The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

However, the bandits continued to charge forward. Link's eyes kept moving among the charging team, looking for the most threatening target and thinking about the response strategy in advance.

"Detonate trap number eight!" Link ordered again. Whoosh whoosh whoosh! The rocket streaked across the sky again. Boom! The trap was detonated. A huge explosion sounded again. Flames and smoke engulfed an area again.

Cooper's expression was a little numb now. He had experienced many battles, but this was the first time he had encountered a battle like this. The continuous explosions seemed to ring in his ears, making his eardrums buzz. However, he did not retreat, but instead strengthened his determination to fight.

"Lady Ingrid! Enemies are coming!" A soldier shouted with blood all over his face. His voice was full of fear and tension, but Ingrid could hear determination and courage in it.

"Everyone, get ready! Today will not be our last day! I! Ingrid! It is an honor to fight with you! The gods will bless us! Lord Link will bless us!" Ingrid encouraged the soldiers loudly. Her words boosted the morale of the soldiers. They held their weapons tightly and prepared to meet the enemy's charge.

"Lord Ingrid! We can definitely defeat these bandits! If there is still a chance! I will continue to serve under you next time!" A soldier shouted loudly. His words represented the voice of all the soldiers, who were willing to fight to the last moment for Ingrid and the city of Mislina.

Ingrid calmly commanded the soldiers to fight. Although she was a woman, she showed extraordinary courage and wisdom on the battlefield. With her characteristics on the battlefield, she gained the loyalty and respect of many soldiers.

"Hahaha! The enemy is coming! Brothers! Show us our might! Kill them all!" Cooper shouted, his voice full of ambition. He waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards the enemy, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and hatred on these bandits.

"Roar!" The soldiers responded to Cooper's call, they rushed towards the enemy and fought a desperate battle with the bandits. In the flash of swords and shadows, people kept falling, but more people bravely moved forward without flinching.

The shield wall formed by 50 Crucible Knights endured tremendous pressure from the collision of to people. They leaned together tightly and used their shields to resist the enemy's attacks. However, under the crazy charge of the robbers, several gaps finally appeared in the shield wall. The robbers took the opportunity to rush into the gaps and started a close fight with the warriors.

In a flash, the most brutal battle began under the city wall. Soldiers and bandits tangled together, fighting to the death. Blood dyed the ground red, and wailing and screaming were heard one after another, which made people shudder.

On the wall, Link clenched his fists. He could sense that these new recruits were constantly suffering casualties. Even two Crucible Knights fell in the battle, and their sacrifice made Link feel heartbroken. However, he knew that now was not the time to be sad, and he had to do his best to command this battle.

They were about to face an enemy several times their own, but Link did not despair. He knew that whether Mislina City could stand here completely did not depend on Link alone, but on everyone in Mislina City. Only by uniting as one could they defeat the powerful enemy.

"Eloi! Detonate traps 2, 6, 8, and 9!" Link ordered again. His voice was firm and powerful, as if everything was under his control. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Rockets streaked through the sky again, boom! The traps were detonated, and a huge explosion sounded on the battlefield. Flames and smoke once again engulfed an area.

At this time, the eyes of the musketeers had also turned red. But it was not the blood red of the bandits, but the red caused by anger and hatred. They watched their comrades fall one by one, and the anger and hatred in their hearts burned like a blazing flame. They pulled the trigger, turning hatred and anger into bullets and shooting at the enemy.

Gunshots, explosions, roars, screams... all continued to be heard along this short wall. It seemed as if the whole world was plunged into chaos and slaughter. However, in this chaos and slaughter, there was a firm force supporting everyone - that was the love for Mislina and the determination to protect their homeland.

"Kill!" Cooper pierced the chest of the robber with his sword. However, his arm was also slashed. Blood instantly dyed his sleeves red, and the tendons of his left hand seemed to be cut by this blow. The shield fell to the ground, and his left hand fell down weakly.

The constant pain swept through his body, but he still maintained his clear will. He tightly grasped the sword in his right hand and kept swinging it at the enemy. His eyes were full of determination and courage, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and hatred on these bandits.

