Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 280. As you wish

Ren looked at this strangely shaped weapon. The scimitar had a very unique curved blade, a thick back and a sickle-shaped blade. He could feel the sharpness of the outer edge of the curved part of the blade, although he didn't pick it up. However, it can be judged that the scimitar is mainly used for cutting and slashing attacks. As a one-way cutting weapon, because of its special arc edge, it is especially suitable for cutting flesh. The punishment knife has the same effect.

At this moment, Ren thought of his brother's god Quitley's war halberd, Chupa Coco's god Zongqi sword, monitor lizard Kami's god Quitley's fist, and the god tower in the hands of the lizard general Lanx pulled the battle spear, and he saw the ancient saint Huangqi's logo and decorations similar to those god weapons on the hilt.The voice in his head was vaguely pointing to the scimitar, but it wasn't.

"An unusual treasure." Ren muttered to himself, he paused and continued, "There is no bag of coins in the middle, which means that most of their treasures are stored elsewhere, maybe they only put the most Valuable things are placed here." After finishing speaking, he frowned again, poked one of the books with the tip of his sword and continued, "If this is the case, then icons such as nautical charts may also be here, we need to make Know where these pirates will go next."

Ren has never touched the scimitar, and he is not a rookie who just came out. He already knows what they are dealing with now, and he doesn't want to watch his skin melt from his body after touching the scimitar.His eyes moved across the room, peering into the dark depths.Something was wrong in the room, but he couldn't sense what was wrong.He turned a full circle, studying the walls, until finally he came back to the statue in the room.The statue's leather robe fluttered silently, and he suddenly realized that something was missing.

"Actually...you don't need to be so cautious. There is no problem with this scimitar. Although I still don't know much about the gods of the lizard people, this scimitar releases a kind of purification power. I can imagine those The price the skinner needs to pay to get the scimitar here." While Ren was patrolling the room, Colonia walked up to the scimitar, picked it up, waved it twice in his hand and said.

"There should be something behind here." Ren nodded after taking the scimitar handed over by Colonia, and he walked to the statue and said.He stretched out his scimitar and pushed aside the hanging leather robe.Behind the leather robe is not the body of the statue, but a narrow wooden door.He grinned, it seemed that his guess was correct, but instead of going in directly, he waved his hand.

Kewell had the experience of last time, and this time he didn't say anything and leaned on the nearest place. He stood in the distance and raised his repeating crossbow, facing the narrow door.

Wren grabbed the iron ring on the door and pushed in. The door swung open to reveal a second room, lit by a narrow, pale moonlight from the window.From where he stood he could see the wooden crate filled with tall scrolls of parchment, and his heart beat faster.From deep in the shadows in the far corner of the room, he heard the faint rustle of chains.

At this time, Geneviève was already holding the dagger in both hands, pressed her body to a very low position and rushed into the door. With her good eyesight and the faint moonlight, she was sure that this was the storage room for the camp's charts, surrounded by boxes. A wooden table was lined up, and she also heard the sharp rattle of the chain, and looked along the place where the sound came from.

I saw a thin figure whose wrists and ankles were handcuffed and curled up into a ball. The red and naked body was covered with dirt and pus-filled sores.

Genevieve could clearly feel that the figure froze suddenly after hearing the sound of the door opening, and she heard the figure's furtive inhalation.

The figure's face was covered by a head of greasy black hair, and then Ryan, who came in, saw that the figure's eyes had been gouged out, leaving rusty and charred holes in the wounds burned by the hot metal.The figure's nose sniffed the air like a hound, and its body began to tremble.

When the poor creature pointed a crooked finger at Wren and Genevieve, his toothless mouth opened wide and let out a horrific, paralyzing scream.

What spewed from the figure's throat was not just noise, but a gust of magic that sliced ​​through Drucci like a cold wind.The screams made Ren and Genevieve stunned, or they entered some kind of check, they couldn't rush to the figure immediately, and their hands were covered with ears due to shock and pain On the ground, this painful figure made the two of them feel as if their organs were failing.

But soon, the voice of the figure disappeared, as if his throat was suddenly strangled, and he couldn't make a sound.

