Chapter 1125 The Pride of the Tomb King

Kalida stopped the priest from chattering and wanted to ask the other party's thoughts. She stood on the golden giant snake, calm and majestic.

"What do you want, young elf? The endless sand sea of ​​Nehekhara does not welcome island residents."

"Many people have said similar things, saying that elves are not suitable for wastelands, dark lands, and northern cold lands... But the facts prove that we have the ability to find the land we like."

"..."Kalida was silent for a while, calculating in her mind how much it would cost to stop this dragon army. If her prediction is correct, the elves who robbed the two volumes of the Book of Nagash are probably trying to attack the black pyramid.

Lybaras is far away from the heart of Nehekhara and very close to the rainforest of the south. As long as the elves set up defenses in the Canyon of Kings, Settra may find it difficult to defeat them head-on.

After putting pressure on Queen Lybaras, Draknir did not say hostile words as expected.

"Of course we are not interested in the yellow sand. There are too many dead people here, and too few living people."

"Is this the reason why you brought hundreds of dragons to Lybaras?!"

Kalida's venom staff pointed directly at Draknir. If necessary, she would let this ungrateful elf see the power of the God of Vengeance.

"Sure enough, the Tomb Kings are a group of 'people' who are not easy to teach... I came here for only one purpose. You open the port of Lybaras to Caledor, and I will help you recover Lahmia."

"Reason." Although she was tempted, Khalida was not stupid. Why did the elves enter Nehekhara?

"To solve something that you bunch of trash can't do in your lifetime, and completely annihilate Nagash."

Kalida laughed instead of being angry, "I mistakenly thought that the arrogance of the elves was based on strength... But a hundred dragons will give you the confidence to crush Nagash. If your father were here, I would still agree with this.

But you, can't."

Edtalis narrowed his eyes and announced something to Khalida indifferently.

"Draknir is the legitimate descendant of his father's power according to law and ritual, and he is the worthy Lord of Caledor.

Dead man, are you questioning Caledor's inability to fight Nagash?"

"Hehe." Without saying anything, Khalida seemed to have said everything.

For a moment, both sides tensed up because of the queen's chuckle. The dragon lowered its head, its mouth full of sharp teeth gradually opened, and its chest bulged obviously.

And the elite archers of Lybaras also vaguely pulled up the bowstrings and aimed at the proud beast.

After sighing, Draknir signaled the dragons to stop preparing to breathe. Although Lybaras is in a remote location, it is also protected by Settra.

If they attack it easily, this demonstration will turn into a conflict between Nehekhara and Ulthuan, which is seriously inconsistent with the current interests of Caledor.

"Since you don't accept this provision, I will take Lahmia in my own way."

"Please do as you wish."

After saying this, Khalida led the army back to the city wall without hesitation. She didn't believe that the elves would set their minds on Lahmia. Apart from a group of vampires and a desecrated temple, Lahmia had long lost its value.

Seeing that Khalida was unmoved by soft or hard words, Draknir shook his head in silence. The Tomb King was an extremely arrogant person before his death, and this obsession became even more severe after his death.

Khalida was still considered a wise person, but even if Caledor proposed such a generous condition, she still disagreed. The remaining old antiques might be even more incredible.

After thinking for a while, Draknir nodded to Edtalis and prepared to summon the army of Dawn Fortress and Dragonbone Waste to capture Lahmia.

Prince Caledor would not burn the city to ridicule the arrogance of the Tomb King.

On the contrary, it would be even more cruel, giving it to Settra, so that the Immortal Emperor would taste the humiliation.

The prince's decree was issued very quickly. When ships sailed on the border of Nehekhara, a lizardman army emerged from the jungle of the Southland and passed by Libaras accidentally.

Khalida finally understood that the elves were serious.

But what was the purpose of doing this?

She didn't want to ask about this matter. Lahmia was Khalida's hometown and she was also a member of the royal family with blood ties to Neferata.

From a legal point of view, Khalida undoubtedly had more reason to obtain this land.

The priest whispered to the queen, "The elves' troops are heading towards Lahmia."

"They may want to block Arkhan's retreat."

Three days later, the priest continued.

"The elves are already besieging the walls of Lahmia."

"This is just a detailed attack, with the intention of Libaras sending troops to support."

Five days later, the priest said again.

"The city gate has been breached, and the dragon army easily crushed the zombies manipulated by the white-skinned fanged vampires."

"..."Kalida's mind sank, and she made a decision that went against her ancestors' precepts.

"Send out the army, Libaras can't watch the holy city being occupied by elves!"

On the other side, Draknir looked at the fireworks-filled Lahmia, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

I'm about to capture the temple, why hasn't Libaras sent troops yet, are you really going to let me add this holy city to Setra?

While he was thinking, a warrior in black and red armor walked over quickly. In order to adapt to the special environment of the Dragonbone Wasteland close to the dark land, all the warriors guarding the holy land uniformly changed into dark red armor to commend their outstanding contributions and brave determination.

"Your Highness, there is still a group of vampires resisting, and their magic ability is very strong. Whether it is a crossbow or dragon breath, it is difficult to break the barrier."

After stopping to think, Draknir understood that this required magical support. The city that had been occupied by vampires for too long was too full of death wind, and it was difficult for the military mages to use effective powerful mages.

And when it comes to magic ability, he dares to claim to be the top of Caledor.

"Got it, continue to eliminate the remaining dead, and don't let any dead leave."

After leaving the temporary command post, Draknir's temporary mount slowly walked over, lowered his body and invited the elf boy to sit down.

The dragon's deep and powerful voice could not penetrate the sound of battle echoing in the city.

"I hate this place... It reminds me of my compatriots who were desecrated in the Boneyard."

"I am the same, so we should get rid of Nagash. Settra only wants to stay in Khemri as his immortal emperor, but the necromancer wants to turn the world into a silent kingdom.

There are no songs and laughter, nothing but dead silence and perverted hearts."

"As you wish..." The dragon looked back at the young elf and said thoughtfully: "The two little guys still need time to grow up, but you must have a stable partner as a prince... Ingsos is a waste, he found a nightingale as a pet, and the remaining few shining star dragons have strange tempers..."

The self-recommended dragon caused Draknir to shake his head, how could he not guess this little thought.

"Let's talk about it after the trip... Maybe I can ask Minathnir to get rid of my father? After all, he is the lord of the dragon group, and I am Prince Caledor, it's a perfect match."

"He will be happy to nod in agreement, and then be nagged by Imrik." (End of this chapter)