Warhammer Seal

Chapter 301 Twin Tailed Comet
"Snorri!"

With a loud cry, Malekith the Witch King drew his long sword from the orc boy's body and rushed to help him.

Of course, Snorri reacted quickly, and subconsciously dodged to the side when he heard Malekith call out his name, as if they had a tacit understanding when they fought together many years ago.

The orc warrior's ax directly smashed into the air, and at the same time was hit in the head by Malekith who rushed from behind, and flew more than ten meters away.

Falling into the frost magic of the Witch King, he walked slowly.

"Now, musketeers take aim!"

The dwarf musketeers, who had been unable to find their target for a long time, finally had a shooting angle, and raised their muskets one after another and aimed their black muzzles at the orc general who had left the formation.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

A large cloud of black smoke rose above the head of the dwarf musketeer, and more than 100 special lead pellets flew out directly, tearing the orc general who had already received a punch into pieces.

"Malekis!"

Just as Snorri wanted to smile at Malekith, he realized that the danger was approaching. A group of black orcs touched him at some point, and rushed to Malekith's side.

Without the slightest hesitation, Snorri quickly ran to Malekith's side. Because the two were too aggressive, they completely separated from their troops and were completely surrounded by the black orcs.

"Just as it was before, Snorri."

"Yes, Malekith, just as it was before."

No one knew when such a battle ended. While waiting for the dwarves and dark elves to find their lord, Malekith was crouching beside Snorri, healing the wounds on each other's backs that he couldn't touch.

The orc army was defeated. Although the dwarves had no ability to pursue them, the dark elves' Cold One cavalry would capture every escaped orc and goblin. The Black Ark desperately needed new slaves.

This victory was a surprise for both the dwarves and the dark elves. For the first time, the dwarves were able to brag to the soldiers of other races at the banquet after the victory, and it was the first time for the dark elves to taste the delicious dwarf beer after the victory. .

"I can repair the craftsmanship of Vaal's blacksmith."

Of course, Snorri was resting with Malekith, and Malekith's midnight armor was of course damaged and cracked in the battle just now.

For dwarves who have an average blacksmith per capita, repairing it is not a problem, and Snorri actually used the oath gold, which is very rare for dwarves, to repair the midnight armor.

Of course Malekith also shared with Snorri the herbs of the Dark Elf to heal his wounds.

The two of them didn't talk when they were doing things, and the place seemed very quiet and awkward. In the end, it was Snorri who broke the current silence.

"I will delete a hatred from the book of hatred in the year 2537 of the dwarf calendar. In that year, the elves lured the orcs to attack the dwarves."

After all, Snorri opened the book of hatred, found such a very ancient hatred very skillfully, and marked all the words on it with a horizontal line.

Another hatred was successfully eliminated.

"By the way, Malekith, you're here for this thing."

After putting away the Book of Hate, Snorri moved out a very exquisite box with a long sense of history, slowly opened it, and even after thousands of years passed, the brilliance of the treasure inside was still extremely shining.

"My father's phoenix crown."

"It's yours now."

After handing over the booty obtained from the high elves to Malekith, Snorri let out a long breath.

"I... I will come back to support the dwarves, and wait for me to regain the Phoenix King."

Malekith received the phoenix crown with mixed feelings.

"Ha, be your Phoenix King. The dwarf race is likely to be completely extinct, but most dwarves don't want to admit it. We have sent some craftsmen to human cities, hoping to leave a dwarf Tinder."

"I will return, I will return, when elf reinforcements will enter the mountains to help the dwarven allies who have fought side by side since the first Chaos invasion."

"Hurry up, I don't have any wine for you if you don't leave."

Just like one of the countless partings at the beginning, this time the parting between the two is still flat and quiet.

It's just that neither side knows when the next meeting will be.

The midnight armor on Malekith had been designed with the position of the phoenix crown in mind at the beginning, and he slowly picked up such a crown that his father once wore on his head.

The Midnight Armor fully accepts such a phoenix crown. Although such a crown does not have any magical energy, it cannot bring terrible power to the user.

This is just a mortal treasure, but in a political sense, such a crown represents the legitimacy of the wearer's rule over the entire elven kingdom.

"Ruixi, you have made great achievements in the war! In the name of the Witch King, I give you a different name: 'Worryer'!"

For the dark elves, they have a whole set of honorary titles known as [different names], which not only represent personal strength, but also a symbol of status.

"Thank you, the Witch King! Thank you, His Majesty Phoenix King II, who is about to ascend his throne!"

Through such a battle, Ruixi also gained her own honor and nickname.

Now that the Phoenix Crown has been obtained, it is time to return to Ulthuan, and I hope that the human named Wende has made a plan for the future.

The teleportation magic started to be used slowly. The Witch King and Ruixi can easily carry out long-distance teleportation. The dark elf soldiers who fought before returned to their black ark after looting the orcs. Such a battle really benefited a lot Rich.

In Nagareth in the north of Ulthuan, Wende has successfully gained the trust of all the dread lords, and at the same time, he has worked hard to promote the transformation of the dark elf society.

The population of a race such as the elves is not large, and massacres and extinctions cannot be carried out. It is necessary to find a way to reintegrate the dark elves and the high elves.

At least the matter of not massacring the city and not killing the captives has been well implemented, and the hostility between the dark elves and the high elves has also begun to reduce each other.

Wende is teaching all the dark lords in his own courtyard how to subdue temptation, that is, to restrain the desire for extreme experiences in their hearts.

Suddenly, a bright white light flashed outside the window, and a huge meteor with two tails in the sky slid across the entire sky, flying towards the maelstrom.

The imperial astrologers can see clearly.

"Twin-tailed comet? Sigma is back!?"

The people of Bretonnia and the Tomb Kings just looked up.

"Another shooting star, but in a strange shape."

Dwarf rangers patrolling the mountains also spotted the meteor.

"A comet with two tails?"

The high elf priest and the dark elf sorceress also started to stare at the sky.

"Ominous omen!"

Master Slanma in the City of the Sun, Mazdamurdi opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Here comes the Forked Tongue."

Wende's heart sank.

"Skaven's spacecraft! The goal must be to further weaken the Maelstrom and summon the Horned Rat! Time is running out!"

　Alias: "The Worryer"

　　Effect: The attack will cause the enemy to be 【Depressed】(decrease the morale of the enemy)
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　　The twin-tailed comet is coming again, I don't know if it is a disaster or a good omen.

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