Chapter 258: Confronting Loken
In the village of Wardren, there is a huge metal seat in the center of the square, and a giant wearing simple and noble clothes sat on it.
The tall and strong Vicu people stood in front of him like a child who had not grown up. At this time, a Vicu leader in armor was bowing his head to report to the giant.
"Master, the supplies have been delivered, and we are ready to reopen the war."
"Hmph! Is it finally here?"
The giant stood up from the seat with dissatisfaction, "Then let's start, this farce is over, my warriors, crush those blasphemous mortals!"
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In the night elves front camp across the river, commander-in-chief Nawaz noticed the clamoring atmosphere of Wardrenne, put down the telescope in his hand, and a sad look appeared on his face.
"It seems that the supply of the Vicu people has arrived, and this war without any chance of victory is likely to be inevitable."
Although Loken is the weakest in combat among all the guardians, it is only compared with other Titan guardians. Facing mortals, he still has an overwhelming strength advantage.
Nawaz turned his head solemnly and said to the adjutant, "Be prepared to fight and push the remaining arcane puppets to the front line. We must block the attacks of Loken and the Vicu people, and at least persist until Lord Andrea comes back!"
With Loken himself pressing the formation to boost morale, the Viccos roared excitedly and rushed out of Wardren.
They ignored their companions who were bombarded by magic cannons, and turned a blind eye to the large group of comrades covered by the joint spells of the upper elf mage group. They just raised their heads and used 120% of their strength to charge bravely.
Facing the high morale of Vicu people, Nawaz calmly mobilized the night elves army to take a defensive move.
One round of energy will fade and then decay and then exhaust.
Nawaz, who has been through the battle for a long time, believes that this group of Vicu people who have been fed with chicken blood cannot maintain this state for a long time. As long as they can block their most threatening first wave of impact, he will be confident that he will continue to delay the situation without Loken joining the war.
However, as the king of wisdom, Loken was proficient in various strategies, and he could easily see through the intentions of the Night Elf Commander.
"Ha~ Do you hope for reinforcements?"
"Boom!"
As Loken stretched forward with his left hand flashing with golden light, violent lightning struck into the night elves' camp out of nowhere. The night elves soldiers were caught off guard and suddenly fell over.
The continuous lightning forced the arcanes to stop attacking and instead began to build a defensive barrier covering the entire camp.
Without the support of the mage group, the impact of the Vicu people became even more fierce. More than a dozen arcane puppets were demolished on the front line. The night elf warrior and bear-shaped druid standing side by side with the arcane puppets immediately rushed up.
With close forces, casualties on both sides continued to rise. Compared with the Weiku people with good fertility, this kind of life-for-life fighting method is very disadvantageous for the night elves.
Nawaz pursed his lips tightly and ordered loudly, "Rifle Squad is ready, three-stage shooting!"
Three rows of elves holding magic rifles took turns to fire magic beams. The magic machine guns that consumed huge energy also began to show their power, and the charge momentum of the Vicuts was temporarily blocked.
But the threat caused by Loken, who was hiding behind, summoning lightning one after another, was very obvious. The defensive barriers jointly arranged by the arcanes were shaking under the bombardment of lightning. He easily restrained the Arcanist Legion of thousands of people.
Not only that, while suppressing the Arcane Legion, Loken can also pull out his hands to shoot some Arcane Puppets on the field. As the number of puppets decreases, the pressure on the night elves, which were originally stable in the front line, is getting greater and greater.
The Chimera Cavalry and the Ancestor Dragoon in the sky were entangled, and they could not decide the winner in a short period of time, but the situation was turning toward the Vicuts under the guidance of Loken.
"Locken, stop!"
A blue lightning suddenly struck down from the sky, less than one meter away from where Loken stood. The splashed soil even came to the King of Wisdom, making him frown.
"boom!"
A giant fell from the sky with a bang, and the huge mass caused the nearby ground to shake violently.
"hold head high!"
As the huge blue ancestor dragon let out an angry roar, most of the red ancestor dragons controlled by the Viku people began to tremble on the spot, and they clamped their tails and landed on the ground in shame.
"Torim..."
Loken looked at the giant who had landed on the ground with a gloomy expression. He looked puzzled and vigilant in his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect that Torim, who had been autistic for many years, would suddenly leave the Storm Temple and come to the Grizzly Hills.
"Locken, what are you doing!"
Torim looked at the situation on the battlefield and angrily said to Loken's duty, "Did you forget what you scolded me? How can the Guardian participate in the war of mortals? What are you thinking!"
Loken's face changed, and he quickly changed into a warm smile. "Torim, don't be excited. My family has been invaded by foreign species. They asked me for help. I can't just turn a blind eye, right?"
"What is an alien species!"
Torim pointed at Loken with a warhammer and retorted, "The night elves were rooted in Northrend many years ago. Don't tell me you don't know the existence of Shandara City!"
"Haha, that's it..."
Before Loken rolled his eyes and came up with a more appropriate excuse, Torim interrupted him, "Stop talking nonsense! I have important things to ask you."
Staring at Loken tightly, Torim followed Andrea's advice and kept watching the subtle expression on his face, saying word by word, "Loken, Sif is actually dead in your hands, right?"
Loken's face showed a look of horror for a moment. Although he covered it up very quickly, Torim, who had been staring at him, still noticed the flash of horror expression.
The expression on his face became more and more kind, but Loken's left hand quietly carried it behind him. "Torim, what are you talking nonsense? Sif died at the hands of Angrim. Didn't the truth be revealed at the beginning?"
Torim, immersed in sadness and anger, did not notice this detail. Andrea hurriedly whispered beside him, "Please pay attention to his left hand, be careful of Loken's small movements."
Torim quickly calmed down at the reminder, and he asked in a deep voice again, "Where is the evidence? I was so angry that I killed Angrim without saying a word, but I did not get any proof of the crime committed by the Frost Giants."
"Also, how did Tyre die, why did he be subjected to Zakaz who had long been sealed by us..."
Loken's face changed continuously. Before Torim finished speaking, he suddenly looked at the sky behind Torim in surprise. "Freya, why are you here?"
"Um?"
Just as Torim was about to turn around and check, Andrea didn't care to hide himself and whispered, "Don't be fooled!"
Loken's left hand, covered with golden lightning, stretched out to Torim, and was about to hit Torim, who was indifferent to concentration.
At the critical moment, Torim turned his head back and hurriedly raised the hammer to block Loken's attack route.
"Bang!"
The golden and blue lightning collided, and the weaker Loken and Torim fought a draw.
He was dominated by the fear in his heart and failed to get a blow. Loken never dared to stay again, and turned into a golden lightning to escape to the horizon.
"Stop! I haven't finished asking yet!"
Torim immediately planned to ask his mount to follow Loken, but Andrea stood up and stopped him.
"Stop chasing him, once he escapes into Odur, you'll be looking for death when you arrive at him."
"Torim, you should calm down and think carefully about what you are going to do next."
Chapter completed!