The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 288 The Fleeing Night King

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 288 The Fleeing Night King

"Hehehe, keep running, I want to see how long this cat and mouse game can go on."

Looking at the Night King below who was using ice magic, Rohan couldn't help but have uncontrollable murderous intent in his eyes.

Just a few days ago, Rohan had relied on his strong body to forcefully fly over the Frost and Snow Fang that was blocking Druchi's army like a natural chasm, and finally entered the land of eternal winter.

However, the Night King, a half-dead ghost, didn't know where he got the news, and he actually chose to lead the entire White Walker army in the Land of Eternal Winter quickly south, escaping Rohan's first round of pursuit.

In this case, Rohan had to send out all the Silver Dragon Knights to look for traces of the White Walkers, preparing to end the battle with the White Walkers north of the Great Wall.

Unexpectedly, the Night King was very cunning. Not only did he deliberately let his White Walker men pretend to be him to trick Rohan, but he also used ice magic to kill several Silver Dragon Knights!

MD, even in the war of unification of Pendor continent, the losses have never been so heavy!

Qiang——

The little fire phoenix was constantly flying between Rohan's golden claws. Rohan looked at the Night King and the White Walkers beside him with a stern expression, and roared angrily:

"You have killed so many dragons, and if I don't imprison your soul and torture it, I would be sorry for my status!"

“…It’s shameless to say so!”

Hearing Rohan's unabashed disdain, the Night King couldn't help but look up at the dozens of silver dragons flying in the sky, and the corners of his frosty eyes twitched slightly.

A few days ago, he killed a nearly 100-meter giant silver dragon for the first time, and he thought he could finally have his own silver dragon through corpse transformation.

Unexpectedly, just when he was riding his newly corrupted Frost Silver Dragon and preparing to enjoy the joy of flying in the sky, Rohan suddenly appeared and attacked him.

The fire phoenix, which was as big as a silver dragon, instantly swallowed up the entire zombie-turned-silver dragon, and the Night King on the dragon's saddle had no choice but to jump from a high altitude before his butt was cold.

Since then, these pointed-eared creatures have appeared in the land of eternal winter like flowers everywhere, and have begun to madly hunt down all the living creatures they see:

Whether it was the corpses wandering around because they lost control, or the savages who had not yet reached the south, they were all slaughtered by the sharp blades with pointed ears.

Along the way, he even saw the corpses of several children of the forest. Apparently these elves did not even let go of the old crow!

Even Azor Ahai thousands of years ago had never hit the Cold God so hard. This was no longer a simple invader from another world. He had to hit hard!

After thinking about it, the Night King raised the ice spear shining with crystal white light in his hand and shouted in an ancient language that was almost hysterical:

"Intruders must be eliminated!"

"How could it be solved by a small character like you!"

Looking at the seemingly powerful spear in the Night King's hand, although Rohan looked down on him, he still poured all his divine power into the sword of 'Gwendalion' in his right hand.

The faint blue electric light quickly covered the entire sword body, and even the surrounding air crackled under the influence of this powerful divine power.

"Just in time for you to experience the swordsmanship of Hess that can surpass Ulthuan!"

After easily dodging several ice spikes directed at him, Rohan began to flap the wings on his back and flew towards the Night King below.

Since Luo Han is now two meters tall, this giant sword in his hand is like a half-hand sword used by ordinary people, and waves of sword flowers dance in Luo Han's hand.

"Phoenix Flame!"

"Ice Sorrow!"

Along with the roars of Rohan and the Night King, the blue giant sword shining with electric light slashed hard on the ice spear stabbed by the Night King, and countless magic ripples spread to the surroundings.

The angle of this slash from the sky was extremely tricky. Even the Night King felt a sound of ice breaking from the tiger's mouth. It was obvious that his body had been broken.

The Night King's expression changed greatly, and he immediately withdrew his spear and jumped back, then stabbed Rohan's neck again, preparing to use his speed to win.

"This guy is stronger than me and cannot be defeated!"

Unfortunately, just when the tip of the Night King's spear was about to touch Rohan's neck, a sharp golden claw gripped the barrel of the spear tightly.

