Chapter 549: The Destruction of the Tzeenthi Demon Army
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At dawn, about thirty kilometers away from Landuin's Tomb, the Eternal Legion of Tzeentch and the Plague Legion of Nurgle were still fighting.
Carlos the Weaver of Destiny was covered in scars all over his body. His feathers that were already extremely bald were almost completely plucked out. The movements of the plague sword were not fast, but Carlos was enveloped by the terrible disease, and his speed changed.
Slowly, Destiny Weaver could smell the rotting smell of his own internal organs while breathing.
The situation of the Father of Plague is definitely not that good. This five or six meter tall demon under Nurgle was beaten by the witchcraft and attacks of the Destiny Weaver, leaving traces of scorch and penetration all over his skin.
, one of its eyes was burned out, and one of its horns was cut off.
The entire swamp is full of traces of the battle between the demons of Nurgle and the demons of Tzeentch.
The sorcerous flames of the Tzeentch Demons faced off against the unique ichor of the Nurgle Demons. In an extremely fierce tug-of-war, these two Chaos Demon Legions fought bravely without giving up until they completely annihilated every opponent. They didn't care at all.
casualties.
The hairy flies born in Nurgle's garden buzzed and formed thick and dark swarms under the sky. The small Nurgling spirits sang the praises of their loving fathers, carrying a large amount of plague Nurgling flies.
Time after time, the Grim Daemons extinguished the sorcerous flames of the Daemons of Tzeentch.
Of course, demonic weapons can hurt these disgusting Nurgle demons, but for Nurgle demons, unless it is a critical part, it is just an additional wound on their festering and decaying skin.
This is a painless thing for Nurgle demons, because their bodies are already riddled with holes and pulp due to decay, ulceration, and disease.
After the weapons of Tzeentch demons injure Nurgle demons, you won't even see blood. All they spit out are various intestinal juices, bile, pus, and body oils. Their skin will be broken with a poke, and after being injured, nothing but wounds will be seen.
Going deeper, the demons of Nurgle don't even feel any pain.
But Nurgle Demons also have their weaknesses, that is, these guys move slowly. Their overly swollen bodies and broken torsos make their movements very difficult, so these Nurgle Demons move quite slowly.
Even so, the Demon Army of Tzeentch was at a disadvantage in the duel with the Demon Army of Nurgle, and the blue Eternal Legion began to lose ground to the green Legion of Disease.
The Destiny Weaver knew what was going on, and when it thought of this, its two bird heads smoked with anger.
The Demonic Army of Tzeentch has gone through several wars since its arrival in Britannia. Even if they have won all of them, they still suffered certain losses, which are naturally not as good as the full force of the Plague Legion.
And the Destiny Weaver himself is the same. The greatest demon under Tzeentch, who originally obtained the fifth holy object, has built an energy channel from the realm of chaos to the mortal world. It should surely defeat the father of disease Ku-
Gass, but in the battles with the knightly army, Ryan, Kalad, Morgiana, Bohemond and later the forest king Orion, Destiny Weaver used up too much magic power.
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This can't go on like this! The Destiny Weaver realized that it must quickly decide the outcome with the Father of Plague, otherwise it would sooner or later be drained of its vitality by Nurgle's plague. Out of precise planning and thinking, Carlos immediately opened his mouth
His own wings quickly shortened the distance between him and the Great Demon of Nurgle.
Ku-Gath, the Father of Plague, also saw Carlos's plan, but the Great Demon of Nurgle was not known for his speed. In the blink of an eye, Destiny Weaver had flown over the head of the Father of Plague, and the witchcraft scepter came down on his head.
, very few things can survive the onslaught of the Destiny Weaver.
Ku-Gath would definitely not do nothing. The greatest demon under Nurgle knew that there was no way he could dodge Carlos' attack, so he immediately raised his plague sword to resist.
The huge air wave overturned all the nearby Chaos Demons, and the battle between the two Chaos Demons was enough to turn the bystanders into pieces.
The witchcraft scepter hit the great sword of plague, and the two heads of the Destiny Weaver stared angrily at the fat and ugly face of the father of plague. If it weren't for these Nurgle demons, it would have definitely completed its plan at this time!
The witchcraft scepter hit the surface of the plague sword hard, and a foul-smelling green mist spurted out. The poisonous mist sprayed from the plague sword, the father of the plague, could kill most mortals in the world almost instantly.
, even the Destiny Weaver was stung by the poisonous mist and couldn't open his eyes.
"Carlos, you and your master, the Crow God, are doomed to fail. This is the rule of the Chaos Realm!" Ku-Gas roared.
