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While the Druchi were fighting with the servants of Khorne, the Skinks on the Lizardmen's side were still at the front, throwing javelins and darts at the approaching Khorne wargroups. However... these Skinks, whose organization was slightly higher than that of the Druchi pirates and mercenaries, also showed signs of wavering in the face of the approaching servants of Khorne.

Gorok took one look and roared. As the horns and drums sounded, the Lizardmen's army formation changed. The Skink War Group at the front heard the signal and turned around and ran, or began to turn around, with their weapons.

Not far behind the Skin Lizards, the Scarred Veteran Lizardmen carrying the Hesiotar Sun Banner appeared, followed by the Lizardmen who formed battle formations in groups. They came from various temple cities and were the best of the best. At their junction, there were Ankylosaurs carrying Vicious Blood Images and Resurrection Crystals, and Triceratops carrying combat platforms on their backs.

These Triceratops are not the huge ancient Triceratops, but the Reaper Ballistas placed on the combat platform and operated by the Skinks have enhanced their combat effectiveness. The constantly updated, iterated, and improved Reaper Ballistas are much more useful than the original bed crossbows, and due to the different sizes, two can be deployed in front of the combat platform.

The Skin Lizards that had not participated in the battle before appeared with their Giant Lizard companions, and stood behind the giant beast to fill in the gap. Further behind them were the Salamander Hunting Team and the Ancient Salamanders who were ready and looking for the next opportunity to open fire.

After riding on Kuimok's back and taking a look at the situation on the battlefield, Ku Jia turned his head and roared at Gorok in the distance. He quickly moved after getting Gorok's response.

The weapons of the Lizardmen are surprisingly simple for such an advanced civilization, wielding clubs, toothed warblades, and spears made of gold, meteoric iron, or solid obsidian. The Skinks use blowpipes, javelins, darts, and arrows tipped with poison taken from tree frogs as ranged weapons. Armor worn is primarily decorative or ceremonial, and not defensive. Shields are made of hardwood, simply wrought metal, or the shells of river turtles.

As we all know, Lizardmen do not forge iron. They mainly use cold working methods to make metal products, hammering bronze, silver, copper and gold into shape.

But everything changed with the arrival of Dacus. As a Slann magic priest, you either sleep or don't sleep. When you don't sleep, you must find something to do. You can't be in a daze. If you are in a daze, why not sleep.

While teaching the sorceresses to master the Wind of the Gate, Adoshi-Tehega himself was also learning and thinking. With the arrival of Kithsteel, he raised the limits of Lizardmen metallurgy, reforging and shaping Kithsteel with forged meteoric iron through a mysterious ritual process to create a new type of alloy.

Ku-Gar and Kuimok have now been greatly enhanced.

The heavy alloy armor that Ku Jia wears is not only protective, but also a symbol of identity and power. The golden trim is like flowing light, outlining his strong muscles and giving him a sacred temperament.

Every piece of armor was carefully forged, ritually baptized, and engraved with the runes of the ancient saint Ashhoto. These runes glowed faintly, responding to the fighting instinct surging in the body of this Ashhoto holy seed.

Gems and jade are inlaid in key parts of the armor, which not only adds a sense of visual splendor, but also gathers strength. Each gem is carefully selected and filled with the essence given by the Slann Demon Priest. These embellishments not only enhance the protective effect of the armor, but also emit a faint light, providing him with additional strength support.

His posture was both steady and wild, like a beast ready to attack, and it seemed as if nothing in the world could shake him. The spear of the god Taranksla in his hand flashed with cold light, and the complex patterns wrapped around the spear reflected his armor, showing his supreme majesty. His eyes were piercing through the visor, staring at the front, staring at the extremely large three-headed hound.

The equipment of Kuimok is relatively pure. Communication promotes development. The lizardmen imitated the lizard armor structure that Duruchi equipped for the cold lizards. Its dorsal scales are as hard as steel, covered with layers of alloy armor plates, which can still reflect golden light even in bad weather, like a moving golden statue.

The glow of gold and alloy flickered on the battlefield, symbolizing the new power of the Lizardmen, symbolizing...

