The Bizarre Adventures of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 449 Battle with Archaon
"Archaon...Mars, I will hand over a Pendor Army to your command here. This is a relatively weak legion among the reorganized 18 Pendor Legions. I hope you can command it well."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will make you proud!"

Hearing that Rohan actually put an entire legion under his command, Mars couldn't hide his excitement, and then excitedly went to command the legion to join the battle to garrison Hal Kadra.

Hal Kadra was originally a majestic fortress with solid city defenses. Now with the assistance of Pendor soldiers, it became even more powerful, and finally suppressed the offensive of the Khorne warband with difficulty.

Rohan turned around apologetically and looked at Morena, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Looking at her blood-stained face, he promised:

"I'm sorry that things have turned out like this. I really feel sorry for you. I will make up for your losses after the war is over."

"Oh, so how are you going to make it up to me?"

Hearing this, Morena, who was ready to continue to join the battle, immediately became interested, and then walked up to Rohan pretending to be charming, ready to put her cheek against him.

However, Rohan pretended to be casual and quietly pushed the opponent away. Although Morena was indeed a beautiful female lord, Rohan was not willing to let his armor be stained with the blood of the Norscans.

Besides, rather than staying here and fighting with Morena, it is better to hurry up and go to the Ultimate Dark Altar to prevent Archaon from seizing the blessing mark of the four gods. This is the most important thing for the future of ET!
"Relevant military supplies will be delivered to you via the portal later. Remember to check and accept them when the time comes."

"...No more?"

"What are you thinking about? The situation at the Ultimate Dark Altar may be serious. If you notice anything strange, please inform His Majesty the Witch King immediately. My life is in his hands."

"It's so serious... Then I'll go and inform His Majesty the Witch King now!"

Although Morena couldn't believe that Nagaros would appear as a threat to Rohan, she still chose to inform His Majesty the Witch King to come for support.

After all, she was short-handed with others, and the more than ten years of getting along with her had made her understand that the other party was not an aimless lord, and he must be telling the truth.

Rohan looked up at the distant sky that was shrouded by dark clouds with firm eyes, and then flapped his steel wings and flew quickly towards the ultimate dark altar in the distance.

Although he doesn't have much chance of winning, Archaon's current strength must be far from reaching the level of the Eternal Chosen. Now is the best time to take action to solve the disaster!
But currently, Luo Han still has a doubt in his heart:
"The Ultimate Dark Altar is essentially a large black ark that was stranded in the canyon thousands of years ago. If what Tzeentch said is true, then how did Archaon get through the elven wall on his back to complete the invasion?"

————The ultimate dark altar, garrisoned in the castle
The ultimate dark altar. Even well-informed elf scholars don’t know where this altar comes from. They only know that this altar seems to have some kind of terrifying mutated radiation effect:

Those dark elves who approach the altar without authorization are basically pale monsters due to skin ulceration. Soon they will grow fangs and claws and become irrational, crazy monsters, attacking any living thing in sight.

Such a strange scene naturally frightened the Drukhi people from entering the altar without authorization, but they soon began to think of new ways to deal with it.

Although they didn't know what exactly caused such corrosion, based on Drucci's ability to flirt with women all over the world for so many years, they still judged that there must be some treasure hidden in the altar.

It's just that such a dangerous job obviously can no longer be handled by the delicate elves, so the slaves from all over the world were honored to be assigned shovels and hoes, and were finally driven towards the depths of the altar to start searching.

However, the final result of this behavior was that countless slaves disappeared deep into the complex deck of this large black ark, and were replaced by a large group of terrifying white monsters!

Because of this, His Majesty the Witch King had ordered the entire Altar of Ultimate Darkness to be sealed off hundreds of years ago, and specifically given the surrounding territories as fiefdoms to other fear lords as 'rewards'.

Of course, they were said to be reward lords, but they were actually just guards hired without spending any money.

