The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 233 The Blood Queen Arrives

Although I don't know if this elf did it intentionally, the Dwarf High King was still very keenly aware of the keyword.

"Am I wrong? This city is in the midst of famine and war. Who knows whether a new Chaos army will attack here?

The mountains of your dwarves are equally far away from here, not to mention the frequent wars with the Skaven and Greenskins. Do you really have the ability to support a human city thousands of miles away?"

Rohan didn't feel he had any offense. After all, this was one of the rare free aids he received not out of profit but out of strategic needs.

After all, the location of Kislev is too close to the Chaos Wasteland, and compared to the Naggaroth region, the Norscans obviously prefer to plunder Kislev.

Of course, this is just because they simply cannot beat Drucci.

But no matter what the reason is, the pressure faced by Kislev is obviously heavier than that of Nagaros, which is why Rohan wants to support them.

After all, if Kislev cannot hold it back, the surging Chaos Legion will definitely regard Druch as its next target, which will seriously affect his interests in Nagaros.

After all, he has now signed a trade agreement with Morena of Hal Kadra, and he does not want his trade to be affected by the invasion of Chaos.

Ignoring the angry Dwarf High King next to him, Rohan looked at the troubled Peter and couldn't help but remind him:

"Don't worry, if you are really short of supplies, then I can provide you with 100 carts of food today, which will be enough for you to hold on for a while."

"If that's the case, thank you very much. We can find an opportunity to discuss the [trade treaty] you mentioned in detail."

Facing this friendly elf who is "near a billion people", Peter recalled the bottomless granary in the city, and finally accepted Rohan's proposal.

Seeing that Peter agreed to his request, Rohan finally had a smile on his face. After a slight salute to the still sulking High King next to him, he jumped off the city wall.

The wings flapped gently behind his back, and he felt the cold air pouring into his lungs along his nose. Rohan only felt infinite freedom and tranquility.

"It's really miserable. It seems that the current state of this city is really not good. If we don't come to support, I'm afraid Kislev will be seriously disabled this time."

Seeing the broken limbs piled as high as a hill on the bridge, and the Norscans still struggling under the gunfire in the distance, even Rohan, who was used to seeing bloody scenes, felt slightly emotional.

The entire river was stained red with blood, and the corpses of countless Norscans and Cossack warriors were floating on the water, slowly moving away with the current.

It seems that in a few months, the Kislevites downstream will be able to eat plump fish.

Seeing the tragic situation in this city, Rohan became more determined to support Kislev.

After all, if such a large-scale Chaos invasion occurred in Naggaroth, even Druch would have a headache, let alone Hal Kadra as the outpost?

As long as it can be ensured that the main force of Norsca will not be placed in the direction of Nagaros, then Rohan will not hesitate even if Kislev is reduced to rubble.

He will never stop assisting Kislev until Lady Kislev sheds her last drop of blood fighting against Chaos!

"Hey, there is actually one person who is not dead?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Rohan noticed a slightly trembling pile of corpses on the broken bridge. Next to it were the steel remains of several Khorne Steel Bulls.

Obviously, if this survivor is not a Chaos Knight, he is probably a high-ranking Khorne commander.

After pulling out the rune sword and landing on the broken bridge, Rohan directly took out an incendiary bomb from the system space and threw it into the pile of corpses.

Bang bang~

The aroma of barbecued meat immediately wafted from the pile of corpses. However, Rohan's face did not show a look of disgust. Instead, he observed the pile of corpses with interest.

It was just roasting people, but he had already witnessed Hal Goncy's Witch Spirit Ceremony with his own eyes. This kind of scene was too childish for him.

The burning flames lasted for several minutes. If Rohan hadn't been able to use his divine power to observe the Chaos Lord locked inside and pretending to be dead, he might have really turned around and left.

As the human bodies in the pile of corpses continued to twist, Rohan sat on another pile of corpses, patiently waiting for the Chaos Lord inside to come out on his own initiative.