"Ah!" Cooper suddenly screamed. He felt a sword slash his back hard, and the pain almost made him faint. His body fell forward, but at the moment of falling to the ground, he barely turned around and looked at the enemy in front of him.

He saw several bandits walking towards him with grim smiles, holding shining swords in their hands. Cooper saw that his sword had fallen a few meters away, and he knew that he could no longer fight. His heart was filled with despair and regret - he had not yet seen Mislina become the leading city in the North; he still had too many regrets and unfinished business...

However, at this moment, a dark flame suddenly came from behind the robbers. Instantly, the robbers were burned to ashes! Cooper opened his eyes wide in surprise and watched this scene happen. He didn't know where the black flame came from, but he knew it was his life-saving straw.

Behind the flames, several familiar figures were rushing towards him. They were Fergus and several other Crucible Knights! Fergus waved his sledgehammer and said with a smile, "Are you okay?" His sledgehammer was covered in blood. He didn't know how many unlucky people had been smashed into meat patties by this hammer.

An old man in leather armor also ran over, holding a sickle in his hand. He swiftly picked up the sword that Cooper had lost and placed it in front of Cooper: "We saw that you had a hard time fighting, so we came out. Don't look at me as an old man, I was a soldier before! How about it, little guy? Can you still fight?" The old man's sickle and leather armor were also stained with a lot of blood, but his eyes were unusually firm.

Cooper couldn't help but look around, and then he found that the civilians who were originally guarding the wall had also rushed out with their weapons to join the battle! Some of them were farmers holding hoes; some were craftsmen holding sticks; and some were women holding kitchen knives... Although they had not received professional training, their courage and determination were no less than those of professional soldiers.

"Kill those guys who dare to invade our territory! Brothers, follow me for honor and faith! We have families and loved ones behind us, we must not retreat, and we must not lose face for the warriors of Mislina! We must defend our homeland to the death and not let any enemy take even a single step closer!"

Fergus, who was standing in the front, with his hair and beard standing up and his eyes wide open, also shouted: "You little bastards! Did you hear me? For the dignity of the dwarf race, for the glory of our ancestors, don't lose the bravery and tenacity of us dwarves when you charge!" After that, he waved a huge battle axe and led the dozen or so dwarves behind him who were also furious, and rushed forward like a tiger descending from a mountain.

At this moment, the entire city of Mislina, whether soldiers or civilians, was united as never before! They had only one belief in their hearts - to defend their homeland until death!

159. Pretend time

On the city wall, the wind was a bit biting, blowing on Link's resolute face. His eyes were like torches, penetrating through the layers of smoke, looking directly at the land below that was devoured by the flames, and the people of Mislina who were bravely resisting regardless of life and death. Those ordinary faces on weekdays seemed unusually brave at this moment. Every time they swung their swords and every time they charged, it seemed as if they were announcing to the world: This city will never surrender easily.

"Master Link, are you going to..." There was a hint of uncertainty in Eloi's voice. She watched Link slowly take off his coat, and an inexplicable premonition surged in her heart. Link's figure looked particularly tall in the sunset, and his every move seemed to foreshadow the coming storm.

"It's time for me to take action myself." Link's voice was calm and firm, and his words revealed an unquestionable determination. "The population of Mislina City is not large to begin with. How can I bear to let these innocent people sacrifice their lives to protect their homes? Eloi, you are responsible for detonating all the remaining traps, and then the musketeers will be under your command. Remember, once the enemy enters the range of 50 meters, let them shoot freely without mercy. In addition, the machine gunners don't have to wait any longer, let them shoot freely!"

"Yes! Lord Link!" Eloi straightened her back, with a determined light in her eyes. She knew that at this moment, she had to be Link's strong backer and contribute her own strength to protecting the city.

Link's figure shook slightly, and golden ripples flashed around him, as if the space was touched by this force. Then, an ancient and majestic spear appeared in his hand out of thin air, with a faint cold light on the spear body and a heart-pounding aura.

