Chapter 557 Arkhan’s
boundless undead army in front of the mountain fortress is traveling in the dark land. Along the way, even the craziest orc tribes have chosen to escape. The Chaos Dwarf Sentinels lurking in the caves of the mountains have sent back the information, but even if Slave owners who were extremely hungry for slaves also gave up these best labor forces.
The undead army starting from Nagashiza has gathered many years of Arkhan's hard work, including skeleton warriors, undead riders, skull-headed Ushabit sculptures, tomb giant crabs lurking under the yellow sand, and sphinxes guarding the royal tombs. sculptures, and the sacred titan that makes a roaring sound as it walks.
Arkhan, who was driving a chariot pulled by four nightmare horses, was thinking about the success rate of this trip.
"I can feel that the master's relic is approaching... but Neferata may be blocking it secretly. ."
"The choice of sacrifice has not yet been determined. The son of the dragon Caledor is a good choice. He must be carrying the blessings of the gods carried by Imric. Whether it is the so-called father of dragons or Val, he can As a suitable substitute... But the best sacrifice must be the descendant of the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen..."
Arkhan knew in his heart that the two most suitable sacrifices now are actually Imric and Ma Genus, as long as the artifacts that resurrected the master are found, coupled with the two people's already extremely powerful strength and the blessing of the gods, I am afraid that other sacrifices can be omitted.
But this is just an idea. Even the Lich King is not sure of winning anyone, let alone the two leaders of huge forces.
Caution and trickery, this is what he learned after dealing with Settra for so long.
He tried to take a breath of the air in the dark place that had a strong smell of sulfur and bruises. Even though the non-physical gas entered his body that had been decaying for a long time, it still made him feel disgusted.
Chaos followers are always so disgusting, not only disturbing the living, but also causing changes in the silent kingdom of the dead. I really don’t know how Neferata adapts to this bad environment.
But it didn't matter, because he would soon see the queen of Lahmia again.
The never-ending march lasted for several days, and Arkhan saw the dwarf fortress standing between two mountains. Compared with the fortresses he had seen in his memory, which were as stubborn and hard as the inhabitants, this place seemed much more eerie.
The spacious iron door was engraved with various dark runes. He keenly felt that the souls of many creatures were bound here. He patrolled the outside of the mountain fort day and night, forming a natural protective net to eternally protect Queen Lamia.
The guard standing at the door had been waiting for a long time. He was also from Nehekhara, but his appearance was in great contrast to Arkhan's skeleton. His handsome face was full of arrogance, and his piercing eyes looked at the wizard with disdain. The demon king’s army.
"Lich King, the queen has been waiting for you for a long time. I hope you can respond to this gift with appropriate etiquette."
Arkhan smiled, if only a skeleton face could do this.
Does the corresponding etiquette refer to when he was imprisoned in Lahmia thousands of years ago? It seems that this unfamiliar vampire does not know how to respect the chief servant of the Undead Archmage.
His skeleton bent his right foot and landed gently on the ground. He treated the guard as air and strolled towards the closed door.
The vampire, who was still arrogant at first, withdrew his gaze. This was just a small test to find out Arkhan's attitude on this trip, and with the current appearance, it seemed to be within the Queen's expectation.
But when Arkhan passed by him, the guard wanted to keep a close eye on this dangerous man, but found that his sensitive feet were as stiff as lead, and he lost control of his body. The tips of the long black hair scattered on his shoulders suddenly turned into dust. He tried his best to call Arkhan to stop the spell, but even the sound of speaking could not be heard. With the limbs facing the body as the center, this person was regarded as an abandoned person. The guards of Zi turned into a cloud of dust and were blown by the wind of the mountains, leaving only air in place.
The remaining guards were all in high spirits. They did not see any spellcasting actions by Arkhan, but they turned a warrior who had recently gained a lot of fame into dust.
Arkhan arrived at the door and waited quietly. He knew that Neferata especially likes to play tricks to test her, but this trip has an important purpose, and playing with the Blood Queen is not part of this trip.
A male vampire who looked familiar came to Arkhan, raised his hand and bowed to perform Nehekhara's classical court etiquette. His tone was very humble,
"Lich King, please."
The door opened under the heavy door. It opened with the sound of the iron locks pulling, and many defensive magic devices used by vampires and Nehekhara were placed in front of the level. Several Ushabit sculptures holding large bows stood silently on the wall, and more than a dozen screamers made of bones and wood. Many bones lay beside the catapult.
In some dark caves, there are ballistas that originally belonged to the dwarves. They were put to good use by the undead and became a remarkable weapon.
If an intruder thinks that there is no danger here, he may turn into a corpse and then a slave the second he enters.
Arkhan stood there, waiting for the door to be fully opened, showing no fear of the weapons pointed at him.
He has a serious ideological conflict with Neferata. The vampire betrayed the Lord of the Undead during the decisive battle between Nagash and Sigmar. Except for the undead who have no self-awareness, no one wants to have a psychopath who controls life and death above their heads. As a boss.
And this betrayal is most likely the result of Neferata's guidance. The proud Queen Lamia is not prepared to face a lifeless world... "
Please." After the guard finished speaking, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared, and no one could see him. It's impossible to guess the queen's thoughts, but everyone just needs to obey.
Arkhan took a step forward. He knew where Neferata was. No matter how far away he was, he could vaguely feel it. In the final analysis, to a large extent, he was responsible for the birth of the vampire species.
The deadly poison of the Sphinx, the secondary creation of the elixir of life, and the immortal blood of the Lich King, together give this world a new race.
The Ushabit sculpture embedded in the wall suddenly made a noise, and layers of ash fell from the rock body, but it soon returned to a deathly calm.
As the chief servant of the Necromancer, he was the first to study the power of the gods of Nehekhara. It can only be said that it is easy to stop several sculptures that lack reliable tomb technicians to maintain.
The bones leaning against the Screaming Skull Catapult turned into dust, and the magic trap hidden under the feet was completely ineffective. Only a few crossbow bolts were successfully launched, but they were knocked away by several blood-red energy bullets from Arkhan.
After walking through this seemingly peaceful death camp, Arkhan sighed in his heart,
"It's still such a boring trick, how long can you continue the carnival..."
(End of Chapter)