Chapter 389 The Deceiver
Lord of Disaster is often regarded as the incarnation of the Great Horned Rat. Compared to the Great Demons of the Four Gods of Chaos, they are far less famous and terrifying among civilized races, but they are still extremely deadly.
It is a living disaster that brings destruction and desolation. It is a creation that comes from outside the mortal realms and appears in the realm only to destroy and slaughter.
As the multi-faceted incarnation of the Horned Rat, these disaster lords have different characteristics, including war lords who are good at conquest and massacre, corruptors who are extremely passionate about decay and plague, and the most mysterious and rare dimensional prophets.
The one who raided Masnow from the shadows was the Trickster, the most adept at assassinations and attacks among the Lords of Disaster who were worshiped by the Eshin clan.
The fraudster who failed to succeed was not surprised, and there was not even a trace of surprise on his face. A dimensional stone bomb came out smoothly.
High-concentration dimensional stone bombs flew in front of Masnow. Just when he was about to escape, there was already a violent explosion.
A green shock wave bloomed from it, followed by a ball of burning warpstone flames.
The Lord of Disaster, who had already escaped into the shadows, let out a chuckle. No one could underestimate the ability of the Lord of Disaster. Killing him at first sight was the fate of most people.
Warpstone flames capable of melting the strongest stone slabs are the Lord of Disaster's test.
Masno's skin, wrapped in the flames of the dimensional stone, felt a little stinging, but it was actually nothing serious. Although he lacked the protection of a shield, the armor was enough to protect him from most attacks in this world.
He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to capitalize on the Disaster Lord's mistake.
Screams came from the mouths of the champion warriors, and they seemed to swing their swords like crazy, attacking the surrounding air without any plan. It seemed that they could not bear the flames that were enough to burn their souls.
Some of the clan rats he encountered also ignited with blazing green flames. The long sword that could freeze the soul seemed to have lost its effect. After cutting the rat's body open, some dimensional stone flames remained on the messy fur. superior.
The Lord of Disaster couldn't help it, but caution was always the nature of the rat people. Even the great rat demons could not get rid of it. A plague priest who was still watching was sent to the front to test.
The rain splashed on Masnow's body, but it was quickly evaporated by the flames. The Plague Priest's attack also hit him, causing him to scream in agony.
The champion warrior seems to have lost his fighting skills due to pain, like a dying beast, attacking everything in sight.
The Lord of Disaster launched another attack, unable to restrain his murderous intent towards a pointy-eared thing.
The scythe emerged from the shadows unilluminated by the warpstone flames, moving as fast as lightning just appearing in the sky.
Succeeding with one strike is the skill of the Lord of Disaster.
However, unlike the expected elf wrapped in the flames of the dimension stone, which split into two halves, a sizzling sound of electricity appeared from Masno's body, and a more eye-catching red thunder snake appeared in the red armor.
The Lord of Disaster knew that he had been tricked, and planned to lurk in the shadows again, waiting for the next opportunity.
But what waited for him was a frost attack filled with cold air. Masno's attack failed because the Rat Demon's agility was unbelievable. Just when the sword was about to hit his head, a tail suddenly appeared from behind the Disaster Lord.
The short blade with the Great Horned Rat's Seal caused the Blue Fury's attack to deflect slightly, and coupled with the movement of the Disaster Lord's body, Masno only cut off one of the winding horns.
The top combat capabilities of both sides were constantly fighting. Although the heavy rain environment did not affect these warriors with inhuman physiques, for most soldiers, fighting under such conditions meant that their physical strength would be exhausted very quickly.
Neither the elves nor Mrs. Kislev are residents of the jungle. Even if they were deliberately allowed to maintain combat effectiveness in harsh environments during previous training, once they encounter such an emergency, it is still difficult to maintain their original combat effectiveness.
The infantry line filled by elk hunters at the rear began to have gaps, and extra-large rats rushed here. They were two people tall, and their skin was full of scars and iron lines. They were undoubtedly several sent here from the old world. Rat troll.
The appearance of the rat troll caused some commotion, but he immediately cheered up under the scolding of the sergeant wearing a centurion helmet.
Because the blind Vaal priest had already faced this terrifying monster with his shield and war hammer. Everything he encountered during the charge was knocked away and shattered.
The rat troll roared, a little green mist leaking from the seams of its skin, and its hill-like body held hatred for everything in the world.
Only a madman would breed such a monster, and only an even crazier rat would allow it to undergo the baptism of plague after mutation.
The warpstone embedded in the arm was lifted high, enough to smash the steel against Coster's shield. The terrifying force caused some pieces of the outer shell of the warpstone to fall off.
But Priest Vaal just accepted the attack without saying a word, and the shield raised above his head did not even move at all, as if the power of the rat troll was nothing more than the powerless beating of a child.
But Coster was not able to deal with the two monster infantry immediately, which allowed the other two to follow the plague monks and rush into the elk hunter's line.
The crossbow arrow that hit the eye, the throwing ax that hit the neck, these attacks that could kill ordinary people did not have the expected effect.
Every attack of the huge dimensional stone hammer can take away the lives of several people, and the clan rats mixed around the rat troll make it difficult for several centurions to reach the rat troll.
The rear line began to be broken through, and Judith, as the commander, scolded them to stick to their formation and never let them get even half a step closer to the temple.
The advance team of only 3,000 people was in trouble. As a small party, although there were several top-notch high-end combat forces, they were all restricted. There were at least two Disaster Lords on the battlefield.
One is the Deceiver who sneaked up on Masno, and the other is the War Messenger who is fighting Agrim.
Agrim, who was delayed by the rat demon, was in a tough fight. In fact, he was not afraid of this disaster lord. If it was a one-on-one duel between champions, the Butcher was 100% confident that he could kill it.
But rats have no concept of glory. A huge number of plague monks and storm rats are approaching, and the butcher can only choose to put the maintenance of the front first, entangling the war messenger and a few stepping stones. warlord.
The only good thing is that the number of dimensional stone powder bombs thrown from a distance is gradually decreasing, and the God of Death Damian once again showed his terror. A man went from the temple to the rat artillery position several hundred meters away. Along the way, there were only corpses chopped into powder and large tracts of tall woods.
(End of chapter)