Chapter 438 Fear from Ancient Times
"Stand back, stay away from that Terror Lizard!"
A series of roars belonging to the commander of the Caledor battlefield came out. The entry of this ancient creature into the battlefield not only made it difficult for the ratmen to deal with it for a while, but also Even the Caledorian army was like this.
The Terror Lizard, who was teleported to the center of the battlefield by Tehenhuoyin, perfectly took over the role of division. After raising its head and letting out an ancient roar, the sacred beast whose consciousness was affected by Sotek showed its ruthless side.
Every swing of the head caused a large amount of blood, and every movement of the limbs would inevitably cause a burst of shaking.
The Plague Monk troops originally used by the Skaven to divide the battlefield were now facing a completely unreasonable existence.
As long as you get too close, you will be thrown away, because the powerful force will form a series of broken bones in mid-air.
And even though the Terror Lizard's body was too large, resulting in a slightly longer movement interval, the Plague Monk tried to use a plague incense burner forged from warpstone to break through the flowing rainbow scales, but even the outermost layer of magical protection could not be broken.
The strength of these fearless plague monks is too small, comparable to the scales of hard steel and the magic screen brought by Taibok's blessing, and they cannot even be counted as scraping and polishing.
Only the rat troll could use its steel claws to break through the outermost defense of the lizard with its powerful strength. However, after barely leaving a few slender openings, it was jammed by the strong body muscles of the lizard. live.
Finally, it turned into a mass of fur and flesh, sticking to the ground.
"This is really not bad. Are you sure you can defeat this dinosaur lizard with hand-to-hand combat?" Imrik glanced at the terrifying performance of the dinosaur lizard on the battlefield, and couldn't help but ask Mina, who was still killing with his thunderous claws. Snir.
I asked Master Ma for two dinosaur lizards to play with, but the big toad bluntly said that there are only seven dinosaur lizards under control in Lustria, including two each for Itaza and Hesiota, leaving three temples. One for each city, all blessed by the ancient saints.
There are two more wandering in the jungle. If you want the Terror Lizard, go catch them yourself.
In the end, Imrik really went there, but the dinosaur lizard was not found. He found an ancient triceratops in the Sotek Temple, and now he has met it.
However, looking at those bloodthirsty eyes, it seemed that this dinosaur lizard was not very smart.
"Hmph!"
This was Lao Mi's response to the brat. Unless he was a fool, who would think of engaging in hand-to-hand combat with a dinosaur.
Even a bloodthirsty maniac has to consider whether he can rely on physical strength to fight with him hand-to-hand. What's more, this dinosaur lizard also carries Taibok's blessing, and it will never be as simple as a magic screen.
"Hurry up and find Negrich. I will chop him into pieces with my own hands and see how that red-crowned skink talks nonsense." Imric did not keep using dragon thunder like other dragon princes. To support their partners, the Skaven lack air and behemoth units, making it difficult to use the Dragon Lance, which is a special attack on large targets.
Now he is just a scout, constantly conveying the Ratmen's tactical actions to the headquarters, and finding high-value targets that may be lurking.
Um?
After Lao Mi made an electrified dive and crushed a large forest and the rats in it into mincemeat, Imrik noticed some small movement behind him.
Three rats, whose whole bodies were wrapped in black cloth and blended into the shadows, carefully climbed up from the gaps in the dragon scales. The professionally trained assassins moved without any trace at all, deliberately distributing their body weight everywhere to avoid being caught by this. The giant dragon felt something crawling up. The rat men who climbed onto the dragon's back soon saw the dragon saddle with a large number of exquisite reliefs, most of which were fire cloud patterns. Even for a race with no sense of art like the rat men, the assassin knew how many times this dragon saddle had passed through. It takes a lot of work to create this gorgeous look.
But their mission is not to appreciate the artistic style. To assassinate this careless pointed-eared thing in one fell swoop and throw the enemy's command into chaos is the fighting method that the Essin clan is best at.
"Dragon Lord thing, yes, yes." The leader of the assassin thought silently in his heart. Although the ratman had only rarely dealt with elves, he still knew the value of this title. As long as he killed the pointed ears on the dragon saddle Damn, the position of Master of Death belongs to him.
The assassin took out a bottle from his waist. When Lao Mi spread his wings and took off, he carefully opened the cork and inhaled the spirit-boosting dimensional stone powder inside into his nose.
After a familiar feeling of dizziness, no sound in the dark night could escape his keen eyes.
The assassin on the side could see that Imric was a little bored. He put his hands on the armrests of the dragon saddle to support his face, as if he was not even on guard in the most chaotic battlefield. He was watching the dragon's movements as a bystander throughout the whole process. Performance.
"Kill him, kill him."
A strong throbbing suddenly appeared in the assassin's heart. For the first time, he felt that these hairless things were so hateful. Even his boss who had oppressed him all year round was not as hateful as this elf thing in front of him.
The brain stimulated by the warpstone secretes a large amount of hormones, causing it to rush forward regardless of the cost.
But years of training still kept the assassins calm, and they moved step by step towards the dragon's saddle. The bumpy dragon's back was like flat ground under their footsteps. The venom-stained Tear Sword was ready, and they only needed to draw a shallow line. A shallow wound can quickly turn this elf into a skeleton.
And this giant dragon will also be forced to land on the ground after being attacked on vulnerable parts like its eyes, where it will be eaten up by hungry ratmen.
Step by step, the assassins were approaching the dragon saddle. The assassins on both sides gave a signal to the captain in the middle, indicating that they were ready.
Three black shadows attacked Dragon Saddle from different directions. On both sides and in mid-air, nine blades slashed at various parts of Imric's body at the same time.
But at this time, Imrik didn't seem to notice the coming attack, and still admired Lao Mi's attack with his hands up.
"I seem to have been underestimated. A few mice dared to run onto the back of the dragon and attack me."
The assassins heard the elf language that they didn't understand and knew that they might have been discovered, but they still continued to wield their blades. It was less than half a meter away. Unless the strength of this pointed ear was comparable to that of several dragons in Cathay, it would be impossible to react.
Under the incredulous gazes of the assassins, Imrik stretched the hand holding his face to his waist, and a dragon-like roar appeared as he drew his sword. First, he cut the rat on the right in half with its weapon and body. , with his free left hand, he pinched the assassin's neck half a meter away, and finally raised the retracted sword to block his head.
"It's a pity. It seems that I have to take the initiative before the so-called Plague Lord is willing to show up."
Throwing out the corpses of these rats, Imric looked at the burning jungle below and planned to continue fighting in the same way as before.
(End of chapter)