Chapter 1130 Leave Some Things Behind

Akhan stared at the master on the throne of Nagashza for a long time...

He was Nagash's servant, student, and successor. Many people believed that Akhan's loyalty to Nagash came from some unspeakable curse.

But Akhan never forgot that when the living were ostracized in Khemri, it was Nagash who saved a noble prodigal son...

Give the true meaning of black.

Akhan murmured to himself, and a trace of sadness appeared in his empty eyes.

"We should leave... Now is not the time to wake up."

With the help of the dragon soul, the defenders of Nagashza were quickly shattered by the natural majesty, and Akhan could feel the anger from the dragon.

When he first saw it, the Lich Lord thought that Prince Caledor had enslaved the soul of a dragon with his special ability, but after truly sensing some thoughts extended from the dragon, Akhan fell silent.

The necromancers have been studying the method of dragon enslavement for thousands of years, and Caledor has achieved it only with emotion and will. The ancient covenant allows the dragon soul to reappear in the world...

"Leave... No, this is the last chance. If the elves obtain Nagashiza, our silent kingdom will fall."

The whispering of the Lord of the Dead made Arkhan a little painful. He wanted to advise, if you could be wiser, would our situation be so embarrassing?

Confidently fighting Sigmar alone, he was beaten to pieces by Gail Maraz, fighting with Alcadiza, and was calculated by the ratmen.

Now even the less important Nagashiza has been targeted by the elves and vampires. It can't be helped, really can't be helped.

Arkhan ignored the whispers in his mind. He has seen through the elves' plan. As long as he leaves Nagashiza, there will be a dragon army to intercept him.

They will not crush the followers of Nagash, but they will definitely make him go to the Black Tower. There is no place for him in the World Edge Mountains.

The servant looked sideways at another servant, a tall skeleton warrior, holding a huge axe and standing silently in the hall.

"Gul, stop Aboras, I need some time."

Gul, who is not good at speaking, showed his loyalty to Nagash with his actions. The ancient Chaos Champion Warrior, even if he turned into a dead person, would not be ashamed of the honor of the Blood God.

Akhan walked to the throne and gently touched the remaining remains of Nagash with his fingers. He needed to return to the Black Tower to gather strength again and use Settra as a cover to resist the elves and vampires.

This matter must be done in secret. If Settra knew that he brought the remains of Nagash back to the Black Tower, the Immortal Emperor would kill the vampire first, and then put aside some disputes with the elves and point the spearhead at the black pyramid.

The power of the same origin quickly merged into one. The will of the Lord of the Dead, which was extremely poisonous to others, was nothing to Akhan. He had long been accustomed to having a madman talking in his mind.

The skeleton warriors loyal to Nagash gathered secretly around Arkhan. They would escort the loyal servants of the Lord of the Dead away until they saw the resurrection of Nagash.

Soon, the castle that Arkhan had voluntarily abandoned fell under the fierce attack of Abras and Vlad.

But when Vlad saw the empty hall, he still couldn't help the anger in his heart. The loss was too serious, and the war with the Tomb King could not get a positive feedback.

He had no tomb technicians under his command for a long time, and the remaining constructs in Nagash's Zha were useless. The frenzied Arkhan also destroyed a large number of important facilities before retreating.

This is a useless fortress!

Abras was in a good mood. The fight with Gul made him feel familiar. The strength of this Yankee champion was as strong as ever.

After taking off his helmet, the Blood Dragon Ancestor looked at Vlad's embarrassed expression, "Do you want to use this place as a base?"

"I have no other choice. Lahmia was given to Khalida by the elf, and the situation in the World Edge Mountains is even more chaotic... Damn, Arkhan actually moved everything."

"But there is one thing that he can't take away."

Vlad was stunned, and his frown never relaxed, "You mean the dimensional stone?"

Aborash nodded and pointed at the green light that kept flashing in the dark hall.

"Your descendant Manfred is very good at using dimensional stones to cultivate some mutant monsters. Von Carstein is the real master of humans and beasts."

"Lowly, disgusting beasts are not worthy of being my army." Vlad rejected this proposal without hesitation. Using dimensional stones to cultivate monsters is a good idea. Just throw some lowly blood descendants in the dimensional stone basement, and you will get a batch of abnormally bloodthirsty monsters in a short time.

"But your losses are severe. More than half of the troops brought from Sylvania were killed or wounded. This scale is difficult to resist Settra's shining front."

"This is a problem." Vlad paced back and forth. He needed a large number of corpses, otherwise he would soon lose them all in the successive battles.

But now, where is the large-scale battlefield? And can it be directly pulled to Nagashza?

After thinking for a long time, he focused on the World Edge Mountains. The corpses of greenskins and ratmen are a good choice as cannon fodder. Although disgusting, it is worth using.

But Aboraash has a better idea.

"The beasts in the Sorrow Mountains... they are a good force."

"Too far away."

"Someone will help you do it, right?"

At Aboraash's reminder, Vlad's smile became more subtle. Since he wanted the count to control the undead, he couldn't just provide some combat power.

Carstein has left Sylvania, and it is difficult to find suitable troops now. However, if he has a thousand-man ogre army in his hands, he will have some confidence when fighting against Settra.

After thinking for a long time, Vlad ordered the blood descendants to start checking the situation of Nagashza. In a short time, this castle that the Lord of the Dead and the rats are fighting for will be used by von Carstein.

On the other side, Draknir, who encountered Arkhan, looked at the winged carriage of the Lich Lord thoughtfully.

"Your thing is very good, made of dragon bones?"

Arkhan nodded silently. After seeing a hundred dragons, his original hopeful thoughts immediately cooled down.

The situation on the battlefield of Kislev made him misjudge the strength of Caledor. Although he heard that the dragons had awakened, the number of thousands was really hard to believe.

In other words, if two dragons are compared to a Titan, the army of five hundred Titans is enough to conquer the whole world, rather than dreaming on an island.

But just in front of him, there were a hundred dragons...

Draknir also nodded, without making an attacking gesture.

"Arkhan, you should understand why I am here. I will not attack you, but you have to leave something behind." (End of this chapter)