Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Dacius turned around and looked over at Alyssa.

Alyssa nodded in understanding, jumped off Cold One's body, and put her hands on the ground.

The earth lies, the earth never lies, the earth tells everything.

"My lord, the terrain around here is from high to low. We are in a low position. The orcs rushed out of that high forest, about 300 meters away from here." Alyssa stood up and pointed to the front.

"Don't go into the woods!" Dacius snapped his fingers, and then added.

Belloda raised the new high-sea staff and chanted the spell. The sky of lightning and thunder and the damp mist were filled with the wind of Aegir. Next, she blew a gust of wind forward, and the mist broke instantly. open.

As the fog cleared, the Druccis could see the road ahead, and at the same time a group of orcs was rushing towards them.

Colonia roared wildly before unleashing a destructive blast of black magic at the orc.Her black magic is even more terrifying than Drusara's in terms of expression. The black magic tore the orc's body, and the orc roared in anger and pain. The meat on the bone was boiled and melted, just like the time spent in a pot It was as if the flesh and blood fell off, and then turned into a skeleton.

"Silver Helmet ~ Cold One Dread Knight!" Dacius shouted with a strange voice.

Amidst the laughter of the Duruccis, the knights in the first row held their shields in their left hand to block, raised their soul eaters with their right hands and pointed them at the sky, and the knights in the second row erected the soul eaters on their saddles, and then pulled out their respective swords. For melee weapons, the ones in the back rows are the same as those in the second row.

"We're ready to go!" Dacius shouted, pulling out the god's halberd and pointing forward.

"Druchi!"

"These greenskins will be sacrificed to the Lord of Blades, marching to the kill!"

"Spears and shields!" At this moment, the Duruccis, regardless of class, status, or origin, shouted and responded with ferocious hysteria.

A green skin that was not affected by Drusala's black magic roared and jumped forward, throwing a huge stick with both hands.Just as he was in the air, a Soul Eater pierced his throat.

Maranul thrust the Soul Eater under the flange of an orc's helmet with precise precision, severing the vertebrae in the orc's neck and severing the spinal cord like a surgeon.Following the charge of the Cold One, he rotated the Soul Eater with protruding wings 180 degrees, picked and pulled out one by one, pulled out the Soul Eater that could repeat the battle, and continued to fight with a horizontal lift.This set of flowing movements has been deeply rooted in his nerves, and this is something that Ebony Claw must train.

An interesting spasm occurs when the orc loses control of his motor functions and starts dying.But before Dacius finished observing, the big guy's powerful hind legs crushed the orc's head like a watermelon.

A group of orcs bravely charged towards the charging Cold One, and then a wave of projectiles hit Duluqi.

Drusala just waved it casually, a black flame swallowed most of the projectiles, and the remaining projectiles tinkled on the shield and lizard armor.

Afterwards, the group of orcs were either knocked away by the huge impact of the Cold One, or pierced through the eyeballs or throats by the Soul Eater.

The orcs who were still fighting responded with battered weapons in their hands, but they found their attacks deflected by some strange stance.The harder the blow, the more forcefully the bladed stone rod was bounced off.

Prickly thorns erupted from the ground, forming a living shield of spikes around Cold One and Drucci, and the flesh and blood in the front row transformed into invulnerable rock skin.

A storm appeared at the front of the team and rushed towards the orcs who were still charging. Belloda laughed after casting the spell. At first she thought she was infected by Drucci beside her.But now she suspects that every elf, whether it's Drucci or Asur, has a bloodthirsty core, and what some call cruelty!

In battle, this core emerges from the deepest part of the heart and emerges to the surface.

Belloda witnessed her cultural mask and moral shackles falling off her face, so that she couldn't realize whether she really had a cultural mask and so-called morality.It's another fun emotion to document, one she can't help but enjoy.

Compared to the bloodthirsty and cruel laughter of the elves, Puyle, who was playing soy sauce in the team, became dazed. After hearing the laughter, he showed a frightened expression.He didn't feel the joy of fighting in his veins, after all, he was not an elf, and he couldn't understand what it meant to him personally and to the people of Albion Island.

Puyle held up the god sword in horror. He saw the friend who had been drinking with him in front of him, pulled his right foot out of the saddle, and then stuck the metal toe of the boot into the goblin's head. .

The weapon in the goblin's hand fell off, and while screaming in pain, he grabbed Dacius' calf armor with his fingers, and then he flew up in a comical way, and the cold lizard under Puyle caught his flight path, Then his body was torn apart by the cold lizard like a rag doll.

The sound of fighting and the harsh laughter came from Puyle's surroundings, and then the goblin's green blood splashed on his face, and his expression changed from panic and bewilderment to deep fear.Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. In his perception, orcs are very powerful. Warriors in the tribe need a lot of strength to deal with an orc. Now... he thought that these elves, these The messenger of the Old Sage is very strong, but I didn't expect it to be so strong.

The god halberd was inserted back after Dacius finished pretending. He was not suitable for using the halberd in the second row. He cut off the arm of an orc with the scarlet sword. The arm and hand of the orc The blade flew out.Kinetic and potential energy had to make him give up on this defenseless orc. He stabbed the scarlet sword out and pierced the abdomen of the next orc.

