Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 665 Under magic, everyone is equal

It is Imrik's consistent rule to hit someone in the face first. Knock the person down first, which will make it easier to talk.

Especially for some races that are proud of their force, they cannot be polite. If they don't win over them, they will definitely not be able to talk properly.

Even the stubborn lizard-men, who knew nothing about social rules, sent Ku Jia to test their strength when they first met.

When there was no response to the warm greetings to the King of Bretonnia, Imric turned to Tigris and said,

"It seems he doesn't like standing on the ground to communicate."

"We always have a way to make people equal." Teclis made a pun to explain that the King of Bretonnia was just a human being. He ignored Lilith's advice in his ears and raised the staff that symbolized the power of the Moon Maiden. An improved single-eight storm followed the trend.

Dark clouds were gathering, lightning was thundering, and strong winds were gathering from all directions. Perhaps most of the energy here was controlled by the Saint of Bretonnia and the mages of Athel Loren, but for the Supreme Mage, this was nothing. On what?
Unlike Creon who fought hard for a long time, Teclis only cast a spell once, and the Bretonnian knight who seemed to be the leader was in trouble.

The vulture has never drunk the water of the Holy Grail. When its wings cannot flap to resist the whirlwind coming around it, it turns into a miserable savage beast.

"I like this statement." Imrik shrugged and praised Teclis. Teddy who was on the right track was simply the light of Ulthuan. He was proficient in diplomacy, research, fighting, and fire-fighting. He was a good comrade.

The changes made the Holy Grail Knights become extremely fanatical, and the son of Bretonnia actually fell from the sky by the evil spell of the elves. This was a great shame for the lady.

Thinking that the battle in the sky above him was almost over, Imric took the initiative to connect to Sotek.
"So what did that bitch say."

"Leaving the territory of Bretonnia and vowing never to set foot there really amused me. She may really feel a sense of crisis now."

"Isn't that right? You stinking snake, Master Ke, and the ancestor dragon tamer are all staring at her."

"Don't forget, when you scold me, you are scolding yourself."

"Then I have to scold you and get out of here, otherwise I'll treat Master Ma to red-crowned skink and snake soup later."

Imrik, who was coughing twice, waited for a while and found that the vulture was still lying half-dead on the ground. The king with a mustache was still calming his emotions. It seemed that there was nothing more to say, so let's do it.

He said in a voice that everyone could hear clearly, with helplessness and regret,

“Okay, okay, a long time ago, I made a decision and said something, thinking that this world is waiting for Asul to be dominated again.

But in the great holy war, I witnessed other races also having valuable honors and sacrifices, so I gave up this idea.He believes that as long as they share common beliefs, even humans can find some bright spots in them and try not to judge them with past prejudices. "

"But these Bretonnians who don't understand etiquette and respect have offended me, the Dragon Court and Caledor, and the ambassadors who represent the will of the Phoenix King. Son of Ulthuan, tell me, I What should be done!”

"Destroy them!"

"Then." Imric sneered and raised the dragon horn from his waist. As long as this deep voice echoed in his ears, everyone should understand one thing. Caledor will destroy all enemies!
The deep roar of the dragon horn swelled out as the user blew, and the familiar sound made the flame knights feel a ball of flame burning in their hearts. After witnessing Creon's strangeness, everyone was eager to get attention, and The opportunity is now.

Holding the Star Lance flat in front of his chest, Imric aimed at the vulture and the King of Bretonnia on the vulture's back, his bloodthirsty eyes gushing out again.A picture suddenly flashed through his mind. It was the scene of Malekith being rescued by the flames of the platinum phoenix. It was also the biggest failure in his life!

"Bring me victory, charge!"

Mortellius is no longer laughing and playing. The body wrapped in horse armor strikes like a sharp arrow, and the sound of footsteps rushes forward like thunder. It can feel the bloodthirst in its master's heart, and it is also happy to be in this bloodthirsty state. Tread the bloody road.

Imrik, who was the first to attack, didn't care about the so-called formation. When the low whistle of the dragon's horn was still echoing in his ears, he had already reached the center of the open space, far away from the escort behind him.

He could clearly see the solemn expression on the face of the mustached king, and saw every line on the sword-wielding lion's shield, as well as the golden light that enveloped him. The golden light seemed to be mocking him, and everything he did was in vain.

"Die, bastard!"

A roar made the soldiers at the rear charge even faster. The spear tip of the Star Lance turned black, carrying the eternal anger of the dragon. A disconnected dragon prince seemed to turn into a group of dragons charging, crushing all enemies. .

Green light, a green light suddenly appeared in front of the King of Bretonnia. The knight who emerged from the green light raised the Sword of Suffering and said in a hoarse voice,

"Stop...elf..."

"Green Knight? That's fine, it's you today." Imric did not hesitate to let Mortellius change the target to the Green Knight. The hot tip of the star lance faced the ridiculous vine armor, and Batoni As the guardian of Asia, let's see if he has this ability.

The Green Knight showed no fear. He swung his sword towards the ground, and a crack appeared from the ground. A mist emitted from it, gradually forming an illusory shape.

The knights of the lake who only appear in legends are guarding the front, preparing to withstand a devastating charge for the young man.

Teclis signaled the charging infantry to stop, especially the emotional Odd. The goal had been achieved at this moment, and Imric's current actions had a clear sense of venting his anger.

No matter how he fights, facing the Holy Grail Knight, his side will inevitably suffer casualties. This is his rule not to do unnecessary things.

As for the Flame Knight who is still charging?Let them go. Anyway, the arrogant Dragon Prince will not obey the orders of a war criminal.

The Star Lance, which is only suitable for charge combat, was stabbed by Imric into an airtight net. Each node was an attack. When it first came into contact with the Green Knight, it pierced the eyes, neck, and other organs at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to deal with. Chest, abdomen.

But even at such a speed, the Green Knight still responded in the same way. The light of the Sword of Suffering turned into a stream of light, and the attack was neutralized by the undefeated force.

"You... there is no reason to do this... Elf." The Green Knight whispered during the battle. It seemed that he could deal with Imric's offensive with ease.

"I see that you are unhappy, and this is the reason."

Not having much interest in communicating with Lilith, the lance of the star thrust out again. This time the speed felt like it was piercing the air, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

"Emotions...should not be a king's weapon."

(End of this chapter)