Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 279 129. Go In Quietly

The family guards of the Hellborne family swung their Messer knives and chopped down a few vines that stood in front of them.

Soon after, the rainstorm stopped, or the rain could not drench the Druccis for a while, and they entered a passage leading to darkness.

Overwhelmingly overgrown with vegetation, the massive boulder is weakened by undergrowth, and while traces of the boulder are still present from time to time, countless mosses, lichens, and climbing vines have stained the boulder the same green as its surroundings.

Trees spanning towering boulders stretch upward like temple pillars, their trunks locked high overhead like arched fingers.The trees were overgrown with vines, leaves and creepers, and myriad shades of green swept up in combinations of light and dark with a complexity that would put any tapestry to shame.

In the huge dark passage, it was as quiet as a church.After the noise of life in the jungle is gone, the passage becomes very quiet, only occasionally broken by the thumping sound of frogs tumbling into the water.

"Is this a canal?"

"A canal, yes, I think you're right. But why would the Lizardmen build a canal in such a place? Why didn't the jungle cover it?"

"Maybe it's for the delivery of gold?" Dacius interjected, interrupting the chat between the two sons of Sirsis.This section of the river was canalized, and its history dates back to before the Great Invasion, and it was the first time even Chupacoco knew of such a place south of Paphasco.

Although the pliosaur is a huge top predator, it is not as violent as the Tyrannosaurus on land, at least the one under Dacius' feet is not.The pliosaur responded to Dacius' call after eating, and its huge body emerged from the water.

After Dacius dispelled and bid farewell to the Ankylosaurus and Triceratops, he took the Duruccis to the back of the pliosaur to continue this open-ended adventure, so that they would not have to go in the opposite direction to the Ashes in the north. City, Pafasco march to find a suitable wading point, or tie a rope on this unknown waterlogged river like performing acrobatics to cross the past.

"Anyway, it looks abandoned." Maranul said without words, the heavy and oppressive silence that filled the surrounding area was disturbing. In this world full of life, there is nothing but death. other things.

There were no flies, no whining of mosquitoes, no buzzing of black flies, nor the constant tingling of their bites.

After a long time, except for the voices of the Druccis who had nothing to say, other sounds gradually appeared, such as the slashing of the Messer knife, the whining and buzzing of insects, the swaying of trees with the rainstorm and The howling of apes in the distance.

Celire felt the sweat run down his skin, and the flies landed on him hungrily.He inhales and exhales.In and out, out and in.He found that he really didn't adapt to this kind of place, and he also understood why his nephew wanted to set up the main altar of Edrazer's sect in Lustria. The environment in the jungle alone can make the believers of the sect Get plenty of exercise.He also knew that the journey was so smooth because of his nephew. He had heard Ren tell the story of entering the Lustria forest in the past few days. Without his nephew, his reverie would soon be interrupted. Because he was going to replace the family's guards and cut off the vines in front of him.

Although insect repellent lotions and potions are effective, they can't hold back the large number of mosquitoes. Ren still likes to walk in the jungle under the illumination of the Hesiota Lieyang Battle Banner and the Eternal Radiance Constant Sky, which is really mosquitoes. .

It may be because of Ren's next protagonist. He stood in front, but did not participate in opening the way. He held up the single-way telescope of Dacius and looked ahead. The voice in his mind vaguely told him that he was just ahead, and he It also caught a glimmer of light through the gaps of the vines.

"It seems that there is a boat! I saw the boat that the monkeys would equip! It seems that there is more than one!?" Ren panted, his Kaitan was sticking to his body wetly, covered with sweat and dirt, his hands and face were covered in a polka dot rash caused by insect bites and poor circulation.

Dacius nodded flatly to show he understood. He squatted down and patted Shanglong's back to signal to stop.When he communicated with Shanglong, he knew what he would face next. The entire river, including the mouth of the sea, was the activity territory of Shanglong. Of course, Shanglong knew what happened in its territory.As for other questions, Shanglong just asked three questions, such as how many ships, what configuration, and what kind of forces, etc. It was too difficult for this Shanglong, and he didn't show it like a stick.

After Ren finished speaking, the Duruccis stopped their nonsense, and the adventure would be accompanied by battles. They already knew what would happen next, and they began to draw their weapons to do the final battle. For maintenance, the spare strings for the repeater and harpoon crossbow were also taken out of the waterproof bag.

Dacius looked at Ren who turned his head, smiled at Ren and then raised his head, then turned to look at Malekith who stood there without saying a word.

"Ren! You are the protagonist tonight!" Malekith understood what Dacius meant, he stretched out his right hand vigorously, and then clenched his fist tightly and said.

