Your war hammer is too fake

Given that it was not easy to leave these two strongholds, Thorgrim gave them more time than other strongholds. However, the High King could give them time, but the elven coalition would not give the Desolate Castle time - after Ariel personally left the battle, the Woodland King Orion, who was worried about his wife, also wielded his spear and joined the battle.

After the gate and the main wall of the fortress were breached, the second line of defense also failed to hold out for long. Although the defenders of the Fortress of Desolation fought with great courage, the gap between mortals and demigods was too great. They paid a huge sacrifice but could not stop Orion from wreaking havoc on the battle line. In order to support their people, the runesmiths had to frequently appear on the front line of the battle, but were killed one by one by Ariel in a very targeted manner.

The consequences of the lack of high-end combat power were clearly revealed in this battle. Just three days after the battle, the dwarves of Desolate Castle were pushed into the lower city, and half of the fortress fell into the hands of the elves. Afterwards, the wood elves began to massacre all the dwarves who did not have time to retreat, regardless of whether they were male or female, old or young, fully armed or unarmed.

Unlike the high elves who usually do not harm the elderly, children, women and children, the wood elves have their own tradition of wild hunting, and countless old farmers of Breton have died at their hands. To be precise, the wood elves have even massacred cities more than once: during the Season of Punishment, Bretonnia and the Empire were massacred by the wood elves.

When the news came that his people were being massacred, Brok Ironchisel completely exploded. Brok knew that Thorgrim had good intentions in letting him go with the army, but as a king, he had the obligation to guard the territory and protect his people. Algrim tried to persuade him once, but seeing that he could not persuade him, the Butcher King, who was also furious, could only agree to let him leave immediately and return to the Desolate Castle.

A few days after Brokk set out, the Reforger's messenger brought new news. Under the aggressive attack of the Wood Elves, the dwarves of Fort Desolation had retreated to the lowest level of the fortress, and the water supply had been cut off. The Wood Elves had poisoned all the water sources. What made the dwarves even more furious was that someone saw the Wood Elves destroying the temple dedicated to the ancestral gods. At this time, the reinforcements except for Copper Mountain Fort and Bdal had arrived at Horn Fort, and the dwarves, including Agrim himself, were about to go berserk.

On April 2503, 4, the Butcher King sent a gyroplane to deliver a letter to the two reinforcement armies on the way, explaining the situation to them and announcing that the reinforcements would set out immediately. The tunnel network in the Grey Mountains was a "local area network" and was not connected to the "Internet" in the World's Edge Mountains, so the vast dwarf army could only travel on the surface.

When An Jiyue caught up with the army, the dwarves were camping in the Winter Teeth Pass. They had set out from Hornburg and rushed here without sleep, and only stopped to rest under the mandatory order of Agrim.

"Desolate Castle can't hold on any longer," this was the first thing the Jiedushi said after meeting the Butcher King. "They must get support immediately, otherwise it will be too late when we arrive." After a pause, she said, "Give me a force of no more than a thousand people, and I will lead them to Desolate Castle immediately."

"The situation has deteriorated too quickly... damn the elves," Agrim said in a low voice, suppressing endless anger in every syllable. "In half an hour, you will see the person you want. I won't ask you how to do it, lady, just don't let the elves trample on our land."

"I will, Agrim," An Jiyue nodded solemnly, "My flying fleet will still need some time to prepare, but I promise they will arrive there before you see the walls of the Desolate Castle."

After saying that, An Jiyue turned around and walked out of Agrim's tent.

……

Note 1: The Battle of the Longbeard was a fight between two sides. Under normal circumstances, the High Elves would not harm civilians. A certain legendary High Elves commander went to the Norse Peninsula to kill the Yankees, which caused an uproar in Ulthuan.

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Author's Note: First update. I encountered a small accident and temporarily lost hearing in my right ear.

Chapter 277: The Witch King's Trick

Dustan leaned on his staff and looked up at the white walls of Akendorf.

While the dwarves were busy mobilizing their troops, the Lords of the Sacred Scriptures were also cursing and urgently adjusting their deployments: The leading mage was worried that the High King would really destroy his lair on impulse, so he said in the chat group that he was going to return to Akendorf. If there was any emergency, he would be able to deal with it immediately.

