Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 297 Spin Jump
After dealing with the limb-attaching nobles, Imrik continued to walk back. When he passed a suspension bridge, he looked at the castle far away on the other side. He couldn't help rubbing his chin and thinking for a while, but he didn't see a flag anywhere. , I can't just stand here and have two little bats catch me.

At this time, Prince Long felt a bit of a headache, and he didn't grasp Genbao's whirlwind energy. This distance would definitely not be able to jump, so he said to Lao Mi in his heart,
"Old man, can you get me there?"

Lao Mi smiled lowly for a while, as if laughing at the incompetence of this brat,
"Now you know my role? I used to take you to the Vaal Anvil when I had nothing to do. Obviously, the teleportation array is faster, so you should dragon yourself and get a pair of wings to fly over."

Imrik's eyes lit up when he heard this. Hearing what Lao Mi meant, there should be a way to send him to the opposite side. As for being ridiculed by the old guy, is that a big deal?

"I just want you to be more active. Lying on the open ground all day is almost useless. Hurry up, hurry up, stop talking nonsense."

The expected spell did not appear, but Minasnil fell silent, which gave Imrik a bad feeling. It was impossible that this old guy just shot a false shot to scare me.

Lao Mi, who was holding back his laughter, finally couldn't help it anymore, and let out a deep, thunderous laugh,

"Hehe, you guessed right, I was just lying to you, why do you think that as a dragon, I can fly spells, hahaha."

The Dragon Prince who was fooled by Lao Mi clenched his fists, and his veins protruded from his temples. If someone dared to tease him like this, he would definitely have a ruthless hand, and then threw him into the Vaal Anvil Volcano to experience the wrath of the dragon lord , But let’s forget about Lao Mi, we don’t have the ability, and after we go back, we will prohibit anyone and dragons from making offerings to it.

While chatting with Lao Mi and mocking each other, Imrik had already walked to the edge of the cliff, and when he was about to carefully observe the distance to the opposite bank, a sound of rocks rushing came from under his feet, and the seemingly solid protruding rock wall became Became gravel of different sizes.

Imrik, who realized that the situation was wrong, did not panic. Even though his body had fallen towards the abyss, he still remained calm.

Using a large broken rock under his feet as a fulcrum, he used his amazing jumping power to jump his body towards the cliff, and then slammed the front end of the kite-shaped shield in his left hand, deeply embedded in it, and hung his body in mid-air.

It seems something is wrong, the old thief should not arrange such a mortal conspiracy, could it be possible to jump down and enter the second scene?
Imrik, who was fixed on the cliff with a shield, did not immediately jump to the top, but waited for the echo from the falling rocks.

But after a long time, the expected sound disappeared completely, as if there was a mass of soft mud below, completely swallowing the falling rock.

Regarding this situation, I frowned and thought for a while, I can't bet on whether I have a blessing point to resurrect, but this situation is indeed wrong, how can a normal fader have the ability to fly to the opposite castle, nothing more than two results, The first is to be killed by the limb-attaching nobles, and the second is to fall in this broken edge, and then because of the insufficiency of the knee, there is no way to jump back to the original place, and the only way to reach the guidance place is by falling.

"Old guy, you always know the levitation spell, right? The kind that reduces weight." I asked Lao Mi, just in case, I still need the upper insurance.

Knowing that the little guy was at a disadvantage, Lao Mi was in no mood to ridicule, and cast a purple levitation spell on Imrik.

Imrik nodded after noticing that his body had lost a lot of weight, and then pulled out the shield embedded in the rock wall, staring back hard with both feet, and pushed out a distance.

With the head tilted forward, the arms spread out, and the feet together, the whole person glides down like a preying eagle.

"Little ghost, what jumping posture is this?"

Imrik, who was still feeling the flow of the wind, feeling the belief in his heart, and thought he was very handsome at this time, was interrupted by the sudden question of Lao Mi's immersive experience.

"Ahem, this is a jumping posture from Araby, called Leap of Faith, as long as I think in my heart that I will not die if I do this, then I will not die 100% of the time."

But obviously the well-informed Minasnil didn't believe his nonsense, "Oh, then I hope you will give me a surprise later, don't use dragon transformation to buffer the damage you receive."

Why does it feel like Lao Mi's mouth is getting more and more stinky? It must have been influenced by that ruffian Ingersthos. When we go back, we have to make an appointment to avoid this kind of atmosphere from affecting the Caledonian group.

Just as his thoughts diverged, the effect of the levitation spell gradually lost its effect, and he could already see the ground, but the actual situation was far beyond expectations, causing Imrik's complexion to change suddenly.

A mass of viscous matter like black ink is constantly tumbling, and the gravel that has been waiting for a long time without an echo is being swallowed by the black mud, only some longer protrusions are still exposed, even if it is just for looking At a glance, one can also tell that this black mud is by no means a benevolent kind, and it is difficult to escape from the current state of himself and Minasnier.

After realizing the seriousness of the matter, he immediately searched around, trying to find some way to save his life. When life and death were at stake, the senses that had been dulled due to weakness also returned to some of their former appearance, and he found a seemingly life-saving method after a while. straw in place.

A long and narrow crack in the black mud, those viscous substances did not pour into it, on the contrary, they seemed to be actively avoiding this crack, although I don't know if there will be a bigger crisis inside, but I also know that I don't think so much now When it was time, he immediately adjusted his taxiing position and flew towards the long and narrow gap.

When he was about to enter the crack, Imrik glanced at the black mud and found that it was strange, not with any evil intentions, or without any consciousness, and their mission was simply to devour it.

As he grazed the crack, the protruding rocks slammed against him, rattling the plate mail, but seeing the more normal-looking place below, Imrik knew he had escaped danger.

A standard forward flip landing posture appeared on the ground. Although the plate chain armor had been made a few depressions, it did not affect the next thing at all, because the lander who was involved was already grinning in pain.

"These few strokes are really exciting."

Imrik, who landed on the ground, did not check the injuries on his body first. Instead, he pulled out the sword from his waist and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

A large number of stone coffins are stacked in the center of the open space. Tombstones, bones, and tree roots are all used as decorations in this cave. The turbid air is inhaled through the nostrils, allowing people to experience the atmosphere full of decay and death.

(End of this chapter)