Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

"This is……"

"The first generation of Slann magic priest - Kroka."

Darkus responded to Ryan's question calmly.

In this team, he was the only one who had actually seen Kroka's face, and he was the only one who could make an accurate identification at the first time.

At this moment, a group of people were standing in front of a mural, gazing at the colors and lines that seemed to have spanned endless years.

In the mural, three Slann magic priests raised their hands, as if they were performing some solemn ceremony or ancient spell. They formed a triangle formation, two of them only showed their backs, and the other showed his face.

The reason why Darkus could recognize Master K at a glance was because of the iconic mask. The mask was so recognizable that it had long been deeply imprinted in his memory - it was Kroka, there was no mistake.

With this "anchor point", the identities of the other two Slann magic priests are also clear.

One is Brotbowa, who is now only a sun-shaped soul; the other is Chicota in the form of a mummy.

Unfortunately, this set of murals only depicts the figures of three Slann magic priests. Apart from that, there is no description of the environment, nor does it explain the location of their rituals, nor does it reveal the final effect of the rituals. There are no accompanying explanatory texts, and everything seems extremely restrained and mysterious.

Dacus stared at the mural for a moment, as if trying to cut through the fog of history from the blurred brushstrokes, but after staring for a long time...

Then he slowly moved towards the second mural.

This one is more abstract, almost symbolic, in its geometric shapes.

Just five points, and the lines connecting them.

A point is anchored in the center of the picture, which is particularly eye-catching. Directly below this anchor point, there is another point, and the two points are connected by a straight line.

Then, connecting lines extend from the upper left and lower right of the central point, each connecting to the other two points.

The last point is at the far left end of the mural - it is isolated and helpless, but it is forcibly connected to the point below the anchor point through a long diagonal line, like a distant traction or a forgotten echo.

“Constellation?” Alyssa muttered subconsciously after taking a few glances.

Her voice was very soft, but it was particularly clear in the silence. Then, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and her face changed drastically.

"wrong!"

"Map!" Almost at the same time, Drusala reacted and shouted directly to Ryan.

Ryan was already in the process of getting the map at this time. He also noticed something wrong and acted quickly and decisively.

Ryan took out a detailed map with Ulthuan as the center and spread it out. Drusala and Alisa approached from the left and right, staring at the map while grabbing the edge of the map, their movements were tacit, like an instinctive reaction formed by years of cooperation. Ryan wisely stepped back, leaving the middle position vacant, allowing Daquus to observe from the center.

"Constellations..." Daxus smiled softly, his tone containing both emotion and a hint of self-mockery.

He did not laugh at Alyssa's misjudgment. In fact, if he had seen the mural for the first time, without any previous knowledge and accumulation, he would probably have thought that it was some kind of star composition, a star map, a projection of the cosmic order.

Or something else.

But he has been there.

He had been to the folded space in Altdorf, and he had seen with his own eyes the structures and logic placed there by the ancient saints.

He didn't go alone. Drusala and Takia, brother and sister, also went there.

When he got to the front of the map, Salir and Springwin also squeezed over consciously, their eyes fixed on the map.

Drusala and Alyssa carefully raised the map above their shoulders, aligning it with the mural. Then, under the effect of the spell, the map slowly faded and gradually became a three-dimensional projection suspended in the air.

"hiss……"

Daxus, who was in a straight line, took a breath.

The whole painting, the whole picture, the whole system, dropped from the sky like a giant hand.

He saw the five points on the mural correspond one by one to real geographical coordinates on the virtual map.

At this moment, he felt very distressed.

A feeling of powerlessness, "When will this end?", filled his mind like a tide, surging endlessly.

He had an impulse, an impulse that was almost crazy. He wanted to pull Master Ke and Chikota out of their slumber, forcibly resurrect them, and then hold them by the collar, one in each hand, and ask them to list all the secret projects of the ancient saints from beginning to end, without missing a single one!

if not?
He alone, together with Ryan, the Slann Mage Priests he sent out, and the group of Skin Lizard Oracles who could occasionally communicate with God, could rely on this group to turn the whole world over and over again? !

In this kind of place?
Which year and month should this be turned to?
How many times do I have to turn this over?
Although the scale between the map and the mural did not match, their guess was correct and the direction of the lines was correct.

The central anchor point is the Great Whirlpool.

The point on the upper right clearly points to Altof, while the point on the lower left is exactly aimed at Itaza.

It is precisely because of this that Dacus is particularly distressed at the moment.

In novels and storybooks, in those stories about the protagonist's destiny, they never go back.

There is a new map on the left and a new copy on the right. You can push through them all like a whirlwind.

But what about him? When it comes to him, well... it's all about going back.