"Watch yourself destroyed! Ku-Gas!" The Destiny Weaver also roared. It did not stop chanting the incantation for a moment, and its cold and ruthless tone further accelerated.
Until the colorful sacred fire of Tzeentch erupted from its staff, and the witchcraft staff of Destiny Weaver erupted with terrifying bright light. The Great Demon Nurgle only felt that his eyes were swallowed by the flames, and Ku-
Gas was deprived of all sense
, the witchcraft flames dispelled its poisonous mist, and the strange holy fire that burned its body caused great pain to the Great Demon Nurgle. The Father of Plague screamed and fell backwards, its entire face
His body and chest were all scorched black by the flames.
"I will not return to my master's garden!"
The Father of Plague burst out with unparalleled rage. It let out a scream that contained nothing but pure hatred. Ku-Gath's belly suddenly swelled. It opened its mouth and spit out a large stream of three pieces of water.
The plague pus is more than one meter high and two meters wide!
All the Tzeentch demons trying to protect the Destiny Weaver instantly melted into this extremely horrific filth, and in the end there was only a cesspool filled with yellow-green pus in the entire place.
"Ahhh! Ahhhhhh!!!" Destiny Weaver felt that its whole body was melting. It let out the most miserable scream, and all the Tzeentch demons who tried to protect it were instantly swallowed up and melted.
In this filth.
The two Chaos Demons were severely injured at the same time. Ku-Gath tore his own skin painfully. It took a long time for it to escape from the witchcraft flames of the Destiny Weaver. Several large holes were burned through its body, which made the Nagath...
The greatest demon under Kuzuo felt extremely painful.
And the condition of the Destiny Weaver is definitely not that good. No Chaos Demon, including the Nurgle Demon, dares to approach the area covered by the pus vomited by the Father of Plague, which is constantly bubbling, boiling and rolling.
The smell of the yellow-green ichor is enough to knock out even the most powerful Chaos Demon on the spot.
Relying on exhausting all its magic power at the last moment, the Destiny Weaver barely managed to avoid being melted into a ball of pus by the pus. It struggled to get up. The Great Demon of Tzeentch had traces of corrosion from the pus all over his body. On its wings
The feathers of the bird were burned cleanly, and bones were visible in every wound on the body. One bird's neck was almost burned off, and the other bird's neck was not much better.
But it still crawled out of the pollution, even in great embarrassment.
The serious injuries of the two Chaos Demons greatly affected the stability of the connection between the mortal world and the Chaos Realm. After losing their energy, the Eternal Legion of Tzeentch and the Plague Legion of Nurgle turned into ashes in patches, leaving only a handful of them.
The demons are still lingering, either praising Saint Traitor or grateful for their father's love.
"Hoo~ Hoo~" Ku-Gath tried to raise his plague sword. Carlos knew that he could not give the Nurgle Demon a chance to recover. It released its last power and flashed in front of Ku-Gath: "Fight
The master of fate must suffer!"
Five sacred objects appeared in Carlos' hands.
Those are the five lost holy objects of Britannia, the five lances given to the twelve first-generation Holy Grail Knights by the Fairy of the Lake.
"This is..." Demon Nurgle opened his eyes wide: "You actually..."
The severely injured Father of Plague was finally unable to fight against the holy object summoned by Carlos. It watched helplessly as five lances pierced into its chest under the control of Destiny Weaver.
Along with the shrill screams, the heart of the Father of Plague was completely penetrated by five lances, and the Destiny Weaver screamed: "You will not defeat me here! Ku-Gath!"
"Hmm~" Ku-Gas breathed deeply, it was defeated, it knew that it would be exiled.
"Don't get too proud too soon." Ku-Gas suddenly laughed, and the Great Demon Nurgle grabbed Carlos's arm before he died: "The whole world will fight against you! You have already lost, Carlos
,This will not be your last failure.”
After saying this, the Great Demon of Nurgle screamed, and its body collapsed, automatically disintegrating amidst its wails and turning into ashes.
With the defeat of the Father of Plague, the entire Nurgle Plague Legion also lost its connection point to the mortal world, and all Nurgle demons automatically melted away in screams.
Only the Daemon of Tzeentch remained in the swamps of Mousilon, and when the Destiny Weaver came back from the joy of defeating the Father of Plague, it already felt something was wrong.
Time has come to noon, and the Tzeentch demon army that once made Carlos feel extremely proud is now gone. There are only less than a thousand Chaos demons left out of tens of thousands, and the portal has been destroyed by Nurgle demons.
To make matters worse, Destiny Weaver was severely injured, and the disgusting pus is still eroding its body. It tried to release a healing spell but could not feel any magic. Neither did the Tzeentch demons under its command.
