Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 916 The Civil War Begins

On the outskirts far away from the temple, a team of only a hundred people was anxiously waiting for the results. Judging from the mainly red and green decorations, these elite warriors who exuded majesty at all times came from Caledor.

Standing in the front row, Wycliffe raised his head many times to observe the sun's movement. Relying on hundreds of years of experience, he judged that the four of them had entered the temple for an hour.

And a lot can happen in one hour...

He tilted his head and asked his old friend,

"How long do you think we have to wait?"

Randy shook his head and said he didn't know. Maybe those priests sang hymns for several hours before divination, or maybe they were accustomed to putting forward implicit political conditions in exchange for the support of Caledor and Tyron Locke.

But what really worried him was the Silver Helmet Knights and the Sea Guards led by the War Lord. The Eternal Queen did not allow Caledor to send troops into Lothern, which resulted in a serious shortage of personnel.

If there is a fierce conflict, the outcome is unknown, and the Speaker does not like this situation.

Randy signaled to his old friend to calm down, and called Davian, who was watching with sensory magic, to come over.

The dragon prince holding the staff kept a serious expression. The wind of magic around the temple was so strong that it was unbelievable. If the master of the temple had the ability, he could cast siege-level magic at any time to kill everyone here. .

"Wait another hour and get ready for battle."

Davian shook his head and answered in a very affirmative tone,

At this moment, Randy missed Mishan and Damian a little. If they were there, Tyrion would definitely be able to eliminate the threat.

If Draknir dies, what's the point of destroying the Temple of Lilith and the Temple of Platinum Flame? According to what Imrik vaguely revealed, he can only have one pure-blooded heir in this life.

After thinking for some time, the Speaker looked back at the black-haired elf hidden in the crowd. After receiving a positive nod, he felt that he could no longer wait.

"What about Iron Wolf?"

Incredible martial arts skills, shockingly strong physique, indestructible body-protecting dragon armor, and the flaming sun sword with fire poison...

"Your Excellency, President of the Parliament."

It is no exaggeration to say that Tyrion has almost reached the peak of a warrior. Looking at the world, he is one of the few brave people. It is not easy to defeat him.

As for Alishara, who is half-brother to Drachnir, the Speaker of Parliament naturally excluded her from the scope of Caledor. An Avalon Asul is not qualified to inherit the position of dragon lord and sound the dragon horn.

"Yes."

"Are you sure you can defeat Tyrion?"

Davian glanced at the drunkard drinking palace jade liquor, and seemed to feel a little more confident, and nodded firmly,

"If Iron Wolf is the main attack, I will be responsible for containing it, and we should be able to capture Tyrion within a while."

Randy nodded imperceptibly, agreeing with the title, and motioned Davian to look at the large group of black figures on the plain on the left and ask a very important question.

"It is almost impossible to defeat the Aenarion dragon armor forged by the dragon tamer himself. It is almost immune to all attacks in the world. The weapon in my hand is not enough to pierce this artifact armor, but it is still possible to delay it for some time by relying on magic. feasible."

Davian lowered his head and pondered for a long time. At such a critical moment, he must not underestimate or brag in the slightest, and thought about Tyrion's fighting ability bit by bit.

Tyrion, who was on guard at the other end, was in a very complicated mood at the moment. From the bottom of his heart, he did not think that Dracnir would take action against Fenubar.

A child who was only ten years old personally challenged the war lord after hearing someone questioning his father's strength.

Tyrion did not believe that a prince with such a strong character would do something that would harm the family's honor. The war lord stroked the slender mane of Malhandel, a pure-blooded elf horse gifted by Imrik, which had won him countless honors.

But now that he stayed here, he would have the possibility of fighting with his heirs. Tyrion shook his head and sighed softly. Things in the world are really unpredictable.

But what should I do if Drachnir is the real murderer...

While he was deep in thought, the scout had quietly returned and came to the war lord, saluting to express that he had information to report.

Pulling his thoughts back from the direction he didn't want to think about, Tyrion instructed the scouts to tell the intelligence. If the prediction was correct, Randy should be ready to break in.

"Prince Caledor's escort has begun to gather its formation, with Davian and a human standing on the direct left."

After the report, the scout waited for the war lord's next instructions. He didn't have many ideas. He just hoped that there would be a battle later, as far away from the central location as possible.

This is not a battle that can win honor, and Assur can no longer bear the pain of fighting each other.

"Continue to conduct reconnaissance, even if they discover it, it doesn't matter."

"Yes."

The staff of the Silver Helmet Knight, who had accompanied Tyrion on the battlefield for a long time, looked a little serious at the moment and began to analyze the situation for the war lord.

"I do not recommend that you actually participate in this dispute. The duty of the war lord is to fight against Assur's enemies. Although Her Majesty the Queen has issued orders that must be stopped in emergencies.

But when it's over, you can use a few tricks to get away with it, and no one will accuse you of not doing your job. "

Tyrion was silent for a long time, looking up at the blue sky and speaking with deep emotion.

"When things have developed to this extent, do you think I still have a chance to escape? Her Majesty the Queen sees me as a sharp sword against Caledor, and Caledo also sees me as an obstacle..."

Tyrion smiled bitterly, feeling as uncomfortable as eating cold lizard poop. I am just a war lord who wants to protect Ulthuan with due diligence. I really don't want to get involved in any political conspiracy.

Just let me fight, why bother getting involved in a power struggle.

The staff also smiled bitterly, how could he not know this situation? Not to mention the confrontation between Avalon and Caledor, the leader of Sulfery was also closely involved with the war lord. With the relationship between the two brothers, it was impossible to stay away from the matter.

"I hope all this will have a good outcome..."

While the two were sighing, a piece of not-so-good news came from the Philosopher's Stone. Teclis's calm voice only made the brothers feel a chill in their hearts.

"The divination results have come out. Drachnir and Belannar are the assassins of the Phoenix King. Kadron will lead the Phoenix Guard to control the Caledorian army outside the temple and provide immediate support."

The War Lord and the Silver Helmet Knight looked at each other, vaguely feeling that something was wrong in their hearts, and immediately looked towards Caledor's team in the distance.

The team led by Randy has not taken action yet, but there are more than two hundred people in the temple. They are equipped with halberds, feather helmets towering above their heads, and white and hot plate chain armor. They are all gathered together like everything. The Phoenix Guard shines like the sun.

A phoenix with dark blue wings appeared on the temple at some unknown time. The feathers on its wings and tail were as colorful as a rainbow.

The crisp and cold cry of the phoenix shocked everyone on the plain. This was the arcane phoenix that represented Asuryan's omen!

And this phoenix is ​​swooping towards the Caledor team...

(End of this chapter)