The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 358 Competing for the Championship

Hearing Rohan's taunt, those Chaos warriors who couldn't see clearly that Rohan tore the demon's soul began to yell at Rohan and cheer for those demon princes and keepers of secrets:
"Come on, big brothers and sisters with four pincers, don't lose to an elf prince from the mortal world!"

"That's right, you are the 66 most powerful demon princes under the Lord of Pleasure. Isn't it easy to handle a weak elf?"

"This elf is just relying on his own wings to launch a despicable sneak attack. As long as you can be more careful, then you will be able to successfully embrace the beauty!"

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The cheers from the Chaos Warriors reached the ears of the demons in the stands. The demon princes managed to maintain their cold faces, but in fact they were already cursing in their hearts.

Weak elves?Take it easy?

Didn't you see that Slaanesh's army had just played for less than 30 seconds and his bones were gone, even his soul was torn apart!
If something unexpected happened, it would not be about the so-called resurrection and glory, but about the survival of all their demons.

Although believers of Slaanesh usually face everything in life with the mentality of 'one cannot, but at least try', this definitely does not include putting an elf who can kill himself completely by his side!

However, this is the Ring of Mobius. Now under the eyes of those emotional Chaos Warriors, if they all choose to refuse to play, it will be a disgrace to the Lord of Pleasure.

But if he played, he would have to risk being completely beheaded, but obviously a demon with such courage should appear in the Khorne Demon Realm instead of here.

But while the demons of Slaanesh lack the courage of the Khorne reckless, there are at least some demons with persistent wisdom:

"Ahem, the gap between this elf and all the lords of Slaanesh is too great, so we decided to allow those slaves belonging to private property to also participate in the gladiatorial fight. Everyone applauds!"

The Secret Keeper who was in charge of organizing the competitive competition was obviously also a talent. He saw at a glance the reason why the demons present were unwilling to play, so he took the initiative to break the deadlock on the field.

After all, in order to obtain more desperate souls, the demons under Slaanesh often travel to other worlds to capture fresh slaves to fill the huge consumption of the Mobius ring.

As an arena with 6 large arenas, the Ring of Mobius welcomes tens of thousands of gladiators every day, so the most important thing is powerful slaves.

As for those demon princes and secret keepers with big families and great fortunes, they even have hundreds of millions of slaves in their hands, and they can easily select many gladiators from them.

"Me! Recently I just bought a human named [Scarred] Esk. He has already won the 1st place in the Mobius ring, and he is fully qualified to play as a gladiator!"

Hearing that the organizer had taken the initiative to find a step for them, a demon prince who responded quickly raised his hand first, and then decisively dispatched the most powerful slave warrior under his command, with a proud expression on his face.

1, although this result may not sound like a lot, but considering the cruel environment of the Mobius Ring where people die almost at any time, it is really a ruthless person to be able to kill the 100th alive.

Sure enough, when the other demons who were about to send gladiators heard about Eske's results, they resolutely put down the pincers they were going to raise, and then sat back in their seats to wait for the show.

After the organizer's secret keeper confirmed that the information was true, he couldn't help shouting excitedly to Luohan who was resting with his eyes closed:

"Your opponent will come to the arena soon, please don't be merciful when the time comes, I have put most of my wealth on you~"

Hearing this, Luo Han's drooping eyebrows couldn't help but twitch slightly, and then he couldn't help but opened his eyes and looked at the Secret Keeper who was posing in surprise and asked:
"Aren't you the organizer? If you were to participate in the gamble, wouldn't the other demons suspect you of fraud?"

"Please, we are not those Tzeentchs who are full of intrigues and tricks. For us, winning or losing the game is also part of the fun, so we will not do such shameless things."

Hearing the inquiry from Arhat, the secret keeper who was about to leave couldn't help but look down at the elf prince who was only as tall as his own calf, and then persuaded out of kindness:
"You still have a lot to learn, young elf prince, look at your icy little face, you should learn how to experience the joys in life, only in this way can you become our companion."

"I will not associate with demons, and there is no need for you to continue persuading me. Now I just want to kill you all."

"A young man who is obsessed with obsession...forget it, your opponent has already entered the field, I wish you good luck."

Looking at Luo Han's handsome face that had not been corroded by chaos in the slightest, the secret keeper in charge of the duel couldn't help but sighed regretfully, and then left the arena.

It has to be said that Luohan's appearance has a natural affection and allure for the devil of Slaanesh, so even the Keeper of Secrets hopes that he can fall into Slaanesh willingly.

However, it's a pity that, as a god of the mist who takes resisting chaos as his duty, Luohan will not choose to deliver just because the demons show some good feelings for him.

Even if he would really be corrupted by chaos, he would have to kill a few more chaos demons before his self-awareness disappeared!

I don't know if it's because of being in the arena, but the 'violence' characteristic caused by drunkenness didn't disappear gradually because of Luo Han's sobriety, instead it turned into a cloud of nameless anger and continued to surge in his heart.

Although this situation made him feel very strange, Luo Han has no time to figure out the reason of all this at the moment, because the next battle is imminent:
"Esk! Esk! Esk!"

Countless Slaanesh erotics waved their pincers one after another, and they looked excitedly at the bald man walking out of the door holding a battle axe, even though they had never heard of him before.

"There are so many spectators. It seems that I have participated in an incredible battle."

And this Slaanesh war slave named Esk was obviously seeing such a grand scene for the first time. The forehead engraved with the Slaanesh rune aimed at Rohan who was drawing his sword at him, and finally asked curiously:

"It seems that you are a very famous guy. I don't remember that there is an elf like you on the leaderboard of the duel arena. Why did you come here?"