Rohan actually held the spear thrust by the Night King with just his left hand!

"you……"

Before the Night King could recover, Luo Han violently crushed the ice spear in his hand, then flew forward and kicked the opponent away.

Boom boom boom——

The Night King's body flew backwards like a cannonball, and the powerful impact even knocked down several thousand-year-old trees!

When the rising snow mist gradually dispersed, the Night King stood up from the snow in a slightly embarrassed manner, looked at his sunken chest and exclaimed:

"Such great strength. A strong man like you should be considered a legend in your hometown, right?"

After a short round of fighting, he already had a rough idea of ​​Rohan's strength, and it was obviously not something he could fight against in his current state.

"Legendary, are you talking about me?"

Luo Han, who originally planned to continue the pursuit, couldn't help but touch his chin. Is he really strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the legendary lord?

However, after recalling that he had witnessed the Witch King cutting off a mountain with a magic blade, Rohan decisively shook his head and refused:

"I won't accept your flag-planting. With my current strength, in my home world, I can only be regarded as a very powerful God's Chosen One, and I have no qualifications to be called a legend."

"Really... It must be very difficult to live in a world surrounded by strong people like that, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

After hearing the Night King's sigh, Rohan's brows instantly frowned. He could feel that the other party was delaying time.

With the help of divine power perception, Luo Han did not feel anything strange from the other party. Could it be some kind of magical clone that can isolate the divine power search?

As expected, the corners of the Night King's mouth raised slightly, and after patting the snowflakes on his body, he sighed with a somewhat regretful voice:

"It's a pity. Although I really want to have a real duel with you, I don't want this battle to turn into a group fight."

"Really, so you chose to abandon your subordinates and escape alone? There are still dozens of White Walkers left here~"

Looking at the opponent's body that was constantly turning into ice and snow, Luohan watched with interest as the opponent's body continued to disappear, and then he nuzzled at the White Walkers on the battlefield.

On the battlefield in the distance, the purple armor symbolizing the Druchi elves has occupied most of the snowfield, while the gray-white color symbolizing the corpses is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is a good practical training. Everyone fights hard for me!"

Rissadilan's hands were holding the elf scimitar tightly, dancing gracefully among the ghouls like an elegant dancer, cutting off the heads of countless ghouls in an instant.

Behind him were a total of about 12,000 Druchi elf warriors from Gran Town, and 5,000 'Mist Walkers' who had received the blessing of the Lady of the Mist.

In addition, the war hydra, which is nicknamed "Wangcai", has finally reached its adult body after experiencing several difficult sheddings and battles:

More than 20 meters tall, it is as huge as a small mountain. Its five ferocious red snake heads are as ferocious as evil ghosts descending from the earth, frantically killing the surrounding corpses.

"Kill that big guy, climb on top of it and attack!"

Under the control of the White Walkers, the wights waved the rusty weapons in their hands fearlessly, and even attacked with their teeth, trying to leave wounds on the hydra's body.

Roar?!

Looking at those corpses that couldn't even scratch their own scales, a humanized disdain flashed across the five pairs of eyes of the hydra, and then it slowly opened its five mouths.

Rumble——

Five pillars of fire several meters thick instantly erupted from the mouth of the hydra, turning into fire dragons and engulfing the corpses around them who tried to get closer.

How could the ghoul, which was originally resurrected from corpses, be able to withstand such a raging flame? It was almost instantly turned into ashes by the corrosive flames of the hydra.

Roar~

Looking at the ashes flying all over the sky, the hydra couldn't help but let out an arrogant snort, and then continued to engage in the battle.

This battle was very frustrating for it, not because these ghouls could cause serious harm to it, but because these ghouls were all corrupted human corpses, and it couldn't keep its mouth shut.

"It's really scary. The invaders from another world probably don't have an army that can compete with you on the entire continent, right?"

Seeing the battlefield turned into a sea of ​​fire not far away, the melting Night King couldn't help but let out a sigh, and then shook his head helplessly.

