The cloudy weather made marching in the forest extremely difficult.

The weather was quite unfriendly early the next morning, and the visibility was very low. This was definitely a disaster for the elves. But for the Chaos troops who mainly relied on sneak attacks, it was an excellent opportunity.

There were vague figures everywhere in the forest, moving quickly through them, and the strange roars they made from time to time spread an atmosphere of fear in the forest.

Puff, puff.

Heavy footsteps echoed deep in the forest full of fallen leaves.

Hundreds of Chaos Warriors who were mutated from primitive humans marched quickly wearing their heavy full-body plate armor.

Walking at the front was a small man covered in a cloak. His exposed arms were charred and black.

Hidden under the cloak was the shaman who was 'burned' by Carter two days ago.

"Damn..."

In order to avoid being burned to death, the shaman who was interrupted and injured by Carter that day used the dissipated chaos energy to form a protective shield to protect the tissue under his skin, and endured the inhumane attack throughout the process.

He was in so much pain that he escaped by lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

But the burn all over the body is not so easy to cure. It is now limping when walking, as if it is about to collapse in the next moment.

The severe pain radiating from the burnt skin made it furious all the time in the past two days, and it vowed to make these elves pay the price.

"Let them come! Let them come! I will make them pay the price! Cut down all the trees around the altar!! Make it a trap and a trap! I will never let him have a second chance to hurt me.

!”

After returning to his lair, the Chaos Shaman immediately began preparations.

Dragging the maimed body to the altar, he immediately began chanting filthy demonic language, and the blasphemous Eight Winds of Chaos began to gather around it.

It wants to prepare a spell that will make those with pointed ears despair.

The more than a hundred Chaos Warriors who were mentally controlled by it immediately walked out in groups after receiving the order.

He began to search for beastmen everywhere in the forest, forcibly defeated them and incorporated them into his own team. In less than an hour, the team grew from more than a hundred people to more than a thousand people, and as time went by, the team grew more and more.

more.

The formation of a Chaos army is so simple. As long as your fist is big enough to subdue others and kill those who are not convinced, the number of troops will increase like a snowball.

And there is no need to worry about supplies or logistics. Most chaotic creatures do not need to eat or rest.

They are perfect war machines, and together they form an efficient and bloody killing society. No one in this society can imagine that they will have a good death. Even death cannot give them a moment of peace, only eternity.

The struggle and killing accompany them; forever.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

The big axes in the hands of the beastmen and the Chaos Warriors had an unexpected effect at this time. With just a few blows of the ax, a century-old tree could be easily chopped down.

"Roar!"

The felled trees were not wasted. Under the huge power of the chaotic creatures, they were easily split into several sections, sharpened and then inserted into the ground.

Various chaotic mutant beasts with infinite strength and low IQ began to dig in the soil.

Most of them are mutated from wild animals, and the digging talent deep in their genes has been stimulated.

With the efforts of the thick limbs, huge pits several meters deep were dug out. Then several beastmen jumped into the pits and inserted sharpened wooden stakes underneath.

Under the shaman's command, the chaos creatures near the altar were gathered together, cutting down trees and making traps everywhere. In just a few hours, the tireless chaos creatures successfully cut down all the trees for miles around.

Let this place be as clean as if it had experienced a locust plague. Only the tree roots here and there tell the story of what this place once looked like.

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"What's this!"

When daylight fell, the elves on the left and right packed up their camps and began another day of marching and fighting.

Only a few burning pits were left, filled with various corpses and body parts, which was very terrifying.

The strange thing is that we didn't encounter many attacks from beasts and chaotic creatures along the way today. On the contrary, most of them just hid in the forest from a distance and stared at the elven troops with their green eyes, as if they were hunters observing their prey. , waiting for the prey to be exhausted before rushing forward to enjoy its own delicious food.

As a result, the day's march went very smoothly, and we advanced twenty kilometers in one day.

When the huge figure of the Anulli Mountains appeared in front of the elves, they knew that the goal of this battle was close at hand.

It's just that the scene at the meeting point is a bit unexpected.

There are sharpened wooden stakes stuck into the ground everywhere, with various corpse remains stuck on them, including arms, torsos, thighs, palms, and heads. If you look closely, you can find that some of the heads belong to elves.

Apparently they were from the missing scouts before, or maybe some innocent civilians.

"Damn devil! Since you are desecrating Asul's body like this!!"

"Even the worst demons, we won't treat their corpses like this!"

Seeing this scene, most of the elves showed expressions of gnashing teeth, and the anger in their eyes almost burst out.

"The method of stimulating generals..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Carter felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. But the next moment he understood Chaos' purpose.

They want to anger the elves so that they lose their minds and do things they wouldn't normally do.

But they had never played such a dirty trick before, and now they suddenly used a provoking method, which made Carter instantly alert.

[They may be going to a decisive battle with us, so they did this to anger the elves. And it seems that the Chaos troops have given birth to a leader, otherwise they would not have done this intentionally due to their low brain capacity. Action...]

Arisannar, like Carter, also thought of this.

"Ask the Seventh Company to collect the corpses in front of them and cremate them on the spot. Be careful of traps."

As the commander of a legion, he could only endure the discomfort and issue the most rational orders.

"Asurs, don't fall into the trap of the blasphemous chaos creatures! They know that their doom is coming, that's why they do this! Stay calm and rational and wait to rendezvous with the left army led by Princess Cadrina. The end of them is coming!”

"God bless Assur! We will win!"
Chapter completed!