Colonia rushed in through the narrow door, her face was full of fright and anger, although she could vaguely feel the flow of magical wind in the wooden tower, she still caught the road with all precautions , she clenched her hand vigorously, the black hand pinching the figure's neck seemed to want to pull the figure's head out of the body.She glanced at the leather robe on the statue next to her from the corner of her eye, and she seemed to understand why. There must be a strange human skin that can shield perception in the layered leather robes.

Rain, who had passed the check, snarled at the figure, feeling paralyzed shaken by his rage, as he crossed the room holding his scimitar aloft.Under the faint illumination of the moon, the curved blade shrank and flashed downward with a cold light, making the figure's head bounce on the floor.

"Stop the enemy and burn it! If you're lucky, this wooden tower will burn like a candle wick." Ren staggered a bit, trying to clear his mind, but the sound of footsteps on the stairs of the wooden building quickly disappeared. Let him concentrate, he turned to Colonia and said.

Colonia nodded and took immediate action.

"Find the chart!" Ren said to Genevieve next to him after finishing speaking, then turned back to the wooden box, took out the largest and thickest chart he could find, and pulled it off his belt rope to tie the charts into bundles.Then, as fast as he could, he threw the chart through the narrow window.

There were screams and the thud of crossbowstrings from the stairwell, and the brazier toppled with a loud bang, followed by a still greater commotion, a piercing howl punctuated by clashes of steel.

Instead of following Wren's orders to search for charts, Geneviève grabbed the figure's wrist and dragged the body to the center of the room until the chains tightened.She began to calculate the distance and chop off the hands and feet of the corpse.Once the chain came loose, she pulled on the nails that fastened the chain to the wall, but no amount of pulling could dislodge the nails.But she knew she had to do it, the team needed to get out the window, and this was the third floor.

"The stairs are on fire! But the enemy is still breaking through the flames, hurry up! We can't last long." Cowell, with blood on his forehead, rushed into the outer room, gasping, speaking while still He kept filling the arrow box, and after the arrow box was filled, he ran out to continue fighting.

After Ren sorted out the chart, he began to deal with the chains with Geneviève.

Genevieve took a different approach, threading a chain through another tightly locked handcuff, pulling them together until the two handcuffs met.Wren also picked up an iron bar from the floor and threaded it first through the closed handcuffs of the chain still nailed to the wall, then through the last link of a loose chain that was thrown out the window.

"Although it won't extend all the way to the ground, it's enough." Ren picked up the scimitar after finishing it, looked at Geneviève and continued, "You go down first, and we'll come later."

Genevieve nodded and jumped out of the window without a word.

Ren didn't lean out, he knew that Genevieve didn't need to climb down the chain at all, and the wall was no different from the flat ground to Genevieve.He ran out of the narrow door with a scimitar in both hands, and the family guards and Colonia had already retreated into the outer room.Cowell was the last to come in, his ornate jewel-encrusted longsword smeared with red, green, and yellow inexplicable things.

After Kewell came in, he closed the door forcefully. The family guards could no longer care about this and that. They pushed the heavy skinning platform and the victims chained to it through the room, and leaned the top of the skinning platform against the door. superior.

"Get out the window, once you hit the ground, grab as many charts as you can, and run to the wall!" Ren ordered.

Colonia looked at the dusty books, scrolls, jars containing liquid, and sealed boxes engraved with strange runes and tied with silver wires in the room and shook her head. These things were full of attraction to her, but unfortunately, There is no time, it seems that I will come back to get it later, but I don’t know how much will be left after being burned by the fire
"The shouting stopped, but I can hear the chanting in the firelight." Colonia froze as she was about to turn around and walk towards the window. Ren said, after she finished speaking, she smiled, and then there was a look of madness on her face, which was the madness engraved in Drucci's blood, she gritted her teeth with a grin and said, "I smell the smell of witchcraft, powerful Magic! Our actions seem to make something very angry, but I am also angry now!"

Ren looked at Colonia in a daze. He was really scared now. He was afraid that Colonia would suddenly be unable to think about having a magic duel with the warlock at the door. This is Dacius' sister. At the beginning, he was in trouble, and he didn't stay or leave. To put it bluntly, this was an investigation, and he came in to see what was going on.He doesn't want to be surrounded by these skinners, and then let Malekith and Daxus come to rescue him. If he becomes the protagonist of tonight in this way, then he will not be able to mess around in the future, so he might as well stay in Hell. Let Sortar paint portraits of the Skinks.

