Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

After a brief exchange, the Lords of the Sun and the Moon displayed their supreme power. This was the first time in a thousand years that Mazdamuddi fought alongside his brothers since Lord Odo Harlan fell into a deep sleep due to the influence of the evil moon.

Even without the help of the giant spiritual network, Mazdamuddi is still one of the most powerful spellcasters in the world. He raised his arms high and opened his mouth wide as if to swallow the magical wind of the entire kingdom into his stomach. The echoes that could not be expressed in the material world were fierce in Slan's mind.

Those magical auras polluted by chaos were transformed into tools to harm the servants of the enemy through the hands of Slan.

Several cracks spread indiscriminately towards the earth with Mazdamuddi as the center. When his big mouth closed, the clearly visible traces had spread over a hundred meters.

No one wanted to guess what was going to happen. Those two monsters were scary enough, and there were also two weird giant toads whose backgrounds were unknown...

The Norsemen had no way to retreat and were not afraid of life or death in the face of the Blood God's wrath. However, the humans, who were supposed to be their allies, were in a tricky situation at this moment.

The cracks spread quickly, and after the endless darkness swallowed up the trapped corpses, it rushed towards humans.

The prophetess led the saints to stop the terrible spell that was destroying the land of Bretonnia. If Slan was allowed to unleash his power, this place would become a broken island after the war.

Mages who believe in ladies often do surprising things on certain occasions...

They demanded that the knights and peasants not retreat, but prove their devotion to the lady with courage and face the natural disaster caused by the giant frog.

Gross was yelling at his men to evacuate immediately. He kicked away the people who were still fiddling with the equipment and said, "Go! Forget about this junk!"

There are not many stories in the New World, but they are very realistic. The Tyrannosaurus Rex wandering in the jungle has attracted the attention of many humans, and they finally concluded that it is better to stay in the Isthmus of Lustria.

Rumor has it that the Devil Lizard can destroy a city and topple mountains with its flesh, but the rumors about Slann are even more terrifying...

Many people who were fortunate enough to survive the Crusade of Snakes and Rats vividly described how the Slann controlled the weather, causing thunder and heavy rain to fall on the Skaven.

The abyss fell, and several cracks large enough to swallow chariots and horses gradually opened up. The efforts of the female sorcerers were meaningless to the Slann, and many sons of Bretonnia fell into darkness.

What followed the extinction of the cities was the derivative effects according to their respective characteristics. Some rumors indicated that Master Ma changed his usual habit of throwing friends into the Tyrannosaurus pit and instead used cremation.

The lava gushing out from the ground, dragging with it poisonous gases, surged out, and the flames waves a hundred meters high turned this place into a hell on earth.

The screams and prayers of those who were unfortunate enough to be touched mixed with Shi Lan's clattering sounds, creating an ironic scene.

If one wants to get Shi Lan's forgiveness, the best way is to beg and shout that he shed blood for the great plan. Unfortunately, no one knows about this...

The surging magma flowed into the ocean, forming a solidified black rock that stretched for thousands of meters.

This gave the Norsemen some breathing room and at least found a passable road.

But as soon as they landed, what was waiting for them was not the solidified and cooled magma, but the spell of Lord Oddo Harlan.

There are now five second-generation Slann, the most famous of whom is Mazdamuddi, followed by Hunni Aitanqui. The former's proficiency in the Wind of Akshay can be regarded as a gift from the ancient saints, and the latter's manipulation of shadows is enough to protect one side.

As the Lord of Moon City and responsible for the divination of the Lizardmen, Odo Harlan's study of the Wind of Agil can only be called a miracle. A gust of wind came from the sea in his mind. He did not need to control the magic wind, but only relied on his mind to change the physical laws of the world.

Following the strong wind were dark clouds that gradually grew thicker. Thunder roared and hundreds of dazzling blue lights shattered the lava channel created by Mazdamuddi, causing the rubble and corpses to float onto the sea.

"It's really... boring." Imrik looked back at the situation on land from time to time. He wanted to see Laun's attitude and whether his devout heart would remain stubborn after the elves took the initiative to show their goodwill.

But after the two Slann's efforts, a corner of Bretonnia's territory was shattered into pieces. This was not support at all, it was simply assisting the Norsemen, helping them accomplish a feat that they would never be able to achieve in their lifetime.

Minasnir shook his head and lured Slan over, which consumed a lot of his energy. Fortunately, he had just forcibly cut off the passage connecting to the City of Misty Light. If Huini Aitankui had appeared together, he might have fallen into the sea due to exhaustion.

By the way... Is Shi Lan so idle? A simple summoning coordinate can easily attract him.

Pausing the attack, Lao Mi turned and looked at the land, witnessing the killing of the lizard. His eyes gradually closed and an unhappy growl came from his throat.

"Your Excellency... I should once again fight an ancient battle with that terrifying lizard that has killed so many dragons."

"Don't think about it. They are all old calendars about the dawn of creation. Digging them up will only make your situation too small..." In order to calm Lao Mi's emotions, Imrik also chose to talk nonsense and make random racial jokes.

"Think about it from another perspective. There are less than twenty lizards left in the mortal world, and the Caledor Fire Dragons still occupy the sky and cover the land. This means we have won."

"The clown mentality."

Obviously, this joke did not make Lao Mi happy. The dragon flapped its wings, ready to make a big move.

When the dark clouds gathered into a thousand-meter shadow, Lord Oddo Harlan stopped casting the spell. He had prepared a huge comet as a gift to the servant of the enemy, but he did not expect that the dragon would snatch control of the magic wind.

Shi Lan is naturally capable of maintaining control of the wind of magic, but the dragon's identity is not simple. He is a servant of the ancient saints, which is roughly equivalent to the relationship between Master K and Taibok.

The magical wind gathered by Shilan, coupled with the tremendous control brought by Lao Mi's huge body, led to a phenomenon.

The giant meteorite that fell from the sky was like the double-tailed comet that hung in the sky many years ago, except that this comet's target was Bretonnia, not Mordheim.

Zun Zun, who was fighting with the Yankees, changed his expression and looked at the meteorite comet falling from the sky in disbelief. With his sharp eyesight, he could tell that the size of the meteorite was not even smaller than his.

“Is this giant dragon planning to kill me…” After mocking himself, the Venerable extended his virtual right palm forward and grabbed the petite Kuimoke from a distance of a hundred meters.

"Ku-Gah!"

The Lizardman Lord, who had sensed the gathering of magic, skillfully used his claws to hang on the palm of the Devil Lizard to avoid the impending catastrophe.

A meteorite falls, like a natural disaster... In the desperate cry, the map will be rewritten. (End of this chapter)