The orc let out a deafening roar, trying to punch him with his huge fist Dacius, but under the action of kinetic energy and potential energy, Dacius' scarlet sword directly cut his body, his huge fist He became weak, and then staggered and fell to the ground.

"Why did this happen?" Dacius asked the goblin curiously. When the blade pierced the goblin's abdomen, the goblin sprayed the last meal on the big man's lizard armor.

Of course the goblin couldn't understand elven language, so he could only look at Dacius in pain, as if Dacius was crazy.

Dacius understood the expression on the goblin's face, there was an irresistible sense of humor, and he smiled even more happily.As he laughed, the force from the Scarlet Sword tore the goblin's body apart, drowning the goblin in a sea of ​​pain.

A green light flashed, and the elves' horrific laughter paused.

An orc shaman had already taken off his cloak and stood within sight of the elves.His figure became extremely clear under the light, like a burning lamp on a mountain top.A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the elves witnessed the yellow-green energy glow on his body, which is a unique symbol of shaman magic, showing their unique way of using power.

Orc shamans are the living medium for the mortal world to communicate with the second brother Mao Mao, and their deception can make the most cruel veteran warlord avoid them three points.A shaman draws his power not only from the winds of magic, or what the greenskins call "the gods of the gods," but also from the raw energy emanating from their fellow orcs.Shamans are known for causing their enemies to suddenly have their brains burst, typically by shooting death rays from their own eyeballs or summoning a giant green foot to descend from the sky, trampling those unfortunate enough to be beneath them to a pulp.

The orc shaman released explosive magic, and the green halo surrounded him, and the light became more and more dazzling.

From Dacius's point of view, the orc shaman seems to be looking forward to a great magic showdown?

Just when Dacus was thinking, the orc shaman exploded, not because of his thinking, he thought his thinking was not so evil.

Karleon put the silver owl crossbow on the forearm of his left hand. After aiming, the arrows fired turned into terrifying lightning. At the same time, the lightning falling from the sky turned into a flare, which merged with the lightning he shot.

Dacius watched the orc shaman's staff fly out with the impact of the explosion, and he knew that the orc shaman was indeed blown up, rather than disappearing with some space spell or something.

The Duruccis laughed horribly again, seeming to be mocking the orc shaman's overreach and arrogance.

And Drucci next to Kallian looked at the silver owl crossbow. In their view, this is a big killer. They had expected the power of the crossbow, even though it was strengthened by the surrounding wind of Aegir just now. , but this is also...too strong.

As the Silver Helmet Cold One fear knight rushed to the edge of the forest, with the death of the backbone orc shaman.

After that eternity of hellish melee, the din of battle faded away.As the orcs retreated back into the mists, their roars died away, but left behind a disturbing scent.Goblin screams, giggles, and wild cries faded away in the distance.Gradually, the human voice began to dominate, and war cries were replaced by concerns and inquiries about the health of brothers, companions, and loved ones.

Puyle had blood running down his face and arms, red for human blood and green for orc.He suffered several wounds, and his condition did not seem to be optimistic.The skin on his forehead was scratched, revealing pink flesh and blood, which was unbearable to watch.However, he raised his hand and whispered a spell, and the wound began to close, leaving only a pink scar.

While Puyle's external wounds healed, his internal wounds widened.

Like a sinister spell breaking the seal, the fog lifts as the battle ends, revealing a horrific scene of carnage.The ground was strewn with the corpses of humans, orcs, and goblins.

Malog and his warriors fought valiantly in the battle, but already more than half their men were killed.

There were only about ten female guards who had suffered heavy losses. They stood alone on the battlefield, looking blankly at the corpses on the ground and the elves who were still full of fighting power.

The giants were playing with the corpses of the orcs, and some even picked them up and put them in front of their eyes to observe carefully, and some even threw them into their mouths and chewed them like mushrooms and bubble gum.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and the whole scene was full of death and destruction, as if a baptism of hell had come.

Maher felt the cruelty and ruthlessness brought about by the battle. She witnessed all this and felt the fragility of life and the evil consequences of war.

"My friend, I'm glad you're still alive." Dacius looked at Puyle who was a little dazed and greeted cordially.

"You... why you... why?" Puyle asked incoherently.

"These are weak creatures. Facing us, what greets them is bad luck." Dacius, who jumped off the saddle, stomped his feet and shook off the fragments on the shoe armor. At this time, he was like a man covered with Bloodstained demon.Then he kicked the head of a big orc in front of the big guy like a kid kicking a football, he said nonchalantly.

Dacius ignored Puyle, who was hesitant to speak, and looked at the forest. He felt that the surrounding environment was changing rapidly.The air gradually became warmer and more humid, and an unpleasant rotten smell permeated the air, worse than any rotten smell he had smelled in the swamp before.

Roots tangled among the stones and dirt, however, these were only outposts in a vast army of vegetation with a host of soaring trees and thick undergrowth behind.None of the plants looked normal, and the fungus was wilting the branches.The strange thing is that the reptiles that entangled them like snakes began to run southward, and strange animals also ran southward on the huge tree trunks, and even the spiders that had built their webs were about to move.

