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Chapter 227 Banner's Last Battle

As Mephisto orchestrated his scheme, the skies above Hell were shrouded in thick, ominous clouds, and an ominous atmosphere filled the air.

The two forces met in the ruins of Germania, and a great war that would determine the balance of power in Europe finally broke out.

The battle began with a deafening roar. Mephisto's demon army surged out of the rifts of hell like a black tide. They were of various shapes and sizes; some wielded huge scythes, some wore fiery armor, and others rode ferocious hell beasts. Wherever they went, there was devastation.

Meanwhile, Wanda's Plague Legion followed closely behind. The souls corrupted by the plague, under Wanda's will, were like walking corpses, carrying the aura of death as they approached the Khorne Legion.

Banner stood at the forefront of the Khorne Legion, clad in blood-red armor, wielding a massive battle axe, his eyes burning with an indomitable spirit.

At his command, the soldiers of the Khorne Legion charged towards the enemy like wild horses. A fierce hand-to-hand battle ensued amidst the ruins, with flashing blades, splattering blood, and a thick stench of blood filling the air.

In the early stages of the battle, both sides were probing each other's strengths and weaknesses. Mephisto's demon army was fierce, but Banner's Khorne Legion was not to be outdone. With their unwavering will and excellent combat skills, they repelled the enemy's attacks time and time again.

Wanda, meanwhile, took advantage of the Plague Legion's characteristics by continuously releasing plague energy in an attempt to weaken the Khorne Legion's fighting power.

As the battle intensified, Mephisto began to execute his plan. He ordered a portion of his demonic forces to disguise themselves as routed soldiers, luring the Khorne Legion deep into the heart of Hell. Although Banner was alerted, under pressure from the Wanda Plague Legion, he was forced to divide his forces to pursue and annihilate this seemingly defeated enemy in one fell swoop.

However, this was Mephisto's trap. As the Khorne Legion ventured deep into the heart of Hell, they were suddenly ambushed by necromancers and dark mages.

These hellish creatures used dark magic and traps to inflict heavy losses on the Khorne Legion. Meanwhile, Wanda seized the opportunity to command the Plague Legion in a fierce attack; her plague aura, like the scythe of death, relentlessly reaped the lives of Khorne Legion soldiers.

Faced with the sudden crisis, Banner demonstrated his composure and wisdom as a leader.

He quickly adjusted his tactics, ordering his soldiers to form defensive formations while simultaneously dispatching elite squads to destroy the enemy's magic circles and traps. Under Banner's command, the Khorne Legion gradually stabilized its position and began to counterattack.

As the battle escalated, the main forces of both sides finally clashed in the heart of Hell. Mephisto personally commanded the Hellish army, while Banner fought alongside Evelyn against this formidable foe.

In the final battle, Wanda became the focus of contention between the two sides. Her control of plague and dark power instilled fear in both. However, Wanda was torn; she desired revenge, yet she did not want to become a pawn in Mephisto's game.

However, on the current battlefield, we can only take it one step at a time.

Flames and darkness intertwined into a terrifying net, obscuring the sky completely. Mephisto's laughter echoed through Hell, like the mockery of Death himself. He brandished his scepter, unleashing boundless dark energy and infusing the Hellish army with an unstoppable fervor.

Banner and Evelyn stood side by side, their eyes gleaming with determination and unyielding spirit. Banner's battle axe traced bloody lines through the air, each swing accompanied by the screams of his enemies and splattering blood. Evelyn, meanwhile, wielded her magic, ice and fire weaving in her hands, constructing an impregnable defensive line for the Khorne Legion.

Wanda stood in a corner of the battlefield, her heart aching as if it were being torn apart. She watched the soldiers of both sides fight valiantly on the battlefield, each fallen figure piercing her heart. She knew that the plague power in her hands was enough to destroy everything, but this power also burdened her with heavy sins.

Suddenly, Wanda made a decision. She no longer hesitated, nor struggled. She would end this war, in her own way. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then snapped them open, her eyes flashing with unwavering resolve.

