Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

"Of all the creatures in this world, they are the oldest, appearing even before the mighty dragons. The first of them to breathe the breath of life was Krakanlock the Dark, rising from the primordial swamps a thousand years before the Old Ones came to this planet.

I have never seen it, but according to reliable information, its front paws are as huge as a warhorse, and when it takes a deep breath, all creatures within a hundred steps will faint because the air is sucked out by its huge lungs. Since their birth, no new "Sarunox" has been born, because from the day they reached an "eternal life" contract with the gods in ancient times, the contract gave them the power of thunder, but also made them lose the ability to reproduce.

I know my Master, though only in part as mortals can, and I suppose He sees all this as some grand joke: forcing them to trade one longevity for another. Sorry, I digress."

—Dr. Athrun Apollas, Leader of Change

"In the light of the lightning, I saw scaly legs scraping against the rocks, and the thing stood up. It walked past me without even a glance. The last time I saw it, it was climbing a cliff face straight up. At the top of the mountain, I saw other similar creatures, their figures casting huge shadows in the lightning, fighting each other, and I have never returned to Icebreaker Ridge since then."

—Bartholm Vander, Hunter
The vibrations gradually intensified, and the ground seemed to be torn apart by some invisible force, and the gravel underfoot kept jumping in the tremors. Even with the suppression of the big guys, the cold lizards were still restless and growling. There was a heavy sense of oppression in the air, accompanied by a low and long roar, as if a giant beast from the abyss was slowly waking up.

"Sharunox!"

Bainie's expression suddenly became solemn. He closed his eyes and held his breath to listen to the roar that was gradually approaching. After a moment, he slowly uttered a word, and his tone was full of deep fear.

"Mother of Dark Night..."

Asperen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, and the astonishment on his face spread like ripples.

Except for Druki, none of the other elves present immediately understood what Baine was saying. Daquus frowned slightly. He also felt unfamiliar with the word. The word aroused some vague memories in his mind. He seemed to have heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for the time being.

"Dragon Demon!" Celiere explained in a low voice, his voice filled with deep awe and warning.

Daquus then realized that Byne was speaking Drusil, a dialect of Naggaroth's elven language that was a Drusilized version of the language. Although this language was rooted in the traditional Elsalin language, it had absorbed a few words from the Dark Language due to the unique environment and culture of Naggaroth, and was somewhat similar to the Chaos Dwarfs' "fire language", which was the Zalarid language.

Zalarid is the cursed language of the Zaar, or Chaos Dwarves, and is an offshoot of Khazarid. After the Chaos Dwarves parted ways with their kin, they continued to develop their own language, incorporating a large number of Darkspeak words, and even some forbidden words and phrases that were taught to the Daemonsmiths by Hasut himself.

Therefore, we can draw a conclusion: Duruchi is equal to the Zar dwarves, not...

Sharunox, this word is extremely rare in the Drusil language, it is almost the kind of word that you will not hear once in eight hundred years.

After all, dragons are too rare. They are creatures from the ancient world, roaming the world long before the elves invented writing, and hunting humans long before the Chaos Gate unleashed its curse on the world. However, in fact, they can be traced back to before the Old Saints came to this planet, and they were born from the rocks.

Their extremely long lifespans are also the work of the Chaos Gods, the oldest among them making pacts with the powers of destruction, embracing the curse in the hope of achieving immortality.

The oldest one refers to "Dark" Krakanlock, not Korrek Suneater.

Korek is an ancient dragon demon that existed in ancient times. He already existed when the dragon demon clan made a contract with the God of Chaos to serve in exchange for immortality. He is the first descendant of Krakanlock, the father of dragon demons.

The Dragons were granted eternal life, and in return they swore fealty to the Chaos Gods. From that moment on, they became immortal, gigantic creatures that could only die on the battlefield, and could only be awakened by destruction.

(The dragon demon setting is quite interesting, but it’s very long… I’ll talk about it in detail when I meet Korek or Krakanlock)

The night air was torn apart by a deafening roar, a deep and violent sound wave swept across the entire street like thunder. Then a huge figure slowly emerged from the darkness at the end of the street, as if the abyss of hell itself opened the door and released the monster.

The huge figure approached with thunderous steps like a moving mountain. Its lower body was huge, covered with hard indigo and dark red scales. Its sturdy legs shook the ground like thunder with every step, and every step left deep cracks on the ground, as if the earth was also afraid of its arrival.

What was shocking was not only its lower body, but also its twisted upper body. The place where the dragon's neck and head should have been was replaced by a wide belt, which was decorated with shining golden scales and a skull-shaped buckle exuding a cold atmosphere.

Above the belt was an upper body wearing crude but sturdy armor that protected its chest and shoulders. The muscles exposed to the air were like cast iron, the shoulders were as broad as a city wall, and in its huge hands was a huge axe that was strong enough to split a giant in half.

