Real elves vs fake elves

"The garrison castle is the first one we built and it also has the strongest defensive capabilities, including the sentinels around it - that is, the satellite cities."

"What can defend against a large army is never a single grand fortress, but a group of fortresses that can provide support, communicate and exchange with each other."

The sentry captain didn't know whether she was convinced or not. She just bowed and chose to carry out the other party's order.

Monroe: "The first thing I will do when I come here is to inform you of the relevant strategic deployment. The staff will soon issue detailed tactical orders. Material supply and tunnel widening will also be carried out in 15 minutes. You must be prepared accordingly."

The captain of the guard should naturally be it, and this is as it should be. Whether it is the arrival of supplies or the expansion of the tunnel, it will greatly enhance the defense capability of this outpost.

"The second thing... this is my battle flag. I want you to hang it in the most conspicuous place to announce my arrival to all Chaos believers."

These words shocked the captain of the guard and the guards watching around him, and someone immediately raised an objection.

"Sir, isn't this a bit too conspicuous? It can even be said that there is a high probability of causing a counter-effect. Any normal person would regard this behavior as a trap. No qualified commander would fall into this trap. Chaos is not..."

I got stuck in the middle of my sentence.

There is absolutely no way to say anything more.

The lady who was speaking originally wanted to say that Chaos Believers were not fools, but after thinking about the morals of Chaos Believers, she felt that her words seemed a little unconvincing.

Idiot, that's not a Chaos believer.

Even a fool might not fall for a trap of this level, but it's hard to say for Chaos Believers.

"Yes, that's right." Monroe said this with a sense of helplessness, "If I don't make it more conspicuous, those who believe in chaos may not notice it."

"As for thinking that this place might be a trap... there might be a few Chaos followers who think so, but most Chaos followers don't have such a brain."

"We need to set a trap, but the trap can't be too difficult. This kind of thing is still difficult for us."

Chapter 152 I ask you if it is difficult? Yes!

It is an exaggerated stereotype that Chaos Believers are all idiots. The reason why this stereotype is exaggerated is that most Chaos Believers are even more stupid than ordinary people can imagine.

In order to let the Chaos followers know the location of the fortress where Commander Monroe was, all the elves on the front line did everything they could, including but not limited to making loud noises on the city walls, plotting loudly beside the half-crippled Chaos followers pretending to be dead, and displaying Monroe's ceremonial guards around the fortresses like crazy...

And the result of all these actions is... quite useless.

These Chaos believers seemed to be blind and were not moved at all, as if they had no idea what would happen if an army lost its commander. They had no desire to destroy the elven command center, or it could be said that most of the Chaos believers did not know the importance of decapitation.

Even if the elves pinched their necks and told them where Monroe was, these Chaos followers just looked confused and said "Huh?"

It seems like there's nothing else left in these bastards' brains except "rape, rape, rape, and murder."

The elves were in a state of panic; even war had never caused them so much pain.

Naturally, he is evil-minded.

After using this clumsy "tactic" for about half a month, the Chaos believers finally responded.

This news finally reached the ears of the Chaos Wizard.

The Chaos Wizard was overjoyed to receive such important information, and then he decided...

Instead of telling other colleagues the news, he tried to use a surprise attack to monopolize this amazing achievement.

Otherwise, why do we say that the elves are so confused by this group of chaotic dogs?

The war was still going on out of Monroe's control, but it was not difficult to fight. There was no coordination between the Chaos forces, and their tactical and strategic goals were very unclear. Teams often interfered with each other. Facing this kind of thing with only strength but no wisdom, Monroe could deal with it easily.

What's more, relying on the home advantage, although the number of Chaos troops is astonishing, they are still consumed in an orderly manner by the elves.

It seems that if we continue like this, defeating this damn chaos won't be too difficult?

However, Monroe still fell into deep self-doubt. After all, the carefully laid trap was almost becoming a carefully laid command center...

Just when the elves were about to reach the conclusion that "only idiots would try to use tactics against Chaos", the Chaos actually began to concentrate their strength and determine the main attack.

Direction!

And the main attack direction was actually the fortress group determined by Monroe.

The elves not only felt relieved that Chaos had finally been fooled, they were even extremely pleased.

There are finally normal people in this chaos!

The Chaos army finally came to their senses and began to attack the fortresses in a disorderly manner. The natural result was that large numbers of them died in the traps set by the elves.

But for Chaos believers, death is far from the end; it is just a process. The meaningless waste of life is even a form of entertainment for Chaos believers.

In terms of "fearlessness of death", Chaos Followers have developed "fearlessness of death" to an astonishing degree.

These bastards are afraid of nothing unless they are corrupted by order.