Without the slightest hesitation, Link leaped down from the city wall like a tiger ready to attack, and headed straight for the battlefield. His figure drew a graceful arc in the air, and the golden fighting spirit on his black armor fluttered in the air behind him like a cloak, covering the afterglow of the sunset under this majestic momentum.

"Ah..." Link's deep roar echoed in his chest, and surging energy kept surging in his body, as if a sleeping beast had been awakened and was rampaging in his chest. This power was not only his weapon, but also his protection, and even more so his honor as a hunter.

The more skilled the hunter is, the better he knows how to control the overall situation. Link knows that in this battle, he not only has to face fierce enemies, but also has to keep an eye on the dynamics of the battlefield to ensure that every plan can be executed accurately. How the prey will attack, where will it escape, when to cut off the prey's trachea, how to use this surging power...all of this requires his calm judgment and precise control.

As Link landed, the surging fighting spirit instantly spread, as if covering the entire sky. The scorching sun that was originally hanging high in the sky suddenly became dim at this moment, and was replaced by a blood moon hanging high in the sky, covering the entire battlefield in a strange blood color. The blood moon in the sky seemed to sense Link's state of mind, and it looked particularly lonely and desolate, as if it was also mourning for the upcoming decisive battle.

"Damn...what's going on!?" The one-eyed scorpion stared at the sudden change in the sky with his eyes wide open in horror. He had never seen such a strange phenomenon before, and he couldn't imagine where this power came from. This kind of power was simply unheard of and unseen!

Under the cold moonlight, the tip of the spear in Link's hand trembled slightly, as if telling of the upcoming slaughter. He silently clenched the spear, and surging energy came from the spear. It was the true inheritance of the Thousand Soul Hunter, and it was enough to hunt the King of Warcraft, Leviathan! This power boiled and roared in his body, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

Finally, a smile appeared on Link's lips. It was the confidence in his strength, the desire for victory, and the persistence in protecting. "I found it, this feeling..." he whispered to himself. At this moment, he seemed to merge with the spear in his hand and became the most dazzling existence on this battlefield.

In this silent and dark "night" obscured by the surging fighting spirit, the brilliant red moon illuminates Link's lonely and determined figure. The surging power of the monster overflows from the gap between his armor and helmet, forming a series of radiant halos. Behind him, the light spear formed by the interweaving of the two forces flashes dazzlingly like stars dotting the night sky. It is a fierce, sharp, yet restrained, dazzling light, which is a testimony to Link's love and protection for this land.

Under the red moon, his light illuminated the battlefield, making every enemy tremble and feel the approach of death. At this moment, Link seemed to be Leviathan coming again, with endless killing and destructive power, vowing to completely eliminate the enemies on this land.

"The hunt begins!" Link's voice was deep and powerful, like a call from ancient times, awakening the soul of killing dormant in the depths of the earth. He swung his spear violently, releasing all the power of the monsters he had absorbed, and reshaped the strongest enemy he had ever encountered on the day of the rising red moon - that was the night of the deadly battle between the hunter and the Leviathan!

In an instant, Link fired his own power into the sky, transforming it into a large number of hunting rifles that pierced the ground. The dense rain of gunfire was like the scythe of the god of death, nailing the bandits to death on the spot with unparalleled precision! The power was so powerful and terrifying that it shocked everyone present.

The one-eyed scorpion felt the throbbing of death, a terrifying feeling as if being stared at by a prehistoric beast. He was trembling with fear from the bottom of his heart and wanted to escape, but he found that his feet were as heavy as lead. Soon, he saw a dazzling light flying towards him! This light was like a meteor that cut through the night sky, carrying the momentum of destroying everything, and all the robbers who dared to stop it were crushed into powder in an instant by this terrifying energy that could penetrate everything!

"Damn it! What...what is this!" One-eyed Scorpion shouted in horror. He had never seen such a powerful enemy before. This energy far exceeded any platinum-level warrior he knew! This power, which was enough to crush everything, made him feel unprecedented despair and fear.

