Chapter 253 The Demon Prince of Slaanesh? It's just a dead dog.
"Aisava Kuhl! The lackey of the dark gods, you became the eternal god's choice because of your cowardice?" The
surrounded Imrik roared towards the sky, treating the people around him as if they were nothing. He had forgotten how many people he had killed, but he could not find the charging Eternal Chosen, which made this adventure lack of reward.
It was obvious that the Chaos believers around him could not understand the Elvish language spoken by Imric, but the way they were sparsely retreating towards the back clearly meant that the Eternal Chosen had noticed this place and was trying to kill this elf who had caused a lot of trouble. .
After a while, a figure appeared, but it was not the Eternal Chosen that Imrik expected, but a demon prince.
Two goat horns grow on his smooth forehead, his eyes are full of innocence and the opposite cruelty, purple smooth silk covers his body, a pair of wings on his back allows his feet to leave the ground, and his forked snake-like tail emits With a hissing sound, the demon sword in his right hand shimmered, and its exquisite and slender armored claws looked elegant and deadly.
But this made Imrik frown. Who was this guy? Why did he always encounter Slaanesh elements?
The demon prince spoke first. The Kurgans who retreated showed that he had a high status in the army of chaos. It seemed that he planned to give a gift to the divine envoy.
"Elf, I can feel the desire in your heart. The so-called country is just a fictional thing. It is just an imaginary community. It is composed of language and culture and all kinds of meaningless things. As a king, you can finally get It’s just a little bit of power.” The voice of the Demon Prince of Slaanesh was as touching as a silver bell, speaking out the secrets hidden deep in his heart, “Power is just a virtual enjoyment, but a mortal soul can only think of it. These, as long as you embrace the Prince of Darkness, infinite happiness will appear in you." "
Conquest, battle, power, these are the least important things to the Prince of Darkness." The Demon Prince did not care about the noisy environment around him. , the rapid and chaotic sound of horse hooves seems unable to cover up the moving voice. The musical tone alone may have captured the girl's mind.
Imrik didn't care what the demon prince said. Those seductive breaths that reached his body and soul would disappear under the influence of the golden finger. He waved his heroic spear indifferently, knowing that he had to kill this demon prince first. Solve it before you can continue your search for Isava Kuhl.
"You are very good at talking. If Nakari were like you, maybe you wouldn't have to run into the maelstrom anymore." After saying that, he immediately asked Motellius to start sprinting, but he was just a demon who betrayed his race. Prince, just kill him. Why are there so many nonsense? We haven't dropped the price to the point where anyone can compete with us.
Azazel's pupils shrank for a moment. He was far away in the Chaos Wasteland and felt that Nakari had escaped from trouble again, but he disappeared after only two days. He did not expect that it would be the elf in front of him.
He began to put away that contempt. Even though Nakari was weakened by the maelstrom, he was still a high-level demon of Slaanesh and could not lose to a weakling.
The Demon Sword blocked the attack of the Heroic Spear, but the Demon Prince was immediately knocked away faster than when he got up.
The vigorous flapping of his wings showed that he was trying his best to resume normal actions, but it seemed to be in vain.
Is this guy really an elf? The strength is comparable to that of a giant beast.
The Demon Prince of Slaanesh was filled with surprise. He was immediately knocked away without the first attack. This had never happened in his two thousand years of life.
But Imrik didn't give the Demon Prince the slightest chance, and immediately let his war horse gallop to start pursuing the victory. Isn't it like killing a chicken for our dragon lord to kill a Demon Prince? After stabilizing his body, Azazel no longer chose to fight Imrik head-on. Some of the charmed Kurgans used their lives to stop the dragon lord from charging. He flapped his wings and flew into the sky. The demon The sword emitted a strong purple light, and after a moment dozens of diamond-shaped lenses flew towards Imrik. The demon prince's attack was hidden in these magics.
Mortellius raised his forelimbs and trampled the enemy's horse's head to pieces. This kind of thing was easy for the mount that had served the dragon lord for many years. Imric on it also took advantage of the situation and held the spear with both hands and quickly swung it several times, attacking the surroundings. of enemies are cleared.
Imric noticed the movement above his head. After all, the magical aura on the broken glass would not lie. The demon prince was obviously hiding behind those mirrors.
So he took the reins and adjusted the position of Motellius. The magic lens hit the ground and made a clear echo. The broken glass of different sizes made people's eyes blurred. For a while, only strong light filled the eyes, making it difficult to see. Clean your surroundings.
In this brief moment of blurred vision, an elegant and deadly attack came from the air. Azazel's posture was more like a dancer than a warrior. He flapped his wings lightly in the air, and purple smoke drifted freely as he danced. , people can’t help but be fascinated by it.
He subconsciously swung at Imrik's neck, just a slight force was enough. This is what Slaanesh admires most about this mortal demon prince, unlike those barbarians from Sigmar who can only smash their opponents' heads with war hammers. Different, Azazel undoubtedly knows better what elegance is.
The sword edge barely scraped the hair on his neck, and the Dragon Prince's long golden hair slipped a little in this elegant attack, but a hand wrapped in iron armor had already firmly grasped Azazel's smooth neck.
"I have to say, you Slaanesh elements have quite a lot of tricks up their sleeves." Imrik sighed for a moment. The arm holding the Demon Prince began to emit high temperatures, and black flames violently spurted out from it. The Demon Prince looked like a chicken in his hand. cover.
The flames of annihilation attached to the conqueror's armor immediately swept through the demon prince's body. The white skin began to be scorched black in the high temperature, and the feathers on the wings gradually shrank into a ball. The snake tail that was still fighting with Mortellius also Like a dead fish hanging to the ground.
The heroic spear in his right hand is ready to stab the ugly demon's head. Maybe this guy is famous in the old world, but I really don't know who this guy is. Maybe he is just a small role as a stepping stone for a certain Holy Grail grandpa, and he will die early. If you die, you will die.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a severe sense of crisis on his right side. Imrik immediately pinched the demon prince's neck with his left hand, and the heroic spear thrust out of his right hand changed direction to block the unforeseen attack.
The bright yellow gun blade drew a sharp arc, and the opposite was the thunderous straight cut of the battle axe.
A sound of arms bending came from the confrontation, and something unbelievable happened to Imric. He actually lost to this unexpected enemy in a duel of strength. Even though he only responded hastily with one hand, he could transform into a dragon with The huge increase in strength has still brought his body to a level that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Imrik looked at the man in front of him. He was obviously the Eternal Chosen One who had been searching for a long time. There was obviously some surprise in his expression. Although he concealed it well, he was still aware of it.
I casually threw away the dead dog-like demon prince in my left hand. He was just a minor character. The only one who could fight us in a duel was a legendary lord. This Slaanesh element whose name I don’t know is not worthy.
"It seems you are finally willing to come out, Isava Kuhl."
(End of this chapter)