Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Unexpectedly, when the church executioner killed a large number of slaves and directed the blood into the flaming cauldron, the divine revelation that should have appeared did not appear.

This scene made Priest Druzzi, who had served Ardaeus for many years, tremble slightly.

There are only two situations, the first is that Ardaeus is not satisfied with this sacrifice, and the second is that he has given up on Drucci.

The Dreadlords of the Hellborne family watched the precious slaves being killed coldly, and after hearing from the priests that this was not enough, ordered soldiers to bring more slaves out of the dungeons.

The liquid that turned into a torrent of blood boiled from the ground, evaporated at the temperature of the central flame cauldron, and even after death, the blood still carried the painful cry of the tortured master.

Compared with the past, the sacrifices this time were rich enough, and the flaming cauldron also vaguely appeared as a phantom.

But what greeted the priest was not the magma dragon inhabiting the obsidian peaks, but the phantom's arm, and his soul was already taken away.

The Lord of Fear stepped back a few steps to avoid being hooked away by the phantom's arm, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, I knew it was not a wise choice to find Ardaeus!"

Although Caledo never advocated the belief of Ardaeus, Drucci still believed that these Asurs only held respect, and they might secretly provide sacrifices for them.

This situation undoubtedly aggravates this perception.

After wasting many slaves, the Lord of Dread chose to place his hope on the God of Bloody Hands. No one knows war better than Kane. As long as enough blood is shed, the only blessing will immediately fall on Drucci's bloodthirsty warriors in the body.

The cauldron of blood began to operate everywhere, not only the slaves, but also Drucci who was unfortunately drawn. As long as the witch spirit took a fancy to it, no one could escape the fate of being thrown into the altar of Kane.

Davian, who was observing on the clouds with Ingersthos, noticed this abnormality and knew that it was time to prepare for the next move.

Kicked the giant dragon under him to signal it not to continue looking at the scenery,

"Ingerthos, fly to the top of the Tower of Destruction, which is the center of the energy of the leylines of Krakalond."

"Damn it, how do you talk like that brat Imric, don't use this tone to me. Can't hit him, can't I hit you?"

Although he made complaints about the tone of the Dragon Prince, Ingersthos still chose to follow the instructions. The Dragon Prince provided the battle target, and the dragon executed it with him. This has been a fighting tradition that has lasted for thousands of years.

Didn't care about the ruffian dragon, Davian contacted Mazdamudy in Hesiota,

"Master Ma, the mage of Caledor will provide you with a teleportation coordinate, I hope you can block the underground sea later."

"Hey, I got it, Elf boy Davian."

There will be some delay in the portal, not only because it is located in Naggaroth, which is close to the northern wasteland, but also because of the tactical arrangement.

"Iron Wolf, are you ready?"

The iron wolf in the mage group received the message and replied that it was ready to act.

Turning around, he looked at Hadaris and Daruit, who were imprisoned in the palace mage tower, who were already a little abnormal. They were dancing calculation spell models, which did not look like royal mages at all.

I rubbed my temples and felt a little headache.

"I hope that the spells of both of you are as useful as the preset model, otherwise I will have to take a vacation for a while."

"You are questioning the research capabilities of the two geniuses. Let me tell you, when the coordinates of the fixed point are set within a known range, even if it is the black tower of the Witch King, I can send it to you." Hadaris said to Tie The wolf's suspicions were dismissed, and he intended to cast the spell immediately to demonstrate the effect.

Iron Wolf sighed, why didn't he realize that the people who wandered into the shelter together were all ghosts and monsters, so he was normal, only interested in women and wine, and most of the others had some abnormal hobbies.

"Okay, okay, you two are indeed geniuses, but the task now is to send me into the city first and establish a coordinate network."

"Okay."

After speaking, the two mages began to leave a mark on the iron wolf with the spells they had studied for many years. The torrent of spells as thin as silk bypassed the outer layer of Hecate's magic protective layer in Krakalond, without causing any alarm. In this situation, the iron wolf is transformed into a rainbow-colored halo.

Halo ignored any obstacles and arrived at the back of the city gate. The iron wolf, which had condensed into a solid body again, looked up at the bloodthirsty hydra, and slowly opened its mouth to greet,
"Want a drink?"

What responded to him were countless black arrows and the breath of war hydras.

A flame shield suddenly lingered around Iron Wolf's body, and he sighed helplessly inside, why is it so difficult to find someone to drink?
Duluqi's long-range projectile firepower was stopped by the shield, but Iron Wolf didn't make any moves, not even using a fireball, but just looked at these Duluzi who didn't know that the death order was about to come.

A streak of white light suddenly appeared from behind the artillery that was still confronting Du Luqi, and two court mages were leading a group of mages to send troops into the city on a large scale.

The three-dimensional coordinates provided by Davian in the air, and the two-dimensional plane coordinates provided by Iron Wolf in the city, allowed this spell, which took a lot of painstaking research, to achieve the desired effect.

And an archmage located in the White Tower of Hess is also silently watching the war.He provided some research ideas. Under the operation of three talented players, it can be officially announced that Azul Magic is about to enter a new era.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were teleported to all parts of the city of Krakalund. Except for the most closely guarded Tower of Destruction, the sound of fierce battles began to appear in other places.

Feeling that the teleportation network was established, Iron Wolf let go of the long sword stuck on the ground, looked around at the war hydras who were afraid to approach because of the high temperature and flames, and shrugged his shoulders in an extremely relaxed tone, as if greeting an old friend.
"Although I really want to compete with you, but unfortunately there is a guy who is more suitable than me."

Looking at the animal trainer who was still whipping the hydra, he stepped on the ground that no one noticed, and a blood-red winged giant snake logo suddenly appeared on it.

"I believe this big guy will bring you some surprises. After all, you like beasts, don't you?"

Pouring energy into the holy seal under its feet, the iron wolf walked slowly towards the city gate, whistling along the way so chic.

When the war hydra was about to give chase, suddenly a huge foot appeared where the iron wolf was standing just now, and it firmly held down the crawling hydra, keeping it in place and unable to move.

The dark green scales were mixed with many blood lines, and the radiant ripples lingered in them. With one force of the palm, the ugly necks of the hydra were crushed into flesh.

What followed was a huge mouth, tearing off most of the hydra's body in one gulp.

Under the terrified gazes of countless Druzzi, Kukurza raised his head and announced that Sotek had set his sights on this place, and that the only thing to welcome these sacrifices was death. (end of this chapter)