Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 148
  It didn't take long for Asul to be woken up by the noise one after another. Under Lynch's instructions, no accident happened.

The elves were a little surprised, and one of the sword masters looked particularly surprised.

Tiglis came to the same conclusion as Lynch, that the uninvited guests outside the house were not concrete.

However, the Archmage believes that there is some kind of powerful magic weapon that awakens the gap and activates the dormant power.

No one knew what would happen after triggering the phantom. In order to prevent his vulnerable teammates from being killed, Lynch did not attack rashly.

If he were accompanied by a cold-blooded creature, Lynch would rush out without hesitation and cut the enemy into pieces.

Because death has no weight for cold-blooded species, existence heavier than death takes away the terror of death.

For the "big plan", all cold-blooded species are willing to die happily.

But the hot-blooded species are different. They have families, relatives and friends, and the loss of every life represents heavy suffering.

If Teclis dies here, his brother will frantically return to the rainforest to look for his brother's bones.

The mentor who had extravagant hopes for him, "The Wise One" Berannar, would imprison himself on the top of the White Tower.

Teclis' father far away in his hometown will die of grief. He is an old elf and he can no longer bear the pain.

Lynch is happy to face death, but he doesn't want to force weak beings to keep up with him. They shouldn't have to shoulder such a mission.

This is a protection that the cold-blooded species has not achieved, and has nothing to do with the young race.

In the most ideal state, they should reproduce in their respective designated areas, develop civilization happily, and stay away from the poison of chaos.

This is what the Old Ones expected of them, and fighting is the Saurian's job.

As the night deepens, humans and dwarves wake up one after another.

Glenn, who had just suddenly woken up from a deep sleep, sat in the hammock and was stunned for a long time before regaining his composure.

The dwarf yelled "beer" and "tomahawk" so loudly that he almost broke the hammock.

When he noticed the spirit lingering outside the house, the dwarf subconsciously called Gazul, the dwarf's "god of the dead."

At this time, the visitors outside the house can no longer see the human form. They have lost their skin and their heads have turned into ambiguous tentacles.

As soon as the witch hunter saw the visitor under the night with the help of firelight, he was frightened out of the remaining dreams.

"Sigma's ass!"

With trembling hands, Glenn found the Holy Emblem of Sigmar and used the remaining warmth of the first generation of Human Emperor to drive away his fear.

Teclis began to prepare a large-scale spell. He wanted to avoid conflicts with people outside the house and teleport directly to a distance.

The winds of shadow began to gather, and Lynch discovered that one of the Sword Masters of Hoth was inexplicably agitated.

The lizard man touched the sword master with his scepter, but there was no abnormality on the other side, and he was just blistered.

Lin Qi sniffed the scent in the air, but couldn't find the smell he was looking for.

Seeing the indifferent expression of the Sword Master, Lynch decisively activated the arc of light, and cut open the Juggernaut's body under the horrified gazes of the hot-blooded species.

How can a normal creature remain unmoved in the face of burns?
  It was overacting, and Lynch could even smell its calmness, but at this time it should be confusion about the inexplicable behavior of the cold-blooded species, as well as offended anger, or alertness.

The blood of the elves splashed on the ground, burning into mist in the high temperature.

"Hotal!"

Another sword master shouted in shock, causing Lynch and Tigris to cast their eyes on him.

"what is his name?"

An old and high-pitched voice sounded, answering the doubts on his behalf.

"Hotal."

Lynch suddenly waved his staff, blocking the sharp claws that were stabbing the Archmage.

The flames in the four corners of the room were stretched by some force, and the firelight kneaded the shadows on the ground, vaguely forming a huge crow shape.   A sharp giant claw quickly disappeared into the shadows.

On the ground, the dead Juggernaut had a strange smile that looked like a bird but not a bird.

The old, high-pitched voice sounded in unison from the ground, from the walls, from the windows, and from the eyes of creatures.

"Hotal, or, the Son of Destiny, the Hidden One, the Guardian of Despair, the Devil who plays with shadows.

I have many names, but I like you best to call me. Mirror God! "

The glass window suddenly shattered, and countless figures appeared in the broken mirror.

The shrill, piercing laughter shook the cabin, intensifying the restlessness of the alien shadow outside.

"Reptile, do you like the gift I have prepared for you?
  I have to admit, you surprised me many times.

But even if you are you, don't think about getting out of the destined death easily without paying the price! "

The wooden house shattered instantly, and the shadow outside the house no longer hindered it, screaming and rushing towards him.

The next moment, deep darkness enveloped all the adventurers. In the darkness, the scene in Lynch's eyes changed rapidly, and he soon arrived in an unfamiliar mountain forest.

Teclis put away his staff and no longer maintained the Bridge of Shadows.

This is a special space spell. Lynch recognized the area they were currently in after identifying the surrounding plants.

They passed through the creeping jungle and reached the southernmost point of the Isthmus of Lustria.

Strangely, Lynch heard screams coming from underground.

"I will only give out one cart! One cart of dimensional stones! Gray Prophet Beau Oriel will make up the balance!"

Underground, in the dark tunnel, "The Terrifying Doom" Chuanquillo kept screaming to express his bottom line.

It only took with it a rat troll attendant named Bonecrusher, as he did not trust the other ratmen.

If those warlocks who were behind on the information knew this information, they would definitely take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits. This is all the benefits that Chuanquluo does not want to see and should be allowed to obtain.

Opposite the Gray Prophet, the groaning Plague Monk hoarsely conveyed the will of "Plague Lord" Skook.

"A cart of dimensional stones, let that shameless betrayer send ten thousand slaves! Slaves! Lord Skook has a new experiment. He wants to kill half of the lizards and lizard things in the rain forest."

"Deal! But I won't pay the price until I get the scepter."

The Plague Monk was about to get angry, but was frightened away by the black amulet that he proudly lifted up on the Gray Prophet's chest.

The next moment, fresh air fell into the tunnel, and the top of the tunnel was opened by unknown magic, allowing the moonlight to shine down.

Chuanquluo and the representatives of the Plague clan raised their heads dullly, like rats exposed to the sun.

In an instant, the Gray Prophet decisively ate a dimension stone, and immediately tore the space apart for a teleportation.

Only a group of fanatic followers of the Plague clan remained in the tunnel, facing a strange team of lizards, elves, dwarves, and humans.

The squeaking chants sounded in unison, and the rat men did not retreat. The Plague Clan had long been accustomed to encounters with cold-blooded species.

Every day, countless battles take place underground in Lustria.

There are countless cold-blooded patrols that encounter the plague monks unexpectedly. Except for the chief plague lord, the other subordinates are always changed frequently.

Nothing is more suited to this brutal tug of war than the Plague Monk.

All the plague monks took out their machetes and climbed up while hurting themselves.

But their old rivals have no intention of engaging them in close combat.

The heavenly fire was summoned by the mage and flowed along the tunnel, burning the uncleanness in the tunnel to ashes.

(End of this chapter)