"Ah... I was captured by Slaanesh."

"You are lucky to be able to witness the glory of the Lord of Pleasure with your own eyes. You are really lucky. I have always hoped to see you once."

Hearing that Rohan was actually the Ring of Mobius that was captured by Slaanesh himself, Esk, who was engraved with prayer runes all over his body, sighed with emotion, secretly lamenting the injustice of fate.

As a human who voluntarily entered the Chaos Demon Realm to swear allegiance to Slaanesh, Esk was not a Norse from the medieval Warhammer world, but a human leader in a tribal society.

That's right, in a sense, he and Luo Han are also a time traveler!
It's just that unlike Rohan who was directly captured into the subspace by Slaanesh, he was inexplicably trapped in the ring of Mobius because he was very unfamiliar with the environment of Slaanesh's Demon Realm, and the demons along the way were constantly cheating and abducting him.

However, he was not discouraged in the face of this situation, but he was completely obsessed with providing performances for those demons who came to watch the ceremony, hoping that one day he would be able to attract the attention of Slaanesh.

Although he has not been able to achieve his wish so far, he believes that his efforts will be rewarded one day!

(This guy beheaded three bloodthirsty demons in a row while blind...)
"Since that's the case, can I gain the attention of the Lord of Pleasure just by killing you?"

Just when Esk fell silent, such an abrupt idea with high feasibility popped up in his mind, and then it became more and more out of control.

That's right, since this guy is an elf captured from the mortal world by Lord Slaanesh himself, then he must be a person who is highly valued by him, right?
Then as long as he kills him, no matter what kind of punishment or reward he will reap in the end, at least he will attract the opponent's attention to himself, won't he?
After all, the world is unfair. As a low-level employee, no matter how diligently he works, if he can't get a chance to show his face in front of the boss, it is impossible to have a chance of promotion.

"If you think so, there's nothing wrong with it, but you'd better not have too much hope for it, because I won't show mercy...!"

For this young human fighter, Luo Han didn't hide his intentions at all. He raised his weapon to give a hint to the opponent, and then rushed forward with a sharp swing of his sword.

To actually take the initiative to enter the Chaos Demon Realm in order to pursue Slaanesh, this is no longer an ordinary Slaanesh fanatic, and he must punch hard!

However, Esk, who has been in the ring of Mobius for so long, is naturally not an ordinary person. The originally heavy Vajra battle ax swings and turns easily on his arm, looking vigorous.

A slash like a silver moon slashed towards Luo Han's chest, the power of piercing the air even gave people the illusion of landslides and landslides!

"I'm sorry, but exchange your death for my promotion!"

Seeing that his battle ax was so close to Rohan's chest, Esker couldn't help showing an elegant apology on his face, as if he was full of confidence in his own strength.

Pong——

However, the heavy battle ax was firmly caught by Luo Han's great sword, and the huge force from the tiger's mouth could not shake his arm at all, just like his rock-solid willpower!
Although you can't use high-level spells because you lost contact with Mist Lady, you can still do some rune magic that can strengthen you:

"Hand of Glory, Light of Fenrir!"

There is no need to perform cumbersome seals like the ninja next door, and at the same time, there is no need to prepare a large number of spellcasting materials like the low-level necromancer. Rohan has always only liked the magic that comes out of his hands.

Although the low-level Hand of Glory is a bit tasteless, it can strengthen Rohan's arm strength and reaction ability; while the Light of Fenrir is similar to a magic circle that builds an arcane fulcrum, and it can be continuously strengthened just by staying in the magic circle.

hum~
Accompanied by Rohan's spellcasting, a light blue hexagram magic circle slowly emerged at Rohan's feet, and at the same time, a faint gentle white light gradually emitted from his wrist, helping to bear part of Esk's strength.

And Rohan took this opportunity to swing his sword directly to deflect the ax blade that was cut by the opponent, then raised his left foot and kicked at Esk's chest.

As a mortal, Eske obviously didn't expect that Luohan could still use magic, and was accidentally knocked back by Luohan a few steps without any precaution.

What's more terrible is that although the armor worn by Rohan is made of Iselama silver, it is still standard Dreadlord armor in terms of specifications, so even the combat boots are equipped with sharp barbs!

However, Esk and other gladiators, who are followers of Slaanesh, do not have the habit of wearing heavy armor...

"It seems that I have overestimated you a little bit. You are not my opponent at all, and the Slaanesh you are looking forward to will not bless you at all. Give up as soon as possible!"

Looking at the bloodstains scratched by the barbs on the vertical chest of the other party, Luo Han couldn't help but began to carefully adjust his position, until he had reached the right side of the auditorium, and then slowly stopped.

Since ancient times, Luohan is not a superstitious elf, but after all, this is a world where gods exist. Who knows if this rule will be useful?
Not only that, but his verbal humiliation was more to irritate the other party, and at the same time to find a way to escape from this ghost place as soon as possible.

After all, there is no concept of time in subspace, and by the time he finally escapes from Slaanesh, maybe even ET has come to the outside world!

"Your damn pointy ears can only be used as a tongue. When I chop off your beautiful head, I hope you can still laugh."

Sure enough, although Esker had been able to show a polite look before, when Lohan made a mockery of the dream he had always insisted on, he still attacked angrily after all.

His heart was full of resentment and unwillingness, especially after seeing Luo Han's face that could be regarded as the dream lover of thousands of girls, he couldn't wait to directly praise the other party's face.

I have been performing battles in the Mobius Ring for so many years and have not been able to attract the attention of Slaanesh. Why can this guy be brought to me by the Lord of Pleasure across the world?

Is it just because of his face? !

(End of this chapter)