Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 188 38. Statue
At this time, it was already late at night, and the team found an extremely secretive large unowned cave to avoid the wind and snow, and the team was getting closer and closer to the black triangular mountain.

The previous battle of Dacius was fruitful, in addition to the sword, dragon armor, and extinguishing the phoenix curse, there was also the weeping blood battle flag that Prince Nagaryus had previously held.The battle flag is also an old object. He plans to go back and find the historical experts of Naggarond to appraise it. If there is no accident, he will repair it and keep it for himself. Although he has not yet belonged to his own army, the corresponding items are prepared in advance. Preparation is still necessary.

After Dacus saw the animal trainers' entanglement with the trophies, he suddenly had an idea and asked them to make some temporary sleds out of the luggage. After picking and picking for a while, the trophies were full, The corpses and some remains were also brought along, and the team only set off when it was almost dark, and he didn't care enough to camp there, what if the dead got up again at night?
The only pity is that Dacius did not find the relevant marching log. He wanted to know the list of the personnel of this disappeared army, and why they came here?And what kind of god was that dragon, but in the end it died without a problem.

Dacius is in a good state of mind now. If you can find the dragon egg, you will find it. If you can’t find it, there will be Lakas behind. Anyway, you will bring it to Naggarond and dedicate it to Malekith. He can get a dragon egg.Although he also wanted the black dragon mount that belonged to him, but he hadn't reached the point of obsession. After all, there were many other flying mounts in this world besides the black dragon, but the style was not so drucci.

After eating, Dacius walked over to the energetic Colonia and sat down.

"My sister, what's the matter with that." Dacius asked about the curse on his arm after a routine politeness.

Colonia didn't say anything, but rolled up his sleeves and showed it to Dacius.

"Is there anything I can do to help? My brother." After showing Colonia, she put her arms back into her sleeves and asked directly.

Dacius took out a necklace from his bosom and handed it to Colonia. This necklace was also a trophy from the day before yesterday. It was in the traditional style of the ancient elves. The wearer should have been a female mage before his death.

"Let me guess, you want me to give it to someone else?" Colonia said, spreading the necklace in his palm.

"Yes, my sister, I believe only you can do this."

"It seems that this matter is very important? You attach great importance to this matter, who will you give it to?"

"Marus Blackblade!"

"The youngest son of Hagrid Grave Valahallehan Fallen Blade, it seems that you really value him, I'm a little curious?"

"It's nothing important, would you believe me if I said that he might become Hagrid Grave's night watchman in the future?" Dacius moved his body and whispered in Colonia's ear.

Colonia turned her head to look at Dacius, her eyes changed from being flat at first to serious.

"You mean he will become the night watchman? I don't think this is what you want to see!" Colonia didn't say anything right away, but said after thinking for a while, and then said, "He will block the way of our family ? And our business?"

Dacius murmured in his heart, because the group of Druchis around him looked the same as usual, but they were all appearances and disguises, and they were all smart and well-measured.

Just like that Kewell, Dacius who grew up together is very familiar with Kewell, although Kewell is usually joking and exaggerated, but he is also very smart, he is the blank paper next to his brother Fan, very early on, the accidental death of Walter's elder brother who served in the Krakalund army was planned by Cowell.

Although Dacius is always on guard against Drucci beside him, he is not at all worried that these Drucci will murder him for power and the like. Although it is a superior-subordinate relationship, the distance is too great. And the position is there, who can replace him and stand beside Malekith after he dies?On the contrary, as long as he is here, he will give these Drucci benefits, such as status, military exploits, honor, wealth and status, etc. Although he is not yet the Hand of the Witch King, he thinks it will happen sooner or later. It's too late for them to protect him, the chance of stabbing him with a knife should be very small.

And the most critical point lies in Dacius' elder brother and family, as long as we are family members, then his elder brother is his insurance gate, unless his elder brother is corrupted by chaos or affected by black magic and other strange things mind.