Although Rohan is not interested in what kind of blessings of chaos are stored in the ultimate dark altar, this does not prevent him from going to prevent Archaon from obtaining the runes symbolizing the blessings of the four gods.

"There doesn't seem to be any trace of the Chaos army wandering around. Has Archaon already entered the altar?"

Directly above the Ultimate Dark Altar, Rohan was staring down at the dilapidated but still majestic Black Ark wreckage below, trying to find any traces of living creatures.

However, the dense magical wind in the sky had even formed a purple-red aurora, so that he had to choose to land on the weathered and dilapidated mast of the Black Ark to observe the surrounding situation.

Kacha~
There was a clear cracking sound from the mast under his feet, and Rohan was so frightened that he had no choice but to land on the deck of the Black Ark, then pulled out the Gwendalion Blade and shouted to the surroundings:
"Diedrich, where are you?"

quack~
As Rohan's shouts spread throughout the Black Ark, there was no strange sound on the deck. There was only a blue-haired crow standing on the mast looking curiously at the alert Rohan below.

Didric was Archaon's name when he was a knight of the Sigmar Empire. He was also an extreme religious fanatic who would kill children for his beliefs.

But later, due to the secret obstruction of the Ever-Non-Chosen Belaqua, Archaon, as a believer of Sigma, finally abandoned Sigma under some circumstances, and willingly fell to prepare to destroy the world.

Because it was so long ago, Rohan had long forgotten the specific details of Archaon's fall, and of course he didn't care about what happened in the past.

To him, the devout knight from the Knights of the Twin-Tailed Comet in the past was not important, nor was the eternal God-chosen one who would lead to the destruction of the world in the future.

Only killing Archaon, who has not yet mastered the six artifacts and is recognized by the Four Gods of Chaos, is the most important thing to him!
"Is there no movement... Could it be that they have entered the depths of the altar? It seems that we still need to enter the inside of the altar to find out the situation."

By searching for the scent of souls, Rohan was able to sense that there were a large number of humanoid life forms with foul souls inside the Black Ark, but he could not detect any signs of life suspected of being Archaon.

There is no doubt that what he is doing now is completely within Tzeentch's plan, but there is a high probability that Archaon's information is true.

The relationship between the Lord of Change and Be'lak has always been incompatible, and as a descendant of Be'lak, Archaon has obviously not yet won the favor of Tzeentch.

In this case, it must be a matter of time before Archaon appears!Thinking of this, Rohan picked up his sword and walked towards the interior of the Black Ark's cabin. He looked at the large group of white monsters that were rapidly approaching him in the distance and murmured:
"Although it's not a good habit to use the power of Chaos Demon frequently, I think I don't have to worry about that now, right?"

If you want to know that debts are too much to bear, how about... get the so-called Seal of Eternal Chaos first?
Hiss--

Just when Rohan fell into confusion and hesitation, a series of terrifying beast-like roars suddenly came from deep in the corridor of Black Ark, causing Rohan to subconsciously turn his head and look:
I saw dozens of white-skinned weirdos with different mentalities rushing towards Rohan like wild beasts that smelled blood. The madness and madness in their eyes was moving.

Rohan naturally did not lack the magic and weapons to deal with this situation. However, since the upcoming battle with Archaon might consume too much, he just held the big sword and shouted softly:
"Elven pioneers of the Sindar tribe, may Gwendalion's ancient grievances be appeased with the sacrifice of these souls...!"

A strong magical energy that was different from the wind of magic quickly spread throughout the altar, instantly sweeping away the corrupted white-skinned monsters and the weapons in their hands.

Hiss--

These white-skinned monsters were frantically biting and slashing at the elven souls arrayed in their sights, and attacking the tightly guarded Sindar souls, trying to bite these spirits with their teeth.

But how is this possible?
The monsters in the distance all started to retreat, and Rohan did not choose to chase these innocent mutated poor creatures, but continued to search for Archaon's movements.

"Archaon, Imperial Diedric, where are you?"

