Cong Xi Yi Ren Kai Shi Mang Chuan Zhong Gu

Pieces of corpses floated to the surface, and blood dyed the light green sea red.

The deaths of countless rat sharks frightened the rat men who had not yet engaged in battle with Asur. The faint sound of the war drums of the Asur fleet could be heard, amplifying the timidity and haste of the rat men.

Dozens of times the number of rat warships failed to stop thousands of Asur warships. The martial high elves drove straight in, and the eagle ships and dragon ships emitting pure light crashed into the rabble of rat men.

The airtight defense network of warpstone shells was shattered by the dragon ships. One by one, the eagle ships sank in the desperate charge, and fell into the bottom of the sea together with countless rat warships.

Unable to turn back, the Assur fleet beat the war drums vigorously, and the soldiers struck the ground with their weapons, reflecting the sound of the drums.

The rhythmic drums echoed each other, and the majestic drum music made the thunder and the roar of the turret seem weak.

Thousands of Asur sang praises to the name of the Elf Father God Asuryan, and the wrath of the Phoenix God scared away the demons peeping at the battlefield.

In the clouds, the ancient star dragon spread its wings, and the death fire falling from the sky cleared the left wing of the Skaven fleet.

The abnormal flow of magic made the elves even more anxious. The captains of each ship desperately went deep into the Skaven fleet, hoping to interrupt the unusually powerful magic of the Skaven Warlock.

The long tolling of the screaming death knell caused blood to flow from Asur's ears, and the strange power contained in the bell struck the elf's will again and again.

From time to time, elves fell silently, dying spiritually.

The undulating ocean suddenly stopped flowing, and the turmoil of the entire vast ocean disappeared.

The two warring parties were affected by the vision, and there was a moment of pause on the battlefield.

The waterspout on the side of the burial ship cemetery slowly dissipated, and the violent storm also calmed down.

The storm that protected the star engine was weakening, and the treasure at his fingertips made the ratman completely lose his mind.

The Disaster Lords hiding behind the curtain stretched out their claws, and their scorched claws made them realize that some kind of power still lingered here.

The big demons continued to wait and see unwillingly, urging the King of Decay who was far away in the Abandoned Rat Demon City.

The councilors showed their magical powers and influenced the elves' fleet in various aspects.

But the Council of Thirteen never got together.

The powerful gray-clothed lord summoned a raging dimensional storm, but another councilor summoned a deep shadow that devoured all things.

The shadow swallowed up the dimensional storm, and before he could fall, the Gray Prophet Lord, who was fighting with the elf mage, happened to be at a disadvantage.

The mages of Asul worked together to disperse the Deep Abyss, and the powerful fleet moved closer to the Skaven main ship.

Most of the Decaying Kings were paying attention to the front line. A few gray-clothed lords noticed the abnormality in the rear army, but turned a blind eye to it.

Lynch held his blazing scepter high and broke out of the water next to the Ratman main ship.

The rat fleet threw rat weapons and did not dare to pour artillery fire on the area where the warlock was.

The Storm Rats guarding the Screaming Death Knell formed a strict halberd array, but how could the Skaven warriors resist the powerful Lizardmen?

The lizard men no longer restrained their strength, and the ship almost fell apart just by moving around.

The Storm Rats lost their stability, and no matter how loudly and scolded the Skaven warlords were, they could not restore the disparity in strength.

The plane where the Skaven Warlock was standing floated abnormally, and Chuanquillo, who was in charge of the magic, looked down in fear at the lizard man who was invincible among the rats.

In order to prevent it from being too late to escape, the Gray Prophet desperately extracted the power of the magic circle, and each warlock died in the sacrifice before they could protest.

The scorching sun appears on the glacier on the west side, and the melting ice cubes are a silent reminder.

The Terrifying Doom Chuanquillo recreated the feat of the Chaos Warlock Malofex, and the thinning ice could no longer imprison the God of the Mountains.

The howling wind seemed to be shouting the name of the Dark Messenger, and the huge eyes of the giant beast deep in the ice rock were brewing another storm.

Dark clouds gathered again, and the lightning and thunderstorms were like the ferocious sharp horns of the ancient dragon demon.

When the thunderstorm reached the peak of its fury, the cracks in the glacier became more obvious and quickly spread across the entire glacier like a spider web.

Sacrifice loses its meaning because the power of darkness is far stronger than mortals can imagine.

Lightning illuminates the ocean again and again, and the distant thunder is like the laughter of the gods.

The dark cloud is the mean face of the Mighty, mockingly admiring the despair and futile struggles of mortals.

Teclis tried to overdraw his power and recreate his previous magic.

But before he could sacrifice himself, broken ice flew into the air, and the sea surface was lifted up by the giant god. The ancient terrifying giant beast broke through the ice, and its loud roar could be clearly heard hundreds of miles away.

The thunder that lit up at the same time caused cracks to appear in the sky, and the anger of the incarnation of the storm made everything hold its breath.

Star Dragon once again pounced on the Dragon Demon, but without the assistance of many great mages, this fight was doomed from the beginning.

Black thunderstorm clouds rolled endlessly like an ocean in the sky.

The roar of darkness reached the ears of the cold-blooded champion, and the sound of death that was enough to make countries tremble did not cause any disturbance to Lynch.

Over the pile of Stormvermin corpses, Lynch tore apart the floating plane.

The corpses of the warlocks turned into powder, and phantom pain came from the tip of Chuanquillo's tail.

The Gray Prophet opened the portal without hesitation and fled the battlefield in a rolling and crawling manner.

Without the power of the Warlock, the defeat of the Skaven is only a matter of time.

Lynch looked towards the small storm to the west and saw the two giant beasts fighting through the thunder layer.

One by one, Thoros broke through the water and gathered beside the Skaven main ship.

Compared with the time of separation, the number of Thoros has been reduced by more than half.

The next war is not something they can participate in.

Under Lynch's order, the dying lizards entered the water again and swam towards Asul's fleet.

Lynch has to get back inside the Pyramid Engine, and he needs to get that dagger out.

Maybe these lizard warriors can survive until the end of the war, or maybe all the warriors will die in the final battle.

In any case, they must exert their last remaining heat.

Lin Qi swam at the forefront of the legion, striving to reach the suspended pyramid as soon as possible.

The sea monsters blocking the way were instantly killed by the lizards, and the formidable enemies were dragged back by Thoros who spontaneously left behind.

Bathed in the hail of bullets from the dimensional machine guns, the bloody soldiers once again broke through the enemy army, and the floating engine was already vaguely visible.

When approaching Asul's Eagle Ship, under Lynch's order, the remaining hundreds of warriors climbed onto the deck of the Eagle Ship, quietly waiting for the final outcome.

Lynch followed the steps of the floating engine, stepped on Drucci's body, and approached the entrance.

Taking off the armor stuck in the door, the lizard man entered the engine with the empty armor.

Sword Master Hoth and the long-bearded dwarf sat on the ground in disgrace, leaning on each other's backs, looking up at the returning lizard man in surprise and exhaustion.

Lynch ignored them and walked to the compartment where the dagger was sealed, unlocked the seal, and took out the dagger found on the mysterious island.