"Let's retreat first, this door will last for a while." Colonia quickly cast a spell on the door, then turned around and said to Ren.

A door of Anizipal's space appeared out of thin air, and the indescribable tentacles protruding from the door directly tore the skinned man on the skinning table to pieces.

"You come first!" Ren insisted after heaving a sigh of relief. After he didn't want to go down, Colonia stayed here.

When Renn was the last one preparing to go down, the door of the outer room exploded in a cloud of pale green flames.Burning wood splinters buzzed and splashed deadly across the room, the heavy skinning table slammed against the narrow door, and he, still riding on the window, took a quick glance and saw a red, naked, skinless The thick muscle layer on the chest is engraved with complex magic runes, the eyes and open mouth are burning with green flames, speaking words full of power, and the whole body is surrounded by energy aura.

The magic door left by Colonia stretched out its tentacles again and rushed towards the figure. When Ren was about to climb down the chain, everything became blurred.There was a flash of green light, and a powerful shock wave hit him in the chest, throwing him through the window.Enduring the severe pain, he cut the anti-hook of the scimitar towards the wall, trying to delay the fall, and soon he wrapped his legs around the chain and controlled the speed of his descent.

Kewell and a family guard pulled Ren who had fallen to the ground. Ren straightened up unsteadily and looked up at the wooden tower.Green light poured from the windows, and the square top of the tower was enveloped in angry flames.

"It seems that the protagonist's performance tonight was a bit...failed?" Malekith, who was standing on the bank of the river, felt the magic waves in the distance, and he jokingly said to Dacius beside him.

"Although I haven't watched a drama performance, usually the drama performance is at a low ebb at the beginning, and then there will be characters appearing continuously, gradually pushing the atmosphere to a climax!" Dacius responded with a smile, while While speaking, he kept raising his arms along with the words, and finally closed his eyes and became intoxicated.

"I hope the other characters aren't as lame as you are," Malekith said with a laugh, amused by Dacius' antics.

"Let's get out of here!"

Geneviève, who was the first to come down, had already sorted out all the charts on the ground, and after getting the order from Ryan, the Druccis began to retreat towards the wall.

When the wall was illuminated by a green light, Ren was only a few steps away from the wall.Energy hissed through the air, and he looked back to see a jagged arc of emerald lightning rising from the top of the tower, moving along the ground, coming toward them, and he could even see the wizard's figure in the window frame.

Another bolt of lightning crackled through the air, drawing a jagged line across the ground and skimming the side of a camp outbuilding.

Instead of exploding, the wooden structure was instantly disintegrated, rotted by magic into a steaming paste.

At this moment, the sky suddenly exploded, and a burning black chaotic lightning struck the wizard in the window frame from the sky.

The wizard blocked the fatal blow with magic items, and even the wooden tower beside him did not budge.

Roaring and growling came from far away in the hall, and a group of running skinners turned around the corner of the outbuilding closest to the longhouse, and appeared in front of the Druccis.

At this time, the wizard cast another bolt of lightning. This time, the lightning flashed across the corner of a nearby building, then boiled on the ground, and landed less than two meters away from where Ryan was standing.

Ren cursed loudly, staggered and fell to the ground.

At this time, another green light flashed, and rushed to Geneviève, who was sitting on the wall and was about to pull down Drucci. Just when she was about to be engulfed by emerald green flames, she made a move under the moonlight. The classic kite turns over, as elegant and calm as a shadow dancer.The wall was instantly engulfed in flames, and then more than half of the wall she had straddled before disappeared.

Ren saw a figure surrounded by green flames easily float down from the top of the tower and land on a boiling emerald beam of light.Then the sorcerer's unsteady figure fell straight as if he had been hit, and the sorcerer who got up quickly spit out a black bile to Colonia who was still casting spells.

A stream of highly poisonous acidic slime washed over Colonia's defensive barrier and burst into crimson flames. The burning slime splashed on the ground, swallowing the land in an instant.

