Chapter 983 Blood Dragon and Black Blade

The war first broke out in the west of Ulthuan, and the two races represented by the Ocean Lord Aislin and the Kraken Lord Loxia carried out merciless and continuous killings.

A naval battle is an extremely long process, especially a battle with giant battleships as the basic unit. It takes a lot of time for the artillery to cause clear damage to the Black Ark, and the fast jumping Druzi ships dragged by the Hell Sea Dragon also The battle situation became extremely chaotic.

The shortcomings and strengths of both sides are very obvious. Druzi is good at melee combat, while Asul specializes in long-range strikes with the help of sophisticated artillery and magic.

This is a battle for the threshold. It is a challenge for both sides whether to successfully jump into the gang before the Black Ark turns into ruins, or to throw the gang-hopping Drucci into the sea before the Black Ark is destroyed.

And this also directly led to one thing. Malekith, who was unwilling to give up the God Blessing Evil Party, prepared to launch an attack on the border of Tyronlock before Loxia contributed the last bit of value. As long as a city could be destroyed, for Caledor's alliance with Tyron'lok were both huge hits.

With this idea in mind, the "loyal" general Malus led the cold lizard knights to run westward along the broken road. On the way, the black blade kept shouting insults into the air.

"Idiot, a fool who is dazzled by power! The strategic plan decided yesterday can be changed today. Even the bugs in the mine are more determined than you...

Shut up, devil! "

Regardless of whether Malus was scolding the great demon Zarkhan in his body or Malekith, none of the cold lizard knights under his command dared to refute at all.

Maybe Malus is just an insignificant illegitimate son, but now he is also the unquestionable second-in-command of Druchi, the war lord of the Phoenix King. There is no need to follow any rules if he wants to execute a few dissidents for no reason.

There was no concealment of the roaring army moving through the Badlands of Nagaryth. After all, creatures like the Cold Lizard should not be expected to operate secretly, not to mention that the rider on it was also a very qualified lunatic.

The accompanying infantry regiment followed closely. In Malekith's eyes, perhaps this army had become a necessity that could be sacrificed.

After the dark veins in Malus' skin receded, the cold lizard knight who knew the situation of the black blade drove his mount to him and said in a deep voice to the war lord who did not know the specific occupation due to the influence of the devil,

"Masnow is stationed at the Tyran Rock border. He has at least 6,000 professional soldiers under his command. The number of Dragon Princes has not yet been determined, but should be no less than 100."

After calming down, Malus thought about this information seriously. Six thousand professional soldiers were a huge challenge. With the 600 cold lizard knights under his command, it was a dream to defeat the Caledor champion warriors who had defensive advantages. meaning.

But the purpose of this trip is not to defeat Masnow. He knows very well that the Witch King... no, he should be called the Phoenix King now.

Caledor cannot ignore Tyron Locke. As long as Druchi shows the main offensive trend towards the west, the defenses in other areas will definitely be relaxed...

By then, Malekith...

Damn it, no matter what this bastard is planning, I just have to do my part!

"Bypassing the defensive fortress, we attack directly into the hinterland of Tyronlock and let the infantry legion surround the fortress and hold on until we come back!"

Malus was betting that Masnuo would not easily go out of the city to fight. As long as the most important military fortress on the periphery was lost, Tyronlock would be a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered for Druch.

But there will always be someone who interrupts Drucci's attack plan. Compared to the war plan that Malekith made hastily in half a year, Imric has undoubtedly considered more situations, and the addition of one of the assistants has also made The situation becomes more and more delicate...

A black-armored man riding an armored skeletal horse came slowly towards the cold lizard knight alone. His speed was not very fast. Judging from his body shape, he was similar to a dragon prince. However, when the dark red cloak behind the knight was blown by the wind, the figure behind him The elegant red mist seemed to fill the entire sky, like thousands of troops rushing towards Druchi.

The person who came was none other than Aborash. After knowing that Varshanesh was seizing the power of Nagash, the ancestor of the blood dragon did not mind causing trouble for the mentally ill man. Except for Arkhan, no undead wanted to have a master above them to show off their power. Do something crazy.

Before returning to his ancient desert home, the ancestor of the crazy martial arts blood dragon also wanted to have some fun and kill a few Druzi brats to gain experience before leaving.

After all, in a sense, it was Master Druzi who taught Nagash the secrets of dark magic that caused the eternal curse to appear in the world...

"Vampire?" Malus was stunned. When did vampires actually exist in Ulthuan, and it seemed that they were attacking him.

Black Blade only had contempt for this undead soul who did not know how to live or die. Only the backward and barbaric monkeys of the old world would be afraid of these low-class people with fangs that suck blood. When it comes to the ability to spread fear, ten vampires are not as good as one Duru. together.

But the voice of the Great Demon Zakhan reminded that the Black Blade visitor was definitely not a simple person. Even after being imprisoned for thousands of years, the Keeper of the Secrets of the Great Demon of Slaanesh still knew most of the secrets of the mortal world.

But this time, Zhakan rarely kept a calm posture. He did not try to snatch or trick Malus into handing over his body, but solemnly reminded the host.

"Abrash, the ancestor of the Blood Dragon family, is a powerful enemy you have never encountered before, Black Blade."

It was impossible for Malus to believe a word of the devil. He pulled the iron lock and made the sitting cold lizard speed up again. The edge of the Kane dimensional sword in his hand seemed to be no less than the bloody sky behind Ablash.

Two knights, one black and one red, collided in the center of the battlefield. Without too many words, a glance made both sides understand the situation - fight to the death!

Malus, who did not know the true strength of Ablash, remained cautious. When charging, he did not choose the most powerful method of stabbing. Instead, he pressed close to the cold lizard's narrow neck, trying to take advantage of the blind spot in his vision to catch him off guard.

But who is Ablash? How could he be attacked by such a little trick? When Kane's dimensional sword suddenly swung out from the shadows and was about to reach his chest, the cursed sword had already hit the root of the opponent's sword.

There was a loud clang, and the two sword blades briefly crossed each other.

The huge force coming from the tiger's mouth only caused Malus's face to turn gloomy before he could use the power of the devil.

Abrash could see the most effective position for counterattack at a glance. The swift and resolute attack was completely different from Malus's impression of the poor martial arts of vampires who only relied on their physical strength to fight.

In response, Ablash cut off the head of the cold lizard where Malus was sitting with a sword, so that the black blade was forced to jump off the saddle and become the most despised infantryman. (End of chapter)