Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 593 War Sacrifice
The bloody dragon seemed to notice something and suddenly stopped attacking. This made the defenders relax and thought it was over.

But he turned more violent, and his red eyes became more ferocious, truly turning blood red.

The dragon looked up to the sky and roared, the sound covering everything around it, like sound waves impacting all around. The gravel that was shaken loose by the attack fell one after another, and the crossbow arrows hit the scales together.

A giant dragon actually appeared in the World's Edge Mountains!This is contempt for Sklarzak and the most serious provocation to the dragon that has taken this towering peaks as its territory.

He no longer continues to play this kind of game with the dwarves. He can tolerate the presence of other races in the territory, but he cannot tolerate the appearance of a giant dragon.

Spreading his wings that covered the sky and covering the sun, Skalazak began to take off after the shadow briefly enveloped the mountain fortress gate. He did not smell the familiar scent of the dragon above his head. It was a completely unfamiliar feeling.

But no matter what, a heavy price must be paid. There has been no dragon flying over this land for thousands of years. This is the momentum of the Lord of the Mountains on the Edge of the Northern World.

Imrik pressed Yao Xinglong's back with his hand and said with a sarcastic tone, "He seems a little angry. Maybe you provoked him."

"Maybe he's jealous that I'm much more handsome than him and doesn't understand the elegance of a dragon." Ingersolls also sneered, but he soon became serious and began to dive towards Sklarzak who was taking off.

Relatively speaking, as a fire dragon in the tribe, he is better at breathing, and it may be difficult to match Sklarzak with physical strength alone.

Of course, he opened his huge mouth and took a deep breath. With his chest bulging high, he rushed towards the bloody dragon flying upward and said hello.

Sklarzak, who had fought many giant dragons, was well prepared. When Yao Xinglong opened his mouth to inhale, he had already made a similar action.

One purple and one red breath collided in mid-air, and strong air currents rose up at the intersection point and spread to all directions. When the conflicting magical winds met, they turned into interlaced flames and sparks falling to the ground. From a distance, they looked like fireworks. .

But in the end, the side that was good at breathing won. Amid the continuous flames, Sklarzak suddenly discovered that the blue dragon was not at a disadvantage. Instead, the purple flames kept approaching in his field of vision.

With a swollen symphony, the purple flames hit Sklarzak's body, and with the sparks and smoke, they turned into a group of fireworks in mid-air.

"This guy... isn't bad." Imrik squinted his eyes and looked at the fireworks. The breath of the Star Dragon only burned away some old scales. After they turned into ashes, a new layer of hard scales replaced them. location.

"I don't deny this statement, but if you want to tame him, you can't rely on me." Ingersolls looked relaxed, not nervous or serious because of the enemy's strength.

"Forget it, it seems I have to explain it myself."

Imric cleared his throat after communicating with the Yaoxing Dragon. He had to speak loudly when communicating with the dragon, otherwise the physiological organs that automatically filter the languages ​​​​of other races would always be in trouble.

He chose to roar loudly in dragon language, "Hey, Sklarzak, how can you be such a waste as a dragon? You only want to be a local tyrant in the world's edge mountains. You might as well join my dragon kingdom Caledor, and then there will be endless Glory awaits you."

The sound was so loud that maybe even the dwarves on the ground could hear it.

Ingersolls was full of doubts and flapped his wings to stay in the air. "How could I remember that training a dragon is not like this?"

Imric rolled his eyes, "Do you still want me to sing dragon songs to beg him? I can't lose this face, but I have Minas Nir."

Skalazak, who was wrapped in flames, flew out of the smoke range and did not start to continue attacking. After reaching the same height as the Shining Star Dragon, his eyes were fixed on the elf on his back. "Descendant of Caledor Dragon Tamer..."

"Exactly, I am Imrik, the purest descendant of Caledor Dragon Tamer, and the current dragon lord of Caledor."

The bloody dragon was silent for a while, and he could smell that smell. It was definitely not something that a normal elf could possess. It was a majesty that came from the deepest part of his bloodline.

Hidden in the elf's body is a power older than himself.

Under Imric's waiting eyes, he chose to reject the invitation.
"My tribe has no alliance with Caledor Dragon Tamer. I respect your bloodline, which comes from the oath of life and death alliance with the dragon. This time you brought the Shining Star Dragon into my territory without permission. , but only this once. Leave, Blood of Caledor."

This answer made Imrik feel normal. If Sklarzak agreed with just a few words, it would become very strange.

In terms of strength alone, this giant bloody dragon is almost the same as the Yao Xing Dragon. People in the old world often call it the Imperial Dragon. Although this name is not rigorous, it is still in line with today's environment where the wind of magic is strong. It's appropriate.

But there is no doubt that the strength of this bloody dragon is very good. Even if he has Lao Mi as a partner, he will not think it is redundant.

The dragon lord shrugged and seemed to agree with this statement, but then he roared in a deep voice, "Plamik~"

There was a hint of solemnity in Sklarzak's blood-red eyes. He did not expect that Imrik would actually launch a war ritual on him. This ancient ritual is where the challenger and the dragon fight alone. The winner is often qualified to form an alliance with him. .

Of course, this qualification is limited to the country of Caledor, which is a valuable legacy left by the dragon tamer.

"Skarazak, what do you want? I will launch a war ritual to you. I believe that with my bloodline, you have no reason to refuse."

The bloody dragon thought about it for a long time. He did not think that he was invincible, especially a weird race like elves, which would surprise the dragon. If he lost, he would accept Imric's command, and if he won, there would be no benefits.

But he still chose to accept it. Many races regard dragons as the most powerful and ferocious beasts, but they don't know that these highly intelligent creatures also have their own traditions and persistence.

On the one hand, it is the hundreds of years spent as a loser, on the other hand, it is the loss of dignity, and the latter is often chosen.

"The blood descendant of Caledor, the son of Elliotla - Sklarzak accepts this war sacrifice."

The bloody dragon cast its gaze on Yaoxing Dragon, looking forward to his answer.

Ingersolls changed his usual appearance and spoke his testimony very seriously.

"I, Ingersos, the son of Malediutu, will witness this war ceremony. The winner will receive the honor he deserves, and the loser should obey the will of the winner."

After completing some preparations for the ceremony, the three of them rushed to the nearby peak together, and the war ritual that had lasted for thousands of years would reappear in this world.

(End of this chapter)