The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 1 The Witch King’s Chief of Guards

Broken limbs, organs, and blood covered the ground. Countless elves were beheaded on the square. The remaining terror in their eyes was their last gift to the world.

Those survivors who were able-bodied were beaten with long whips by the slave masters, and their clothes were stripped off. They wailed and begged for mercy, but the elves who were watching laughed.

Rohan rode a dark horse, followed by 60 Nadjarond Black Guards holding halberds and wearing black heavy armor. They moved in unison, causing the elves who were busy looting to get out of the way.

Looking at the tragic scene on the street, a trace of pity flashed in Luo Han's eyes, but it was instantly replaced by cold eyes.

This is already the fourth village that has been destroyed. If nothing else, this hunting trip south should be considered over.

That's right, such a cruel massacre of the village was just an ordinary safari in Druch's eyes, just like going out for hunting!

"Rohan, come here."

Not far away, a cold and biting voice woke up Lohan from the tragedy in front of him, and then he noticed a black figure looking at him in front of a fire not far away!

Luohan hurriedly jumped off the saddle, walked quickly to the figure and bowed:

"Lord Witch King, what are your instructions?"

"A hundred years ago?"

ah?

Rohan looked at the Witch King Malekith with some confusion, not understanding what he meant by a hundred years.

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Rohan rubbed his hands in embarrassment. This was a dark history from when he first came to Nagarond.

At that time, when he was young, he joked with Malekith privately, asking Malekith if he wanted to go to another world, which scared the black guards who were standing guard at that time.

The soft moonlight shines on the Witch King's midnight armor. Far away from the palace, there are no flattering words from the servants in his ears, making the Witch King fall into a rare relaxation...

Rohan was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He had been Malekith's attendant for the past hundred years, so he knew a lot of little secrets about the Witch King.

He knew that it was best not to talk at this time and just wait for the arrangement of spicy chicken shreds.

[You guys go first, I'll take the rear!] Charge bonus -20, whole team's melee defense +10

After looking at his rookie-like data, Luo Han decisively gave up the idea of ​​resisting and stood aside obediently with his head lowered.

Suddenly, a burst of screams came from far away. Malekith opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and then saw something coming from the sky!

"what?"

"Have you forgotten? You have served me for a hundred years."

Recalling the scene when the two met for the first time, Malekith raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then whispered:

"I said back then that as long as you serve me for a hundred years, I will let you go free..."

“Help, ah, ah, ah, ah—”

Malekith was obviously very satisfied with Rohan's attitude, so he said in a relatively soothing tone:

"Lucky, lucky."

"The Witch King is right. After today, it will be the hundredth year since I met the Witch King."

After all, even though he has trained with the Black Guards of Nagarond for decades, there is still a slight gap between his own strength and that of the Witch King...

Hearing Malekith's emotionless words, Rohan realized that this was already the hundredth year since he had traveled to the Warhammer world!

I didn’t expect that Spicy Chicken Shreds would be remembered. Did I do something wrong?

Rohan racked his brains and tried his best to recall whether he had ever offended the Witch King, but found that he had been loyal for hundreds of years and had never done anything wrong!

It was a dark and windy night, and Malekith was riding the dragon Seraphine flying above the clouds because he hated snowy days.

Malekith stared blankly at the naked dark elf disappearing into the clouds. After coming back to his senses, he patted Seraphim on the back and said:

Seraphim obeyed the carp and jerked up, and soon found the naked dark elf screaming in the clouds.

Rohan quietly glanced at the light screen in front of him. This was a secret that even Malekith didn't know:

Looking at the flawless dark semen with bare ass in front of her, Seraphine couldn't help but lick her lips. Is this a meal given to her by God?

The Witch King looked at the dark elf who fell from nowhere, grabbed the opponent's destiny by the back of the neck, and pulled the opponent's flesh with his gauntlets, making the naked dark elf beg for mercy again and again.

"I know you are not satisfied with just being a guard by my side. After all, you once said that you have the ability to travel across the world."

Malekith's green eyes stared at Rohan. Rohan was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head. He felt cold sweat break out from his back, fearing that the other party would pick up a knife and chop off his head in the next second.

Rohan, Chief of Guards of the Witch King

Armor Strength: 60 (Silver Shield)

Leadership:65

Movement speed: 35/90 (Dark Horse)

Melee Attack:40

Melee defense: 70 (good at defense because of being too timid)

Weapon power: 300

Charge bonus: 20(40)

Looking at Rohan who was still shivering in the cold wind, Malekith narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. He was quite satisfied with Druch, who claimed to be a time traveler.

For example, the Witch King often invites some sorceresses to the castle of Nagarond to "appreciate art"; or some new maids sent by the Lord of Fear, Rohan is responsible for receiving and sending them to the Witch King's room!

Although Rohan would leave the castle to clear the snow every time, who could guarantee that the Witch King, who was in a weird and unpredictable mood, would chop him up and silence him?

…

thing:

Seraphine also raised his head in confusion, and then one person and one dragon saw a naked dark elf falling next to them.

"Great Lord Witch King, have I done anything wrong?"

"Go and see what's going on."

They thought that Rohan was referring to sending Malekith's soul to another world, which meant killing Malekith, so in an instant, more than a dozen halberds were pressed against Rohan's neck.

If Malekith hadn't cared about Rohan's joke, I'm afraid Rohan would have been dragged by the witch spirits to see Kane at that time.

From then on, Rohan never talked about time travel in front of Malekith, and he only dared to make jokes in private.

PS: I am not a professional Warhammer fan. Some of the settings may be original. If you don’t like it, leave it alone!

(End of chapter)