Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 303 153. I want to soar for nine days

"The cycle of the sun is endless." Malekith muttered in a low voice while watching the lizard whose silhouette was lost in the flames. He has been in the Lustria continent for two months, and now he can understand what the lizard is saying. What's the matter, plus Ren's explanation to the Druccis not far behind.

I think that all the pain of Malekith started when he walked into the holy flame of Asuryan, but now the lizard ended in the flame...

Kotaigo's flame was reflected on Dacius's face, he didn't react, and just watched quietly like the lizardmen around him, as if watching a ceremony.

Soon, the ceremony was over. There was no applause, no flowers, but only silent blessings. With the completion of the ceremony, the priest presiding over the ceremony disappeared... Only the flame of Kotaigo was burning.

The completion of the ceremony also seemed to mark the end of the two-month adventure and vacation of the Druccis in the Lustria continent. After packing their bags, the team arrived at Slanmopek, which was shrouded in mist.

The city of mist, Silan Mupek, is the second temple city established after the first city, Itaza. It was estimated by the ancient saints about 5000 years after they came to this world. -Established in 10000, following the same design as Itaza, its scale is no less than Itaza.Like Itaza, this is a mysterious place that contains many secrets left by the Old Sages, or to put it more bluntly, is this city the second large interstellar spaceship?
After the Great Invasion, Paphacos, where the second Lord Slanhuini Aitanku lived, became a city of ashes. He chose to come here because he taught the spell to hide the city in the mist.

At all times, the Skink priests of Slanmopek must keep the mist covering the city, a spell that has long been uninterrupted.

Now the entire temple city is forever shrouded in swirling mist, and the swirling steam is so dense, it makes Dacius so tired.So much so that he wondered if he would get rheumatism if he stayed here for a while, and he could spit out wriggling steam when he talked, and if he got two more shots, he could feel that he would imitate the dragon in a short time breath.

In thousands of years, only a few teams have passed through the Mist. In 1721 Imperial Calendar, a Drucci raiding force attacked Slanwupek, using magic to break through the Mist defense and penetrate the city's outskirts. area.

Using the fog and their knowledge of the city's layout, the Lizardmen staged a series of devastating ambushes and slaughtered Durucci, none of whom escaped the fog, and the entire raiding party was left in the fog.

At this moment, the Druccis were silently admiring the trophies that the Skinks took out from the warehouse. The city emblem of Calonde Cal and the emblem of a family that had disappeared were impressively printed on the black steel armor that was still intact.They who have stayed in Lustria for two months don't know how to evaluate this matter, are they stupid?It's not that... courageous?bad luck?Who knows?They can't say it even after understanding it.

"It seems that the main force of the Dre family has died here. No wonder the Dre family will be destroyed soon." Colonia said, picking up the staff on the ground and looking at it. , she turned her head to Drusala and said flatly, "This is her staff. I saw her when I went to Gorond to communicate with her. She is a very potential warlock."

Drusala nodded, she knew what Colonia was talking about, but she was not born yet.

What was even more embarrassing was that the Skinks took out a small amount of armor, weapons and flags from a warehouse, and the Druccis were not interested in watching it, not because it was a shame to Drucci, what was emotional, empathetic, the death of a rabbit, the sorrow of a fox, There is no such thing as being connected with the same fate and having sympathy for each other!They didn't care. What they cared about was that these trophies had the emblem of Hagrid Grave's Crooked Lantern family. They all looked at Cladin whose face had turned red.

Ignoring the honor of allegiance to him on the Soul Eater, Malekith laughed, and asked Cladin to tell what had happened.

Cladin, whose embarrassment was relieved, began to tell what happened at that time. It was nothing more than the fact that he organized an expedition to the Lustria continent, and then crossed the Lagrimas Mountains to come here by mistake. sad story.

Just like what happened to the Cladin adventure team, the fate of those who walked into the border of Slanwupek became unpredictable.Even if they survived, there were worse things here than lizardmen lurking in the mists, until lost in the eternal mist.