Due to the special nature of Kewang Castle as a "score-brushing point", this place must be personally guarded by the Lord of the Holy Scripture, because only the Lord of the Holy Scripture can transcend the barriers between different factions and effectively dispatch troops from different races. For this reason, An Jiyue first drove the cloud to send Barrel, who had been doing nothing recently, to Kewang Castle, and Barrel took over the local defense. After completing the handover, Dustan rode his arcane phoenix and hurried south, while An Jiyue took Bing Ruolan, who had basically recovered her ability to move, and flew to Xuanshui on the cloud.

In order to save time, the three did not move together. After the Jiedushi sent the dwarfs to the place, he took Xiuyanqing with him and left immediately, leaving behind the magician to introduce the surrounding situation and the status of the troops to the dwarfs.

By the time Dustan returned to Akendorf, it was already April 4rd of that year. The tens of thousands of dwarves led by the High King were stationed on the border of both territories, monitoring the High Elves' every move.

Originally, according to the temper of the dwarves, even if they did not start a war directly, they should have rushed to the city of Akendorf and confronted the defenders. Fortunately, An Jiyue's face played a role. When he learned that Ms. Youyue personally guaranteed the mage, even the most angry Venerable Longbeard agreed to remain restrained for the time being.

The Silver Road was still as busy as before, and the chain reaction caused by the sudden war had not yet affected this area. Ever since Dustan conquered or took over Akendorf and sent sea guards to the surrounding areas one by one, sending them all to the sky, this already active trade route attracted countless people who were eager for wealth. They caused a lot of trouble for the public security of Akendorf and added a lot of workload to the sea guards responsible for maintaining order, but at the same time they also brought various benefits.

Some benefits that neither Dustan nor An Jiyue had expected.

"...In view of this situation, Your Excellency requires direct support from the Phoenix Court," said a male elf who was dressed and behaved like an old Lothern Phoenix Banner, standing beside Dustan and speaking. "In the name of His Majesty Finubar, the honor of Ulthuan must be upheld. A large army from the mainland will arrive soon, and they will assist your army in defeating those stubborn stone heads and defending your territory and property."

Dustan finally retracted his gaze from afar: "I just want to know one thing now."

The male elf bent down slightly with impeccable manners and gently pressed his left chest with his right hand: "Excuse me."

"How long have you been lurking in Ulthuan?" the mage asked.

The scene suddenly fell silent. Without waiting for the elven noble who claimed to represent the will of the Phoenix King to continue speaking, Dustan said, "As for the army you mentioned, my people should be cleaning up the battlefield by now."

It took the elven noble about two seconds to understand what Dustan meant. He suddenly felt a little breathless and looked at the wizard in front of him in disbelief: "Sir! Do you really know what you are doing?!"

"You know, cleaning out the Druzy spies lurking inside," the wizard said, glancing at the man disapprovingly. "After all, I am the archmage of the White Tower of Hoeth. Counter-espionage is one of my main jobs."

The elven noble took a deep breath and said, "Please be careful with your words! This is a serious accusation, Your Excellency."

"I know what you're waiting for. You sent two groups of people. That army was just a target to attract attention. Another small team disguised as my subordinates ran to the dwarves." Dustan leaned on a staff as tall as a person and turned around slowly. "I say, can Malekith be a little creative? He used this trick to provoke the War of the Longbeards, and now he's planning to re-enact it, right?"

The elven noble finally lost his elegant demeanor. With incredibly fast movements, he pulled out a poisoned dagger from his bosom, and his face became extremely ferocious; however, an arrow pierced through his right palm first, and the dagger with a strange purple blade fell into the bushes. Then, a sword with a cold glow was placed on his neck, forcing the Druzy spy to tilt his neck back.

"Sisters of Avalon?" The spy said in a confused voice. "How is this possible?"

"To be precise, it was a maid," Dustan corrected. "The moment you entered my territory, I knew you were coming. I don't know whether the army you brought was disguised by Druzy or I was simply deceived, but I don't care anyway. I will kill anyone who gets in my way, it's that simple."

