Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

"Disconnected?" Daxus asked curiously into the silver mirror.

"Yes, it is disconnected, unilaterally cut off. Does it need to be reconnected?" Salir came to the conclusion after studying it.

"No need, because it's meaningless."

"Is there anything I need to do next?" Salir's tone was very humble. He did not act in a complacent manner just because he was a demigod or the son of Hoth.

"Have you been here long ago?"

"came."

"The population here is too small..." Daxus turned and looked at the open space, looking at the elves gathering around the table. After a moment, he asked slowly.

"Tal Sinan."

"Liv mentioned it to me before." Daxus turned and looked at Salir.

"A magical artifact of the Ancients, an echo of the past life, a connection with other realms. Dacreus, I have studied the secret of the stone, and I have crossed the insurmountable chasm." After seeing that Dacreus did not say anything, Salir continued, "The artifact of the Ancients is related to the 'Revolution' or 'Dark Path', a circular magic network connecting ancient ruins with the Winter Dome as the center. I can't go any deeper here."

"In other words, there is a layer between this world and the other world? Like a spirit vein node? A node centered on the Winter Dome?" Daxus seemed to understand.

"Yes, with the Winter Vault as the center, the creation can reduce the magical winds around it when activated. When not activated, outsiders can establish a connection with the forest through the creation, just like the lighthouse on the coast. The few spellcasters here spread the legend of Tal-Edana, hidden deep in the Winter Vault, but as you know, the elves cannot enter there. It is one of the places in the forest that can never be entered. It is forbidden by the forest spirits. The elves here swore a long time ago that they would never enter the Winter Vault."

"So... you need me to go in? Yes, I should go." After listening to Salir, Daxus completely understood that Athel Loren was different from Lauren Loren. Originally, it was the center of Elsin Alvin. The endless wind of magic gathered here through the network nodes, and then sent the wind of magic to where it came from through the Oak of Time and the other world. It was a whirlpool of another version and mechanism.

Therefore, it is impossible to gather the wind of magic here like Lauren Loren, increase the amount of the wind of magic, and maintain it at a moderate level that is neither too high nor too little. It needs to be disintegrated and reduced, but it cannot be disintegrated. After all, the mechanism is here, and the Oak of Ages is here, but there can be other ways, such as the stone called Tal-Sinnan by Asrai.

He now had reason to suspect that this device was used to reduce the wind of magic. When connected and activated, it would create a low magic center with Tal-Sinnan as the center, just like a halo, isolated from the wind of magic in Athel Loren. This represented the emergence of large settlements and an increase in fertility. The reason for the small population of the Asrai was not only the chaos and social system, but also the high magic content in Athel Loren, which was so high that even the elves with an affinity for magic could not stand it. In the summer, it was so high that perhaps the Asrai needed to vent through the behavior of the Wild Hunt.

This time, Salir said nothing more, but bowed his head to Dacus. He knew the danger of entering the Winter Dome, and then he slowly backed away. In addition, he saw Gilead coming, and he knew his limits. Gilead's affairs were secular, had nothing to do with him, and were not something he should get involved in.

"I...I..." Gilead walked over with his head lowered in disappointment, stammering.

"Raise your head and keep your back straight! You are a warrior, but look at what you look like now?" Dacus scolded.

"I..." Gilead stammered and raised his head, looking at Dacus with a blank look.

"What are your plans next?"

"No……"

"No? There are many paths before you now. You can follow the Asur delegation back to Ulthuan. If you can operate properly, you can seize the ruling power of the Kingdom of Terrenlock. Perhaps we will see it on the battlefield?"

"This is not... what I want." Gilead shook his head without even thinking, rejecting Dacus' suggestion.

"Return to the Tower of Tar Anlok?"

Gilead shook his head again.

"Then come back to Naggaroth with me and see your uncle. I can guarantee that he will not do anything to you. After that, you can become Titan pilots with your brother, prove yourself on the battlefield, wash away your past mistakes, and take back the glory of your family with your own hands."

"Malekith...?"