As such, many Daemons of Tzeentch were destroyed on the spot as the winds of Chaos weakened without being harmed at all.
At this moment, the horn sounded.
"Duwu~duwu~"
The allied forces of humans, dwarves, and wood elves, who had been watching the entire battle not far away, re-entered the battlefield and firmly surrounded the Destiny Weaver and its eternal army!
Artillery fire roared, and the artillery from the imperial army and the dwarf army opened fire at full speed. The artillery fire covered the entire position of the Tzeentch demon army.
Arrows were like rain, and the wood elves and human armies fired their bows together. The heavy rain of arrows harvested the remaining Tzeentch demons one after another. The dwarf musketeers and human musketeers opened fire together, and the dense barrage killed the powerful enemies.
Damn it! The Destiny Weaver had already sensed something extremely bad. Before it could react, the entire battlefield was completely obscured by a huge sound of artillery.
"boom!!!"
The sacred light of the Lake Fairy enveloped the battlefield, and a terrifying blooming cannonball landed on Carlos's location. Amidst the dazzling light and the earth-shattering explosion, a dozen Tzeentch demons beside Carlos
It was blown to pieces on the spot.
This is the power of the super-heavy artillery "Morgiana's New Toy", a killer weapon newly developed by Ryan and made by combining the power of gods and dwarven engineering!
"Ugh!" One of Destiny Weaver's wings was blown to pieces in the explosion. It has lost the ability to fly. Currently, it is only relying on the magic staff to support its body from falling. It shouted feebly.
Screaming, angrily denounced the despicableness of these orderly races, and cursed the damn Nurgle and the ignorance of the Nurgle demon army under its command.
It is losing the war.
Just in the east, Ryan, who was covered in silver flames, rode on the huge griffon Imperius and fought all the way. All the Tzeentch demons in front of him fled in panic. Those enemies who tried to stop the Lady of the Lake from choosing the champion had been swept away.
, the sharp claws of the gryphon tore and crushed the Tzeentch demon, and rushed directly towards Carlos.
In the south, the knights of Britannia and the imperial knights gathered together, and launched the final charge under the leadership of the three great knights of the Holy Grail, including Berhemond, Francois, and Calard.
Thunder, spears like a forest.
In the west, the wood elves, led by Orion and Araloth, blew the wild horn. The woodland cavalry, the wild cavalry, the wild forest rangers and the sword dancers formed a green wave. Orian charged at the forefront, and it was ready to
Consider Carlos's bird head your best trophy!
At this time, even the most confident and powerful demon under Tzeentch felt that something was wrong. It was seriously injured and no longer had the ability to deal with so many powerful enemies at the same time.
It tried to retreat. The Destiny Weaver knew that it was not the group of idiots and fools under Khorne, and it would not fight to the end. Just when the coalition forces of Order from three directions swept across the demon and approached its location, Carlos
Finally decided to retreat.
Its figure began to become erratic, and it was leaving the mortal world and returning to the Crystal Maze of Tzeentch in the realm of chaos.
The remaining Tzeentch demons desperately blocked the attack of Ryan and others, so that Carlos could leave with the holy objects. The remaining Tzeentch demons were the most powerful beings favored by Carlos, and they slowed down the pace of the coalition's attack.
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It seems that no one can stop Destiny Weaver from leaving.
And there is a god who has been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The thick clouds opened in the divine light of the goddess, and the beautiful figure of the lake fairy appeared in the mortal world. Lilith closed her eyes tightly, and she recited an ancient spell, and the shining white energy vortex swallowed up her destiny.
The weaver's body pulled the chaos demon into the trap of light woven by the goddess.
"No! No!" In the whirlpool of light, the great demon Tzeentch yelled frantically.
"Don't even think about taking away my sacred objects from the mortal world!" The face of the Lake Fairy was full of coldness and anger at this time. She increased the output of her divine power: "Go back to your dirty realm of chaos! The evil god's
running dog!"
"No! No! No! I won't fail like this! I will come back, and by then, the world will be destroyed! The end is coming!" In the goddess's light network, the body of the Destiny Weaver
Tzeentch, the great demon who was torn into pieces and brought harm to Mu Silon, has been banished.
With Kalos being banished, all the Tzeentch Daemons automatically disintegrated, and the Eternal Legion was expelled from the mortal world.
Five holy objects fell on the swamp of Mousilon.
Before the coalition forces had time to cheer for victory, the warning from the Lake Fairy followed: "Knights, it's not yet time to cheer for victory!"
"While you are fighting the Chaos Demonic Army, the army of Mousilon's poisonous snake and black knight Mashubade is approaching the capital of the kingdom!"