Chapter 11

Several weeks passed and the heads of Wulfhart and his companions were dead, their heads were nailed to pikes and these are used as a display above terrifying saury, these beasts are as old as the earth, so old are they that they fought with the ancestors of the dragons for supremacy, however, this specimen wore black instead of gold armor, this was used with magic and defense with the help of dwarves, elves, swamp trolls, and the wizard slann priests, before it had to use the winds of magic to bring them under their will now no longer.

"Agh ... nice hot-blooded blow."

"* Blurgh * ... not a bad tadpole with legs."

These two were training until they got out of hand, at first it was an accident but the longer the combat lasted, their blows gradually became stronger, to the point that all the land was filled with craters, some were by the Light missiles from Kroq-Gar's arm, on the other hand, Angel's goals were used with magic be it fire, water, darkness, in other words, everything was a mess.

Kroq-Gar used to have minor cuts but now the cuts have become bigger, you could see bones, organs, and muscles, but Angel didn't do well either, his torso had a big burn (neglect of him) on his chest, all his The legs had cuts so deep that they were nothing short of cutting the tendons and who knows many other things, but the battle ended when Nakai hit his spiked mallet with sun formal on the ground.

"Although you two are old, they behave like newborns, if someone had passed through here they would be dead without knowing what happened."

"This lizard with legs was the one who started ..."

"Don't forget who started using magic ..."

"SILENCE!!!"

"..."

"..."

This was repeated every day that passed, until finally they decided to rest the matter, the armies of Angel, Kroq-Gar and Nakai advanced to the north or rather to completely conquer Naggaroth, however, it will be very difficult, people like Malekith or Malus Darkblade they will oppose.

"Kroq-Gar when the time comes I will face Malekith you take care of Darkblade, the first one uses magic while the other one when he can't beat you let himself be possessed by Tz'arkan, there you will have to ask for help from Nakai and the terrifying saurians"

"You are right ... also their mount is flying and only you have one, it is not worth sending quads they will only die in vain."

They gradually destroyed those who were not lizardmen, but they left people with 'vital' trades, such as magicians and blacksmiths, but it is of little use to them, their technologies were very advanced, even for them, but they did not stop innovating, such as the new armor of the terrifying saurians.

After passing through the viper forests they arrived they stepped on the lands of the dark elves, a missing Skaven clan and the last of the burial kings, the exiles of nehek.

In the following month the three separated, the first to suffer were the Karond clan after the exiles of nehek and bleak holds at the same time, but it took three weeks of the expected four, in the rest of it they used it to prepare mentally because when At the end of the last day they will know that there will not be a moment of rest but the dark elves will gather and it will be one of the most difficult battles, however, it was not as much as when the chaos was loose.

Months went by and all Naggaroth was conquered except the lands in the center of it, there were what remained the forces of the dark elves, however, there are the elites, both of armies and commanders, especially those who commanded these and they Malekith, Malus Darkblade, Morathi, Hellebron and Lokhir Fellheart these five were the main problem of the conquering trio.

ROAR !!!!!

The three armies that occupied hundreds of kilometers just for camping were immediately prepared and as if it were instinctive all were formed, the front line, the vanguard, archers, cavalry behind on the sides, the beasts were mixed between the front line and vanguard, the artillery in the background and the magicians in large groups of a hundred scattered at key points in the formation. By doing this they would use their powers when making enemy 'balls'.

"I will be direct, now we go for the remaining dark elves, however, they are not weak like the others, these long-lived beings do not expect a simple combat, even if they do not have weapons they can be dangerous however you will compensate them with numbers and Wit do not be idiots, you only have yourselves and yourselves, and ... if not you can use the battlefield in your favor, deflect blows to use them against you or use the land to incapacitate them, this is a war and not in it there are rules," Angel said loudly.

"You are the worst person when it comes to motivating ..." Kroq-Gar said.

Angel ignored the words of his war companion, he tapped Drogoth on the back and Drogoth gave another roar even louder for them to start advancing, in the next instant the dwarves blew the horns of Erebor for the soldiers to advance towards a war that will determine who will be the leader of the entire continent.

This did not go unnoticed by Malekith, he quickly made his soldiers and beasts make a formation but this managed to be completed just in time, because they had already seen the enemy army, made up of lizardmen and other new races and beasts.

However the elves were not afraid because all their elites were here, guardians of naggarond, kharibdyss, wild manticores, mermaids of crimson ruins, sisters of death, black dragons, swords of the bloody queen, corsairs of the black ark, gatherers of Slaanesh, dark horsemen with repeating crossbows and shields to collide with the enemy ranks, rakarth plunderers (chariots) and the most dangerous, launches ripper bolts.

Upon arrival the two armies looked at each other and slowly released their blood intentions, as if by magic a cloud of blood was slowly forming in the sky while black clouds threw lightning and rain.

Little by little as a chain reaction, everyone hit their weapons to the ground or shields until finally the horns of the haradrim sounded and as if the culprit of all this caused the armies to instantly advance, the first to collide were the carriers of the death Uruk and the saurians of Kroq-Gar and Nakai against the witches and warriors, the trolls and kroxigores were not left behind, they did not go for the soldiers but towards the mermaids of the crimson ruins, manticores, and the kharibdyss while the dragons (fire drakes after they grew obtained wings) and the terradones faced the black dragons.

