Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 8 Blood Wasteland
Soon, Imrik woke up, and found himself in what seemed to be a dilapidated house. The moldy wood and straw on the bed, and the ash that had turned black in the fireplace all showed that this house had not existed for a long time. people live.

I was leaning on the edge of the bed, while the other six people were in various positions in the house. I didn't rush to check the surrounding environment. I needed to check one thing first, and that was the situation of the cowhide book.

Concentrating, I found that the cowhide book was in the sea of ​​consciousness, and tried to use all my attention to open it, but this time I didn't spend too much energy, it was as easy as reading a normal book, and the first page I opened was still a dark wanderer Imrik tried to continue flipping through the pattern, and found that it worked.

There is a seven-column form on the second page, just like a register, and there are several data in the form.

The name, occupation, and skills are written in English, and the writing medium is a quill. Imric can tell that the first column is his own information, which is clearly written on it.

Name: Imrik, Occupation: Paladin, Skill: Blank.

The others are different. Masno and Bruni are paladins just like themselves, while Davian and Coster are barbarians, and Hadaris and Daruit are mages and druids respectively. Dude, this is a rogue lineup, not a single ranged shooter or assassin.

Resisting the idea of ​​complaining, he continued to scroll down, wanting to see if there was something similar to the occupation panel, but there was nothing, just when Imric was thinking about the relationship between this occupation and skills , I suddenly thought of something in Diablo 2, that is, extra skill points.

"Could it be that the way to gain skills is to complete those missions to get extra skill points?"

Good guy, if this is the case, Imrik is a little overwhelmed when he thinks of the effects of the attack and protection halos in the paladin skills, but now is not the time to think about this, let's figure out this place first, it is best to be in the Rogge camp Nearby, then you can go directly to Akara to pick up the quest, and then kill the corpse and get angry to verify this idea.

He didn't have any equipment on him, he was still dressed in linen clothes. He tore off the legs of the wooden table and waved it around. He felt that his strength hadn't weakened. Except for the lack of equipment on his body, in the first scene, it might be The full-level tuba entered Novice Village, crushing without any pressure.

Waiting for a few people to wake up, Imrik went to the window, looked outside, and found that many monsters like zombies and giant rats were constantly wandering in the empty land, relying on Azul's keen vision and the gift of the dragon. From Fu Guo's body, one can vaguely see some little red horned demons surrounding the stone pillar in the distance.

"This place should be the bloody wasteland outside Rogge's camp, with only zombies, bristly rats, and fallen demons."

While Imrik was still thinking, several people woke up one after another. When they saw Imrik looking outside with a stick in his hand, they asked him what was going on right now.

Explain to several people, "The ancestors used magic to send us to this world. This world is similar to our world, and it is invaded by those ugly demons. The ancestors gave me some tips, let us help people in this world resist the demons. Invasion to save them, because the people here are very different from us, in the next journey, when you face the people in this world, don’t speak casually.”

I am very worried that these Long Aotians are looking at people directly with their nostrils, and then they will lose the skill points they want to get. I have to restrain their behavior, and then continue to talk.

"Hadaris, Daruit, can you two cast spells?"

This is one of the most important purposes of this trip. If you can walk the Lantiao mage, you may be able to get rid of the influence of many magical winds.

Hadarius and Darrett tried to condense a ball of flames from their hands. The brightness of the flames was not low, illuminating the entire room, but their frowning showed that they must have encountered some problem, so they hurriedly asked.

The two are headed by Hadaris, who has been in the Flame Tower longer than Darrett, he did not extinguish the flame in his hand, and still frowned, "Prince, usually we use the energy in our bodies to mobilize the battlefield The current situation is that we can feel the energy similar to the magical wind around us, but it is difficult to mobilize, and we can only use the energy in the body to cast spells, but the energy consumption is much less than expected."

Very good, it was almost as I expected, and Imrik didn't want to ask too much why this happened. Professional things are for professional people to think about. This is something I understood before, so I ordered them, "I need you Pay attention to the way this magic is used, it is best to sum up the rules."

The mage who was using the flame nodded, extinguished the flame in his hand, and waited for Imric's next order.

Ask them to find a few wooden sticks to defend themselves. Although they should be able to kill the Rogge camp with bare hands, they always feel that there is something missing if they don't have any guys in their hands.

Seeing that several people were ready, Imrik led the people out of the dilapidated room, stretched his arms towards the blood wasteland outside and shouted, "Big Pineapple, your grandpa Imrik is here."

Masno and Bruni looked at Imric's inexplicable movements like this, looked at each other for a while, and seemed to say, "Is the prince having a cramp in his head, why is he roaring out of nowhere, there are only some undead creatures and big monsters outside. Mice, where did you get a big pineapple?"

But Imrik didn't care about their thoughts, and directly took the table leg removed from the wooden table and hit the zombie who heard his roar and approached. Relying on the law of speed and force, the zombie is hard The head of the zombie didn't explode, but the fragile spine obviously couldn't bear the force, the zombie's neck broke directly, and then the head flew to the side.

After killing a zombie, Imrik hurriedly opened the cowhide book to see if there would be a new interface, because according to the rules of the game, even low-level enemies will have some experience points, but it is a pity that expectations have become False, the cowhide book is still the same as before, without any movement.

Seeing this scene, Imrik was a little annoyed. This was completely making the game more difficult for himself. He straightened his arms towards a zombie and ordered six people loudly, "Proud Caledonian knights, kill these ugly gangsters!" Monster, charge with me."

It was Masnow and Bruni who looked at each other again. The two had fought side by side many times, and they were very familiar with each other. Their eyes seemed to say, "Is the prince mentally abnormal because of the ancestor's appearance? The limp, slow-moving zombies charge."

Just when the two were still making eye contact, Davian had already rushed out. Ever since he first heard that Imrik accepted the mission of the dragon tamer to save this world invaded by demons, this honor-hungry young man People can't bear the excitement at all, and can't wait to get the honor.

Saving the world, this honor is only given to a few people in Ulthuan. The guardian of the first generation of the Phoenix King, Aenario, and the guardian of Ulthuan, Caledor Dragon Trainer, think of these honors and let Davian I can't wait to express myself. Although it is only a few undead creatures, Davian thinks this is the first step of honor. The heroes in countless stories don't start by killing the weakest ones.

Seeing that Davian was already walking forward with a drum stick, and the few remaining people couldn't continue to touch fish, they began to show some real skills. These zombies couldn't resist the century-long combat training, and soon the surrounding clean up.

(End of this chapter)