Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation

  Chapter 463 The Death of Bloody Kane (Subscribe)

   Elderal's ruffian-like shout stunned many high elves.

  The leaders of the death army were also stunned for a moment.

  Even Selego looked a little differently at Elderal, the great prophet.

  If he hadn't stayed together all the time, he would have suspected that the other party had been transferred.

  That doesn't sound like an elegant Eldar at all.

   Obviously, after staying with humans for a long time, Eldrar has obviously acquired some bad customs of humans

   Several leaders of the Death God Army have been battle-tested after all.

   After a brief stupor, he reacted without wasting much time.

   Activated the sword in his hand and rushed forward.

  The weapons in their hands all emitted a strange aura that frightened Asuryan.

  Asuryan didn't know what happened from the beginning to the end!

  He stayed in the temple well, and then with a snap, he was pulled out by countless spells.

  As soon as I came out, I saw a dozen guys in weird armor saying that they wanted to kill themselves!

  Asuyan just wanted to ask a question.

   This is provoking someone!

  Is there still justice?

  Is there still a king's law? ?

   These days, if you are a god, you will be beaten and killed by people!

  He was dragged to the present world by the power of the curse, and saw those guys rushing towards him with weapons.

   But after all, he is the head of the gods, the creator **** of the elves, and holds the supreme authority.

  God must not be offended, but the rule since ancient times.

   "Everything, how dare you disrespect God." Asuryan broke out in a roar that was deafening enough to drive everyone crazy.

  He didn't know what happened though.

   can say so contemptuously that he wants to kill himself.

   What can be tolerated, God can't.

  With Asuryan's fury, terrible visions also emerged.

  Purple lightning split the sky.

   Night falls in just a few seconds.

  The sky suddenly darkened.

  If it weren't for the gap in the curtain that was torn above the great vortex, reflecting all kinds of strange brilliance, I'm afraid that many high elves and Eldar would fall into a strange night.

   There was a strong wind, mixed with the screams of thousands of creatures.

  The insane madness and lies of the Great Ocean made countless high elves in Ulthuan weep.

  All senses are under attack.

  Fenubar could barely stand in the wind that swept everything.

  The world seems to be collapsing and dismembered.

   Something terrible, unimaginable, and unpredictable all emerged.

   They screamed and cried.

  Trying to pass through the gap and descend into the present world.

  If there is ever an end to the world, it is now.

  According to legend, Asuryan was the first true god.

   He was there when Chaos first fell.

   After the Old Ones' stargates collapsed, the minions of Chaos also attacked the fledgling gods.

   Khorne killed Asuryan with a single blow of his axe.

   Asuryan did not die.

  He was reborn in the flames like a phoenix.

  The terrible flame brought by rebirth burned many demon minions who dared to invade the pantheon of the elves.

  Asuryan has countless stories and legends.

  The Asuryan Temple in Ulthuan holds his divine power.

  Only the most powerful demons can maintain a stable form in the vicinity of the temple.

  The fire of Asuryan is an existence that demons cannot touch.

   Even if his body is pulled into the real world.

  He still possesses near-immortal power.

   Asuryan turned into a flame giant and let out an angry roar.

   Surging power surged in his chest like a tide.

  Infinite lightning **** fell from the sky, and then exploded crazily.

  His armor burst into flames.

  Its dazzling degree is like a million suns bursting together.

  The dark night was illuminated by him again.

  A horrible breath spread out, causing cracks in time and space.

  The eight giant magnets on Dead Island transmit the terrifying subspace energy, trying their best to protect the integrity of the island.

  The existence of Asuryan has disrupted the entire time and space.

  He set foot in this world, and the flow of time suddenly slowed down.

   Every raindrop falling and every flash of light extending becomes slow motion.

  Spacetime ripples and undulates because of its sheer force.

  Even the weakest **** possesses the power that mortals look up to.

  The Eldar prophets have already made preparations.

  Before officially launching this plan, they had already made a plan.

  Several Eldar prophets recited the mantra together.

  The invisible mantra condenses into something tangible.

  A suspended eight-sided crystal appeared out of nowhere, composed of countless swimming ancient symbols.

  They blocked Asuryan's possible escape route and completely locked him in the present world.

  The Eldar warriors wearing the armor carefully crafted by the empire using the characteristics of the soulless rushed forward like ghosts.

