Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 172
With the influx of the demon army, the battlefield became more chaotic. These beings who received the blessing of the Prince of Darkness didn't care whether the elves around them were enemies, and frantically attacked the cold blade and the wordless man, and the keeper of secrets was not restrained. The behavior of his subordinates, because it has found an extremely suitable target.

"Ah, an elf with the aura of a giant dragon. This reminds me of that elf mage from the past. You are a rare treasure." The keeper of secrets, Casilis Quesunal, was a little intoxicated in his tone and demeanor. It was obvious that Yi Merek aroused its high attention, and after he finished speaking, he had already stepped on the goat's hooves.

But Imrik is not in a hurry, the Chaos Portal has replaced the magic that was originally used to impact the maelstrom, Moras made the most sensible choice at the moment, as long as these demons are allowed to slaughter wantonly in Ulthuan, The pressure of the frontal battlefield on Malekith may cause Ulthuan to fall faster.

This choice may be wise, but I am fully prepared for this operation.

Seeing that Slaanesh had already charged, Imrik, who was the target, did not show any weakness, and went straight to the charge. When the tip of the spear collided with the blade, there was a sound of metal impact, which was emitted in just a few seconds. Dozens of times, the speed at which the two swing their weapons has become an afterimage in the eyes of others.

"I also killed a Slaanesh demon last time, called Nakali, it is qualified to challenge Aenarion, what are you?" During the battle, Imrik was still mocking, After all, the Slaanesh army is one of the few demons that can mock, so we have to hurry up and have some fun.

Khorne didn't care what the enemy said at all, he just wanted to beat the enemy to a bloody mess. Fat Nurgle would only smile and face the ridicule. As for Tzeentch, they would like to be ridiculed so that people could fall into a trap.

"A mouth that can speak kind words, I like to hear moving songs from this kind of mouth the most." The Keeper of Secrets didn't care about Imrik's words at all, it could clearly feel that the elf in front of him was a little afraid of him None, even contempt and arrogance in the mood, which makes it feel more exciting.

"Maybe I have to learn from Zakhan and ask how it was imprisoned. It would be interesting to think about it if you lock you Slaanesh monsters in a room." Minus, rowed straight to the keeper's arm.

A purple crab claw fell from the big demon's body, and then it began to let out a scream of enjoyment.

I didn't care whether it was due to pain or excitement, these perverted thoughts couldn't be studied carefully, seeing more Slaanesh troops appearing at the portal, even Imrik was a little anxious.

"Why don't you come here? The people brought out by that guy Ronin are just as unreliable as him." While thinking in his heart, he continued to fight with the Keeper of Secrets. After Moras voluntarily gave up his ability as a magic fort, the surrounding The giant dragon troop was already approaching here, and Minasnil began to fight another Slaanesh, the breath of a dozen dragons surrounded the altar with the momentum of division.

But this is not a drop in the bucket for the gradually expanding portal. Masno and Agthel have already begun to fight with the newly emerged Secret Keeper, and a large number of Chaos Wrath Monsters have begun to pounce on the dragon, and Chaos is full of twisted tentacles. Seemingly having nothing to do, the egg twitched its arm-like tentacles and ran towards the three Caledonians on the ground.

The situation was falling into a disadvantage, and Imrik quickly judged the situation.

There are too few people with me, and there is no ground force to cooperate with the dragon to grind the meat. If you choose to breathe, there will be a gap in the encirclement, and if you fight hand-to-hand, you will enter the enemy's attack range.

Imrik, who was fighting Slaanesh alone, also began to feel exhausted. This guy didn't intend to start a duel, and several Slaanesh army leaders attacked him with the hell whip with iron spikes. Ledo's armor protects against these attacks, but the vicious power still makes the body stunned, and this makes the rhythm of the battle deviate.

Just when the dragon was surrounded by a large number of angry monsters, and several people on the ground were about to be swallowed by the purple wave, the dragon mage that Imrik had been waiting for for a long time finally made a move.

A golden sphere suddenly appeared above the altar, and then five huge illusory stone tablets appeared from the sphere and fell downward, covered with various incantations to suppress magical energy.

After the six-meter-high stone tablet hit the ground, the incantations began to flicker, and illusory golden chains appeared from the stone tablet, and then connected to each other. These energy stone tablets without entities trapped the interior in the form of a five-pointed star.

The Demon Suppressing Stone Tablet uses the world stone fragments as the casting material. Even the Dragon Prince feels a pain in the flesh when using it. After all, using it once is one less time, but the effect is definitely comparable to such a long casting time and cost. .

After several golden chains appeared in full, Slaanesh, who was fighting Imric, felt something was wrong. The world was expelling them. The chaotic energy began to dissipate under the action of those stone tablets, and was converted into the eight winds of magic, and Although the magical energy in it is rich, it is in an inert state and is extremely difficult to mobilize.

It looked at Imrik in disbelief. Only a maelstrom can convert chaotic energy into magic eight winds. These steles may function as a kind of miniature maelstrom. If these elves can launch this power anywhere at will With this spell, the demon army will never be able to enter the mortal world.

Slaanesh's troops began to dissipate. These demons composed of energy needed a lot of energy support in the mortal world, leaving only some weak angry monsters and chaotic eggs. The former could walk in the mortal world without too much energy, while the latter The other is because it is a distorted creature mutated from chaotic energy.

After the opponent Slaanesh dissipated, Imrik immediately began to look for Moras' location, and he didn't care about the high-ranking sorceresses around him. The heads of these female Druzzi might be of great value. But compared to Moras, the sum is not as important as her.

But after looking around for a while, he found that Moras was not at all, and he frowned thinking about what was going on.

The anti-demon stone has the effect of a dimensional anchor, which is to prevent trapped enemies from using teleportation spells to escape.

Glancing at the surrounding situation, the high-ranking dragon prince was slaughtering those who resisted. Only Minasnil noticed his movement, shook off the Chaos Warlock whose claws had turned into meatloaf, raised the missing horns The head began to perceive.

"Moras is running away to the north. She used a kind of invisibility magic. We need to share vision." Lao Mi saw that Moras was fleeing here on a dark flying horse. He had already flown a certain distance, and the wings The injury made it difficult for him to catch up, so he came up with an idea.

After Minasnir finished speaking, Imrik closed his eyes and began to perceive the existence of his partner. The hearts of the two began to resonate, and the synchronization was completed after a while.

After opening his eyes, it has become a long-lost wide-area field of vision. Imrik saw Moras, who was fleeing on the dark flying horse named Sulefit, and had flown to a forest far away. above.

After estimating the distance and direction, the spear of heroism was raised to his shoulder. The others only saw the prince closing his eyes and raising the spear to make a throwing motion. Black scales appeared on the part of the right arm that was not covered by armor.

"Drink!" After running for a few steps, the right hand has already thrown the spear, aiming at Moras, the red and yellow spears can't even see afterimages under the force, and the sound of air explosion can be heard vaguely.

Imrik is very confident in his throwing. It doesn't make sense that the real Beastman of Orion throws so powerfully. If he can't do it himself, if he refuses to accept it, he will come to Caledon to practice with him, and make sure to beat him up. .

(End of this chapter)