Eldrar's gangster-like shout stunned many high elves.
Several leaders of the Death Army were also stunned for a moment.
Even Xilego looked at the great prophet Eldrar with a different look.
If they hadn't been together all the time, he would have suspected that the other person had been switched.
This was not at all what a graceful Eldar would say.
Obviously, after spending so much time with humans, Eldrar has obviously picked up some of their bad habits.
After all, several leaders of the Death Army are veterans of the battlefield.
After a brief moment of daze, he reacted without wasting much time.
He activated the sword in his hand and rushed forward.
The weapons in their hands all exuded a strange aura that frightened Asuryan.
Asuyan had no idea what happened from beginning to end!
He just stayed in the temple well, and then with a snap, he was pulled out by countless spells.
As soon as I came out, I saw a dozen guys in strange armor who wanted to kill me!
Asuyan just wanted to ask one question.
Who did I offend
Is there still justice in the world
Is there still law
These days, being a god will make people want to kill you!
He was dragged into the real world by the power of the curse, and saw those guys rushing towards him with weapons in hand.
But he is the chief of gods after all, the creator god of the elves, and holds supreme authority.
God cannot be offended; this has been a rule since ancient times.
"How dare you, mortal creature, disrespect God." Asuryan erupted in a deafening roar that was enough to drive everyone crazy.
He didn't understand what happened though.
But he said so contemptuously that he wanted to kill himself.
Who can tolerate this? Not even God can tolerate this.
As Asuryan's rage grew, terrible visions emerged.
Purple lightning split the sky.
Night fell in just a few seconds.
The sky suddenly turned dark.
If it weren't for the torn gap in the curtain above the maelstrom, reflecting all kinds of strange lights, many high elves and elves would have been plunged into a strange darkness.
The wind was blowing hard, mixed with the screams of thousands of creatures.
The madness and lies of the Great Ocean brought countless High Elves of Ulthuan to weep.
All the senses are assaulted.
Finubar could only barely keep his footing in the wind that swept everything away.
The world seemed to be collapsing and dismembering.
Something terrible, unimaginable, and unpredictable all emerged.
They screamed and cried.
Trying to pass through the crack and descend into the real world.
If the world ever ends, this is it.
According to legend, Asuryan was the first true god.
He had been there when Chaos first arrived.
After the collapse of the Old Ones' Stargate, the minions of Chaos also attacked the fledgling gods.
Khorne slew Asuryan with a single blow of his axe.
Asuryan did not die.
He was reborn in the flames like a phoenix.
The terrible flames brought by rebirth burned the many demon minions who dared to invade the Pantheon of the Elven Clan.
There are countless stories and legends about Asuryan.
The Temple of Asuryan in Ulthuan holds his divine power.
Only the most powerful demons can maintain their form near the temple.
The fire of Asuryan is something that demons cannot touch.
Even if his real body was pulled into the real world.
He still possesses near immortal power.
Asuryan transformed into a fire giant and let out an angry roar.
The surging power surged in his chest like a tide.
Countless lightning balls fell from the sky and then exploded wildly.
His armor burst into flames.
It was so dazzling that it was like millions of suns exploding at once.
The dark night was illuminated by him again.
A terrifying aura spread out, causing cracks to appear in time and space.
The eight giant magnets on Death Island conduct the terrifying subspace energy, trying their best to protect the integrity of the island.
Asuryan's existence has disrupted the entire space and time.
When he stepped into the real world, the flow of time suddenly slowed down.
Every drop of rain falling and every flash of light extending turned into slow motion.
Space and time ripple and fluctuate due to its enormous power.
Even the weakest god possesses the power that mortals admire.
But the Eldar prophets were already prepared.
They had already made preparations before officially launching this plan.
Several Eldar prophets chanted the spell together.
The invisible spell condensed into something tangible.
A suspended eight-sided crystal appeared out of thin air, composed of countless swimming ancient symbols.
They blocked Asuryan's possible escape routes, locking him completely in the world of reality.
The Eldar warriors, wearing armor carefully crafted by the Empire using the characteristics of the soulless, rushed forward like ghosts.