"It depends on what he does. If he is not recognized, I will step into the holy fire. I believe I will walk out of the holy fire alive! What do you think?" Dacus said calmly, but he revealed a strong self-confidence.

"You know me. I don't know Asur, and I don't know Drucci, but I know you! If you can't do it, no one else can. I believe in you!" Gilead's pupils refocused, and he agreed after regaining some of his former spirit.

"That's it? Let's get ready for the meeting." Daxus patted Gilead's shoulder.

The elves were the same as in the morning, and although the Asurs were not in a good mood, they still attended. Kalaya was missing from the Asrai seat.

"What did we talk about this morning? Ancient Saints? Yes, Ancient Saints!" After saying that, Daxus turned to look at Narhap, and a picture emerged in his mind.

Just as God said, "Let there be light," with a slight wave of Narhap's hand, a virtual image of Elsin Alvin, full of forests and rivers, appeared on the table.

"The original Elsin Arwen was not what it was when we colonized it, nor what it is now, but what you see now. The continent was covered in forests, and everything changed with the coming of the Great Invasion. Parts of it became what it is now, Bretonnia, and Vorbergland on the east side of the Grey Mountains.

Of course, these are not important. What is important is, what are your plans next?" Dacus pointed at the image on the table and said randomly.

"What do you want us to do?" After a long time, "Hook Blade" Seonlan asked anxiously.

"Following the Asur delegation back to Ulthuan?" Daxus made an unfunny joke.

After hearing what Daxus said, some of the younger generation of Asur showed expectant eyes, but as the Asrai shook their heads in refusal, their last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.

"Then continue to stay here?" Daxus then asked in a cautious tone.

"What are the conditions?" Ms. Tavarria asked in a more cautious tone than Daquus.

"Athel Loren is different from other places in Elsin Arwen. Take Lauren Loren for example. It's the border, but this is the garden of the Old Saints, the core of the core. Oh, sorry everyone, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Umak of the Old Saints. Can you understand Umak as a messenger? Yes, just like your expressions now reflect, I am indeed Umak of the Old Saints, and I don't need to prove anything or explain anything. The fact that they are standing behind me is the best proof."

Dacus introduced him, but he didn't mention the identity of the lost man. For the elves, the messenger of the ancient saints and the ancient saints themselves are two different things. The fact that he is the messenger of the ancient saints is too scary. If he brings up the ancient saints themselves, how can it be tolerated? Moreover, if he brings it up, it has no real purpose except to show off. The elves do not belong to the ancient saint system, so he does not need to mention the ancient saint system.

"This place is different from Ulthuan. Ulthuan was a home created by the Old Ones for the Elves, while this place is the Old Ones' garden. To put it in legal terms, the Old Ones transferred Ulthuan to the Elves and gave up the ownership of Ulthuan, but this place has not. This place has always been the Old Ones' garden. It was, is, and will be.

You have never had permission to live here. The agreement you reached with the forest spirits became invalid after I showed up, and now you need to make a new one. So, what are your plans? And now, we are in a meeting, everyone is sitting at a table to discuss, don't worry, say whatever you want, when we leave this table, there will be no chance. "

"Pledge allegiance to you?" Morana's tone was serious and solemn.

"Is that what you all think?"

None of the Asrai said anything, they just stared at each other. After hesitating for a moment, they looked at Dacus and began to nod.

"Well, that's very attractive. I am crowned as the new king of Athel Loren? But this is not what I want to see. First of all, we have to make it clear that in addition to my identity as the ancient saint Umak, I am also the chief archon of Duruchi. Which identity do you choose to be loyal to?" Daxus did not show any joy, but was very calm. He spread his hands as he spoke.

"This..." Daxus' words stumped the Asrai.

"Isn't it? This is the core of the problem. Let's start from the general direction. The forest spirits and lizardmen belong to the faction of the ancient saints. It is natural for them to stand behind me, but you do not belong to the faction of the ancient saints. You are elves."

Daxus' words successfully confused the Asrais.

“What about us?