Kuimok's huge claws stepped on the ground, making a low vibration, and each step was full of power and deterrence. Its combination with Ku-Gar not only symbolized the ultimate power of the Lizardmen, but also symbolized the crystallization of the Lizardmen's contemporary craftsmanship and wisdom. It saw the extremely large three-headed hound with a tacit understanding with Ku-Gar. It raised its head and let out a thunderous roar, announcing its and Ku-Gar's arrival and unparalleled power.

As the physical embodiment of Khorne's vengeance, Karanak is Khorne's Hunter, the Blood God's tool for hunting down those daemons who have offended his tenets or wounded his immense ego. It is a wise choice, for it is ruthless and unstoppable, able to travel across time and space, tracking the bloody scent of its prey to serve its vengeful master.

When the kill begins, Karanaq's three noses sniff the air for signs of prey. It paces back and forth, growling and snarling, each head taking a turn to enjoy a portion of the scent.

Each head can track prey in a different way.

The first head can track prey in space, across plains, forests, mountains, and other nondescript environments.

The second head can trace the scent through time, back to the origin of all things, or forward to the end of the universe.

The final head tracks through the minds of its prey, chasing their dreams and fantasies.

As the scent of prey becomes strong in Karanak's nostrils, it begins to run, slowly at first, then gaining speed as the prey approaches and the scent of blood intensifies.

Its blood-red eyes were fixed on Ku Jia and Kuimok. It had finally encountered flesh and bones, prey worth hunting. Its nostrils smelled an increasingly strong scent. The prey was getting closer and closer, and the blood was getting thicker and thicker. Now, there was nowhere to escape... The Blood God Prey was activated and it locked onto its target.

Each of its heads turned, and accumulated blood dripped from its huge bloody mouth. Its scales flashed ominously against the backdrop of the blood. The fin-like protrusions on its back and neck trembled slightly, making a harsh friction sound, foreshadowing the upcoming brutal battle.

Unlike ordinary flesh hounds, wherever it passed, it was like a flower blossoming. There would be wasteland and lava. Its strong claws were deeply embedded in the flowing lava under its feet, and the lava splashed everywhere, and the ground trembled continuously. Its three heads almost simultaneously let out a low and shocking roar, mixed with the sound of rocks breaking and the explosion of flames. The whole sky seemed to tremble in its roar, and the smoke in its mouth rolled endlessly due to the vibration of the sound.

Kuimok roared, and with a powerful kick of his huge legs, he passed the obstacle. The hot ground exploded due to his power, and lava burst out and rushed into the sky. His body covered with gold decorations and heavy alloy armor drew a shining arc in the air, like a falling meteor, and headed straight for Karanak.

The roar of Kuimok and the roar of Karanak intertwined in the air, forming a strong sonic shock wave, and even the surrounding rocks were shattered into powder by the sound of the collision.

Karanak did not retreat in the face of Kuimok's charge. Its eyes were filled with endless anger and murderous intent. Its burning gaze locked onto Ku Jia and Kuimok, and it rushed forward with unstoppable momentum.

Kuimok, the giant beast that had come through the invasion, had not degraded over time. Everything about it seemed to be frozen, untouched by time. At this moment, it displayed unparalleled strength and bravery. Its huge body seemed like an ancient mythical beast, with enough power to shake mountains.

Its legs exerted force suddenly, and it began its final charge. Its strong and powerful legs crushed the rocks under its feet. Its huge fangs flashed coldly, and with the power to tear everything apart, it rushed straight to Karanak's body.

There is a reason why Karanak is Khorne's chief hound. In the face of inevitable evasion, it rolled to avoid Quaimok's attack. After rolling, it quickly stood up, and its three heads attacked from different directions with amazing speed and strength, trying to tear through Quaimok's tough armor with its thunderous pounce and claws. The sharp claws collided with the fangs of the Tyrannosaurus in the air, making a loud sound like the sound of metal clashing.

Sparks flew, hot air rolled between the two, and the air was filled with a burning smell that even the rain could not cover up.