"Plague Outbreak!" Wanda gave the order, and the Plague Legion, as if receiving some mysterious command, began to accelerate its approach towards the Khorne Legion. The plague's aura, like an invisible tidal wave, swept across the entire battlefield, leaving devastation and death in its wake.

Seeing this, Banner roared and charged at Wanda, brandishing his battle axe.

He couldn't let Wanda continue like this, or the Khorne Legion would be annihilated. However, Mephisto stood in his way, and the two instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

Mephisto's dark energy and Banner's berserk power collided on the battlefield, creating dazzling sparks.

Each of their clashes was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if it were tearing the entire hell apart.

Meanwhile, Evelyn is also engaged in a fierce battle with the dark mages of the Hellish Alliance.

Her magic and the dark mage's incantations intertwined in the air, forming a complex network, with each collision accompanied by an explosion of energy and a flash of light.

The soldiers on the battlefield were also engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat. With their tenacious will and excellent combat skills, the soldiers of the Khorne Legion repelled the attacks of the Hell Alliance time and time again.

However, the spread of the plague gradually weakened their fighting capacity, and casualties continued to increase.

As the plague raged and the battlefield situation grew increasingly critical, Banner's anger and determination reached their peak. He knew that conventional tactics alone could not turn the tide of the war; only his unparalleled bravery and thirst for victory could break this cycle of despair.

Faced with Mephisto's obstruction, Banner's fighting spirit burned even brighter. He roared, and his battle axe traced a dazzling arc through the air, carrying a force powerful enough to shake mountains, as it cleaved straight at Mephisto. Although Mephisto used dark energy to defend himself, he was still forced back several steps by the force, his expression slightly changing.

"For the glory of the Khorne Legion!" Banner roared, every bloodstain on his armor seeming to tell of his indomitable spirit and bravery. He flashed across the battlefield like a ghost, each swing of his axe precise and deadly, slaying any demons that tried to approach.

Under Banner's leadership, the morale of the Khorne Legion soared to unprecedented heights. The soldiers seemed to be inspired by his bravery, fighting with even greater ferocity and fearlessness. They formed tight formations, using shields as walls and spears as spears, repelling wave after wave of the Hellish Legion's charges.

Banner, like a raging beast, crisscrossed the battlefield, searching for an opportunity to strike decisively. He noticed that although Wanda commanded the Plague Legion, her eyes revealed deep weariness and struggle. A thought struck Banner; he decided to eliminate Wanda, this threat, first to weaken the enemy's fighting strength.

He suddenly accelerated, like a red lightning bolt, rushing straight towards Wanda. Seeing this, Wanda hurriedly unleashed her plague power, attempting to block Banner's attack. However, Banner had already seen through her intentions, and with a nimble sidestep, easily avoided the plague's aura.

"Your end is nigh, Wanda!" Banner roared, his battle axe tracing a perfect arc through the air, aiming straight for Wanda's vitals. Wanda was terrified, desperately using dark magic to defend herself. But Banner's attack was too swift, shattering her magical barrier, the axe's edge almost touching her body.

At the critical moment, a powerful dark force suddenly erupted from Wanda's body, pulling her back from the brink of death. But this force also drove her into an even more frenzied state; her eyes turned bloodshot, and she began to command the plague legions to launch even more ferocious attacks without regard for anything else.

However, all of this could not change the course of the war. Under Banner's leadership, the Khorne Legion gradually reclaimed lost territory, forcing the Hellish Alliance back to the edge of Hell. Mephisto, seeing this, turned grim; he knew the war was already lost.

Under Banner's valiant leadership, the Khorne Legion's morale soared, and their fighting power reached unprecedented heights. Like an unstoppable torrent, they relentlessly pushed the Hellish Alliance back to the very edge of hell. Mephisto, seeing this, turned grim. He knew defeat was inevitable, but he was still unwilling to accept this fact.

Wanda, driven to madness, unleashed a torrent of dark power within her, like a wild horse. Her eyes were bloodshot as she recklessly commanded the Plague Legion in a final, desperate counterattack. However, against Banner's overwhelming power, these efforts proved utterly futile.

