Bab 214: The Battle Against Norscan Raiders Part 2: Massacrer
(General POV)
Location the Chaos Waster/Battlefield near the Fortress of the Damned-Chaos Undivided vs. Norscan Raiders
Nurgle daemon maggots have done a great amount of damage to the Norscan enemies.
With the warhounds hosts causing havoc amongst the enemy ranks, despite being struck by the northmen weapons it didn't stop those infected hounds, instead the wounds they've suffered release another Infector adding to their number, to much of Nurgle's delight and the Norscans horror.
The hounds that managed to bit and scratch the healthy tribesmen fell victim to number of diseases that Nurgle added to those maggots, within the avatar Ixion, Nurgle laughed, coughed and rejoice at his children deeds, as he could sense the pain, despair, and prayer to him for salvation from the rot, Nurgle use his will and power, which was greater than his counterpart of this world.
Speaking of said counterpart, he tried to take these 15 souls from him...Nurgle chuckled as he used his greater dominion over Chaos and Plague to turn those Norscan into his followers and members of their army, all under the non-existent nose of the weaker OW-Nurgle...
Immediately those once suffering and quickly worsening Norscan, became servents of Nurgle, rising from the corrupted ground and upon seeing Ixion approach with the rest of his force, those fifteen now plague-ridden marauders swore loyalty to their new Lord, in Papa Nurgle's name.
While the hostless/maggot infectors which have crawled all the way to the bodies of the slain Norscans began the process of infecting and taking control of their new host bodies.
The infectors have taken eighteen marauder corpses as their host, reanimated and taking full control of their bodies as multiple tiny maggots squirm through the open wounds already showing signs of infection on them.
Like the warhounds, their most largest wounds and mutilated part sprouted fleshy tentacles, as the lesser plague daemons "fixed" whatever damage their new bodies suffered and took the former humans weapons as their own, joining the battle with a sickening smile on their pustule and sore covered faces, they laugh in sick, multiple, childish voices, chanting in unison, "Join us. Join us. Join us, in the Garden of Plaguefather." as they stalk towards the next victims.
Ixion/Nurgle was soo happy as his new children have grown in number and found such lovely bodies for their own.
Khorne thought it was disgusting, and didn't really care as long as they fought and spilled more blood, while Laharl was impressed these new infector host, give the same "Thing" vibes with a hint of daemonic possession a true horror show, and he like it.
But enough of that for it was finally time for them to join the battle, and kill all that stand against them as the Dark One felt Nurgle's joy and Khorne's excite, they commanded their avatar Ixion to charge forward!!!
Immediately some Norscan berserkers stood in Ixion's way as they spoke, "You'll shall be the first souls to be devoured." as the Dark Gods of the Warp, made Ixion's eyes glow more menacing.
This intimidated their weak opponents as Ixion yelled and rushed in against seven berserkers marauders, the northmen seeing the enemy lord, charge them without any fear made them react slower, as two of them fell to Ixion's blade.
As Ixion having two young northmen in front of him, he swung his daemonic greatsword in a rising cross with just one arm, without any issue showing his strength as the avatar bathed in blood from the deep fatal slash, they just dealt to their first victims.
Finally able to react, the last five remaining Norscans rushed Ixion.
With axes held high, seeking to strike down the supposedly Chaos Lord standing before them, unknowing that their facing three powerful Chaos Gods from another world, within their avatar, they saw the marauders futility attempt to strike them which only caused the Dark One to shake his head with a grin, the Blood God to feel excite of personally cutting down more warriors...even weak ones, and the Decaying God to laugh having soo much fun in this little fight.
As Ixion swung in a wide horizontal slash, knocking back the berserkers' axes, stopping in mid-swing with their greatsword in a straight position next to their chest, they quickly said, "Now give us your heads." as they used their avatar's above human strength to perform a spin high slash, decapitating three berserkers.
As they head were cut off, and fell to the ground making a thud sound, and their now headless bodies were gushing out massive amounts of blood, like macabre geysers that makes five kills, only two remain now.
And these two Norscans were afraid, as they started to ran away from Ixion/Dark Gods of the Warp.
This made Khorne furious, and was about to command their avatar to chase the cowards!!!
But Laharl told him, "Calm yourself Khorne. They will die, in fact they will serve as perfect subjects to test out one of Ixion's skills." this immediately had it's desired results of calming the Blood God...slightly, but he still expressed his desire for blood and death.
So Nurgle responded to his brother's last statement, "Worry...not brother. Trust in...Laharl, this...might...be...very amusing." begrudgingly Khorne, agreed with his younger brother's words and allowed, the Dark One to perform his little test...
Having their full cooperation, Laharl started to activate the skill [Daemon Cleave], causing an immediate reaction on the Hellbane.
Their hand grasping on the daemonic greatsword's handle, began to shake and a aura of black, red, and dark green started to emenate from Hellbane.
The blade turned from a pure black to a blazing white and orange as the power and heat coming from the greatsword, it was so intenced that it forced their left hand onto the handle as well they gain control of the power rising from their blade.
Focusing on the two fleeing marauder berserkers they struck, swinging their Hellbane in a wide horizontal slash.
Unleashing a blistering hot arc wave of white and orange edge in such a speed that the two northmen didn't have time to react as the wave not only cut through them...but burn them.
As their body were both cleaved and incendirated in half falling to the grey colored corrupted ground, burning away to ash...