The arrows shot from the Bow of Avalon would be accompanied by a blue-white flame, which burned the spy's flesh and blood, causing him to sweat profusely in pain, but he held back and did not say a word. "Sir," the spy's voice trembled a little. He did not look at the maid who was holding the sword on his neck, but only stared at Dustan who looked disapproving. "What the Phoenix King can give you, His Majesty the Witch King will give you more. If you only care about your own interests, why are you loyal to Lothern?"

"I think you are very dedicated. You are still trying to persuade me to rebel," Dustan sneered. "I really don't care about the Phoenix King or loyalty. What the hell, is that worthy of my loyalty?"

As he spoke, Dustan glanced at the maid. The latter pressed her wrist, and the sharp blade cut the spy's neck, and blood spurted out. The spy fell to his knees helplessly, and the whole world in front of him was turning black.

Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, he heard the notorious archmage in Ulthuan say in a nonchalant tone: "When the toilet seat sinks, I will be the fucking Phoenix King! I will destroy anyone who disobeys me!"

The spy's soul is then completely annihilated, the inevitable result of death at the hands of the system unit.

"Has the other team dealt with it?" Dustan glanced at the body lying limp on the ground and asked the maid beside him. Although he could use telepathy to communicate more efficiently, he just liked to ask in person.

"My sisters have already destroyed it," the maiden replied. "Shall we give the body to the dwarves?"

"Why do you have to do this?" Dustan looked at the maid strangely and said, "Don't complicate something that is originally simple. Some things don't need to be known to everyone."

The maid nodded slightly when she heard this: "Yes, sir."

“Fuck, Spicy Chicken Shreds’ hands are reaching out to me,” the leader mage carried the staff on his shoulder and walked towards the Arcane Phoenix not far away. “Fortunately, the order progress of the main anchor point of Akendorf was completed last year, otherwise I might really suffer a loss... There are still too few sword masters, and it’s time to set up an intelligence agency...”

The Lord of the Codex has absolute control over the areas where the ordering progress has reached 100%. When this group of Druzi entered the coverage range of the Akendorf main anchor point, a dialog box immediately popped up on Dustan's War Codex.

Obviously, the Witch King has noticed the movement of the Caledor people and is paying attention to this matter. For the Oathbreaker who provoked the Longbeard War, it is not difficult to replicate his actions back then. In the eyes of outsiders, the Asrai are a monolithic entity and there is no way to start, and the Kingdom of Caledor has no leverage either. So the Witch King or one of his men, while racking their brains to come up with conspiracies and tricks, suddenly thought of Dustan Falcon, who ran to the border prince's territory to settle down.

There are two possibilities for what happened next. The first is that the Witch King used a spy who had been lurking in Ulthuan for many years and successfully infiltrated the Phoenix Court. The second is that Finubar did send someone to investigate the situation, but was replaced on the way. In short, the final result was that the Witch King's spy falsely conveyed the imperial decree in the name of the Phoenix King, asking Dustan to attack the dwarves.

In order to increase credibility, the Witch King also sent an army disguised as high elves, or deceived a high elf lord to support Dustan's actions. If it is the former, this dark elf army is likely to have the task of silencing people.

Of course, Spicy Chicken Shreds, who had been engaged in conspiracy all his life, also considered the possibility of his conspiracy being discovered. This half-cooked charcoal elf made two preparations. In addition to the reinforcements on the surface, he also secretly sent an elite squad that must be Druzy to attack the dwarves and frame Dustan. At this tense moment, just a little spark could ignite the barrel of explosives, and then Dustan would have to fight.

——The above is the analysis An Jiyue made after receiving the information relayed by Dustan. Now that we have noticed what the dark elves want to do, the next thing is simple.

Regardless of whether the so-called "reinforcements" were high elves or dark elves, Dustan would kill them all. As for that group, it must have been a group of dark elves causing trouble, so the mage sent a group of Avalon sisters to deal with it. Anyway, in an area where order had been solidified, all the movements of hostile units were unilaterally transparent.

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Author's words: Second update. Thank you for your concern. My condition is not serious. I just need to rest for a while.