Rohan's voice filled with divine power spread throughout the inner space of the Black Ark deck, but it seemed to have no effect other than waking up those white-skinned monsters who were sleeping.

Is it really that simple?

In a Black Ark warehouse located further down in Rohan, an expedition team composed of several humans was lighting a fire to rest, and the leader was an Imperial man wearing Chaos Warrior armor.

He is exactly what Rohan has been searching for - Archaon who has not yet become the Eternal Chosen One!
"Diedrich, did you hear anything, like someone calling your name on the upper deck?"

Next to Archaon, a Sister of Sigmar wearing imperial armor was putting down the grilled fish in her hands in confusion, and then stared at Archaon beside her with disbelief.

Hearing the nun's question, Archaon's originally closed eyes slowly opened. After listening to the quiet whistling around him, he replied impatiently:

"These should be all hallucinations caused by the magical wind. Keep eating, hurry up, we have to keep on our way."

"oh oh……"

Hearing that Archaon didn't pay attention to her inquiry, the nun could only continue to eat the grilled fish in her hands with her head lowered in despair, not knowing what she was thinking in her mind.

However, not long after, everyone present heard a shout that resounded throughout the warehouse, which directly caused several Chaos Warriors around Archaon to pick up their weapons and look at the entrance of the nearby warehouse:

"Diedrich!"

Hearing such a loud call, Archaon finally could no longer pretend to be indifferent, so he grabbed the rune battle ax snatched from a Chaos Chief next to him and stared at the entrance with cold eyes.

What an arrogant act to actually dare to call him his true self!

Diderik, this name is a painful memory that has accompanied him throughout his life. Except for the nuns and adoptive father who have always been by his side, no one else can call him like this!

Da Da Da~
Accompanied by a burst of leisurely footsteps coming from a distance, a figure with steel wings gradually appeared in the sight of Archaon and a group of Chaos Warriors. Then they heard the other party say in Imperial language:
"Ah la la, it seems that I finally found the right place this time, and I didn't expect that there would be so many surprises waiting for me as soon as I entered the door..."

brush--

Before he finished speaking, the two approaching Chaos Warriors swung their weapons and slashed at the intruder, trying to chop the elf chosen by the blasphemous warrior into pieces of flesh.

As Berak's carefully prepared bodyguards for Archaon, these elite Chaos Knights called the 'Swords of Chaos' were even able to rescue the trapped Archaon from the heavily guarded Altdorf Cathedral. Their strength should not be underestimated. Shh.

But how could Rohan be compared to ordinary humans? With a flash of scarlet sword light, these two rash Swords of Chaos were chopped in half with their armors!
"Ahhhh-"

Such a sudden and bloody scene scared the nun so much that she couldn't help but scream in panic, but then she was embarrassed to find that she seemed to be the only one making a sound.

Facing the death of his subordinates, Archaon's face showed no change at all. He just raised his weapon flat to his chest, his eyes full of fear of Rohan and enthusiasm for battle.

He didn't know who the visitor was, or why the elf knew his name, but that didn't stop him from longing for a hearty battle!

But in the end, the confusion in his heart overcame the ever-emerging desire to fight. Archaon looked at the helmet of command worn on Rohan's head and asked proactively:

"I don't seem to have dealt with elves before. I guess you wouldn't mind telling me your name, or are you just a timid young man?"

"You don't need to know that much, because from the moment you appear inside this Black Ark, your death is already destined!"

However, Rohan did not respond to Archaon's plan. He liked to look at the aggrieved expression on the face of the yet-to-be-famous Eternal Chosen, and then he aimed his giant sword at the surrounding Chaos Warriors to kill.

Archaon's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he also growled:
"If that's the case, then I'll cut off your limbs, and then I'll find a way to force you to say your name!"

　PS: I’ve been a little busy lately, the relationship between my parents is a bit tense at home, and there’s a lot of shit going on at school, so the update may be affected, so please forgive me.

　　
　
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