"I will never return to Ulthuan! There must be another way, especially after what you said this morning."

"I don't understand why you are the Chief Minister of Druch?" Marin's voice stood out among the discussions of the Asrai.

"Why can't I be the Chief Archon of Duruchi? The elves need to change, the world needs to change, and the key to change lies in Duruchi, not in you?

Let's not talk about the past, let's talk about the present and the future. Does Asur have the ability to change? Yes! Your presence in Elsin Alvin is a change, but that's all. Thousands of years of separation and differences in systems have made Asrai and Einil no longer the same as they were in the past. You can do nothing and give nothing. The moment Asur gave up Elsin Alvin, Asrai and Einil were destined to have no chance of returning to Ulthuan.

War? Or through economic means? Is it possible? At most, you would set up an elven town in Sith Leonask to trade with humans, open an embassy and human settlement in Lothern, and come to Elsing Alvin to support humans when they need help? Then what?
Humans are not like elves. They have a shorter lifespan and value reproduction. I think that within a hundred years, there will be more humans in Lothern than elves. Maybe you will even see Imperial dwarves following humans there to make a living? Can you imagine such a scene? There are more humans in Lothern than elves, and dwarf blacksmiths forging in their smithies and selling dwarf weapons to the elves? "

The Drukis laughed, and then Ainir and the Asrai who had stopped discussing also laughed. This kind of scene was really possible, and it was too unimaginable. This was something they could not accept or understand, living face to face with a group of monkeys.

"Fallen!"

"Alright, I don't want to hear any more meaningless arguments. Let's just talk about politics. The Asur system has restricted the development of the elves. This change has gone beyond the past. Elven goods are very attractive to humans. The wealth accumulated by Elsin Arwen will come to Ulthuan through trade, but that's all. I really can't think of any other changes? Can you think of any?

The leader of our mission has the great potential to become the next Phoenix King through his exploits in Elsin Arwen. No one in Ulthuan knows Elsin Arwen better than he does, and no one understands the emerging civilization better than him."

Finnubar did not argue, because this was what their faction believed, and everything Daxus said was the path he was taking. When the eyes converged on him, he still had morals and integrity and covered his face. Although Daxus was talking about the Phoenix King, in his mind the Phoenix King was equivalent to a false king, and perhaps even the eyes looking at him thought so. "But this does not solve any problems. Ulthuan cannot put an end to Naggaroth." Although Daxus talked about the matter, he did not let Finnubar attract too much energy.

"Does Naggaroth have the power to bring an end to Ulthuan?" Leandra asked unkindly.

"No!" Dacus affirmed bluntly, then spread his hands and continued, "But I showed up! I think I can do it. So-called democracy has its advantages. Of course, so-called dictatorship also has its advantages. Many things have two sides. At least when I am the chief consul and issue policies, no one will jump out to oppose me and tell me that this is not allowed, that is not allowed, this is not in their interests, that is not in their interests."

"You!" Leandra understood Daquus's sarcasm and irony.

“Okay, I don’t want to listen to any more meaningless quarrels, and this is not the point of the meeting right now.

What was I talking about just now? Yes, my two identities. Asrai is your self-perception, but your essence is still elves, this is undeniable, you have never been from the faction of the Old Saints, you can't be like the forest spirits and lizardmen. Do you want to believe in the Old Saints? Is this possible? Your path of loyalty to the Old Saints is absolutely not feasible. So... you can only take another path. "

"To you or Malekith?" Findo regretted what he said, and his spouse kicked him hard under the table.

"Were you distracted? Were you listening?" Daxus was stunned. He asked in surprise. Then he said speechlessly, "You are not Druki. You have no reason to pledge allegiance to me or Malekith. Besides, this is not in accordance with the procedures."

The problem was back to square one. Aslai was really confused by Dacus' words. If they were Dacus, perhaps the coronation ceremony should have been held now. But Dacus kept beating around the bush with them, as if Dacus really wanted them to understand the key.

