Chapter 453 Another Sacrifice
The flames of the prairie fire scorched the earth, and the rough pipe organ sound was still playing in the wilderness.
Even the great sage cannot continuously cast "Forbidden Magic", but the hell dwarf artillerymen employed in the necropolis can continuously output nearly ten thousand rounds in a day!
The cost of a rocket is about five gold coins. Fifty thousand gold coins can buy a historic luxury hotel on Queen Street in Thunder City, but for the Demon King, it is just a drop in the bucket.
What's more, the money was paid with Hades coins.
The only thing that can limit the firepower of the Necropolis is the production capacity of the Beifeng City factory.
Looking at the boiling fire burning in the distance, the [Gold Medal Cannon Soldier] was stunned for a long time before he could hold back a sentence from his mouth.
"Holy shit, this thing is better than a dwarf hand cannon -"
The thick gray-green fog was completely replaced by scalding smoke. The chaotic beasts wandering by the river died in mourning one after another, or were blown up on the spot, or roasted into charcoal.
Faced with that scorching temperature, even the pea river water was almost dried up!
Facts have proved that mortals are not incapable of defeating extraordinary powers.
In the face of absolute firepower, even the corrosion of chaos can only be turned into powder and dispersed.
Hence also cremated were the Chaos Eggs scattered by the river, as well as the twisted corpses of countless Green Forest Army soldiers and local villagers..—·
又苟又坚强伸着脖子张望，瞧着前方那片沸腾的火海，忍不住感叹了一句。
"Oh my god, these veteran players are so awesome. When did they come up with such awesome stuff?"
He was rustic and dull: "Didn't he make it up a long time ago? I used it before in the Janna continent."
Stopy and strong: "??? How come I don't know?"
Huntish and dull: "I don't know why you don't know."
The expansion of the closed beta of "Calamity L" happened after Necropolis set foot on the Janna continent. At that time, many players had already come up with a lot of "special punishment" equipment.
However, it is obvious that the dozen or so organ rocket launchers in front of the newcomers are much more powerful than the rocket launchers used by the Necropolis in Janna.
A group of life-professional high-level players led by [One Breath of Stuffed Chemical Pool] not only improved the propellant of rockets, thereby significantly increasing the charge of the warhead, but also improved the most basic explosive charge into a thickened incendiary agent, and added white phosphorus!
In terms of pure power, the explosive power of this rocket is at least a gold-level fire magic!
Facing the overwhelming rain of fire, not only the newbies were shocked, but even the experienced "Rock Sword Master" Gunter could not help but show a shocked expression on his face.
Is this really the equipment of the dwarves?
Even though he came from Brass Pass in the Mountain Kingdom, he had never seen the dwarves there have such terrifying firearms?
In his impression, even the group fire magic jointly chanted by the three imperial mages may not be able to achieve such astonishing destructive power and killing area!
Just when Gunter was surprised, a figure behind the thick smoke suddenly caught his attention.
It was a twisted dark green figure, its shape was like a dead vine hanging from a tree, or like an earthworm leaving a pond.
If it weren’t for the boiling flames that burned the vegetation around it to ashes, so that it had to quickly move its position, it might have actually ignored this guy.
However, now that the traces have been exposed, it obviously cannot escape——
His sharp eyes locked on the panicked running figure, Gunter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he held the hilt of the big sword with his right hand.
Noticing his movements, Raiden asked.
"What are you going to do?"
Gunter said expressionlessly: "I saw a person, maybe not a human. In short, my intuition told me that it might know something about what happened here."
Raiden didn't stop him, he just asked.
"Do you need me to ask those artillerymen to stop for a moment?"
Gaunt smiled lightly when he heard this.
"No need."
Although he admitted that the noisy flames were very fierce, it was undoubtedly a little too hot to hurt him.
After all, he is also a sword master!
The moment the words fell, the rock-solid figure moved.
He rushed into the burning sea of fire at an incredible speed, and under the gaze of many different eyes, he chased the twisted green shadow like a speeding cannonball.
So fast!