According to Kladin's description, entering that wall of mist is like entering another world. The sun cannot penetrate the thick mist, and the air is full of heat and humidity.It didn't take long for the armor to become wet, and the Kaitan inside the armor was dripping water all the time, and the bowstrings of various crossbows also softened.

The jungle growth disappeared, the ground was replaced by swamps, and every time a boot that had been stuck in a puddle was pulled out, it would bring out a swollen black leech, and if it slipped accidentally, it would drown or be swallowed by the swamp.

There are constant voices coming from the fog, the voices are difficult to measure, sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes close to the ears of the members of the adventure team, but they can't see anything.The splash could be a distant sound, or it could be the sound of stepping under knee-deep mud.

There is no wind in the mist, but strange eddies roll up the mist, which suddenly looms into view, then swirls into a blur.It is difficult to say how long the adventure party walked in the mist at that time, or even whether it was day or night.Just like that, they disappeared into the hazy darkness, and the members were constantly swallowed up or became deserters. Those who were still walking in a group could hear the miserable howls of the deserters before they died.

On a whim, Kladin had the remaining members tie ropes around their waists to connect with each other, and wrap jingling links around the nodes in the middle of the ropes. This worked well at first, but more After a horrific encounter, the members found that the rope became heavy, and at the last check, they found that the upper body of the member in the middle between the front and back disappeared at some point, and only the lower body was unconsciously dragged by the front and rear ropes.

The mist continued to dance, luring the adventure team further and further away. False shapes formed in the mist, and real danger followed.Darts, darts, and javelins rained down. One member cut off the rope in a hurry, and then rushed into the mouth of a giant beast that had already opened. Some giant beasts lay on their backs in the mud, and then jumped out with Powerful jaws bite towards the member.

Soon the morale of the adventure party members is broken, they are guided by hallucinations in an endless spiral loop, and the long and dazed walk leaves them scattered, confused and exhausted.The drenched members were hunted down one by one by the Lizardmen, and the Mistlands became a place of massacres.

Kladin, who was running blankly, returned to a world where sight, sound, and smell were functioning normally, and he saw a clear road, a wide avenue leading to Slanwupek.Against the backdrop of the setting sun, he saw the tall pyramids standing tall.When I said it, I also pointed to the eternal and peaceful ancient St. Tepok Pyramid in the central square of Slanwupek.But he didn't rush over, but gritted his teeth and returned to the mist.

Following Cladin's narration, the expressions of the Duruccis became serious. They had no reason to laugh at Cladin. They didn't think that they could do better than Cladin. The family was also destroyed because of this failure.

Dacius knew that apart from being able to pass through the mist with a gifted magician, there was another way, that is to apply cow's tears to the eyelids, so that he could see ghosts... No.But it's almost the same, you need to squeeze out the juice of a light blue lotus flower unique to the Lustria continent, and then apply it on the eyelids. Skinks use this method to pass through the magical fog.

Dacius also knew where the node of the mist was. The Slann magic priests played a trick very cleverly. The node was not in the pyramid where Whitney Aitanqui lived, but in an infinitely coiled pyramid temple. The reason why they chose There, it was because it was a smaller temple, and the glowing crystals in the stargazing room at the core hovered around the stone pillars. That was where the mist was generated, and that was where Hua-Hua lived.

But Dacius will not share these core secrets with the Duruccis, let alone take the Duruccis to visit. Who knows what will happen in the future?

After packing up the spoils and picking out some valuable things, the Druccis set off again, and they continued to visit, but they felt that it was boring compared to Itaza, and it was not as full of gold as Chakua, so there was nothing to see. of.And the surrounding environment is very complicated, coupled with the fog, if it is not without the leaden sunlight, they all feel that they have returned to Naggaroth.

Dacius, who was walking in front, also felt bored. Although this was his first time, he had never been to Slanwupek before, and he did not choose this route when he traveled to the Lustria continent last time. .

Although there is no good scenery in Slanwupek, it is full of artifacts from the old age, although most of the lizard people have forgotten the purpose of the creation, and now keep the creation as a souvenir of the reverence of the old gods.

