Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

"I think you are crazy and stupid at the same time."

Even the Dark Elves of Naggaroth have heard stories of the land of Sylvania.

For the elves who are good at using magic, the common ancestors of the high elves and dark elves once buried quite a number of guide stones in Sylvania.

Because the wind of death, one-eighth of the magic in this land, is too strong.

And because of the terrain, or as Windlow said, the bad feng shui means that the wind of death here cannot disappear.

After the elves completely left the old world, the guide stones here were no longer maintained, and the wind of death could no longer be restrained.

The most direct impact is that the buried dead will crawl out of the grave soon, and wild beasts that have been dead for a long time will stand up with half of their bodies left.

Sylvania was also the first region in the entire empire to popularize cremation, but it still could not withstand the horror of the wind of death.

Some corpses that were burned to ashes can actually return to this world in the form of skeletons.

At the same time, the lords of this place are not good people either. It is rumored that these lords are vampires, a kind of terrible creature that feeds on human blood.

The evidence is the taxation in Sylvania. The locals do not need to pay money to the lord, but only need to pay blood.

Due to the very low tax rate here, even in such a difficult environment, some people still choose to live and reproduce on this land.

After leaving the Mute Territory, Windlo and Mousse could immediately feel the coldness in the wind blowing towards them.

It seemed as if winter had arrived early. After arriving at Schwarz Harbor, it meant that the two had officially set foot on the land of Sylvania.

"I feel the air is chilly. The wind of death in this place is really scary."

As elves, even those who have never learned magic have an affinity for magic.

Of course, Mousse was the first to notice the weirdness in the air. As for Windlow, he just thought that it was already late autumn and it was very normal for the weather to get colder.

Finally, the two walked into the town of Schwarzport, and the dilapidated scene everywhere immediately caught their eyes.

Windlow felt as if he had returned home. It seemed that Rick County was indeed the richest province in the entire empire.

The rural areas of Reikland are even comparable to the towns in Sylvania.

I wanted to find some locals to ask about the situation here, but I didn't expect that ordinary people in the entire Sylvania region are quite xenophobic.

One of the villagers, upon seeing Windlow coming, quickly pulled up his robe to hide his deformed fingers.

In other provinces of the Empire, any deformity represents Chaos corruption and needs to be purified by fire.

But there are too many dimensional stones buried in Sylvania, and it has been blown by the wind of death all the time, so the deformity rate of ordinary people is too high.

If every corrupted and deformed person were to be sent to the gallows, I'm afraid that the entire region would be wiped out of half of its population.

The conservative Sylvanians would not talk too much with outsiders because Imperial witch hunters often came to burn all the deformed people to death.

Even in the eyes of witch hunters, a hunchback is considered a deformity.

Windlow could only spread out the map of the entire Sylvania region. This map looked very old. He hoped that the things marked on it still existed.

As can be seen from the map, Schwarzport is the only town nearby. If you miss this place, you have to go around the mountain top road to get to the next town.

At this moment, the sound of wheels came from not far away, and a carriage decorated with black slowly came over. There was an irrepressible smell of death in the carriage.

Even Windlow frowned.

At this moment, the curtain on the carriage was slowly pulled open, and a pair of hands stretched out from inside. Then the person sitting inside showed his face and met eyes with Windlow next to him.

"It's you?"

The two recognized each other immediately. It turned out to be the vampire lady they met in Inglebrook City in Iverland. They didn't expect to meet here again.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome to my hometown."

The vampire lady still retained her aristocratic habits and raised a finger to ask the coachman to stop the carriage.

Only then did Mousse see clearly that the coachman and the horses were actually dead, and it was the corpses that were controlling the movement of the carriage.

The lady slowly opened the front door of the carriage and bowed gently to Wendlow in the manner of a host seeing a guest.

"My father is the acting mayor of Schwarzport and the baron of the local silver mines. He will be happy to meet you."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation. Wendlow and Mousse looked at each other, knowing that they knew each other and would definitely not hurt each other.

Besides, it wasn't a bad thing to have a relationship with a baron, so he picked up the stick with a carrot tied to it, controlled the direction of the donkey cart and caught up with the carriage of the vampire lady.

The town of Schwarzport is not big, and you can see a large mountain range to the north.

Sure enough, at the foot of the mountain, we saw a huge silver mine, as well as a gloomy but very solemn small castle.

A bat slowly flew down from the castle and landed at the gate of the castle and turned into a vampire in a moment.

"Daughter, you are finally back."

"Gentlemen, this is my father, the owner of the silver mine, and the acting mayor of the entire Schwartzport."

Mousse has already entered combat mode. Even to the dark elves, vampires are extremely evil beings.

Not only is it evil, but it is also extremely powerful. If a Dread Lord does not devote himself to the battle, he is likely to be easily killed by a vampire.

But the vampire noble nodded slightly, and in an instant, he put away all his hostility and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I've heard from my daughter about you two. When I was in Ivy Territory, it was thanks to your help. Please."

After saying this, he made way for the door. Behind him, a corpse in exquisite butler's clothes put his hands on the door and then slowly opened it.

The thick door made the most terrifying creaking sound, which made Windlow feel creepy.

Perhaps Mousse was right at the beginning, Sylvania is indeed a very dangerous area.

But if you don't accept the invitation of this vampire noble, who knows what bad consequences may occur.

Windlow could only hand over the control of the donkey cart to the zombie that was staggering towards him. He could even see a lot of maggots slowly wriggling in the zombie's eye sockets.

These things should all be under the control of vampires.

Restraining the fear and horror brought by facing vampires and undead creatures, Windlow and Mousse slowly walked into the small castle.

As the door slowly closed, there was a rumble in the gray sky, and a golden thunder flashed across the sky.