Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Iron Wolf, who stood side by side with Masino at the embassy window, couldn't help sighing when he saw the zombie dragon shrouded in moonlight and carrying a vampire on its back.
"Oh, this guy can be figured out, but I spent a lot of time looking for it."

Masno remained silent, staring fixedly at the zombie dragon that was full of flies in its shell above the city. All the gorgeous scales fell off, leaving only the dark red muscles weakly attached to the bones.

The evil blue flames in the eye sockets indicate that it is completely under the control of vampires, without a shred of self-consciousness.

The wooden window couldn't bear the strength of the champion warrior, and it creaked. He whispered,

"I'm going to kill her. You are going to send a spell to bring the Flame Knight who is waiting in the court."

"This is not in line with our previous plan. If you make a move now, it may cause misunderstandings by the Patriotic Army, although the so-called 'general' has misunderstood us enough." Iron Wolf scratched his face with his hands curiously, he I don't have much affection for dragons, but it's not difficult to kill a vampire.

"I would have shot as Marsayr, not Masnow."

"Okay, okay, the angel of death brought death to the vampire again, this is really a good story." Iron Wolf shrugged and said that it was done, who made the person next to him the second in command of the army.

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Jacqueline was a little excited, riding a zombie dragon flying above the embassy called the Dragon Kingdom, and capturing a group of barbarian soldiers who were trying to resist the dark kingship, which made her feel satisfied for a long time.

With a very morbid meaning, she glanced at the embassy with only two rooms with lights in her black eyes, and licked her sexy lips.

After the 'General' is captured, the Caledor embassy will also be destroyed. Even if the Dragon Prince brought the dragon to the old world, he would only become an obedient puppet with a few newly dead dragons.

After a brief psychological hint, Jacqueline commanded the flying behemoth below her to rush towards the terrified barbarians in the street. Not only did the Guardsmen know how to behead, but Lahmia was also good at "beheading".

As for the streets below, Laskoll, smoking a cigarette, asked the guards standing guard with oversized muskets,

"Which one do you think is more powerful, this zombie dragon, or those black dragons like Drucci?"

The guard looked a little nervous, but I'm afraid it was just to numb the vampire overhead.

He showed a wry smile and a sneering face, "I don't know, but I only know one thing, she will die again soon."

Raskol shrugged and exhaled. He didn't expect the Lamian vampires to be so easy to deceive. He thought that the so-called scheming family was so smart that they didn't realize such a simple separation and temptation.

There are many mortal officers under Plotin, who have been risking their lives to send information to the National Guard Army. After the vampire knight entered the city, he has been paying attention to the movement of the catacombs, trying to use several secret passages to form a front and rear flanking attack, so as to decimate the port defenders. wiped out.

After he knew that all the elite commandos of the National Defense Army had gathered to enter the secret passage, he would definitely lead someone to cut off one of the general's arms.

The Lahmia vampire, who has actual control over the undead, must have known the news, so the general will be used as a human bait to go from the port to the Caledonian embassy near the central square.

"It's time to breathe, prepare to disperse." The guard's words reminded the general, dropped the cigarette in his mouth, and started to run out of the center of the breath.

It's not that he hasn't dealt with giant dragons before, at least Drucci's black dragon looks a lot more oppressive than these zombie dragons.

A mass of black breath mixed with green mist suddenly protruded, and a large amount of poisonous gas gushed out on the ground. A few weeds that were too close were only located at the edge, and they accidentally touched the diffused gas, and immediately turned yellow withered.

"It's not dead?!" Jacqueline felt a bit of surprise in her heart. You must know that when facing a giant beast, the fear in the human heart will stop involuntarily. Even if the zombie dragon is dead, it is still a giant dragon.

Moreover, the time it took for the breath to reach the ground was less than ten seconds, they were able to dodge the attack so quickly.

The vampire suddenly sensed that this was a conspiracy. The guards who were originally terrified suddenly changed their expressions and became extremely calm. They raised several thigh-thin muskets and aimed at the sky.

She suddenly sneered, these Mrs. Kisley thought they could turn the situation around with gunpowder weapons, but they didn't know that the night was the home of vampires.

Several unique hunting cannons aimed at the flying zombie dragons. These weapons called hunting cannons were so called to avoid suspicion. They were designed to fight against giant flying beasts, that is, Druzzi's black dragon. .

The silver-white iron pillar with a diameter of forty centimeters flew straight out, and its speed turned into a silver-white shadow in the dark night.

But the vampire's body cannot be guessed according to common sense, and its keen vision is enough to be called the lord of the night. When Jacqueline saw the iron pillar flying out, she was ready to use magic to deal with the enemy.

A purple-black vortex suddenly appeared in front of the Zombie Dragon, and the strong storm sucked the shells into it, unable to rotate counterclockwise.

"General."

There is no need for the guards to remind, the general already knows that the beast hunting cannon has lost its effect. This thing is effective against some fear lords with black dragon mounts, but facing a vampire lord who has served Neferita for thousands of years, it may still be It's a bit short.

Spit out a mouthful of smoky spittle, Lasker came out from the darkness, looked up at the gorgeous vampire on the back of the zombie dragon, and called loudly,

"How about a deal."

"Mortal, what qualifications do you have to make a deal with the midnight dignitaries? You tortured so many of my lovely daughters to death, and you still want to live!"

Raskol opened his fingers and counted, "One, two, three..."

After finding that the calculation was a little unclear, I could only raise my head again, with a helpless expression on my face, "Sorry, I don't know how many vampires died in the hands of the Wei Guojun, although they are all pretty, but the Wei Guojun They are all normal men who are not interested in dead people, so they can only be thrown in prison to see if those condemned prisoners dare to touch them."

Feeling this obvious irritation, Jacqueline smiled, but it was extremely cruel.

This is a layout to lure himself, attracting Plotin's attention to the catacombs, and letting the general act as a bait, thinking that he can get rid of himself with these elven gunpowder weapons, and then drag the zombie dragon to the Caledor embassy.

She clapped her hands and called out, "Come out, my pets."

Following the master's command, several bloodthirsty sky ghosts appeared from the dark tower, flying in front of the zombie dragon, using flesh and blood as cover.

Scarlet light began to appear in Jacqueline's hands, and the power of Nagash's gaze was enough to tear the fragile armor, turning him into a hoarse and writhing wretch.

"Unfortunately, your elf master will not save you, and I will not let you surrender, die here, mortals who think they can save the world!"

There was a look of interest in Lasker's eyes. He must be confident if he dared to come here.

Although the strength of the iron wolf is not clear, he still has some ideas about what the other two humans with the same name look like. Killing this vampire is by no means a problem.

"Oh, it's a pity, you may die again." The words from behind made Jacqueline a little terrified.

A person wearing a gray silk hood appeared on the back of the zombie dragon at some point, holding two deadly curved swords in his hands.

Before she could react, the two cold lights had become the final image. (end of this chapter)