Warhammer in a box

Chapter 66: Giant Beasts Gather
When he was blessed by the four gods, he was forced to accept a terrible curse.

As a warrior, if he fails in a duel or a hunt, his useless soul will be taken away by Slaanesh and will never be able to enter the temple of Khorne.

Ulfric didn't want his soul to be eternally tortured by Slaanesh's unbearable torture. He might not have been afraid in the past because he didn't think he would lose, but now he was panicking.

The crazy laughter of the Slaanesh demon in his ears seemed to torture him like a death warrant.

"Great Blood God, please give me another chance! I will definitely chop off the head of that man chosen by God and offer it to you!
I didn’t bring all my war beasts with me! If you give me another chance, I will never lose! "

Ulfric could only pray to Khorne.

Under normal circumstances, Khorne would have no mercy on a loser. Even if a great demon under his command failed, he might abandon him without hesitation, let alone a mortal?

But this time, Khorne actually made a decision that went against his character.

Perhaps it was Zhang Heng, a higher-dimensional being, whom the little people in the world in the box believed to be a god, who caused Khorne, who was also a high and mighty god, to suffer a great loss.

This made Khorne eager to get his place back.

The existence of the Maelstrom restricted him from sending out his own demons, and it was even more impossible for him to enter the mortal world. At this moment, Ulfric was the only believer of Khorne who was strong enough in the Nordlands.

He didn't want to wait, he wanted Zhang Heng to know the consequences of offending him immediately! And killing the other party's chosen one in the mortal world was obviously the only thing he could do now.

After all, Khorne couldn't find Zhang Heng at this time, let alone invade the real world.

As blood-red power overflowed from the skull decoration on Ulfric's body.

The hideous laughter of the Slaanesh demons also disappeared from Ulfric's ears.

Khorne used his divine power to save Ulfric's soul from Slaanesh.

Looking at this situation, Ulfric knew that he had made the right bet!

"Thank my Lord! I will never let you down again this time!"

But no matter how much Ulfric prayed, Khorne never responded to him.

Having regained his life, Ulfric rekindled his fighting spirit. He controlled the Fang of the Sea, and the next second he returned to the Chaos Wasteland in the north.

The Fang of the Sea appeared in front of an iceberg that had been covered by snow for who knows how many years.

The biting ice and snow, as if it could tear the skin off a person, slapped against Ulfric's face.

And with his arrival, a loud dragon roar came from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

A purple figure flapped its wings and flew out from behind the snow-capped mountains.

The huge wings and body are covered with thick frost, and the magical ice covers its entire body!
What appeared behind the snow mountain was actually a frost dragon!
And the evil dragon also swooped down towards Ulfric.

Just when everyone thought the dragon was going to eat Ulfric in one bite, it suddenly slowed down quickly and landed smoothly in front of Ulfric.

This powerful monster actually lowered its noble head to Ulfric.

"Goliverste, long time no see!"

When the dragon heard Ulfric's voice, it exhaled cold breath from its nostrils, as if responding to him for a long time.

This frost dragon was also a behemoth hunted and defeated by Ulfric.

Looking at the dragon in front of him, Ulfric pointed at the Fang of the Sea behind him, and Gorifste flapped his wings and flew above the Fang of the Sea.

As Ulfric boarded the ship, a large amount of magic power surged out of the bow of the Sea Fang again, carrying Ulfric and the frost dragon away and disappearing on the spot.

When the Fang of the Sea reappeared, they were already in the Chaos Wasteland in the east of the Old World.

The land here is barren and dry, the air smells of sulfur, and the winds of magic are much more violent.

The Frost Dragon suddenly felt uncomfortable in a place where the temperature had risen several times, and it roared anxiously. Ulfric also walked down from the boat.

It looked at the dry and cracked land around it as if waiting for something. Soon, a roar came from the earth in the distance.

A huge roar was heard, and a huge figure holding a giant hammer appeared from the skyline and ran towards Ulfric quickly.

It was a dragon demon! This was a native race that existed in this medieval world earlier than humans, elves, dwarves, and even the ancient saints who created these races.

Their massive size gives them terrifying melee capabilities.

Because of the decline of their race, they were forced to sign a contract with the Chaos God, who granted them endless lifespans and required them to fight for him.

The galloping beast came to Ulfric.

The Frost Dragon also roared at the dragon demon. The two legendary and terrifying creatures roared at each other as if they were fighting for dominance.

"That's enough! Tregard Founder, it's time to fulfill your promise. Get on board!"

This dragon demon was also one of the powerful creatures that Ulfric had hunted, and the price of the dragon demon's defeat was that he had to fight for Ulfric.

The dragon demon kept spitting out fishy breath and went up to the Fang of the Sea very reluctantly.

And with the next movement of the Fang of the Sea, it once again appeared on the sea outside Dist Port.

After two instant voyages, the Fang of the Sea seemed to have run out of magic power.

This prevented Ulfric from mobilizing his other war beasts.

Relying on its remaining magic power, the Fang of the Sea moved towards Dist Harbor without wind, and at this time in the port.

The fleeing Norscans were actually attacking each other and fighting for the position of leader.

At this time, a tall Norseman was standing on a roof and shouting.

"I should be the leader!"

"Only because of you?"

After saying that, a flying axe hit the Norse barbarian in the face!
Seeing that they were doomed and seeing their own tribesmen being chopped down, a chaotic war immediately broke out between the two tribes.

Without the leadership of Ulfric, the various Norscan tribes were no longer willing to submit to each other, and no one even realized that their enemies were the Imperials, and that soon the Imperial troops would wipe them out.

The strong smell of blood filled the port of Dist once again.

No one noticed that Ulfric's Seafang had reached the shore.

"What's that smell? Why is there such a strong smell of sulfur? And why did the temperature drop so suddenly?!"

The Norscans who were fighting all noticed the abnormality, but when they stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the abnormality, they saw the Frost Dragon climbing on a tall building and looking at them with its wings spread out.

Next to it was a dragon demon that was much taller than the house.

Ulfric walked silently into the middle of the Norscans.

How could they, who were originally fighting for the position of leader, dare to say a word?

"Are you trying to take my place?" Ulfric came in front of a tribal leader.

"No... no... No, Ulfric, I didn't..." But before he could argue, a breath of frost turned him into an ice sculpture.

And Ulfric chopped the ice sculpture into pieces with one sword.

"Who wants to be the leader now?"

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