Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 673: Virtual and Real vs. Itaza Rock

During the short intermission, everyone was discussing how to deal with the albino lizard who suddenly came out.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is not that the Imperial Knight is too weak, but that the lizard man is too terrifying. The playing field has been reinforced with magic and is as hard as granite to avoid having to repair it every time it plays.

But even so, the big white lizard made one-third of the field unusable with one attack.

"Who wants to try with the Great White Lizard?" Imrik asked the Flame Knight beside him with interest. He usually looks like the eldest son of the Dragon Father, the second eldest son of the Prince, and the third eldest brother among us. But when he meets a really arrogant guy , I won’t be timid anymore.

Creon gritted his teeth and was about to say I'll go, but was stopped by a Hoth Sword Master.

This ugly-looking swordsman is none other than Asul, who defeated Prince Oud a few days ago. Unlike the big swords used by other Hoth believers, he seems to be better at one-handed swords and half-handed swords.

"Follow the rules."

Tyrion is also somewhat curious about lizardmen. Although he encountered some when he was looking for the Sun Sword in Lustria, he didn't have much contact with them in general. As long as he didn't deliberately provoke them, they were relatively peaceful.

He would certainly not be able to compete with the albino lizard simply by relying on strength, but he had never been one to win by relying on brute force.

"Very well, I appreciate your courage, Creon. Give this warrior my joy of fire." Imric handed Tyrion a joyful weapon. If you use it with him, The standard long sword he carries, let alone the defense of the Generation Shield, may not even be able to cut through the muscle tissue of the Great White Lizard.

The joy of fire?Why is this name so strange?

Although Tyrion was confused, he still took over the weapon and used the Sun Flame Sword as a template to create a superb magic sword that was still usable.

Creon had a somewhat compassionate look in his eyes and patted the Sword Master Hos on the shoulder to persuade him earnestly.

"Don't hold on, losing is not a big deal, life is important."

After a short period of repair, mainly due to the intervention of Tigris, the place that was cracked by the big white lizard quickly returned to its original state.

The Archmage was not standing on the field, and seemed to be overlooking the entire game from an invisible corner, but the voice indicating the start was immediately heard,
"The second game, the Sotek Cult versus the Ulthuan Embassy."

There were still dull footsteps, and the big white lizard appeared with fearful eyes. All those present were people who had experienced many hardships, but facing this giant rock made of flesh and blood, they all had some doubts in their hearts whether they could survive the blow.

Tear apart a giant dragon with your hands may be the only way to describe this power.

In contrast, an inconspicuous elf walked over with a long sword. Compared to the nervous expression of the imperial knight just now, he was undoubtedly much more relaxed.

No communication was needed. Grok still followed the same method as before, jumping, charging and raising his shield in one go.

But the speed is happier than before, the frequency and speed of both feet trampling the ground are the same.

Of course, Tyrion would not force the charge with his face. This would be too stupid and not in line with Asur's fighting style.

He dodged lightly, escaping the impact of the Shield of Generations by a hair's breadth. The long sword in his hand slashed through it, sending out a string of sparks at the shield.

However, he did not dodge the sledgehammer attack that followed. Instead, he found a weak point - the white claw holding the metal handle.

The design of the weapon with the center of gravity of the hammer forward determines that it cannot be as flexible as a sword. Swinging it out is a decision and there is no way to repent.

Tyrion used the Joy of Fire to cut a blood stain on the palm of the great white lizard, followed the arc-like sword movement and struck the hammer handle. He exerted his body strength and used the sword blade to push away the Urumak sledgehammer, allowing the great white lizard to attack. The landing point is offset and used as a defense.This newly exposed hand made everyone pay great attention to Asul. When he avoided the shield impact to the right, he had already thought of his second action, whether it was to immediately disconnect the following sledgehammer, or to carry out Counterattack is all under control.

Only Odd is thinking about something with his arms crossed. This Asul is said to be the Sword Master of Hoth. From the previous competition, he felt that the fighting method is very different from that of Saffrey. It is not about winning steadily. , but to seek victory in danger.

Some of the subtle moves during the action reminded him of an old friend who had been dead for a long time, Colin Lion Sword.

Although it was just a guess, he vaguely felt that this person was Tyrion, Colin's student. He glanced at Imrik who was commenting on the subtleties of the sword, and Odd thought to himself.

I really don’t know what he is going to do, gathering so many people.

Back to the game, Tyrion's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, his steps were flexible, and he made full use of his agility and skills to fight with the big white lizard.

After several trials, the war lord analyzed that most of the lizard people's battles relied on experience and intuition, rather than hard training.

He began to intentionally use deceptive tactics, and would always use his half-swung sword to get a gap, then twist his wrist and change the direction, leaving a scar on the big white lizard's body.

But the big white lizard is not a beast. The ancient blood warrior is just too lazy to use his brain, not stupid.

After knowing that the enemy was difficult to deal with quickly, he also became more cautious. The Shield of Generations was no longer a purely offensive weapon. After the green shimmer appeared, a city wall appeared.

The two of them reached a stalemate in the match. Tyrion only relied on the sword in his hand, even if he swung it into an airtight sword net or seized the opportunity to stab violently, he was unable to cause considerable damage to the big white lizard.

The Shield of Generations, which has been struck countless times, still stands, but if it tries to make progress, it will be smashed to pieces by the swift sledgehammer.

He didn't believe that this weapon was comparable to the page hammer in the hand of the Druchi Cold Lizard Knight. I was afraid that if he was hit once, his plan for this trip would be ruined.

Tyrion stopped attacking and stared at the glimmer of light on the Shield of Generations. This shield was too difficult to deal with, but it must be dealt with, otherwise it would not be possible to win.

Provoke him, it's just a beast.

But what was unexpected was that no matter how many times Tyrion made attacks that were only intended to cause wounds rather than seek harm, the big white lizard remained unmoved and counterattacked calmly and calmly without the slightest hint of anger.

And on the albino scales of Grok, the scars that were first cut have begun to recover, as if all the actions just now were in vain.

Damn it, this is a nemesis, I can't break this turtle shell.

He glanced at Imric behind him and found that he was laughing and applauding the game, so he knew that he had been tricked.

The exquisite equipment in his hand should be able to deal with this kind of duel, but the sudden appearance of a large white lizard outside the specifications has already determined that this game cannot proceed according to common sense.

Tyrion sighed helplessly, and gave the last blow. If it had no effect, then admit defeat. Anyway, the loser was not the war lord Tyrion, but the unknown soldier of Sulfrien.

This time, Tyrion tensed his body, put the joy of living on the side of his legs, and attacked the big white lizard with an upward slash.

The bright circular arc was cut off, and the Great White Lizard's Urumak sledgehammer attacked Tyrion's head with an unstoppable force, whether it was the hammer face or the hammer handle.

This time, the elves will die.

(End of this chapter)