The troll's face was dominated by ugly wrinkles and rough brow ridges, and its ice-blue eyes flashed dangerously, like the cold light deep in the glacier. It wore a round steel helmet on its head, and its fangs protruded from between its thick lips, as sharp as a spear that would pierce anyone who got close.

"Mother of Dark Night!" The Duruchi cursed again, but it was just a curse. They were waiting for Daquus's orders.

Daxus stood on the back of the big cold lizard, watching the scene with a strange smile on his face. He patted the big cold lizard and rolled down.

"Stay here and don't move."

He dropped some nonsensical words and walked straight towards Sharunox, as calmly as if he was taking a walk instead of facing a terrifying monster shaped by the power of chaos.

If he remembered correctly, the dragon demon was infertile and usually hid in the mountains. It would only wake up when a terrible storm hit the top of the world.

As lightning shoots from the sky, dragon demons scale mountains and glaciers simply to bathe in the lightning, enjoying the raw power of nature as the storm animates them and injects them with deadly energy for their upcoming battle.

Therefore, it is rare to see dragon demons in normal times. You can only see a few of them when Chaos organizes large-scale team building, that is, when the Eternal Chosen are born. Moreover, after obtaining immortality, dragon demons lose their normal reproductive ability, so one less will die.

Daxus got closer and closer, and the ground shook with Sharunox's charge. The air was filled with a smell of burning and decay. He raised his head and met the dragon demon's cold eyes without fear.

He calls himself the "Giant Killer". Although this title sounds a bit exaggerated, he actually has the corresponding strength to back it up. Giants, giant-horned bulls, dragons, etc., these behemoths have all been prey under his sword.

Of course, he was still far from it. He had not killed monsters like Crazy Beast and Gul Beast. It was not that he was not strong enough to challenge them, but that he had no chance. The only Crazy Beast he was lucky enough to encounter was hunted by his brother. What could he do? He couldn't give up the journey and go into the woods to look for it.

He also doesn't have a real achievement system, and can't gain attributes or rewards by killing giants. If there is, he really needs to think about it carefully.

As a noble, hunting is a necessary skill. The difference is that his prey is not small prey for entertainment, but large creatures that can shake the mountains and forests. He is also never keen on chopping off the heads of prey and hanging them on the wall to show off, but this does not prevent him from continuing to hunt. As long as he is alive, hunting will not stop as long as he encounters it.

The dragon demon in front of him was like a crazy war machine, and the terrible axe made a tearing sound in the air. Daxus suddenly jumped to the left, narrowly avoiding the fatal chop. The giant blade hit the ground, erupting with a deafening roar, and gravel flew everywhere. The roaring dragon demon kept moving, and its huge body rushed past him with unparalleled momentum, then turned sharply, ready to launch another charge.

"Bullfight?" Daxus stood on the destroyed street, casually waving his hand to drive away the smoke and dust, with a slight smile on his face, muttering to himself. Then, he showed an exaggerated panic expression, looked around, and deliberately acted like he was trapped in a desperate situation. He raised his voice and shouted in a trembling voice: "Ah~ There is no way to escape!"

In the team, except for Aris who remained expressionless, the other elves sighed almost in unison. Obviously, they were used to Dacus's teasing methods, and they knew that Dacus was starting to play. The dragon demon roared again, and its huge hoofs crushed the streets, rushing towards Dacus with a rumble.

This time, Daxus did not choose to dodge. He raised the sword in his hand, crouched low, fixed his eyes on the approaching monster, and patiently waited for the dragon demon to enter the attack range. The giant axe slashed down with a fierce force that tore through the air, aiming to split him in half from shoulder to hip.

At the critical moment, his body instantly sprang free like a taut bowstring, and he dodged nimbly to the left. The axe blade hit the ground heavily, and at the moment when the gravel flew, he stuck to the dragon demon's body and passed through its attack path.

The dragon demon let out a roar that seemed to tear the sky apart, his anger and unwillingness intertwined into a sound wave that shocked the soul.

Daxus chose not to respond to the battle cry. After all, he really couldn't win the battle cry, and there was no need to cast an amplification magic on himself. He concentrated all his strength on the sword in his hand without hesitation.

The sword tip flashed, with a cold light like lightning, accurately hitting the monster's lower body.

At the same time, the dragon demon swung its forelimbs vigorously, and its huge claws pounced towards Daxus with tremendous force, trying to lift the elf up like a top and throw it into the air.

If this claw had hit Daxus's chin, his head would have flown off almost instantly. However, the dragon demon's claw strike missed, and he dodged gracefully before it grazed his chest armor and smashed a dent in the thick armor.

The dragon demon roared like thunder, the sound almost shaking the surrounding air and it turned around angrily like a bull, swinging the huge axe blade, preparing to launch a new charge towards Daquus.

Dacus remained fearless, facing the oncoming violent force, and stepped forward. A cold smile appeared on his face, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

"Game over," he whispered, his voice low and steady.

