Chapter 242: Fighting the Demon

Style: Fantasy Author: Xiaoling Guard Chariot GodWords: 2115Update Time: 24/01/13 07:49:58
"It's so uncomfortable!"

Snorri muttered and raised the ax hard, but this time it was a skin injury again. The Great Unclean One's outer skin was already so battered that Snorri suspected that this rotten piece of flesh had no weaknesses left.

"Click!"

"Hey! This is quite exciting!"

Snorri stared at the Great Unclean One's every move and did not pay attention to the other Nurgle troops around him. He was attacked twice with twisted limbs by several human-sized monsters that had mutated more severely than the plague carriers.

These guys are like hungry beasts, with a madness that ordinary Nurgle troops don't have. Unlike Nurgle's Plaguebearers, who were mortals in life, these Forsaken were once powerful and proud warriors of Chaos.

They once dedicated their lives to the ambition and glory of the Dark God, but now they fight with rage and endless hunger. The derelicts attacked Snorri furiously, but could only leave a few marks on his stone body.

Snorri stamped the ground again, shaking them away, and then the ax rotated, granting them relief. But then came the Great Unclean One's shackles and Korgas's explosive bombs.

"Uhhhhh!"

Snorri let out a cry of pain. He threw his hammer and knocked away the Great Unclean One's flail head, and then slashed at his legs with his axe. There is no problem with this choice, but Snorrito did not dodge the bombs thrown by Kugas.

The last round of specially prepared plague aimed at the dwarves hit Snorri like a stone, which made him relax his vigilance. But how could the former number one demon under Nurgle be someone like Yi? Kurgas will not fall twice in the same place.

This time, his explosive bombs had been changed to ones that were effective against stones. The powerful corrosiveness caused a big crater to appear in Snorri's ribs almost instantly. The huge injury was very difficult for Snorri to bear even when the god descended to earth.

Fortunately, Rogov and the other butchers caught up, and enemies like the Great Unclean One made them more willing to fight than the previous spider demigods. If they can kill this big demon with an axe, then they can call themselves demon slayers.

"Puff!"

The big mouth on the belly of the Great Unclean One suddenly spurted out a lot of filth. Gastric juice, tissue, undigested things from the previous meal, and highly toxic flatulence were sprayed all over the warriors who were rushing over.

The filth he sprayed was still spreading, and a fan in front was cleared by the demon. Fortunately, the butchers who have survived until now have failed enough. They have sufficient experience in dealing with supernatural creatures, and everyone knows that such a big mouth on the belly is not just a decoration.

Although weakened by the Maelstrom, the Great Unclean One is more difficult to deal with than the Gurmon encountered before. Unlike the four-armed bull demon who relies purely on physical brute force, as a high-level demon he is intelligent and has certain spell-casting abilities.

In addition to swiping the flail from left to right, the bell in the demon's hand was also shaking and making strange noises, making the surrounding monsters even crazier and disrupting the minds of the warriors.

Although the dwarves did not achieve results against the high-level demons for a while, for the low-level Nurgle demons, these dwarves who had received divine grace and were not afraid of ordinary plagues were powerful enough opponents.

The heavy armor of the dwarves effectively prevented the bites and tears of the Nurglings and the attacks of the rusted weapons of the Plague Bearers. And their large number of artillery and flames not only cause huge damage, but also make it difficult for these pieces of meat to regenerate.

Kurgas was originally sitting on the palanquin of Nurgle, restraining the wind of magic and trying to tear open a portal again so that more minions could be thrown into the battlefield from the depths of the Chaos Demon Realm, but something seemed to stop him. This great statue The devil never did it.

Seeing his children being constantly breached, Kugas couldn't stand it any longer. He was no longer satisfied with throwing Nurglings and explosive bombs from a distance, and was ready to join the battle directly in order to regain his lost favor.

"Wow, haha, children, the epidemic parade is about to begin. Let's bathe in the grace of our loving father together!"

"Gululu, grulu! The stone dwarf is in the belly!"

The Father of Plague shook his head and began his speech that pierced the sky. This great demon was a versatile person. In addition to his expertise in studying new diseases, he is a great leader of his own armies and an inspiration to all who bear Nurgle's mark.

Snorri watched the sedan, which was filled with various chemical instruments, gradually approaching surrounded by a large group of Nurglings. There was a trace of nervousness on his literally statue-like face.

Although according to previous records, Kugas is not too strong when fighting alone, this is based on the first sequence of big demons. He must still be a bit stronger than the average Great Unclean One, but they won't be able to solve this problem for a while!

Kurgas and the demons around him were like rolling green waves, grinning as they marched.

Snorri shouted loudly, cheering for his men and rearranging their scattered formations to cope with the impact.

"Children of the mountains! Korgas, this filthy evil obstacle, is no match for us! The ancestors have defeated him three times, and now we can defeat him again in Karak Zun, the hometown of our ancestors, and settle the hatred! Fight! In the name of the ancestral gods!"

"Brothers, the most evil and filthy devil has come to the world, and the lady's eyes must be watching here! For the lady!"

Earl Marvin was not far behind. This powerful expeditionary knight believed that the opportunity for him to drink the water of the Holy Grail fell on Kugas, and his mount was also kicking about.

"Dumpy! Rotten wood cannot be carved, nor can a wall of dung be demolished!" Kugas was condescending, looking at the shiny armor of the dwarves as tight as fish scales, and the shield formation that was harder than rock. He was very dissatisfied.

The father of dwarves is well aware of the strength of the dwarves. These guys are born with high physical resistance, their souls are difficult to corrode, and they are also very tough. It is not uncommon to fight until the last person is left.

"Come!" Kugas raised his hands, and the dwarves found that the ground beneath their feet was also shaking. A huge, dirty and trembling pustule was growing rapidly. Before they could escape with their short legs,

"Poof! Bang!"

The swelling suddenly burst, spilling its disgusting liquid and all the disease onto Snorri's men. This plague was created by Korgas and was effective against dwarves, but humans and Amazons were also affected.

"Uh-huh!"

"vomit!"

Snorri watched as his subordinates within the range of the spell were directly knocked to the ground by the explosion from the ground. As the poison spreads, many people who were not directly affected by the explosion were infected and were wailing in pain. Anger and heartache made Snorri's eyes burst.

"Five, five rots are coming! Are you excited?"

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