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Chapter 460: The End of the Elven Gods (Subscribe please)

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The Undead King looked at Chuan Kuiro's shocked, terrified and helpless expression and smiled smugly.

"I know you want to use me, little mouse. I also knew that you arranged for an assassin to kill me after the mission was accomplished. How could the same trick succeed on me twice?"

"You damn rats have already betrayed me once, do you think I'll let you betray me again?"

Nagash clapped his hands, and the assassins arranged by Tsanquiro came out from the side.

They looked no different than usual.

Only occasionally, a glimmer of green light would flash across his eyes.

This is a trait that only appears when one is enslaved by Nagash.

"I will never give you filthy creatures the chance to hurt me again." Nagash sneered, "I have already controlled them through soul control. Didn't anyone tell you that I am proficient in soul control?"

Tsanquiro was shaking all over.

He shouldn't underestimate a man who was just one step away from ruling the world.

Nagash ignored Tsanquilo who was lying on the ground, but exerted force suddenly, tore open the incarnation of the Horned Rat and absorbed all of its divine power.

An extremely angry roar came from the ocean on the other side.

But the key to the mortal world is in the hands of Nagash. What’s the use of the Horned Rat being angry

The Horned Rat only has the qualifications to become a Chaos God, but that doesn't mean he can actually become a Chaos God!

Now that the Skaven Empire has been torn apart by humans, the Horned Rats' ability to interfere with the real world has been greatly reduced.

Nagash saw no reason to fear the Horned Rat.

His goal is to be on par with the four evil gods that once appeared in this world.

In Nagash's eyes, the Horned Rat is nothing more than a competitor.

The lightning crackled like a slave master's whip.

The silver lines whipping the grand magic circle.

The rumbling thunder almost collapsed the pyramid.

Nagash drew upon the power of the Horned Rat and infused it into the Black Pyramid and the Crown of Sorcerer.

The strong wind trapped in the vortex roared, venting its power to the sky and the earth.

Nagash stretched out his arms like a victor, as if to embrace the vast ocean of Aether.

Rushing up the tower, Udi witnessed the incarnation of a god being torn apart.

Their mission is to stop the Horned Rat from coming to Earth.

But now it seems that the mission has been accomplished.

Even if Tsanquilo wasn't killed, the Horned Rat wouldn't have been able to come into this world.

Nagash used conspiracy to steal the opponent's power and fragments of divinity, and the Horned Rat suffered a heavy loss.

Tsanquilo is truly a natural ally to the enemies of the Skaven.

It always makes the Skaven Empire and the Horned Rats suffer.

The wind was raging and the thunder was roaring.

Nagash was shrouded in endless light and looked extremely hazy.

A brilliant and evil light burst out, appearing extremely evil and weird.

Nagash floated on top of the pyramid, and light flowed around the Undead King like a ribbon.

Udi made a wise decision.

"run."

The five men who had rushed over to kill Chuanquilo all wanted to turn around and flee at the same time.

Nagash has seized the fragments of the Horned Rat.

The threat level is overwhelming.

We have to go back and find help.

Nagash just flicked his hand and a wall rose from the ground out of thin air.

Blocked the way of the five-member group.

Forcing them to confront themselves head-on.

"A minion of the empire

"Nagash said with a sneer, his eyes showing amusement, as if everything was under control.

"Skeleton monster." Udi bent his body and made a fighting stance, his eyes full of ferocity. Even when facing Nagash who was about to become a god, he had no fear.

"You don't know what death is." Nagash could not bear such an insult. He let out a sharp scream, and the terrible magic power seemed to become substantial, forming waves like ripples.

The entire city was trembling because of Nagash's terrifying magic.

The black pyramid slowly rose up, emitting even more terrifying rhythmic sounds, and driving more magical winds.

The vast ocean of ether became more and more terrifying.

Those terrifying figures appeared in the sky.

Nagash slapped Udi away with ease.

In the powerful ocean of magic, the opponent was like an ant, allowing him to control him at will.

The armor helped Woody cushion the impact a lot, but he still felt that his internal organs were churning and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Gotrek rushed forward, abandoning the ancestral cry and shouting at the Holy Emperor instead.

"In the name of the Holy Emperor."

He roared and leaped up like a terrifying beast, and the battle axe in his hand burst into an intense glow at the same time.

With great force and impact, he struck the Undead King.

There was a series of sounds of breaking glass.

Nagash's outer shield was shattered by Gotrek's violent blow.

The battle axe stopped just a few centimeters away from the Undead King.

Nagash looked at the butcher, whose veins were bulging, with a playful expression.

"Is this all the power you have? You are so weak."

This sentence made Gotrek furious.

But no matter how hard he tried, the last few centimeters seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Nagash waved his hand casually, and a terrible magical force knocked the butcher to the ground.

The force was so terrifying that Gotrek's body shattered the stone slabs on the ground.

Fix also rushed forward.