"There is a Chaos Demon in his body, I need to detonate him at a critical moment to let that monster come out!"

"Get close to him and give him this necklace at the right time? It's difficult, very challenging! But I like this task! Leave it to me, and I'll do it well, my brother." Colonia played Necklace, turning the necklace in his hand, looked at Dacius and said seriously.

The Dacius siblings chatted about other things for a while, and then Geneviève came over and whispered to him that Dorian had finally woken up.

"Sorry to disturb you at this time, my adjutant, let me tell you some bad news first, the subordinate who followed you to the mountain camp died the day before yesterday."

"Thank you for telling me the news. I saw his soul return to the arms of the Pale Queen during the battle." Dorian said dryly.

"Have you seen this? My adjutant?" Dacius raised the extinguishing phoenix spell to Dorian's eyes.

"My lord... I have seen it." Dorian tried to raise his head to confirm.

Dacius took the jug from Geneviève's hand and fed it to Dorian himself. Dorian refused at first, and then drank it flattered, even though Dorian had already drank a lot just now.

"Don't tell me first, let me guess? You saw it at the group of mountain people. It should be their leader? No, the chief? The clan leader? Forget it, what the heck, it's just a title anyway. "

"Yes, my lord, not only have I seen it, I've even held it in my hand for a long time."

"There should be a story behind this, the story you haven't finished telling, and there are some secrets hidden?"

"Yes, my lord, I want to share this secret with you now."

Dacius nodded.

Then Dorian began to tell the story. The story started from the night when he was captured. As soon as he sat up, he saw the old woman Drucci sitting by the campfire.

The old woman was old, her alabaster features dulled and immobile, like cold marble.She moved slowly and carefully, as if every movement threatened to crush her to ashes.She stretched out her long-fingered hand and took something from the short shelf next to it.She ordered in a low voice, and one of the blind slaves silently took something from her hand and handed it to Dorian.

It was a statue, fashioned of light-swallowing black stone, as cold as death itself.The sculpture is a woman, sharp and slender like a knife, with cold facial features and deep-set eye sockets.The age of this thing surrounds it like a layer of frost, and it may be a Nagaryth-era item thousands of years ago.

"What witch doctor? Prophet? Shaman? It's really a Nima mountain spirit, degenerated into this bird. And what is the statue? Pale Queen?" Dacius suddenly thought, he had a feeling that the statue Very important, very important, maybe it's the key to the Pale Queen's God Realm?

The old woman made Dorian swear to the statue that he would not try to escape the camp, or harm his keepers, while he was there as a guest.Then he swore, and after being untied, he had a full meal and was taken to another larger tent by the guards.

Once outside, Dorian found that night had passed and the sky above him was pale with a false dawn.Through the gloom he could see that he was standing in a narrow, wooded canyon that ended in a steep rock face.Many other yurts are set up among the tall trees around a sheik's house built of massive, permanent cedar logs and stones piled from the steep cliffs.

"This place is not easy to do, and the other party is a group of shadows, raiding the barracks of the mountain soldiers in the mountains? It's not easy." Dacius thought about it again. He wanted to find an opportunity to do it, for the statue and Extinguish the Phoenix Curse, maybe three Extinct Phoenix Curses spliced ​​together will become a brand new magic item.

The air in the longhouse is noisy and smoky, two large fireplaces occupy the long walls of the building, blue smoke curls and swirls between the cedar logs of the ceiling, piles of furs and pillows are thrown over thick wicks grass carpet.At the end of the longhouse, a chief maintains the rule of the clan. He sits on a high throne in the building and is surrounded by three female Drucci slaves.Those poor Drucci women were also blinded and turned into mutes who retained their hearing.

Dorian watched as one of the female slaves carefully poured a glass of wine for the chief, and he noticed that the poor female slave had lost both of her thumbs.

After some negotiations, the chief promised to release Dorian, but there is a premise!That is to do one thing for him.

"Willow witch? Willow woman? What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)