Warhammer in a box

Chapter 333 Death Comes
Crazy laughter was heard in the darkness. A female vampire from the Tomb Raider faction was hiding on the stone dome of this huge underground space.

Under the astonished gaze of Manfred's men, the Tomb King descended from the sky, and the bloodthirsty sword in her hand stabbed directly through the head of a Ghoul King. Then, using the fallen body of the Ghoul King, she used the force to pierce the heart of another Ghoul with her sword.

"Neferata, you are too late."

"Akhan, remember the promise you made to me!"

The person who came was the ancestor of the vampire Lamia bloodline, Neferata, who was called the Queen of Eternal Night. Like Arkhan, she was also a vampire from the Tomb King faction and the first vampire!
This vampire, who has lived for who knows how many years, has done many great things throughout medieval history. These forces composed of female vampires are not like other vampires whose blood is filled with bloodthirstiness and violence.

They are better at hiding themselves and secretly guiding the world to develop in the way they want, assassination, conspiracy, assimilation, coercion. Many princes and nobles in human society have been their lackeys, and even queens and kings have been assimilated into vampires by them, and then the entire country is completely controlled by them in secret.

Although these puppet kings were overthrown in the end, they did not harm the vampires of the Lahmia bloodline hiding behind them. They were still lurking in the dark, looking for opportunities.

Arkhan found Neferata and offered her a deal.

The price of letting Neferata help him is to seek a place for him in Nagash's world of death when Nagash is resurrected. For this, she is willing to offer the location of the Dwarf Valaya Gate!
As a Tomb King vampire, Neferata is well aware of the horror of Nagash. Once Nagash is resurrected, he doesn't think anyone else in the world can stop him.

She was afraid. She was afraid that she would completely lose her self-awareness in that world of death and turn into a mindless body. The longer she lived, the more she feared such a thing would happen.

"Neferata, you know my position beside the great Nagash. As long as you help me, you will get everything you want!"

"I hope you didn't lie to me, Arkhan! Let's get rid of these guys who are in the way first!"

Then Arkhan's Curse of Time directly hit a high-level vampire. In full view of everyone, this powerful high-level vampire turned into dust.

The remaining one high-level vampire and one wailing banshee didn't even have a chance to resist when facing Arkhan, the top combat force in the Middle Ages and a vampire ancestor.

After a few breaths, Arkhan and Neferata were the only ones left in the hall.

"Akhan, complete the final ritual."

"Okay, just stay quietly by the side and get ready to greet the master. You will get the reward you deserve!"

Arkhan picked up the Fallen Blade and placed it in the center, then released all his magic power towards the Fallen Blade.

A large amount of magic power filled the weapon that once killed Nagash, and slowly tiny cracks began to appear on the Corrupted Blade until the cracks spread across the entire weapon.

"My master! The immortal Nagash! The supreme lord of the dead, the king of the undead! Come back, and let your servants use the blood of these sacrifices to welcome you back to this world!"

With the Fallen Blade completely shattered, the final step of the ritual was completed.
Outside, Manfred, who had been calm, suddenly looked disheartened.

"High Elves!! Nagash is about to be resurrected! You must come with me to stop him!!"

Manfred didn't expect that the men he left behind didn't even send out a signal. He hadn't had time to seize Nagash's power yet. He didn't want to really let Nagash be resurrected successfully!

"Vampire! What did you say!"

"Get out of the way, or we'll all die!"

Manfred no longer cared about the three people in front of him and immediately rushed towards the secret room. Issarion and the other two also felt that what Manfred said did not seem false and immediately followed him.

But everything is too late.

Inside the magic circle in the secret room, a huge skeleton slowly rose from it, with a huge witchcraft crown, several octopus-like spine tentacles behind it, and countless ghosts lingering around him. Nagash, holding a staff in his hand, was resurrected!
"My master!"

When Arkhan saw Nagash appear before him again, he immediately knelt on the ground, and Neferata also knelt beside him. "Arkhan, my most loyal servant, you have done very well, I am very satisfied, and now I am back!"

With the resurrection of Nagash, countless magical powers of the winds of death were converging into his body, and strange visions began to appear in the whirlpool of Ulthuan. Both the High Elves and the Dark Elves could not help but look at it.

The whirlpool seemed to be collapsing at this moment. After the huge fluctuation, the wind of death among the eight winds was forcibly separated from the whirlpool and rushed directly towards Nagash.

Nagash had already known this situation. He was waiting for the wind of death to merge into his body so that he would possess supreme power again.

Little did he know that this was originally the deal between him and Teclis. Teclis hoped that Nagash would join them in fighting against Chaos. Nagash of course disagreed, but he accepted the proposal of absorbing the eight winds.

Wherever the Wind of Death passed, a large number of the dead were resurrected and attacked the living, until they ran into Nagash. Unfortunately, the situation was reversed again.

"No. This is not right! Why can't the Wind of Death merge with me! Why!!! Arkhan! There is something wrong with the sacrifice you prepared for me!!" Nagash looked at Arkhan with a murderous gaze.

"My Lord! I didn't! I did everything you asked me to do!!"

"No! No! No!"

Nagash saw that he could not integrate the Wind of Death, and it was impossible for him to let it go. He used his powerful strength to forcibly control the Wind of Death and flow into the land of Sylvania.

The wind of death began to penetrate the ground beneath his feet, until a large amount of death magic gathered under the ground to form a huge purple crystal and continued to overflow.

When all the winds of death were guided underground by Nagash, he reluctantly checked his own body.

He soon discovered the problem.

"There's something wrong with the High Elf Princess' bloodline! It's not the bloodline of the Phoenix King and the Everqueen! I don't feel the power from the bloodline of Asuryan, and there's even a curse in my body!!"

Nagash should have absorbed the blood of the first Phoenix King to strengthen himself!

That curse was none other than the curse of the first Phoenix King, Aenarion. It was a mixture of the curses of the two great spirits, Asuryan and Cain. Even Nagash could not remove it by his own power.

And because of the curse, he is still far from reaching his peak strength.

But even so, his strength is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Filled with rage, Nagash could only vent his anger on the high elves outside.

When he raised his staff, a large number of dead people began to appear outside again. What appeared were not ordinary undead but a group of high-level undead called angels of death. These monsters with wings and huge bone blades immediately attacked Eltharion and others.

The first to suffer was the pure warrior Adra. The Pegasus she was riding was killed and she fell into the group of undead and was torn to pieces!
"Adra!!!"

Looking at the high-level undead that appeared, Manfred turned against them again. He turned around and attacked Eltharion and his men.

"Vampire! What are you doing!!"

Manfred did not reply, but attacked even harder.

Just kidding, Nagash is already alive. Since the plan has failed, it is better to just throw himself into Nagash's arms. Manfred said that he is flexible and it is better to bend under others than to die now.

(End of this chapter)