The purple smoke cloud dissipated, and a shallow pit with a diameter of about four or five meters appeared at the place where the stretcher was originally located, and dozens of serpentine tentacles writhed wildly in the center of the shallow pit. They were covered in scales with a brownish-golden sheen, like blind snakes, with an eerie aura. Analyre slowly rose from the tentacle, a dark green magic eye stone shining at the center of his brow.

"Ancient legends tell me that great Chaos warriors with the blood of dragons are tested three times to death, and it turns out that this is indeed the case. ”

Analaire looked up with a smile, his change striking all those who witnessed it. The rotting muscles and worn bandages were gone, replaced by a handsome face with golden pupils and a straight nose, long white and golden hair hanging down from his cheeks like silk, and huge purple-black horns protruding proudly from his ears, like a dragon and a man. Fifteen-foot-long wings spread out gorgeously from behind him, with sharp claws and scales, like the shrunken wings of a demon dragon. His breastplate and shoulder armor resembled the head of a living beast, with a large mouth full of fangs and pulsing eyes, exuding an all-devouring aura.

His legs were no longer human legs, but like curved beast hooves, surrounded by golden tentacles, but they didn't seem to be fully formed, and the tentacles continued to merge into them, changing into the shape of armor. Beside his arms unfolded a massive bone knife, with sharp fangs and cloud-like textures, ripples of magic whirling wildly across the blade. In fact, now Analyre seems to have returned to the moment when he first transformed, except that he did not have such a huge body, everything else is extremely similar, if Hyde sees it, he will definitely be angry that he has fallen short!

"Damn bastard, damned traitor, have you received a reward for betrayal from the enemies of the god of beauty?"

Morseri's voice trembled with rage and trembling as the handsome dragon slayer knight raised his rune sword with one arm and aimed it at the astonishingly transformed foe in front of him. The glittering seal of the god Salis rose feverishly from behind him, as if spreading the wings of light. The shame of being attacked just now made him go berserk, and he didn't hesitate to push his strength to the highest point, even caring about the pain of the wound.

"Kill the oathbreakers, kill the blasphemers, and show the lady our power!"

Morseree's actions suddenly woke up the onlookers of the Chaos Warriors, who let out a frenzied cry almost at the same time. In the blink of an eye, many brilliant magic crests and saris seals rose from the military formation like stars, and countless battle intent and coercion collided with each other like giant beasts. Analyre's arrogance had already provoked outrage, and such a frenzied provocation was inconceivable at the final assembly on the eve of the great battle, in this square where the armies of Chaos were gathered. Now, every mighty man is eager to prove himself by slaying the oath-bearer, and they are to sacrifice their allegiance to Lustali with the blood of Analyre.

"A goddamn madman attacked a stupid fool, and that's a big deal!"

The mighty Chaos Beast wizard Desarin rose from her Coldhorn Beast's back and raised her ornate staff studded with skulls and dragon teeth. This was what she was saying, and it was also the summary of the scene in front of most of the Chaos powerhouses. Because Morsere, who was robbed of his arm by the opponent's surprise attack, can be called a fool, and Analaire, who was already dead, and now openly hurts and challenges before the army, can only be called a madman. As much as he showed his prowess at all, so what? could he have escaped the siege of hundreds of Chosen and Chaos Wizards?

"I have never betrayed the Supreme God of Beauty, and the one who betrayed Salis was that lewd and ridiculous whore. The Most High God of Beauty has given me a generous favor, and Her splendor will guide me to destroy the profane and cowards!"

Analaire roared suddenly, his voice echoing through the square like thunder, with a breathtaking shock. Almost at the same time, a huge seal of the god Salis rose from his side like a volcano, carrying a wave of chaos that swept through everything, as if to prove his word.

"Warriors of the Supreme God!Warriors of the Supreme God!Warriors of the Supreme God!You have been insulted for too long!Can't you feel it? Can you tolerate a lewd prostitute over the heads of the warriors? Can you tolerate a warrior who kills the gods of Beauty for the sake of the believers of the false gods? Who has put stupid shackles on the heroes of Chaos, who has made the ridiculous rule that you can't kill the cowards, bitches and cubs of the Southlands! Who has ever heard that the storms of chaos require mercy on the southlands since the sacred eight winds of Chaos blessed the warriors of the Northlands! My comrades-in-arms, warriors of the North, are you still going to be deceived?"

Analyre's voice was fanatical and shocking at the same time, as his words touched the hearts of many Chaos Warriors in an instant. Many of the swords that were about to be swung came to a standstill, many of the incantations that were being chanted were interrupted, and the array of beasts of prey suddenly fell silent for a moment. Large and small seals of the god Salis still swirled around the warriors, like a fog of doubt.

In fact, many of the barbarian tribes and Northland Chaos Warriors who had joined the Chaos Storm had already sensed the different rules of the Lordari army, which was strange and resentful to them. This beautiful witch forbade the Chaos wizards to use the techniques of flesh-body-transformation-fusion of captives, prescribed a military discipline that prohibits the killing of surrenderers, women and children, and maintains this strange military discipline with an iron wrist, unlike any previous Chaos Storm.

"My martial law comes from the revelation of the Most Beautiful God to me, and this is the glory that sets you apart from the filthy red dogs--- so-called "sadistic believers". The glory of the Most High God is to be obtained by the growth of her followers, and the head is not the love of the Most High God, but the beauty of love and desire. ”

It was Lordali's manifesto, which she repeated in front of every new recruit. The commander of this beautiful maiden decreed that it was not permissible to kill a single person for no reason in cities and tribes that voluntarily surrendered their men, women, and goods, and that only those who dared to resist could be killed after they had been conquered, and women and children were not allowed. In fact, more than eighty Chaos Leaders have been executed for violating this rule in the past few months, and their heads still hang from the flagpole of the camp with horror and confusion.

It is forbidden to set fires, it is forbidden to destroy houses, it is forbidden to kill any senseless killings, the military flag of human skin is made only from the corpses of the enemy on the battlefield, a unified system of levy and uniform training is established, and one rule after another wells up from her sweet lips and turns into a code of steel. In fact, Lordali's army occupied almost half of Kislev's territory, and taxes and military service were carried out as they were in Tsarist times. This has brought many benefits, so that the supply and soldiers of the hundreds of thousands of Chaos armies are abundant, like a river, and there is no longer a need to search for human and horse corpses in the snow and ice.