Warhammer in a box

Chapter 329 Resurrection Ceremony
The undead retreated, leaving only the broken body of the tree man on the ground. Manfred grabbed Daicha and rushed towards Sylvania.

When the forest returned to peace, Lilith also came here. Looking at everything in front of her, she knew that her plan had succeeded.

Having completed her plan, she set out again towards Ulthuan.

Manfred couldn't wait any longer. The feeling he had when facing the God-Emperor on Terra was still fresh in his memory. It was a feeling of powerlessness that no matter how hard he tried or how sophisticated his magic was, there was nothing he could do.

The subsequent changes in humans made Manfred feel a deep sense of crisis. Humans were too strong at this time.
The Chaos Cults began to evacuate almost all major human cities. After the threat of the Chaos Cult was reduced, the Demon Hunters of the Inquisition began to turn their attention to the vampires and vampire cults that were also hiding among the nobles and the masses.

Not all vampires in human cities are cruel and murderous. A small number of vampires almost never hunt living people, nor do they control others. They feed on the blood of animals or even the recently dead. Their wish is to hide in the crowd and live their lives without being discovered.

But it is obvious that the witchers and the Inquisition do not care whether they have reformed or not. No matter how reformed a vampire is, they have all done some evil things in the past. The witchers have no intention of distinguishing which vampire is good and which is bad.

And those restless vampire families use the temptation of eternal life or the threat of life to make many people secretly become vampires.

Manfred knew that the vampire families and sects within the empire had also suffered heavy losses, which deprived him of most of his sources of intelligence. Being trapped in Sylvania in disguise, he felt more depressed than ever before.

And now that the sacrifice has been made, he has hope of achieving his ultimate goal.

Manfred and Arkhan can be said to be the two people who are most enthusiastic about resurrecting Nagash. As Nagash's most loyal lackey, Arkhan really wants to resurrect Nagash. Nagash wants to create a world of the dead with only the dead and no other self-conscious intelligent creatures. Manfred does not really want Nagash to unify the world again. His goal is to resurrect Nagash, seize Nagash's power and replace him to become the King of the Undead!

Only Arkhan knew the ritual to resurrect Nagash, which forced Manfred to disguise himself and cooperate with Arkhan.

At this time, Arkhan was staying in Manfred's old nest, the castle of Dunkenhof, waiting for Manfred to bring back the final sacrifice.

Both of them have their own ulterior motives.

When Manfred returned to Sylvania with his army, he felt relieved when he saw the dark clouds formed by dark magic in the sky.

Everything seemed so strange, and Manfred was always worried that the mysterious man in the dark would attack him, but fortunately, nothing happened.

He led his army back into his own castle, and Arkhan walked towards him.

"Manfred, have you brought back the sacrifice?"

Manfred threw Daicha directly in front of Arkhan.

"Brought it back, Arkhan. When will you start the ceremony?"

"I will prepare everything needed for the ceremony immediately. Manfred, please go out first."

"Go out? Arkhan, I won't go out. I want to watch the whole process of the ceremony. And like you, I also want to be the first servant that the great Nagash sees when he returns to the world." Manfred directly refused Arkhan.

You must be kidding. If I let you secretly resurrect like this, how can I seize your power then? Manfred is not so arrogant as to think he can compete with a fully resurrected Nagash.

"Manfred, I advise you not to push your luck!!"

"Arkhan, you are the one who is pushing your luck. I collected all the sacrifices, and I also provided the necessary props! Also, you have to understand that this is my castle!!"

Manfred drew his swords, and various vampires and undead creatures began to appear in the castle. As long as Manfred gave an order, they would tear Arkhan to pieces together with their master. Looking at the undead creatures approaching him, Arkhan knew that facing a Manfred who was as powerful as himself and these high-level vampires in front of him, he knew he had no chance of winning.

"Yes. Manfred, I hope you can still be so arrogant after the return of the great Nagash. Prepare the room and the sacrifice, and I can let you watch."

Seeing Arkhan's compromise, Manfred also withdrew the undead around him.

Then, sacrifices were brought into the room one by one. Among them were high priests and high priests from various churches, important figures from the goddess of war and the god of death Moore. Each of them was once a big figure in the empire, except that Morgiana and Walkerma were missing this time.

"Akhan, the number of sacrifices is not as many as before, is that okay?" Compared to the original number of sacrifices, although Dai Cha was added, there was still one less.

"No problem. The most important props have been obtained. The rest will not affect the final result of the ceremony."

At this time, all the sacrifices were lying on the ground helplessly, and almost all of them were cursing and swearing. However, each of them looked extremely weak. Pale face and muscular body were not enough to describe their current appearance. With their hands and feet tied, they could only struggle helplessly.

The dark clouds that cover the sky above Sylvania and exist both day and night were created by Manfred using the power and magic in the bodies of these sacrifices. These dark clouds cover the sun, allowing the undead and vampires to move around outside during the day.

These sacrifices provide the black cloud with the magical power to exist, which is equivalent to a power bank. However, their power has been drained for a long time, which has caused them to become what they are now.

However, there was one person among the sacrifices who just sat there. She neither struggled nor cursed, as if she had already accepted her fate.

Arkhan was still preparing the ceremony, while Manfred walked towards the man.

"Furisala."

Manfred called out the other's name.

And the sacrifice was none other than Frisara, the princess of the high elves.

“Manfred, do you really not know what the world will face after Nagash’s resurrection? You can’t benefit from it at all.” Frisara said calmly.

"Of course I know this. I don't need you to remind me. But why are you so calm? Don't you know that you are going to die next?"

"I know that, but what's the point of struggling? If you really succeed, or if you succeed, there will be people who will stop you. The races of order will not allow the undead to rule this world. The gods of the elves and other races have made their own efforts. What you are doing is just making it easier for Chaos to invade this world."

"Don't worry. When I rule this world, I will drive Chaos out of it. My army of the dead will let those evil gods know how powerful I am. So go with peace of mind."

"hope so."

The Undead and Chaos are also incompatible.

"Manfred, leave the center of the ceremony and stop chatting with these sacrifices. If you have time, you might as well arrange for your servants outside to prevent possible threats. During the gap between the master's resurrection, those guys of other races will definitely launch an attack here."

"You don't need to remind me!"

(End of this chapter)