But before he could rush to Nagash's side, he was suddenly grabbed by the throat by an invisible magic force and lifted up.

It was as if a hand had grabbed his throat and lifted him up.

Fix's face soon turned red due to lack of oxygen, and his feet kicked wildly in the air.

"I am your lost believer, I am your lost people, the omniscient and omnipotent Holy Emperor, please have mercy on me, please bless me."

Harris shouted the prayer of the Holy Emperor.

Then he slammed his double-headed eagle scepter on the ground, and the brilliant golden light burst out again.

“Purification.”

He yelled with all his might.

Nagash, who was originally confident of victory, let out a scream of pain.

Brilliant golden light erupted with Harris as the center.

His whole body seemed to be enveloped in a fiercely burning sun.

The terrifying force swept over like a wave, igniting all magical power.

Nagash quickly mobilized vast magical power to extinguish it.

But it still caused him unimaginable pain.

There was a brief pause in the magic power.

Theresa found an opportunity and stabbed the opponent's back with the dagger in his hand, causing Nagash to wail.

"Go." Woody shouted, jumped out of the pyramid, and escaped into the distance with the help of gliding.

The rumbling sound of artillery fire also rang out at this moment.

The supporting hovercraft landed on the battlefield at this moment, and intensive artillery fire bombarded the Undead City, blowing away large swathes of Undead and Skaven.

Then he turned around and took the group of five away under the watchful eyes of Nagash.

The furnace core of the airship began to tremble under the control of the engineer.

The runes arranged around the hull glowed with strong light.

The acceleration was completed in just a few breaths.

The airship rushed into the sky, leaving only a white trail.

The roar of the Undying King echoed throughout Nagashiza, shaking the countless tunnels beneath the great city.

The terrifying dark clouds rolled like raging waves on the sea, and green lightning illuminated the wasteland for miles around.

But the well-protected airship didn't give Nagash any chance and it fled at an extremely fast speed.

The Undead King was left to rage helplessly where he stood.

When Nagash came to his senses, he found that the despicable ratman Tsanquilo had also disappeared.

It must have escaped through a rat hole.

Those rat people always do things like this.

Manfred led the undead to wipe out all the ratmen in Nagashza, and hurried to his master's side.

Nagash had calmed down by now.

He has obtained the divinity fragment of the Great Horned Rat, and in time, he will surely become a god.

With the help of the magic that had not yet dissipated, Nagash summoned his vast army.

Under the strange light, countless skeletons in tattered clothes walked out from the dark underground with spears in hand.

The dead climbed clumsily from their graves and walked into the night.

Out of those ancient tombs and sarcophagi emerged the long-sleeping kings.

They drove golden chariots pulled by bone horses, and the magnificent funeral army also marched out in an orderly manner.

Groups of zombies and ghosts howling with strange sounds walked into the world from the other side of the illusion.

Anyone who is dead will be controlled by Nagash.

Those Tomb Kings who had once been freed became slaves of Nagash once again.

"Nothing can stop Nagash. This world will become a paradise for the dead." Nagash raised his palm covered with iron armor and surrounded by black smoke, and said in a hoarse and cruel voice: "The Skaven Empire has been defeated by humans, and the Horned Rat has been severely damaged by me. They are no longer a threat. Now there are only humans, elves and those damn dwarves. It's time to bring destruction to them."

The Undead King looked at his loyal servant, green light shining in his empty eye sockets.

Manfred bowed his head.

He is the descendant of Vlad, the Vampire King who was defeated by the mysterious Imperials.

Upon learning of the defeat of the vampire and undead armies, he fled, fleeing to Nagashiza, seeking the aid of the great Undead King.

"Go, Mannfred. The hour of vengeance has come. The end of all life has come. In the name of Nagash the Undying, conquer all."

Manfred nodded, indicating that he would never let his master down.

He turned and walked down the black pyramid.

A vast army of undead followed him to the end of the horizon, and they would kill in the name of Nagash until the whole world became Hades.

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The machine roared, and the furnace core digested the energy stone, infusing the gushing energy into the complex energy patterns, driving those mysterious symbols to enable it to support the battleship's suspension.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Udi coughed up blood.

Nagash's blow left him badly wounded.

"Nagash has returned. The Undead Army is likely to pour out from Nagash's Za. We have to go back and inform the adults as soon as possible." Fix showed a worried look. He held a piece of armor in his hand, which already had dents on it.

He was almost strangled to death by Nagash.

That was really thrilling just now.

The five-man team was just one step away from being wiped out.

Gotrek was polishing and cleaning his armor and battle axe.

The naked, strong, hairy body was also covered with various bruises.

Nagash's blows caused him a lot of pain.

As expected of being the most powerful dark necromancer in the world, Gotrek could hardly describe the oppression he felt, just like an ant facing a towering mountain.

The airship was traveling very fast, shuttling through the clouds, leaving a white trail of air waves behind it.

