Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 388 Chameleon Temple

Amidst the storm and thunder, the rats were pouring out of the excavated tunnel, not only in front of the temple, but also in all directions.

The sound of breaking the soil kept coming out, and for a while, it was impossible to tell whether it was these rats messing up the soil layer, or the earth itself was moving.

But none of this can conceal the fact that the rats have found an excellent opportunity to attack.

"Damian go to the left! Agrim to the right! Coster's rear!" Maslow immediately conveyed the order, and when the first rat sprang out of the soil layer, he kicked it hard and stomped it into a pile. The end of the group.

But as rats with red eyes ran out of the jungle, and dozens of rats sprang out of tunnels, Masnow knew that his group had been surrounded.

This time it will never be as simple as the previous landing battle. Ballistas are placed on ships, lacking the ability to clean up large groups of enemies, and the appearance of heavy rain also makes it difficult for the flame mage to perform, which means that the following will be extremely cruel. meat grinder battle.

Groups of soldiers put down their work, dragged their tired bodies, picked up weapons and rushed to the outer edge of the temple. No matter what the situation was, they first greeted the rats with long-range weapons.

But what greeted these long-range weapons was a large number of worthless slave rats.

A large number of rough wooden barrels suddenly appeared in the distant sky, flying towards the Chameleon Temple like a meteor shower. The dense number made people shudder. Everyone knew that there were those terrifying plagues hidden inside.

Masno, who was fighting, held a stormrat's halberd with his free left hand, and after relying on his strength to snatch it away, he cut the rat in half with the blue fury of his right hand, and then threw the halberd at those who were still alive. Flying broken wooden barrels, reduce the number when you want to drop as much as possible to your own position.

The halberd that formed the black shadow pierced through the rough wooden barrel at one time, the wooden plank was pierced, and sawdust and a large amount of green powder were splashed out.

This situation made Maslow's eyes widen. How could he not recognize this green powder, which is the residue of rough dimensional stone, which is more terrifying than the plague that can be purified.

A large number of dimensional stone powder bombs were thrown into the center of Caledor's army, which was still adjusting its formation. First, some unlucky soldiers were smashed to the ground, and then the terrifying dimensional stone powder appeared.

These powders were not taken away by the rainwater like normal dust, but instead solidified on the soldiers who were hit.

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of corroding flesh and the wailing of soldiers, bursts of green smoke emanated from the dimensional stone powder. This pungent smell made people want to choke their throats to avoid experiencing this taste again .

Seeing this situation, Judith immediately took over the command, allowing Maslow to fight hard on the front line.

The Dragon Prince ignored the Kislev soldiers who were still wailing at their feet, and stretched out their hands to ask for help. The expanded voice of the Sorcerer Stone was full of cruelty, "Oliviera will take the position on the left! Damian will take care of the Skaven artillery!"

After finishing speaking, Judith looked coldly at the Kislev soldiers who were about to charge and fight, and reprimanded loudly, "Remember the training you have received. Orders are the first rule of soldiers, not your bad ones." intuition!"

After the effect of the warp stone powder bomb surfaced, some soldiers felt strange in their bodies. These evil things are so vicious, even if the purification halo can provide excellent protection against toxins, it is not effective against this substance composed of high-concentration chaotic energy. Also powerless.

Stinging, redness, burning sensation, all of these are stimulating the body of Kislev soldiers. The full set of magic equipment of elf soldiers allows them to ignore most of the influence of chaotic energy, but the poor soldiers from the north of the old world, It can only rely on the immunity against chaos all the year round.

The sound of coughing came out gradually, but no one flinched. They could only endure the sting and get rid of the dimensional stone powder that fell on the crowd.

But the Dimensional Stone, which is fatal to the race of order, is a stimulant that makes the Rats more violent. The psychedelic nature of the Dimensional Stone powder and these hairless things surrounded by groups make the Rats attack.

"The horned rat walks among us!" A plague priest who seemed to have been blessed many times waved the bronze flail in his hand, and clouds of green mist spewed out of his mouth as he spoke.

Beside him are not those Stormrats bought from the old world, but the real elite of the Plague Clan—Plague Censer Monk and Plague Anointed.

The former is the ace army belonging to the Plague Clan, while the latter is the Plague Lord's personal army. Judging from the shadows and the sound of the flails, there are at least four thousand rats.

This means that the Blight Clan devotes their absolute best to intercept Azul, rather than place him in an eternal war against the Zombie Prophet.

The rats vary in size, but the overall look is extremely messy, intending to directly crush the advance team with numbers, and the rats pouring out of the tunnels continue to join this frenzy, amidst the thunder and lightning resounding through the sky.

The black clouds and rain made the battle between the two sides extremely chaotic. The corpses of both sides appeared on the muddy ground. After Kislev soldiers killed one rat, three rushed up immediately.

Blood seeped into the ground along with the rain, and crossbow arrows and stones were constantly intertwined.

The Plague Censer Monk approached Patunyuin's Claw, and the elite troops of the two races began to contact officially. The Flail Censer carrying the deadly plague lost the most important plague effect, but its armor-piercing ability was not weakened at all.

The censer the size of a human head hit the elf soldier's body. Although he didn't kill him at once, it still broke through the solid armor.

The first contact ended with Fatu New York's claws gaining the upper hand. The tall sword was enough to cut down all Caledor's enemies, and the specialized attack precision enchantment allowed them to accurately hit these small rats.

The corpses of rats that had been cut in half lay on the muddy ground. They could be used as troops favored by the plague lord, and the plague censer monk also showed his skills.

After roughly feeling the fighting style of these great sword elves and the solidity of their equipment, a fearless plague monk chose to actively block the knife, so that the comrades next to him could successfully strike a fatal blow.

The first elf casualties began to appear, a man with a smashed head still holding a large sword, intending to swing the attack, but in the end he could only fall back powerlessly.

But this will only make them fight, "For Caledor!"

At this time, Masno was in trouble, and two rats who seemed to be the high priests of the plague clan stalked him.

Among the shadows of swords and swords, there is only a scene of one spirit and two mice fighting each other.

Masnow seized an opportunity, and when a rat stepped over his body, Bilan Fury had already grasped it with both hands, and stabbed forward.

But soon, a sense of suffocation emerged from his heart. This intuition had saved him many times, and he immediately adjusted the direction of his weapon, without hesitation, fully exerting the divine power of Azure Rage.

A short-handled scythe stopped a few centimeters away from the neck, just in time to be stuck in the air by the blue anger, and it was difficult to move forward half a step.

A rat with two teams of snaking horns emerged from the shadows, or maybe it was just Masnow who spotted him.

His figure was much taller than normal rats, he always exuded the breath of evil gods, and his iconic long horns.

A big mouse-like demon that appeared in the mortal world—the Lord of Disaster

(End of this chapter)