Not being an Astartes, Rohan didn't think that the Chaos Lord who had not yet ascended to demonhood could withstand this kind of fire with his mortal body.

"Ha! Hiss~hu~"

Finally, Sigurd, who had been hiding in the pile of corpses, could no longer bear the double blow of suffocation and high temperature. He jumped out of the pile of corpses and ran to the open space next to him to gasp for air.

At this time, Sigurd was severely burned all over his body, whether it was due to incendiary bombs or [solar flares]. Even the once scarlet and gorgeous blasphemous armor showed signs of melting!

Looking at the elf with holy wings in front of him, Sigurd was stunned for a moment, then glanced in the air, raised the battle ax in his hand and shouted:

"Damn you bastard, I will chop off your skull and use it as a bowl! Sacrifice your blood to the blood god, and sacrifice your skull to the skull throne!"

After saying that, regardless of his own injuries, he waved the double axes in his hands and rushed towards Rohan, as if he was really planning to fight to the death like a devout Khorne warrior.

It's a pity that his little thoughts could not escape Rohan's eyes. This kind of expressiveness should not appear in a Chaos Lord pretending to be dead.

No matter how you look at it, there is someone behind it!

Qiang~

With a flash of blue light, the rune sword in Rohan's hand directly deflected Sigurd's double axe, and then used his wings to glide and stab the opponent in the head.

The property of [Shattered Armor] allowed the rune sword to easily pierce the opponent's slightly melted profane battle ax, and then directly penetrated Sigurd's head.

"Ahhhhh-no, this shouldn't be my fate-"

The huge horned helmet shattered, revealing Sigurd's face that had shrunk due to lack of water. His body, which was a bit taller than Rohan, also knelt on the ground, and then fell to the ground.

Without any suspense, the Norscan champion lord who had experienced countless bloody duels in the chaotic wasteland just disappeared into the long river of history with resentment and confusion.

"You must be colleagues, are you just watching me kill him?"

Seeing Sigurd dying under his own sword, Rohan stabbed the opponent's heart with the claws of the Holy Glory, crushed his body and soul together, and then turned to look at the figure in the air:

The dark red devil wings kept dancing behind him, and the damaged flesh membrane made Rohan wonder how the other party managed to fly;

The dark red armor is constantly flowing with blood lines, and his left hand is holding a head of the Slaanesh demon, exuding an aura that is familiar and disgusting to Rohan;

In her right hand, she held a rune war spear braving the flames of hell, hanging beside her demonic hooves like a vampire.

It’s Valkia, the blood queen known as the [Bride of Khorne]!

But...he's not bald?

Rohan looked curiously at the 'Devil Princess' with long white hair and two devil horns on her head, and then pinched Sigurd's heart.

There is no doubt that after being cursed by the [Xuanxi Claw], which symbolizes the source of light magic, Sigurd who threw himself into chaos will disappear from the world forever, both in body and soul.

Looking at Rohan who was crushing Sigurd's heart below, Valkia's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and then she patiently explained in a slightly hoarse voice:

"If he really fights bravely from his heart, then I will indeed save him, but it's a pity that he is just a loser and does not even have the courage to face you.

I am Valkia, the [Blood Queen] of Khorne. I originally planned to kill you this time, but now I can give you another choice:

I admire you very much. Although you and your troops actually use despicable muskets and magic to fight, if you are willing to join the ranks of the [Lord of Blood], then I will intercede for you and make you my compatriot.

"

I have to say that compared to the ugly bald female devil in my impression, the words of the white-haired devil in front of me are quite convincing.

After all, Valkia is Khorne's caring little quilt. She is deeply loved by Khorne, just like Khorne's own daughter, and she is under Khorne's gaze almost all the time.

If the other party is really willing to plead for mercy in person, it would be equivalent to the world's top company boss's daughter personally coming to recruit people, and the treatment would be so good that they don't need it.