Powerful words burst out from the wizard's drooling lips, and the skinned men who surrounded him groaned in pain and fear.Green arcs of fire cut across their swollen bodies, and they staggered awkwardly, as if they no longer had full control of their limbs.Then a desperate wail rose from more than a dozen festered throats, and rushed towards the Druccis.

Ren, who was blessed by the ancient sage Huang Qi, greeted the frantic charge of the skinner with a smile. He knew that they could not leave for the time being, at least until the wizard in front of him was dealt with. He wanted to protect Kolo with the Druccis. Niah's back, or just enough time for the jungle team to come to their aid.

The massacre has officially begun.

The scimitar twirled wildly in Ren's hand, chopping the Skinner's limbs and torso into pieces. The burning blood of the Skinner would be dedicated to the great Huangqi, to this godly Huangqi scimitar.

Kewell also drew out his long sword and stood beside Ren. While he was grinning strangely, the long sword kept flying in his hand, and with every blow, a skinner was chopped into pieces.

The wizard gave Colonia a mocking and fiery smile, then opened his hands, and the crackling emerald lightning slowly appeared again.

The madness disappeared from Colonia's face, and she smiled eagerly at the wizard gracefully and calmly.

Suddenly, a sharp blade appeared in the air and flew, hitting the wizard's heart from an extremely strange angle.

This trick was learned by Colonia when communicating with Alyssa. It has strong operability and concealment in actual combat, and can achieve unexpected effects. Similarly, she also shared some of her unique secrets with Alyssa. .

The wizard's fiery eyes widened, and he raised his hand to do something, but the blade reappeared and pierced his palm, and stopped there, growling in pain, uttering a vicious curse, and he Clenching his fists, he prepared to dissolve the knife in magic.

At this moment, Colonia stuck the willow staff on the ground and jumped out of the formation to the wizard. The long distance became very short under the acceleration of the magic. She hit the wizard's chest, and she was surprised. Discovered that the wizard's chest was rock-solid muscle, not the swollen, bulbous flesh she had thought.

Thick pus dripped from the wizard's eyes and down his cheeks.Black smoke rose from his hungry mouth, and Colonia could feel the vermin wriggling inside as the disgusting stench slid down his mouth.

Although Colonia lost her sense of smell and taste and could not smell the stench, she could feel the corruption blooming in her lungs and taking root in her internal organs.

"As you wish!" Colonia said frantically, staring into the wizard's eyes, her face showing madness again.

The tattoo on Colonia's right arm slowly lit up, and the blood surged crazily in her veins, freezing the plague in her body, and her eyes were engulfed in complete darkness, which was the endless cold of eternal night.Her nails turned into claws, and her teeth pointed into terrible fangs.

The wizard watched Colonia froze in front of him. He felt the fear from the soul. He seemed to see his own death. He tried to scream in horror, but he couldn't.

"You poor little bug." Colonia's right hand tightly grasped the wizard's neck, and she put her left hand into the wizard's abdomen. Her sharp claws tore the wizard's internal organs.

The wizard writhed, screamed, begged for mercy, and the pain came to a climax with the excruciating pain.

Colonia hollowed out the wizard's chest, tore the wizard's ribs with her claws, then inserted her left hand into the wizard's skull, and the skull made a cracking sound, holding a long black worm in her hand , the worm writhed frantically in her dripping bloody and fluid hands, she clenched her hand into a fist and crushed the worm.

It seemed a long time before Colonia had that fading feeling.There was a roar in her ears, and a mist of rain rose from her clothes and skin splattered with blood and slime.

The wizard vanished, leaving almost nothing recognizable behind.

A horrifying thrill ran down Colonia's spine as she realized what she had done meant, and she looked around frantically.This power comes from a curse on her arm, which strangely afflicted her before the slann magpriests healed her, but now she seems to be in control.She could have ended the magical duel in an easier way, but a voice inside her was urging her to use this power.

The Skinners temporarily faded away following the death of the wizard. Behind Colonia, Drucci and Genevieve stared blankly at her, shocked by Colonia's actions.

The shock was only short-lived. Ren had also seen Dacius break open the skull of a Kane assassin with both hands.

The Duruccis who reacted ran out along the magically dissolved wall and disappeared into the dark jungle.

Tonight's story reached a climax with the death of the wizard, and seemed to slide to a low ebb with the departure of the Druccis.

(End of this chapter)