Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Chapter 1341 The Pale Queen's Call

"Did you hear anything?"

Agrim took a half step back and moved closer to Oliveira. He was so focused on the fight that he didn't notice the noise coming from the castle.

"It's more than just hearing it, it's simply..." Oliveira's bitter expression was hidden under his helmet, but everyone could hear the helpless tone.

He saw with his own eyes a dark shadow swooping down towards Karak Dreadnought, as fast as a meteorite falling from the sky.

But Oliveira still relied on his keen dynamic vision and the duelist's unique subjective time retracing to see that scene...

The Phoenix King was laughing maniacally, his legendary dragon clutching the High King as they swooped down upon a dwarven mountain fortress. This was just... too fucking ridiculous.

"Agrim, if Thorgrim is in danger, what will you do?"

The Butcher King did not hesitate. He was willing to die for Thorgrin, not only out of his oath to the High King, but also out of the trust of his close friend of two hundred years.

"I will risk my life to save him, no matter what the cost."

"The problem now is... the High King you swore allegiance to, and the Phoenix King I swore allegiance to, have entered Karak Dreadnought together, and a large number of greenskins have noticed the gap created by the dragon and are dividing their forces to attack."

Agrim was so shocked by the news that he couldn't close his mouth. He had never heard Thorgrim say that he would secretly enter the Dreadnought Fort...

Besides, this secret entry would be too much of a fuss. Would they create a huge hole and wait for the greenskins to get in? !
"We only have two choices..." Agrim's deep voice was just like Oliveira's.

"Stay here and assist the Pious Legion, or..."

"I choose the latter. The dwarves will compensate the Empire for its losses, but they will never allow Thorgrin to be surrounded by the greenskins."

Oliveira shrugged. He didn't think His Majesty would be in danger... but he longed to fight alongside His Majesty. This was the honor he had always dreamed of.

"Then let's speed up..."

Caledor's Blade took out the Key of Nissu, which was handed over by the Phoenix King's herald himself. This beacon condensed the power of the gods of the underworld and could guide the elven heroes scattered in the mortal world to gather here and fight for the Phoenix King again in the name of the God of Gods.

"Knights of the Lost Forest, I call on you in the name of the Fearless, canonized by the Phoenix King, to come here and open a path to the side of our eternal monarch!"

"We are from Kunos..."

"You have no right to refuse..."

Lifting the Key of Nisu, Oliveira activated the Mark of the Pale Queen on the back without hesitation. The gate to the underworld was guarded by Nisu, but the one who truly judged the soul was the Pale Queen feared by all elves.

But even the Pale Queen should be in awe of the Phoenix King!

A will as gloomy as ice swept through Oliveira's body. The contact with the gods was two-way. If an ignorant person activated the Pale Queen Rune without authorization, what awaited him was an eternal cold cage.

The will of the blade suppressed the coldness. Although Edrezer was not known for his strength in the elven pantheon and was far less powerful than the Pale Queen, the existence of the key bestowed upon Oliveira made the Pale Queen choose to obey.

"Just this once, this key should not be used by you..."

Countless ripples emanated from the key held high by the Fearless, radiating light around like a dark purple sun. The elves escaped, and the dwarves, under Oliveira's deliberate control, were not washed away by the power of the Pale Queen. The greenskins who were entangled with the Vanguard were not so lucky. The bodies of the guys affected by the purple-black ripples gradually hardened, and stone marks like cracks appeared. As the breath of death became stronger, the most fragile eyeballs were the first to turn into glass like purple crystals.

The exquisite, lifelike crystal sculptures have become eternal monuments in this valley, proving the Pale Queen's absolute control over life.

"God Grimnir... do you still have this ability?" Agrim looked at the thousands of crystal sculptures and felt that Oliveira was more and more unfathomable. This guy was not only strong in martial arts, but also had his own way with magic.

Apparently the dwarf didn't understand the ancient elven language that Oliveira just shouted, and thought it was some strange magic spell.

"I am a warrior, a pure warrior..." Oliveira took back the key to the door. This thing no longer responded to him. Obviously, before finding an elf that can truly carry the power of the underworld, only the Phoenix King can use it normally.

But I'm afraid he would rather kill the enemy with his own hands.

The Knights of the Lost Woods appeared from nothingness. They rode on giant herders and moved through the mountains as if they were walking on flat ground. They advanced silently towards the mountain fortress, clearing a path for the following troops.

They only appear when they are protecting Athel Loren, and are the manifestation of the forest spirits to the Asrai race... and at this moment, the forest spirits must also obey the arrangements of the greater will.

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"I heard some bad noises... Is this the aftermath of the earthquake again?"

Victor remained alert. He had been underground for a month and felt that he could no longer distinguish between the top of his head and the bottom of his feet. His sense of direction was very vague.

They followed the tracks of the ratmen, searching for any possible clues in the tunnels, walking straight, walking backwards, lying sideways, rolling vertically... These actions that he had never thought of fully demonstrated how terrible it was to fight the ratmen underground.

Many times, they had to get used to the terrible space where they could only move by bending over, and only Gragrim could maintain his combat effectiveness in this situation... This also made Elvis consider whether to absorb dwarves into the Giant Horned Viper.

"That's above our heads. Don't get the direction wrong again, tough guy." Gragrim muttered a complaint and hung the hook on the rock wall above his head. They were crawling, but the way they crawled was a bit strange.

Who could have guessed how a tunnel that goes straight up appeared, but no matter what, you have to go and take a look.

"I've always wondered why flying creatures fall to the ground from the sky... Birds can't fly if their wings are broken, just like us in a cave, we can only tell whether we are facing up or down by falling." Elvis was chatting, even though there was a fierce war going on overhead...

But the rat man just didn't show up, what could he do.

"According to the explanation of the Comprehensive Academy, we live in a protective layer called gravity. Without this thing, you will fall into the endless abyss." Kunnier despised Elvis' knowledge and threw a stone into the tunnel below. After a while, the echo could be vaguely heard.

"That's gravity, part of the laws of nature."

"Another lie from the elves. This must be Sigmar's arrangement. Only Sigmar can decide how the empire lives... Just like the Gunnery Academy always talks about recoil, but this is also a lie from the elves. Blessed steel will only work with true believers to eliminate evil. How can it hinder the execution of justice?"

Victor was so sure that he took the lead and asked Gragrim who was trying to climb: "You must have the same idea as me, dwarf brother."

The stubborn dwarf naturally couldn't say he didn't know, so he could only stammer and explain: "Tough guy, sometimes you have to admit that the elves' lies are powerful. Among their seven parts of deception, there is three parts of truth... Maybe this gravity does exist, but, but..."

"It's just that the future Butcher King is a reckless man who lacks knowledge of nature. All he wants to do is kill greenskins and die, so he can't tell which part is true and which part is false." Elvis made a precise complaint, accompanied by the dwarf's incompetent roar, saying that the Butcher is not an engineer, so it's useless to know these. (End of this chapter)

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