In order to completely eliminate the threat of the Night King in a short period of time, Lohan can be said to have moved out all the property in Grand Town this time!

Looking at the White Walkers in the distance who were being chopped into pieces by the Mist Walkers, the Night King looked at Rohan's eyes meaningfully for the last time, and then said slowly:

"They will be left to you. Soon we will meet at the Great Wall of Despair, and then we will have a battle of life and death!"

After saying that, he ignored the desperate White Walker subordinates and turned into a ball of scattered snowflakes and disappeared on the battlefield.

Looking at the empty snow, Luo Han vigilantly scanned the surrounding environment with his divine power, then inserted his sword into the ground and complained:

"This is too cowardly. After all, they are still my subordinates. Are you going to give up so easily?"

If he remembered correctly, in order to create a new White Walker, the Night King himself needed to use magic to transform a human baby and corrupt it into a little White Walker.

If you think about training a baby with no ability to survive in the bitter cold land outside the wall to become a White Walker warrior, the resources consumed alone may be enough to give the Night King a headache.

After all, the growing White Walkers need to drink blood!

(wiki setting, I don’t know if it’s true or false)

Thinking of this, Rohan turned his attention to these White Walkers who had lost their fighting spirit, and asked curiously:

"So, are you willing to surrender?"

"Surrender, are you kidding me? The mission His Highness the Night King gave us is to delay time. We can delay you until you die of old age!"

Since Rohan's identity as an elf is unclear, the leading White Walker seems to have no idea how funny his words are to the ears of the elves.

Looking at these White Walkers who would rather die than surrender, Lohan had no intention of persuading them. After all, his persuasion to surrender just now was just a temporary move.

brush--

As the big sword in Luo Han's hand was swung by, Luo Han silently looked at the ice crystals scattered on the ground and the corpses that fell to the ground after losing control in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.

The Night King said that he would fight to the death with him, but he always used a few White Walkers to control thousands of White Walkers to delay his march.

Although these attacks were not enough to cause any casualties to the elven army, they could always rely on terrain and sneak attacks to force Druchi to stop and rest.

How despicable!

However, it is not that Lohan has no way to deal with this:

"Risa Dilan, how was the training going this time? Were there any serious casualties?"

"Lohan Lord, according to our previous plan, the new soldiers who have just arrived at the front line from Gran Town will be responsible for the combat mission this time.

About two hundred soldiers were slightly injured, and a dozen soldiers were unfortunately affected by the magic of the White Walkers. Fortunately, they were all frostbitten and did not suffer much battle damage."

As a young elf who is only a few hundred years old, Rissadilan is not as experienced as Daario in handling adjutant affairs, but he is still quite satisfactory.

Since the combat effectiveness of those zombies was not outstanding, Rohan did not choose to let the experienced mist walkers take the lead, but instead let the new recruits take the lead.

However, although they are new recruits, their combat experience and weapons and equipment are far from what Westeros can match:

Due to the new equipment obtained from the arsenal, even the lowest-level Dark Swordsman can use full-body steel armor mixed with ebony steel, as well as ebony dueling swords that are as sharp as clay.

In addition, as the news of Rohan's victory over the "Kane Incarnation Pseudo" in the duel gradually spread, more and more Black Ark pirates and shadows came to defect.

For these experienced veterans, Rohan naturally accepted all comers and equipped them with the latest weapons forged in the arsenal.

Although the details of the weapons may not be as good as the master craftsmen of Naggarond, in order to temper the craftsman apprentices who have just started in the arsenal, Rohan believes that it is all worth it.

After all, in the future, if there is a problem with the relationship between oneself and Nagarond, then having self-sufficient food and weapons will be the most important logistical support.

What's more, apart from those Valyrian steel swords that have not yet appeared in Westeros, is there any magical weapon that can compete with the indestructible and light ebony sword?

Looking at the tens of thousands of Druchi warriors, Rohan couldn't help but feel a heroic feeling of commanding the three armies in his heart.

"Take a good rest, warriors. There will be a more wonderful world in the south waiting for us to conquer, Druch!"

"Blood, glory, victory!"

(End of chapter)