Lothern is an important city of the high elves. It is located on the Lothern Strait and is the gateway from the outer sea to the inner sea. It is also the location of the Phoenix Court of the current co-lord of the high elves, the Navigation King Fenuba.
One Piece King Fenubar reopened the capital city of Lothern Port during his tenure as Prince of Etain, and human merchant ships could be guided into the port by high elf ships. As a result, trade between high elves and human countries flourished again.
Finubar was a great navigator and diplomat who restored ties with the forces of the Old World Order, even the dwarves. After he succeeded to the throne, a small group of dwarves also visited and even lived in Lothern, which was unimaginable before.
Snorri stroked the beard on his chest. If given the chance, he would like to eliminate the hatred between the high elves and the high elves and join forces again to fight against Chaos.
In fact, this is not impossible. At the end of the world, in order to save the eternal daughter Alishara from Nagash's minions, Thorgreen once joined forces with the legendary heroes of the high elves.
"The Fortress of Dawn should be a large seaport. In order to protect and ultimately control the eastern maritime trade route to the Cathay Empire, it must also prevent any attacks by dark elf pirate ships."
Snorri thought as he listened to Brian. This middle-aged adventurer received repeated praises from the surrounding tribesmen.
"Then they shouldn't come to cause trouble for us, but as long as those pointed ears dare to come looking for death, even if they are Phoenix Guards, I will let them stay forever!" Snorri punched the air fiercely, and he wanted to take it back In Plateau Castle, even the Chaos Demonic Army could not stop him.
"Go get a beer from Bahrain and say it was specially approved by me!" Snorri gave Brian a thumbs-up and then led the army to move forward.
Another day later, three magic flying cars pulled by giant eagles landed in front of the dwarf army's formation. There were two or three high elves standing on each flying car. This was the first time Snorri had seen these guys since he traveled through time.
They were indeed as legendary, blond, blue-eyed, and tall. Wearing armor that is too gorgeous by dwarf standards, he is carrying spears and bows that dwarves disdain to use. However, the dwarves all know that although these elves look thin, they are actually muscular and possess strong control and explosive power.
"Lothern Sky-Slayer!"
"Pointy ears!"
"Ready to fight!"
Roars one after another rang out in the team, and the dwarves quickly formed a fighting formation. Some tribesmen also took out the book of hatred they carried with them and flipped through to find the articles that they needed to shout out later.
"I am the nephew of His Majesty the Phoenix King Finubar, the Lord of Dawn Fortress, the guardian of the seas in the southern world, Prince Afazel from the Kingdom of Itain! Dwarf, please call those of you who are worthy enough to come out and join me. answer!"
"Bah! You are worthy of the cowardly pointed ears!" Henryd, who was in the vanguard, shouted. He put the battle ax on his shoulder and straightened the forest dragon skin cloak behind him with his free hand.
"Our leader is the Chosen One of the Ancient Saints, the Chosen One of the Ancestral Goddess, the Herald of the God of War, the One Approved by the White-bearded Ancestors, the Demigod Slayer, the Vice President of the Rune Blacksmith Guild, the High Prince, the Storm Hammer, and the Generous One It’s Snorri!”
Listening to a series of calls, Prince Afazelle was also stunned. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. The young dwarf who was riding on the golden blue sheep and slowly moving towards the front of the team under the protection of the guards was so outrageous!
To him, even his uncle, the great lord of the War Council, Prince Tyrion, nicknamed the Dragon of Cosqui, seemed unable to come up with such a title. The chosen ones of the ancient saints don’t know which ancient saint they are, and the demigod killers don’t know which one they are killing.
"Ah, you guys, where are you going?" Seeing that Snorri had arrived in front of the formation, Prince Afazel came back to his senses and spoke. This arrogant but not stupid high elf didn't want to take his wings right away. Try the helmet and try what the so-called "storm hammer" is.
"Pointy ears, please listen!" Snorri spoke in a calm voice. Although he was feeling irritable now, he could barely muster the necessary patience.
"My people and I are going to find the homeland of our ancestors. Anyone who dares to stand in front of the Sons of the Mountains will bear our wrath. Don't say it's unforeseen!"
"Hmph! I hope you can keep your promise! If you dare to spy on my fortress, the sharp arrows and spears in Asul's hands will definitely cut off your beards!" Afaziel said harsh words, and the giant eagle lightly With a slight flutter of wings, he took the Sky Slayer into the sky with his flying car.
The main god of the high elves is Asuryan, the creator. Elves often call themselves Asur, a variation of his name, which means son of Asuryan.
His power is perhaps the most powerful of all the gods in the Warhammer world. Legend has it that he was killed by Khorne, but was resurrected in flames, and even the Lord of Skulls could do nothing to him. Only demons of the great demon level can maintain a stable form near his temple and not be exiled.
Watching the retreating figures of the elves, the dwarves became excited. They all knew that they were close enough to their goal, otherwise the elves at the end of the Southland would not have come out to block the way.
Snorri's troops continued to advance for three days, and every tribesman was in good condition. Snorri looked at the map but was secretly worried. He suddenly felt that everything was going too smoothly. There were no greenskins or elves. Could it be that he just walked directly through the Lost Plateau and reached Karak Zun?
"Pass my order and slow down the progress a little. We are almost there, within a few steps!"
Snorri's order was carried out, and there were many tribesmen who felt that something was wrong, although most of them were worried about those pointed ears.
The next day, everything was still normal at noon. Snorri even doubted his sense of war. At this moment, the Doomsday Anvil carried by the guards behind him suddenly lit up on its own.
"Not good! Get ready to fight!"
Snorri jumped off the back of the sheep and climbed onto the anvil. He saw that the treasure had entered a red-hot state, which meant that the concentration of the surrounding magical wind had far exceeded the normal standard.
"Who could it be? Teclis? Coming to stop me on Lilith's orders?" Snorri thought to himself. His first suspicion was the Supreme Mage of the White Tower of Hoth.
But this was not the case. A dark green portal appeared in the void in front of him, and a disgusting aura emanated from it. With the whistling of the magical wind, a group of green things descended into the mortal world.
"Nurgle's army!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Quack!"
A large group of strange, screaming creatures that looked like miniature Nurgle with grimaces and small green and swollen bodies rushed out.
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