The weapons in their hands emitted a malicious black light.
Asuryan wielded the sword that was burning with eternal fire, wanting to kill those mortal creatures who dared to offend him.
But the opponent's speed was much faster than his.
The opponent's sword easily cut through his immortal body, leaving a black crack.
As the God King, Asuryan felt unprecedented fear.
It shouldn't be like this.
His body should be immortal, why was he injured!
There's something wrong with the weapons in those weird guys' hands!
This is a hunt.
A hunt for the once noble and inviolable Supreme God King.
Asuryan was drawn into the cage of the living world by the power of the curse.
The Eldar warriors rushed forward like hunters,
They wanted to consume Asuryan's divine power and cut wounds on his glowing flaming body.
This method is no different from hunting large beasts.
First slowly consume the prey's physical strength, wait until the opponent can no longer continue, and then launch the final attack.
Asuryan struggled like a trapped beast.
The ground beneath his feet was shaking and cracking at his power.
The maelstrom was also shaking violently.
The coming of Asuryan has disturbed the balance of the Maelstrom.
It became more violent.
That terrifying wind of magic seemed to be real.
Terrified by the scene, Teclis could feel the magical power many times stronger than usual.
Now, any fireball cast might be as powerful as a super forbidden spell.
Asuryan struggled fiercely, and terrible power burst out from his body.
Void flames and violent thunder surrounded him.
But he had no way to break free, nor could he escape back to his divine realm, his palace.
The blades were hurting him constantly, leaving shocking and terrible wounds on his immortal body.
He was weakened little by little.
When Xilego joined the battle, he was at an absolute disadvantage.
The weapon in his hand was knocked away, his flaming hair was scattered, and he looked in a miserable state.
"I'm sorry." Xile Gao stared at Asuyan's face and said in a sad tone.
In another universe, he once sincerely supported Asuryan of that universe.
Even though he knew that this Asuyan was not the Asuyan he knew, he still felt uncomfortable and sad.
He was killing his brother with his own hands.
In Asuryan's astonished and horrified eyes.
Xilego stabbed the sword engraved with countless complicated curse runes into the opponent's chest bit by bit.
"No!"
These were Asuryan's last words.
His immortal body turned into ashes with embers, which were blown away by the raging etheric wind.
The God-King has fallen.
The Phoenix King, Finubar, watched his god die like that.
The blessing upon him faded with Asuryan's death.
Countless high elves felt as if a piece of their hearts had been torn out.
Pain spread among them.
Tigrath, the Everqueen, and many other heroes just watched.
Tears flowed from their eyes uncontrollably.
Asuryan is dead.
Died at the hands of the Laughing God.
Rumor has it that the god-killer will be cursed.
Xilego does not know whether this rumor is true.
He doesn't know much about things related to fate.
If he had, he wouldn't have any regrets.
In order to defeat the eternal enemy of the Eldar, in order to give this nearly destroyed race a chance to survive.
Death must be resurrected, only Death can fight against the terrible Prince of Pleasure.
This will ensure that the surviving elves will not be devoured after their death.
A flaming fragment fell into Xi Lego's hands.
God is a creature of faith.
And the piece in his hand is the essence of Asuryan.
To put it simply, Asuryan's divinity and throne are all here.
If you get the fragment in his hand and gain the faith of some high elves, you can become a god.
A creator deity in the elven pantheon.
The violent vision disappeared.
Everything is gone.
The sky became bright again.
The temple of Asuryan fell down.
Those priests shed tears of black blood, they were crying for their deceased gods.
The eternal holy fire of Asuryan was extinguished.
The High Elves lost their creator god.
Some things were permanently destroyed.
Xi Lego collected the pieces of Asu.
The sadness on that unpredictable face quickly disappeared.
"Let's move on to the next one," he said.
"Whose turn is it this time?" asked an Eldar prophet.
Xilego uttered a name that frightened Tyrion and even countless High Elf warriors.
"Blood Hand God of War - Kane." Xilego said in a calm tone: "We need its fragments."