Chapter 127 Chess Game

The Witch King began to feel uneasy. The four most powerful assassins in Nagaros did not respond at first. He could sense that the Stone Crow Talisman was always moving, but trying to communicate had no effect. He began to suspect that a powerful mage was isolated. What this magic talisman does.

Dragon tamer?

No, that old guy has been staying in the maelstrom. Even if he appears in the real world, there is no way there will be no movement at all. The Witch King has never doubted his spellcasting ability, but compared to Caledor Dragon Tamer, even if Neither he nor his mother, Moras, could compete with his magical attainments.

Anyone who sees the old guy's ability to manipulate the wind of magic will consider whether he should practice for hundreds of more years before casting spells. It is a power that can destroy the world, even if the maelstrom makes the wind of magic in the world become... Thin, but still extremely terrifying.

If it was really him who took action, the spell he used to use Nakari to teleport troops across Ulthuan would be completely ineffective.

As Malekith sat on a cushion made of asulhide, thinking, his loyal captain of the Black Guard, Kuran Blackhand, had walked in.

"Your Majesty, Julian Baneblade has arrived."

Kuran's face is similar to that of a normal Druzi, a little pale. He holds a rune halberd named Scarlet Death in his hand, and the Armor of Sorrow on his body will make everyone who tries to attack become magically transformed. Extremely dull.

He is the only person who can come within two meters of the Witch King with a weapon in hand. In a society full of conspiracy and betrayal, this is a great gift for the loyal.

As the Witch King stood up, the master and servant left the secret room. They were about to meet the spy who had caused great harm to Ulthuan - Julian Baneblade.

Julian Poison Blade, who came by boat, saw the familiar surroundings. The cries of slaves came from time to time outside the palace, the black and purple paint and barb spikes could be seen everywhere, and the blood came from time to time in his nostrils. The smell of blood may be a psychological effect on him. After all, his sense of smell has long been lost, but he can still clearly smell the alluring smell of blood.

Julian walked into the palace with what he thought was a humble attitude. He had not returned to Naggaroth for hundreds of years. He tried his best not to show Assur's side, because this might make Maleki Si thought of his time in Nagaryth thousands of years ago.

"Welcome, Julian." Malekith stood up from the throne himself and welcomed Julian, "Come forward so that I can embrace you."

Countless exclamations came from the palace. They did not expect that this deadly killer who had disappeared in Naggaroth for hundreds of years was still alive. This was extremely useful to Julian. He came back this time with countless honors.

Julian, who returned to Druchi society, did as ordered. He was two standard hisuls away from the Witch King, a just right position that would neither alienate nor offend the Witch King.

The Witch King used a huge black gauntlet to pull Julian up and let him stand at the same level as himself. He shouted to other people in the palace, "Julian has returned successfully. He has completed his work and brought those people back to the palace." The rebels are obliterated. He represents my will, he can carry my voice, and everyone should pay tribute to him, just like me."

Malekith prepared several great gifts for Julian, the title of Champion Warrior of the Witch King, a replica modeled after the Midnight Armor, and two blades forged with the lives of countless slaves, to show that he killed the Dragon Prince and the Credit to the Eternal Queen.

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Caledor Dragon Tamer is continuing to scrutinize this great game. His descendants are much stronger than imagined. No druchi is his opponent along the way, and the method of disguising himself as the Witch King's assassin makes Caledor even more... I feel so relieved that there are finally one or two people in the family who know how to be more flexible.

Caledor is familiar with Na'kari, the great demon of Slaanesh who was defeated by his old friend Aenarion himself. After all, Na'kari has been a neighbor in the Maelstrom for thousands of years.

Aenarion, this name is familiar to dragon tamers, but it seems extremely far away. Na'kari is frantically hunting Aenarion's bloodline, and Slaanesh's obsession is above revenge, which makes it Able to clearly sense the direction of prey at any distance.

The Eternal Queen Alarielle, the one with the blood of Aenarion, will cause Imric, the descendant of the Dragon Tamer, to face the pursuit of a Slaanesh demon.

"A toy of the gods, a wretch who has been killed several times by my servants." Cain, who was sitting opposite Caledor Dragon Tamer, said in a tone of voice while holding a stone with the symbol of Slaanesh on it. It's not at all like the madness and bloodthirsty in the legend. Instead, his handsome face has a unique charm that makes people unable to help but continue to listen to his words.

"Aenarion is not your servant, he just picked up your sword."

The dragon tamer saw the sword next to the throne, the divine sword that could change according to the user's needs. In the dragon tamer's eyes, it was just a fragment of Kane filled with blood and killing.

As for Kane, perhaps it was his illusion. He felt that Kane's face was extremely familiar. Even though the elf and the god had only met each other a few times, that handsome face reminded him of a friend - Aenario.

He resisted this thought and forced himself not to think about the mysterious connection between the two. Perhaps they were bound to be tied together under the attention of fate.

"I thought that those who use my power are all my servants." Kane smiled, but he did not put the dragon tamer in the position of a mortal, but communicated on an equal footing.

"He is a great killer. Compared to other servants, I am most satisfied with him. All the Chaos Demons, and even the Chaos Chosen, fear him."

The dragon tamer doesn't want to argue too much with Kane. He needs to find a way to win. If Nakari and Morath work together to lift the maelstrom and release Slaanesh himself, the world he has guarded for thousands of years will be destroyed. .

"You are really interesting, Caledor." Kane said after placing the stone symbolizing Slaanesh on the chessboard.

"You are constantly denying the past and the future, trying to trap your destiny in one time forever."

Ignoring Kane's words, the dragon tamer observed the chessboard. Most of the chessboard was surrounded by black chess pieces, with only some red and yellow chess pieces remaining on the west side. He knew what those represented.

Caledor, a mountain kingdom named after him; Tyran Loch, even though many memories have been blurred, he still remembers that a spell he cast thousands of years ago shattered this kingdom into pieces.

"This game is very unfavorable to me." The Dragon Tamer said. Kane's chess pieces were able to cross various boundaries at will. Even with his strong intervention, there were only two locations where there were not many black chess pieces. , Avalon and Sulfery.

"But you have to continue, Caledor. The beginning and the process are not important. What we should care about is the ending."

PS: The chess game between Kane and the Dragon Tamer is a branch of the Battle of the Plains. It is not written much in the military book. Most of it is in the biography of the Tai brothers. This is really not the author's second guess.