Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 360 The Long Night ()

The barren soil is littered with dimensional stone fragments, and crops dripping with milk and blood grow in a scrawled manner. From time to time, their ferocious mouthparts are thrust into the wind in search of food. This is Southern Sylvania.

Although the deepest part of the forest swamp can only hold water up to Lynch's knees, it is no safer than the swamps of Lustria.

There are no large cold-blooded creatures in the swamps of the old world. Instead, there are corpses with carrion attached.

Almost every moment, undead try to touch the lizard-men, but they fall before they can get close.

The stone slab is nearby, but there is another enemy nearby that even the lizardmen cannot underestimate.

A group of shadows danced in the lush forest, and the lizard man kept changing his position, engaging in an invisible confrontation with the dark existence.

It was like an invisible shadow, one moment in the east, the next moment in the west.

Lynch had no chance of hitting it without using unconventional methods.

But if your trump card is exposed and you can't kill with one hit, there won't be much to fight next.

Always preparing to inspire "the blink of an eye", he is waiting for an opportunity.

At the top of the tower of Taranhof Castle, the Great Necromancer held up the "Nine Volumes of Nagash" and chanted the syllables representing the undead in a cadence.

It was like the leaves were rustling with the wind, but Lynch was sure that it was not the sound of wind, but that it came from a distant place.

It's like a dying old man giving his final instructions, or like a patient suffering from pain moaning before dying.

The wind of Shasu occupied Lynch's field of vision for a moment, and the whole of Sylvania was boiling.

The undead magic power deposited in the ground steamed up, echoing the noise that seemed like the sighs of billions of dead people.

One thought instantly dominated the lizard man's thoughts - the world has changed, and the Night of the Dead has arrived.

The hoarse spell could be heard thousands of miles around Tarenhof Castle. The grand spell forced the wind of magic into silence, and the necromantic magic ruled the land where the spell reached.

The earth shook gently, and pairs of hands with only bones and rotten flesh lifted up the dust, allowing the skeleton warriors wearing rusty armor to return to the world.

Countless ancient tombs once again welcomed their guardians, and the fire of the soul ignited the bodies of ancient warriors, allowing them to patrol the world again.

Necromantic magic forged terrifying weapons for the resurrected warriors, and the enchanted swords drank human blood just after they were born.

The ancient soldiers awakened from the underground occupied the ground in a few moments, and the villages and towns built on their bones met their doom in the next moment.

"Songer" Kessler was awakened by the screams of the soldiers. As soon as he found the war hammer from his side, he came face to face with a dead tomb guard.

He reflexively smashed the plate armor on the undead with a hammer. The powerful blow definitely shattered the undead's abdominal cavity that had not yet completely decayed. However, the holes in its body made by the war hammer were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. These The undead have abnormal vitality that is not inferior to that of vampires.

The emperor's call sounded in the center of the camp, and the orders of officers at all levels rushed to all directions in the darkness, mixed with the rhythm of screams and fighting.

Kessler prayed to Sigmar, calling upon the gods with his unbreakable faith.

All the warriors within a hundred meters of Kessler heard the voice of the priest in their souls, piety attached to the human sword and gunpowder, and the power of Sigma blessed every warrior. The priest tensed his muscles and let the war hammer fall on the undead again. The power comparable to that of an orc made the undead's face sink into his head.

The undead creatures screamed and turned into ashes under the divine power, and the same wailing appeared dozens of times in just a short moment.

The battle priest walked out of the camp, and as expected saw bones scattered on the ground, as well as soldiers fighting with ancient warriors.

The gunfire kept ringing, but the darkness contributed to the chaos. Only a few imperial sergeants gathered their gunners, and more soldiers just fired their guns randomly. It was lucky not to hit their comrades.

The huge number of knights strangled the upper limit of the chaos. The enemies who attacked at night were eliminated by the empire's outstanding warriors at the first time. The few remaining stragglers survived in the chaos for a long time.

Ordinary soldiers obviously cannot overview the overall situation in an instant like a battle priest. A small group of soldiers even almost ignited gunpowder and died together with the enemy that had already been eliminated.

As each officer responded to the situation, the chaos gradually stopped. Every soldier found his commander, and every sergeant contacted the general.

The sudden night attack was regarded as a precursor to the war. With the help of sandbags and wooden fences, the simple defenses were quickly reinforced and rebuilt.

The camp of nearly ten thousand people built a circular temporary fortress with the emperor as the center.

It turned out that they were wise, and the attack did not stop. When the corpses of ancient warriors, wearing old armor, surrounded the high ground, the most optimistic soldiers also realized that something was wrong.

The vampires had never produced such warriors before, but more skeletons and walking corpses that were about to collapse.

The undead are feigning defeat, and they ignorantly step into the trap.

A vampire wearing blood-colored armor and with disheveled white hair stepped on the breeze and approached the camp from mid-air. The cannonballs fired at it by the gunners in a hurry were deflected by invisible forces, and the muskets failed to achieve any effect.

Vlad stood above the rows of tomb guards who were as uniform as machines. He drew his sword and made a royal salute to His Majesty deep in the camp.

"Your Majesty, the number of your soldiers is far inferior to mine. If you are willing to surrender, I will treat you with the highest courtesy. Of course, following convention, I will give you the right to resist, but your soldiers are destined to suffer heavy casualties."

Vlad responded with the war hammer raised by the human emperor and the holy flames thrown by the battle priest.

Obviously, the undead underestimated mankind's determination to resist until the end, and also underestimated the human emperor, who had not shown any skills in the past ten years.

Just when Lynch was distracted for a moment, his side was torn open by an unknown enemy with sharp claws, with a bone-deep wound.

The lizard man's sudden resistance threw away the flesh-and-blood beast that was about to throw him to the ground. He quickly entered the state of "in an instant" and used his instantly improved reaction speed to wave his scepter and smash the beast into pieces. A monster made of flesh and blood.

But I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lynch's counterattack seemed to fall into the air. It was more like the monster actively shredded the flesh before the scepter fell on it, and let the minced flesh avoid it in a wonderful trajectory in mid-air. He was struck by the lizard man's violent attacks.

A ray of pure light shot directly into the mass of flesh and blood at the same moment. This time, Lynch saw its changes clearly. It had indeed moved the pieces of flesh that might be hit by the beam to other places in advance.

The engine ray fell into the void, and the mass of flesh and blood dispersed into countless blood droplets and pieces of flesh without hesitation, disappearing into the dense forest like a fluid, and then reuniting in the distance.

This is a monster that can change its body at will. It can even make flesh and blood leave the body and control the movement of flesh and blood from a distance.

(End of this chapter)