Chapter 278 Sacrifice and Departure

On April 2503, 4 of the Imperial Calendar, the first batch of reinforcements arrived at the Desolate Castle.

The presence of the Caledor Dragon Riders has completely blocked the surface mountain roads near the Fortress of Desolation, and the tunnel network under the fortress is also unusable: except for special cases such as Copper Mountain Fort and Sea Gate, there are traces of rats and night goblins in the underground of any dwarf fortress. These vicious, cunning guys with amazing reproduction speed have always been a major concern for every Karak. It is their existence that has caused the dwarves to be bled continuously since the earthquake, without even a chance to breathe.

With two Asrai demigods personally participating in the battle, the dwarves of Fort Desolation, who lacked high-end combat power, lost more than half of the fortress within a few days even though they fought desperately. Hundreds of old, weak, women and children who failed to retreat in time were killed, and the number of warriors killed in the battle was several times that. Realizing that the dwarves were in a bad situation, the night goblins, who had originally reduced their activity frequency, suddenly showed up again. These little greenskins who liked to wear tattered black robes and hated light and loved darkness emerged in groups from deep underground, forcing the dwarves of Fort Desolation to fight on two fronts.

The dwarves, who had been cornered by the wood elves, were on the verge of complete defeat. However, when An Jiyue used the [Escape Spell] to lead thousands of dwarf elites across the blockade of the night goblins and directly entered the lower city of the Desolate Castle, they found that the elves had temporarily stopped their offensive, and the local dwarves were busy organizing a counterattack against the night goblins.

Upon asking, I learned that the Rune Lord of the Desolate Castle made a decision that was extremely painful for a Rune Blacksmith at the most desperate moment: he managed to lure the two Asrai demigods into a carefully selected location, and then took the initiative to destroy the Anvil of Doom that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Rune Lords of the Desolate Castle, releasing the powerful energy contained in it.

Ariel herself was only slightly injured, because at the moment when the Anvil of Doom was detonated, Orion rushed over to block her with amazing reaction speed, using his body to withstand the close-range explosion of the Anvil of Doom. When the smoke cleared, the dwarves who rushed out in grief and revenge found that Ariel had already escaped with the seriously injured and dying Orion.

Because of the unforgivable crime, the Rune Lord asked his people to completely forget him before the action. All information about him was erased, and all those who knew him or heard of him must swear from now on not to mention anything about him to anyone, and the dwarves did so.

In the end, the dwarves of the Fortress of Desolation temporarily repelled the attack of the Wood Elves at a price that was unforgettable. Ariel was now completely focused on healing Orion, not caring about military affairs at all. Durthu, the elder of the woodland who temporarily took over the command, decided to suspend the attack after counting the casualties. After all, the battle had been fought by the Wood Elves so far, and it was time for their invincible Caledor ally to move their butts.

Prince Imrik did not mind teaching the "swine wallowing in the mud a lesson", but the Lord of Caledor thought that Durthu's tone and wording when he asked his men to fight lacked due respect. The two sides soon quarreled. Since the first day the Caledor entered the Forest of Athel Loren, the Wood Elves had been enduring the arrogance of these cousins. The only reason they did not fight was because of Ariel's mediation.

The two groups of elves quarreled for several days, from April 4th to April 11th, until Ariel, with a frosty face, personally stepped in to forcefully suppress the conflict. Taking advantage of this gap, An Jiyue sent more than 4 reinforcements, dozens of war machines and supporting ammunition to the Desolate Castle at a frequency of twice a day.

The main force of the reinforcements was still on the way. Brock Iron Chisel weighed the pros and cons and decided to repel those annoying little greenskins first, and then find a way to deal with the elves. An Jiyue's task was to guard the road to the upper city during this period and withstand the attack from the elves. For this reason, the command of part of the dwarf troops was handed over to the girl - this was also the first time that the Jiedushi commanded the "local" dwarves.

No one thought there was anything wrong with letting a human girl lead the battle, even the most talkative Longbeard Venerable took it for granted. In order to boost morale, An Jiyue specially changed into the eternal armor given by Granni. The girl wearing this set of armor could bring courage to the dwarves just by standing there, and rekindled the fighting spirit of the Sons of the Stone.

