Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 557 Akhan in front of the Fortress

The boundless army of undead is driving in the dark land. Even the craziest orc tribes have chosen to escape along the way. The chaotic dwarf sentinels hidden in the caves of the mountains sent back information, but even the slave masters who are extremely hungry for slaves, Give up these best labors too.

The undead army starting from Nagashiza has gathered many years of Arkhan's hard work, including skeleton warriors, undead riders, skull-headed Ushabit sculptures, tomb giant crabs lurking under the yellow sand, and sphinxes guarding the royal tombs. sculptures, and the sacred titan that makes a roaring sound as it walks.

Arkhan, who was driving the chariot drawn by four nightmare horses, was thinking in his mind, what is the success rate of this trip?

"I can feel that the master's relic is approaching...but Neferata may be blocking it secretly."

"And the choice of sacrifice is not yet determined. The Son of Caledor Dragon is a good choice. He must bear the blessings of the gods carried by Imrik. Whether it is the so-called father of dragons or Vaal, he can be a A suitable substitute...but the best sacrifice must be the offspring of the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen..."

Akhan knew in his heart that the two most suitable sacrifices are actually Imrik and Magnus. As long as the resurrected master's artifacts are matched, the two are already powerful and abnormally strong and the blessings of the gods , I am afraid that other sacrifices can be omitted.

But this is just an idea, even the Lich King is not sure to win anyone, not to mention that the two are the leaders of a huge force.

Caution and trickery, this is what he has learned from dealing with Settra for so long.

He tried to take a breath of the air in the dark place that had a strong smell of sulfur and bruises. Even though the non-physical gas entered his body that had been decaying for a long time, it still made him feel disgusted.

Chaos believers are always so disgusting, not only disturbing the living, but also changing the silent kingdom of the dead. I really don't know how Neferita adapts to this terrible environment.

But it doesn't matter, because he will soon see the queen of Lahmia again.

The non-stop march lasted for several days, and Akhan saw the dwarf fortress standing between the two mountains. Compared with the fortresses that were as stubborn and hard as the inhabitants in his impression, this place looked much more gloomy.

The spacious iron door was engraved with various dark runes. He keenly felt that the souls of many creatures were bound here. He patrolled the outside of the mountain fort day and night, forming a natural protective net to eternally protect Queen Lamia.

The guard standing at the door has been waiting for a long time. They are also from Nehekhara, but they are in great contrast to Akhan's skeleton-only appearance. The army of the demon king.

"Lich King, the queen has been waiting for you for a long time. I hope you can respond to this gift with appropriate etiquette."

Arkhan grinned a little, if only a skeletal face could do that.

The corresponding etiquette refers to the time when he was imprisoned in Lahmia thousands of years ago. It seems that this faceless vampire doesn't know how to respect the chief servant of the Necromancer.

His skeleton bent his right foot and landed gently on the ground. He treated the guard as air and strolled towards the closed door.

The vampire, who was still arrogant at first, withdrew his gaze. This was just a small test, to find out Akhan's attitude during this trip, but with the current appearance, it seemed to be within the expected range of the Queen.

But when Akhan passed by him, the guard wanted to keep a close eye on this dangerous man, but found that his sensitive feet were as stiff as lead, and his body lost control.

The tip of the long black hair scattered on his shoulders suddenly turned into dust. He tried his best to call Akhan to stop his spells, but he couldn't even make a sound. With the limbs facing the body as the center, this name was regarded as abandoned. Zi's ​​guard turned into a cloud of dust, blown by the wind of the mountains, leaving only air in place.

The remaining guards were all in high spirits. They did not see any spell-casting actions by Arkhan, but they turned a warrior who had recently gained a lot of fame into dust.

Arkhan arrived at the door and waited quietly. He knew that Neferata especially likes to play tricks to test her, but this trip has an important purpose, and playing with the Blood Queen is not part of this trip.

A male vampire who looked familiar came to Akhan, raised his hand and bowed in a Nehekhara classical court etiquette, with a very humble tone,
"The Lich King, please."

The door opened with the sound of heavy iron locks being pulled. Many defensive magic devices used by vampires and Nehekhara were placed in front of the checkpoint. Several Ushabit sculptures holding big bows stood silently on the wall. More than a dozen vehicles were made of bones and wood. There are many bones lying beside the screaming catapult built.

And in some dark holes, ballistas that belonged to the dwarves were placed, and after being used by the undead, they became a remarkable weapon.

If an intruder thinks that there is no danger here, he may turn into a corpse and then a slave the second he enters.

Akhan stood on the spot, waiting for the door to be fully opened, showing no fear of the weapons pointed at him.

He has a serious ideological conflict with Neferata. The vampire betrayed the Lord of the Undead during the decisive battle between Nagash and Sigmar. Except for the undead who have no self-awareness, no one wants to have a psychopath who controls life and death above their heads. as a boss.

And this betrayal is very likely to be guided by Neferita, the proud Queen Lahmia is not prepared to welcome a lifeless world...

"Please." After the guard finished speaking, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared. No one could guess the queen's thoughts, but everyone only needed to obey.

Akhan took a step forward. He knew where Neferita was. No matter how far away he was, he could vaguely feel it. In the final analysis, he was largely responsible for the birth of the vampire species.

The deadly poison of the sphinx, the life elixir of the second creation, and the blood of the Lich King, which is immortal, together make this world a new race.

The Ushabit sculpture embedded in the wall suddenly made a sound, and layers of ash fell from the body made of rock, but it quickly returned to a deathly calm.

As the chief servant of the Necromancer, he was the first to study the power of the Nehekhara gods. It can only be said that it is easy to stop a few sculptures that are not maintained by reliable ancient tomb technicians.

The white bones leaning against the Screaming Skull Catapult turned into dust, and the magic trap hidden under his feet completely lost its effect. Only a few crossbow bolts were successfully fired, but they were knocked away by Akhan's blood-red energy bombs.

After walking through this seemingly peaceful death camp, Arkhan sighed in his heart,

"It's still such a boring trick, how long can you continue the carnival..."

(End of this chapter)