Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 745 The final result is annihilation

Along with the Bretonnian humans and the Iron Peak Castle dwarves, there was also the Caledorian elf Elvis.

As Sotek's divine choice, his treatment was much better than the other two. A feathered serpent came from the southern Great Forest Sea, carrying bloodthirsty warriors to the west of Sotek's Spine.

Elvis felt a little comfortable feeling the wind blowing from his ears, but as the distant mountains gradually became clearer in his field of vision, his mood became heavier as he got closer to the Hall of Illusions.

In the Scarlet Pyramid, he had a brief glimpse into the future and saw two scenes.

One is Malekith sitting on the throne of the Phoenix King, next to his beloved Majesty Alarielle, the daughter of Elsa.

Everyone in the audience expressed their surrender to the Witch King, including Prince Caledor, whom he respected the most, and the war criminal Teclis.

The other one is the scene of rats flooding the world, with only five seemingly extremely fragile humans, dwarves, and elves fighting in the fallen dwarf fortress.

"No need to think about what you saw before, that is one of countless timelines." The hoarse voice of the albino snake skull pulled Elvis out of his state of deep fear.

Shaking his head and feeling ridiculous about his state, Malekith becomes the Phoenix King?It is more reasonable to lead a dog to the throne in Assur than to be a traitor.

I whispered in my heart, "I am going to the Hall of Illusions this time. Why did you agree to it? Can't you explain it clearly?"

"I am very willing to make some things clear, but the other person disagrees and thinks that you still need time to hone and grow. Or maybe it's because of his ridiculous and unusual plan, haha."

"plan?"

"As for Lilith, you will understand it when you arrive at the Hall of Illusions."

Elvis said he understood. Gods always speak like this and it is impossible to specify them all. Fortunately, his boss is quite reliable. If there are sacrifices, he will truly give blessings without any ambiguity.

Even the prices are listed, how many mice can be exchanged for what grade, it's almost like a canteen.

Those guided by Sotek were not intercepted by the outer magic and reached the outer perimeter of the temple smoothly.

But the strange thing is that there is no protection around the temple, but its neatness shows that skinks are regularly maintaining it.

As for this important place that preserves the memory of the ancient saint, its protection should be no weaker than that of Temple City.

"The Fly Eater, the oldest existing dinosaur lizard, was born at the dawn of creation. His existence is the best protection for this temple."

"What you should be talking about is that the lizard is called the Venerable, but why is it called the Fly Eater?"

"This matter is very interesting. Let's start with the Great Unclean One it swallowed..."

Elvis found a seat and sat down silently, and started chatting with the albino snake skull. Sotek was as talkative as a prophet.

The latter is praising the former, but the former always likes to complain about the latter, especially when it comes to rat sacrifices. Sometimes he eats too much and has difficulty digesting it.

The elf who waited silently finally saw two people, one tall and one short, after several days.

Wearing an old burqa and with a depressed look on his face, Oed Capet seemed to be in a very bad mental state.

The other one was a dwarf carrying a gold schoolbag, with a little curiosity in his eyes as he kept looking at the huge temple in front of him, with its stone pillars alone reaching hundreds of meters high.

The two of them were separated by a distance, and seemed to be wary of each other. If it weren't for Lustria's difficulty in finding humanoid creatures, they might not have walked together at all.

After finishing chatting, Elvis squatted down from the grass, feeling a little ridiculed. Unknowingly, he had some snake-like characteristics, and he liked dark and humid environments.

The elf that suddenly jumped out made the two of them a little wary, and they quickly put their hands on their waists. Even if there was no chance of an accident happening here, they still had to be on guard against accidents.

Elvis, who didn't want to communicate too much, just said casually that he was also the one summoned by Slann this time, hoping to witness his destiny in the Hall of Illusions.The three people, who were wary of each other, stepped into the gate of the temple one after another with a distance of two meters apart.

And with this step, the river of fate swept towards the three of them.

Torek's eyes suddenly flashed with white light as he stepped through the door. It was difficult to open his eyes. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his vision to avoid being forced to cry due to the bright light.

The whistling wind entered his mind from his ears, and a feeling of vomiting and dizziness that was extremely rare for dwarves swept through Torek's body. He covered his abdomen, leaned down and began to retching and coughing.

"Ahem, what the hell is this place, Valaya's braid, don't the lizard people know how to take care of the user's experience!"

No one responded to Torek, which made him feel a lot safer. If there was someone beside him mumbling when he was witnessing his fate, it would be a conspiracy of the Chaos Demon.

The bright light and whistling gradually stopped, and Torek also felt that his body was gradually getting better, except for a slight tingling on his scalp.

He opened his eyes through a thin slit, wanting to see if the strong light was still there, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly became as big as copper bells.

His teeth and lips were trembling with each other. He was so surprised that he was paralyzed on the ground. He raised his right hand to cover the scene in his eyes.
"No, no...this isn't true, it's impossible!"

The river of destiny flows in front of the dwarves. The memory of the ancient saint is too majestic, full of countless possibilities in the past, present and future.

The first scene in front of Torek's eyes was the silent Karak Kaderin Hall.

A mutated and twisted giant rat monster lay on the ground, flowing with strange green juice. Iron-breaking warriors wearing heavy armor stood silently on both sides of the hall. Their eyes that were no longer open showed that these warriors died in the hall of their ancestors. .

Until death, he still did not take a step back and defended the dignity of his ancestors with his life.

A figure from behind, whose identity is unknown, stood alone in front of the hall door with a large ax in his hands, facing the death of the giant rat monster, the ancestral hall plunged into darkness, and hundreds of iron-breaking warriors.

But Torek understood who this person was. The angry orange crown was the crown of Balaag, which symbolized the orthodoxy of the Butcher King.

Judging from the tattoos on his arms exposed in the air, this person is the leader of the Dragon Beard Clan - Agrim Iron Fist.

The picture of Kaderin Hall with the statue of Grimnir flashed by, and turned into an unknown hall with the incomplete statue of Valaya. The warrior holding the Shield of Resistance and the Hammer of Angrond was scarred and alone. Standing on the Stone of Oath, facing the red rat army coming like a tide.

Bafeng Mountain, Belega...

Torek's eyes shed tears, his eyebrows and beard twisted together.

If this is the fate of the dwarves, what hope do we have?

What made him even more desperate was the moment when the black-faced assassin Ratman thrust the warpstone blade into the heart of the High King in a room with a statue of Granny.

Thorgreen…

But it's not over yet. The fourth scene is the moment to witness destiny.

Torek saw himself knocking the rune anvil passed down from generation to generation in Iron Peak Castle until it was very hot. In desperation, he touched it and then smashed it into pieces. He used the powerful power of self-destruction to kill countless undead, but in the end he died of an extremely gorgeous female vampire. in hand.

Behind him is the door with the Holy Seal of Valaya, the beginning and final destination of the dwarves...

In a desperate mood, the dwarf knelt on the ground and beat the illusory wall of air with his hands. Was everything destined to be destroyed?

The thousands of years of inheritance of the Sons of the Mountains fell into the hands of the power of darkness...

"No..., this shouldn't be the fate of dwarves, ugh..."

(End of this chapter)