On the afternoon of the 15th, the elven coalition finally managed to come to a conclusion. The army of the Caledonians replaced their Asrai cousins ​​and began to attack the dwarves who were defending the lower level of the fortress. Naturally, their action suffered a disastrous defeat. The dwarves, who were supplemented with troops and heavy firepower, attacked these high elves head-on, and An Jiyue not only suppressed all the mages of the Caledonians alone, but also frequently used attack spells to bombard these pointy-eared people.

Thousands of bodies were left in front of the dwarf barricade, and one of the dragon prince's troops was crippled. Prince Imrick's face was livid as he ordered a retreat. The interior of the dwarf fortress was extremely spacious, and the flat ground paved with large stone slabs could even allow armored riders like the dragon prince to launch a group charge; however, no matter how wide it was, it was still too narrow for a scaly flying beast of the dragon's size.

Although the Caledonians were a bit arrogant, they were definitely not stupid. It was extremely foolish to rashly let the precious dragon knights enter the fortress to fight, especially when the opponent had an absurdly powerful wizard for some reason. The Caledonians couldn't figure out why a spellcaster of this level would appear in the dwarf army, but they knew very well what a spellcaster of this level could do.

Without the support of the dragon allies, the spearmen, archers and dragon princes alone could not break through the dwarf barricades. Due to factors such as terrain and environment, the population of the Kingdom of Caledor has always been small. After losing thousands of people, Prince Imrik could no longer bear it and called a halt to the attack, then ran to find Ariel.

"Enemy reinforcements have arrived while you are standing there doing nothing!" Lord Caledor roared at the Mage Queen, "Unless someone restrains that unknown powerful mage, my people will not be able to rush in even if all of them die!"

"Don't you have dragons?" Ariel looked down at Imrik, relying on his height advantage. "Why, the infinite power of the dragons is useless? Or is it actually the people riding the dragons who are useless?"

"I will deploy the right troops at the right time. The Caledorians don't need you to teach us how to fight!" Prince Imric pushed back without giving in: "Mage Queen, you better live up to your name!"

Upon hearing this, the Twilight sisters immediately drew their bows and arrows, staring at the guy who dared to be rude to their mother, and the several Caledor nobles who came with Imrik also drew their swords without thinking. The two sides confronted each other in silence for a moment, until Ariel waved his hand, signaling the Twilight sisters to put away their weapons.

"When the sun rises the day after tomorrow, Asrai will fight alongside his Asur cousins," Ariel said, turning her head to look at the Twilight sisters who were also looking at her, "Take him back to the Oak of Ages. Only there will he recover."

The Twilight sisters followed the order. With Durthu's help, the two sisters carefully carried the unconscious Orion onto the back of the forest dragon Sesin-Hal, and then carefully fastened the king of the woodland to the saddle with leather straps. After doing all this, the forest dragon flapped its wings and took off into the air, while the two sisters rode their giant eagle companion Gwindor to lead the way.

Ariel watched her husband go away until he disappeared into the horizon, and then she withdrew her gaze. Her face was as cold as frost, and her voice was as cold as the wind: "I will deal with the wizard you mentioned, no matter who he or she is. Now, Prince of Asur, get out of my sight before I kill you."

Prince Imrik flew into a rage. However, before he could speak, a huge head covered with blue and white scales came over from the side, grabbed the back collar of Imrik's armor, and lifted him off the ground without hesitation.

"Minathnir? Let me go!" Ariel heard Imrik shout in a helpless tone rather than annoyance: "Put me down!...Okay, I won't quarrel with her anymore, okay?"

The Mage Queen shook her head, turned and left.

Chapter 279 Morgul

The Wood-Elves divided the history of Athel Loren into a series of Great Seasons.

Each Great Season often lasts for centuries, and includes hundreds of small seasons. Small seasons are divided into four categories: Ice, Rebirth, Wild Hunt, and Withering. They cycle back and forth to form a complete Great Season. Among them, the first and longest Great Season is called the "Forgotten Season".

