Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 344 194. This is our era

The pale sunlight pierced through the mist, looking hazy.

The team set off again after staying in this unknown ruins for five days. After the harvest, Dacius felt that even the sour air around here tasted sweeter. He could see a trace of Strangely beautiful.

Huge flowers bloom on long vines hanging from the branches overhead, and lilies float on huge pads in the river.Even the weeds clogging the waterways and obstructing passage gave off a strange narcotic smell.

Belloda was immersed in what she saw, and she knew that she might never walk this road again, and she wanted to keep it firmly in her memory.The experiences of these days are completely new to her, and she has never had them in the library of the White Tower of Hess, and she wants to make full use of the value of all of them.She watches creepers and evil-looking flowers on smooth branches, and her triangular eyes are sharp enough to spot lurking millipedes and venomous spiders, and jewel-eyed dragonflies that perch on foliage glisten, and she can see fish Shadows of children and silver shapes swam in the dark swamp nearby.

Perhaps it was just a reaction to what had happened the previous night, Belloda was appalled at encountering a creature so resistant to magic.There is no doubt that the Old Sages left a guardian to deal with the invaders, and the so-called Old Sage Messenger in front of her is the invader who invaded the Old Sage ruins.It made me have to think about the nature of it all, that her theory wasn't pure speculation.

Certain hidden books imply that the Old Ones have left the Guardians, who have been tainted by Chaos.Is it possible that thousands of years of exposure to chaotic energies have altered them?Yes, Belloda thought so.No matter how the Old Ones tuned their creations, the Guardians could be tainted.Chaotic energies warp living things more than non-living matter, and she thinks that, given time, the same thing could happen to elves.After all, Ulthuan has more waystones, and more concentrated winds of magic, than almost anywhere else on the planet.

Maybe?Changes have taken place... Maybe the split between Durucci and Ulthuan has its roots in a simple physical reason?Or maybe, Asur has also changed?Perhaps both Durucci and Asur have changed over the millennia?Of course, in some respects it is.Ulthuan is now birthing so few azul that azul women are required to pray to Isha's shrine before and after pregnancy, giving thanks and praise for the gift of their healthy babies.Are there any other changes?Belloda looked at the Ancient Sage Envoy in front of him and thought.

It was not the first time that Belloda felt the temptation of the dark side of her nature pulling her. A long time ago, she thought more than once, maybe she could arrange a visit to Naggaroth, maybe knowledge could be exchanged?She almost laughs at her own folly, perhaps the only knowledge she can gain from her visit to Naggaroth is an insight into the pain that Drucci's tormentors inflicted on her, a path that is forever closed.

But now everything is different. Truchi, who became the messenger of the ancient saints, did not torture Belloda physically, but tortured her mentally, making her more painful, and making her unable to return home. It made her inexplicably a traitor to Ulthuan, but fortunately she can still communicate with her family and friends.Her heart was in turmoil. Holding the newly acquired staff, she looked at the distance and felt at a loss for the future of herself and the elves. Maybe the answer lies in the messenger of the Old Sage?
Resting and moving forward, the team marched all the way north, and Maher, who was walking in the front, gradually fell silent.

From Dacius's point of view, Maher seemed to be very nervous, as if leaving the swamp had the opposite effect on him, and Maher who was looking around was like a city person who suddenly hid in the woods. At a loss.He didn't think that Maher was leading the party to death, because the party had already come out of the swamp.He felt more like Maher had left familiar lands for more or less unknown places, and this feeling was affecting Maher.

"You seem nervous."

"We are still in the territory of the Poreni tribe. I have a very bad feeling, but I can't describe it. You know we are living in a terrible time now."

"Perhaps you should tell me something about your land, so that I may be able to find the reason for the bad feeling?" Dacius said noncommittally.

"What do you want to know?"

"Like the Poreni tribe?" Dacus waved his brother to come and listen when he said it.

Then Maher began to tell the knowledge and stories about this land. Dacius learned that the aborigines of Obien Island were divided into highland and lowland people, divided into tribes, the farthest in the south lived in the swamp, and the middle Caves live in burrows and tents on the plains, while those in the north live in caves.These tribes are all related, referring to the marriage of close relatives. Although what she said was a bit vague, Dacius understood.

In general, there are three clans and tribes distributed on the palm-sized Obion Island.

