Warhammer

that's all.

What appeared in front of Al was a group of big and strong men, each of them a little giant, but surprisingly, they looked very gentle.

In addition to the physical sense of oppression, their powerful bodies give people the impression of being a group of very honest and peaceful farmers.

They pushed huge plows and hoes to turn the seeds on a plain, often followed by a minotaur who was responsible for sowing the seeds. Before sowing the seeds each time, they would cross their hands over their chests and pray silently.

Seeing this scene, Al couldn't help but sigh, the people are simple and honest, and the End of Time won the right. Even a bloodthirsty race like the Minotaur can become a simple farming group after getting rid of the influence of Chaos. I think humans, elves, and dwarves, who originally belong to the Order race, must have developed better.

The idea of ​​going to the civilized world, which had been a little bleak, seemed to be stirring again. I heard from Alina that the shepherd shamans of the Rejoicers Tribe were relatively conservative, otherwise they would not tolerate the nominal Beast King being a Chaos believer. In other places, the beastmen, humans and high elves merged, and it became the mainstream to enter cities or take root in the suburbs.

There was only one thing that was beyond Al's expectations.

A female minotaur.

The body size is slightly larger than the male.

And she has four pairs of breasts, which are an overwhelming advantage compared to Aries women.

But they are bull heads, bull heads!

Why is it that although both are beastmen, the horned beasts can be purified into a sweet and soft semi-human race like the sheep people, while the minotaur still maintains the appearance of a human-shaped bull body?

Al couldn't figure it out.

Alina unexpectedly has a very high reputation among the Tauren tribe. They don't seem to be afraid of and even want to respect the Centaur.

The latter confided his intention to get some clean food for the children (?), because the evil beasts led by Zaken often messed around, and the sanitation and cleaning of the camp were almost non-existent. He was a Chaos element, and the lowest-level Beastman among the Chaos followers.

The minotaurs were very welcoming, so enthusiastic that there was one female minotaur whose nostrils were as big as Al's eyes and whose fingers were thicker than his arms. She lifted up her clothes and motioned for Al to drink.

Looking at the outlet that was bigger than his own mouth, Al couldn't accept it and waved his hands repeatedly, retreating towards Alina and declining the Minotaur's kindness.

But there was food. The minotaurs took out their own rations, a kind of fragrant and sweet bread mixed with very hard seeds, or cake?

Al was able to judge based on his previous knowledge: this hard thing might be just a seed for the minotaur, but it was simply a stone for him, and it might help promote digestion.

This time he accepted their kindness, but he was not in a hurry to eat. He would study it while he had time. He continued to move forward. Al had always been curious about a question:

"How did the End win?"

Acha was cleaned up and came ashore? Walkerma killed the Chaos Army with a phone call?

Loyalty and filial piety. Is this really loyalty and filial piety? Asuryan stood up from his Phoenix toilet and aimed his sword at Middenheim?

In short, regarding the End, the biggest and most important history and change in the medieval world, Al has too many questions and wants to find someone in the know to explain it.

He couldn't feel at ease until he solved the biggest mystery compared to the plot he was familiar with, as well as the secret of the Blood Mother.

Soon, the shepherd shaman Thrall came with his men.

The sheep girls came forward and told their stories, then went back. There was a beautiful sheep mother who was tall and had fuller breasts, and she looked at Al in confusion, until Al noticed her attention and looked back, then she quietly left.

?

How come she is fat?

Did I bite it before?

Nothing.

Thrall warmly welcomed them into the tribe. It seemed that preparations had been made beforehand. At least none of the children were there, which made Al inexplicably irritated.

Alina also likes cubs very much. It is easier to talk to children around her, but it seems that Sal doesn't know that.

The enthusiasm of the shaman was probably mostly pretended, but a smiling person should not be hit, and the centaurs were only belligerent and brave, not tyrants. Moreover, when the young men among the shepherd's followers had just assassinated Al, Al not only let the centaurs let go of the living beastmen, but also came to visit in the name of food. He really looked very different from the imagined son of evil.

So the two sides started communicating in a happy atmosphere.

"The moment of the end?"

Thrall leaned on his cane, his old but wise forehead wrinkled.

"Are you talking about the Great War?"

Is it a translation problem?

Then ask a key person.

"Well, probably. He rides on a donkey or a black horse, and is known as the Lord of Three Eyes, the Commander-in-Chief of World Destruction, the Eternal God..." Before Al could finish his words, he felt his ears burning and he quickly covered them in shock.

【Don’t tell it! 】

A voice that was obviously filled with suppressed anger exploded in Al's ears like thunder. The fantasy of an endless sea of ​​blood flashed before Al's eyes again. Densely packed skulls were piled up layer by layer until they floated to the surface of the sea. A single wave could crush a mountain of skulls, but more skulls were thrown into the sea every moment.

