Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

The Dragon Prince Legion...

It should be said that under the order of the prince, the Dragon Prince team rushed from the Dragonbone Wasteland of the Caledor Holy Land and the Dawn Fortress, a transit point for ocean trade, to the harsh environment of the South.

For some reason, Draknir did not gather all the people, a hundred dragons...

That should be enough for Arkhan to drink.

As the commander, Edtalis slowly led the dragon princes to land near the coastline of the South. A smile of praise appeared on his handsome face when he saw Draconir.

The Silver Moon Dragon quickly landed next to Prince Caledor, and hundreds of giant dragons slid down with it.

Draconir stroked the elegant and beautiful scales of the Silver Moon Dragon. Seeing a familiar dragon in a distant land was bound to bring some tactile feelings.

"Perhaps one day, Caledor dragons can be seen everywhere in the world?"

"It is already. Now, the dragons of Caledor can be seen from Naggaroth in the north to Dawn Fortress in the south." Edtalis jumped off the dragon saddle and gave the young prince a big hug.

"I was surprised to hear you were in the Southlands. I thought you were still monitoring Druzai's activities near Bretonnia."

"Maybe. Although I really want to stop the actions of the God-blessed Evil Party, this matter cannot be stopped because of my personal opinion."

Edtalis nodded in agreement. "You are the Prince of Caledor. You only need to take care of domestic affairs. You don't need to worry too much about Ulthuan. Imrik will arrange it."

"Arrangement...sometimes I hate this word."

The older dragon prince smiled helplessly. Everyone has a time when they are young and frivolous. One day when Draconir reaches his age, he will understand his father's painstaking efforts.

"We all have to get used to arrangements, just like I was staying well in Howling Wind City, but suddenly I received a transfer order to come to Dawn Fortress to become a pirate leader.

Your father was quite casual in letting you enjoy a trip after your wedding, but he headed for Lustria only a month after his wedding."

"Speaking of which, where is Gladys? I hope she can serve you well... well, don't let the prince focus too much on the family."

"She is in Sudenburg, guarded by the Twilight sisters... Never mind, let's talk about what we are going to do later."

The Dragon Prince nodded in agreement and looked around, only to see yellow sand wasteland...

"Khalida, the Warrior Queen of Lybaras, we need to meet with her..."

Lybaras... Draconir thought to himself that the city ruled by Khalida was a little different. Unlike the undead in the heart of the desert who extremely hated the living, the Chosen One of Asaph had a good impression of the living.

This remote city has a unique look and feel, a strange sight where the living and the dead live peacefully together.

Caledor and Lybaras had some intersections, mainly in the area of ​​trade. The living always yearn for a better life, and the dead also hope to be treated better.

Some of Nehekhara's unique spices were sent to the Fortress of Dawn and then shipped around the world at multiples of the price.

"Have you met Khalida?"

Draknir's question caused Edtalis to shake his head.

"I have heard that before this, Dawnhold's main focus was on the Dragonblight and the East. If Caledor wants to infiltrate Nehekhara, Lybaras is the best choice."

"So before that... we need to prove our strength to Khalida."

"Yes, in the world of the dead, the strong are respected." "Very good, let's go and meet the warrior queen." Draconir skillfully found a dragon without a companion, and headed towards Lybaras on the prince's order.

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Khalida was in a bad mood. Spies in the north brought news that Vashanesh and Abrash were gathering troops to attack Nagashza.

Facing the two Blood Ancestors alone, the Lich Lord found it difficult to resist. A lot of the power he had accumulated over the years was lost under the attack of the Blood Dragon Family.

If it were just that, it would be fine. She hated white-skinned, fanged vampires, and she also disliked Arkhan, who created these twisted creatures. It would be best if both sides fought each other and died.

Her mind was focused on Lahmia, hoping to use this opportunity to reclaim the important temple city.

But before that, she still needs to deal with hundreds of giant dragons outside the city...

The priest, his body wrapped in the shroud, carefully reported to the queen on the throne.

"Your Majesty, the elf hopes you can give an answer as soon as possible..."

"What answer?"

The priest was speechless for a moment, he didn't know what the elves wanted to do. Hundreds of giant dragons suddenly appeared and landed in front of the gate of Libaras. They had no intention of attacking, but just stared at the temple in the city.

Seeing that the priest had nothing to say, Khalida picked up the golden mask from the table and slowly put it on her face.

She is one of the few Tomb Raiders who can recall her face when she was alive. After comparing her beauty in life with her current absurdity, Khalida chooses to see people through a mask.

The Ushabits standing around the temple proudly raised their sickle-shaped scimitars and stared at the queen's figure quietly.

These powerful constructs are the pride of Nehekhara. Only the most powerful warriors are granted the privilege of entering the statues bearing the faces of the gods after their death. When Ushabti raises his twin blades, all should stand in awe of the desert gods.

And Lybaras's Ushabbit Legion is the champion army that the Warrior Queen is proud of, and it made outstanding contributions when Alcadeza destroyed Nagash.

A massive metallic serpent slithers behind the queen, the Asaph Serpent Knight has sworn to fight for the favorite of the goddess of vengeance, magic, and beauty.

A giant skeleton statue, regarded as the guard of the royal mausoleum, moves slowly. When the ten-meter-high giant bow is aimed at the target, death will emerge from its hideous face...

The venomous arrows of the Cobra Legion are ready to go, and the sharpshooters known as the Black Rain are a force to be reckoned with.

Such a large army gave Khalida a lot of confidence. She had no idea about a hundred dragons fighting together, and believed that such a strong military force would be enough to weaken the momentum of the ungrateful Prince Caledor.

But when she actually opened the city gates and saw a hundred giant beasts crouching on the land, looking at the Tomb King legion with intelligent eyes and great interest, the Warrior Queen realized that her idea was extremely wrong.

Even in the most intense era of the Tomb Kings' melee, these one hundred dragons, comparable to Titans and Giants, were able to refuse Settra's conquest and enjoy independent rule.

The priest with clear speech loudly announced the queen's title on the chariot, "High Queen of Lybaras, Reigning Queen of Anhur, Beloved of Asaph, Wielder of the Blessed Ushabit Legion, Spear of the Serpent..."

Although the series of greetings was not as long as Setra's, it still took quite a while.

After the priest finished speaking, a loud sound was heard from the back of the leading dragon.

"Prince Draknir of Caledor." (End of this chapter)