They have killed their first victims with ease, and learned the power of their [Daemon Cleave] skill, they all looked at their quickly cooling Hellbane, bringing the blade up to the avatar's helmed face, turning the blade sideways they all shared the same thought, "I might have to add this attack to my own arsenal..." to say all three of the Chaos Gods were impressed was a understatement.
That's when they heard the yelling of other Norscan warriors, seeking their "life" making Ixion let out a single chuckle, they spun their greatsword around, before pointing at the squad of spearmen and axe marauders coming towards them, as they say, "Come."
As the Norscans double their charge to get to Ixion, and they responded in kind, holding out their Hellbane at the side they rush straight at their newest victims.
Another part of this battlefield, the shi'lanorai alongside the laharlish and nurglish daemons were clashing against the Norscans in vicious battle.
The Ice Warriors were tearing through their opponents chopping or piercing or slashing through their victims with ice spears or greataxes, this allowed the Infected Marauders to either finish off the wounded or infect them with either diseases or infector maggots which further double their numbers.
Not only the marauders but the warhounds they brought along with fell victims to the Infectors bringing their total numbers to around a hundred.
While this slaughter happened the northmen former fellow tribesmen, turned to Nurgle and becoming bloated, sore covered warriors of the Crow. (Nurgle)
Their axes were stained in blood of their former tribesmen, as they praise the Crow for alleviating the pain, and illuminating them of the truth of the world everything rots and withers so embrace it and the love of the Grandfather, as they fight for him and his chosen Ixion Daemonhart.
Another squad the shadow hunters were fighting against the berserkers and greataxe marauders along with the fimirs.
Their ice axes with purple hues charged at the marauders who believed these were elven skin wolves, cause of their strength, agility, and ferocity as they chop down their fellow tribesmen or used their claws and fangs to rip the former Norscan warriors apart, staining their silver and violet tinted fur in blood.
But the greatest threat and killer among these elven skin wolves (Shadow Hunters) was their larger, stronger, horned alpha (Dark Wendigo) without the need of weapons, only fangs and claws he picked up a greataxe marauder placed him in it jaws, and tore him in half completely soaking the beast in blood as it drank and ate the body of its victim.
The fimir were also helpless against the shadow hunters, they were both stronger and faster than the cyclopian reptiles, as another fimir fell as a pair of ice axes were driven into the skull of the fimir, then using his fang the shadow hunter, torn off the head of its prey.
It was clear that this was a complete massacre if the Norscan had skin wolves they might had a chance to fight against these dark skinned elves.
So the beast tammer amongst them used a horn to summon fort their ice wolves for a last ditch attempt of winning this confrontation.
As the horn sounded, a howl followed by many more was heard through the area, as a pack of fifty white furred wolves from Norsca itself came rushing in, the northmen rejoiced believing a opportunity finally arrived only to be soon gravely disappointed...
The moment the Dark Wendigo, smelled the scent of the ice wolves, he roared and howled showing his higher ranking in their wolven blood.
After hearing the call of a alpha, that was obviously ten times stronger than their pack, they whimpered and submitted to their new alpha and master.
Immediately, the dark wendigo in gruff, deep, beastial voice commanded his new wolves to attack the Norscan, trapping the prey in all sides as the shi'lanorai continued striking from the front and the ice wolves from the back, it all resulted in a bloodstained gore fest.
The chieftain, Ud'ghar Baine was accompanied by his warriors and shaman sorcerer of fire, unleashing a [Piercing Bolts of Burning] spell on the bloodletters and mortfinis in front of them.
The spell killed a dozen of the combine lesser daemons, but it still was a meager blow compared to what Ud'ghar's forces are suffering in this battle, but as the Dark Gods of Chaos as his witness he'll take Ixion's head and earn untold favor from them!!!
Ud'ghar Baine commanded his forces to keep attacking and to follow him, with the exception of the shaman, seeing that their weapons are useless against the Chaos golems (Infernals), he wants some of his warrior to escort the shaman sorcerer near those behemoths, that were currently hurling violet fire covered boulders at his warriors, slaughtering them!!!
Ud'ghar Baine needed to crush the biggest threat first being those golems (infernals) first if he wants any chance of victory.
Obeying his commands they began guiding their shaman into range to attack the infernals.
While Ud'ghar decided to go and face Ixion Daemonhart himself, if his shaman sorcerer can't strike down the golem, then challenging and slaying the Chaos Lord would surely win him this battle and favor of the Gods!!!!
Making his decision, he sword to the dark heavens above that he, Ud'ghar Baine the Bloodsoaked shall claim the head of Ixion Daemonhart!!!!
Upon him making this oath, the storm above that symbolize the Dark Gods of the Realm of Chaos were watching, while in reality they saw Ud'ghar as an unworthy champion but a useful spawn to further test Ixion Daemonhart.
So they accepted Ud'ghar's oath, if only for him to finally push their true aspiring champion to reveal more of his power, and potential already all four of them have seen Ixion's brutality, sorcery, resilience, lust, power, and other dark qualities that might make him a greater champion than Archeon.
Currently the said Chaos Lord was butchering the Norscan that came to challenge him alone, hacking off their limbs, disimbowling them, decapitating them, skewering them, and even demonstrated more of his power by manipulating the ruinous powers of Chaos through his left gauntlet, OW-Khorne & Nurgle could sense a small meager amount of their power as it flowed through Ixion's left fist.
In a powerful blow, a huge burst of chaotic energy not only knock away all those warriors around them but killed them, as he spun his sword and charge at another group to slaughter...yes this please the four as this assured their choice in making Ixion Daemonhart a Champion of Chaos, and if possible their personal servent as the four thought of this.
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