Karanak's strength and speed brought the battle directly to a white-hot stage. Its three heads were flexible and ferocious, launching attacks frequently. Its speed and strength made it almost impossible for Quemok to resist.

With its fighting instinct, Quemok did not retreat. Without Ku'ja's command, it began to spin in place, using its huge body and sharp teeth to launch a fierce spinning attack, trying to suppress the chief hound of Khorne while knocking down the surrounding fleshhounds and bloodletters that tried to attack.

Ku Jia was on Kuimok's back, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, staring at Karanak's every move. The spear in his hand flashed with cold light, always looking for the enemy's flaws. Whenever Karanak attacked, he could always dodge swiftly and thrust out the spear at the most appropriate time. The tip of the spear was always extremely accurate, piercing between Karanak's scales with deadly power, making a metallic tearing sound.

Just when Karanak was about to make a fierce attack, Ku Jia found an opportunity and suddenly jumped off Kuimok's back, flew up, and pressed directly on Karanak's back with fearless momentum.

Karanak felt the pressure on his back, and the three heads roared at the same time, shaking their bodies violently, trying to throw Ku-Gar out. Its huge power took effect, and even though Ku-Gar had a firm grip, he was still thrown out and fell heavily to the ground. Almost in an instant, it pounced on Ku-Gar with the force of thunder, trying to give Ku-Gar a fatal blow at this moment.

Just as Ku Jia saw Karanak about to pounce on him, a light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his left hand without hesitation, and the Hand of the Gods emitted a mysterious and fiery light. It was an indescribable power, a power from the ancient saints, with supreme majesty and surging power.

A look of astonishment flashed across Karanak's six eyes. It was equipped. Each of the three heads had a bloody copper collar of revenge around its neck. The Khorne collar it wore was thicker and heavier than the collars worn by other hounds. It was filled with magic that should be abandoned, making it immune to magic and magical weapons. But at this moment, the left hand of the prey actually lit up.

Its body was in a flying posture. It could no longer adjust its trajectory in mid-air. It could only try to bite the hand that was lit. Just before it bit, the light of the Hand of Fate burst out and pierced its body like a sharp blade. Its movements stopped instantly, and its three heads wailed at the same time, the sound was filled with extreme pain and unwillingness. Wherever the light passed, its strong body began to melt, and its scales and muscles were quickly evaporated in the high temperature, and in the end, only a piece of empty ash remained.

Still emitting the remaining power of battle, Ku-Gar stood like a statue, his muscles tense, his chest heaving, his eyes burning with unfinished fighting spirit. He raised his spear high and roared to crush all the remaining enemies on the battlefield.

His roar was full of power and wildness, shaking the air around him. Behind Ku Jia, Kuimok also raised his head and let out a roar that shook the earth.

Compared to the strictness and orderliness of Druch, the lizardmen seemed a bit stream-of-consciousness when fighting.

The ancient Triceratops equipped with the Engine of the Gods was deployed to the rear of the army. The Skin Lizard Priests excitedly pressed their fingers on the neatly arranged flashing hieroglyphic panels one by one. Each touch caused a slight vibration. The entire structure was responding to their call. Each touch made the color of his crown change continuously in a short period of time.

He chanted an ancient and mysterious spell, the sound of the spell resonated with the surrounding air, forming a strange echo. The power of the ancient saints was returning through the mouth of the skink.

As the tempo of the spell quickened, the air around the Engine of the Gods became thicker, and energy surged wildly in the area. The invisible wind of magic began to take shape, and flickering points of light swirled around the Skin Lizard, gradually converging into a series of blazing lights.

The surrounding space began to tremble, and the entire world was being torn apart by an invisible force. The earth trembled slightly, the sky became more unstable, and all rules and order collapsed at this moment.

Suddenly, the Engine of the Gods began to vibrate violently. At this moment, time seemed to stop and everything around it fell silent. Then, with a loud bang, the Engine of the Gods completely released its accumulated energy like a volcanic eruption.

A beam of scorching light suddenly descended from the sky, its speed was so fast that it was difficult to capture. Every bit of heat in the beam contained the power to destroy the world. Like a sword of judgment, it pierced mercilessly into the incomplete line of the bloodletter with irresistible power.

