Chapter 117

"Xing Ke... is dead?" Ashu Rufat asked. When he made this judgment, even he himself was surprised that he was so calm.

"It's not death... But to some extent, it may be no different from death, or even worse." Tsengchi said. He didn't say more, and Ashu Rufate didn't ask. Tsengchi was looking for opportunities at any time to find a more favorable negotiating position. Although Ashu Rufate cared about Xingke's situation, he could control himself and not be led by Tsengchi. He now knew very well that if the other party needed to know, Tsengchi would tell the other party. On the contrary, if you want to know, you have to pay the price - and no one knows how high the price is.

"We don't have much time." Tsengchi emphasized again. "Go and gather all the troops you can gather..."

"Then we put it on the blood fortress? Is it OK?" Ashu Rufat asked. "If I'm right, the Blood God gathered his most powerful army there..."

"You must win." Tsengchi's voice dimmed. "Otherwise..." His voice disappeared, or the consciousness of the Lord of the Deceit disappeared from Ashu Rufate's mind. Ashu Rufate shook his head slightly and drove the dizziness away from his mind. Then he found himself facing Flint, who looked at him with a little astonishment on his face.

"What's wrong with me just now?" Ashu Rufat asked.

"Sir... this... you..." Flint hesitated for a moment, and finally said it. "It seemed like he had fallen into a coma just now!"

"I just lost my mind." Ashu Rufate replied, emphasizing the word "losing my mind". "It's just a magical backlash effect." He said.

Tsengchi has the ability to seize human consciousness in a short period of time... and theoretically, the gods have this power. Although Tsengchi now uses this power to communicate with him, Ash Rufat understands that this power can also be used as a weapon - and a very powerful weapon. Even a Chaos Lord is as helpless as a baby after he is unconscious.

"By the way, sir, Astiana's death has not been verified yet, I suggest you should..." Flint's words were interrupted by Asus Rufate.

"No, Flint, Astiana is dead." Ashurufat said. "Get out the camp immediately, take advantage of the opportunity of the leaderless dragons in the dangerous peak city and take over there as quickly as possible... No, Flint, summon all the personal guards immediately, I will set off immediately... By the way, find all the Chaos champions... As for the other troops, let Tarik pack up as soon as possible and then follow."

"But sir...you're like this..."

"I don't need Astiana in my plan, but I need his army and various corresponding resources." Asul Fate said. "It must be before a leader who can control the situation in the Dangerous Peak City... Otherwise, we will face an unnecessary battle."

Astiana's death did cause turmoil in the city of Dangerous Peak. In fact, when the news of the death of the Chaos Lord came out, almost everyone was not mentally prepared. When several forces under Astiana's command were still looking at each other and estimating the strength of the other party, Astiana's power, Astiana had already appeared at the city of Dangerous Peak with a small team.

He did not encounter any resistance, and even the city gate was opened for him. Everyone knew that these two Chaos Lords were already allies, and a large part of the army under Astiana was handed over to him by Astiana. I don’t know if it was because Astiana deliberately arranged it, and almost no one knew that Astiana was sharpening his knife and planning to attack his allies.

The arrival of Astranquil directly ended the power battle that had not yet begun. After carefully weighing the pros and cons, Astranquilly all of Astranquil's subordinates chose to bow to Astranquil. Among them, the highest position is the Chaos Champion, and neither strength nor reputation is enough to replace Astranquil. On the one hand, the objective conditions are limited. A place like Angry Peak City is a big piece of fat, and according to the rules of Chaos, only the strong can live there. Even if the Chaos Champion can barely occupy this city, it is questionable whether it can be saved in the future. On the other hand, Astranquil has received the glory of conquering the swamp, and it is undoubtedly unwise to confront such a powerful Chaos Lord.

At dusk, Ashurufat walked into the central castle where Astiena had lived. Astiena's body had been buried, and now he has become the master. He sat down in the central hall of the castle and spent a little time to feel the feeling of the city in his grasp.

"Sir." His personal guard captain, Flint, walked into the room. "Astiana's flag has been taken off, and now you can hang your own flag." Flint reminded. As mentioned earlier, the word Chaos Lord has two meanings, one of which refers to a higher status among Chaos believers, and the other means the ruler of a certain territory. Previously, Ashrufate's title of "Chaos Lord" has always been the first meaning, but now it finally has the second meaning.

Seeing that Ashu Rufate had no answer for a moment, Flint misunderstood what the other party meant. No matter what army it was, he liked to use flags to dispatch battlefields and marches (this is indeed a simple and easy way), so in the Chaos Tribe, as long as the major forces with fixed fields had their own unique flags (of course, small forces like the Ashuwen Tribe would be gone). The Chaos Legion that invaded the South usually held the octagonal star flag (also the symbol of the Chaos Gods), but Ashu Rufate never fired his own flag along the way.

"Sir, if you don't have a flag, then we can..." Flint said halfway, and Ashu Rufate made a gesture to stop him from speaking.