Malekith's words defined the next development tonight. Under the jealous and envious gazes of the Druccis, Ren knelt on the ground and saluted, and then clicked on the order that he came to Lustria with him before. Hell's disaster family guards and Colonia brought Kewell and Genevieve who were eager to try again.

The fleet was dispersed at the mouth of the bay, keeping a sufficient distance from each other that the ships could proceed in order without risking collision.The bows and sterns of the two great Imperial warships bore ancient wide-mouthed brass gun barrels, gaping like the jaws of a dragon.

Ren held Daxus's binoculars and kept checking. He wanted to know whether the fleet that appeared inexplicably on the west coast of the Lustrian Isthmus still had black powder for those huge cannons, and whether they could still fire. Will not burst.If it could be done, the devastation caused by the artillery would be appalling.

The hooded figure kept moving on the main deck of the battleship, and staggered to the fence of the deck.There was an eerie screech of horns from the nearest boat, and the other boats in the bend soon heard it, and then howled like a pack of wolves in response.

In an instant, the crew boiled like ants, and shouts and gibberish cries echoed in the bend of the river, many carrying lanterns that flickered palely.

In the morbid light of the lantern, Wren saw that the crew members were not only skinless, but horribly swollen and gangrene, their bodies seemingly twisted by the corrupting power of an evil god.Though it was still raining heavily, swarms of insects still raged in the air above the rotting bodies of the crew, circling frantically, disturbed by the crew's agony.

The officer-like crew yelled at the plague crew, ordering them to get back to work.Long-limbed, swollen figures climbed the masts and rigging of ships like lanky spiders, scrambling for the stanchions to hold the tattered sails.

Ren felt that he could hear the terrified shouts from the towering battleship deck, as if some launching ceremony was being held in a place he couldn't see.

"Six ships are moored at the anchorage, each of which is an ocean-going predator, and one cruises on the sea in charge of vigilance." Ren looked at it for a while, and he knew that his target was here, but he didn't know where it was. Hey, he shook his head and handed the binoculars to Kewell beside him and said, pointing to the boats in the river bend.

Kewell nodded and took a look through the binoculars. He could see the crew swarming in, obviously preparing to go to sea.Small boats shuttled back and forth between the boats and the river bank, delivering supplies to waiting ships.He looked along the shoreline until he found the spot where supplies were being loaded to the stranded skiff.

From there, Colvin peered deeper inland, following the ant-like procession of labor, until he spotted a low tower, barely visible against the jungle backdrop about 500 meters from the river bank.

A three-story wooden tower rises from a row of wooden houses surrounded by wooden fences, which together resemble a small fortress.

The Duruccis crouched on the edge of the jungle, watching the steady stream of laborers push carts past the open gates of the fence.Tall torches were planted at intervals along the route to provide ample light for the laborers and the guards who stood guard at the entrance.

"Obviously they were planning an attack or sailing, maybe we came at the right time, if it was later, they would have run away." Cowell said jokingly.

"There is another building in the distance." Geneviève said, pointing to a further place.

"It seems to be a building left by the lizard people?" Kewell said uncertainly, and he handed the spotting telescope to Ren.

With the help of the faint light, Ren discovered that there was indeed a lizard man building on the hillside in the distance, or on the cliff, but it was not a pyramid, but more like the lizard man he had seen in the southern part of the Lustia Kauthen Plain. Legacy observation post.

"Although I don't know what that building is for, but their highest command should be there, if that's the case..." Kewell said in a low voice, he paused, and pointed to the tower in the distance Continued, "The hustle and bustle is good for us. The inside of that fortress may be busier than a beehive. If there is another group of laborers, it is impossible to attract unnecessary attention. The guards put all their attention on the traffic at the gate. superior."

Although Kewell didn't say the last sentence, everyone is smart Durucci, and it's not a day or two to deal with each other. Ren knows what Kewell means, just as Malekith said to him before departure Tonight you are like the protagonist, and everything is decided by him.

The Duruccis groped silently, sneaked into the jungle like shadows, and circled the perimeter of the camp until they stood in the hideout directly opposite the gate.There they lingered for a moment, then waded through the sparse bushes and ferns until they had a clear view of the wall and the wooden tower within.

Genevieve came back after going out for a walk, and explained what was going on inside.

Ren and Kewell exchanged a look, there was no guard, the appalling lack of defense made Ren feel creepy, there must be something he didn't see, but he couldn't imagine what it was, and he didn't have time to waste Going to figure it out, he shrugged and waved the Druccis on.

