Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

In the Dragon Sleeping Temple, Minas Nir has been guarding the little guy lying on the ground for a month. The closer he gets to the Dragon Sleeping Temple, the more severe the effects of narcolepsy will be. He tries his best not to let his eyelids fall, but this It's just a matter of time. If it starts to sleep in a few more days, the bloodline of the Dragon Tamer family will be cut off here.

Only dragons that have reached the life cycle of the Yaoxing Dragon can pass through the Hall of Fantasy. Other dragons must be led by the Yaoxing Dragon, or be guided internally by the old guy in front of them, otherwise they can only return the same way.

The only active Shining Star Dragon now is Minas Nir. If he sleeps here, Imrik will never have a way out.

At this moment, the black dragon, which had not moved at all for a month, opened its eyes, looking a little surprised, and then looked at Imrik lying on the black boulder and let out a low laughter like thunder, "Mina Snier, go out and bring all the dragons that are still awake here, it looks like our pack will have a new member."

The drowsy Minas Nir perked up a bit after hearing these words. An almost impossible idea appeared in its mind, and it said to the black dragon, "He has completed the trial!"

But the black dragon did not answer him. Instead, it stood up and spread its wings. The wings with a wingspan of hundreds of meters enveloped Minas Nir and Imrik like huge shadows, and raised its head towards the top of the cave. roar.

The voice passed through Wyrmrest Temple, through the Dragonspine Mountains, through Ulthuan, and reached the minds of all Caledor dragons, "Return to your ancient home, Minas Nir will guide you. "

The eyes of the three giant dragons resting in Caledor's resting place showed disbelief. The old guy had never called out to the tribe since the dragon tamer established the maelstrom. How could he start calling at this time? .

Without any time to think about it, they said hello to their Asur companions and immediately headed to the middle of the Dragon's Back Mountains.

The dragons staying in Windhowling City, Vaal Anvil, Whelpling Bay, Kalede, and Caledor Rest began to fly towards their ancient homes. They had a premonition that something big would happen this time.

The call of the Emperor Dragon also successfully woke up some sleeping dragons, and the most powerful one was undoubtedly a Star Dragon that was similar in age to Minas Nil. It had been asleep for three thousand years and finally got out of it this time. After suffering from narcolepsy, I woke up again.

It suddenly opened its eyes and looked to the left, as if it could directly see the Longmian Temple through the cave hidden deep in the mountain.

The black dragon looked at Minas Nir, and from its tone, one could feel obvious pleasure, "Go, heir of Indragun Nir, your mission is not just to protect this little guy in front of you."

Taking one last look at Imric who was lying on the black boulder, Minasnir began to flap its wings and take off. It had already thought of what was going on. The roar of the Imperial Dragon also cheered up its spirit a little, and it flew out of the cave. go.

The black dragon looked at Imrik, seeming to be a little curious about him. He stretched his head and smelled him, "Interesting little guy, although you are not Imrik in the true sense, but look. For the sake of you completing the trial, I can't let those gods notice your strangeness."

After finishing speaking, Imric swallowed it in one gulp, as if chewing it, and seemed to be savoring it. As it moved, the Wyrmrest Temple in the center of the cavity began to emit a faint black light, as if it was resonating.

Then he vomited it out, and the Imperial Dragon seemed a little tired from such actions, and lay down next to the black boulder and began to rest.

As dawn and dusk intertwined, thirty giant dragons, led by Minas Nil, began to march towards the Hall of Dreams. The Yao Xing Dragon flying alongside them said, "Minas Nil, why is this old guy?" Will call us after such a long time.”

"Ingersoth, Imrik has passed the trial, and he will become the new dragon lord."

Hearing this, Star Dragon Ingersoth's eyes clearly showed shock. Although every Prince of Caledor will have the title of Dragon Lord, there is only one real Dragon Lord, and that is Caledor. There are many dragon tamers, and this means that the dragons of Caledor will truly be led by Imrik.

"We need to witness this ceremony!" After Ingersolls finished speaking, he began to fly faster. He did not expect that he would encounter such a big event as soon as he woke up.

After half a day, Imric finally woke up and found that there were still those hundred-meter stalactites emitting faint light above his head, which were obviously in the Wyrmrest Temple.

Then he stood up and saw more than thirty giant dragons surrounding him. They were all breathing hard and didn't dare to take a breath, waiting quietly.

"Very good, it seems that you have understood your mission, and you will become one of us." The black dragon, which was twice as big as Minas Nir, began to speak, and his black body was full of They were all kinds of scars, and Imrik knew where these scars came from. They were left when fighting giant beasts such as the Terror Lizard.

Lying in one place for a long time caused his body to become a little stiff. In addition, he had been exposed to the perspective and body of the dragon for a long time, which made Imric very unaccustomed to this frail body. He shook his head. Most of the memory of the dragon had faded, but he He still knew the identity of the imperial dragon in front of him.

He adjusted his body in a short time, tried to swing his limbs first, and then looked at the black dragon, "I have seen omens in the dormant rhythm of my compatriots, and I have also sensed confusion and uneasiness in my thinking. Let the ceremony begin, Ka Zal Iranos.”

Khazar Iranos, this imperial dragon has been active in the sky since the arrival of the Old Saint. As a direct descendant of the black Karzaranos, it brought the fire dragon tribe to what is now known as It's called the Dragon's Back Mountains.

It should have gone to the Plains of Bones to find a resting place long ago, but after the arrival of the Ancient Saint, a mysterious force tied it to the dragons in this place where the father of dragons was worshipped. It could not leave here and could only stay here. Like a watcher, guarding this untouched place, just to save the dragons from the inevitable fate of destruction, and it has already waited.

But who would have expected that Qazal Iranos directly shook his head to express his refusal, "Your strength is too weak. If I instill power into your body, even if you have the blood of that kid from Caledon, you will die immediately. "(Calledor refers to Caledor, the dragon tamer. The name of the ancient country of Caledor is unknown. Later generations used the name of the dragon tamer as the name of the country.)

I was a little embarrassed by the dragon's words. My own strength was actually pretty good, but compared to the giant dragon in front of me who was as good as a god, it was really not good enough. It had fought against the first-generation Slan. of.

Just listen to the Emperor Dragon continue to say, "But the preliminary ceremony can be completed and enter the Wyrmsleep Temple, where the bones of the ancestors, Caledor's dragon saddle and manuscripts are placed."

Upon hearing this, Imrik immediately jumped down from the black boulder and strolled into the central temple made of rough boulders. He knew exactly what was inside.

Under the gaze of dozens of dragons, the dragon lord walked into the temple.

Then, it was time to wait for the passage of time.

Minas Nir, standing next to the Imperial Dragon, said to it, "Old guy, if the ceremony is completed, you will disappear directly."

"Haha, I have lived long enough. I have felt my ancestors calling me countless times in my sleep. If I hadn't let go of you little guys, I would have left long ago."