"Why! Why is there such a strong man in such a small town!?" The one-eyed scorpion roared in his heart. He was unwilling to fail and die like this! However, the reality was cruel. The dazzling light gun was like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting his life. Under the surging light gun, even the horse he was riding was crushed into powder by this force!

Finally, in the midst of thousands of enemies, Link used his unrivaled absolute strength to remove the head of the one-eyed scorpion. He did not stop for a moment, put away his spear, and in the next moment switched to the power of the paladin. His figure drew a graceful arc in the air, as sacred and solemn as an angel descending.

"Justice!" Link's voice echoed in the air. As he called out, a circular magic circle suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. Just as the bandits were still stunned, countless spears of light condensed by the power of holy light suddenly fell from the sky! The spears of light fell as violently as the previous ones, nailing them firmly to the ground! The rain of gunfire formed by the golden spears of light lasted for more than ten seconds!

Immediately afterwards, the same figure that stunned everyone appeared right above the magic circle! It was an angel with four white wings on her back! Her wings shone with holy light under the moonlight, as if she was a sacred being that had walked out of a myth. The appearance of this angel made the entire battlefield quiet down, and everyone held their breath, as if even the air had frozen at this moment.

Link also saw the full appearance of this beautiful angel. Her face was gentle and kind, and her eyes sparkled with wisdom and love. Her wings fluttered gently, bringing gusts of soft wind, making everyone present feel the protection and care from the gods. And the angel seemed to notice Link's gaze, she smiled back, and then threw the Spear of Judgment in her hand!

"Boom!" The Spear of Judgment landed right in the center of the bandits! With a loud bang and a dazzling light, the power of Holy Light exploded! It was like a high-yield missile exploding! Even the bandits who were a little further away were blown away by the air wave caused by the explosion of the power of Holy Light, and were seriously injured and vomited blood!

"Oh my god! That's... an angel!"

"It's an angel that only appears in mythology!"

The residents of Mislina were all stunned after seeing this scene! They had never thought that they would be able to witness the coming of an angel with their own eyes! The shock and emotion at this moment almost made them forget the pain and fatigue of the battle.

After the angel disappeared, a pair of white wings spread out behind Link! He flew into the air like a real angel! His wings shone with holy light in the sun, shrouding the entire battlefield in peace and tranquility.

"Wings of Faith!" Link called out in a low voice. As he called out, the power of the holy light spread out, and the light of the stars fell on the injured and dead people. In just a blink of an eye, their injuries were healed! Those who were attacked and should have died now all stood up miraculously! And the wounds of the injured have also recovered!

"Resurrection!? Is this... a miracle?"

Fergus, Cooper and others who had never seen such a scene were also stunned by the scene at the moment. They couldn't believe their eyes, and they couldn't believe that such a magical power really existed in this world.

Isabel and her mother Octavia, who were staring at the battlefield from afar, also widened their eyes. They looked at the pair of white wings and holy light in the sky, their hearts filled with awe and emotion. Wings are the symbol of angels; and angels often represent gods! Could it be that Link is really the representative of God in the world?

Everyone was too busy to care about anything else. At this moment, the holy light from the pair of white wings fell down, and everyone suddenly felt an endless stream of power flowing out of their bodies! Their fatigue, pain, and fear seemed to be dispelled by this holy power, and replaced by unprecedented courage and determination.

"No one can take away our lives! Take away our lives!" A voice rang out among the crowd, with determination and unyielding spirit.

"For the loved ones behind us! For everything we have! For the city of Mislina! For ourselves!" More people joined in, and their voices merged into a powerful torrent, echoing over the battlefield.

Nothing is more inspiring than "immortality"! This power from the gods made everyone see the light of hope and victory. They took up their weapons, rushed towards the enemy with red eyes, and vowed to completely wipe out these bandits on this land!

"Kill all these bandits!!!" Link raised his arms and shouted. His voice resounded through the sky like thunder, inspiring the fighting spirit and courage in everyone's heart.

