Warhammer Divine Throne

Chapter 1266: Chapter 543: Landuin Tomb Grand Battle (Part 2)_3

But it was not banished. On the contrary, the Fate Weaver blasted Laine and Kaled away in a few moves, then a Mind Shock directly struck the Thorn Shield released by Mogiana, causing the shield to melt. Mogiana groaned, with fresh blood trickling from her nostrils, evidently indicating a mental shock.

Kaled was already severely injured, nearly losing his combat capability, and Laine had also suffered significant wounds. Yet, he persisted. The Divine Chosen Champion of the Lake Fairy endured the pain and engaged in a fierce battle with the Fate Weaver once again.

Seeing that the three Holy Sanctuary Powerhouses were injured, one person couldn’t stand by idly.

Red Dragon Duke Bohemond noticed this in the midst of the chaotic army. He roared, ”No! We cannot fail here! We must protect our Kingdom at all costs and defeat the Chaos Demon!”

Duke Bastogne ”Beast Butcher” Bohemond immediately led the Red Dragon Knight Brotherhood in a charge.

The muddy terrain could not hinder Bohemond’s determination. Under his command, the knights of the Bastogne Duchy lowered their Cavalry Lances. The powerful horses’ hooves thundered with a sound like rolling thunder, trampling the cold swamps of Musillon.

Steel clashes rang out one after another, and the Bastogne Knights carved a wide path directly through the Chaos Demon’s army formation. They charged recklessly, slaughtering amid the Chaos Demon’s army. The Cavalry Lance penetrated the demon’s armor, swords tore through demon flesh, severing countless limbs and heads. The knights shouted Bohemond’s name, while Bohemond himself charged alone at the front, his sword shining under the sunlight.

This sword called Sword in the Stone was once Arthur’s sword, its eternally sharp blade blessed by the Lake Fairy. Now Bohemond felt he had found a worthy enemy to fight!

The courageous and honorable Bastogne knights paved the way for Bohemond. As Bohemond charged towards the Great Tzeentch Demon, Carlos also felt enormous pressure. Laine and Kaled took the opportunity to entangle the Fate Weaver, creating a chance for Bohemond.

The plan succeeded. Bohemond, wielding the Sword in the Stone, charged from afar with a roaring blade. His sword pierced Carlos’s belly, hot demon blood gushing from the wound. Arthur’s Holy Artifact ripped through the demon’s plate armor, blood splattering. Bohemond’s strength was as indomitable as his spirit.

This powerhouse, who had reached the Holy Sanctuary Peak, joined the fray.

But this was all within the Fate Weaver’s calculations.

Carlos was entirely wounded, the Chaos Great Demon fully accepting Bohemond’s fierce strike, sending it flying a long distance away, and causing it to exit the battle.

The next moment, the Fate Weaver teleported into Brittania’s army formation.

Duke Hagen of Jisoleox was still battling a Tzeentch Fire Demon. He didn’t even react to what happened before a powerful force knocked him off his warhorse.

The Stag Riding Spear changed hands as a result.

”Ugh~ The power, continuously flowing!” Upon acquiring another Holy Artifact, the Fate Weaver grew even stronger. A terrifying wave of Chaos Energy surged from the Subspace.

That was Tzeentch’s power, a reward from the Master of Destiny to its first Great Demon. At a visible speed, Carlos’s injuries healed rapidly. Soon, the Fate Weaver fully recovered.

Everyone knew the Knightly Army’s few chances of victory were becoming increasingly slim. Even in peak condition, it took two Brittania knights to handle one Chaos Demon. But after prolonged battle, knights and soldiers were exhausted. Although Dwarves could still sustain, their numbers were too few.

There was no one left to stop the Chaos Demon.

”The mortals are collapsing! No one in this Kingdom can stop us now! Praise...” Great Tzeentch Demon Carlos was about to declare his victory.

”Toot~ Toot~~~~~~” A long and wild horn sound echoed from the nearby grove. The horn resonated with wild power and strength.

Thundering footsteps and horse hooves, along with something even heavier, were joining the battlefield.

”The forest is moving?!” The Brittania Knights noted this development and cried, ”I saw it, that grove, it wasn’t originally there!”

No one answered this knight’s query, as the sound of the horn continued to resonate from the forest.

”Toot~ Toot~~~” The wild, boundless power of the wilderness surged from the hearts of all mortals. Even the most stubborn Dwarves felt an inner surge of power from the majestic horn sound.

The Fate Weaver’s expression changed.

”This is?!”