Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 217

   "I let you down? Ha~~~" Manfred grinned his mouth as if he heard a funny joke, the corners of his mouth raised, his smile was stiff, and his violent blood-colored eyes stared at Arkhan as if he were real.

"Isn't it, the ancestors of the Carstein family." A withered hand stretched out from under the black robe, turned the wrist, the ring on the three fingers was shining, and the throbbing wind of death swept across cave.

After removing the disguise, Akhan wore a huge crown, held a staff of bones, and the top was burning with blue undead fire. Even with the cruel passage of time, the once tall and handsome man had transformed into an undead and skeleton body. Still retaining the habit of living people, adorning themselves with luxurious silk robes and exquisite magic armor.

  In contrast, the Vampire Count has bare arms, wearing black iron plate armor like dragon scales, pale skin without a trace of blood and smooth head, as if he just crawled out of a tomb poured with molten iron.

In the next second, the hungry and thirsty ghoul seemed to have obtained permission. The undead creature instantly opened its **** mouth, and rushed towards the middle-aged man who was locked on the rock wall. Severed limbs and large drops of blood spilled on the ground.

   "No, don't eat me! Ah—!"

"Roar-!"

The **** scene of wild beasts devouring the living is right behind, and Arkhan's voice is as flat and graceful as ever: "I overestimated your ability to control your subordinates, my respectable ally, six days ago, what happened in the neighboring In Belomo Castle on the border of the Ostermark Province, more than 300 living people were beheaded. Their heads were erected on a section of the city wall to form a Jingguan, and the corpses were strung from the lower body on wooden spikes. This exaggerated tragedy Appears to be the work of some heir of the Carstein family."

"Black Lich King, you should understand that this is just a normal attack of blood thirst. Abramash's dragon slaying feat cannot be reproduced. He cured his blood thirst, and we cannot." Manfred De walked to Akhan's side with a sinister smile. This ancient vampire who had lived in the mortal world for nearly a thousand years watched the **** scene with great interest: "The sweet smell of blood makes blood descendants crazy, you can't stop a hungry gluttons enjoy a feast."

"Since blood thirst cannot be controlled, maybe you should consider restricting the freedom of family heirs, Manfred, things don't always go where we want, we need to be concealed, unobtrusive, it turns out that I overestimated your ability, which caused the plan I made before to be imperfect." The blue flames in Akhan's eyes danced, leaning on his staff, he motioned Manfred to look to the other side of the cave.

More than a dozen combat priests, imperial knights, and three fragmented corpses of witch hunters. The flesh and blood remains piled up in one place. The logos and patterns printed on the armor proved their identities. and the golden pattern of the Order of the Golden Fleece.

"Your brother, Konrad von Kastein caused the trouble. The Church of the Empire has noticed the sudden change in Sylvania. Soon, they will send more battle priests, knights and witch hunters. People, until we find out about your return and our secret plan!" The Black Lich King's body has long since decayed, and his skeleton face can't express any expressions. The only thing that has emotional fluctuations is his voice, full of sullenness: "I told you, The price of being resurrected from the dead is that the bloodthirsty curse of the blood dragon completely covers Conrad's mind, and he will become more and more crazy."

"My stupid brother is already a lunatic. The notoriety of scarlet rage and his insane state make him easier to control." Manfred said casually, and he walked up to Akhan: "Conrad It is valuable to us, huge value, do you think that with your power and mine, you can make those extremely arrogant blood dragons surrender?"

Known by titles such as Conrad the Butcher, Conrad the Bloody and Conrad the Beast, Konrad von Kastein was a violent and skilled Sylvanian vampire, A blood dragon, known for his cruelty, corruption and madness. Few things are more dangerous than encountering a brutal lunatic, who is doomed to wreak havoc on his enemies if he has the strength and speed of an undead and a vampire.

After the vampire count Vlad von Carstein was killed by the high priest William III during the siege of Altdorf, the surviving vampires fled back to Sylvania, and five of them claimed to be Vlad von Carstein. Ladd's true successors: Fritz, Peter, Hans, Conrad and Manfred.

The von Carstein family staged a **** power game for more than forty years after this, and this also gave the empire time to recover from the war initiated by Vlad, in which Fritz von Carstein Stein died in a stupid siege of Middenheim and Hans von Carstein died in a duel started by Konrad over who was the strongest of the Carsteins middle. Peter von Carstein was killed in his coffin by a witch hunter named Helmut van Heil, who was said to have been secretly aided by Manfred.

   After Peter's death, Manfred disappeared, leaving Konrad von Carstein as the undisputed ruler of Sylvania.

As time passed, Conrad launched the second vampire war. His warlike nature led Conrad to lead his army to the south, where he met the blood knight and the inheritor of the blood dragon blood. , with the joining of these powerful blood dragon knights, Conrad also has the power to destroy anyone who dares to oppose him.

  But Conrad's mediocre strategy, crazy thinking, and serious tactical mistakes eventually led to the collapse of the undead army and his own failure.

   "You have served Vlad von Carstein for more than four hundred years, but you have not been able to absorb a little bit of wisdom that belongs to those in power." The Lich King sarcastically sarcastically.

"I'm here to listen to your next plan, not to listen to your preaching, Arkhan." Manfred's expression was very bad, and cruelty was revealed in his eyes: "You won't let me come here because of such a small matter as Conrad. , Come on, Black Lich King, what have you found?"

"The key to resurrecting the Supreme Necromancer, the Crown of Witchcraft, the Scepter of Darkness, and the Nine Books of Nagash." Akhan's voice returned to his usual calm: "Now, the whereabouts of the Scepter of Darkness have been found out, and it Sealed in Britannia, La Maisonta Monastery, guarded by the followers of the false gods in the lake, but before that, we need the power of the sixth book of Nagash to unseal the Scepter of Darkness of false gods."