Banner, wielding his battle axe, appeared like a war god descending upon the land. He flashed forward like a red lightning bolt, charging straight at Wanda. Although Wanda desperately tried to defend herself with dark magic, her magical barrier crumbled instantly before Banner's power, a power capable of shaking mountains.

"Your end has truly come, Wanda!" Banner roared, his battle axe tracing a perfect arc through the air, aiming straight for Wanda's vitals. This time, Wanda had no chance to dodge; the axe's edge pierced through her body instantly, pinning her to the ground.

A flicker of resentment and despair flashed in Wanda's eyes. With her last ounce of strength, she attempted to unleash a powerful surge of dark energy to retaliate. However, under Banner's absolute suppression, this power could only dissipate helplessly into the air, like a candle flame that had been extinguished.

"It's over, Wanda," Banner said coldly. He sheathed his battle axe, and Wanda's body fell limply to the ground, lifeless.

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Meanwhile, Mephisto, seeing Wanda dead, felt even more desperate. He understood that without Wanda as a powerful ally, he was powerless to change the situation. However, he was not willing to succumb to fate so easily.

Mephisto brandished his scepter, unleashing boundless dark energy in a final desperate attempt. However, against Banner's impenetrable defense and relentless offensive, this dark energy vanished without a trace.

"Mephisto, your defeat is inevitable!" Banner roared, his figure flashing as he appeared before Mephisto like a ghost. The battle axe drew a dazzling trajectory in the air, carrying enough power to destroy everything, and cleaved straight at Mephisto.

Despite Mephisto's best efforts to defend himself, his defenses were rendered useless in the face of Banner's overwhelming power.

The sharp edge of the battle axe pierced through his body instantly, pinning him to the ground. A flicker of resentment and despair flashed in Mephisto's eyes before he slowly closed them, life fading away.

With the deaths of Mephisto and Wanda, the Hellish Alliance completely collapsed.

Under Banner's leadership, the Khorne Legion pressed their advantage and annihilated the Hell Alliance on the verge of destruction.

This great war, which determined the balance of power in Europe, ultimately ended in victory for the Khorne Legion.

Banner stood on the battlefield, looking at the devastated landscape and the fallen enemies, and a strong sense of victory welled up in his heart.

However, before the joy of victory could fully spread, Banner's eyes suddenly turned cold and complex. He slowly pointed the battle axe in his hand at Evelyn, who was fighting alongside him, a move that shocked and puzzled everyone present.

Evelyn's face changed drastically. She stared at Banner in disbelief, her eyes filled with confusion and pain. "Banner, what...what are you doing?" Her voice trembled, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

A flicker of struggle crossed Banner's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resolve.

He said in a low but firm voice, "Evely, I'm sorry, but this is a mission I must complete."

Only one god can exist on this land, and that is the great Blood God. For the sake of the great Blood God, please die here!

With that, Banner raised his battle axe high, its blade gleaming with a bloodthirsty coldness in the sunlight. He took a deep breath, as if to concentrate all his strength into this moment. Then, he charged towards Evelyn like lightning, the battle axe whistling through the air, aiming straight for her vitals.

Although Evelyn was shocked, as a mage, her reaction was quick. She hurriedly cast a spell, attempting to use a barrier of frost and fire to block Banner's attack. However, Banner's battle axe was too swift and powerful, and her magical barrier was shattered in an instant.

"No!" Evelyn cried out in despair, but her voice was drowned out by the roar of the battle axe cutting through the air. The axe blade, like the scythe of death, mercilessly pierced her body, pinning her to the ground.

A flicker of resentment and despair flashed in Evelyn's eyes. She used her last bit of strength to try to unleash a spell to fight back, but Banner's battle axe had completely destroyed her source of magic. Her magic dissipated helplessly into the air like an extinguished candle.

"It's over, Evelyn," Banner said coldly, sheathing his battle axe. Evelyn's body fell limply to the ground, lifeless.

There was still resentment and pain in her eyes, but all of that was irreversible.

(End of this chapter)