Maher's village belongs to the westernmost part of the territory of the Poreni tribe. The core of the tribe's territory is on the plains in the south of Obion Island, occupying the largest Ogan stone ring on the island.The war pigs of this tribe are particularly famous. The war pigs are bigger than the pigs of the old world... According to her description and gestures, Dacius thinks that the orc war pigs cannot be compared with them, no matter how fierce they are. It's still the size and tonnage, just like Santoku's Tiger King meets the hollow-faced CV33.

Dacius ignored the chief's name, Vaorix. He dealt with Maher and Puyle because he wanted to find a true speaker who could speak the truth on the island. What tribe did he know? The chief has no interest, he doesn't like to drink, and he doesn't like to deal with and make friends with these natives?When he comes again, it is estimated that his friend is no longer alive, either a son or a grandson, maybe the family and tribe are gone.

Instead of making friends with the chief, Dacius might as well become a druid and make friends with Viorix. Viorix shoulders the important task of protecting the Oganstone Ring. of war pigs.The truth talker doesn't know how long this war pig has lived. Its history should be traced back to the time when the Old Sage was still there.

"Does it usually eat?" Dacius asked a core question.

"Don't eat? I remember that it only eats during sacrifices."

Dacius understands...

The Bellene Tribe is located on the west side of the island, bordering the Mud Peak and Poraini Tribes to the south, and Beelene Peak to the east.Famous for its chariots and mountain fortifications, the guardian beast is not as outrageous as the war pig next door. It is two giant stags of normal size, pulling a huge four-wheeled bronze chariot that can carry four people.

The female chieftain named Vaya would go into battle wielding the huge and flaming Spear of the Heavens, said to be a gift from the Old Ones, a symbol of the favor of the Sky God and Fire God, and aimed at uniting Albion's people and make them strong.

Dacius just listened to it for fun, and was not interested in learning about it. In his opinion, the Spear of the Heavens might be a divine weapon similar to a flashlight.

The Tulaini tribe is located in the mountains on the north side of the island. They usually patrol the mountains on horseback and giant eagles to monitor the enemy's movements.The chief of the tribe, Badug, is also a woman, riding a giant eagle called Andata, wielding spears and bows to fight.

Interestingly, the largest settlement on the island, the Yamhat, is in the Tulaini tribe, where the natives, after filling up the caves, began to set up rough huts and tents along the mountains.And it was also a center of trade, where humans from the three tribes usually came to barter for meat and furs, or for tools and weapons.

Before the arrival of the orcs, Obion Island was immersed in the so-called golden age.

The orcs arrived several centuries ago. They were small in number at first, but they multiplied quickly and swarmed everywhere. Under the leadership of the Truth Worders, Obien's tribe united and drove the orcs to the remote valley in the north. In ancient ruins.Occasionally wars were needed to keep them imprisoned there, and now they seem to be multiplying again, and something has driven them from the mountains of the north to the plains of the center, and even deep into the great swamps of the south.

"Orcs? Are they all green orcs?" Dacius confirmed.

"Yes, many people have witnessed greenskins in the mountains in the past few months. As the darkness came, something stirred them and seriously angered them. The weather has become worse, and the orcs have left Their fortress was destroyed, and the war raged in this land. Oracle said that it was caused by that darkness, and an evil mage descended on this land." Maher said with some concern.

Dacius nodded. The green skin has always been a wicked thing. His thoughts are fake thoughts, but the green skin's thoughts are real thoughts. I thought we could pass through this fog, and then passed through... Didn't Gulu, the "King of the Big Belly", built a bunch of broken ships near Marienburg, and then crossed the Drifting Islands outside the Kingdom of Iris and landed. His sailing skills surpassed Drucci's.

"Where did you get the ax hanging around your waist?"

"Norscans, they occasionally come to the island to capture us as slaves."

Although Maher is an uneducated native who comes from a small remote village in a huge swamp, Dacius believes Maher's words, probably because of Maher's name and the truth speaker.Besides, Norsca and O'Brien are so advanced, and there are navigation experts among those Yankees. A long ship can travel around the world, and it is not difficult to enter the fog.

"Do you know anything about the outside world?" Dacius asked again with great interest.

"Bretonnia, a legend. Those stories were brought by shipwrecked sailors. In exchange, can you tell a story about the outside world?"

"Bretonnia? It is indeed a legend, a kingdom of knights spread by the goddess."

Then Dacius began to tell Maher about the outside world, such as the old world, Ulthuan, Lustria and Naggaroth, and even the mysterious east on the other side of the planet.