  The weapons in their hands exude a malicious black light.

  Asuryan swung the sword that was burning with inextinguishable fire, wanting to kill these mortal creatures who dared to offend him.

   But the speed of the opponent is much faster than him.

  The opponent's sword easily cut through his immortal body, causing a black crack to appear.

  As the king of gods, Asuryan felt unprecedented fear.

   It shouldn't be like this.

  His body should be immortal, why was he injured!

  Those weird guys have a problem with their weapons!

   This is a hunt.

  A hunt for the once noble and unoffensive Supreme God King.

  Asuryan was pulled into the cage of this world by the power of the curse,

  The Eldar warriors swarmed like hunters,

  They wanted to consume Asuryan's divine power, and cut wounds on his radiant flame body.

  This method is no different from hunting large beasts.

   Slowly consume the physical strength of the prey, wait until the opponent is unable to continue, and then launch the final attack.

  Asuryan struggled like a trapped animal.

   The ground beneath his feet trembled and cracked with his strength.

  The large vortex is also shaking violently.

  The arrival of Asuryan has disturbed the balance of the Great Vortex.

   It got even more berserk.

  That terrible wind of magic is as real as it is.

   Teclis, who was frightened by this scene, could feel the power of magic many times stronger than usual.

  Now, if you cast a fireball at random, the power it produces is probably comparable to a super forbidden spell.

  Asuryan struggled ferociously, and terrifying power erupted from his body.

   Void flames and violent thunder surrounded him.

  But he has no way to break free from the shackles, let alone escape back to his **** domain, his palace.

  Those blades were constantly hurting him, drawing shocking and terrifying wounds on his immortal body.

  He was weakened a little bit.

  When Selego joined the battle, he fell into an absolute disadvantage.

  The weapon in his hand was knocked out, and the burning hair was scattered, and he was in a mess.

   "I'm sorry." Selego said in a sad tone, staring at Asuryan's face.

  In another universe, he also sincerely supported Asuryan of that universe.

  Even though he knew that this Asuryan was not the Asuryan he knew, it still made him feel uncomfortable and sad.

  He was killing his brother with his own hands.

  In Asuryan's eyes of astonishment and fear.

  Silego stabbed the sword blade with countless complicated curse runes into the opponent's chest little by little.

"No!"

   These are the last words of Asuryan.

  His immortal body was reduced to embers, blowing away in the raging etheric winds.

  The king of gods has fallen.

  Phoenix King-Fenuba witnessed his **** die just like that.

  The blessings on him dissipated with Asuryan's death.

   Countless high elves felt as if a piece of their hearts had been severely ripped off.

  Pain spread among them.

  Tiglas, the Eternal Queen and many other heroes watched like that.

   Their eyes watered involuntarily.

   Asuryan died.

   died in the hands of the Laughing God.

   According to rumors, the godslayer will be cursed.

  Selego doesn't know if this rumor is true.

  He doesn't know much about fate-related matters.

  If there is, he will not have the slightest regret.

  In order to be able to defeat the eternal enemy of the Eldar, in order to give this nearly destroyed race a chance to survive.

   Death must be resurrected, and only Death can fight against the terrible prince of pleasure.

   to ensure that the surviving Eldar will not be swallowed after death.

  A shard of burning flames falls into Selego's hands.

  God is the creation of faith.

  The piece in his hand is the essence of Asuryan.

  Plainly speaking, it is Asuryan's godhead, and the gods are all here.

   Get this fragment in his hand, and get some high elves' beliefs, and you can become a god.

   A Creator God in the Elven Pantheon.

  The violent vision disappeared.

   Everything is gone.

  The sky became bright again.

  The temple of Asuryan collapsed.

  The priests shed black tears of blood, weeping for their lost gods.

  The eternal flame of Asuryan is also extinguished.

  The High Elves lost their God of Creation.

  Something is permanently destroyed.

  Selego put away the pieces of Aso.

  The sadness on that unpredictable face also quickly disappeared.

   "Continue to the next one." He said.

   "Whose turn is it this time?" asked an Eldar seer.

  Sylego uttered a name that terrified Tyrion and even countless high elf warriors.

   "Blood Hand God of War - Kane." Selego said in a calm tone: "We need its fragments."

   owes fifteen chapters

  (end of this chapter)