Wherever the beam passed, the temperature of the air suddenly rose, and the rain and mud were evaporated, as if the whole world was reduced to ashes under this light. The vampires were unable to react at all, and could only cower in front of this destructive force. Their hideous faces were abnormally distorted under the illumination of the beam. The beam penetrated their bodies and instantly evaporated them into nothingness.

The ground cracked into huge gullies under the impact of this beam, and the place where the vampires once wreaked havoc now became an altar of blazing light. As the power of the beam gradually faded, the sky and the earth returned to their previous state. The rain was still falling, but the area baptized by the beam was left with only charred remains, and all traces of life had been wiped out.

"No!" Although he was filled with awe, Dorian rejected it again. Worried, he even reached out and held the hand of the Skin Lizard Priest, which was ready to strike.

Unlike the Solar Engine, the Engine of the Gods requires a long cool-down period before it can be restarted. In his opinion, the pressure that Drucci is facing now is far from reaching the point where the Engine of the Gods needs to be started.

In the past ten years on the continent of Lustria, he has deeply realized the difference between the Lizardmen Army and the Druchi Army. At the critical moment of transition, even the well-trained Druchi Army cannot switch as smoothly as the Lizardmen Army, so he needs some trump cards and some power in his hand, and the Engine of the Gods is the best trump card, of course, one of them.

On the other side, Gorok, feeling a huge threat, pushed aside the lizardman next to him and faced the Skull Taker.

Gorok's battle instincts were correct. Having collected countless trophies, the Skulltaker is the most powerful herald of Khorne. Wearing a cloak decorated with skulls, it wanders the battlefield, looking for the most powerful warriors so that it can cut off their heads after a brief sword salute.

The Skulltaker is an unrivaled duelist, wielding a powerful hell-forged blade called the Slayer's Blade. With its predator's instincts, it strikes at its enemies' weak spots. It rarely kills with a single blow, instead seeking to maim its foes before wrapping its palm around their head and searing the flesh and bones until only a perfect skull remains.

With a flick of the wrist, it can twist a skull from its spine and carry it back to its master. The skulls of its most memorable opponents are hung on its cloak, while others are impaled on spears around the copper fortress.

Although it was very powerful, it had also failed. When the two sides met, it recognized the enemy in front of it. The air around the battlefield seemed to condense, and the tense atmosphere was suffocating. Its eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light. The opportunity for revenge had come. It wanted to get great pleasure from revenge. It did not hesitate at all. With the characteristics of the hero's disaster, it announced its opponent and wanted to hang the skull of the big lizard on its cloak.

With the blessing of the Hero's Disaster, it performed a simple sword salute and took the lead in launching an attack. It rushed towards Gorok like a gust of wind, and its Slayer Sword drew a trail of afterimages in the air, heading straight for Gorok's head with the threat of death.

As a lizardman, Gorok lacked emotional response. He could not laugh, let alone sneer, and he could not think of sneering. But he had lived for a long time, so long that he had lived for thousands of years and had a good memory. He immediately raised the heavy Shield of Generations. The moment the blade of the Skull Reaper touched the Shield of Generations, it made a sharp sound. The collision of volcanic rock and metal tore the air apart.

He easily blocked the fatal blow of the Skull Taker, and then the Skull Taker launched a frenzy of attack, slashing the shield with the sword. Although the Skull Taker's attack was like a storm, he was not suppressed by the Skull Taker's fierce attack, nor was he forced to retreat repeatedly by the Skull Taker. He calmly observed every move of his opponent.

His steps were steady, and every move seemed to be precisely calculated, without wasting energy or leaving any opportunity for the opponent to take advantage. The Generation Shield in his hand seemed to be integrated with his body, constantly dispelling the attacks of the Skull Taker. Every block was extremely accurate, and every counterattack was deadly. The echo of the shield shook the battlefield like a war drum.

In a fierce attack, the Skulltaker's Slayer Sword once again slashed towards Gorok's head. This blow was full of destructive power, as if it would split Gorok in two.