In the distant past, when the elves and dwarves were still ignorant, the Old Ones planted the seeds of the Oak of Ages as part of a great plan, and this marked the beginning of the Forgotten Season. Since the forest spirits have no habit of recording history, the few remaining woodland elders rarely speak of this past to other races, even their Asrai allies, so even the most knowledgeable wood elf scholars know little about this history.

The Forgotten Season lasted for at least thousands of years, perhaps even ten thousand. When the Longbeard War ended and the forest spirits decided to accept the elves for various reasons, the Forgotten Season also ended, and a new great season, the Season of Rebirth, began. This was the beginning of the Wood Elves, the origin and the beginning. In a battle that would determine whether the new race could survive, Orion appeared in front of his people for the first time, and single-handedly turned the tide of the battle and defeated the Greenskin tribe that invaded their homeland.

After the battle, the wood elves realized that Orion and Ariel had become the incarnations of the hunting god Kurnos and the mother goddess Aisha respectively. They elected the couple as the eternal king and queen of the woodland and established the Woodland Council as the highest ruling body of this kingdom in the forest.

As the incarnation of the Mother Goddess Aisha, Ariel's personality is not slightly different from Aisha, but completely opposite (Note 1). Having said that, Ariel does have Aisha's divine power. She has the ability to heal and revive that mortals can never achieve, which is the most powerful proof that she is the incarnation of Aisha. Thanks to the efforts of the Mage Queen, the Athel Loren Forest, which has been suffering since the Cataclysm, began to recover, and the Wood Elves also spent a period of peace that lasted for several centuries... until "that" thing was born.

Shadow of Death, Lord of Skulls, Defiler, Beast Scourge, Invader, all these abominable titles refer to the same being, a special beastman individual named "Morgul", a monster that is a mortal enemy of the Wood Elves.

This monster is the embodiment of the power of withering, a concept that is completely opposite to the web of life. When Morgul was born, the web of life was disturbed, and the forest spirits wailed in pain. Although she did not understand the nature of this thing, Ariel still realized that this thing was a huge threat to the forest she cherished. At the suggestion of the elders of the forest, the Mage Queen sent her best scouts to leave the forest and go to the territory of the primitive barbarians (the ancestors of the Batol) to investigate the truth.

Morgul's arrival heralded the end of the Season of Rebirth and the beginning of a new great season, the Season of Withering. It was said that this monster was born by a human couple on an unfortunate night. It was born with a terrible Chaos corruption. As soon as it was born, it twisted all the residents of the small village where it was born into mutant monsters that were difficult to describe in words. Wherever it passed, trees grew into strange and absurd shapes, the flesh of people and animals mutated, reason was shattered by wild animality, and all morality and order were gone.

Ariel realized the threat of the Morgul and took action. It was too dangerous for ordinary soldiers to approach such a mobile source of pollution, so the Mage Queen decided to take action herself: she turned into a spirit and followed the traces of corruption left by the Morgul for several months, finally finding a group of beastmen and her target.

That was the first time the Mage Queen saw Morgul, but it would not be the last. Ariel thought she was looking for a powerful wizard or an ancient sorcerer, but she only saw a strange beastman who was ignorant and did not even have a complete mind. The Mage Queen released a flame to burn Morgul and other beastmen, and then returned to Athel Loren. She was sure that she had solved this problem, but she did not see that as she turned to leave, Morgul's wounds had begun to heal, and she did not know that this would be the beginning of a series of disasters.

Although he only had limited instincts and did not know what thinking was, Morgul still remembered Ariel. As the incarnation of Aisha and the guardian of the web of life, the life force contained in Ariel was of great attraction to Morgul. Some instinct guided him and he began to move towards Athel Loren.

Two hundred years after their first encounter, Morgul slowly gathered a large army of Beastmen and invaded the Forest of Athel Loren. Morgul was a nightmare for the Wood Elves, for they had no means of killing him. Spears, bows, and spells were useless, and Morgul would quickly recover from any wounds he sustained. Worse still, the spirits of the forest, especially the youngest dryads, were generally unable to resist the corruption Morgul exuded.

