Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 192 Eye of Zongqi ()

Tigris may have gone crazy, but he actually pretended to be mysterious and said that he knew everything that happened at sea and would come with reinforcements.

The commander wearing an eagle helmet smiled disdainfully, what did his brother use to fight at sea? With his vomit?

At the southwest end of the Burial Ship Cemetery, the Archmage was overlooking the blue sea on the pyramid engine. Teclis almost vomited out the food he had just eaten because of the scene.

The lizard man waited quietly, and without letting them wait any longer, strong Thoros appeared out of thin air in the undulating sea water.

They are like swimming fish born in the sea, and their activities in the water are not affected at all.

Sir John looked at the storm in the distance, where he would fight next.

There are huge ship frames walking on the sea. They are made of soaked and rotten wood, rusty steel and the flesh of unknown creatures.

These giant dead ships carried ridiculous cannons and kept pouring cannon fire at the end of John's sight.

The vampires rode bats as big as dragons, blocking the clouds from airtight. The lightning that kept flashing over them was controlled by black magic and turned into weapons of the undead.

Countless undead sea beasts were soaked in the sea water, and the warships decorated with human bones and skins were not swallowed by the stormy waves, standing strangely in the chaotic tide.

The undead are at war with unknown forces, and the sounds of war can be heard hundreds of miles away.

Lynch knew that this was only a part of the battlefield.

The Norscans are to the southeast and the Skaven are to the northeast.

Assul was blocked in the north and was in conflict with Druzi in the northwest.

The southwest battlefield where Lynch is located is the position of the Dread Fleet.

His star chart had been lit, but he couldn't just leave.

A total of 1000 Thoros are ready. They want to fight through the battlefield and cooperate with Asul to defeat the low-level creatures surrounding the Ancient Saint's engine one by one.

If possible, it is best to shut down the activated star engine and recover it.

Lynch is not prepared to dismiss the suspended pyramid, which will become a fortress for mages.

What happened when he recovered the Ancient Saint Slate made Lynch understand that there was a master assassin of the rat people on this battlefield.

The "Master of Death" of the Eshin clan is by no means an easy person. Countless famous warriors and rulers have died silently at his hands.

Lynch only planned to bring the Holy Grail Knight who was determined to die, and the other hot-blooded species could stay in the suspension engine to defend the mage.

There are a large number of Carstein blood descendants in the Dread Fleet. If there is no way to resist the vampire spell, no matter how many warriors there are, they will die in vain.

These Zongqi Blessers wore magic amulets, which could only help them resist spells that were not powerful enough. As far as Lynch knew, the owner of the Dread Fleet was a superb spell master.

Count Noctilus can even control sunken ships across the ocean and pull them all to the Ship Burial Cemetery.

Cold-blooded species cannot directly join the frontal battlefield. Attacks from all parties will cause the lizard people to quickly reduce their numbers.

They should take advantage of it and break the situation by surprise while Asul is fighting with all parties from underwater.

The monsters of Druchi and the sea beasts dominated by the fear fleet have become the main enemies of the cold-blooded species.

The Skaven's warpstone device is the second biggest threat, and Lynch plans to deal with the Skaven last.

Their fleet looks extremely fragile, but it is a double-edged sword. Killing them will pay a huge price.

Because rat-creatures are notoriously unstable.

The most difficult thing to deal with is the Norscans, who seem to be following an ancient dragon demon.

Lynch plans to try his luck with the weapons obtained from the mysterious island. Of course, this will also lead to death. The ancient dragon demon is not inferior to the great demon in any way. In this storm, it is an extraordinary war ruler.

In the distant past, dragon demons were also a powerful race that competed with dragons for planetary hegemony.

They are famous for their close combat capabilities.

Lightning excites dragon demons, and being bathed in lightning makes their already formidable powers even more frenzied.

No matter how powerful it is now, Lynch must face it, put it to sleep, or kill it outright.

On the southern battlefield, one hundred and thirteen giant dragons carried their high-spirited companions, looking towards the fearful beasts that blocked the sky and sun on the west side.

The undead were more numerous than the stars in the sky, so much so that they even filled the sea water.

The giant dragon and the dragon princes who were alone in the deep were surrounded. Whether it was the sea or the sky, there were vampires everywhere who were eager to drink dragon blood.

Enemies are as rampant as the demonic frenzy thousands of years ago, which makes the oldest existence among the dragons, the star dragon Minas Nil, recall the battle thousands of years ago.

At that time, they followed the oldest dragon at that time, the star dragon Indragnir, and his companion Aenarion, and they were also surrounded in the sky above the island.

But what had besieged them at first were endless demons, but now they were just inferior undead souls trying to get their hands on the dragon's blood.

At that time they were fighting for the fate of the world, but here they were fighting for the elves' unforgettable hatred.

There were only a few survivors of the dragons who fought side by side at the beginning. They were all old dragons with incredible strength and wisdom.

Now there are only one hundred and twelve young guys who follow Minas Nir through life and death.

Minasnir will not complain or regret, for it was promised to the elf named Imric.

The dragon's pride cannot be blasphemed.

On the dragon's back, Imrik, the "Dragon Lord" and Prince of Caledor, blew the dragon's horn.

The roars of hundreds of giant dragons made the air suffocating and quiet, and the thunder seemed pale and feeble.

The dragon princes grasped the dragon spear passed down from generation to generation in their family and stared at the leader, Prince Imrik.

They were the descendants of the Dragon Tamer of Caledor, and the Kingdom of Caledor was named after that great mage.

Now, they will once again fight off powerful enemies under the banner of Caledor.

"For the Kingdom of Caledor! For the blood of the dragon!"

Imric shouted and roared to inspire the courage of the dragon princes, but they did not need such encouragement at all.

The dragon is here, and for thousands of years, no enemy has survived the charge of the Dragon Prince's legion.

They are bound to win, but they are just an inferior race. How can they defeat the elves who are far more perfect than them?

Every dragon prince thinks that he is the leader among the elves. Compared with the dragon princes, the elven princes and princesses of other kingdoms are just weak lambs.

Hundreds of bloodthirsty roars responded to the dragon lord's call, and all the dragon princes were ready to charge. This time, they were going to rush to the core of the Burial Ship Cemetery in one fell swoop.

"For Caledor!"

The terrible sound of breathing echoed between heaven and earth, and there was a faint light of fire in the belly of the dragon in the sky.

The bloodthirsty ghosts and horror beasts that were rushing towards the dragon were running slower and slower, and the vampires had already fled away with the horror beasts.

(End of this chapter)