Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"You have hidden some information... My dear descendant of the family, Tigris..."

The news that the Moon Staff reached his mind made Teclis frown instantly, but this change lasted only a fraction of a second.

The young man responded to this question with sarcasm, "Malekis, is this how you repay your savior? If I hadn't ignited the Asuryan Holy Fire in your body, your ugly head would have been linked to Julian Poison. The blade met the same fate, becoming Imric's heroic act of being crowned Phoenix King."

"Don't change the subject. You don't need to remind me of my grudges with the Caledor family. Now answer my question, why can Drachnir use the lizardmen's weapons of destruction? It is impossible for the Sotek sect to control the relics of the ancient saints. Only Only with Slan's consent can Xi Shao's engines of the gods vent their anger on the mortal world."

Malekith's questions and answers made Teclis remain sarcastic.

"You already have the answer, why bother asking me."

A cold snort came from the Moon Staff, and Malekith's rather dissatisfied tone confirmed how bad he was feeling now.

"Possibly awakened dragons, war legions of lizardfolk, hundreds of entries in the Great Book of Dwarf Hatred, my path to the throne of Phoenix King has been so winding, with only one unreliable ally to help me.

I really don’t know what Lilith and you are planning. "

"The will of the gods is unpredictable. You have been tested by Asuryan for thousands of years before you finally understand your destiny. But I am still young and it will take some time." Teclis said to Malekith with a careless eye. His attitude was extremely perfunctory, as if the secret conspiracy with the Witch King over the years was just a reluctant execution of the decree issued by the gods.

And this also made the suspicious Malekith believe a little bit in Teclis. It would be the strangest thing if the Supreme Mage knew about the orthodox Phoenix Queen and showed his loyalty with all his heart.

"It can be inferred that Imrik does not trust you, but the strange thing is why the White Tower of Hoth has an elite mage stationed secretly in the old world for a long time. Can you answer this question for me."

Teclis's pupils narrowed imperceptibly in his calm expression. Malekith's spies in the White Tower of Hoth were not enough to know such secrets. The only possibility was that Lilith leaked it, achieving an interesting balance between himself and Malekith. trust is maintained in a delicate state.

He would think that he was informed by a spy, while Malekith would think that he still had a vague relationship with Caledor, and it was a good way to alienate him.

"Do you think in the White Tower of Hos, which one is more respected, the Chosen One, or the Chosen One Lilith is more authoritative? Alfonso has far more control over the mage group than I do."

"Really..." Malekith was noncommittal. Since returning from the Demon Realm of Chaos, the Witch King's heart has become darker and more profound. He will never trust anyone and regards everything as a tool to gain power.

"I believe that you have the whereabouts of Alfonso in your hands. As a means of making up for Dracnir's intelligence failure, kill this Chosen God of Hoth."

"..." Silence emerged in Teclis's heart, but he finally chose to agree and responded to the Witch King in a bad tone,

"You do not deserve to be called the Phoenix King, Malekith."

"But the elves must accept the will of God and welcome me, the last Phoenix King."

The Moon Staff stopped the flow of magic, and Lilith's voice replaced Malekith.

"Dear Teclis, are you doubtful and don't believe that Malekith can lead the elves through the catastrophe of darkness?"

"It doesn't matter, but I am worried about whether I can cultivate eight suitable bearers of the magical wind within a hundred years..." Teclis showed the attitude of a mage who cares about the world, thinking that some humiliation is nothing but nothing. Meaningless emotions.

"You, Tyrion, Alarielle, Malekith, and Kadron will accommodate the five winds of magic. We only need to train three suitable candidates before the maelstrom collapses. This is the only way to survive the catastrophe. With the hope of gathering the power of the Elf Empire, there will no longer be distinctions between Asur, Druchi, and Asrai, and all elves will unite under the banner of the orthodox Phoenix King."

But all of this does not include Caledo...

Teclis did not reveal the loopholes in his lie, and nodded in agreement quite convincingly. Since Lilith turned a blind eye to her physical condition, she must have considered the possibility of betrayal by the Chosen One.

Today's Supreme Mage is playing a vague card with the gods. Both parties know that each other cannot be trusted, but for some purposes they still maintain a harmonious attitude.

After all, it’s hard to find a reliable tool person...

After ending the extremely disgusting dialogue in the Staff of the Moon, Teclis walked out of the secret room and came to the guide stone hub at the core of the White Tower of Hoth.

Thanks to the painstaking efforts of countless generations of archmages, the network of waystones is spread throughout all areas of Ulthuan, and the Supreme Archmage can clearly sense the flow of magical winds in each land.

Winter is over, and when spring arrives, it is time for Aslay to take action.

When stealing the power of the Oak of Ages, Teclis left a backup plan to delay Orion's rebirth when necessary.

Ariel, whose spirit has been eroded by dark power, discovers something strange in her husband's rebirth, and the evil spirit that has been suppressed for a long time will flood into her mind.

The Supreme Mage did not drive the war dancer mad and Prince Aslay who voluntarily sacrificed, but Ariel, who could not accept the strangeness of her husband, subconsciously believed that the Oak of Time was corroded by dark power, and released the fear and desire for destruction in his heart, killing his son. People become crazy.

Standing alone on the dome, Teclis had sensed the winds of magic in Ulthuan for a long time, and a subtle sense involving Avalon caught his attention.

An elastic rope was twitched from one end of the world, shaking the items at the other end into Avalon.

As I expected, the roots of the era oak tree are growing, so what is to be done next...

He took out a leaflet promoting the honor of brother Tyrion from his arms and silently lowered his head to gaze at the handsome face that was the most handsome in the world.

The fate and personalities of the two are completely different. The elder brother has a fierce personality, a handsome face, a strong body, and is deeply loved by others.

The younger brother has a lonely and weird personality, a physical disability, and an ordinary appearance. Most people only recognize his abilities.

But they both have one thing in common: they value each other extremely much and are willing to sacrifice their lives and everything for their brothers.

If the plan goes according to plan, Kane will choose a druchi to possess him, and the brothers will be able to avoid the eternal curse in their blood and live as an honorable war lord.

Using magical flames to ignite the leaflets in his hands, the Supreme Mage left the hub without looking back. He still needed to prepare many things.

How to jump back at the right time to achieve the greatest results. (End of chapter)