The Duruccis got up from their hiding place, ran quickly across the open space leading to the wall, and soon they disappeared into the shadow of the wall again, as if they had never been there.

The wood of the wall was made of great Lustrian trees, broad and strong, and fastened together with thick iron nails.White mold grew in the gaps between the logs, and swarms of insects crawled along the countless cracks in the logs.

"The wall is not too high, we can lift a person up and pass it by relay." Ryan tried to ignore the creeping carpet of life covering the wall, he looked at Kewell and said seriously.

"My lord, I'll come first!" said a family guard, if he didn't show his performance at this time, let alone when.

With a faint grunt, the family guard was pushed up by the Duruccis, and he immediately found a good grip on the wall.He clamped his armored body between the tips of two logs, then bent down, trying to reach out and take down a man.

Geneviève climbed it again unaided, then straddled the top of the wall, and together they began pulling the other Duruccis up as fast as they could.

Wren was the last to climb, and two family guards took his hands and pulled him to the top of the wall as if he were a straw doll.He didn't stop, his legs stepped over the fence, and then fell to the other side, drawing the hand crossbow as soon as he landed.

Wren could see from his vantage point that the wooden tower had been built at the end of a long banquet hall resembling the longhouses that the Norse Yankees were fond of building, and which he had previously seen during his raid on Skogee. seen.

Lights were burning outside the narrow, arrow-shaped gaps in the longhouse walls, and smoke rose from the longhouse's two chimneys.Near the longhouse were two square wooden houses, the windows were closed, it was very dark and nothing could be seen.The Duruccis hid in the shadow of these buildings, and Wren and the two family guards who jumped from the wall ran to join them.

The Duruccis watched for a few minutes and listened for a few minutes.There is no sign of any activity around.Then the team went around the corner of the square house and came to the wooden tower.

The closer he got to the wooden tower, the more Ren felt a tense atmosphere in the air, like the prelude to a storm.

Closer to the wooden tower, it looks like there are plenty of footholds for skilled climbers.The wooden walls are made of the same logs as the fence and are covered with some sort of glistening film.Wren tried to reach out a hand to touch the wooden wall, and the wooden wall immediately came apart like rotten parchment, emitting a terrible stench like ruptured intestines.Wriggling insects emerge from holes and run across the ground.

"I can feel the flow of magical wind in the wooden tower, the power of chaos!" Colonia said suddenly.

"No wonder they don't rely on guards, who would want to occupy a place like this?" Wren hissed, raising his head to measure the length of the climb.Finally he sighed and reached out to grab it, tearing the film further, filling the air with more poisonous gas, poisonous as it was, but unfortunately he couldn't smell it.

The nimble Duruccis climbed easily to the outside of the tower, each floor had a narrow window frame, and they took special care to avoid the windows by passing sideways.

When Kewell was about to climb to the second floor, suddenly a figure leaned out from the open frame and looked around along the wall.His body froze, and he leaned himself against the moth-eaten wood, praying secretly that the sick creature would not look directly down.Although he was winding up the repeating crossbow, he carried it on his back for the convenience of climbing.

Ren climbed slightly higher than Cowell, trying to identify the strange sound he heard. After a moment, the sick creature backed away, and then suddenly poked its head out to look to the right.He suddenly found himself staring at a pair of sickly gray eyes, less than two meters away from him.

Geneviève drew out the jagged dagger and swiftly slid down from the height, ready to hit the sick creature looking at Rennes hard on the head, but Colonia was faster than her.

A rustling sound appeared out of thin air, and then Ren felt a wind whistling past his ears.A black and ferocious claw appeared in the air, tightly wrapped around the sick creature's throat.

The sick creature barely had time to catch its breath before being pulled forward, pulling him straight out of the window.The body flew past Kewell's head silently, and slammed into the muddy ground!

Ryan glanced down at Cowell, nodded to each other and continued climbing.

The top of the tower can overlook the entire small fortress, where the family guards lie down and hide from the guards' sight.When Ren and Kewell climbed up, a family guard pointed to a corner, and Ren looked in the direction he pointed, and found a trap door with a black iron ring inlaid there.

Ryan ignored it for the time being, but looked over the top line to watch the activities below.Behind the small fort's main entrance was an open space piled high with crates and barrels, many protected with tarps, and filled with busy crews constantly loading, unloading and carrying.

The movement near the main entrance caught Ren's attention.A guy who looked like an officer ran to the door and said something to the guard.After a while, the captain of the guard seemed to have made some kind of decision and pointed to the wooden building.The officer ran over without hesitation, obviously he had a message to convey.