"Are my two identities confusing you? Actually, there's nothing to be confused about, right? Let's rethink it and start with my identity as Umak. This place is too important for this world. Its significance is not inferior to the Great Whirlpool. In my opinion, this place is equal to the Great Whirlpool and needs to be protected. Some extreme forest spirits think that it is because of your arrival that Athel Loren has brought trouble, but I think you are also protecting Athel Loren. After all, the winter here is too weak, this is beyond doubt. Let's not comment on the past for now, let's only discuss the present and the future..." Daxus said, leaning back in his chair, rubbing his chin.

"So, we can stay here?"

"Of course! But some rules need to be changed." Daxus said with a smile.

"For example?" This time it was Indra's turn to ask cautiously.

"You don't have to pledge allegiance to me or Malekith. Duruchi doesn't need Asrai's loyalty, and Asrai doesn't need to pledge allegiance to Duruchi. In this way, you maintain the current situation and wait for the new Phoenix King. The moment the real Phoenix King walks out of the holy fire, that's the moment you pledge allegiance. How about it?" Daxus said in a very calm tone.

He finally chose to follow the process. As the maker of the rules, he must abide by the rules. Moreover, he looked down on Aslai. With so few people, he couldn't even put together a large army. A large Duruchi army was composed of three infantry legions as the core. The combat personnel and auxiliary personnel of each infantry legion did not exceed 8,000. The three infantry legions had a maximum of 24,000. With the war beasts and other miscellaneous personnel, it did not exceed 30,000 at most.

He didn't think the Asrai could get together. Vikings, Blue Division? He was overthinking. The Walloon Brigade was more like that. At most, they would appear in Ulthuan like a cheerleading team to tell the Asur that the Asrai were on the side of the Duruchi. It was a political and propaganda offensive. Moreover, even if they could be mobilized, they couldn't mobilize too many, otherwise their home would be robbed.

The Asurai exchanged glances again, then nodded in agreement.

"The new Phoenix King has appeared in Asur?" Yelian was still making his final effort.

"Hahahaha... you don't know me. I'm very flexible. If something like this really happens, I will use another identity to let you leave here. Of course, this is just a joke. I think the probability is very small, just like Marlene just asked me why I was the Chief Archon of Druch. Have you forgotten that Molayig appeared in the morning? If the real Phoenix King really appears in Asur, or in Asrai or Ainel, I will turn around and pledge my allegiance to him. Who told me to respect the process and respect the tradition?" Although Daxus said it with a smirk, he exuded a kind of confidence and calmness from the inside out.

"Malekith?"

"I don't know! Besides, I don't want to talk about this issue now. This topic has passed. It's afternoon now. Besides..." Daxus turned to look at Enil's seat at the end, "What I said to the Asrai is also for you. The elves need to unify. This is destined. The elves need to truly revolve around the Phoenix King and unite. Only in this way can we truly guard the world, protect our world, and meet the needs of the future.

The members of the Cloud Walker family and Tolandil did not exchange opinions, but nodded directly. They agreed on this point. Of course, what they hoped more was that Daquus walked into the holy fire and walked out of it.

"What did Belloda say to you last night? Do you know more or less what happened in Laurent? I want to tell you that at present, Duruchi and Ainel are politically independent of each other. The two sides have not reached a defensive alliance, nor have they made a deeper military alliance. At most, it is a trade agreement. Of course, you may be able to promote it appropriately." Dacus said while spreading out his left hand and pointing to Ainel's seat. "They are here because they are my friends, or for other reasons."

"Of course, you are also my friends. Some of you can also walk out of this forest and see the outside world like them." Then he extended his hand to Asrai's seat.

"Of course, if you treat me as a friend, you can also choose to go to other places with me, such as the continent of Lustria and Naggaroth?" Finally, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the Asur.

"What about your other identity?" After Daxus finished speaking, "Night Owl" Zhuoya nodded in agreement. She knew that things could not be that simple. She had already experienced how powerful Daxus was.

"That's a good question. The agreement between you and the forest was invalidated the moment I defeated Orion yesterday. Now, we need to draw up a new agreement."