More than once, the forest spirits suddenly betrayed the elves when they were about to win and rescued Morgul. This kind of crazy behavior would not last forever. The rebellious forest spirits would return to normal after a while, and then go crazy again after a period of time, over and over again, endlessly.

This war, which was extremely tormenting for the people of Athel Loren, lasted for several small seasons. Finally, in a battle that would come to be known as the War of Pain, the Elder of the Wood, Koledi, broke through the beastmen under Morgul's command and surrounded the monster. Ariel took the opportunity to use her magic to severely injure Morgul. Then, in order to kill it once and for all, the Mage Queen used the power of the Forest of Athel Loren itself, destroying Morgul's form with overwhelming magic.

The battle was won, but the Wood Elves paid a heavy price for it. Morgul's power corrupted the forest that served as the battlefield, and it was renamed the "Grove of Pain". Even Ariel could not cleanse the corruption left by Morgul. Worse, due to direct contact with the monster, the mind of the woodland elder Koledi was irreversibly polluted, which also laid the seeds for the fall of this ancient tree man in the future.

Even more deadly than all of these combined is that Morgul, though a creature of flesh and blood, can resurrect like a Chaos Daemon, and conventional methods are simply incapable of killing this twisted creature that is so beloved by Chaos. More than a thousand years after the first slaying, Morgul returned again. Fortunately, Morgul did not attack Athel Loren this time, but rampaged through a land that did not belong to the Wood Elves, and was then defeated by the Wood Elves. Orion himself cut Morgul into pieces and threw its remains into the fire to burn.

More than four hundred years later, Morgul resurrected again. The final battle between the two sides was still held in the same place as last time, but this time it happened to be winter, and the leader of the Wood Elves was replaced by Ariel. Unlike last time, this time the Wood Elves fought side by side with the Bretonnians, and the commander of this Bretonnian army was named Gilles, Gilles le Batto.

If it were Orion, he would have taken the humans with him; but Ariel was not as irritable as her husband after all, and the wise queen of mages chose to ally with the humans and fight side by side against their common enemy. In the end, Morgul was defeated again. This was the third time that Shadowslayer was killed, and of course, it would not be the last time.

After that, Morgul was resurrected several times and killed several times. The last time this thing was resurrected was in the year 239 of the Season of Destruction, which is 2246 of the Imperial Calendar. The legendary warrior of the Wood Elves, the Lord of the Eternal Forest, Alaros (Note 2) was ordered to deal with this threat, and this was the second time Alaros fought against Morgul.

If history had not changed, the next time Morgul was resurrected would be the end of the world; however, due to the interference of time travelers, this world had already deviated further from its original destiny.

Ariel had withdrawn too many troops, and Athel Loren's defenses had never been so empty. When Tzeentch's great demon, Sathoril the Eternal Watch, carefully passed through the forest and came to the Grove of Pain, there was not a single guard around this twisted forest corrupted by the power of Chaos. The patrols that were originally on duty here had all been transferred away.

This is good, the Lord of Change who sneaked in thought. Because it needed to purify the corruption left by the Chaos army along the way while marching, and the mountain roads were rugged and difficult to travel, the coalition of the Cathay and Midan peoples had not yet reached the Brass Fortress, so it was able to squeeze out time to go to Athel Loren to carry out the mission assigned by the Path Changer himself.

"There is no time for you to sleep, Morgul," the great demon laughed softly, "Wake up and do what you should do!"

……

Note 1: However, as the current Everqueen and High Priestess of Aisha, Alarielle the Bright Light has a personality very similar to Aisha.

Note 2: This person is also one of Li Biao’s lovers.

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Author's note: This is a boring and difficult chapter to write... but I can't skip it. (collapsed

Chapter 280 Who is calling the fleet? (Part 1)

Early morning of April 4, Grey Mountains, Fort Desolate.

After a whole day of rest and redeployment, the elven coalition put all its strength into this day, preparing to launch a general attack. So far, the casualties they have suffered in order to capture the Desolate Castle have exceeded expectations, but fortunately, there is only one step left to victory: as long as the last group of defenders gathered in the lower city are eliminated, the battle will be over.