   "So, you found the hiding place of the sixth book of Nagash." Manfred understood.

Each of the nine books of Nagash contains various past events of Nagash, the lord of the undead, and various powerful magics left behind by him. - Malaz's importance to the Church of Sigmar.

"En." Akhan leaned on his staff, and in the deep cave, amidst the pale ripples, a simple book inlaid with black agate emerged out of thin air. The pages of the book were flipped page by page, and finally it was frozen on a magical map. superior.

It was a map of the empire, on which the twelve provinces were drawn in detail, facing the Sea of ​​Claws to the north, across the sea from the Norscan wasteland in the extreme north, and the long and rugged gray The mountains are isolated from each other. To the east is Kislev, the upper kingdom of the Dwarves and the borderland of civilization leaning against the Roof of the World. To the south is also a mountain range, facing the border princeland through the Black Mountains.

"The sixth book is in the heart of the capital of the empire, the catacombs of the Sigmar Cathedral, suppressed by the power of the twin-tailed comet." As he spoke, a cloud of purple light shrouded the capital of the empire, Altdorf, and Akhan's voice was deep: "Altdorf has a huge number of defenders. The Sigma Cathedral is the residence of the Church of Justice. There are as many as a thousand clergymen and witch hunters. There is also a protective barrier of divine power. Even if I rely on the existing four books Difficult to sneak into the catacombs."

"Furthermore, our true identities cannot be known, especially you, Manfred. Although the new emperor of the empire does not have complete control over the situation of the entire empire, the vampire Earl who has returned from conquest is enough reason, Karl - Franz gathered an army no less than the scale of the third vampire war, and tried his best to eradicate the vampire forces in Sylvania."

   "You know more about the overall situation of the empire than I do. Although the interior is chaotic, there are still smart people. Especially after several successive victories, many nobles tend to trust the young emperor."

  Manfred didn't pay attention to what the Lich King said. He just stared at the city of Altdorf on the map, his eyes full of greed and longing.

  More than three hundred and seventy years ago, this treacherous vampire count took advantage of the fierce fighting within the empire to launch a surprise attack and almost captured Altdorf. But two years later, in the joint counterattack of the empire, the dwarves, and the high elves, the vampire count had to withdraw to Sylvania. Wolfenburg, where the vampire count and his army of the undead were utterly defeated.

"I'm ready to bathe in their blood. When will I do it?" Manfred licked the corner of his mouth and smiled cruelly. Enthusiasm and madness appeared on his face, even in a dark cave. Feel his excitement.

  For hundreds of years, he has always held an obsession with Altdorf in his heart, just like his father. Vlad von Carstein, like Vlad von Carstein, has repeatedly failed to conquer the throne of the Emperor of the Empire, defeating and defeating again and again.

"It's too hasty, my ally." Akhan shook his head again and again: "We still have to wait for the right time to act, but in the meantime, you must restrain Conrad, his endless slaughter will bring the whole plan to light. "

"I can wait and kill those disobedient blood dragons first. As for Conrad, Vlad once prepared a dark prison for him. I assure you that in the next period of time, my blood The descendant brothers will stay in the dark cell obediently." The vampire count nodded.

"One more request, Manfred, you can't get too involved in the whole plan." The Lich King shook his head again and again: "The necromancers under your command are not trustworthy, the more people participate, the more traces will be left. "

   "You want to hide me?!" The vampire count was on the verge of rage.

  The temporary covenant of Undead Sword does not mean that betrayal is not allowed.

"Please be patient, my friend." Akhan shook his head lightly, and a little magic calmed the vampire count: "It's not yet time, if you want to surpass Vlad's achievements, you must have patience, this is the plan Necessary to success."

   "When can we act?" Hearing Vlad's name, Manfred calmed down his anger and said impatiently: "Give me a specific deadline, I have waited long enough!"

"Soon." Akhan walked out of the deep cave. He came outside and looked at the distortion and depravity contained in the deep forest. The vampire count followed him out: "We need an army of undead, an army of undead that cannot reveal their true identities, So, I will go to find the Bergland Burial Ground, and when the spring comes, the ice and snow will melt, and the former corpse pit will spit out a huge amount of corpses, and they will be the best army."

   "Since everything is implemented by you, what can I do?" Manfred Chi asked.

"Conquer Sylvania and make those necromancers who openly rebelled pay the blood price. Nagash needs the power of the dead, and the army they have is the best supplement." Arkhan continued, and at the same time, he Looking at the vampire count: "Besides, I also need the help of one of your subordinates."

   "My men?" Manfred smiled sarcastically, "Aren't you worried about being exposed by my men?"

"No, he will be a qualified collaborator, and he is more trustworthy than your actions." Akhan continued: "Heinrich Kemmler, who has been lurking in the Gray Mountains, claims to be a Lich The master's madman, I need him to attack the borders of Reikland with all his strength when the plan begins."

   "Heh, Kemmler is not an obedient servant. Since I came back, his performance has become more and more withdrawn." Manfred raised his cursed long sword towards the sky.

  The sky was covered by dark clouds, and soon, a huge zombie dragon soared from afar.

"Leave him to me, this Lich Master will be obedient." Akhan waved his staff, and a teleportation magic vortex enveloped him. In the empty eye sockets, the blue undead flame seemed to be staring at him. Count Vampire.

   "As you wish, I would like to see how you make Heinrich Kemmler obey orders." Manfred von Carstein nodded slightly.

  The vampire count jumped up from the ground and landed on the zombie dragon's back in a smooth and steady manner. After leaving the last sentence, the zombie dragon's membranous wings set off a hurricane and flew towards the skyline.

Chapter end