Corsairs of the black ark ravaged the battlefield either hand-to-hand or at a distance however these were limited by the Star Chamber Guardians and Dwarf Ocelots, the Dark Elf cavalry did guerilla warfare but did not As often as before now they are being chased by the frigid and the dol Amroth knights, the rakarth robbers did a great deal of damage to the troops and there was no one free to stop them until they encountered the Nazgul on horseback and flying beasts, the bolt spears. Rippers easily killed mountain giants, terrifying saurians, trolls, dragons, bastonodons, stegadons, carnosaurs, and everything in front of them.

These rippling bolt spears wreaked havoc until a certain person whistled and this echoed throughout the battlefield, in the distance you could see a beast with big horns, huge wings, huge body, golden scales but the most terrifying thing was that there was a person fused to her, this 'person' was one with the beast, he carried a spear but like the scales, this was golden just like his 'skin' however this thing only had three holes, one for the mouth and two To see, he had no hair but scales. This 'beast' began to destroy the bolt spear groups but did not come out unscathed either, the 'person' s torso had the bolts nailed to the abdomen and chest, however, it did not care.

In the sky, you could see dozens of dragons but there was a special couple, it was Serafon along with its rider, Malekith and on the other side Drogoth along with his rider, Angel, the dragons had great cuts in which blood fell like waterfalls, these were on their necks, wings, legs, and arms, stomach, there was not a single healthy place on his body, however, his eyes were still red from the desire to fight and to know who would win, but Drogoth did not want to hurt too much the dragon in front of her because she is the first female with a strength equal to hers but she will never match his innate defense and constant improvements that he receives.

"Malekith just surrender and capable I will consider not killing your beautiful mother however if you continue to be so obstinate I will have nothing else to knock you out and ask you to 'borrow' your knowledge of magic to send it to my WITCHED KING"

"Just looking at you low blood makes me sick too. Do you think you will win with your pathetic army along with those reptiles?"

"I would consider my words a wizard's pathetic attempt, I at least learned magic just not as a certain race that is in front of my hehe ... also your companions and mother have it very difficult under us ... and one last request, witch king do you surrender or no?"

"Never low blood, I am not a coward who runs away from the fight."

The battle of the sky became very chaotic but their dragons could not resist the combat for a long time, therefore they fainted from exhaustion and their riders fell, on 'landing' the two warriors immediately rose to continue their fight.

A week passed and there was still no winning side, at the moment there was only a draw, but as the days passed, their numbers gradually decreased, until only a few were left, on the Malekith side only he, Malus remained Darkblade in his Tz'arkan, Morathi, Hellebron and Lokhir Fellheart form along with several warrior lords and witches while on Angel's side was he, Kroq-Gar, Nakai, Witch King and his Nazgul, Xander and Drogoth but the latter He was badly injured but can fight for several more hours before he passes out.

Malekith Another round? (provocatively)… and guys, one last thing, don't kill Morathi and Hellebron, I want to enjoy them and steal your knowledge about magic… "

"If you are so daring why don't you come?"

And in the next instant, another last battle was fought between the two sides, several hours passed and Drogoth passed out but took with him three warrior lords and two witch ladies, Nakai and Kroq-Gar were at the same time facing Malus Darkblade, the Witch-King was battling Morathi, while Hellebron was facing Xander and the Nazgul with Lokhir Fellheart.

Several more hours passed and finally, Angel's side won, he had his body filled to the top with blows, cuts, bruises, and magic of any kind but Malekith was even worse, his helmet lost his horns, his weapon was destroyed in half, one arm was missing and the other was not felt, a large piece of meat was missing in the abdomen and chest, these could be seen as the muscles twist at the same time as the blood flowing in his body, the legs no longer had tendons, in other words, he was invalid until he died.

Nakai and Kroq-Gar were badly wounded however they have enough strength to move but Malus Darkblade was dead or supposedly he was because he was now unrecognizable. After all, his body was dismembered and burned, Morathi and Hellebron were alive but for very little, all their joints and Tendons were scrapped yet they could at least speak, the remaining lords and witches were killed by the other eight Nazguls, and Lokhir Fellheart could barely speak… however he could.

"* Gasps * * gasps * You know Malekith you are the best opponent I have faced so far ... how exciting * blurgh * hahaha it seems that I have blood in my stomach jejeje"

"* Murmurs * * murmurs *

"How do you say my friend?" In saying this he approaches with the last of what remains of strength.

* kneels and puts his ear to Malekith's mouth *

"I said now !!!"

Upon receiving the signal, the three surviving commanders began to speak in their language as quickly as they could, and out of nowhere a crack appeared and Angel, who knows where, took away. They tried to grab him by his spear or what was left of his smoking skull armor.

The Nazgúl and together with the witch king stared at Malekith mortally and one by one they took out their morgul blades meticulously improved by the blacksmiths of this world and those of the game, step by step with extreme calm if it were not for the cold atmosphere they radiated, on arrival, they surrounded Malekith and strung their leaves, each one pointed to an important place, brain, heart, the two lungs, stomach, aorta, intestines, spine and finally the jugular, when they finished their impalement they removed their leaves and after several second Malekith became a specter but this will be tortured until the end of time, his responsibility for pain is Xander, he discovered before going to conquer Naggaroth the way for the soul to suffer pain, therefore I take advantage of the way of Malekith's spectrum to improve his techniques.

They did not kill the women but if Lokhir Fellheart, this was done the same as Malekith but since it did not serve they gave him a new purpose, to experiment with the torture of souls and what improvements could be made to the ghosts, and if there was a way to improve them then it also means that the nazgúl could become stronger than they already are.

A certain person was traveling through a crack and in the next instant he could feel his body collide strongly with the ground but as he was badly injured he could not bear the pain that had appeared out of nowhere so he passed out instantly without knowing that he fell into the patio of a married couple.