In the garrison castle, in the temporary command center of the elven army, Monroe is dealing with a flood of battle reports. The entire command center is very busy with staff coming in and out, and from time to time there are messengers delivering the latest battle reports. The battle situation on the front line will not give the commander time to rest. For the commander of an army, good health and plenty of energy are always one of the best talents.

"The Chaos army has begun to gather according to our plan. The mobilization of ten night raiders; Group 6, Nine 4, Nine 3, Six 135 Legions have been deployed and will be able to launch a pincer attack immediately."

"The Chaos offensive is still going on in a way that we can defeat it in a short period of time. It's as if... it's as if someone is deliberately arranging these Chaos believers to come and die."

Monroe was not talking to himself, but reporting to Aenarion. In order to prevent the Chaos followers from being scared away, Monroe strongly advised Aenarion not to reveal his whereabouts. After all, a big light bulb is easy to find, but it is impossible to hide, and it is not suitable for stealth. However, after investigating the reconnaissance capabilities of Chaos followers, no one cares about Aenarion's high-profile actions.

Most Chaos believers only know that there is an elf named Aenarion who is very good at fighting. They know nothing about what he does, what he looks like, or what his occupation is.

Even in the minds of many Chaos believers, Aenarion is a Chaos kid who is eight feet tall and eight feet in waist. He is portrayed as a very special Terror Emperor, and he doesn't look like an elf anyway.

Aenarion thought about it for a moment, and when he realized that he didn't need to make any suggestions at all, he couldn't help but sigh that it was a good thing to have such an external brain.

"By the way, we have already set out for the Peak of Bliss," Aenarion said calmly, as if it was no big deal. "This mountain, which has become a palace, is at the rear of the Chaos army, as if it is escorting them. When we can see this majestic giant, it will mean the true arrival of the power of Chaos."

Monroe nodded solemnly when he heard this. It was obviously impossible for him to be as calm as Aenarion. The power displayed by Chaos was enough to make him nervous and even a little scared.

"We are now facing Chaos followers with weaker combat capabilities. Soon, all kinds of mutant monsters, Chaos creatures, and even real demons will appear on the battlefield. That will be the time to test us."

"You have done very well, but the intensity of the war will escalate again. The dwarven heavy artillery, dragons, griffins, and a large number of mages will join this war. I need you to do your best. I hope you do your best."

"Faced with this natural disaster, all the elves will do their best."

…… at the same time……

The Peak of Paradise can also be called the Palace of Paradise because they are the same thing.

This is a palace built on a completely hollowed-out mountain. Its luxury and grandeur are beyond the comprehension and imagination of mortals.

What is even more incredible is that this peak of bliss is able to move.

Hundreds of giants had their arms cut off, and countless thick, hideous iron chains covered with spikes were tied around their bodies. These giants roared and wailed, desperately dragging the grand palace floating in the sky.

Even the mighty empire only dared to carry out a land-based boat trip, but Nicholas directly built a land-based palace.

Such power, such tyranny, and such ability are all horrors that have never appeared in this world.

It is no exaggeration to say that based on this alone, the Country of Servant deserves to be called the most powerful empire in the world throughout history.

Chapter 153 The True God

Quite a distance away from Nicholas's dry land palace, several knights of the cathedral were stealthily observing this horrifying scene.

Although it seemed that they were merely performing reconnaissance duties, the faces of these knights were defeated and even terrified. They looked at the horrifying scene in disbelief. Even after some giants howled in pain, several knights would cover their ears in agony and make uncomfortable expressions.

The giant's howl obviously not only launches a sonic attack, but also contains horrific mental torture.

Even the most tough Grand Templar Knight would feel both mental and physical torture when faced with this scene that seemed only to appear in hell.

"Bring... bring the information back to the Cathedral and tell the elves everything!"

“This… is too horrible…”

The leading knight said this and immediately realized something was wrong when he stood up.

.

His previous words did not receive any response.

Turning his head to look at the knights who were still lowering their heads or even hunching over, the Knight Commander spoke again, but this time his voice was no longer as sonorous and powerful as before, but was instead accompanied by an obvious tremor.

"Brothers?"

And this time there was finally a response.

One of the knights looked up, but something was clearly wrong with him. His distorted face and scarlet, non-human eyes showed obvious depravity.

A wailing sound from such a long distance was enough to cause the tough Grand Templar Knight to collapse mentally and be on the verge of complete depravity!

Suddenly, the knight grinned with an extremely ugly expression.

"We will all perish..."

"This is not a terrifying force we can resist."

"Obedience, obedience, obedience is our only way to paradise..."

As this guy spoke, the knights all started muttering together. The noise mixed together and made people feel sick.

"obedience……"

"obedience……"

"obedience……"

The Knight Commander started shouting loudly and chanting the Sigmar Prayer, trying to awaken the will of his comrades and wake them up.

But these attempts soon came to nothing, because the Sigmar Prayer in the Knight Commander's mouth soon turned into "Obedience..." "Obedience..." "Obedience..."