El's eyes went dark and he almost fainted, but luckily the centaur girl was behind him and held him up in time.

Before he had time to think about the horror, he heard even more terrible news.

"I've never heard of such a person. Uh, maybe I'm just ignorant." Sal shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Al felt that there seemed to be no reason for it to lie to him, so he became even more confused. If he was asked who the Eternal Chosen One was when Chaos went south for the first or second time, it would be normal for him not to know. For example, he even knew only one person, Moka.

But that was Archaon!

The three-eyed king riding a dark horse, the world-destroying commander who is destined to destroy the world (it seems he failed), the most prestigious eternal chosen one!

It even survived into the Age of Sigmar, and was able to chat and laugh with the Horned Rat who had ascended to the position of the fourth god (referring to spitting rat saliva).

"How was the great war won? Who was involved?"

Sal could give him some answers to this question.

"The Shepherd God awakened at the final stage of the Great War. It was at that time that He guided our ancestors to leave the Chaos camp and pass through the vast ruins of the human empire and the underground world of the desolate mountains. When they walked out of the Athel Loren Forest, the first group of Shepherd God's sons who were free from the corruption of Chaos were born into the world."

"They settled in the forest and began to capture those of their kind who were still corrupted by Chaos. They tied them in front of the shrine of the shepherd god. Those who gradually came to their senses became our kind, and those who still worshiped destruction could only sacrifice to nature."

"I know very little about the Northern War. After all, Thrall is already very old. Perhaps I will never leave the forest again in my lifetime. As for the war you want to know, probably only..."

Then, Al watched old Thrall start to sing and dance, and the sudden change in style made him think he smelled curry.

"The Knights of the North have blown their horns... The red shadows... Follow them..."

"Human Chieftain, wherever the sword points..."

"Nature cries, the phoenix flies...it rushes to the earth...burns impurities..."

The beastmen watching seemed to be intoxicated by it, and Al also felt a unique charm that was ancient and vast.

in conclusion.

The saddest and most epic rumor at the end of time seems to have come true.

The Holy Grail Knights and Blood Dragons launched a desperate charge in the decisive battle, along with them were Dragon Princes, whose number was estimated to be less than a hand, and because Thrall's song and dance mentioned a mention of the Dragon Knights, they followed closely behind.

The three knights representing the most powerful military forces of the Old World fought their way to Acha (doubtful), and the Emperor possessed by Sigmar arrived with reinforcements. The Order coalition fought back in one go, and the incarnation of the god, who might be Asuryan, walked out of the Kingdom of God and swooped down to the earth in the form of a phoenix. The flames burned away the corruption of Chaos wherever they went. Chaos was defeated, and Order won a great victory.

Humans cried out in tears, "God bless our Emperor Franz", dwarves sang, "Endless mountains will never fall", and elves sang, "The United Kingdom is unbreakable..."

Strange.

So weird.

It's not strange, it's just too smooth.

Doubts, big and small, kept popping up in Al's mind.

After listening to the whole story, it was exactly like countless things that had happened in the past: evil invaded, justice declined, justice united, and justice fought back; such a great and glorious legendary story was incompatible with the original tone of the world full of depression and despair.

It doesn't seem like...

The moment of end.

Chapter 14: Chaos and I are sworn enemies!

With the warning in place and the fact that Thrall didn't seem to know much, Al didn't investigate further.

He had a hunch that there must be a big problem regarding the end.

conspiracy!

Thrall had also traveled around the outside world. He claimed that he had participated in a movement to fight for the rights of beastmen in an elven colony, but was caught and some fled by the airborne dark elf admiral. He was disappointed with his former leaders who decisively changed their positions after being arrested, betrayed their compatriots, and became spokesmen for the elves. So he converted to the conservative teachings of the Shepherd of All Things that were "in harmony with nature" and chose to return to Estalia with a small group of beastmen, and came to the Revelers tribe, which had already begun to show signs of Slaanesh's corruption.

Weird things happened here.

As the mortal enemy of the mortal world, any order-oriented deity and its believers would usually fight to the death when encountering chaos. However, Thrall believed that chaos and order, corruption and purity were all part of the harmony of nature. Completely eliminating one side or making one side too strong would lead to imbalance.

Thrall simply took root in the Revelers, one reason being the need for seclusion and retreat, and the other being to monitor and suppress the Slaanesh corruption in the Revelers tribe.

During his conversation with Aiur, Thrall firmly believed that all corruption should be under this kind of permissive but not indulgent supervision, so that it can be dealt with in a timely manner at any time without causing an imbalance in the harmony of nature. This is the core of practicing the way of the shepherd.

......

fall!

What is the Medieval Balance Sect?

Ai'er said, "I don't understand" about Thrall's belief, but I was greatly shocked.

This kind of indulgence in chaos and the wrong idea that it can be controlled already need to be cleared up with a grenade launcher, but Ai'er is not the son or grandson of the emperor. Currently he just wants to be a tribesman who can understand the situation and live a good life.