"No, I have it." Ashu Rufat pondered for a moment and replied. Then he untied his close-fitting bag that he never left and took out a piece of folded fabric from it. He shook the fabric open and exposed a flag.

It was a flag, but the pattern was not complicated: a red dragon shape was painted on the white base.

"This is my blood dragon flag," said Ash Rufate. "Hang it out and let everyone know that the Angry Peak City belongs to me! And I've been promoted."

Flint stayed for a moment.

"I have been promoted to God's favor." Ashrufate replied. He suddenly knew that those Chaos messengers who received special orders from the gods and served a special target were God's favor.

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Cold winds arise from the distant northern mountains and blow south. Since ancient times, people have recognized that cold winds have all originated from the north, as if the source of "winter" is among the unknown mountains in the north. This gust of wind is not the beginning of everything, but it does bring the breath of chaos. The whispers of the gods of chaos come with the wind and spread throughout the entire chaos realm.

Many Chaos tribes felt this force that seemed to change the world. People felt the breath of Chaos brushing through their necks and listened to the sweet whispers about victory and war. Chaos's consciousness promised the glory of destruction and conquest. Many famous and cherubs once again walked towards the frontline of battle with the inspiration of Chaos.

For those who desire to fight once again against their familiar opponents or to destroy their ancient enemies once and for all, the whisper in the wind stimulates the wildness in their hearts and gives them the courage to fight. For those who desire higher status and greater strength, the whisper in the wind guides them to the path of glory.

While the Chaos Wind was blowing, among the wizards who had the power of magic, a new news was spreading. In the middle of the Chaos Realm, a powerful war lord had risen, and under the favor and favor of the gods, his power was growing rapidly.

Rumors spread everywhere, like wildfires on the autumn grassland burning at a speed like dry grass. Where the chaotic wind blows, the huge monsters living in caves and swamps become restless, attacking all targets that can be attacked everywhere. The wizards clearly felt the violent flow of the magic wind. The will of the gods made the entire magic wind tremble.

The war is coming, although countless before and will never end in the future, this war still arouses the interest of countless people. The believers of Chaos, no matter who they worship, can feel the summons from their bone marrow and souls. This summoning makes them fight for the glory of the Chaos Gods.

In the transmission magic, the wizards spread a name in fear: Ashrufate, a Chaos God's follower who received the blessings of Tsengchi, Slaanes and Nurgre at the same time, the ruler of the Dangerous Peak City and the adjacent swamp areas, and a powerful commander who targets the Blood Fortress. This is the first time in many years, so that in the memories of many old people, there is no hero who dares to challenge the Blood Fortress.

While his name was being circulated throughout the northern continent, Ashrufate's army had set out from Xianfeng City and advanced along the straight line towards the Blood Fortress. The warriors who were distributed throughout the northern continent, eager for the favor and conquest of the gods set off one after another to join their new leader. Soon, even the heroes who had become legends of Chaos came to serve. Because each of them wanted to do everything possible to prove their worth to their masters.

When Ashu Rufate passed through areas famous for plague and corruption, many local residents came to join his army in groups. Because the marks of darkness and strange signs have proved the importance and smile of the plague father for the Chaos Lord. Joining his army will inevitably receive the generous blessing of the plague father.

As Eshurufate's army passed through areas famous for witchcraft and sacrifice, groups of wizards and their entourage fled to his command. They had already judged the true intentions of the gods in witchcraft rituals and divination, and foresaw the outcome of the war, so they joined the war without hesitation. Although these wizards were not large in number, they had already shown their irreplaceable value. They drove to cleverly capture or even make giant beasts, walked in front of the army, and let the hungry Chaos Monsters make the way for this army.

As Ashu Rufate's army passed through areas famous for its indulgence and evil carnival, the skill of killing and the ecstasy warriors gathered together. Many powerful tribal leaders, as well as their followers, also formed a small force to join the army. They could feel the smile of the Prince of Joy to Ashu Rufate. In this army, their evil desires would be satisfied in their hunger.

In addition, some smaller groups of warriors and tribal armed forces rushed to surrender one after another. Of course, this is not always the case. Not everyone follows the will of the gods, nor everyone is willing to commit to the action under the banner of others, because the laws of chaos themselves mean disorder. But nothing can stop Ashrufate's advance. Wherever his army goes, all the fools who dare to resist are swallowed up and annihilated in the roar of war.

Even a small number of terror fighters joined Ash Rufate - the believers of the Blood God never pursued the reasons for fighting and the goals of fighting. They only pursued the battle itself. They used the warm and free flowing blood to get the favor of terror.

Some readers say that it is unreasonable for Astiana's son to poach behind his back. Indeed, normal people will not do this. It is obviously a win-win situation, so why do you have to do stupid things? However, readers may not notice that I have repeatedly emphasized in the article that Tsengchi's creed has never been a win-win situation, but an extreme way of harming others for self-interest. Poaching others for harming others for self-interest is to please Tsengchi. Otherwise, it would not be called an evil god.
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