Ren shook his head and climbed to the trapdoor. He first glanced at Colonia, and after seeing Colonia nodded to indicate that there was no magic device, he then motioned for the Druccis to join him. He pointed to a The family guard pointed to the black iron ring again, squatted down and aimed the repeating crossbow at the door, Kewell also moved to the position next to him, and set up the repeating crossbow from left to right.

The family guard took a deep breath, carefully picked up the black iron ring, and then slowly opened it.The stench of rotting and refining corpses rose from the space below, forming a cloud of smoke.

Kewell, who was on guard, took a sharp breath unpreparedly and inhaled the smell into his nasal cavity. His expression changed drastically, as if he was about to retch and yell angrily in the next second, but he Still suppressing his emotional and physical responses through his will.

Geneviève, who was about to go in first, took a step back when she saw the cloud of smoke and Kewell's expression.Strange to say, the Drucci chosen by Ryan lost his sense of taste and smell when he came to Lustria except Kewell, but Geneviève has it!

Although the vampires in the medieval world did not need to breathe, they had the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, and some vampires would suffer from mental illnesses such as depression due to prolonged boredom.

After the smoke cleared, Genevieve jumped down first.She saw the top of a curved staircase and a wide landing, lit by sconces mounted on the walls.Although many passages were in shadow, she could almost clearly see a wooden door, and she waved to Drucci above to signal to come down.

Entering the tower is like falling into a steam bath, the air is smelly and humid, as if the wooden tower gave birth to life.It pressed like oil on Rain's bare skin, gliding greasy into every crevice and hollow, his flesh tingling at the touch.He walked quietly to the door and drew his serrated dagger.

There was an indistinct rumble in the stairwell downstairs, and though he didn't know what was going on, Wren tried to imagine the long hall filled with sick creatures preparing for voyage.

Kewell was the last Durucci to go downstairs. He didn't want to come down at first, but he still went down anyway.He didn't have any idea that he would not come if he knew it earlier, and he came anyway.

The rest of the family guards were scattered around the stairs, waiting for an order from Wren.

Ren ordered two family guards with repeating crossbows to guard the stairs, and motioned for others to follow him.Then he turned, put his hand on the door ring and carefully pushed the door open, peering into the room through the narrow opening.

The room was dimly lit, and the light from two angled braziers cast a faint glow across what looked to be some kind of table.A figure was struggling feebly on the table, apparently bound there by ropes.The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, as well as the familiar smell of decay.

The moment the door was pushed open, Geneviève took a peek inside, and then rushed into the room first. She knew that her purpose of coming was not to watch the fun from behind, and since she chose to come, she had to do her job well. , besides, she also likes this kind of secret sneaking adventure.She turned around and stared at the dark corners around, but there were no ambushers in the corners. She raised her head to look at the roof, and there was no one there.

Geneviève was relieved and astonished that the room contained only the wretched wretch on the table in the center.The room was full of weirdness, like a village shrine dedicated to evil gods in the old world. The wooden table was dilapidated, covered with layers of dried blood, and the wooden floor was covered with old blood and hair.

The mouth could still move, but only painful whispers emerged from the man's battered throat.

Niches on three walls of the room are lined with leather drapes, and in the middle of the wall opposite the door is a two-meter statue of what appears to be a broad-shouldered flayer, adorned with a pair of massive, downward-curving corner.

The skeleton of the statue is covered with thick leather robes, giving the statue an unsettling life, the folds of which are blown slightly in the draft created by the open door.

"What's this place?" Kewell stood at the door, looking at the room with a disgusted expression and asked.

There was an undercurrent of tension in the air of the room, ebbing and flowing like the slow beating of an invisible heart.

"Maybe it's a certain temple, no matter what it is, we should search it first." Ren shrugged, and he pointed at the statue with a jagged dagger.

"Be careful, if you don't want to die or amputate, try to avoid direct contact with these things." Colonia came in and looked around, then stood there feeling the flow of magic wind in the wooden tower, she He added after hearing that Ren was going to search the room.

The Duruccis took their weapons and began to search, some opened the curtains, and some inspected the piled items.

Among the items were dusty books and scrolls, jewel-encrusted skulls and gilded weapons, jars containing liquids, and sealed boxes engraved with strange runes and bound with silver thread.

"Looks like a treasure room, is this what you need?" Cowell grinned pretendingly greedily, while pointing to a machete that was obviously decorated in Lustria style, he knew this The scimitar was not ordinary, but he was not stupid enough to reach out to touch Lie Xin happily.

(End of this chapter)