Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 246 96. World Thirst Drinkers

Freed from Malus's shattered flesh, Zakhan shattered the last remnants of Malus's soul, shattering the paving stones into razor-sharp shards when it finally broke free.

Accompanied by a rapid inhalation sound, the smoke shrunk further, forming a terrifying towering form that enveloped Malus' broken body.Zakhan's body is shaped like Durucci's, only wider and more muscular.

From Dacus's point of view, Zakan at this moment is beautiful, far beyond the peak of perfection, making people mad, but also distorted and ugly, the highest upper limit and the lowest lower limit are concentrated together, there is an indescribable the grotesque.

Zakhan's broad, misshapen head turned around to look at Dacius with burning eyes of hatred, its sharp claws stretched to the sky, and its long, misshapen jaw opened, roaring like a newborn god.

Dacius has already jumped off Silly's back. He nodded to Malekith, and then turned his head to meet the concerned gaze of Annasara's mother. He didn't hold a weapon. He clenched his right hand into a fist and waved it at his followers.

"This is not the freedom I want!" Zakhan thundered.

"You ruined my plan!" Zakhan, the thirsty drinker of the world, looked down at Dacius' body, exposing three rows of needle-like fangs, and said with a hateful laugh.

"What are you afraid of? Your form and power at this moment are..." But Dacius could clearly feel the fear in Zakan's words. Jump over.

Zakhan's speed was not as fast as Dacius imagined, it tried to use its huge palm to press on Dacius' breastplate, grabbing Dacius' soul.

Dacius would not easily become Zakan's prey, he hid under Zakan's sweeping claws, the scarlet sword flinched in his hand, he summoned the ancient power of the sword, suddenly the blade flashed Black red light.

In a flash Zakhan was ablaze, black flames burning across its waxy skin.It was still screaming as it wobbled back.Its voice was tormenting the ears of the Duruccis, but it was too weak in this form, so weak that they could not let the Duruccis collapse on the ground and cover their ears in pain.

Although Dacius, who was close at hand, didn't like the high-decibel sound, he was not affected by the sound. The Kane Dimensional Sword automatically jumped off the ground and jumped into his right hand. His fingers touched the burning Hilt, he felt the Kane Dimensional sword ignite the embers of hatred in his heart.

"With hate, anything is possible!"

Dacius is now holding two long swords, one is the Scarlet Sword in his right hand, and the other is the Kane Dimensional Sword in his left hand. He became a dual-wielding violent warrior and started a series of blows, causing Zakan's body to More than a dozen wounds.

The unrivaled twin swords tore through Zakhan's belly, igniting its magical form.A howl of pain and anger resounded, sweeping Dacius like a storm.

Dacius knew that he was in trouble. The trouble was not Zakan in front of him, but the Kane Dimensional Sword in his hand. He found that even if he loosened his fingers holding the Kane Dimensional Sword, the Kane Dimensional Sword would stick to it. In his hands, in his heart, Kane's Dimensional Sword is far more terrifying than Zakhan in front of him. Tyrion's lessons from the past are vivid in his mind, so he doesn't want to become Kane's shape.

"Quick fight!"

When Dacius rushed towards Zakhan, he could feel his body light and fast, and the power was continuously pouring out from Kane's dimensional sword, trying to ignite the wave of desire to fight and kill in him, just as he When he was about to attack Zakhan, he saw Zakhan's fiery eyes staring at him, and the next second, Zakhan's thunderous voice uttered words that scorched the air between them, and Zakhan's clawed hands tried to Grab his soul again.

"I advise you better not to do this, aren't you afraid that He will throw you into the well?"

Dacius felt the air between him and Zakhan crackling with invisible power, and before the power in Zakhan's hand was about to explode, he whispered these words to Zakhan jokingly.

Zakan froze for a moment, the black energy pierced the air, making the sound of tearing the fabric, the black energy brushed across the width of a hair from Dacius, and a cloud of condensed blood mist floated by his ears.

The black energy pierced through the body of Officer Drucci who had died there a long time ago, and the energy dissolved the officer's body with a light touch. The Sovereign melted and flowed like golden juice, and the diamonds and rubies on the weapon Darkened and shattered on contact, the energy finally hit the wall next to the street with a crackling sound of gravel.

Zakhan was still burning, the edges of the wound on its belly curled and blackened like parchment, flickering black-red flames burning and jetting in its unnatural, perfect form.It giggled wildly, its voice trembling between laughter and murderous rage.

"You insignificant bug, why do you know so much? Why is it not you who go to the temple, but Malus? Then I will take your life and make you struggle and writhe. All you have, you dream I will take away everything! You can tamper with fate! You are such a troublesome guy, but no matter how you fight, whether you know it or not, in the end you still have to obey the orders of my lord!" Zakhan hissed Said, and finally let out a vicious laugh.

"At this moment, I really sympathize with Marus, you talk too much!"

"No!" Zakhan roared, desperately grabbing the blade of the long sword, its body began to disintegrate under Dacius' onslaught, it retreated, but the black guards had already arrived, and their war halberds did not Shake it, but drive it in the direction of Dacius.

"You can't stop me! This world is mine, and I am the drinker of the world! Now! Hear Zakan's words, despair! The time of destruction has come! Sooner or later you will..." Zakan's roar became more intense at this moment Wild, it screamed in despair, it tried to rush towards Dacius for the final struggle, it hoped to overwhelm Dacius with its own savage attack.

"Remember! Me! Dacius, Scourge of Hell! Conqueror of Destiny!" Dacius shouted, stabbing both swords forward.Zakhan let out a final, horrific scream as the blade sank deep into his terrifying chest.

Zakhan is gone, and its end is sealed.Being destroyed or exiled back to the Chaos Realm, Dacius neither knew nor cared, he didn't even know what kind of Zakhan was, the Chaos Daemon or the Demon Prince, or some other weird thing, Moreover, Zhakan was forcibly drawn out now, and he did not break the seal imposed on him.

"Who knows? Besides, it's not important." Dacius took a deep breath, completely ignoring the stench of burnt metal and scorched flesh in the air.

"Good job! My chief executive officer, or I taught it well?" Malekith walked to Dacius's side and said with a smile.

A chuckle grinned from Daxus' lips, and then he spread his left hand to gesture to Malekith.

Malekith understood what Dacius meant. He stood the Supreme Magic Shield on the ground, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Kane Dimensional Sword from Dacius's hand, and threw it directly on the ground. With one kick, Kane's Dimensional Sword was kicked far away.

"Hatred? This is not my way of life, sorry! I reject you." Dacius looked at the Kane dimensional sword sliding on the ground and thought.

As if to commemorate Zakhan's fall, the ground and sky of Grond trembled briefly.

In the north, the temple of Zakhan began to shake as if struck by the power of a god, and the sound of stone breaking and earth sinking lasted for a long time.

When the sound finally stopped, the surrounding forest fell silent.

Zhakhan's temple is no more, the massive structure collapsed into seething lava.All that's left are piles of tumbling obsidian surrounded by surging magma below.

　"With hate, anything is possible!"

　　Really, it's over

　　
　
(End of this chapter)