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Text Chapter 237 The Definition of the God of Desire and Beauty

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    The purple smoke dissipated, and a shallow pit about four or five meters in diameter appeared where the stretcher had been. Dozens of snake-shaped tentacles twisted crazily in the center of the shallow pit.  They are covered with scales with brown-gold luster, like blind demonic snakes, with a strange aura.  Analer slowly rose from the tentacle, a dark green magic eye stone shining between his eyebrows.  "The ancient legend told me that the great Chaos Warrior with the blood of the dragon must pass the test of death three times. It turns out that this is really the case." Analel raised his head with a smile, and his changes shocked all those who witnessed it.  Shocking.  The rotten muscles and worn-out bandages just now no longer exist, replaced by a handsome face, with golden pupils and a straight bridge of the nose, long white-blond hair hanging down from the side of the face like silk, and huge purple-black hair.  The horns protruded proudly from his ears, like a combination of dragon and human.  Fifteen-foot-long giant wings spread out gorgeously from his back, with sharp claws and scales, like the shrunken wings of a magic dragon.  His breastplate and shoulder armor are like a living animal head, with a huge mouth full of fangs and beating eyes, exuding the aura of devouring everything.  His legs are no longer human legs, but are like recurved animal hooves, surrounded by golden tentacles, but they don't seem to be fully formed yet, and tentacles are constantly merging into them, changing into the shape of armor.  Huge bone knives unfolded beside his arms, with sharp fangs and cloud-like textures, and ripples of magic swirled feverishly on the blades.  In fact, Analer seems to have returned to the moment when he first transformed. Except for not having such a huge body, everything else is very similar. If Hyde saw it, he would definitely feel sorry for him.  Be angry if you fall short!  "Damn bastard, damned traitor! Have you received the reward of betrayal from the enemies of the God of Beauty?" Morse's voice was filled with anger and trembling, and the handsome dragon-slaying knight raised the talisman with one arm.  Wen Baojian was pointed at the enemy in front of him who had undergone an astonishing change.  The shining emblem of the Seal of Salish rose feverishly from his back, like wings of light spreading out.  The humiliation of being attacked drove him into a frenzy, and he pushed his strength to the highest point without hesitation, not even caring about the pain of the wound.  "Kill the traitors! Kill the blasphemers! Let the lady see our power!" Morse's actions suddenly woke up the Chaos warriors who were watching, and they all let out fanatical shouts almost at the same time.  In the blink of an eye, many brilliant magic emblems and Shalish divine seals rose from the military formation like stars, and countless fighting intentions and forces collided with each other like giant beasts.  Analel's arrogance has aroused public outrage. In the final meeting on the eve of the war, in the square where the Chaos army gathered, this crazy provocation is simply unthinkable.  Now, every strong man is eager to prove himself by killing this traitor. They want to use the blood of Anal'air to devote their loyalty to Lostari.  "A damn madman surprises a stupid fool. This is really a very satisfying thing!" The powerful Chaos Beast wizard Dessaline stood up from the back of her cold horn beast and lifted her up.  That gorgeous staff inlaid with skulls and dragon teeth.  This was what she was saying, and it was also the summary of most Chaos powerhouses regarding the scene in front of them.  Because Morsely, who lost his arm in a surprise attack by his opponent, can be called a fool, and Analel, who was already on the verge of death and now openly wounded others in front of thousands of troops and challenged him, can only be called a madman.  Although he showed his amazing fighting ability, so what?  Can he escape the siege of hundreds of Chosen Ones and Chaos Sorcerers?  "I have never betrayed the Supreme God of Beauty. The person who betrayed Salisi was that lewd and ridiculous prostitute. The Supreme God of Beauty has given me generous favors, and her brilliance will guide me to eliminate the blasphemous prostitutes and cowards!  " Analer suddenly roared, and his voice echoed in the square like thunder, with a soul-stirring feeling of shock.  Almost at the same time, a huge Shalish divine seal emblem rose from his side like a volcano, with chaotic fluctuations that swept everything, as if to prove his words.  "Warriors of the Supreme God of Beauty! Warriors of the Supreme God of Beauty! You have been insulted for too long! Can't you feel it? Can you tolerate a slutty prostitute over the heads of the warriors? Can you tolerate hypocrisy?  Are the believers of God killing the warriors of the God of Beauty? Who puts stupid yoke on the warriors of Chaos, who makes the ridiculous rule that they cannot kill the cowards, bitches and brats of the Southland? Blessings from the Holy Eight Winds of Chaos!  Since the Warriors of the North, who has ever heard that the storm of Chaos needs to pity the cowards of the South! My comrades! Warriors of the North, are you still being deceived?" Ana'lair's voice was fanatical at the same time.  It was also shocking, because his words touched the hearts of many Chaos Warriors in an instant.  Many swords to be wieldedThere was a lag, many incantations being recited were interrupted, and the military formation like beasts suddenly fell into silence in an instant.  The various large and small Shalish divine seal emblems were still swirling around the warriors, as if covered with a fog of doubt.  In fact, many barbarian tribes and northern Chaos warriors who joined the Chaos Storm of Lostari have already felt the different rules of the Lostari army, which makes them very strange and quite dissatisfied.  This beautiful witch prohibited the Chaos Wizard from using captives to transform and fuse their bodies, established military discipline that prohibited the killing of surrenderers, women and children, and used an iron hand to maintain this strange military discipline, which was the same as in the past.  It's different from any Chaos Storm.  "My military law comes from the revelation given to me by the Supreme God of Beauty. This is the glory that distinguishes you from the dirty red dogs - the so-called "believers of Khorne". The glory of the Supreme God of Beauty depends on the growth of her followers, and the head is not  The love of the supreme beauty, the beauty of love and desire is." This is Lostari's declaration, and she will repeat this declaration in front of every new troop that joins.  This beautiful girl commander stipulated that for cities and tribes that voluntarily surrender and donate men, women and supplies, they are never allowed to kill a person without reason; and for cities that dare to resist, only the resisters can be killed after being conquered, and no killing is allowed.  Dead women and children.  In fact, more than eighty Chaos leaders have been executed for violating this rule in the past few months, and their heads are still hung on the flagpole of the camp, with terror and confusion.  It is forbidden to set fires, destroy houses, and prohibit any senseless killing. The human skin military flag is only made from the corpses of enemies on the battlefield. A unified recruitment system and unified training are established. One regulation after another flows from her sweet lips.  Out, turned into a code of steel.  In fact, Lostari's army almost completely occupies half of Kislev's rivers and mountains, and taxation and military service in the ruled area are carried out as normally as in the Tsarist era.  This has brought many benefits, making the supplies and soldiers of hundreds of thousands of Chaos armies very sufficient, as endless as a river, and there is no need to look for human corpses and horse corpses in the ice and snow.
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