The more Dacius saw something was wrong, he would not be surprised if the entire temple city rose from the ground in the next second, because he felt that many devices had a unique sci-fi feel.He stared in bewilderment at the curved "egg" that was nearly three meters high and five meters long in front of him. He walked over dully and stretched out his hand to stroke the streamlined egg. He felt that this thing was too sci-fi, too supermodel, Supermodels don't belong in this world at all.

Even in Dacius' previous life, such advanced craftsmanship might have to wait several centuries to appear.He fumbled up and down, left and right for a long time but couldn't find a place to open it. The egg was so tightly stitched that it was cast as a whole. It wasn't a small spaceship, but a handicraft full of science fiction, but he knew that it was clearly a small spaceship. , this egg has all the elements of a small spaceship.

After searching for a long time, Dacius gave up, so what if he found it?I want to soar for nine days?Drive this thing to go around the universe?Go to the evil moon Morse Libu to have a dick?Drill a hole in Morthrib with the Skaven's unreliable Dimension Shredder, then blow it up?Or install a few thrusters to push Morslieb out of the galaxy, the whole wandering Morselieb?

"Suddenly it became sci-fi." Dacius muttered.

The pool of tranquility, when Dacius approached, the surface of the water was like a tiny spot of light, bright and warm.As he leaned forward to gaze, he found that his face was not reflected in it.

The surface of the water seems to be a window leading to a fantasy world, and through the surface of the water Dacius sees the exotic scenery in the distance.He found that he seemed to have traveled through the tunnel of time and space, and came to every corner of the world.

In the reflection, Dacius saw the snow-covered peaks on the high mountain, just like a fairyland in a fairy tale world, but he found that these seemed to be the sinister peaks he had been to?He saw the verdant canopy of trees in the tropical rainforest, layered upon layer, like a colorful picture scroll; the endless sand dunes in the desert, blown by the wind, like a poetic dance of the desert, and a strange army of skeletons flying in the sun. Walking down.

"Is this Nehekhara? The army of the Tomb King?"

The scene in the pool of tranquility changed uncontrollably, just like a PPT that was mistakenly touched on the fast-forward file, Dacius saw the endless ocean, the waves were rough, and the vastness was boundless.He saw the unrestrained waterfall under the blue sky, causing bursts of splashing water.He saw the prosperity and tranquility of human cities in the old world, and the festive atmosphere filled the streets and alleys.

Although the Pool of Tranquility has the same function as the Eye of Destiny in the Black Tower of Naggarond Malekith, the scene presented by the Pool of Tranquility is clearer than that of the Eye of Destiny, but it is uncontrollable, and what is even more strange is that although the screen jumps It was extremely fast, but it didn't feel disgusting. On the contrary, it made Dacius feel peaceful in his heart, as if the calm pool was a place for spiritual healing, allowing him to stay away from the hustle and bustle and harmoniously blend with nature.

Compared to the Pool of Tranquility, the next creation is a bit evil. This is a mysterious and uncontrolled creation that seems to have endless energy.It rises in the form of a spiral, spinning endlessly, like an uncontrolled dance.Yet amidst the frenzied movement, a whiny voice comes through clearly, spreading in all directions through carefully carved stone speakers.

The Duruccis present looked at each other. Although they couldn't understand what was said, they could feel the voice, which contained a unique tone, like the sound of heavenly sounds, both pleasant and full of contempt, as if it was something greater than the instrument itself. judgment of the world.In a majestic and arrogant way, it reveals the essence of all phenomena in the world, and ruthlessly reveals the absurdity and falsehood of this world.

This peculiar voice seems to be a symbol of wisdom, showing its existence with power beyond ordinary people.It weaves a poem of resentment out of notes, and the Druccis are intoxicated by it, and at the same time feel its contempt for everything.It is like a judge between heaven and earth, sticking to the authority of truth, whether it is a noble king or ordinary people, they all feel small and insignificant in front of this voice.

The sound of the great transcendent instrument was both a challenge and a revelation, but it was certainly not the whisper of the Chaos God.

In the end, Dacius could only attribute it to the complaints from aliens.

These strange creations are all in the treasury of Slanwupek, and no outsiders are allowed to enter its territory, and even other lizardmen are sometimes suspected, but the rules...

