The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 370 Battle Night King

Rumbling--

After the blizzard flying in the sky finally subsided, Rohan flapped his steel wings and flew towards the distant mountains. The sound of the sonic boom tearing apart the sky was deafening.

Under the blessing of Slaanesh's "smell of soul", Luohan can clearly perceive the sweat smell of men and the fragrance of women thousands of meters away, so naturally he can also perceive the faint corpse smell of the Night King .

Of course, this does not mean that his nose is really as sensitive as a dog's nose, but that he can judge the essence behind him through the smell of his soul.

For example, the soul of an elf smells like a sweet and delicious cream cake, while the soul of a human is like a bland bun.

As for the Chaos creatures like Ratmen and Beastmen who have been corrupted by Chaos, their souls are full of instinctively disgusting smells like moldy and rotten meat.

In contrast, the Night King and the White Walkers, who are undead creatures, exude a decaying aura similar to the passage of time, which is as frightening as a black hole that is constantly devouring the surrounding light!
"This disgusting smell of corruption and the cool feeling of summer popsicles, it seems that there is no doubt that it belongs to the souls of the White Walkers?"

Looking at the Yellowstone mountain in the desert not far away that was inexplicably covered with a layer of ice and snow, Rohan, who was flying in the air, couldn't help reaching out to hold the Gwendalian Blade inlaid with blasphemous runes, and a trace of guard flashed in his eyes.

Although he is confident that he can easily beat the former Night King with his current strength, but who knows that the opponent has not made any progress in the past few years?
In any case, after going through the painful experience of being captured by Slaanesh and being taken to the Chaos Demon Realm, although the current Rohan is not yet called a frightened bird, he has become extremely cautious.

He knew that the Night King, who was equally cautious, would never rashly expose himself to his attack range!

ding ding ding-

Sure enough, with a sound similar to the breaking of ice crystals, countless elite ghosts riding ice spiders climbed out of the snow wielding ice crystal spears. It's hideous.

The leader of the White Ghost captain seems to be the old subordinate of the Night King in Westeros, so he is no stranger to Rohan, who hunted and killed the White Walkers in the Land of Eternal Winter, so he raised his gun and said sharply:

"Elf Lord Rohan, you used to be able to hunt us like prey with your powerful army. You probably never thought that there would be a day when you would be surrounded by us?"

"Oh, it looks like I'm really surrounded. Am I really going to die?"

Looking at the dozens of white ghost spider cavalry surrounding him, Luohan suppressed his almost irrepressible teasing smile, and then pretended to have a serious expression and said:

"I see. When you fled all the way from Westeros to Essos by boat, I thought you would choose to hide in a hidden cave for decades. I didn't expect you to take the initiative to attack?"

"Hmph, your strength and army are indeed very strong, but you are too arrogant, maybe you can get rid of this habit in your next life!"

Since he has not communicated with living people for thousands of years, Captain White Ghost obviously did not notice the teasing look in Luo Han's eyes, and then he persuaded Luo Han to surrender with a serious face:

"I believe you should have seen the current situation clearly. As long as you are willing to put down your weapons and surrender, maybe we can reach a certain level of peace with the elves."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes... It's a pity that all of you White Walkers need to rely on the Night King's magic to survive. Otherwise, I really want to spare your life for such an interesting guy like you."

brush--

Luo Han did not continue to talk nonsense with the other party, but decisively drew his sword, aimed at an ice spider behind him that was trying to approach him, and slashed down, choosing to take the lead to start the battle.

The ice spider and the white ghost rider on their back obviously didn't expect that Luohan would be the first to attack. The sharp blade easily smashed the hard exoskeleton on their bodies, dismembering them into several pieces in an instant!
squeak--

The wounded ice spider couldn't help but let out a sharp howl. The hoarse and piercing voice resounded through the mountain peak like a different kind of bugle, ordering the surrounding ghosts to attack.

"kill him!"

Following the command of the White Ghost captain, several White Ghost cavalrymen holding ice crystal spears immediately jumped up driving the ice spider, intending to use their weight advantage to crush the tiny Rohan into a pulp.

This is their attack method engraved in their DNA, and even the strongest mammoth will be knocked out by this violent impact from the sky, and eventually become food in their mouths.

However, Rohan is not an ordinary prey target. Wanting to use such a primitive hunting method to deal with him is no less than stepping on a thumbtack on the ground with bare feet to ask for trouble:
"The form of the chrysalis!"

As Rohan wrapped his body into a chrysalis with the profane steel wings, the sharp iron feathers instantly shrank into an indestructible spiked ball, wrapping Rohan's body inside.

The sharp ice crystal spears could not leave any scratches on the steel wings protected by the magic screen, and even the ice crystal weapons of several aliens melted because they touched the runes of Khorne on the wings.

As for those ice spiders who tried to jump up and crush Rohan with their weight, they soon paid a heavy price for their reckless behavior:
puff-

The first ice spider that fell from the sky directly hit Luohan's sharp wings, but its huge size not only failed to help it crush Luohan, but was directly pierced by the sharp wings!

In an instant, countless disgusting purple viscera and various limb fragments fell from Rohan's wings continuously, leaving only the broken body of the spider still struggling.

puff puff-

However, it wasn't over yet. Rohan, who was kneeling on one knee, could only feel the sound of heavy objects hitting his shoulders, and the foul-smelling purple blood began to fall down his wings.

"Uh~ It's disgusting, this feeling is as disgusting as if the blood of those Nurglings has stained my body!"

Seeing the purple blood and flesh foam dripping from under Rohan's wings, Hill, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, couldn't help complaining to Rohan in disgust.

Seeing the dirty blood, she couldn't help but think back to those damned 'movable self-disciplined stools' she encountered during the battle in that garden, and the terrible smell of 'the aftertaste' still haunts her to this day .