Brennan was once again shocked by his strength, and completely understood what it means to be a demigod!
That is the first person under the gods, and it is also the limit that an extraordinary body can reach!
In the mortal world, the sword in his hand is an invincible existence!
As if feeling the danger approaching, the twisted green shadow ran faster and plunged into the woods further away, running like a hare into the bushes.
"Want to run?"
Gant's lips curled up into a sneer, his legs exerted force, and the distance of one kilometer was covered in the blink of an eye!
Looking at the Juggernaut who came closer behind him for a moment, "Alchemist" Jean showed an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost, and threw three medicine bottles back in shock and anger.
"Death! Die!"
The medicine bottle filled with ominous liquid flipped in the air and suddenly exploded into a thick dark green mist!
But this thick fog is still too weak compared to the previous thick fog that covered the entire wilderness. After all, the latter was made from the flesh and blood sacrifices of hundreds of thousands of people.
Watching the thick fog drifting toward his face, Gunter thrust the sword forward without even looking at it.
Before the icy cold light reached him, the howling sword wind had already blown away the thick fog!
Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, Jean could only grit his teeth and turn around to fight, his two thick arms split from his shoulder and foot bones, and he grabbed a dagger with all four hands to block!
Jien spat out a mouthful of blood, supported the pine tree beside him, knelt down and stood up from the ground.
The previous blow not only shattered his weapon, but also shattered his wrist bones.
Not only that, the flying iron pieces and scattered sword energy also left wounds on his body!
Looking at the sword master walking towards him unhurriedly, Jean's twisted face finally showed a bone-deep fear.
Is this the strength of a demigod to be able to beat yourself, the Chosen One of Chaos God, into this state with just one blow?
What he didn't know was that Gunter actually showed mercy, otherwise he would have died.
"Did you do what happened here?"
The rockets in the distance were still roaring and roaring. Listening to the sound blown by the hot wind, Jean trembled all over, but he still squeezed out a brave smile from his twisted face.
"Oh - so what if I did it? I just brought them relief. They would starve to death in the end anyway, so it's better to dedicate their useless flesh and blood to me -.
He wanted to say that he could at least stop Saint Sith's lackeys, but it was obvious that he still couldn't stop him despite trying his best, so he didn't have the nerve to say the last half of the sentence.
Gunter's eyes were cold. Look at him, suppress the anger in your heart.
"It seems that you have no intention of repenting, I can only send you to see the devil in your heart."
Jean: "Devil? Haha - if the devil hadn't targeted us, you wouldn't have even looked at us!"
Gaunt glanced at this guy who was shaking but still speaking harshly.
"So you know that voice is the devil."
Perhaps knowing that he was going to die, Gene roared hysterically.
"Haha! Do you think you are the only one who is smart? Of course I know what it is, I don't care what it is! At least you can't live with Saint Sith, you can live with it!"
"Really?"
Gunter glanced around, then looked at the hysterical guy again, his voice calmed down, with a hint of pity.
“I don’t think so.”
That’s just another dead end.
Suddenly, Jean found that the surrounding forest had disappeared, replaced by endless yellow sand and desolation.
Looking at the Juggernaut standing on the sand dune, his pupils suddenly contracted, but then relaxed as if relieved.
It turns out that this is the realm of demigods.
It felt like that -
Jean rushed forward with a wild laugh, and was cut into two pieces in the shadow of the oncoming sword, disappearing into the blowing yellow sand.
At the same time, in the distant still water beach, noisy artillery fire was heard in the wilderness.
Thick and long flames crashed into the distant position, and the smoke of the explosion rose into the sky one after another!
That's the dwarf's white cannon!
Although its accuracy is not as good as the artillery of the Principality of Campbell, its power is more than a little stronger than the latter.
Unfortunately, the dwarf's bombardment only hit Lonely.
The skirmishers of the Green Forest Army who were hiding in the position had already moved to the forest behind with the help of the tunnel dug by the rat men. They only left behind hundreds of households, which was not a pity at all.
