Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 438 Fear From Ancient Times

"Stand back, stay away from that dinosaur!"

There were bursts of roars belonging to the commander of the Caledor battlefield. The entry of this ancient creature into the battlefield was not only difficult for the Ratmen to deal with for a while, but even the Caledor army was the same.

The Dinosaur sent to the center of the battlefield by Tehenhauin perfectly assumed the role of division. After raising its head and letting out an ancient roar, this holy beast whose consciousness was affected by Sotek showed no mercy.

Every swing of the head caused a large spray of blood, and every movement of the limbs would inevitably cause a wave of tremors.

The Plague Monk troops, which were originally used by the Ratmen to divide the battlefield, are now facing a completely unreasonable existence.

As long as you get too close, you will be thrown away by it, because the powerful force forms bone fragments in midair.

Even relying on the characteristic of longer action intervals due to the large size of the dinosaur lizard, the plague monk tried to use the plague censer forged from the dimensional stone to break through the flowing rainbow scales, but even the outermost layer of magic protection could not be broken.

The power of these fearless plague monks is too small, comparable to the scales of hard steel, and the magic screen brought by Tepok's blessing, it is not even scraping and polishing.

Only the rat troll, relying on its powerful strength, can use its sharp steel claws to break through the outermost defense of the dinosaur, but after barely leaving a few slender openings, it is blocked by the tough body muscles of the dinosaur. live.

In the end, it turned into a mass of fur mixed with flesh and blood, sticking to the ground.

"That's not bad. Are you sure you can defeat this Dinosaur with hand-to-hand combat?" Imrik glanced at the terrifying performance of the Dinosaur on the battlefield, and couldn't help asking Mina who was still killing with Thunderclaw snear.

I asked Master Ma for two Dinosaurs to play with, but the big toad bluntly said that there are only seven Dinosaurs under control in Lustria, two each in Itza and Hesiota, and three temples left Each city has one, all blessed by the ancient saints.

There are also two wandering in the jungle, if you want a dinosaur, then go catch it yourself.

As a result, Imrik really went, but the dinosaur was not found, but an ancient triceratops was found in the temple of Sotek, and now we have met it.

However, looking at those bloodthirsty eyes, why does it feel that this Deinosaur seems a bit unintelligent.

"Humph!"

This is Lao Mi's response to the stinking boy, unless it is a fool, who would want to fight hand-to-hand with the dinosaur.

Even a bloodthirsty maniac has to weigh whether he can rely on physical strength to fight it, not to mention that this Dinosaur still carries Tepok's blessing, it will never be as simple as having a magic screen.

"Hurry up and find Negrich, I want to chop him into pieces with my own hands, and see how that red-crested skink is talking nonsense." Imrik didn't keep using dragon thunder like other dragon princes. As a support partner, the Skaven lacks air and behemoth units, which makes it difficult to use the Dragon Spear for special attacks on large targets.

Now I am just a scout, constantly conveying the Ratman's tactical actions to the headquarters, and finding high-value targets that may be lurking.

Ok?
After Lao Mi made a charged dive and crushed a large forest and the rats in it to pieces, Imrik noticed some small movements behind him.

Three mice wrapped in black cloth and blended into the shadows carefully climbed up from the gaps in the dragon scales. The professionally trained assassins had no track at all when they moved, deliberately spreading their weight everywhere to avoid being caught by the dragon scales. The dragon felt something crawling up.

The Ratmen who climbed onto the dragon's back soon saw the dragon saddle with a large number of exquisite reliefs, most of which were fire cloud patterns. Even for a race without artistic sense like the Ratmen, the assassin knew how many times the saddle had passed. The process can form this gorgeous appearance.

But their task is not to appreciate the artistic style. To assassinate this careless sharp-eared thing in one fell swoop, and throw the enemy's command into chaos. This is the way the Eshin clan is best at fighting.

"The dragon lord thing, yes, yes." The leading assassin said silently in his heart. Although the Ratmen rarely deal with elves, they still know the gold content of this title. As long as they kill the pointed ears on the dragon saddle Thing, the position of Master of Death is his.

The assassin took out a bottle from his waist, and when Lao Mi spread his wings to take off, he carefully uncorked the bottle and inhaled the energy-boosting dimension stone powder into his nose.

After a period of familiar dizziness, no sound in the night can escape the sharp eyes.

The assassin on the side can see that Imrik is a little bored, putting his hands on the armrest of the dragon saddle to support his face, as if he didn't even have a trace of guard on the most chaotic battlefield, watching the dragon's movement as a bystander the whole time Performance.

"Kill him, kill him."

A strong throbbing suddenly emerged in the assassin's heart. For the first time, he felt that these hairless things were so hateful. Even his boss who oppressed him all the year round was not as hateful as this elf thing in front of him.

The brain stimulated by the Dimensional Stone secretes a large amount of hormones, making it rush forward regardless of everything.

But years of training still kept the assassins calm, and they moved towards the dragon saddle step by step. The bumpy dragon's back was like flat ground under their footsteps, and the weeping sword full of poison was ready. A shallow wound can quickly turn this elf thing into a bone.

And this giant dragon will also be forced to land on the ground after being attacked on vulnerable parts such as the eyes, where it will be eaten up by the hungry ratmen.

Step by step, the assassins were approaching the dragon saddle, and the assassins on both sides signaled to the captain in the middle that they were ready.

Three black shadows attacked the dragon saddle from different directions. On both sides and mid-air, nine blades slashed at various parts of Imrik's body at the same time.

But at this time, Imrik didn't seem to notice the coming attack, and he still held his hands to appreciate Lao Mi's attack.

"I seem to be underestimated. A few mice dare to run on the back of the dragon and attack."

The assassins listened to the elven language that they didn't understand, and knew that they might have been discovered, but they still continued to swing the blade down, less than half a meter away, unless the strength of the sharp ears was comparable to that of the dragons of Cathay , otherwise it is impossible to react.

Under the inconceivable gazes of the assassins, Imrik stretched out his hands to his waist, and a roar like a dragon followed the action of drawing his sword, first cutting the mouse on the right with its weapon and its body in half , pinched the assassin's neck half a meter away with his free left hand, and finally raised the retracted long sword to block the top of his head.

"Unfortunately, it seems that I have to take the initiative before the so-called Plague Lord will appear."

Throwing out the corpses of these mice casually, Imrik looked at the burning jungle below and planned to continue fighting in the same way as before.

(End of this chapter)