At the moment when the dragon demon charged, he faced the beast and swung the sword with unparalleled speed and strength. The blade was shining with a sharp cold light, and it drew a perfect arc. At that moment, the sword light was like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky, cutting straight into the dragon demon's abdomen, the blade piercing through the armor and reaching the beast's internal organs.

The dragon demon screamed, its huge body still moving with the same force as before. After running a few steps, it fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. Its limbs twisted violently, and it was instantly unable to move. Its armor melted under the power of the magic sword, emitting bursts of black smoke. The wound on its abdomen showed a terrifying crack, and blood and black smoke intertwined and drifted away.

The life of the beast was extinguished like a candle blown out by a merciless flame. Its huge body was pierced by the sword and collapsed from the inside, and its vitality also dissipated without a trace.

There was no gasping, no noise, no shock, the elves maintained the same expression as they had the previous second after seeing the dragon demon fall. In their opinion, it was normal for Dacus to kill the dragon demon, unless Dacus was knocked away by the dragon demon and fled and dodged in a panic under the dragon demon's attack.

After completing the kill, Daxus did not try to strike a fancy pose. Now he had an idea. Maybe he should chop off the dragon demon's body and hang it up in the Great Temple of Edreze, which had not even started work yet.

At the end of the Battle of Altdorf, when the captured vampire spoils were distributed, he planned to build an open museum in the process of rebuilding Naggarond, aiming to show the history and culture of the elves to the public, let the Duruchi understand the glory and challenges of the past, and also to pass on the values ​​and spirit of the elves to the future generation.

With a hobby of building landmarks, he plans to turn the museum into a breathtaking landmark building, integrating classical and modern design elements. This will make the museum itself both ornamental and educational, and provide an opportunity for current Druki and future elves to fully understand themselves.

In the museum, the elves can see a variety of exhibits, ranging from ancient works of art to the latest technological inventions, from historical documents to spoils of war.

perhaps……

Should it be adjusted?
Should we put the museum project on hold and build the Great Temple of Edreze first? He believed that this project was very necessary. After the new era of Duruch, the belief in Kane was destined to become a thing of the past. In the new era, the army would be filled with Edreze believers. The construction of the Great Temple of Edreze was necessary. For details, you can refer to the Russian Armed Forces Cathedral.

Will the spoils be placed in the exhibition room of the Great Temple, telling the glory and challenges of the followers of Edrezer? Or will the Great Temple and the museum be built at the same time, and after completion, will the placement of the spoils be subdivided?
Dacus shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of these thoughts. Now was not the time to think about this matter. He would have time to study it after the battle of Gorond was over. He glanced at the huge dragon demon corpse on the ground again, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of ​​chopping off the dragon demon's head.

There was no rush for this matter. The body was here. He would deal with it after the battle was over and the battlefield was cleaned up. Now, he needed to concentrate, return to the team, and prepare to move forward.

"earthquake?"

Just as he was walking back slowly, and raising his hand to call the big guy over, the ground suddenly shook violently again. Unlike before, this time the shaking did not come from a distance, like some giant creature moving towards him, but...

"Get out of there!"

"quick!"

Seeing that Daqiu was still in a daze, a series of rapid calls were heard, with unconcealable anxiety.

After Dacus came to his senses, he started running. As he ran, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and finally fixed on the spire not far away. The ancient building was shaking violently, and it seemed that it would collapse at any moment. Without thinking too much, he quickened his pace. He was not so evil and confident that he could be buried in the building and still be unscathed.

At this moment, the big guy moved. Seeing the nearby spire crumbling, he ran and tried to pick up Daquus.

As Dacus ran, he couldn't help but glance at the spire behind him. The tower seemed to be moving towards its end every second. He quickened his pace, and the ground under his feet seemed ready to crack at any time. Just as the big guy was about to approach him, the spire finally collapsed.

He did not hear the big guy's show-off roar, he only heard a deafening roar, followed by a suffocating cloud of dust and debris. The dust on the street was like an overwhelming tide, swallowing up the entire scene in an instant.

Dust comes quickly and goes quickly.

He waved his arms to disperse the sediment in the air, and Hemala in the team did the same thing at the same time, trying to disperse the smoke and dust.

"MMP! That's the dragon demon I just killed!"

When the dust cleared, Daxus cursed and watched helplessly as the collapsed spire just crushed the dragon demon's body. The huge body was crushed to death by the heavy tower, and the collapsed rocks also blocked the team's way forward. Just as he was about to continue cursing, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

"Go and have a look, don't kill him." He stared at it intently, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then a subtle smile appeared. He whispered to the big guy, with a hint of anticipation and excitement in his tone.

The big guy reacted immediately and turned around quickly to move in that direction. At the same time, he shouted to the elves approaching.

"Blow the horn and call Kalyon over, and you guys come over to help!" (End of this chapter)