He had been to Itaza more than once, more than once! He had been there many times.

When he went there for the first time, he even stayed there for a long time, carefully inspecting, studying and observing, but he didn't find anything unusual.

Perhaps... in the entire Itaza, Master Ke is the only one who knows about this matter.

But the problem is that he can't communicate with Master Ke who is in the mummy seal state!
This is also the most direct reason why he is eager to resurrect Master Ke.

However, thinking about this level does explain why the folded space exists in Aldolf.

Altdorf is the place where the spiritual vein nodes of Elsing Alvin converge. Six spiritual veins converge there, like the thread of fate entwined into a knot, and naturally have the conditions for spatial interweaving and reconstruction.

What about the first city, Itaza? It is also the main node of the spiritual vein of Lustria. As the pillar of Lustria, it should also have some folding, connecting, and hiding functions.

However, the folded space in Altdorf has never been truly opened, and even the Shaping Engine has not been set up. Later, under the takeover and reconstruction of the Sigma Empire Magic Academy, that area was used for other purposes and completely transformed into teaching, storage and research purposes. The original channels and facilities were sealed, rewritten and hidden.

As for Itaza's folding space...

He couldn't say for sure, and he didn't dare to jump to conclusions at all.

"here?"

Salir suddenly pointed to the central area of ​​the vast ocean on the map with a puzzled look.

"The core of the World Pool." (mentioned in Chapter 738)

Daxus took a look, sighed, and then responded slowly.

what is this?
A new storyline has begun?

Main quest triggered?
Mission text: "The Lost One" Ashoranka has recovered part of his memory. He ordered the elves and lizardmen to assemble and march towards the core of the World Pool to regain the glory that belonged to the ancient saints.

mission rewards:……

The corners of Dacus' mouth twitched slightly. He had an indescribable feeling, as if the surface of fate had been inadvertently stirred up, revealing a back that had been hidden underwater for a long time.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, a picture so magnificent that it almost took his breath away.

There are three thousand sea eagles and eight hundred warships.

There were nothing but ships on the sea, so densely packed and stacked that there was no end in sight.

Asur's dragon ships, Duruch's plundering ships, the elves' black arks, the lizardmen's green arks... a huge fleet gathered here.

And above the sky, it blocked out the sun.

Red dragons, fire dragons, and pterosaurs were soaring; the elves' griffins, giant eagles, war falcons, and all kinds of flying vehicles were flying in the sky.

Their goal was to surround the ship cemetery.

Yes, the Ship Cemetery.

It might be because he was the incarnation of Matheran, or it might be because he possessed some unknown knowledge. In short, he was very sure that the core of the Ship Burial Ground and the Pool of the World were actually the same place!
It's just a difference in name, but the two titles actually point to the same ultimate goal.

Recover the Yangyan Amulet, disintegrate Mannan, and add this current task, the main quest and branch quests are all merged, just go all in and do them together, which is worry-free and efficient.

But he did not tell his companions about the ship cemetery.

That's not necessary.

When the time really comes, just go in and rush in. At that moment, all that matters is a brainless A. Just charge when you need to, and don't waste any time talking.

And at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, the ancient creation he had found in the Claw Sea.

That thing... that thing might be the key to the core of the World Pool. (Chapter 232)
He vaguely remembered that breaking through the void boundary outside the Burial Ship Cemetery was an almost impossible task, and even the space was rejecting invaders.

But Yelian and his team did it, thanks to the mysterious moondial left by Captain Jagger Ross's father. That device guided them through the fog, cracks and void like a guiding star - completing an "impossible" feat.

Of course, he also had enough confidence and self-confidence. No matter what, the elves and lizardmen could get in, he dared to guarantee it.

What else does he have besides that ancient artifact?
He also has so many high-level elven spellcasters, as well as Slann magic priests from the Lizardman camp. These are all heavy spell weapons, not decorations, nor are they just for show.

"What about here?"

Sarir's voice sounded again, interrupting Daquus's thoughts.

This time, Salir pointed his finger not at the map, but at the point at the end of the left side of the mural.

“Have you been to Aurora?”

Daxus did not respond directly to Salir's question, but instead raised a new question, a slightly off-the-beaten-path question.

"No." Salir shook his head, his expression calm, "I haven't finished exploring Elsing Alvin yet. Besides, as you know, I still have the task of maintaining the guide stone."

Daxus curled his lips and tried to get information about Zhendan through Salir - this method was completely hopeless, so he might as well go back and ask his "Dear Lady Genevieve" for more information.

Genevieve, this elegant and dangerous vampire noblewoman, is a veritable expert on Aurora. Not only has she been to Aurora, she has also stayed there for many years, deeply integrated into the local aristocratic circle, and can speak fluent Aurora dialect.

