Chapter 3 Storm is Coming

When Lin Qi returned to the city, the road was already filled with a grim scene.

Lizardmen regiments walked on the spacious roads. Giant lizards as big as small buildings no longer carried stone bricks. They held giant hammers and formed arrays with skin lizards riding on ankylosaurs and triceratops.

The noisy Skinks shouted noisily.

"For Kotego!"

"Kill the invaders for the greater good!"

"That's the voice of the Lord of Sun City!"

The regiment to which Lynch belonged merged into the silent Lizardman Legion, and the army slowly moved toward the northeast.

From the few words of the noisy lizards around him, Lynch roughly understood the reason why the army was gathering.

Rainforest scouts discover an army of undead roaming the east coast.

Near the Ash City of Pahuacus, ten tribes of orcs of unknown origin are wreaking havoc in the rainforest.

Even more unfortunately, the warp gap in Zahuitak, the northern echo city, was opened, and a great demon of the evil god Khorne appeared in the rain forest with an army of demons.

Lord Mazdamundi of Hexotar, the city of the sun, the oldest living Slann, issued its decree.

A group of warriors will be dispatched from various temple cities to stop the enemy. Lynch's legion will fight the undead and then go to support Echo City.

If the threat of the greenskins has not been eliminated by then, they will still have to fight the wild orcs.

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The rainforest is quiet and silent, no longer as noisy as before.

This silence is a sign of danger, meaning there is a terrible predator hunting.

Lynch looked at the ancient blood lizardmen riding Tyrannosaurus in front of him. The mounts of these commanders were dinosaurs transformed by the ancient saints, which were strong and cunning.

Lynch and his compatriots marched for several days, stopping only occasionally to eat mosquitoes.

Fortunately, Lynch discovered that his sense of taste was very dull, otherwise he really would not be able to accept the dark cuisine of the lizards.

A giant, eyeless dragon that looked like a Spinosaurus but had a forked tail emerged from the bushes beside Lynch. Its owner was a mysterious lizard.

Lynch had already smelled it and its rider; it was a troglodyte.

If I'm not mistaken, the Skin Lizard is an oracle, or a prophet.

Lynch did not show any abnormality. The Skin Lizard Priest and the Prophet were both Slan's eyes, and Slan could even cast spells through them.

This Skink seemed out of step with the other Prophets, being unusually active.

It rode a troglodyte, passed by Lynch's team, and announced in a high-pitched and unfathomable voice.

"The remains of the great ancient saint, the lost Ashhoranka, are in the near future!"

The prophet's eyes widened as if he glanced at Lynch inadvertently.

"Failure is the beginning of a new life. The destined time has come! The Seal of Ashhoranka will welcome its chosen one!"

Amid the Skinks' high-pitched screams, the sky suddenly darkened, and no more sunlight penetrated the gaps between the treetops.

Pterosaur riders flying in the sky shouted warnings to the troops on the ground, and the sound of the flapping wings of some giant flying beast could be heard in the wind even under the treetops.

Lynch and his compatriots formed a team and, under the command of the Ancient Blood Warriors, rushed into the bushes on the east side together with the rest of the Lizardman regiments.

Beside Lynch was a group of lizardmen with only ten people left, and they looked even bigger than Lynch.

Different Lizardmen regiments cooperated under the command of the Ancient Blood Warriors, and the regiments coordinated the gaps in offense and defense in their own ways.

Lynch's regiment will serve as the left-wing assault force, attracting firepower for the Cold Lizard Riders and cooperating with the riders to defeat the invaders.

The roar of the artillery made Lynch even more uneasy. The shells fell to Lynch's right and killed three unlucky Thoreaus.

More lizardmen were affected by the shock wave. They got up after falling to the ground and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

Amidst the successive bombardments, Lynch and his comrades had discovered the enemy.

It was a legion of dead people, zombies with skin and bones attached to their bodies, holding muskets or crossbows, shooting at Lynch and other lizardmen.

The sturdy shield blocked the damage for Lynch, and even if the musket hit him, it only caused his body to pause slightly.

In the sky, pterosaurs were fighting giant bats, and black clouds summoned by magic blocked out the sun.

The zombies waved their swords and tried to stop the lizardmen, but it was in vain.

Lynch easily smashed the zombie sailor who dared to block him into pieces.

With their spears wielded, Lynch and the other lizardmen sent these restless undead into eternal sleep.

Explosions, hoarse spells, the roars of the dead and the roars of giant beasts mixed everywhere on the battlefield.

From time to time, a bloated giant corpse rushed over, fought for a while and then exploded, leaving Lynch's face covered with flesh scraps.

There were fewer and fewer lizardmen around Lynch, and his body was covered in blood.

The Cold Lizard riders took the opportunity to go around the enemy's rear and silenced the artillery.

On the front battlefield, teams of armored undead were crushed by charging giant lizards.

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Victory is at hand!

The harsh spell sounded again, and just hearing it made Lynch feel a chill.

The world seemed silent for a moment, and then a crack appeared in the air.

It devoured everything around it like a black hole! Before it moved to the area where Lynch was, the magic vortex began to shake. It seemed that its controller was unable to guide this kind of magic.

Accidents during spellcasting are extremely dangerous for the caster, and are not good news for Lynch either.

The darkness suddenly expanded and swallowed up a group of lizardmen and undead, including Lynch.

As the world turned upside down, Lynch saw a colorful and brilliant light, and in the light there seemed to be ruins of dilapidated buildings.

The next moment, Lynch felt the air again, but he was in darkness.

Lynch's night vision helped him, it seemed to be an underground cave.

The spell just now forced him to move in space.

There were some outlines of buildings in the cave. Lynch approached it and found that it was a temple building located underground.

The symbols engraved on the wall were scratched by some creature, and Lynch became alert.

He lost his weapon in the explosion, but he still had his sharp claws.

Lynch moved silently in the tunnel, and soon he found some upright, short mice.

They were chirping and shouting, and from time to time a ratman would sneak attack and kill his own companions, and then share their flesh and blood with other ratmen.

Some of the ratmen twitched their noses in confusion, as they smelled a different smell.

A stick-like object surrounded by rat-man corpses caught Lynch's attention.

It has intricate patterns, and is long and slender like a spear, with a diamond-shaped crystal on the top, making it look like a scepter.

There is a conspicuous logo under the crystal, just like a mark on a finished product.

"Kotaigo!"

This is the name of the ancient saint who symbolizes the sun!

There is no doubt that Lynch, as a lizard man, has the legal right to own it.

But to possess it, Lynch had to face these greedy and despicable ratmen! Slightly heavy footsteps sounded in the distance, and a sturdy rat troll that was several times larger than Lynch appeared in Lynch's sight.

Lynch was confident that he could escape unscathed from the siege of thousands of ratmen, but he didn't have the confidence to face a rat troll alone.

What's more, he has no weapons! (End of this chapter)