After shopping around, there are many strange creations, but there are no usable ones at all. They are either damaged or don’t know how to use them. The only useful creation is a battle flag.

The Jaguar is a beautiful creature, considered by the Lizardmen to be the incarnation of the ancient saint Huang Qi, and the image of this beast is engraved on many totems and pyramids in Lustria.

The battle flag held by Ren in front of him is printed with a jaguar, which represents the spirit of Huang Qi. The warriors under the battle flag will be like jaguars, waiting to hunt and kill the enemy with ruthless ferocity and patience.

Lustria hasn't seen a lizardman blessed by the ancient sage Huangqi for a long time, chameleon?Now the number of chameleons in Lustria continent is very small, and different from the next era, the current chameleons don't believe in the ancient saint Huang Qi, but the ancient Santa Grassia.There are no pyramids dedicated to ancient Santa Clara in the temple cities, only the hidden jungles of Lustria have shrines, and usually only found by chameleons.

The function of this battle flag needs to be stimulated by the existence of the blessing of the ancient sage Huangqi, so... When he left the treasure house, under the instruction of Dacius, Renn took out the Jaguar battle flag as a matter of course.

As Ren raised the Jaguar battle flag, Dacius felt that the entire walking Drucci team seemed to speed up their steps, and their calves tensed up.The function of the battle flag seems to be stronger than the function in a certain game. It should be radiated by the range, not specified. Besides, it seems that this is the real world and it can't be specified?Wouldn't that be magic?

The second-generation Lord Slanhuini Aitankui has dark orange skin with some brown stripes interspersed with it. He sits on the ancient Chengyu with his eyes closed and wanders unconsciously on the quiet pool in the star observation room. His Chakas are still far away in Quiza, guarding Chakspati.

Dacus came here alone. Since he came to Slanwupek, he must have a look at Lord Huini Aitankui. He asked the Skink Priest who served Huiniaitankui again. He took out the slate of records, but directly said: Lord Whitney Aitankui never woke up during his service. The last time Lord Whitney Aitankui woke up was five hundred and two hundred years ago, and it was even accurate to the number of days.

Dacius shook his head helplessly. He thought that it should be the time of the Great Invasion. The battle between Whitney Aitanque and Slaanesh demon prince Xila Ulan caused damage to the soul level. At that time, the wind of magic was abundant. , It can be said that it is the era of high magic, but it is not as weak as the Xila Ulan he hammered before, and the teleportation of a troop still fell from the sky for no reason.

As time went by, this kind of damage at the soul level didn't heal, but gradually expanded, tearing at Whitney Aitankui's soul. Perhaps this was the reason why Whitney Aitankui couldn't wake up?Either it can't be explained, what is the quality of sleep, so good, so good that it has gone beyond the rules and scope of the meditation and contemplation of the Slann magic priest.

"Looks like there's another reason to go to Athel Loren." Dacius looked at Whitney Aitankui and muttered.

Dacius knows that the most powerful users of Jilun magic in the world should be these second-generation Slann magic priests, and the rest is the eternal queen of the kingdom of Ulthuan Avalon, but don't even think about it now, and this so-called There is a limit to how powerful she is, and the only choice in the end is Queen Ariel of Athel Loren, who exists in the form of a demigod, that big moth.

However, Dacius did not pin his hope on Ariel, but on the magical Athel Loren. According to the traditional stereotype, there should be things like holy water that can heal the soul in the magical forest.

"Has Lord Huini Aitanque ever drank the water from the emerald pool?" Thinking of this, Dacius suddenly asked again.

"The slate of records mentioned...the records used, but...it didn't work." The Skink Priest shook his head in disappointment.

Dacius nodded, ignored the Skink Priest and left.

From Tarax, the city of ghosts in the north, to Itza, the first city in the south, the lizardmen's army has been deployed at the starting point.

Durucci's Black Ark fleet also arrived at the designated location arranged by the previous combat meeting.

Never in the long history of Slanwupek have so many troops been called here, and the drums of war have been sounded.

The Black Storm and the Cyan Wave have arrived, and time is running out for Emperor Harken and his empire.

(End of this chapter)