At the same time, the dwarf artillery position suddenly collapsed downwards, and several white cannons fell straight into the collapsed tunnel!
The tunnel was obviously not dug by the dwarves themselves, but by the Skaven engineer troops who dug it directly from the tunnel prepared in advance while the dwarves were busy supporting the front line.
Without waiting for the dwarf artillery to react, rat warriors wearing cloaks jumped up from the tunnel with long-handled sickles, killing all the dwarves by surprise!
Different from ordinary short slave rats, as clan warriors, they are not only one meter tall each, but also have been blessed by the "Gluttonous Rat" Gerlo, and their waistlines are even thicker than that of dwarves!
Meeting these dwarf artillerymen who were not good at melee combat, they actually had the upper hand for a while.
"Roar!"
A clan rat warrior opened his bloody mouth and let out a rotten-smelling roar. He swung the long-handled sickle in his hand and chopped a dwarf artilleryman into two pieces!
Intestines spilled all over the floor!
The slave rats that followed swarmed up and stuffed the flesh and blood that fell on the ground into their mouths, using this sacrilegious sacrifice to demoralize their opponents!
Their abilities are not limited to this.
In addition to being cannon fodder on the battlefield, they are also sacrifices to the priests of Gernomor, the "Gluttonous Rat"!
Just behind the group of feasting slave rats, a rat priest wearing a human bone mask came forward with a bone staff, shaking a human skin rattle while chanting eerie and obscure spells.
The green soul fires grabbed the necks of dozens of slave rats like undead hands.
Using the flesh and blood of these slave rats as sacrifices, a three-meter-long "giant war rat" rushed out from the bloody living altar. With just one charge, it knocked away the dwarf artillerymen who were trying to form a shield formation.
「Shout, shout, shout!!!”
Looking at the giant rats descending on the battlefield, the ratmen let out shrill and excited shouts, their round eyes turned scarlet, and they fought even more energetically with the surrounding dwarf artillerymen.
Although they were caught off guard by the rat-men's tunnel attack, the dwarves of the Alpine Kingdom were obviously not vegetarians.
They had expected that this gang of insidious little rats would not engage in an open and honest contest with them. Five murderous Centurions were ambushing towards this group of sneak attack ratmen.
Different from ordinary dwarf warriors, they wear heavy plate armor on their shoulders and steel helmets on their heads. Only a pair of fierce eyes are exposed, and they hold heavy battle axes with two hands that are taller than two dwarves stacked together!
Hences of inscriptions are engraved on both sides of the ax blade, waiting for the blood of the enemy to activate it.
Their name is "Oath Warriors".
In Brass Pass, that is a name that scares countless ogres who worship destruction!
"Kill one!"
As the dwarf centurion leading the army gave an order, the sworn warriors holding heavy battle axes were like a steel meat grinder, ruthlessly strangling the rat soldiers who rushed to the front of the battle.
The giant war rat roared and charged towards the group of dwarves wielding battle axes.
The two chariots collided.
A dozen dwarves in heavy armor flew out like knocked-out wine barrels!
However, the giant war rat born from the sacrifice of Chaos did not gain any benefit.
Each tomahawk weighing hundreds of kilograms struck it in turn, splitting its light gray fur to pieces!
The giant war rat let out a roar of pain, twisted its fat body and tried to escape, but was bitten tightly by the dwarf centurion. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape the ax blades that fell like raindrops.
"Roar!"
The dwarf centurion roared, and stabbed the dagger in his hand hard into its right eye, and was thrown off the rat's back amidst the latter's shrill roar.
Hands tightly on the back of the giant war rat's neck, the dwarf centurion caught the dagger thrown by his comrade and stabbed the fat rat's back of the neck one after another, finally knocking the struggling and rampaging monster to the ground.
The bloody fighting continues!
The centurion didn't have time to cheer for victory, so he wiped the blood from his face and rejoined the battle, fighting with the rat soldiers who kept pouring out of the tunnel.
Perhaps they felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of, or perhaps they were eyeing the dozen dwarf white cannons and the supplies on the artillery position. These clan rat warriors continued to rush forward without any intention of retreating.