Unfortunately, Genevieve was not with him now. As a vampire, she was not suitable to set foot on the Flame Island of the Temple of Asuryan. Kwishi was poison to vampires. Vampires would avoid Kwishi as soon as they saw him and run as far as they could.

As a vampire, Genevieve naturally couldn't force herself to move up, so she chose to stay in Lothern.

"Weijing."

He nodded slightly, as if talking to himself, or as if confirming.

He believes that this point has a high probability and possibility of pointing to the capital of Zhendan - Weijing.

But the next second, his expression changed.

A sudden feeling of doubt crossed my mind.

He felt that he might be wrong.

If this point is indeed Weijing, how do we explain this line?

According to the guide stone system, Weijing should be connected to Altof, and the resonance structure between the two spirit vein nodes is symmetrical.

But on the mural, the line extends from Weijing to the ship cemetery?
Wrong drawing?
impossible.

Absolutely impossible!
There was no need for the ancient saints to mislead him, Daxus was convinced of this, unless some powerful being capable of interfering with the structure of space and time had sneaked into this place and tampered with it quietly.

The first name that came to his mind was Kane who was wandering on the Island of Death.

Then there is Tzeentch's great demon, Carlos.

The question is, what’s the point of doing this?

If it were him, if he really wanted to cause trouble, he wouldn't go through so much trouble.

He would take direct action, take out the lapis lazuli from the Shaper Engine, and disrupt the operating rhythm of the Maelstrom. He might even be able to directly disintegrate the entire Maelstrom system, or even detonate the floating island structure of Ulthuan, sending all the elves living on Ulthuan into the deep sea to feed the sharks and crabs.

He even imagined the scene in his mind: the sky was burning, the waters were churning, the volcanoes were sinking to the bottom of the sea, and the whole of Ulthuan was collapsing and sinking...

And he, in the sky, quietly watched Idoneth being born in this era.

But then, something else occurred to him.

According to legend, the Ship Burial Cemetery attracts the souls of the dead, and the corresponding Big Stomach located in the western part of Zhendan is a place that can devour, gather and reproduce life energy.

One is attracting death, the other is absorbing life.

So, does this line mean that there is some connection between the Burial Ship Cemetery and the Big Maw?

Some kind of connection... hidden by the Ancients?
Perhaps, he should really find some time to have a good talk with Matheran and talk about Matheran's brother, the Lord of Hunger, Estreh.

Thinking of this, another thinking model emerged in his mind.

Lilith could become the "Lady of the Lake" in the words of the Lords of Barto; Matheran could be called "Matheran" in the southern city-state; and Estrela could become the "Big Maw" of the ogre's faith...

Does that seem reasonable?
The external forms of gods have always been adapted to local conditions. They are like mirrors, fog, and dreams, speaking the same truth in different languages.

However, no matter what the truth is, the emergence of new tasks and new plots is a foregone conclusion. In addition to attacking the ship cemetery, he must also find time and opportunity to go to Zhendan to verify everything in person and personally uncover the curtain left by the ancient saints.

"After we get out, we will notify that...human widow killer and ask him to go back to run the forest home." Daxus said lightly.

"Human Widow Killer..." Drusala smiled and shook his head, repeating it softly.

The human widow killer was none other than the owner of the Forest House, Trancas Kundamanliye. He opened this tavern in Altdorf, ostensibly as a messenger, living in the human living area, but in fact to guard the folded space and maintain its structural stability.

As an elf, as an Einir, he was sought after by wealthy human widows in the city of Altdorf for his outstanding temperament and ageless appearance during the course of his business. It can be said that the reason why the Forest House can operate normally is almost entirely due to the financial support and "sponsorship" of that group of rich women.

After the Battle of Altdorf, when Vlad's invasion ended, Trankas closed Forest House and went to Marienburg, where he reopened a shop in the elf gathering place.

Because they judged at that time that the folded space had lost its value, they emptied all the ancient holy items in it, and in the Battle of Altdorf, they released the Haixi Wind contained in it, creating a scene that was enough to blow up the Undead Legion.

A truly big deal, a nuclear bomb.

But now...things have changed.

The new discovery of the murals makes all of this important again.

"By the way... have you seen what he looks like?" Seeing Ryan nodded, Daxus asked casually, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"I haven't seen it either." Ryan spread his hands helplessly.

"We've been friends for a long time." Daxus murmured, his tone relaxed, like a joke, but also like a sincere sigh.

After saying this, he gathered his thoughts, raised his head again, and walked towards the third mural. New clues, new mysteries, perhaps, were in it. (End of this chapter)