Chapter 172 The Demon Suppressing Stone Tablet
With the influx of demonic armies, the battlefield became even more chaotic. These beings who received the blessing of the Dark Prince did not care whether the elves around them were enemies or not, and attacked frantically towards the Cold Blade and the Silent One, and that man The Keeper of Secrets did not restrict the actions of its subordinates because it had found an extremely suitable target.
"Ah, an elf with the breath of a dragon. This reminds me of the elf mage from the past. You are a rare treasure." The tone and demeanor of the secret keeper Cassilis Quesunar was a little intoxicated. It was obvious that he Mrik attracted its great attention, and after finishing speaking, he had already stepped away from the goat's hooves.
Imrik, on the other hand, was not in a hurry. The Chaos Portal had replaced the magic originally used to impact the Maelstrom. Morath made the wisest choice at the moment. As long as these demons were allowed to slaughter wantonly in Ulthuan, more The pressure on Malekith's frontal battlefield may make Ulthuan fall faster.
This choice may be wise, but I was fully prepared for this action.
Seeing that the great demon of Slaanesh had already charged, Imrik, who was the target, showed no sign of weakness and charged straight forward. The tip of the spear collided with the blade of the sword, making a sound of metal collision, which was heard in just a few seconds. Dozens of times, the speed at which the two swung their weapons had turned into afterimages in the eyes of others.
"Last time I also killed a Slaanesh demon called Na'kari. It is qualified to challenge Aenarion. Who are you?" During the battle, Imrik continued to taunt, After all, the Slaanesh army is one of the few demons that can taunt them, so they need to get their fill of their mouths quickly.
Khorne doesn't care what the enemy says at all, they just want to beat the enemy to a bloody pulp. Nurgle Fatboy will just smile in the face of ridicule. As for Tzeentch, they are eager to be ridiculed, so that they can let people fall into traps.
"A mouth that can speak good words. I like to hear beautiful singing from this kind of mouth the most." The Keeper didn't care about Imric's words at all. It could clearly feel that the elf in front of it was not afraid of it. None, there is even contempt and arrogance in the mood, which makes it feel even more excited.
"Perhaps I have to learn from Zakhan and ask how it was imprisoned. It would be interesting to think about locking you big demons like Slaanesh in a room." Even though he opened his mouth to mock, the gun blade in his hand was not powerful. Minus, it went straight towards the arm of the secret keeper.
A purple crab claw fell from the body of the demon, and then it began to scream with enjoyment.
Regardless of whether it was due to pain or excitement, these perverted thoughts could not be scrutinized. Even Imric was a little anxious when he saw more Slaanesh troops appearing at the portal.
"Why don't you come here? The people brought out by that guy Luo Ning are just as unreliable as him." While thinking in his mind, he continued to fight with the secret keeper. After Moras voluntarily gave up his ability as a magic turret, the surrounding people The dragon troops were already approaching here, and Minas Nir began to fight another Slaanesh demon. The breath of more than a dozen dragons surrounded the altar in a divided manner.
But this is a drop in the bucket for the gradually expanding portal. Masno and Agthel have begun to fight with the newly emerged secret keepers, and a large number of Chaos Raging Monsters have begun to pounce on the dragon, and the Chaos is full of twisted tentacles. The egg seemed to have nothing to do, and twitched its arm-like tentacles and ran towards the three Caledonians on the ground.
The situation was slipping into a disadvantage, and Imric quickly judged the situation.
There are really too few people with him, and there are no ground troops to cooperate with the dragon to grind the meat. Choosing to breathe will cause a gap in the encirclement, and if you fight hand-to-hand, you will enter the enemy's attack range.
Imrik, who was fighting the Great Demon of Slaanesh alone, also began to feel the difficulty. This guy had no intention of starting a duel. Several Slaanesh army forwards were attacking him with the Hell Whips with iron spikes. Even if he was stuck, Ledo's armor protected these attacks, but the vicious power still shocked the body, and this caused the rhythm of the battle to deviate.
Just when the dragon was surrounded by a large number of angry demons, and several people on the ground were about to be swallowed up by the purple wave, the dragon mage that Imric had been waiting for for a long time finally took action.
A golden sphere suddenly appeared above the altar, and then five huge illusory stone tablets appeared from the sphere and fell downwards. They were covered with various incantations that suppressed magical energy. After the six-meter-high stone tablet hit the ground, the incantation began to flicker, and illusory golden chains appeared from the stone tablet, and then connected to each other. These incorporeal energy stone tablets trapped the interior in the form of a five-pointed star.
The Demon Suppressor Monument uses fragments of the World Stone as the casting material. Even the Dragon Prince felt a burst of physical pain when using it. After all, using it once is one less time, but the effect is definitely comparable to the long casting time and cost. .
After several golden chains appeared in their entirety, Slaanesh, who was fighting Imric, felt something was wrong. The world was expelling them. Chaos energy began to dissipate under the influence of those stone tablets, and was converted into the eight magical winds, and Although the magical energy in it is rich, it is in an inert state and is extremely difficult to mobilize.
It looked at Imric in disbelief. Only the Great Maelstrom could convert chaotic energy into the eight magical winds. The function of these stone tablets may be a kind of miniature Maelstrom. If these elves can activate this at will anywhere, With this spell, the demon army will never be able to enter the mortal world.
Slaanesh's troops began to dissipate. These demons made of energy required a lot of energy support in the mortal world, leaving only some weak Fury Demons and Chaos Spawns. The former was because they could walk in the mortal world without too much energy, and then The reason is that it is a twisted creature that mutated from chaotic energy.
After the opponent, the Great Demon of Slaanesh, dissipated, Imric immediately began to search for the location of Moras, paying no attention to the high-level sorceresses around him. The heads of these female Druchi might be of great value. But compared to Moraes, the total is not as important as her.
But after looking around for a while, he found that Moras' location was not found at all, and he frowned and thought about what was going on.
The demon-suppressing stone tablet has the effect of a dimensional anchor, which is to prevent trapped enemies from using teleportation spells to escape.
Glancing at the surrounding situation, the high-level dragon prince was slaughtering those who resisted. Only Minas Nir noticed his actions. He shook off the Chaos Warlock who had turned into a meat pie in his claws, and raised the few sharp horns missing. The head began to feel.
"Moras is escaping towards the north. She used an invisibility magic. We need to share the vision." Lao Mi saw Moras escaping from here riding a dark Pegasus. It had flown a certain distance, and the wings The injury made it difficult to catch up with his speed, so he came up with an idea.
After Minas Nir finished speaking, Imric closed his eyes and began to sense the existence of his partner. Their hearts began to resonate, and the synchronization was completed after a moment.
After opening his eyes, it had become a long-lost wide field of vision. Imric saw Moras. She was escaping on the dark pegasus named Sulefit and had flown to a forest far away. above.
After estimating the distance and direction, he raised the spear of valor to his shoulder. Others only saw the prince raising the spear with his eyes closed and making a throwing motion. Black scales appeared on the unprotected part of his right arm.
"Drink!" After running for a few steps, he threw out a spear with his right hand, targeting Moras. The red and yellow spear was not even visible under the power, and the sound of air explosion could even be heard vaguely.
Imric is very confident in his throwing. It makes no sense that the real beastman Orion throws so well and he can't do it. If he doesn't like it, he will come to Caledor to practice with him, and he will be beaten to death. .
(End of chapter)