Al didn't know whether he was considered a beastman or not. He was born in a beastman tribe and was expected to be raised by beastmen in the future. Apart from growing up too fast, he seemed to have no other abnormalities.

The centaur girl brought him a lot of food, including some strange dry food, some strange fruits, and some very familiar dairy products, which probably tasted like what he had just tasted.

He ate while chatting with Thrall. He was very patient with this young shaman who did not show any terrible behavior. He talked to him slowly, one sentence after another, and was willing to teach Al some common sense or not-so-hidden things.

The latter was also happy to learn about the situation, at least in a small range, and should not be illiterate and blind. As they chatted, looking at the old and kind face, Al suddenly had a surprising idea.

"After the Great War, Chaos continued to decline, and Thrall's teachings pursued a balance between Order and Chaos. He could even tolerate the Slaanesh Beastmaster beside him. He must think that Chaos is currently at a disadvantage... Could it be that he is using me as a new bargaining chip for Chaos?"

The more I think about it, the more this is possible. It just feels weird. For example, Al is a strong believer in order. Apart from some lewd pursuits, he has always been at odds with N Dad, K, and T.

Alina said he was the God of Chaos, the son of the "Blood Mother".

It sounds very erotic and makes people want to do something erotic saying that he is also "her" son.

There is also the centaur girl who has only been in office for less than three hours. Strictly speaking, if she is divided according to the nine-square grid, she should also belong to the lawful evil or chaotic neutral camp.

Finally, there is Sigma’s biological mother.

Three to one.

The biological mother was a female knight who was captured by the beastmen, and then became pregnant and gave birth to a child (although it was conceived by the Holy Spirit).

There is no doubt that Ai'er's birth naturally carries the strongest mark of Chaos, the old eight-pointed star Chaos Flag. If Chaos had won the Last War, he would still be born, and in the future he would at least be a character at the level of "Beauty" Sigvar.

Looking at Thrall's old face, it seemed that he had seen through the other party's thoughts. If he was not a big bad guy, they would not be afraid. If he was a big bad guy, he would burn, kill, and plunder, increase the wind of chaos, and help Thrall and his men to restore the balance between good and evil. Then he would be taken away by the heroic lord and his head would be used as a bowl...

According to the medieval setting, when El becomes the demon king and comes to defeat him, it won't be the female knight of Guss who wears less than she reveals, the pretty female mage who can only cast a few fireballs and bully small monsters, or the priestess who has no other function except Guss and the evil fall into RBQ...

He can fight giants, demons, and green-skinned warlords alone. A legendary dwarf slayer of dragons, an elite hunter who can shoot through a paper chin with an arrow from 800 meters away, a living saint who can carry cannonballs in his flesh, an exorcist who is highly skilled and merciless to evil, and a bald big guy who can call Sigma at any time to call for heaven's intervention.

Especially according to Thrall's description, there was a natural recovery after the Great War, with creatures like giant beasts and monsters emerging in endlessly. The elves also awakened a large number of dragons to defend the country. It is possible that the full dragon fleet that only appeared in the game after the Battle of Longbeard can still be deployed thousands of miles away, and a row of breath can directly carry out a saturation attack.

Acha probably can't bear it either.

No!

Thinking of the terrible consequences of his mixed vote, including but not limited to being burned to slag by dragon breath, being crushed by a living saint, being captured by witch hunters and taken back to the dungeon to be tortured by a group of nuns whose arms and muscles were thicker than his thighs, being tied to a barbecue grill by a big bald head and offered to Sigma...

I have an mortal enemy with Chaos!

Al almost shouted out loud. Thrall, who was chatting with him, didn't know that the boy had imagined a lot. He was still enthusiastically introducing him to the tribal delicacies: a kind of bread with rabbit or lamb flavor that had to go through a gastrointestinal digestion process to soften the shell and then fermented to make very delicious bread.

He declined the offer.

Apart from being stubborn about a doctrine that is so bizarre that people suspect it was fabricated by T the Great Demon, Thrall is a pretty good old man. If he were in the East, he would be an elder with the qualities and virtues of the "Three Elders" in the traditional Aurora borealis tradition.

For Al, as long as someone doesn't shout at him or is hostile to him, he thinks that person is a good person.

At this moment, the centaur girl suddenly held down El's head, and he looked over in confusion.

The woman tilted her head in confusion, but the royal sister's facial movements looked a little silly and cute.

"My hammer is moving."

Her words stunned Al, and then he was horrified and almost thought that the woman was also a witcher.

"Blood will flow..."

She murmured to herself, and suddenly shouted wildly:

"War is coming!"

After Alina said this, her face revealed unstoppable excitement and laughter. She picked up Al by the waist and rushed out of the tribe with the hammer in one hand.