After a day and a night, the group of five returned to Middenheim.

I wanted to find those adults in the empire as soon as possible.

However, what they saw was incredible to them.

A terrible crack opened in the sky over Middenheim.

A giant battleship twenty kilometers long was flying out of it.

That thing was like a giant steel monster made of metal and rock.

After breaking away from the crack, a roaring sound came from the battleship.

It slowly climbed up and flew towards the vast starry sky.

"What kind of war would require war equipment of this level?" Gotrek used to be an engineer for the dwarves and participated in projects such as the dwarven airship and golem.

But when he saw the huge warship, he was still shocked and his head was buzzing.

It’s too huge!

The caliber of that giant cannon was as big as a house.

Gotrek couldn't imagine what it would look like if such a huge cannon fired a shot.

The dozens of miles around Nagashiza would probably be destroyed in an instant.

The dwarves who had joined the human empire and lived in Middenheim all looked up at the terrifying giant battleship.

Several powerful dwarf warriors were extremely grateful at this moment that the mountain kings did not stubbornly make a wise choice and became allies of humans.

If the two sides are enemies, they will have to face this behemoth.

The enemy only needs one shot to wipe out all the barriers they built and completely wipe out the majestic mountains.

The airship is anchored at Middenheim's Sky Harbor.

The five-member group returned to the ground along the tower.

Middenheim was very lively at this time.

That miraculous giant battleship, which could only be forged by gods, attracted a lot of people's attention.

At this time, they were all talking about it, marveling at the mysterious power that the Holy Emperor, whom they had never seen before, wielded.

Possessing such a terrifying war beast.

What’s even more terrifying is not that there is just one war behemoth, but hundreds of them.

Each ship is so huge.

The largest ones are tens of kilometers long, and their height alone reaches several kilometers.

It can no longer be considered a battleship, but a moving city.

Even the small ones are several kilometers long.

Each warship is equipped with a variety of terrifying weapons.

Any one of them can completely destroy everything in this world.

The people of Middenheim cheered until they were numb.

The five were amazed by the terrifying power of the empire, but they did not forget their mission.

They went to inform their superiors and were soon received by a mechanical priest.

The other party recorded the details of their mission in the case and let them go.

"There is nothing to worry about. Everything will be resolved." The mechanical priest said, "The angels of the Holy Emperor have descended upon this world. No matter how many minions the gods have, they are doomed to be unable to compete with us. Victory is already in our pockets."

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The fleet of giant warships caused an unprecedented carnival.

Even beggars realize how terrifying the power of the human race is.

In the name of the Holy Emperor, they will rule the world, and the sky, land, and sea will all be the territory of the human empire.

The sun and the moon will also submit to the feet of humans, and all things in the world must obey their will.

Geisler was also part of the crowd.

The humble farmer of the past dressed in new and decent clothes mixed in with the crowd and cheered.

His eldest son Laurie stood beside him, his young face flushed with excitement.

Like everyone else, he raised his hands and cheered, shouting the name of the Holy Emperor.

A jubilant crowd paraded the holy emperor's statue through Middenheim.

Priests from the Empire mingled among those people.

Instruct them to complete a grand procession according to the rituals of the state religion.

On the palace wall of Middenheim, the masked Silogo looked at the people reveling in the name of Guilliman, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

Guilliman's influence transcends the limits of time and space, exerting its influence over every corner of the Imperium's reach.

Xilego couldn't imagine how far Guilliman would go in the future.

With so many people believing Guilliman to be a god, he must become one in the end.

Perhaps, Guilliman is already a god now.

"Is this what the other world looks like?" Eldrar, who was standing nearby, said with a sigh, "The concentration of ether in the air is almost equivalent to those demon planets in the Eye of Terror. It is hard to imagine that humans can survive in such a world and even build a rudimentary civilization."

"The ether flowing in the air has been purified and does not have the original violence and malice. Even if the concentration is high, it will not cause any fatal effects." Xilego felt the concentration of ether in this world and answered Eldrar's confusion. "Well, there is no need to talk about these things. We have to set off as soon as possible to collect the last piece of the puzzle."

This time, in addition to a group of powerful Eldar warriors and prophets, the Holy Emperor also dispatched a powerful army including the Guardians, Sisters of Silence, and Primaris Warriors.

The plan is to take over the entire universe and make it another colony of mankind.

The tasks of Xilego and others are, first, to seize the divine fragments of the gods of the cosmic elves, and second, to gather the elves of this world and prevent them from becoming enemies with humans.

Neither task is difficult.

It just takes some time.

The dark and evil powers of Chaos are not watching this world.

As long as their hands and feet are quick enough, they can take what they want before they can react.

Xilego did not waste any time. While those people were still cheering for the imperial army that came to this world, he took a group of elven warriors and prophets to Ulthuan, the home of the elves.

There he would summon the elven gods and then kill them.