Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 389 Fraudsters

Lords of Plague, often regarded as the incarnation of horned rats, are far less famous and terrifying than they are in civilized races compared to the great demons of the four gods of chaos, but they are still extremely deadly.

It is a living disaster that brings destruction and desolation, a creation from outside the mortal realms, and appears in the realms only to destroy and slaughter.

As the multi-faceted incarnation of the horned rat, these disaster lords have different characteristics, war lords who are good at conquering and slaughtering, corrupters who are extremely fanatical about decay and plague, and the most mysterious and rare dimension prophets.

And the one who raided Masno from the shadows was the fraudster who was the best at assassination and attack among the disaster lords who were worshiped by the Eshin clan.

The fraudster who failed to succeed in the blow was not surprised, not even a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and a dimensional stone bomb came out smoothly.

The high-concentration warpstone bomb flew in front of Masno, and just when he was about to escape, it exploded violently.

A green shock wave bloomed from it, followed by a raging flame of dimensional stone.

The disaster lord who had already escaped into the shadows let out a creaking laugh. No one can underestimate the ability of the disaster lord. The first kill is the end of most people.

The flames of the Dimensional Stone that can melt the strongest slate, this is the temptation of the Lord of Disaster.

Masno, who was surrounded by the flames of the warp stone, felt a little tingling on his skin, but it was actually not a serious problem. Although he lacked the protection of a shield, his armor was enough to protect him from most attacks in this world.

He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to catch the Misfortune Lord's mistake.

A scream came from the mouth of the champion warrior, and he swung his long sword like crazy, attacking the surrounding air without any rules, it seemed that he couldn't bear this kind of flame that could burn his soul.

Some of the clan rats he touched also ignited raging green flames. The long sword that could freeze souls seemed to have lost its effect. After cutting the rats' bodies, some dimensional stone flames remained on the messy fur. superior.

The Lord of Plague couldn't bear it anymore, but being cautious is always the nature of the Ratman, even the great devil of the Ratman couldn't get rid of it. A plague priest who was still watching was sent to the front to test it.

The rain splashed on Masino's body, but was quickly evaporated by the flames, and the plague priest's attack also hit him, causing him to let out a scream.

The Champion seems to have lost his combat prowess in pain, attacking everything in sight like a dying beast.

The Lord of Plague attacked again, and he couldn't hold back his killing intent on a pointy-eared thing.

From the shadows that the warpstone flames could not illuminate, the scythe appeared with the speed of a lightning bolt that happened to appear in the sky.

This is the skill of the Lord of Disaster.

However, unlike the expectation that the elf wrapped in the flame of the dimension stone would turn into two halves, the sound of electric currents appeared from Masno's body, and a more eye-catching red thunder snake appeared in the red armor.

The Lord of Disaster knew that he had been tricked, and planned to lurk into the shadows again, waiting for the next opportunity.

But what waited for him was a frost attack that was glowing with cold air.

Masno's attack failed, because the agility of the rat demon was unbelievable. When the long sword was about to cut his head, suddenly a tail appeared from behind the disaster lord.

The short blade with the seal of the Great Horned Rat deflected Blue Wrath's attack a little. Coupled with the movement of the Lord of Disaster's body, Masno only chopped off a winding horn.

The top fighting forces of the two sides were constantly fighting. Although the heavy rain did not affect these inhuman fighters, for most soldiers, fighting in this situation meant that their physical strength would be exhausted quickly.

Neither the elves nor Mrs. Kisley were residents of the jungle. Even though the previous training had intentionally allowed them to maintain their combat effectiveness in harsh environments, it was still difficult to maintain their original combat effectiveness in such an emergency situation.

The infantry line filled by elk hunters at the rear began to show gaps, and oversized mice rushed here, with a figure as tall as two people, and skin covered with scars and iron lines. They were undoubtedly sent here from the old world. rat troll.

The appearance of the rat troll caused a little commotion, but after being scolded by the non-commissioned officer wearing a centurion helmet, he immediately cheered up.

Because the blind Vaal priest had already faced the terrifying monster with a shield and a warhammer, and everything he encountered during the charge was smashed into pieces.

The mouse troll roared, a little green mist faintly leaked from the sutures of the skin, and the hill-like body held hatred for everything in the world.

Only lunatics can breed this kind of monster, and only crazier rats will allow it to undergo the baptism of the plague after mutation.

The dimensional stone inlaid on the arm was lifted high enough to slam the steel on Koster's shield, and the terrifying force made the shell of the dimensional stone fall off a little.

But Priest Vaal took the attack without saying a word, and the shield above his head didn't even change at all, as if the power of the rat troll was nothing more than a child's powerless beating.

But Coster was not able to deal with the two monster infantry in the first time, which made the other two rush to the elk hunter's line with the plague monk.

The crossbow bolts that hit the eyes, the throwing axes that hit the neck, these attacks that are enough to kill ordinary people did not have the expected effect.

Every attack of the huge dimensional stone hammer can take away the lives of several people, and the clan rats mixed around the rat troll make it difficult for several centurions to get in touch with the rat troll.

The rear line began to be breached, and Judith, as the commander, scolded them to stick to their formation and never let them get close to the temple.

The advance team of only 3000 people was in trouble. As a sparsely populated party, although there were a few top-notch high-end fighters, they were all restricted. There were at least two disaster lords on the battlefield.

One is the fraudster who sneaked up on Masno, and the other is the war messenger who is fighting Agrim.

Agrim, who was delayed by the Rat Demon, fell into a bitter fight. In fact, he was not afraid of this disaster lord. If it was a one-on-one champion duel, the butcher was 100% confident that he could kill it.

But the rats will never know all the concepts of glory. A huge number of plague monks and storm rats are approaching, and the butcher can only choose to put the maintenance front first, entangle the war messenger, and a few stepping men warlord.

The only good thing is that the number of warp stone powder bombs thrown from a distance gradually decreased, and the killing god Damian once again showed his horror.A man went from the temple to the Ratman artillery position hundreds of meters away. All he saw along the way were minced corpses and a large area of ​​tall forest.

(End of this chapter)