grand manner, and they did not even have the slightest idea of stopping her.
.
The moment Morasi stepped into the tent with a blushing face, her mouth was immediately covered, the Yangyan Sword was placed across her dazzling white neck, and Tyrion's angry and impulsive voice came: "You
The disguise cannot blind me, intruder, tell me everything immediately, who sent you here? What is the purpose? "
"Uuuuuuu~" Morasi immediately had tears in her eyes and her eyes were watering. The Witch Queen's plump and beautiful body was leaning against Tyrion's body, twisting and rubbing gently. She breathed in Tyrion to her heart's content.
He had a masculine aura about him, but then he looked harmless. He first raised his hands in surrender, and then said you won't let me speak.
Tyrion's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the regent's eyes began to turn red. He had recognized the other party, and he should have taken action at this time, but for some reason, he accidentally let go of his index finger and signaled to Morasi.
say.
Morasi was blushing so much that she could no longer stand. The Witch Queen was pinched by Tyrion and she couldn't breathe. The Yang Yan Sword even lightly scratched her skin, leaving a trace of bright red.
However, this made Morathi even more excited. After Alario married her, the couple liked to play this little game of suffocation and bleeding a little.
It's him! It's really him, he's back! Morasi was so excited that her whole body trembled. She was as soft as a ball of mud on Tyrion. The Witch Queen said delicately: "No, you won't kill
My, I know, you need me, otherwise you could have killed me long ago, dear, let me go, okay?"
"Morasi..." As the disguise of Avalon's maid and Drosara's disguise faded for the second time, Morasi's appearance appeared in front of Tyrion. Some kind of call from the depths of blood made Tyrion
Ang could hardly restrain his impulse, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his plump and charming body kept rubbing against the regent. Tyrion used to just throw her out, but now he didn't feel disgusted at all.
Grabbing the body of the Witch Queen, Tyrion asked Morathi to turn around and face him. Morathi's eyes were suddenly filled with tears. It was this face, handsome, hot-blooded, cold, bloodthirsty, ruthless and lustful.
Alario, her lover, has mixed reputations but is a hero who saves the world: "Darling~my Darling~"
Tyrion, on the other hand, was silent, and the regent's reason seemed to be gradually disappearing.
Morathi smiled. She knew Kane and Alario too well. Every time he returned from the battlefield, after his madness and bloodthirsty desire to kill were satisfied, Alario would definitely enter the estrus period of intense lust.
The two often stay together for days and nights, until both parties are exhausted before falling asleep. Only in this way can Alario, who has entered madness, get a moment of peaceful sleep and short-term satisfaction.
It's the same thing with Tyrion now.
Finally, Tyrion could no longer control himself. The Regent of Ulthuan kissed the plump purple lips of his ancestor, the first Phoenix King and the second queen, who was more than ten generations older than him, in a kiss that bled crazily.
After that, he picked up Morasi and walked behind the screen in the big tent.
The big tent shook from morning until dusk, when Tyrion walked out of the tent. A new high elf maid - a maid who seemed too enchanting and charming appeared with Tyrion, holding Tyrion's arm.
Ang's arms and half of her body hung on Tyrion's body, and she called herself Rachel.
The captain of the White Lion, Cohir, always felt that something was wrong, but Tyrion didn't give him time to ask questions.
The regent ordered all the troops to be assembled. He issued two instructions. The first was that he used the absolute authority of the regent to require the great mages of the White Tower to contact Tigris immediately and bring him. He must see his
younger brother.
Second, Tyrion announced that he is the incarnation of Kane. He will take on the important task of protecting Asur through the end of time and saving the world. The only effective way is to have a large-scale ancient revenge.
Moment Event - Pull out the Divine Sword of Khaine before Malekith, like his ancestor Alario, eliminate all enemies.
The high elves accepted Tyrion's opinion. Some of them knew that this would be a disaster, but there was no other way. The remaining high elves gathered together and headed towards the Sword Altar of Kane.
On the other side, the Witch King Malekith also heard the news that Tyrion was heading towards the Desolate Islands. Malekith realized that he could not wait any longer.
"Tyrion must be prevented from pulling out the Divine Sword of Khaine." Malekith quickly ordered.
He has the responsibility and obligation to protect everything in Ulthuan, because he is the orthodox Phoenix King! Whether they are Asur, Druchi or even Islay, aren't they all the people of Malekith, the orthodox Phoenix King?
This Phoenix King can be killed, but you Tyrion cannot!
In this way, the high elf army and the dark elf army moved towards the Desolate Islands at the same time.
The largest elven civil war in thousands of years is about to begin.