Thinking of this, Luohan couldn't help but suddenly saw Hill's soft and lovely face pleading to him:

"These disgusting blood should just be attached to your magic screen, let's hurry up and find a chance to fan them off?"

"It seems that we rarely agree, after all, this thing looks really disgusting."

Looking at Hill's desperate face that seemed to be almost unstoppable, Luohan, who also had some cleanliness, could only retract his wings helplessly, and finally threw the smeared meat on the wings to the surroundings.

slam-la-

The captain of the White Ghost stared blankly at Luo Han who came out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. He didn't expect that the spider riders under his command would be so helpless.

When he subconsciously touched the blood on his face and was about to say something, it saw that Luohan had turned into a ghostly figure and rushed into the formation at some point, and almost every attack was going straight to those spiders The White Walkers on their backs go!

"Get out of the way!"

The White Ghost captain subconsciously waved the spear in his hand in an attempt to resist Rohan's attack, but the ice blade that once cut iron like mud in his hand was now as crisp as potato chips, and was even easily defeated by the opponent.

What's more, compared to Luohan, who has become a false Eternal God's Chosen, even the White Walkers with almost endless physical strength can only close their eyes helplessly, and eventually become a lamb at the mercy of the other party.

"I have to say, you, the ordinary White Ghost captain, still have the spirit of resistance, maybe you can consider surviving and doing things for me?"

Looking at the captain of the White Ghost who was about to burn out, Luohan couldn't help reaching out with some emotion and shaking off the purple blood stained on the edge of the sword, then looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground and bewitched:
"Although the night king's magic looks amazing, there is still a big gap compared with the real necromancer magic. I just wonder if you have the courage to explore the truth?"

"Stop wasting your tongue, Rohan, the elf lord from another world, you and your army are indeed a formidable opponent, but you don't want to use this method to insult me!"

The captain of the White Ghost shook his head very stubbornly. Thousands of years ago, his ancestor was also a proud knight of glory, so naturally he would not allow the other party's deception.

Faced with this situation, Luo Han naturally wouldn't pay too much attention to why the two sides were fighting, and at the same time, he wouldn't have a clichéd story of persuading them to surrender and recruiting them seven times.

After all, he was here to kill people, and he had quite a few followers, so naturally there was no need to hang himself on a tree:
"Since this is the case, then you should have lost all functions, so please die!"

Without any mercy, at the moment when he was clearly rejected, Luohan swung his sword decisively and chopped off the opponent's head, and at the same time set his sights on the fleeing ghosts around him.

He seems to have overestimated the background of the Night King. After all, although they have spent so many years, the strength of the White Walkers has not increased much. Such behavior is really too funny.

Since the strength of the opponent is so weak, what is it that he has been on guard all these years?

"The great King of Eternal Night will guide the direction of our race, and the final winner will definitely not be you... the elves!"

As he was dying, the captain of the White Ghost struggled his head and exhausted his last strength. The misty rain seemed to be full of confidence in the Night King.

Rohan didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup the Night King had instilled in them, so he just chose to stomp the head that he had chopped off on the ground into powder, and walked towards the cave without making any movement.

Tens of millions of ghouls are now parked on the outskirts of Pentos City under the orders of the Night King, so Lohan came to the Night King without any hindrance.

Looking at the familiar figure sitting on the Ice Crystal Throne, Luohan couldn't help pulling out his weapon and sighing:

"It's been a long time. It's been almost three years since we met last time. I'm not surprised to meet in such a hostile state!"

However, compared to Luohan's emotion, the Night King, whose appearance has hardly changed in recent years, is much colder. He just silently looked at the crown of domination on Luohan's face and asked:

"You have changed. Compared with your simple and undisguised ambition, now you exude a power that disgusts me. Is this what you want?"

"If I remember correctly, as the envoy of the Cold God, you should not choose to assume the identity of the savior, after all, isn't your goal also to destroy the entire continent of Westeros?"

"This is different... Forget it, it seems that you don't seem to be interested in learning about those complicated pasts, so let's fight quickly!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled out a sharp spear exuding a chilling air from the Ice Crystal Throne behind him, and pointed the sharp spear point at Rohan who still wanted to continue talking.

After seeing each other again after many years, Lohan could clearly feel that the Night King seemed to have become a lot more talkative than before, but he still couldn't get rid of his riddleman-like unwillingness to explain too much.

But he doesn't care, since the other party wants to fight him, then he naturally wants to accompany him!

Carla -

Crystallized snowflake-shaped runes began to light up from the Night King's spear continuously, and at the same time a powerful aura began to rise from the opponent's body, and even Rohan felt a faint threat.

There is no doubt that during the years of hiding in the continent of Essos, the unwilling Night King has been trying every means to increase his strength, and apparently he has reached the point where he can feel threatened.

"It really makes me feel so excited. I didn't expect your strength to grow to this level. This is really a big surprise!"

Feeling the aura emanating from the opponent, the golden Khorne runes shone again on the sharp blade of the Gwendalian Blade, and began to feed back into Rohan's body the bloody fighting spirit visible to the naked eye.

However, now he still has one last question in his heart, so he suppressed the anger and fighting spirit in his heart and asked:

"Why don't you choose to bring your army of ghouls with you, maybe you can use them to consume my physical strength, and finally succeed in finding a chance to defeat me."

"Hehehe, you are still as confident as ever, haven't you noticed anything wrong around you?"

Hearing Luohan's sincere question that day, the Night King couldn't help showing a mocking smile on his face, and then he signaled Luohan to look up at the ceiling of the cave with his eyes:
I saw a light green young dragon being nailed to the ceiling without breath at the moment, and the dragon blood gushing out from the wound was drawing a strange symbol in mid-air!

(End of this chapter)