But this is exactly what these dwarves want.
They are not afraid of a face-to-face confrontation with the rat men, but they are afraid of sneak attacks by these little guys!
The rat extermination experts carrying flamethrowers and ballistae are coming here, and soon those little mice will see what the real purgatory is!
However, these brave dwarf warriors still underestimated the number of ratmen and overestimated the marching speed of the short-legged brothers behind them.
The two sides have been fighting for a quarter of an hour. Support from the rear has not arrived, but more and more little mice are pouring out of the tunnel, as if they are planning to deploy an army of ten thousand people here!
The second giant war rat was summoned again. Although it was eventually pushed to the ground by the highly skilled sworn warriors, everyone showed a trace of fatigue on their faces.
Seeing that the situation on the battlefield was about to reverse, the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from not far away.
Looking at the rolling dust shadows, countless dwarves showed excited expressions on their faces.
It is the cavalry of the Principality of Campbell!
The citizen cavalry running on the swamp hit the flanks of the battlefield like a meteor, and countless rat soldiers flew backwards like kicked river pebbles.
The Rat Man Captain leading the army panicked and raised his long-handled sickle and was about to turn around to resist, but was hit in the chest by a lance, and half of his body turned into a bloody mist and flew out!
The person at the head is none other than Erin Campbell!
She is holding a lance shining with holy light in her hand. The bright breastplate is majestic under the sunlight, and her eyes are as sharp as knives, just like a god descending from earth.
Seeing their captain of a thousand men being killed in one blow, all the ratmen were frightened and screamed "shouting, hollering". The entire thousand-man team collapsed and fled in all directions!
「It’s a friendly force!」
The centurion who directed the battle roared excitedly, and the soldiers with his demons fought even more energetically.
They vowed to kill all these ugly little mice, peel off their heads as trophies, and hang them on the castle of Hatred Peak as their medals!
Watching Campbell's cavalry join the battlefield, the rat slingers wandering on the edge of the battlefield waved their slings vigorously, throwing whistling stones, trying to shoot these tall guys to death.
However, to the Ratmen's surprise, all the stone bullets they threw hit a milky white light curtain, and then were bounced away without any suspense. Instead, their brothers' brains were splashed, and they fell to the ground in mourning!
That is the legend belonging to the late king Aaron Campbell. It is said that he was blessed by the holy light and led the demon knights to gallop on the battlefield and was never hurt by stray arrows on the battlefield!
This legend that has been talked about so much has been transformed into a miracle that can be touched with both hands after the death of Archduke Aaron Campbell, and has been integrated into the light of praise that condenses the faith of countless people!
The stones thrown by the rat men with their slings are obviously not as powerful as the arrows shot by the demon crossbowmen, so naturally they cannot penetrate the shining light curtain!
With the arrival of Campbell's Citizen Cavalry, the balance that originally tilted towards the Skaven side once again tipped towards the Dwarf side.
Seeing that their friendly troops were being held back, the Green Forest Army, which had previously retreated into the forest through the tunnel, had no choice but to turn around and rush back to the smoke-filled battlefield under the command of the commander. Campbell's privates had completed their reloading and were waiting for them on their route.
Not only the Campbell soldiers, but also the "little short legs" who could not reach the artillery position, also stopped their support under the order of the dwarf officer, turned their direction and aimed their flamethrowers and heavy crossbows at the "Chaos Apostles" who were rushing out of the forest.
In principle, due to the ancient covenant, the dwarves of the Alpine Kingdom will not attack the humans on their territory.
But it is obvious that these guys who sold their souls to Chaos can no longer be regarded as human beings!
「Fire!」
The dwarf centurion who led the flamethrowers roared and took the lead in pulling down the trigger in his hand.
The shoulders that were as stable as mountains swayed back, and then a thick and long fire dragon spurted out from the muzzle in his hand, splashing towards the forward of the Green Forest Army fifty meters away!
"Ahh!!!"
Being drenched by the hot kerosene, the "green turban" in front let out a scream, and instantly turned into a flaming man.
