The huge stone door shattered with a loud noise. Claude Chell, who had completely become a messenger of Slaanesh, drove a twisted chariot through the dust cloud. The original servitors had turned into beasts similar to Slaanesh. Ordinary monsters, the main structure of the chariot has also changed from metal to flesh and tendons. A large group of Slaanesh demons stood on the chariot and danced and screamed wildly, holding Ada's body high, and countless depraved people were delirious, half-crying, and half-laughing. Human soldiers followed closely behind.
Claude Chell stood majestically on the chariot. He was still fat but highly mutated and let out deafening laughter. A spear made of the bones and flesh of the deceased Ada was tightly held in his hand.
A landscape of broken patterns and dusty sculptures stretches from this temple filled with psychic aura to the worshipers of Slaanesh. At the heart of the vast, ruined temple lies the true treasure, the world spirit of Ada. , which is also the core of his promotion.
As Claudechell and his fallen army march among the crumbling statues of forgotten gods, you can feel his presence twisting and writhing in the souls trapped in the stone, and the demons tremble with joy as they notice. stand up.
"Praise the Prince of Darkness! Sing! Dance! Enjoy!"
The surging carnival army quickly rushed to the roots of the World Tree. There was a large pool there, and an altar rose from its center. In the center was a beautiful white deer lying on the ground and seemingly dying. It was wrapped in amber. Amidst the energy, the big mouth on Claude Chel's belly instinctively stretched out its disgusting long tongue, seeming to urge him to quickly get the loot.
But before that they have to deal with a little trouble.
With flashes of light, the invaders stopped for an instant, and then successive explosions burst out among the fallen army. Countless soldiers covered with bloodstains were directly torn apart, followed by dense rain of bullets and lasers. When the once peaceful temple turned into a scene of slaughter, the demons responded with screams to the Eldar blocking the White Deer Pond.
This may be the last battle of the Kingdom of Linnaeus. No matter what their status was, men, women, old and young all took up arms to defend the pure land of their homeland.
The herders cursed the arrival of the enemy's slaves. As the spiritual backbone of the Linnaean Kingdom, they could not directly participate in the battle. Instead, they had to use all their strength to fight against the blasphemous power emanating from the enemy and avoid those Slaanesh demons. Just screaming takes away the will and fighting power of the warriors.
"Okay, okay! More!"
Claude Chel laughed and waved the whip made of spines with his other hand. The tongue protruding from the huge mouth in his belly rolled around the bloody dinner plates, and more than a dozen soul stones were rolled up in an instant. into it.
Then a thick mist spewed out from the other "mouths" on his body. With cries of joy, new Slaanesh demons penetrated the veil and poured out from the subspace. Their obscene flesh collided with their alluring carapace. There was jubilation on the love floor of the temple and the sound of leather slapping filled the air.
"Has the Heart of Eternal Frost not awakened yet?"
Valentino Ravich rode his muscular carnivorous Tyrannosaurus, towering over the surrounding dragon knights, but his expression looked very anxious and sad.
No matter how the battle ended, it was difficult for him to face it. The Kingdom of Linnaeus had never suffered such humiliation. The invaders were rampaging through their most sacred woodland. The ancient approach stones were blown to pieces and tens of thousands of trees had grown. The old plants turned into sludge.
"Your Majesty, not yet. The herders are working hard."
At this time, the first wave of Slaanesh demons and believers had arrived in front of the makeshift roadblock constructed by the Adas. The forest guards holding long swords swung their swords up and down accurately to cut off the limbs of the fallen ones and split the skulls of the demons. The filthy entrails were crossed out.
The silent warriors quickly painted the bluestone blood red, but more enemies still existed, and as expected they would eventually be overwhelmed by numbers.
No matter how many died, those soldiers who once fought for the Empire have turned into madmen who only know how to mumble incomprehensibly. Their brains and consciousness have been completely minced, which caused them to lose almost all discipline. They only know how to follow the incense emitted by the Slaanesh demons, but they still use weapons, but they no longer have any accuracy.
But in the face of numbers, even a blindly fired laser still has a terrifying momentum.
The battle between the two sides suddenly became fierce. Humans and demons fell in pieces, and Ada kept falling backwards. Some demons even briefly broke through the barrier and tore Ada's body with its claws.
However, they often wreak havoc for only a few seconds before being taken away by flashing arrows.
The White Deer Guards keep an eye on these demons. , using their limited power where it is most needed. At this time, all Ada's emotions are already connected to each other, and the death of each compatriot will bring them pain and more intense anger.
Ifroyeia, who lost his mount, stood together with the forest guards. When the enemy approached, he pushed the spear out and plunged it into the chest of a human soldier whose facial skin had been torn in strips. There was a feeling of fleshiness.
Wet and smelly things splashed around, but the human was still laughing without feeling anything.
Ifroyeia felt something and looked up, only to see a large group of shadows rushing toward him. He shook off the soldier with a flick of his wrist and quickly stepped back.
A Slaanesh beast jumped in front of him. He felt a pulse of fear boil within him as he gazed upon the long, bestial face and the evil aura boiling in the holes where its eyes should have been.
Then, the Slaanesh beast let out a deafening scream, and the forest guards closest to the Slaanesh beast fell to the ground in an instant, with blood flowing from their eyes and noses, and their hands clutching their heads in great pain.
But a luminous arrow suddenly passed through the shadow above the prince's head, exploding sparks on the Slaanesh beast, and at the same time, several demons were also killed.
Ifroyeia took the opportunity to rush forward and kill the enemy with a spear, but the fallen forest guards around him had lost their combat effectiveness and could only be taken down by his compatriots.
The battle continues, and Ada's fighting force is slowly but unstoppably reduced.
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, like a miniature earthquake, and then the Adas burst into cheers of joy and shouted a name——
Heart of Frost!
It was a huge albino Pentaceratops, with a body three times larger than the average Triceratops. Its limbs were like huge pillars. The towering bone crown on its head had a naturally formed complex mass. Five curved and sharp horns grew on its forehead. , the bridge of the nose and the lower jaw, with a prism cannon turret bound behind his back. The five prism cannons project angry beams at the enemy under the control of the woodland guards.
(End of chapter)