This time the Aslai did not say anything. They expressed their attitude by sitting upright and listening carefully to what Daqiu said.

"Ah, the meeting has reached a new stage. From now on, I will speak as Umak. You may have heard more or less about the conversation between Orian and me yesterday. What I want to tell you is that it was not Orian who was talking to me at that time, but Kunos who was talking to Umak." At the end, Daxus ignored the elves' uproar. He took out the Rah fang from his arms and threw it on the table. "Before the duel, the forest spirit cut off Orian's connection with this forest. I am still sitting here talking to you about these things, which means that Kunos has given up the ownership of this place."

"This...?" Yesterday it was not Orian but Kunos who was so terrified. When Daxus talked about cutting off contact with the forest and Kunos abandoning this place, they regained some composure. They had understood something.

"Of course, you can believe in Kurnos as before. As for whether he can help you, that is beyond my understanding. What I want to say is that Orion will never reincarnate again. You also saw Ariel yesterday. She returned the power to Athel Loren and Aisha. The era that belonged to them is over. The old era has ended."

"Now, Athel Loren has entered a new chapter. Do you all agree with this?" After seeing the Asrai nod in disappointment, Daxus continued, "The original twelve territories will remain the same, your identities and status will remain the same, and Alanlock in these twelve territories needs to be adjusted. Do you see the lizardmen in the distance?"

The lizardmen were moving around in the distance. Of course, this activity was not about training, but about sitting or lying there basking in the sun...

"Actually... the actual number of Lizardmen is more than what you have seen so far. In addition to what you have seen, there are about 7,500 more. In the days to come, they will guard this ancient holy garden together with you. The original Asrai of Alanlock can still live there as before, and Amadi Ironbark can continue his rule, but Lizardmen will also be stationed there, and they will be responsible for guarding the Winter Dome." At the end, Daxus looked at Serene.

In his opinion, the most suitable place for Lizardmen in Athel Loren is Alanlok. It is summer all year round and the nights are short. There is no place more suitable for Lizardmen to move around than Alanlok. The Grismeri River flows through there, and Skinks can still play in the river, and Giant Lizards can float their heads above the water. Maybe the only thing missing is a temple city?
"If he likes it there, I have no objection." It was the first time that Serene spoke in the parliament. She understood what Daxus meant and looked at Narhap and said in a friendly manner. Her words represented that she gave up the ownership of Flowing Water Palace.

"The Lizardmen will be based in the Flowing Water Palace and will be active in the southern part of Alanrock. When there is a large-scale military operation, they will appear and fight together with you and the forest spirits to resist the invaders. Do you have any questions?"

Doubt? No one had any doubts. In the eyes of the Asrai, it was inevitable that the Lizardmen would stay here for a long time. They could not refuse this because this was the garden of the Ancient Saint. They knew the news last night and now they had completely accepted this fact.

Moreover...Amadi Ironbark, the forest lord of Alanlock, was reincarnated as a tree man. His son Aldeid was trampled to death by the ancient tree men in yesterday's battle. It is normal to sacrifice Amadi's interests. The Winter Dome is very close to the Flowing Water Palace. The lizardmen guarding there can relieve the defense pressure of Asrai.

"Very good, I think this is a good thing. Let me introduce you here, Narhap, the 'Voyager in the Eternal Rain', the second generation Slann Magic Priest. Perhaps you don't know much about the Lizardmen and have no idea about the second generation Slann Magic Priest. Let me put it this way, in terms of magical attainments, he is better than the dragon tamer Caledor!" Daxus turned his head at the end, and the scene of Narhap stretching out his little hand and waving hello to the elves emerged in his mind. He didn't carry Ariel out, he didn't want to provoke the Asrai, and finally, he carried Caledor out.

"In the future, the Palace of Flowing Water will become the magic center of Athel Loren, and spellcasters can go there to study. Narhap is proficient in the magic of the Eight Winds as well as advanced magic. He will teach you how to cast spells correctly in this forest, instead of doing it like before!" After Narhap stretched out his little hand and greeted the elves perfunctorily, and the elves stood up and responded politely, Daxus nodded with satisfaction.

