Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

The priest opened his mouth and spoke, but Victor did not hear it. The foam particles he spit out seemed to disappear into the air along with the sound.

"Didn't you hear that?"

Victor shook his head, and although he didn't hear what it meant, the pain in his arm had gradually disappeared, which made him look a little better.

The priest nodded, not intending to dwell on the matter any further, and put on the brass obsidian snake mask again: "The Lord God has his own arrangements for you... There is no need to worry about this ancient holy rune. Based on my limited knowledge, it will not have a negative impact on you."

After a moment, he asked the three to leave the cave where they were hiding. The wind and snow had eased, and they had to sneak into the mine before the end, otherwise the tide of greenskins would drown everyone.

A colorful feather fluttered in the wind and turned into a pair of wings that lifted up everyone.

"Shadow Walker, the location of the mine entrance."

"East side of Kama Forest."

After getting the specific location, the priest transformed into a snake head and flew with the three people. His endless divine arts made him a key figure in the operation. The magic of using the feathered serpent wings to glide in the air highlighted the priest's diverse methods.

As long as we ignore the dwarf who is swinging in the air like a stone due to his magic-aversion physique, the operation into the mine will be smooth.

Flying in the night sky always carries a hint of mystery. It was the first time for Victor to be so close to the clouds. For someone who grew up near the Dark Forest of the Empire, it was difficult for him to experience the sense of height difference. Looking down gave him a thrilling feeling of suffocation, and he had an urge to fall freely.

The witch hunter was very determined. He silently chanted "Sigmar's blessing" in his heart and looked up.

A moon with a strange green light flickered in the sky as if it was breathing. The interweaving of light and darkness made Victor feel like he was in a psychedelic dream...

The charming light shining from the surface of the moon attracts the deep gaze of all things, as if it wants to take away their hearts and minds.

Someone once said that the moon is the most mysterious existence. Whenever night falls, people can witness its greatness. From a hook-like point of light in the starry sky, it gradually turns into an existence comparable to the sun, and finally falls into nothingness.

The cycle of life is displayed in the moon. When the tide surges, it means the blurring of life and death, and this is the meaning of the existence of the evil moon.

"Lower your head!" The priest's roar, followed by a sharp pain in his neck, awakened Victor. He covered his neck with his right hand and found that he was holding an unusually smooth object.

The tingling sensation moved from the arteries toward the heart, gradually dissipating the effects of the evil moon.

The priest with fluttering cloak floated beside Victor like a nimble feathered serpent. He pressed Victor's head to ensure that he would not look towards Xie Yue again.

But the priest did not apply this standard to himself. He raised his head and stared at the evil moon Mosrib, which seemed to be changing, and murmured: "God, protect your servants and let them fly in the sky... without fear of the erosion of the dark power, and without fear of death and life."

"Are there any unusual movements in the Evil Moon?" The Shadow Walker, who knew something about Mosrib, lowered his head and asked the priest who had stopped praying. He would not presume to spy on the things above his head. The best way to deal with chaos is to leave it to professionals, rather than relying on a little courage and a pathetic mentality of luck.

"Maybe..." The priest lowered his head and looked at Victor, whose body became stiff after holding the two-tailed snake: "But it won't be troublesome. This matter has nothing to do with us. Someone will deal with it." "What happened." Victor watched the two-tailed snake in his hand gradually disappear, and the psychedelic dream he had just fallen into also dissipated, and he felt a trace of regret in his heart.

It was just because he just heard Sigma's voice. He had been begging for a response for more than ten years but never got it, but now he got it.

"Victor... think about what I said before. Don't use your old inertial thinking to deal with the upcoming challenges. The church will tell you how to eliminate chaos, but it will never tell you how to fight against faith and doubt."

With a sigh, the priest dragged a few people and flew towards Kama Forest. They were about to face an unknown war. Whether there were greenskins or ratmen hidden in the mine would depend on whether the gods would protect them.

At the same time, Imrik, who was lying in his sleeping bag, suddenly woke up. The Phoenix King frowned, took off the robe hanging on the tent, and walked towards the open space.

There are often hidden dangers when staring at Mosrib. Only a madman would consider studying the hidden dangers left behind by the Chaos Invasion, but this is also an important way to explore the origin of chaos.

The Phoenix King could gaze at the Evil Moon without any obstruction, and saw a piece of flesh and blood that looked like a placenta break into pieces and fall off. As it fell into the mortal world, it separated and turned into two beams of light that were invisible to the naked eye and flew towards the east and west.

"Morgul Shadowslayer, Claw of the Evil Moon... do you want to get involved?"

His Majesty muttered to himself and ordered the Flame Knight in charge of the guard to come up quickly and asked in a low voice if there were any orders.

"His Majesty……"

Without waiting for the Flame Knight to speak, the Phoenix King issued an order: "Send Alaros back to aid Athel Loren. After a while, riots may break out in Bretonnia, which will affect Athel Loren."

Although he was still somewhat unhappy with Asrai in his heart, after all, these green jumping worms always liked to do stupid things on some occasions in the past, but since they had accepted the rule, Imrik could not bear to see the beastmen threaten the territory of the Elf Empire.

"This may cause some complaints from the dwarves. The Ulfric army led by Karl Franz needs the guidance of the Asrai giant eagles. Their air force cannot effectively scout the area around Karak Dreadnought."

"I need to see what Karl Franz is capable of, not that I have to handle everything myself. Tell the Sotek Priests in Karak Buddar to send a high-ranking priest to help Asrai defend Athel Loren."

The Phoenix King kept his head held high, focusing his attention on the Evil Moon Claw gliding towards the east.

This is a creature similar to Morgul Shadow, which has appeared many times in historical periods. The Empire has many records of killing it, but soon this mutated and terrifying beast will return with its terrifying two-headed mount Umbarok.

The Beastmen tribes have many beliefs. Most Beastmen worship Chaos without Division, which is symbolized by the evil moon, but some specific groups of war beasts will receive more favors by offering large-scale sacrifices to a certain evil god.

For example, Taunus the Bronze Bull, who was shot to death by an arrow in the future, was the chosen champion favored by Khorne. As for Shadowslayer, due to its special nature, it was a tool specially used by the Chaos Gods to deal with the Athel Loren Magic Network when it was born, so it has the ability to be almost impossible to kill.

But the evil moon Mosrib that the beastmen actually worship is incarnated as Moonclaw, an extremely crazy monster. (End of this chapter)