Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 481 Ruthless determination and chips

Master Ma, who was brought by the mage group from Hesiotara, raised his hand and prepared to make a major transformation of the terrain of Naggaroth. This kind of thing has been done by Slann to the old world thousands of years ago, but this time it is just Just repeating boring work.

Creon, who was in charge of searching the burrow of the Tower of Destruction, walked out with a livid face. There was not a single surviving dragon egg. After knowing that they could not be rescued, these damned Druzzi chose to smash the dragon egg, so as to make Caledor forever Lose these treasures.

One of the reasons for insisting on the siege of Krakalund was that a large number of stolen dragon eggs flowed here, which was the most precious treasure for Caledor.

Imrik, who heard the news, squeezed the iron kettle in his hand into a piece of iron, and the wind drove the flames into the air,
"Kill them all, since Caledo can't take back the dragon eggs, these Druzzi don't want to live!"

"Yes."

As the city gradually sank underground, a large number of people who were unable to resist or surrendered were detained in the square.

A giant dragon flew into the city, carrying the champion warrior Masino.

Masno jumped to Agsel's side, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and his killing intent gathered around him,

"How many prisoners?"

"Thirty-six thousand people."

"Very good, very good." Masnow nodded with a sneer, and found sixteen dragon eggs that had been shattered into pieces in the cave of the Tower of Destruction.

Nothing can forgive these Druccis for their sins, and it is Nisu's business to judge how serious their sins are, and it is Caledor's business to send them to Nisu.

"No one will stay, all will be executed!"

Flames began to erupt from everywhere, there was no so-called treatment of prisoners of war, and there was no negotiation on whether to surrender, everything was done logically.

Seeing these elves with pointed ears being executed, everyone just waited for them to be turned into ashes. The tumbling posture in the flames was extraordinarily charming, and the howling sound was like the most beautiful movement.

"I should record this video and give it to the King of Shadows as a souvenir. He must regret that he didn't see this scene with his own eyes." Davian teased, crossing his chest, completely ignoring the hell on earth in front of him.

"He might be so excited that he can't sleep, and he has an intracranial orgasm in the bed at night." Agsel responded casually, as long as he didn't take the Shadow King's murderous look seriously, he was actually a pretty good person.

But the precondition is to have the same deep hatred for Du Luqi as he does.

"Collect the last bit of usable supplies and prepare for the Shadow King to evacuate."

When the ground began to shake violently, Masno turned around and left without hesitation. Now that Krakalund was about to be turned into ruins, the military operation had been completed.

Continuing to go north needs to wait for the prince to think it is a suitable time. Next, Asur will return to the Vaal Anvil in Naggaroth.

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After five days the news of the expedition's great success spread throughout Ulthuan, and even the woodcutters in the remotest mountains of Charis knew that the city of Druzzi, called the City of Ruin, lay in ruins.

Thousands of years of elf civil war, Azul has never made such progress. Everyone flocked to the streets calling for the name of the hero, and artists inquired about the specific battle process, preparing to use their talents to meet the needs of the people.

A large group of flowers was placed in the embassy of the main battle kingdom, and the bad impression of the Shadow King suddenly improved in the hearts of people from all over the world.

In the White Tower of Savrehoth, the Council of Archmages had just finished discussing whether to increase support for Druzzi's war, and only two people were left in it.

One is Teclis, who has just won the title of Supreme Master for only a few years, and the other is Alfonso, a professor of art at Savory College.

Alfonso, with a gray left eye, pried his legs on the table and quietly looked at the newspaper he just got. When you locate the target point, you can form a singularity that ignores barriers and send people into it."

"The spellcaster network can make this singularity enter alone, ensuring that it will not be destroyed in a short time. It seems that what you have studied in the past few years is really not bad."

Teclis remained silent. The theory of space was provided by two court mages in Caledor, but the network of casters was made by him using the magic net system that exists in Saffrey.

Many professional scholars believe that this spell is specially used for siege warfare, but the supreme mage knows in his heart that this spell called Vengeance Singularity has more than that.

"At least when fighting against Drucci, we don't have to worry too much about the influence of Hecate's black magic."

Alfonso chuckled for a moment, noncommittal about this, but talked about another thing,
"I heard that Imrik plans to build a library named after his great ancestor in Tal Khaled, and also establish a comprehensive magic academy."

Teclis nodded, indicating that it was true,
"This magic academy will be led by the Flame Tower, as a supplement to the lack of flame mages in Caledon."

Alfonso snorted disdainfully, "As for that old bastard Ronin, what kind of students can he teach? In the end, they are all a group of battle mages who go to the battlefield, and they are a group of deformed children when they start research."

Teclis didn't take this passage. Although he really wanted to help this magic academy, the research on the Vengeance Singularity in the past few years has left him no time to focus on the control of the White Tower of Hoeth.

Stay in the Mage Tower at all times except for necessary meetings.

Alfonso put down the newspaper, looked at Teclis who had always remained calm, his gray eyes gradually glowed strangely.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Belanar is quite interested in some of Caledor's knowledge, and he may not mind being a specially-appointed professor to train a group of students who are good at research for Imrik."

These words made Teclis look at Alfonso twice. Although the Chosen of Hoth had a good relationship with Imrik, he always stuck to the position of the former chief swordsman of Hoth.

The communication between Saffrey and Caledor is always point-to-point, providing him with magical support, treating the wounded and other innocuous things.

As for Bellanar, Teclis, who was familiar with his teacher's temper, knew that his desire for knowledge was extremely high, and he would not mind Alfonso making this decision for him.

As for Imrik, he would definitely not refuse a long-established high wizard from Ulthuan to join him. Slann's spellcasting ability is powerful, but it is always a lizardman, not an elf.

But this premise is why Alfonso made such a decision.

Alfonso, who seemed to have guessed what Teclis was thinking, did not explain too much, and only used one sentence to explain why he supported it,

"For the future of the race, we will have to make a choice sooner or later. I hope you and Imrik can prove me right."

Teclis didn't care what was hidden in Alfonso's words, he just nodded lightly in agreement with this matter. Guessing is useless, and the result will always be understood at the last moment.

(End of this chapter)