Looking at the miserable condition of the soldiers in front of them, the soldiers of the Green Forest Army who rushed behind were so frightened that their faces turned pale. However, under the urging of the leader, they had no choice but to rush forward.
"Don't be afraid of those dwarfs! The pipes under their hands won't last long! Rush up and chop them into pieces! Cut off their heads as a sacrifice to the great true god!"
A captain roared and waved the long sword in his hand, no longer covering himself up.
Everyone feels that this grand sacrifice has reached the final moment. They will soon receive the blessing from the void and stand on a new stage as a winner.
What they have to do now is no longer to hide themselves, but to prove their piety to their gods at all costs!
"For Urgos! For our Kailan!"
"Kill!!!"
The earth-shattering roar resounded on the battlefield, and they killed the dwarves carrying the flamethrower in a mighty manner.
Their judgment was correct. The dwarf fire-breathing soldiers did not have much fire oil, and it was basically used up in the last round.
This thing was not originally meant to be used on the plains. To truly exert its power, it has to be in a tunnel.
It can deplete the oxygen in the cave in an instant and kill the rat people. Dwarves, on the other hand, can rely on their powerful energy to reach places with oxygen.
However, although the charging green hoods had calculated that the dwarves had limited fuel, they had forgotten that it was not only the dwarves standing here, but also the Campbells who had been waiting for a long time.
The grenadiers standing in the front row took the lead and threw earthen jars filled with black powder into the Green Forest Army's formation.
At the same time as the deafening roar sounded, Private Campbell, who had set up his musket, immediately pulled the trigger. Rows of thick tongues of flame spurted out from the muzzles, shooting down the stunned rebels who were bombed to the ground.
排枪声接二连三的响起，士气高昂的坎贝尔列兵在军鼓声中踏着刺鼻的浓烟有序前进虽然厮杀还在持续，但拿下最终的胜利似乎只是时间问题—
远处的炮兵阵地附近，举着骑枪的艾琳抓住缰绳勒停了战马，望着远方的硝烟却是微微皱起了眉头。
Seeing the worry on her face, Teresa rode up to her side on a war horse and said with a respectful expression.
"What's wrong, Your Highness?"
"Something's not right." Irene thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "That Rolandal had always avoided confrontation with us before, so why is he suddenly so generous today."
Theresa: "Maybe he's tired of the hiding game?"
Irene shook her head.
"Teresa, I don't want to think that our enemy is so stupid, especially since he has brought us so much trouble before. Obviously he is a cunning mouse."
To put it simply, she can't see the benefit of him doing this.
Just as Irene was thinking about it, the originally sunny sky suddenly became gloomy.
A dark cloud drifting from nowhere shrouded everyone's heads, followed by a huge pressure.
Irene's heart suddenly sank, and she cast a confused gaze toward the woods ahead.
That breath·——
It’s so familiar!
When her father had a decisive battle with the Demon King of Thunder County, he used the power of the Light of Song to briefly break through the Amethyst-level bottleneck, and killed Reggie Dragon in one fell swoop, creating a legend named Aaron Campbell!
However, at this moment, the breath coming from the front gave her the feeling that she was still above her father!
And it is different from her father -
It is a shuddering force, as if it comes from an abyss deeper than hell. It exists only to swallow up all living creatures!
Is it Rolandal?
Irene's eyes were full of mistakes.
She clearly remembered that the guy was only at diamond level during the last fight!
How come in less than a month, he already has an aura that only an amethyst-level powerhouse possesses? !
Of course, that guy should have just broken through and is not yet proficient in controlling this power. Otherwise, he could hide his aura better and not be seen through at once.
But he does not rule out another possibility - he had no intention of hiding it at all.
The cadence of the voice suddenly sounded from the bottomless jungle, just like the opening of a bard's song. "
"Friends from the Principality of Campbell, I'm glad that you miss your poor neighbor so much, but it would be better if you came earlier——.."
"If that's the case, maybe I can buy you a drink!"
“Rather than chop you into minced meat and throw you into a pot.”