With one call, hundreds of people responded. The entire battlefield seemed to be ignited by an irresistible force. Even the farmers who worked hard on weekdays had red eyes and were full of anger. They picked up the forks and sharp axes at hand and joined the battlefield without hesitation!

"Kill all these evil bandits!!! For our homes and our loved ones, we must not let them trample on us at will!" Angry shouts rose one after another, resounding through the sky.

160. Enjoy

Under the fierce counterattack of all the people and soldiers, the more than 600 bandits who had lost the bloodthirsty spell and had no fighting spirit quickly collapsed in the face of the tide-like offensive. Their eyes were full of fear and despair. In the face of this one-sided killing, they were like frightened birds, fleeing in all directions, trying to find a glimmer of hope in despair. However, on this battlefield of iron and blood, their fate had already been determined.

"Master Link, we have won!" Cooper waved his sword, his excitement evident in his words. His face was covered in blood and sweat, but his eyes were shining with the light of victory. His words were full of excitement and pride, as if at this moment, all the fatigue and pain had disappeared.

Link looked at the land baptized by gunpowder and fire, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew very well that behind this victory were the heroic sacrifices of countless soldiers and the tenacious resistance of the people. He nodded slowly, his voice firm and powerful: "Yes! We won, but we also paid a price for this battle. Cooper, you must immediately organize people to clean up the battlefield. The bodies of those bandits should be cremated directly to avoid causing plague. The holes caused by the explosives should also be filled as soon as possible to restore the original appearance of the city. Also, if there are casualties, they must be treated quickly. Although I hope there are no casualties, we must prepare for the worst."

After arranging these specific matters, Link slowly walked into the blood-stained city gate. His steps were heavy and firm, and every step seemed to tell the cruelty and hardship of war. The continuous release of big moves almost exhausted the magic power in his body. He needed to rest and recover.

Looking at the blood-stained gate, Link sighed softly. He knew the cruelty of war better than anyone else. But even so, he never backed down. He knew that the road ahead was still long, and the enemies he would face might be stronger and the war might be more cruel. But he was ready, and he was willing to give everything for this land and the people here.

"We won!" Cheers rang out at the city gate, blowing away the haze of war like a spring breeze.

"Long live Lord Link!" The people held high their weapons and flags, their faces filled with the joy of victory and admiration for Link.

"Long live the city of Mislina!" The voice resounded through the sky like thunder. It was not only a celebration of victory, but also a deep love and commitment to this land.

As soon as Link walked into the city gate, he heard cheers from the civilians inside. Their voices were full of passion and power, as if they wanted to pass on the joy of victory to everyone. A warm current surged in Link's heart, and he knew that all this was for him and for their common home.

"Brother Link! We won!" At this time, the little boy ran over again. He cheered and stretched out his little hand to grab Link's arm. His face was filled with an innocent smile, and his eyes sparkled with admiration and love for Link.

Link looked at the little boy, and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. But he avoided the little boy's hand. His body was covered with blood and sweat, and he didn't want these dirt to taint the little boy's innocence. He looked at the little boy's puzzled eyes and said apologetically: "Brother, your body is covered with blood, it's too dirty."

The little boy heard what Link said, but he didn't back down. He stubbornly grabbed Link's arm, completely ignoring the blood stains on his clothes. His eyes were full of determination and admiration: "Brother Link is not dirty, Brother Link is the most handsome. He is like a hero, driving away all the bad guys!"

Link smiled, he no longer cared about it. He lifted the little boy up and held him in his arms. The little boy cheered even louder, his face filled with a happy smile. At this moment, Link seemed to see the hope and light of the future.

The cheering citizens saw Link coming in, and they all stopped and looked at their Lord Link with admiration. They knew that it was Link who brought them order and peace, and it was Link who allowed them to live happily on this land. Their hearts were filled with respect, gratitude and admiration for Link.

This time, Link's position in their hearts is unshakable. Some people who do not believe in God directly regard Link as their patron saint. They believe that Link is the representative of God in the world and the messenger who gives everyone a happy life. They look at Link's white wings and angelic face, and their hearts are filled with awe and gratitude.

