Chapter 219 The ballista on the dragon’s back

Author: War Pig Big Guy

Chapter 219 The ballista on the dragon’s back

On the Lothern Eagle Ship Calvera, Teclis frowned and looked at the Norscans who were beginning to decline under the attack of the enchanted crossbows from the Wrath of Vaal. He could clearly feel that every crossbow arrow had been carefully crafted by the Vaal priests.

Only forging has such power,

"Calledor's heritage is really unimaginable. If Imrik is given some time, conquering Naggaroth will obviously be an easy task."

Then he saw the Dragon Prince Davian who was casting spells. Seeing the Dragon Prince's skillful use of war spells, he mocked himself slightly,

"If Your Excellency the Dragon Tamer knew that the people in the kingdom only know magic for war purposes, I wonder what he would think."

Pausing to think about Caledor's army, Teclis raised the Moon Staff with disgust. This month had made him think about many things, and he became increasingly suspicious of Lilith's motives.

He knew that this was Imrik's conspiracy, but he still had to step forward. Perhaps Teclis could give up Asul, but he would never let his brother Tyrion become Lilith's pawn.

The wind of magic became extremely high in his hands. After chanting the spells in his mouth, a wave of tens of meters high swept from the edge of the battlefield. All the ships passing by overturned immediately, and only some were looted from the empire.

The large battleships that came were struggling to hold on.

This blow directly destroyed one-third of the dragon boats in Norska, but it did not eliminate their will to fight.

"Some big guys are coming." Tigris silently sensed the movement on the seabed. The Norscans were able to deal with several order races in the ocean for such a long time not by relying on these toy-like dragon boats and longships. The tribal warlocks

Under the control of will, those sea creatures deeply affected by Chaos will follow the Norscans to devour the flesh and blood of the living.

But this does not change the situation. The Archmage knows that Amarna has been accompanying the fleet forward. No matter how strong these marine creatures are, they still cannot resist the attack of the ancient sea dragon.

As expected, after a lot of rolling foam appeared on the sea surface, several huge marine life corpses gradually came out of the water. The shapes and rotten bodies that did not conform to the biological laws proved how serious the influence of deep chaos was.

Soon after death, an astonishing stench began to emit, and it was obvious that Amarna was unwilling to swallow these prey.

Imric, who was riding on Minas Nir, was flying back with the high-level dragon prince. When he was passing by, he saw Teclis casting spells against the Norscan tribe warlocks. He nodded at him, and then rushed straight towards those

The dragon boat long boat chasing the transport ship in the rear.

"Old guy, spray hard for me. Don't use that fire-like breath to deal with me. You have to get back into some fighting shape." The Dragon Prince began to command the dragons under him. This old dragon should be given a whip.

, otherwise it will really become useless.

"Okay, okay, I really should remind you of the content of the covenant. When will I become your subordinate?" Lao Mi's slightly arrogant voice sounded from Imrik's heart, but there was no movement in his mouth.

Vaguely, a huge purple-red breath appeared in the mouth, and other giant dragons also began to cooperate with Lao Mi to breathe to the side. The firelight illuminated the dark sea surface extremely brightly, and the black smoke slowly rose in the afterglow of the moonlight.

Apart from their obvious numerical advantage, the Norscans have nothing worth mentioning. They are not even comparable to the Empire in terms of navy. If the electors are willing to dispatch the river army to the Sea of ​​Claws, they will definitely not be able to do so.

It will make Nordland be threatened by the north for many years.

"Your Highness, there is a Norscan barbarian who seems to want to have a duel." Masno interrupted the communication between Imrik and Minas Nir, spoke through the magic communicator, and pointed to a ship not far away.

Large longship.

Imric took a closer look and saw a little giant wearing heavy plate armor holding a double-edged heavy ax high. Several small tentacles protruded from the dark green armor, and the wrinkled skin could be vaguely seen. A three-eyed helmet

Haunted by mosquitoes and flies, it was obvious that the person seeking a duel was a Chosen One of Nurgle.

But the Dragon Prince didn't want to face these Nurgle fat guys at all. The several Nurgle Chaos Knights he met in the Vaal Plains last time had already left him with some psychological shadow. Who would have thought that after being pierced by a spear, he would turn into a disgusting creature.

The flesh bomb split open directly, and if it hadn't been for the heroic gun's flame blasting effect, it would have been wrapped in flesh and blood full of maggots.

In order to cope with the actual situation that he might encounter a large number of Nurgle Fat Boys in the Great Holy War, Imric had no choice but to choose an extremely dishonorable fighting method.

He took out a siege crossbow bolt from the Dragon Claw Ballista from the bag on the back of the dragon saddle, stood up, slightly squinted his eyes, aimed at the Chaos believer, and then threw it directly with his right hand.

The siege crossbow arrow pierced the Chosen One of Nurgle under the terrifying force, and was then knocked back to the deck where it was firmly fixed. The heavy plate armor could not withstand the power of a ballista, even in the Divine Crow.

He didn't die on the spot due to his blessing, but there was no way he could escape for a while.

"You're attacking me with a javelin on my back. The King of Conquerors has to scold his unfilial descendants when he sees it." Lao Mi took the opportunity to mock Imric. The dragon prince who had some quick thinking tried to attack the dragon before.

Shoot an arrow on your back and you can shoot it immediately

Being harshly criticized by other Dragon Princes for using bows and arrows instead of using glorious lances? We Caledor cannot afford to lose this person. In addition, it is really not suitable to shoot arrows on the back of a high-speed flying dragon, and under the pressure of domestic public opinion,

There is no further story on this matter.

But Imric doesn't care about this matter. After all, he defeated the Witch King himself. Even if he put a ballista on the back of a dragon, no one would dare to say that he is not brave enough.

"Let me fight these fat guys from Nurgle. I don't have the courage. Why don't you throw me back and try what that guy tastes like?" As Imrik spoke, he took something from the back of the dragon saddle again.

A siege crossbow bolt is used as a makeshift for now, and then a batch of javelins specially used to attack the fat boy of Nurgle can be made remotely. There will definitely be no championship showdown.

The second siege crossbow arrow was inserted into the three-eyed helmet with Bai Yue as the back, and then the dragon's breath wrapped the body of Nurgle God's Chosen. Flame is the biggest nemesis of living things. Even Nurgle believers cannot change this.

A reality.

The other high-ranking dragon princes were deep in thought about the dragon lord who turned into a human siege ballista. They have never seen anything like this done on a dragon. Why don't we let the Vaal priests give advice another day and let us try it too?
Chapter completed!