Chanting meaningless blasphemous sounds, these knights slowly moved forward like zombies, constantly closing the distance between themselves and the Peak of Bliss, and finally merging unhindered into the tide of chaos under the shadow of the Peak of Bliss.

Wherever the Peak of Bliss passes, no matter whether it is human or beast, they will eventually become part of the tide of chaos. This blasphemous and terrifying building seems to have infinite corrupting power. Allowing it to continue to exist will only drag the entire world into the abyss.

It’s not that no one has tried to stop this horrific march. From time to time, one or two giant dragons would fly by in the distance, but they would only take a glance from a long distance before flying away, more like they were playing a reconnaissance role.

Obviously, even with the dragon's terrifying power, they were not willing to have too much contact with this damn building, and obviously they didn't have much to do with it.

It is in this slow and unstoppable momentum that the Peak of Paradise began to move towards the Forest of Elves. It cannot be blocked, destroyed or defeated. It is a walking artifact in the world and a force that can truly control the entire world.

As the Peak of Paradise approached, the fortress group centered on the garrison castle could clearly feel that the pressure they were under was becoming increasingly greater.

At first, they were just Chaos believers with blasphemous symbols engraved on their bodies. These guys had the same fighting power as ordinary people, but they had all kinds of inexplicable abilities and were fearless of death and pain.

After all, the biggest characteristic of chaos is confusion, which cannot be quantified. The effects of engraving an identical chaos symbol are often very different. No one can control this, and it is a weird thing that even luck cannot explain.

Then, all kinds of strange-looking things appeared. It was difficult to describe these things as "human-like creatures". It would be more appropriate to describe them as monsters and demons.

What's more, it is hard to say whether these things were human beings before. They could be cats, dogs, or even a stone that could turn into a terrible monster after being infected by chaos.

The last to arrive are the Warcraft, which possess terrifying powers that are irresistible by human power. These terrifying monsters come in all shapes and sizes, and each has its own strengths and unique skills. Their fighting spirit and endurance are astonishing!

These magical beasts were the monsters born by Sophia, who had completely fallen into the state of being a "Demon Mother". They were terrifying monsters that surpassed the so-called "monsters" originally in this world. They were almost the difference between monsters and super beasts.

Sophia, now half-demonized, is in a hall at the top of Paradise. Her incredibly huge and fat body is producing magical beasts at an alarming rate. The once beautiful woman, who even Aenarion couldn't stand, has disappeared. The only thing left in this world is a nauseating and terrifying mountain of flesh named "Demon Mother".

Since the terrifying mountain appeared on the horizon, it has put tremendous pressure on the elves. As the mountain in front of them grows bigger and bigger, the pressure on the elves is gradually increasing.

At the same time, Nicholas on the top of Paradise was listening to his subordinates' reports coldly.

"...So, we can't communicate with the chaotic creatures in this underworld... No, we can communicate. According to reason, those orderly creatures should be chaotic creatures... They should be chaotic creatures!"

"But these monsters are even more terrifying than those hypocritical lackeys of the righteous gods..."

"At least I've never heard of any good god being able to corrupt order... Is this human language? Order can be corrupted? If there is corruption, it can still be called order!"

Seeing his subordinates suddenly start to complain, even Nicholas, who had always been known to be cold and ruthless, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Sometimes, some stupid people can make the emperor smile.

After they finished complaining, the servants still had to fulfill their duties and began to introduce the situation of the underworld in the Elf Forest to Nicholas.

"Our Chaos Wizards all believe that the so-called Order creatures are essentially

The gods and chaotic creatures are the same thing. Such amazing expansiveness and aggression should not be possessed by a mere god born from a ‘mistake’. The enemies we face are monsters of the same level as us, not so-called elves at all.”

"Or rather, they are not the elves we once knew."

"Behind these elves, there must be someone who has the will and body to truly erode the weak, who can change the structure of the entire world with his own will, who can absolutely suppress the lower-level beings, who has infinite wisdom and infinite power..."

"A true god!"

Chapter 154 It's really a bit weird

Hearing his subordinate throw out the title of "true god", even Nicholas, who had been maintaining a Sima face, couldn't help but change his expression.

He was mainly thinking of the Temple of Asuryan that he had encountered when he was traveling in the Elf Kingdom.

The main thing is that something is wrong. If Asuryan is really so powerful, why are the elves not at all... fanatical about him?

Could it be that this god is calm and indifferent, so he doesn't like fanatical followers?

But this statement is unreasonable. After all, the "true gods" of the underworld have the ability to make people around them fall into fanaticism. This ability is a passive skill. Even the gods involved cannot turn it off if they want to. A "true god" represents a certain characteristic of the underworld, and denying this "erosion" is equivalent to denying themselves.