If Rohan was first discovered by Khorne when he first came to this world, then it is really uncertain whether this proposal would be considered.

Even at that moment, Lohan's eyes were slightly blurred, as if he was about to agree to this tempting proposal the next second.

Looking at Rohan who was slightly sluggish, a smile appeared on Valkia's charming face, obviously thinking that she had a chance to win.

It's a pity that Lohan is no longer the novice time traveler he once was. He is now the chosen one of Ms. Misty, equivalent to a shareholder of a listed company!

If you want the shareholders of the company to go to other companies to work as clerks, even if you get a high salary, they will not be as comfortable as your own company with a promising future.

"Takar, it's easy to talk!"

After only a few seconds, Rohan's eyes regained their brightness, and then he glanced at the shield in Valkia's left hand with an ugly expression, suppressing his anger and said:

"What an attractive offer. If you hadn't used that shield to hypnotize me, maybe I would really consider this suggestion."

Is that the [Rosfasi Shield] that can influence the minds of others in battle... It's really hard to guard against!

If it hadn't been for the [Bracelet of Slann's Blessing] presented by Mekasha on his wrist at the last critical moment that suddenly brought him back to his senses, he might have already agreed.

You must know that in [Warhammer World], the four gods of Chaos pay special attention to contracts.

There was once an Imperial man who joked that he was a follower of the Evil God, but the Evil God actually came and forcibly promoted him to the Demon Prince!

(This seems to be true)

If he really agrees, he will really become a Khorne believer!

"Really? That's such a pity. If a handsome and capable elf like you is unwilling to become a servant of the Lord of Blood, it will be a waste of your martial arts."

Hearing that Rohan actually refused, Valkia's face showed a sad look, but then it was replaced by a crazy smile.

The well-proportioned wings began to dance continuously, and the [Slaupania's War Spear] named after the devil aimed at Rohan's head and flew towards it!

"Since you are unwilling to become a warrior of the [Lord of Blood], then I will kill you, and then ask the great Khorne to upgrade your soul and make you my new comrade!"

"Ha? Are you a yandere who came out of some drama? If you want me to become evil, you can try it!"

The holy wings also began to flap continuously. Although he was not very familiar with aerial combat, Rohan still raised his rune sword and faced it without fear.

After so many years of development, his paper data has become much better than before, and he can almost compete with those first-class legendary lords!

A guy who will be beaten by the Witch King with one hand in the future shouldn't be that strong at all, right?

It's a pity that Rohan didn't notice that his fearless behavior at this time made Valkia on the opposite side even more energetic.

Knowing that she is the [Blood Queen], he actually dares to duel with her. This is no longer an ordinary elf. He must become a Khorne believer!

Obviously, a real ace air battle is about to begin...

————On the other side, Prague City Wall

"That is Khorne's [Blood Queen], we must find a way to help him!"

Looking at the two figures dueling in the sky in the distance, Peter looked anxiously at the Dwarf High King next to him, hoping that he could think of a solution.

The promised 100 carts of food haven't been delivered yet, and the Chaos army hasn't left yet. That elf chief can't die now!

Faced with Peter's request, Erickson only felt a slight toothache and couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, after all, Valkia once massacred a dwarf kingdom and committed various cruel crimes against the dwarves.

Compared to Rohan, who is still unfamiliar with her, she is the real enemy written in the "Book of Great Hatred". Just for the sake of the small book, she has to help even if she doesn't say anything!

"Don't worry, that elf is not as weak as it looks. There will always be a way..."

Two figures, one red and one blue, kept colliding, and Rohan and Valkia, who were fighting in the air, also attracted the attention of everyone present.

Even the Druchi warriors who were massacring the Norscans and the Norscans who were passively beaten stopped fighting, staring at the angels and demons in the sky.

They all know that the battle between mortals has become irrelevant, and what really matters now is the battle between the two chosen ones!

(End of chapter)