Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Wandering on the vast ocean makes people forget how long time has passed, only feel that the light refracted by the sun on the sea is so dazzling, and the breath when the wind blows over the sea is a bit hot.

But the retired old mage became more and more interested in the lizard, not only because of the aura, but also because of Taibok.

For the Lizardmen, magic can sometimes be equated with divine arts, especially for the Old Sage who controls the wind of magic, and the manifestation of his divine power is magic.

This has a great overlap with the theory of divine magic and magic that he is currently researching. If it weren't for the accompanying Sun Legion to guard, the old mage could already be called an academic colleague with the dinosaur.

When he saw the bustling pier in Marienburg, Bellanar, who knew that the trip would soon be over, sighed, and said to Imrik who was waiting for someone,
"I often think that there are many strange things in Kale. I didn't expect that your mage is not good at magic research. Instead, a dinosaur is proficient in various spells. Even the high-level magic that is unique to Slann is involved, which makes people suspicious. Did Caledo exchange brains for force?"

Imric still maintains the necessary respect for his son's court teacher. Although Belannar has taught people like Teclis, his teacher's quality is still excellent. This is reflected in the Amulet of Hoth that Eltharion carries with him. You can see it.

"In a sense, you are right. Being able to play is the most important thing. Other things can be considered later."

"Forget it, if there is a chance, I want to go to Lustria once."

"Of course, this is your freedom, but this matter will be discussed later."

Bellanar was silent for a long time, not about Lustria, but what happened next,
"The Book of Nagash is not something worth guarding. The White Tower of Hoth found a volume a long time ago, but it was quickly returned to Nehekhara. The relics of the Necromancer not only carried him power, and evil will.”

"I never had the idea of ​​the Book of Nagash. Caledon doesn't need this kind of evil thing to increase his strength. The dead should lie obediently in the cemetery instead of looking for trouble for the living all over the world."

Imric put his hand on the hilt of the sword. The important prop for this trip is the Book of Nagash. This evil plaything has two functions. First, it brings Arkhan and Manfred out, and secondly, it It is to prevent Nagash from resurrecting.

The Eight Winds plan is completely Lilith's escape plan. Since the wind of death will not escape, the significance of the Lord of the Dead against Chaos will be greatly reduced. What's more, his daughter may be targeted as a sacrifice. This thing must be Take it away.

"I hope you understand what you are doing, and it is best to keep it in a safe place, but no matter how strong the seal is, Nagash still has a way to influence people's minds." Belanar seemed a little worried, and stopped Excessive exploration of power is also a teacher's responsibility.

"If Caledor lacks experience in the custody of such evil things, I may be able to ask the Council of Archmages to place them in the basement of the White Tower of Hoeth..."

Imric turned his head and received a pair of sincere eyes. He secretly said that the old mage was indeed not like his two students. After that, one was more ruthless than the other. Even someone like him who had not much relationship with him was willing to reach out. Helping hand.

"No need for that, I have found an extremely safe place, and its custodian will never be influenced by Nagash, or the situation will be reversed."

The old mage thought for a moment. In the safest place, the custodian would not be affected by Nagash, and would even reverse his will. A possibility appeared in his mind.

"Great whirlpool..."

"That's right, I'm going to send the Book of Nagash into the Maelstrom. If the Necromancer's ability is comparable to that of the Chaos Gods, it will be useless no matter where he puts it." Belanar felt that Naga I'm afraid he has met the nemesis. If other people say to send things into the maelstrom, as the person who knows this super magic best in the world, he doesn't think there is such a possibility.

But Imrik is a little uncertain, maybe there is a way to send it in.

"Then you'd better tell Teclis first to avoid misunderstandings from the Council of Archmages. Isle of Death is a restricted area. Even you..." Belannar just wanted to say that he would be lost because of the dream, but when he thought of Im With Rick's strength, I am afraid that no one can stop him even if he forcibly breaks in.

The most powerful guardians are their ancestors, so there is no obstacle in this forbidden area.

"Well, I'll let you know in advance."

After the waiting people came up from the hanging basket, Imric stopped communicating and looked at Davian who was carrying an iron suitcase.

Davian saluted the prince first, and then greeted Bellanal, his eyes twitched slightly, asking if he should explain it here.

After receiving an affirmative reply, the Dragon Prince held up the suitcase, his complexion looked extremely serious compared to his previous indecency, and there were many bloodshot eyes in Wei Ran's eyes.
"The two volumes of the Book of Nagash are in it. Three days ago, because of the sudden explosion of a strong breath of death, I had no choice but to open it with your blood. It took a long time to calm it down."

Ignoring Belannar's surprise at hearing the word blood, Imrik took the suitcase, drew his sword and cut open his finger, letting the bright red liquid drip.

There was a crack in the iron box that couldn't be found, and a lot of black smoke came out from it under the scorching sun. It had no special smell, but it could kill a living person in just a few seconds.

"Surrender to me, and you will gain endless power."

"I am Nagash, the master of the dead, the master of the black pyramid, the king of Khemri, the tyrant of endless yellow sand..."

"The gods submit to my power, the living die in the dark, and the kingdom of silence will come soon!"

Countless murmurs appeared with the black smoke, and the curse of hatred became real. The power of the Book of Nagash was far less powerful than the Crown of Necromancers. The artifact that made a green boy a warlord was once a queen of Sigmar. The source of half a lifetime of pain.

But even if it was just a book recording necromancy, the other two people present immediately used defensive magic to resist. This had nothing to do with fear. No one wanted to have an unpleasant smell of death on their bodies.

Bellanar, who cast Bright Wind defensive magic, glanced at Davian in surprise. The Dragon Prince actually only cast defensive magic on himself, without providing the prince with any means of protection.

Thinking it was due to the young man's recklessness, the old mage planned to expand the magic range to prevent Imrik from being affected, but what happened next surprised him.

Imrik withdrew his long sword, took out two papyrus books from the iron box, and held them tightly with his palms. Those consciousnesses that were still emitting curses wailed and prayed to let go. (end of this chapter)