However, Gorok had already seen through the Skull Taker's intentions, and he raised the Shield of Generations high up to block the attack. The moment the sword blade collided with the shield, dazzling sparks were set off. Unlike the previous times, this time the Skull Taker's sword was instantly deflected, and the gap in front of the Skull Taker opened up.

In the blink of an eye, he seized the fleeting opportunity. His strong arms swung the Urumak stick in his hand violently. This blow was full of primitive power and precise control. He seemed to have received personal guidance from the ancient saints at this moment. The stick swept out like thunder and went straight to the head of the skull snatcher.

A trace of astonishment flashed across the skull snatcher's eyes, and it tried to raise its shield to block, but it was too late. The club smashed into its head without any hindrance, and the horn on its head with the skull hanging on it was smashed to pieces. The force of the Urumak club was so strong that the curved corner of its jaw was also smashed to pieces. The next second, its face twisted and deformed with a dull loud noise.

Its body instantly stiffened, and violent shocks spread from its head to its entire body. As the blow landed, its fierce momentum instantly dissipated, and its body fell backwards slowly like a statue without support, and finally fell heavily to the ground, splashing mud.

Gorok stood in front of the skull-taker's body that had not been banished, looked at it coldly and walked away. He did not cheer like the Skinks, nor did he roar like Ku-Gar. He had defeated the skull-taker before, and more than once. He did not know how many times he had defeated the skull-taker he had just defeated. Was it the third time? The fourth time? It was not important. What was important was that he had to find the next gap, defeat the threatening enemy, and relieve the pressure on his companions.

There is no doubt that the skull-taker defeated by Gorok was lucky to some extent. At least it died like a warrior and died in battle.

Farther away, a blood harvester was not so lucky. It had been through many battles and was covered with wounds, but it was determined enough to command a small force. But now, the giant lizard Kami and Nakai, who had arrived yesterday, were playing with it like a toy. The big sword in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and of course Nakai's weapon was also thrown on the ground.

Although Nakai had abandoned his weapon, his hand was firmly grasping one of the Blood Reaper's legs, like a naughty child grabbing his favorite toy, and the toy had no chance of resistance.

The Blood Reaper still wanted to struggle, but every time it waved its arms it was like a futile protest, it was like a rag being tossed around, a rag doll. Its body drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

Nakai continued the game mercilessly. His strong body kept turning with the swing of his arms. The Blood Reaper was thrown into the air again and again, and fell heavily to the ground again. Every time it landed, it seemed to be knocked unconscious.

If Darkus was present, he would definitely think of the scene where the Hulk beat Loki.

While the Blood Reaper was still struggling with his head dizzy and his limbs weak, Kami had already stood by, holding the heavy hammer in his hand. Fortunately, there was no mischievous light flashing in his eyes, nor did he roar excitedly, saying something like: It's my turn! His wisdom could not do this, but it did not prevent him from swinging the hammer down like he usually did.

The Blood Reaper's body was smashed to the ground again, and the power of the giant hammer made it scream indescribably. With this blow, its body seemed to be deformed and its shape became unstable. But Nakai had no intention of stopping, and continued to lift it up with that huge force and smashed it to the ground again.

Once, twice, three times... Each impact shattered the Blood Reaper's body. Originally, its limbs were still struggling weakly, but under the enthusiastic treatment of Nakai and Kami, its movements became slower and slower, and weaker and weaker. Finally, it completely gave up struggling and collapsed to the ground.

Dorian, who had fought alongside Nakai and Kami, saw the miserable state of the Blood Reaper and felt his scalp tingling. But he held on for a few seconds because he had something important to do next. He had to change his formation because his old boss had persisted long enough and was about to reach his limit.

At this moment, a beast figure more powerful than the Demon Prince walked out of the portal in Zahuitak City. Its face was a mask of wild anger, with fangs and sharp teeth, surrounded by flowing black hair, which was scattered around and protected its head like a helmet. The huge mane spread along the back of the hump, and behind it were the remnants of two wings, broken and burned. (End of this chapter)