Chapter 444 Ending

Smelling the pungent smell, Imric flapped his hands in front of him to let the concentration dissipate.

What bullshit plague stuff, the people chosen by Sotek are afraid of the rat-men plague? It's just hilarious.

After shamelessly appreciating his abilities in his heart, Imrik activated the power of the Spear of Heroes to purify the remaining plague around him.

Except for the explosion of corpses, this war was a bit unexpected. It was not as intense as the Great Holy War. If I were to evaluate it myself, I might have to let the Council of Thirteen unify all the clans before they could formally confront the coalition forces of Caledor and the Lizardmen. .

After the green smoke dissipated, a green dimension stone caught his attention. Imrik slowly stepped forward and looked down at the only item left in the world by Negrich in the mud.

Sotek predicted that the sixth sacrifice...

The hand holding the Spear of Valor was slightly raised, and the target was clearly the dimensional stone that was still emitting a shimmering light.

If you crush this thing, maybe you can stop everything from happening.

But if Sotek's prophecy is terminated, will everything return to its original track?

He knows his fate at the end of the world. There are still two hundred years left, and the Lord of Doom who brings destruction to the world will lead the endless army of chaos southward.

If we look at Caledor's current plans and development, he will definitely be able to successfully stop Archaon, who is not sure whether he will appear.

But thinking of the cursed city that transcended the limits of the mortal world in the Great Holy War, and the Thasorel Everwatch that finally caused the explosion of Be'lak, Imric put down his raised spear.

"Destiny is such a bitch, it's so unpredictable."

Bending down to pick up the last relic of Negrich, Imric could feel a desire. As long as he crushed it, he could gain unparalleled power.

But after all, I don’t know where this power comes from, so I’ll have to think about it later.

Coming out of the green mist, Imric looked at the Flameborn Knight who was still waiting and the Dragon Prince who had already arrived in the pit, and told him his plan.

"Kreon, I am going to Itaza next, and you are responsible for assisting Assanil and Edtelis in handling the aftermath."

Creon hesitated for a moment, why was the prince thinking about disappearing again? Wouldn't it be better to stay in the army?

"Otherwise, you'd better take a few dragon princes with you, so you can ensure safety."

Imrik glared at Creon, fearing that he would disappear just like he did during the Great Holy War.

What can happen in Itaza? Unless Master Ke takes action against him personally, those two second-generation giant toads will not be able to stop him.

"No, there are Davian and Damian over there, what could happen?"

After saying that, Imrik thought about it and realized that he definitely couldn't take Lao Mi with him. He had to find a means of transportation, otherwise it would be too slow to rely on Motellius.

After thinking about it, with so many dragons under his command, it seems that few of them are reliable. The high-level dragon prince still needs to lead the army to find Pestilen's lair and destroy it. Then he can only find one that does not have an important combat mission. .

Through the realm of the mind, Imrik contacted Deathfang, the silver moon dragon who was famous in Caledor.

"Deathfang, come with me to Itaza."

After a moment, the deep voice of Death Fang came, and everyone could feel the frustration in it.

"Why me and not other dragons?"

Deathfang was determined not to let Imric stay on his back. The dragon lord's chatty nature had spread widely. Every time Minas Nil was away and riding other dragons, he would be told to find a partner quickly. , contributing to the growth of the dragon group.

"I think you have great potential. The dragons have been silent for too long. I just have some methods that can turn a Silver Moon Dragon into a Shining Star Dragon in a short time."

For such die-hards, we still have to find some ways to deal with them, and for Death Fang, who is very thirsty for strength, becoming a Glory Star Dragon is undoubtedly a very tempting thing.

Death Fang swallowed his saliva. There seemed to be little competition between choosing to be spoken to by the young dragon lord or becoming a Glory Star Dragon.

"Okay, but you have to make arrangements for me quickly, otherwise..."

"Otherwise." Imric's tone was full of threats. In the eyes of the dragon lord, all arrogant dragons were just a bunch of wage earners.

"Otherwise I will find a cave to sleep in and you will never see me again in this life."

Bursts of suppressed laughter appeared in the information network. This communication channel was shared by all dragons. After seeing Death Fang being so sincere, some dragons laughed out loud unkindly.

"Why are you laughing? Do you want to go back to your country and eat rocks? Hold it in for me." For the sake of the remaining dignity of Death Fang, Imric stopped the laughter and continued to comfort him, "Okay, come here quickly, I Right where the pit is.”

Why are all the Caledor dragons so cowardly?

Holding the dimension stone, Imric felt that this trip would definitely not be a good thing. There were too many omens to prove that Sotek's prophecy was not as simple as he imagined.

For the sake of stability, he told Minas Nil, who was already flying towards the Dragon's Back Mountains, "Don't sleep too hard. I will ensure the stability of the country while I am away."

"You'd better not do things like disappearing, otherwise most of our efforts will be wasted."

After waiting for a while and listening to the report from Assanil, Imrik couldn't help but nod. In the original timeline, the high-level dragon prince had been exiled to Tyrell by Fenubar to work as a mercenary. Now this The situation is definitely the best. He serves as the prepared battlefield commander and can also carry the dragon spear to the battlefield when necessary.

The giant dragon with silver scales exuding a hint of green flew down from the sky, gradually lowered the flapping frequency of its wings, and slowly came to Imric.

As a passenger, Imric jumped up skillfully and came to the dragon saddle on the back of Death Fang. Finally, he gave Edgar and Creon a few words to signal the dragon to leave this place.

The night sky was shrouded in smoke, and most of the winged creatures whose minds were influenced by Sotek were lost. Only a few flapping fleshy wings full of scars fled away when the dragon passed by.

The Terror Lizard had disappeared. It was unknown where it was taken by Tehenhuoin, and the remaining soldiers were also resting.

In addition to the Kislevian mercenaries who are chasing the fleeing rats together with the Sotek Cult.

One person and one dragon flew towards the northwest. If nothing unexpected happened, they would arrive at Itaza at noon tomorrow.

In the silent night sky, Imric suddenly spoke, "Deathfang, let me ask you something."

"Don't ask, there is no target, no plan, and no desire to be assigned."

"You are really stubborn. I think Clarisse is quite good. She has a beautiful and strong figure, bright and vibrant scales, and particularly charming teeth. I will make some arrangements for you later."