"Master Link, you are amazing. You actually beat back those bandits!" a young man shouted excitedly. His voice was full of admiration and worship for Link.

"Master Link, you are our hero!" an old man said tremblingly. Tears flashed in his eyes, as if he saw the hope for the future of Mislina City.

"Master Link, I also want to be a soldier. Is the City Guard still recruiting?" a young man asked excitedly, his eyes sparkling with longing and desire for the future.

Listening to the voice, Link put down the little boy in his arms. He raised his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. His voice was firm and powerful, as if it could penetrate everyone's heart: "Our victory is not the credit of me alone. The heroes are the warriors of our Mislina City! Everyone in our Mislina City! The heroes are those warriors who fought bloody battles for our Mislina City on the battlefield! They have never retreated or been timid in the face of enemies that are several times their own. Because they know that behind them are the homes and families that we swore to protect!"

Link's words were full of respect and gratitude for the warriors. He pointed to the soldiers outside the city wall, who were covered in blood and too tired to walk, and said affectionately: "Please give your thanks and gratitude to these warriors! The glory should belong to them! From now on, our city of Mislina will have our own army! From now on, they will be called the Storm Army!"

"Oh! Stormtroopers! Stormtroopers!" The citizens responded to Link's call one after another. Their voices resounded through the sky like thunder, as if to convey their respect and gratitude to the warriors to everyone.

Led by Link, the citizens rushed out. They spontaneously helped clean up the battlefield and treated the wounded. Their faces were filled with hope and light for the future, as if they had seen the future prosperity of Mislina City.

Looking at these enthusiastic residents, Link also showed a gratified smile on his face. He knew that all this was for their common home and their common future. He believed that under the protection of the Stormtroopers, Mislina would become one of the most powerful cities in the North. They would sweep away all the injustice and darkness and bring happiness and light to everyone.

After the battle, Link began to enjoy himself thoroughly.

Like Shiranui, after the battle, she was also successfully conquered by Link's power.

In the room, Shiranui hugged Link, and because she hugged too tightly, her two huge, soft snow-white peaks pressed down on Link's head, almost suffocating him.

Can you bear this?

Obviously impossible!

Link used his strength to break free from the embrace and threw Shiranui onto the bed.

"Link... Sir... Rough...!"

"Hmm? Now, Shiranui, lift your butt up. The master's punishment is going to be severe, so be prepared!"

As he spoke, Link's big hands grabbed her and pulled her over. He then lifted the few coverings on Shiranui's body. His fingers were like nimble snakes and soon slipped into the wet, soft and tight flower path.

"Yes, it hurts...Sir..."

"That's all. Isn't it already wet?"

Shiranui's body instantly went limp, unconsciously leaning against Link's broad, strong arms.

Link's slender fingers had already entered the honey path. It was too tight inside, and not even a single finger could get in. Link frowned, and his fingers ruthlessly pulled and kneaded the little bud that stood upright outside the honey path.

"Um...ah, sir..." Shiranui twisted her body uncomfortably.

From time to time, streams of flower juice emerged from the honey path, instantly wetting Link's hands and making a "gurgling" sound.

Link's eyes narrowed slightly, and he seized the opportunity with two fingers and fiercely entered the flower path!

"what!"

The pain brought Shiranui back to her senses! She quickly covered her lips again, and her honey path also tightened unconsciously.

Shiranui's eyes were moist, and she kept twisting her body, while the fingers under her crotch went deeper and deeper, rubbing back and forth continuously.

Soon, Link felt a resistance coming from inside, which was a thin membrane.

its not right!

Isn’t Shiranui a married woman? She even gave birth to Yukikaze, so how could she have a membrane?

Could it be a system problem that requires the membrane to be repaired?

Link controlled the strength perfectly and did not break the membrane. When he touched it, he pulled his hand out forcefully.

"Well, sir, be gentler..."

Shiranui let out a soft moan, patting Link gently with her soft hands before hugging Link's sturdy body tightly.

Soon, a strange feeling came over Shiranui.