At the same time, Chuanquluo, who was given his last hope by the boss of Genodore, was staggering and running away in the tunnel. As a genius of the Gray Prophet clan, it has never been in such a miserable state in its short life as a rat.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Crunch!"
Spell casters often lack physical exercise. Chuanquluo, who was not good at running, was forced to use his staff to stuff dimensional stones into his mouth after he drilled two alleys. Considering the huge body of the horror behind him, it had to drill wherever it was narrow for safety. , He didn’t even dare to sit in the sedan chair.
"Clitsricna, are you going to do it? No, you can't! This is an errand assigned by the horned rat's godly friend. He, he, is so brave that he doesn't dare to do anything!"
After taking a breath, the Gray Seer fell into self-doubt again. He couldn't figure out what went wrong even if he tried to break the rat's head. He had verified the authenticity of the summoning token given by the High Priest Gray Claw through various means. The breath of the Great Horned Rat was not something that a mortal could do. Made a fake one.
"boom!"
"Squeak!"
"Retreat! Moss, the Moss clan is finished!"
Feeling that the barrier created by his emergency reversal summoning circle was about to collapse, and hearing vague screams, Chuanquluo knew that he should run away quickly. If he caused such a disaster, it would be troublesome if the Moss clan finally won. That’s what it’s called!
As he ran, Chuanquero looked at the frightened albino Storm Rat Guards beside him and made a plan in his mind. At the moment, he still had to rely on their protection to break out of the bad land, but when he returned to the old world, the remaining lucky ones would have to die. Only wise members of the Sichuan Congress can feel at ease!
"Bang! Bang!"
On the ground, Snorri avoided the scraps falling from the hairy colossus and gradually approached it. Extraordinary power is the most efficient way to fight against extraordinary power. Taking the kill of this big guy should make his experience bar that has been dormant for a long time further improve.
"The smell of blood is so strong! Is something going to happen again?"
Before he started, Snorri suddenly felt like a needle on his back. He suddenly turned around and saw a huge creature wrapped in red and black evil energy that was as solid as substance rushing out of the mirror-like lake of the Silver Abyss!
"What evil! How dare you come out to do evil after being injured like this! Do you really think that there is no one in my mountains? I am the second disciple of the God of Runes and Arms, Ogi of Norsca - I am the one who has severed my finger! Report quickly! Come up with your name!”
The one closest to the lake shore in the military formation was the right wing that Master Augie was responsible for. He stood on the anvil of doom and took a closer look and couldn't help but feel secretly happy - the person coming was obviously a bloodthirsty demon, but it looked a bit too miserable.
The horn on the right side of its head was broken, the right half of its cheek was torn, and its white skull was exposed. What's even more ridiculous is that its wings and wing membranes were riddled with holes, and could only be barely fixed to the frame with iron chains.
No matter how great the glory in this world is, it cannot be greater than exiling the great demons under the Four Gods. Every achievement of slaying demons is a direct proof of strength and will be widely sung by all order races.
According to past experience, peak mortals are enough to defeat ordinary demons weakened by the maelstrom one-on-one. However, demons of this level often appear through Chaos Rifts, accompanied by elite demon troops.
Although the four northern cities are on the edge of the Chaos Wasteland, Master Ogi has never seen a few big demons. According to his opinion, if the one in front of him could be beaten like this, he was obviously at the bottom of the subspace in terms of strength, and he dared to attack himself and the tens of thousands of troops behind him. Isn't that a great achievement?
"Reptile! Die!"
The Rune Master's challenge attracted the attention of the great demon. It opened its bloody mouth, and the three words that burst out seemed to condense all the anger and hatred in the world into a destructive roar. It was unprepared. The aftermath alone caused many soldiers on both sides to fall to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Brother, be careful!"
Snorri shouted loudly. As the main target, the four bearers of Master Ogi were all bleeding from their orifices, but they were still dead. He himself was stunned and stuck on the spot.
"call!"
The big demon threw the battle ax in his right hand, and it shot straight through like a bloody meteor. The amulet for which Master Ogi was famous was triggered continuously to form barriers one after another, and then shattered one after another, until finally the small statue of Krag he was wearing lit up.
"Crunch!"
The blade of the battle ax was a white fang. It squirmed as if alive and gnawed crazily on the life-saving thing given to the disciple by Kragg. In an instant, the light layer was worn until it was almost transparent.
"Butcher!"
"Want to hurt someone in front of me?"
After the ax failed to accomplish anything, the big demon seemed to be a little more interested. It gently raised its hand to recall the exhausted right ax, and then the left ax came towards Master Ogi. How could Snorri dare to sit idly by and lock the ax? A storm hammer greeted him.
"Ding!"
"Boom!"
The hammers and axes struck each other in the air slowly but really quickly. The trajectory of the battle ax deviated, and Stemnir's divine hammer flew back in a spin. Snorri raised his hand to receive the huge rebound force, which made the god of heaven unavailable. After descending to earth, he took a few steps back before regaining his balance.
"It seems that you are the dwarf I am looking for? Someone told me that your head will be a good thing to decorate the skull! This is your supreme honor!"
The killing move failed, and the bloodthirsty demon turned around to look at the direction of the flying hammer. As soon as his eyes came into contact with it, Snorri felt a chill that penetrated his bones. How many evils must have been caused in all the worlds to achieve such a scene!
"I am the spine-crusher, the head-reaver, the blood-quencher! I am violence! I am war! I am rage! I am rage incarnate! I am Skarbrand, the Unforgivable!"
The big devil announced his number as he stepped forward, and his momentum increased with each step. After eight steps, his true name was revealed, which was enough to make the starry sky tremble, and his momentum reached its peak.
"The Exile-Skarbrand!"
The warring parties were caught by its fierce flames, and they unanimously made way for it to lead directly to Snorri. Snorri recognized its true name from its old nicknames, and then blurted out its most popular name today.
In dozens of millennia, no demon has dedicated more heads to the Skull Seat than Skarbrand. It once destroyed the first ring of the Demon Realm of Slaanesh, killed Nurgle's greatest plague, Leviathan, and scattered the coalition of three gods.
"Since you know my name, why don't you give me the head?"
The simplest word was enough to completely anger the former No. 1 demon under Khorne. After that turbulent betrayal, all the glory it once had became a whip slapped on it.
"Beheading me? Do you think I don't have legs?"
Snorri spat, turned on the god of heaven and went to the feet of the giant statue of Mao. Although Skarbrand is no longer as brave as he was at his peak, he is still not something he can easily contend with. Since it is clearly coming after him, why not let the green-skinned army in front of him help him share some of his anger? (End of chapter)