All of this is like a harbinger before an earthquake comes.

Dacius is not arrogant enough to think that all this is because of his coming. The mechanism of the oganite ring and the guide stone is the same. Why is there so much fog in the kingdom of Ulthuanyres? It is not because of the goddess of fog, Rad Lily, but the negative effects brought about by the working guide stone.

Below, on the other side, a vast valley was revealed, surrounded by majestic mountains.In the center of this valley, hot dark clouds were shrouded, and lightning pierced the sky, instantly illuminating the sky and the earth like daytime.Dacius looked there, and he saw a huge building complex.

The building complex seems to be composed of natural stones and ancient buildings, which appear extremely large and ancient.In the light of thunder and lightning, it exudes a mysterious atmosphere, as if carrying the secrets of countless years.Every stone in this complex is full of vicissitudes of history, and every corner is full of unknown stories.

"It turns out that the Pyramid of the Stars in the North is here!" With the light of the lightning, Dacius saw buildings with the same structure as the Pyramid of the Stars in the South of Hesiota and the Pyramid of the Stars in the West.

Belloda concentrated on studying the magic thread she could perceive, and she felt that she was already close to that dark core, that confusing mystery.This puzzle concerns Ulthuan's fate, and she knows that if it is not solved, it will bring great disaster to her homeland.Tremendous energies flowed around her, even more powerful than those bound by the Ulthuan Waystone.It's like comparing the volume of a great river to an Ulthuan creek by comparison.

However, there is a problem here, the flow of energy is not stable, full of chaos and chaos.The flow is intermittent, one moment may explode, but the next moment it suddenly disappears, as if there is an invisible hand guiding these powerful energies, but cannot really control them, as if they are trying to suppress them.The thought terrified Belloda, and her heart trembled because of it.

If the energy that supports the entire island and can change the trajectory of the world is allowed to be manipulated without restraint, the end of the entire world may be on the way.There is a close relationship here with Ulthuan, and the inevitable is creeping in.

"Honey, I can feel that this place is starting to become unstable." Drusala walked to Dacus's side and reminded.

Oracle, who was at the back of the team, also came over, and she first saluted Dacius.

"I know what has changed, how long will it take to reach the forward troops?" Dacius reached out and interrupted what Oracle was about to say, and he asked directly.

"There's still a day to go."

"How much do you know about it?" Dacius didn't point to the future temple city of Konkuta, but pointed in a direction.

The surrounding Durucci and the truth-sayers looked towards the direction that Dacius pointed, and that was the Lead Fortress.

If it is almost impossible to find the lead fort in normal times, only the towering spire can be vaguely seen.There the walls are woven of lead, and the central tower is entirely metalized, like a giant lightning rod.

None of the natives of Albion knew why or by whom the Lead Fort was built, but it had always been there.For thousands of years it was closed to all as no one could find the entrance to the fortress, and around the campfires of every village were told the legends of its mysterious occupants.Some say it is home to the gods, while others believe it was inhabited by a long-vanished race, and that not even giants would venture near the ominous castle.

"Just like what you met, no one knows about it, and the Truthsayer cannot get enlightenment about it." Oracle shook his head and said.

Dacius frowned and looked in the direction of the Lead Fort, intuitively telling him that he was very important there, and even vaguely told him to go now.He knew that it wasn't Bilak who called him. At this point in time, the power of Mordheim's seal was at its strongest. Wouldn't it be good to send the Chaos Demon directly to attack him?Why let the unwelcome Belak come?Did the four gods of chaos forgive Bilak?
A raven flew out of the woods and landed on Dacius' shoulder, but he ignored the old lady.Instead, he took out the Eye of Tepok that was placed in Kaitan's interlayer, and then he took off his gloves, tapped twice quickly with the tip of his right index finger, and then tapped twice quickly after a delay of two seconds.

"What brought you out?" Dacius asked in his mind after finishing the operation.

"Order french fries." Molaige Hege dryly said a secret signal and there was no more to say. She poked her head out and looked at the Eye of Taboc on Dacius's chest.

After a while, the Eye of Tepok floated up from Dacius' chest, and the tail of the pendant did not point to the future Konquata, but to Fort Lead.

Just as Dacus let out a breath, Molaige Hegg flew up from his shoulders, then flew towards the direction of Fort Lead, and then turned into nothingness in the sky.

"Tomorrow morning! Launch an attack there. I don't ask you to enter the city. This is too embarrassing for you, but you must do your best to contain the darkness entrenched there."

"As you wish, Messenger of the Old Ones."

"The Old Sage is watching you, remember, don't let the Old Sage down!" Dacius said vaguely, he didn't say anything directly, after seeing Oracle nodded, he continued, "The prophecy guides me to go first Let's go to Fort Lead, and we'll see you tomorrow."

"My friend, do you still choose to go with me?" Dacius, who suddenly felt something, looked at Puyle again and asked.

"Yes, the omen guides me, let me always be by your side." Puyle took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Then go see Maher and say goodbye to her, we'll be leaving in 15 minutes."