Following Dacius' narration, the wind became a little bit colder.The rain stopped and the fog lifted.The swamp fell behind the ranks, and even the mosquito bites seemed less bothersome for a while.He looked up at the open sky, the mountains were looming, and above his head, a giant eagle spread its wings to meet the wind, lazily scanning the ground below looking for prey.A series of low, barren foothills leading up to huge snow-capped peaks.

Hundreds of small rivers and streams line the sides of the mountain, carrying near-constant rainwater, depositing it in swamps and underground rivers.A few rays of sunlight managed to break through the leaden clouds and pierce the gloom.

Not far away, a stone pig sculpture like a mountain stands there. According to Maher, this statue is called "Big Pig Col", and it is carved in the image of Viorix.On a one-to-one scale, Viorix is ​​about 8 meters high and 10 meters long, which is outrageous.

Under the influence of the old saints, the aborigines of Obien did not extend their beliefs, but there are many customs, such as pigs are extremely sacred in the hearts of the aborigines.The natives would never kill a pig for its meat or skin, believing that when the giant died, the soul would transform into the body of a wild boar.

Since giants are the protectors of Albion Island, don't bother these creatures.Portraits and statues carved in the shape of pigs are scattered all over the island, the largest being the one Dacius sees now.

After approaching, the statue is covered with carvings and murals, which are said to commemorate the dead giants. Occasionally, the living giants will come here to remember their ancestors, reminding them that their ancestors at that time were not fallen individuals like they are now, but A powerful race.They once served the Old Ones with allegiance, guardians of the law and protectors of the faith, but now they are but clumsy primitives.

There is also a legend on the mural in the center of the pig's head. A lost ancient saint will ride a powerful pig and descend from the sky to bring the giant to the lost kingdom. Overhead, cattle as big as mountains roamed the fertile grasslands.

After Maher finished his introduction, all the members turned their attention to Dacius, and then moved away.

"Is this mythical country the Kauchen Plain? The trees in the jungle are taller than giants, and the cows as big as mountains refer to ankylosaurus?" Maranul joked after everyone had dispersed.

Dacius glanced at Maranul and didn't say anything. He didn't understand why he brought Obien's giant to Lustria, let alone pigs?How did it fall from the sky?And he is the Old Sage Umak, not the lost Old Sage, could it be that he is the Old Sage Ashoranka?Came back in another way?This is too bullshit.

"Although it's a bit cruel, this land is still beautiful." Dacius said with emotion.

"At least better than Naggaroth." Maranul said indifferently.

Dacius didn't say anything, but shrugged.Then the team began to set up camp near Dazhuao, and took a rest after counting the number of people.Fortunately, although there were wounded in the team, there were no dead or missing people, and there was no one more person out of nowhere. Bainie was always at the back of the team, and Shakara kept going up and down during the march.

The bitter cold wind did not make the members afraid, and the continuous rain did not dampen their fighting spirit.

As they continue to move north, the land begins to slope upwards steeply, and the team meanders along the river. For a long time, some wild longhorn sheep and some goats can be seen.

The team rested again. Some members were going to hunt and provide food for the Cold Ones, while others were guarding and setting up camps, and they also had to guard against short-sighted predators in the sky.

"what is that?"

Standing at the campsite, looking to the southeast, you can clearly see two landmark buildings.

"The near one is the Pillar of Og Agog, and the far one is the largest oganite ring on the island."

The Pillar of Og Agog, translated as "Pillar of Ancient Magic" in Obien's native language, was built in the very center of the island, where it did not belong to any tribe and belonged to a neutral area.Towering pillars can be seen within a certain range.

Legend has it that a long time ago, a statue of a god was carved on the stone at the top of the pillar, which was worshiped devoutly by the indigenous people.The god is said to be an immortal leader who tells how his chariot soars through the sky.

Surrounding the statue is the unique three-turn emblem of Obion Island, which is condensed by the wind of magic.During the Golden Age, the natives would gather there and warriors would compete with each other, wrestling, spear-throwing and displays of strength, as well as chariot races in style.A rough track still exists around the pillars, and the winner of the chariot race will bring immeasurable respect to himself and his tribe.The Truthsayers will hold meetings under the pillars to decide the fate of the Abion natives, such as political disputes, explaining beliefs and laws, etc., but only for important matters.

When the natives are away, the pillars are a safe haven for the common birds of the island.For some reason, they are attracted to the posts in large numbers, and sometimes there seems to be a mass of gray feathers surging from the base of the posts.