"Is this really possible?" Night Owl Zhuoya asked in a surprised tone. She knew too well the importance of this. She was not like this before. The reason why she is like this now is because of the backlash. If possible, she might return to her previous state? Even if not, the later generations will not repeat her mistakes.

"Why not?" Daxus asked, spreading his hands and shrugged.

In his opinion, Aslai's spellcaster's methods are actually wilder than Duruchi's.

Naggaroth is not Athel Loren, and the Duruchi know what to touch, and most sorceresses know what not to touch. Deha is just a force to them. They control Deha for their own use, rather than embracing Deha like those chaos warlocks, nor making secondary applications of Deha like those necromancers.

Asrai...

To give an inappropriate example, medieval spellcasters and programmers have something in common. Spellcasters' understanding of magic is similar to programmers' understanding of programs. Slann magic priests, the Lord of Change and legendary elves are the best programmers in the world. The wind of magic is like a tool for spellcasters, just like a computer in the hands of programmers, and then...

The spiritual vein system of Lustria is like a supercomputer system similar to Tianhe-1. The Slann magic priests know how to manipulate the energy contained in the spiritual vein system, so they can cast magic that can move mountains and fill the sea, and explode the stars. Without energy, they have no other options, just like a programmer without a computer, programming with a hammer.

No matter how wild the ways of the Duruchi sorceresses were, they had no supercomputer system to use. Naggaroth was essentially a barren land blown by energy. As for Athel Loren, it was equivalent to the continent of Lustria, but it was still a little different from Lustria. At least the Skink Priests would not draw energy from the spirit vein system.

Athel Loren is wilder than Lustria, and energy emerges on the surface. When Asrai spellcasters cast spells, it is equivalent to operating a supercomputer system. They can't even use personal computers. When their attainments are not so refined, using equipment beyond their attainments will have consequences... (mentioned in Chapter 337)
Why is it so terrifying when darkness emerges from Ariel's soul? Darkness is also entangled in the souls of sorceresses who can use Deha, but they are definitely not as terrifying as her. It's all because she is bound to Athel Loren and can radiate infinitely.

As for the spellcasters of the Asrai family, it was really like that... In the prophecy of 2007 in the Imperial Calendar, more than half of the spellcasters died (mentioned in Chapter 454). It was common for them to be attacked by small spells and lose personnel when casting large spells. They were not even surprised and thought it was natural...

During the Battle of Avalon, after Liv dispelled Morathi's magic, three Spellweavers fell directly, and she also stumbled forward heavily and fell on the staff that supported her.

"Next, I plan to stay in Athel Loren for a while." Salir stood up and smiled slightly, with wisdom and peace in his eyes. "I hope to stroll in the Flowing Water Palace, have a deep exchange with you, and discuss the ancient and mysterious way of magic."

"I am honored to receive your invitation. In this sacred forest, I am willing to be a bridge between you and the elves. Together we will explore knowledge, uncover the mysteries of magic, and discover the truth hidden in the long river of time." After seeing Narhap nod, Salir's voice was like the morning dew, light and a little mysterious.

"Aren't you planning to visit the White Tower of Hoeth?" Daxus was somewhat curious about Salir's choice.

"My mission is to maintain the operation of the Elsing Alvin system." Salir's gaze penetrated time and space, as if he was having a silent conversation with this ancient forest.

Daxus nodded and said nothing more. He respected Salir's choice. Salir's consciousness was already obvious, and there was no point in saying anything more.

"We will stay here for a while. You can go to the Flowing Water Palace to study, just like we did in Lustria. Of course, you can also go. This is a rare opportunity." Daxus first said to his companions around him, then looked at the Asurs.

"Don't look at me like that. Who made me generous and kind?"

Just as Dacus was speaking, in the distance, Aisha's priest, Kalaya, appeared at the edge of the open space holding a box and walked towards the venue with a sacred step. (End of this chapter)