Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

The time for the convening of the Great Council became elusive due to Aragir's deliberate delay.

This makes many people think that Caledo is still finalizing the drafting of the constitution and it will take a long time to get a satisfactory answer.

Countries are busy competing for political influence, focusing their attention on Ulthuan, allowing the undercurrent to rise in the north.

Time will tell what the final result will be, and what the elves lack most is time.

But for the dwarves exploring Lustria, time passed extremely long.

“Is that tree talking?”

An anvil guard broke the silence and looked warily at the unknown tree that was more than thirty meters high beside him. The dwarf from Iron Peak Castle lived in a deep mountain cave all year round and was just beginning to be interested in the forest.

But as they go deeper, the Caledor elves give out antidote potions again and again, use unknown methods to drive away poisonous insects, communicate with talking trees, and the extremely hot and humid environment, all of which make the dwarves feel that this place is uninhabitable.

The anvil guard who was leaving did not answer his colleagues who spoke. Everything he could see was green, and this had been going on for nearly a month. Talking trees?Even a stone can talk, which is normal for Lustria.

As the leader, Torek felt deeply that the morale of his men was low. Dwarfs are naturally patient, but this is for handicrafts and mines. From time to time, poisonous red ants crawl onto their beards while sleeping, and just one bite can be fatal. The threat really makes people feel urgent.

The rune master asked loudly the pointed ears of the leader,

"How long until we get to Hesiota."

Ashborn pointed at the pterosaurs flying in an orderly manner above his head, "Hurry up, we have almost arrived at the outpost of Hesiota. Keep your people under control, especially the gold-loving patients, so that they don't make any noise."

"I don't need your reminder. I will only have some exchanges with Lord Slann. The warriors of the Mountain Kingdom will never give a thought to Hesiota's things."

The word "slap in the face at the speed of light" may also be used to describe Torek and his team. From the initial disdain for the lizard man's architecture, to being a little surprised by the unusually wide passage inside, they then saw the magnificent and unusual Southern Star Pyramid from a thousand meters away. At that time, there was a sense of doubt in the heart, and finally the greed of the time when the temple door was made of pure gold and precious stones.

As a master of runes, Torek was naturally not interested in items such as gold and gems, but what surprised him even more was the various wonderful and unusual buildings in the city.

The garden is floating in the air, with several house-sized stones surrounding it like stars over the moon, flying in an orderly manner according to the golden ratio.

There are spiritual obelisks all over the city, and the strong wind of magic condensed on them can be vaguely felt by the dwarfs with their demon-hating physiques.

The dwarves coming from the city gate received several different looks, including the curiosity of the skink, the confusion of the monitor lizard, and the vigilance of the lizard.

as well as……

Summoned by Lord Slann.

The temple guard led the dwarf forward. When he came to the foot of the pyramid, he dropped his halberd and lowered his head to stare at the Son of Stone, as if waiting for something.

Torek secretly sweated. Although he had heard a lot of rumors about the lizard people, they said they were a cold-blooded and ruthless race. Except for the skin lizards who could barely communicate, the other two creatures may not have any IQ and intelligence. Emotional intelligence.

Since you can't figure out what the lizard man is thinking, find someone who does.

"Pointy Ears, what are the Lizardmen going to do?"

Ashborn shrugged and pointed to the highly vigilant anvil guard behind Rune Master, "Lord Mazdamudi doesn't like outsiders. This is the Southern Star Pyramid where he sits." "Don't use riddles." Lake knew very well that elves like to use vague words, allowing people to guess concepts. Even if they are wrong, they can still say that it is the fault of others, so as to get rid of responsibility.

"You go up alone."

"Alone? Walk up?" Torek even asked two questions. The guards were not allowed to follow him, so that was all.

However, the architectural style of the lizard people was built according to their racial characteristics. Each step is [-] centimeters long. It is impossible for a dwarf to climb to the top of the pyramid in a graceful manner.

As soon as these words came out, the anvil guards who had been accompanying Torek for many years grumbled and complained. This was simply an insult to the blacksmith of Iron Peak Castle. Even the High King needed to entertain the Rune Master well.

How could a race with a big frog as its leader have the right to use this method?

Torek tightened the strap of the small altar on his back, recalling what Bruni said before leaving. What is dangerous in Lustria is not the terrifying and abnormal ecological environment.

It's about whether the dwarves can change and put down their posture to communicate with the lizard people.

"Enough!" Torek yelled angrily, stopping the chattering longbeards behind him, placing the small altar on the ground, unlocking the rune seal, and taking out the vibranium plaque.

No matter what, Lord Slann should be able to give an answer, and that's enough.

The rune master held up the vibranium plaque with his left hand and placed it above his heart. He held down the steps with his right hand to help his body climb up. Each step seemed particularly strenuous, but it was also full of piety.

The Southern Star Pyramid, built based on stargazing prophecies, is the highest theoretically man-made building can reach, with a length of one thousand meters.

Torek also saw the stars rising in the night sky and saw the movement of the moon, but in his heart at this time, he only had one thought, to find the origin of the dwarves.

Finally, as a long time passed, Torek climbed to the top with some fatigue, full of hope, intending to let Lord Slann explain where the dwarf gods had gone.

But what came face to face was a large red-skinned frog sleeping with its eyes closed. Its cheeks and belly were rising and falling with its breathing. The extraordinarily loud snoring showed that Lord Slann was sleeping soundly.

At this moment, Torek almost threw the important relic in his hand onto the big red-skinned frog's face. His already excited face began to turn red, as if he was very angry.

Master Ma is sleeping. This is an inside joke among the lizard people. The Lord of Sun City has not had a good rest for a long time because the hot-blooded cub is too troublesome.

Closing your eyes is just for meditation and stargazing, waiting for the arrival of the dwarves.

The strange and unusual spiritual communication broke the dwarves' natural aversion to demons, and a heavy and somewhat unclear voice suddenly appeared in Torek's mind.

It's not Imperial or Dwarvish, it's a language I've never heard of before, but I can still understand what it means.

"The City of Six Temples, the Hall of Illusions at the End."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big red-skinned frog turned into a white light and left, and in front of Torek, a golden plate appeared at some unknown time.

Taking note of Lord Slann's words, Torek picked up the golden plate, and a symbol obviously using the sun as a symbol was engraved on it. The halo simulated by the lines seemed to be able to detect the light with the naked eye, and the center was like a rolling fire. The sun is even more scorching.

Rune of destruction and wrath...?
No, it will never be that simple, temperature, power, sunshine, purification, protection, order... (End of this chapter)