However, as the golden age passed and darkness fell, an unprecedented storm hit O'Brien.For several days and nights in a row, strong winds swept across the plain, and thunder roared across the wilderness.Huge forked lightning briefly illuminated the darkness, and even the natives, accustomed to the harsh weather, took shelter in their shelters.

When the natives came out, they found that the pillar had crumbled, and the statue of the god that had been overlooking the earth for thousands of years was now lying in pieces at the foot of the pillar, and even a giant could not lift this huge piece of marble.The birds that had once swarmed around the pillar had left it, and no one knew where the flocks had dispersed.

There the Wordsayers held their last meeting, and all agreed that the broken pillar was a harbinger of the darkness that would fall on their island.

"When did the pillar collapse?" Dacius, who put down the binoculars, looked at Maher and asked, he could feel the importance of this landmark pillar located in the very center of the island.

"Like the fifth year after I was born?"

"It was eight years ago." Dacius nodded and muttered.

Farther away is the Ogham Stone Ring. There are ten stone rings scattered around Obien. What the team sees now is the first stone circle built on the island. It is not only the oldest, but also the largest.

Giant organza stones stand atop mounds rising from the flats, each gigantic organza nesting perfectly with its neighbors to create stunning and completely out-of-the-ordinary structures Architectural wonder.

"I think the pollution is deep here, and I can feel the pillars and stone rings attracting a lot of chaotic energy, which is transformed into magical winds. But I suspect that there is a malfunction now, and all spells will eventually wear out, and all creations will eventually wear out. Both will reach the end of their service life, and the collapse of the pillars may be the best proof. Maybe the stone ring still attracts chaotic energy, but the ability to store or purify chaotic energy has been weakened or lost, and this situation is irreversible, and it is getting more and more serious " Belloda said with a worried expression.

"What you said is completely correct, and your worries are also correct, which is why I came here. If the maelstrom is gone, the world will also be destroyed.

There is no point for Drucci to return to Ulthuan. By then we will face countless Chaos demons like the original Phoenix King. I don't think we will have a second chance to build a maelstrom. "Dacius said with a sigh, he looked around and said, "If I remember correctly, I once told you about the operating mechanism of the maelstrom.The chaotic wind blowing from the chaotic wilderness of the north and south poles will converge into the maelstrom for purification and purification to form the magical wind. In this process, there is a process of continuous purification, just like a set of pipelines and dispersed filter evaporators.

The spiritual vein network and great guardians of the Lustria continent and the Southland jungle will act as layers of buffer pipes and evaporation in this process, instead of allowing chaotic energy to flood into the maelstrom to form an overload. If that is the case, The maelstrom has long since disappeared.

The northern ones are the waystones that O'Brien and we once placed when we colonized the Old World, and perhaps there are plenty of waystones at the final destination of our journey.The Bretonnian waystones are... good? "

At the end, Duckus paused for a moment. Looking at Lilith's actions in Bretonnia from another angle, it seemed a bit...awesome!The prophetesses who believed in the Goddess of the Lake would maintain and protect the guide stones in the city and the nodes in the wild left after the elves withdrew from the old world. From this point of view, Bretonnia is completely blocking the gun for Ulthuan.

The system of Albion, the Old World, and the two forests of Loren, the trinity, is indispensable, forming a barrier to the north. The best proof is the kingdom of Yris in the east of Ulthuan. If the trinity collapses, face it directly. The Kingdom of Yris might be able to farm the Chaos Demon, just like Nakai appeared in Ulthuan at the end of the day, so there is something to play with.

If it is really idealized, Archaon?Eternal God's Chosen?How do you play without Chaos Daemons, just Beastmen and Yankees?By those bloody rodents?

"There are dense forests in the empire, and those monkeys are not very good at maintaining the guide stones we left behind. These places are a trinity. If there is a problem in one place, other places will also have problems. The collapse of the pillar is the best proof , and then there is the great vortex of Ulthuan." As Dacius said, he stretched out his hand and pinched three fingers together, and then spread them apart.

"You may want to ask, why us?" After thinking about it, Dacius turned his head to look at a group of members. Seeing them with solemn or thoughtful expressions, he nodded in satisfaction. He thought His team has been formed, and he then said impassionedly, "Because this is our era! It is an era that requires us to take responsibility and strive to realize our dreams! This is the worst era, and of course it is also the best era. ! History will remember us, the world will remember us, and the people will remember us!"

(End of this chapter)