As the team entered the Haimen Pass, Snorri keenly felt that the atmosphere here had become tense. Heavily armed patrols appeared at the crossroads from time to time. Lord Panos knew why his city had become so prosperous, and he told Snorri
I'm very concerned about things.
"Lord, please go to the office!" The gatekeeper of Haimen Pass greeted him.
"What's going on? Can pirates still break into Barak Val's interior?"
"Your guest, friend of the mountains, Casmir VII, the shepherd of the Heldenhamites, has arrived. The dark treasure he escorted was coveted by countless evil spirits." The gatekeeper licked his lips, and he could see that he was doing this.
It was a very stressful day, and at the same time, I lacked the nourishment of beer to avoid any mistakes.
"How did the news leak out?" Snorri muttered. Although this was not what he hoped for, it seems that escort operations are always accompanied by accidents as a rule. Human beings are exposed to too many temptations and are too easily corrupted.
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
The old bald man stayed with the lord's personal guards, who surrounded a box burning with holy fire. Despite the constraints of Sigmar's divine fire and the runes of the box itself, Snorri could still feel the dark power moving in it.
, perhaps they are like beacons in the darkness for users of necromancy.
"Thank you for your hard work. Where are the wounded? I'll treat those warriors." Casmir VII's left arm was hung with a bandage. It was obviously a series of fierce battles that allowed the great chanter to be injured.
"That's perfect. But we'd better hand it over first." The great chanter motioned to the dwarves around him to get out of the way. He opened the box with one hand through the divine fire.
"hiss!"
Dark and blasphemous magic surged out like a stormy wave, and Snorri took a breath of cold air. He felt that they even wanted to drill into his body along his pores.
"Close it quickly!" Everyone present knew that this thing must not be fake, but before he finished speaking, there was a noise outside.
"Bang bang!"
"Ding! Card!"
"Well!"
The surging magic power was like a signal flare, and the sound of guns, swords, and the muffled groans of the wounded came one after another.
"Boom!"
Casmir quickly closed the lid of the box, and the dwarves took out their weapons and prepared for battle. But after a while, silence fell outside the room again.
"A zombie dragon was repulsed by our artillery fire."
"Your guess is correct. There are indeed people among your subordinates who have been corrupted. They suddenly launched an attack just now. Fortunately, we were well prepared."
"Something strange happened in the ancestral cemetery. Fortunately, the rune blacksmiths strengthened security in time."
Several messengers brought back good news, and Snorri couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that Casmir and Lord Panos had made preparations. It would be difficult for the dwarves to be tempted, and it would not be easy to raise an army of the dead in the fortress.
, the believers of Nagash cannot afford to make too big a splash.
Snorri used rituals to treat the wounded. Half of Casmir VII's men were lost in the previous journey and the fierce battle just now. The great chanter's face was very ugly, and he could single him out to go to the capital of the Southland together.
It is the backbone of the sect.
"Haimen Pass and the Dread Fleet haven't had many fights, but according to reliable information, the admiral of the fleet, Count Noctilus, is a vampire. His desire for those two evil volumes is probably engraved in his bones."
Lord Panos muttered worriedly on the side. It was not easy to deal with the undead pirates originally. If the vampire admiral joins forces with other similar people who covet the nine volumes of Nagash, Snorri will be under greater pressure. Considering the ship
It's just Haimenguan, so he will suffer losses no matter he wins or loses.
"You can rest assured of this. Although he is from the von Carstein family in Sylvania, he should have broken up with his blood relatives on the shore. Otherwise, he would not have thrown his castle into the sea."
Snorri comforted him, "What's more important is greed. He will want to have the cult exclusively. Let us discuss how to help them rest in peace forever!"
Walking back to the office, the guests and hosts were seated, and Snorri handed the sealed box to Gotrek for safekeeping. He believed that this young strong man could deal with the guy who was spying on them.
"Everyone, everyone, don't look so gloomy! I have a way, maybe I can kill those floating corpses without any blood." Snorri knocked on the wine glass, trying to liven up the atmosphere.
"this.."
"Ancestral Gods!"
"Children of the mountains do not belong to the ocean!"
Snorri's speech was rarely echoed, and the faces of the dwarves present were not very good. Think about it, a group of guys who sink when encountering water are going to fight in the depths of the ocean, and they are the attackers.
The location is good, the people and the three items are not very good.
"Is there a submarine at Haimen Pass?" Snorri asked. His eldest brother Gnom had entered one two years ago to explore sunken treasures under the Blackwater Lake.
"Yes, but that thing has almost no combat capabilities." The head of the Marine Engineers Guild stood up. The imaginary enemy of the dwarf navy is still the high elves, and there is no future in underwater combat against the probing of high-level spellcasters.
"What about the mines? There must be a lot of them in stock?" Snorri did not answer but continued to ask.
"There are indeed many." The old engineer nodded again. Before Snorri crossed, the main task of the navy at Haimen Pass was to protect the safety of the Blackwater Bay. Mines are low-cost, powerful, and easy to deploy. If they find it difficult to clear out, they are used to defend against future attacks.
Couldn't be more appropriate.
"But they need to be deployed in advance and have enough density at key nodes to be effective. There is a vast ocean, no matter how many..."
"That'll be easy!" Snorri interrupted the old dwarf's chatter and laughed. "I have a clever plan. I'll inform the fleet to set off tomorrow! The Southland is still waiting for me to return!"
The Haimen Pass fleet set sail in a mighty manner, and there was no way to keep the news of their departure secret. As a few bats flapped their wings high in the night, they landed on an island in the Bandit Strait.
"Let me see how those guys who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks will beg for mercy from the noble Count Noctilus!" A tall vampire wearing a large-brimmed captain's hat and an armor on his back covered with spikes came out of his throne.
Jump up and get up.
He raised the halberd in his hand and let the bats land on the blade. Count No then gently swayed and danced the halberd, skillfully taking the secret message carried by the bat into his palm.
This move would be considered very elegant in the eyes of humans. This aristocratic temperament is exactly a major characteristic of the Von Carstein family. Unlike the other four major bloodlines, they are good at penetrating into humans.
"What? How dare they come straight here to die? Snorri Thorson, huh, even if we could banish the Disrespectful One, he wouldn't be able to float in the sea!"
