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The dwarves and the Chaos Warriors collided head-on, and their short bodies burst out with staggering power.

Teclis used his superb swordsmanship to repel several powerful enemies in succession. By the time Ludin also solved his opponent, the lizard man had already disappeared.

Lynch pushed all the way along the streets filled with smoke and flames, and the Norscans who came in like a tide turned into corpses on the ground.

This was not even a warm-up for Lynch. He had seen more terrifying battlefields, and his opponents were the gods and demons believed by the Norscans.

The killers were also slaughtered by the stronger ones, so that the pirates did not dare to face the sharp barbarians and died in vain in front of more powerful monsters.

With the last Chaos Warrior of Khorne impaled by Lynch, the Norscans began their desperate rout.

The pirates who were still holding on in other directions discovered this anomaly. They shrank, wondering what happened in the south and what kind of monster appeared.

You know, all the pirates in the south have already withdrawn, and there is nothing left there.

None of the arrogant evil warriors returned, only the Norscan deserters who were completely frightened.

A roar sounded not far away, and Lynch suddenly jumped over the deserter and jumped to a bloated Chaos Warrior.

The invisible disease is spreading, but Lynch can't be helped. He has excellent resistance to this low-end disease.

The Norsca Chief made a powerful and heavy blow. Lynch raised his scepter and received the blow with even greater strength. During the wrestling, he pushed the giant ax backwards and landed on the Norsca Chief.

As the night grew darker, Kotago began the cycle of a new day.

In this late night, another unfulfilled champion died silently.

Personal ideals are small and this is a dark age.

The Nurgling spirit in the Norscan chieftain's body was burnt to ashes by the scepter, and his evil activity completely disappeared. Urik looked at his opponent unwillingly and took one last look at the world.

The Norscans in other streets were still fighting ignorantly. They didn't know the massacre in this corner, and they didn't know the fact of defeat.

The pirates and the Norscan raiders became more and more courageous as they fought, and gradually developed into more brutal close combat.

These predators, who were a head taller than ordinary people, were formidable enemies that could not be ignored, even if they were poorly equipped.

Without gunpowder, these civilized people who had long lost their wild nature were unable to fight against the bloodthirsty barbarians.

The Pirate King of Port Predator is not the Human Emperor of two thousand years ago. He cannot be like that Human Emperor, leading the followers of the wolf god with simple equipment but strong muscles to drive the barbarians to the north in bloody hand-to-hand combat.

The Pirate King only has weak pirates who have no faith. Although they can dominate the merchant ships passing by, how can they face professional warriors?

During the long battle, no one noticed that the gloomy rain forest on the south side suddenly withered.

The squeaking chants were covered by the roar of the city being devoured by fire, and countless scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness.

Unlike every rat tide, when the bell rang for the first time, a rare order appeared in this wave of red eyes.

Countless squeaks overlapped, chanting the sacred words of the Horned Rat, inciting their own rage as they marched.

They were all plague monks, and the fanatic followers of the Horned Rat all over the mountains and plains slowly approached the city in the sea of ​​fire.

They don't know pain, they don't know fear, and when they are about to die, they will pounce on their enemies, trying to infect the enemies of the Rat God with their diseases.

They are the scourge of civilization.

This is the army of the Plague Clan, a terrifying clan that has been at odds with the cold-blooded race for thousands of years. It has once again shown its strength after a long period of seclusion!

The loud and strange bell rang again, and the lizard man who was killing in the fire paused slightly.

The unprecedented sense of crisis reminded Lynch that if something was coming, he would die, instantly.

In the rainforest on the south side, the trees lost their verdure and turned into pools of pus.

Thousands of rat men were avoiding the center of the rat tide, where a strange open space appeared.

Plaguebringer Skook devoutly tolled the death knell, praising the power of the Great Horned Rat.

The world will fall because the Rat God will ultimately triumph.

Even this messenger of the plague was a little cautious when wielding the plague incense burner.

If the culture fluid mixed with viruses in the plague incense burner were allowed to fall on Si Ke, it would not be able to resist the terrible plague.

Just the smell emanating from it made him dizzy and gave him some kind of hysterical frenzy.

This is the real plague!

Even if it loses its infectivity as a price, its lethality enough to make the dragon wither instantly makes up for this shortcoming.

Skook is waiting for the enemy to appear. It will take advantage of the plague monk to drag the lizard man and accurately deliver the blow from the darkness.

It only has one chance.

In Reaver's Harbor, the Saurus defeated all the Norscans he could see.

He reunited with his teammates. Four members of the ancient race broke through a street, preparing to behead the Pirate King, and then walked away.

But they didn't find the timid ruler until they killed all the people in the city.

On the dock, Lynch saw a strange-looking pirate ship slowly approaching.

Lynch thought it was reinforcements from pirates, but before Lynch could get into the water, the sight of the Holy Grail Knight, whose armor gleamed under the moonlight, made Lynch give up this plan.

John?

The slightly weird pronunciation echoed on the sea surface, and also made the Holy Grail Knight notice his comrades reunited after a long absence.

He spoke a long list of random words, but Lynch couldn't understand them all. From the few words he knew, he could detect Jazz's joy of seeing him again after a long absence, as well as some kind of faint sentimentality.

Only one of the Sword Saints of Hoth who fought side by side at the beginning was left. He either died in the battle or was sent by the Archmage to deal with important matters.

The sailboat gradually docked, and the screams mixed with the fighting in the south did not affect the conversation among the comrades.

John Doomsday of the Horned Beast didn't ask much about the lost members of the elves. He didn't want to arouse the sadness of others, even if everyone had already let go of death.

When they learned that this knight was here to hunt down the Great Keeper of Secrets, even the dwarves who didn't know why were strangely silent.

Finally, Sorian broke the silence:

Man, your hatred is gone. I still remember the shock of the demon before he died.

The Holy Grail Knight's body swayed suddenly, making the regretful and frightened pirates on the ship feel slightly happy. However, the joy did not last long and was shattered by the knight's hearty laughter.

John seemed relieved and suddenly asked Lynch and other aliens about their next plans.

When he learned that Lynch was embarking on a journey to seek the divine, a certain kind of pure light once again overflowed from the Knight of the Holy Grail.

Take me with you! Let me die on another journey of pursuing holiness.

Teclis provided the intermediary translation, and Lynch agreed to the Holy Grail Knight's request without question.