Chapter 978 Cavalry Siege the City? Witch King, You Are a Bastard

Abrash's words are very pertinent and explain the true situation in one sentence. Vampires are a group of pretentious creatures and will never succumb to anyone easily.

Even the master who created them, Nagash, would like to bite a bone from the Lord of the Dead as long as he finds an opportunity.

I wanted to patiently explain Vlad's situation to Ablash. After all, no one would like to see Nagash's resurrection. The undead need a master to rule.

This master must at least have some sense and a bottom line, rather than a mental illness like Nagash.

But before he opened his mouth and uttered the first word, a subtle smile appeared on Imrik's face, and he spread his hands to make an inviting gesture.

"Well... I don't deny that the matter of Vashanesh has something to do with me, but a more interesting thing is about to happen."

"Witch King?" Ablash knew Malekith. Although he had never actually met him, in a certain sense, the damage caused to the world by the Witch King and the Lord of the Undead was comparable.

Or maybe it's more harmful. After all, the Lord of the Dead only reduced his hometown of Nehekhara to ruins, leaving a mess for future generations.

But Malekith directly caused the decline of the elves and dwarves, and was considered one of the leaders of the evil forces.

Imrik nodded. Druzi had already assembled his troops to attack Ulthuan. The scale was far greater than any period in history. Malekith was determined to break through Assur and become the destiny. The Phoenix King.

The Ablash in front of him is a good helper. If the ancestor of the blood dragon can be made to take action, he may be able to catch Drucci off guard.

"I told you about Vashanesh, but in return, I need you to lead the Blood Knights in an attack."

Abrash's stern pale face was a bit amusing, "You are somewhat different from the Prince of Caledor I expected, and you actually proposed cooperation with a vampire."

"As long as the Blood Dragon Family can kill enough Druzis, I can completely regard you as Caledor's worthy partner. Compared with the dirty things vampires do secretly, I wail more about the death of Druzis. interested."

"Interesting." Ablash picked up the dragon's blood bottle on the table again and felt the strong life breath inside. It was not the blood of the weak Silver Moon Dragon and the Flame Dragon, but should be the blood of a Shining Star Dragon.

After thinking for a while, the Blood Dragon Ancestor made a condition.

"Minasnir, after I finish this, I will challenge this ancient dragon."

"Okay." Imrik was not worried about Lao Mi. He really made the old guy anxious. Perhaps Nagash would have to play in person to be a threat.

"So regarding Vashanesh, there are two things he has to do..."

As the two people who met for the first time were bound to have a fight one after another, an endless fleet appeared in the northern ocean.

Malekith tried to gather all the power of Druchi, but there was only one exception. Blood Queen Heliben did not seem to want to abandon Hargansi, except to provide Naggarond with a team of executioners and witch spirits as usual. In addition to the mixed elite troops, they are always playing a bloody game with the chaotic Yankees heading south.

This change made the Witch King a little afraid, especially since he was unable to control Tyrion's whereabouts. Hargansi's every move was strictly monitored.

The Cain sect is a group of lunatics. Malekith, who has oppressed Druchi for thousands of years in the name of the incarnation of the Blood-Hand God, knows this truth very well. He cannot tell who Helene will choose to support in the end. It is Druchi Eternal Witch. The king, the Phoenix King chosen by Asuryan, or Tyrion, the bloodborn of Aenarion who drew the sword of Khaine.

According to his speculation, it is more likely to support the latter.

Therefore, he also left a big gift for Heliben...

Kuran Blackhand walked into the palace of the Black Ark Witch King, bowed his head and expressed his surrender to Malekith, who was wearing a red and white robe, and spoke in a calm tone about the upcoming fate of Harganxi.

"Valkia has marched towards Harganxi, and the Yankees in the Chaos Wasteland have gathered under the banner of the Blood God. Before you take back the throne of the Phoenix King, Heliben can only start the fighting game with the followers of Chaos."

Malekith nodded to indicate that he understood. Despite this arrangement, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart and asked,

"Where's the Black Ark?"

"The Black Ark Admiral in Harganxi has been replaced by our people and is attacking any moving ship in the port indiscriminately."

Yes, Malekith has completely given up on Hargansi. He needs to reduce the changes to zero as much as possible. Since as the Phoenix King, he should shoulder the responsibility of defeating Kane's choice.

Even though he personally ordered the construction of this city...

Thinking that everything was well arranged, Malekith waved his hand and asked Kuran to invite all the important people of Druchi here. He needed to boost the morale of the army. Before fulfilling his long-cherished wish, Druchi still had some value.

Elves entered the palace one after another, Night Governor Malus, Kraken Lord Loxia, Witch Queen Moras, Shadow Blade...

In terms of strength on paper, Malekith knew that his top combat power was at a serious disadvantage compared to Assur. It was less than a hundred years before the battle of Fenouir Plains. Even with Druchi's high-speed reproduction ability, it was still very difficult. It's hard to find a legendary strongman like Lacasse.

Malus the Thorny-headed has a gloomy face, Hagrid Grave has been reduced to ruins, and the precious minerals mined by slaves can only benefit the Yankees in the end. This makes the Night Governor, who has always been a slave owner, very heartbroken, and also makes the Night Governor feel sad. The demon within him was restless.

After all, the person sitting on the main seat is the heir of Aenarion, who once expelled the four chief chaos demons. Looking at Malekith from the devil's unique perspective, he is like a phoenix burning with red and white holy fire. The aftermath made the soul in the seal feel stinging.

This influence directly caused Malus to be very emotionally unstable. When he saluted the Phoenix King according to etiquette, he clenched his teeth and spoke in a tone that sounded like he wanted to kill someone.

"Holy Phoenix...King, ah, shut up, you cowardly devil!"

Malekith glanced at Malus with contempt. He would never entrust the army to the Night Governor unless there was no one available.

The best outcome for this Druzi, who is deeply influenced by demons, is to die immediately after he dominates Ulthuan, so that there will be no stain on the Phoenix King's side.

"Marus, after arriving in Ulthuan, lead your army to besiege the Dragon Gate."

These astonishing words stunned Malus' painful face. He only had one kind of elite troop, and that was the Cold Lizard Knights.

Are you fucking crazy to let cavalry attack a military fortress guarded by dragons? (End of chapter)