Your war hammer is too fake

The girl turned her head and nodded slightly to Mogrim who seemed to want to say something, then she left her team openly and walked alone to the opposite nest, allowing the clan mothers, clan champions and guard bees to surround her.

"This is the Void Nail, which can penetrate the telekinetic shield effortlessly," Namtaru showed An Jiyue the spear she was holding, and then handed the Nest Clan artifact to Nadel, who looked worried. "If you try to assassinate me with this lame trap, my deputy will use it to kill you."

"Yeah, I heard it." An Jiyue nodded disapprovingly. In the fortress behind the Jiedushi, the speed of the spiritual energy flow in the mind engine suddenly increased.

After taking a deep look at this fearless surface man, Namtaru probed her thoughts into the memory matrix.

The next moment, the leader of the Nest Clan saw the darkest side of this world.

Chapter 360 Warning (Part 2)

Namtaru saw the truth, the reality hidden behind the veil.

The arrival of the Ancient Saints and their deeds on this planet were no secret to the ancient races like the Nest Clan whose heritage had never been cut off. However, Namtaru, who had consulted all the memory glands left over from the ancient times, only knew some first-person perspective information, and this information was not complete due to the passage of time.

The information that An Jiyue put in the memory matrix tells the story of the arrival of the Ancient Saint and his final escape, and also explains what the universe is. The Nest Clan Overlord browsed this information from a third-party perspective. She knew that the portals of the Ancient Saint were everywhere during the heyday of the Lizardmen, so that the temple cities did not need to use conventional means of transportation at all - these young monks from Putuo Temple were all folding everywhere at that time.

But Namtaru did not understand the universe. The Nest Clan was a semi-underground creature similar to the dwarves, and had never been interested in the sky or anything higher than the sky; instead, some incomplete holographic memories mentioned that the Faceless Ones seemed to have always wanted to explore that mysterious realm, and had taken action for this purpose, for unknown reasons.

In any case, the boundless universe made the country bug who "saw" this scene for the first time feel a shock from the soul. Is this what the gloomy slave owners have been pursuing? It turns out that our world is actually an unimaginably huge sphere, and those damned ancient saints are from other spheres in the universe?

After calming down, Namtaru regained her composure with the self-control of a psychic master. She repeatedly watched the popular science section about the universe several times. After all, the flow of time in the spiritual realm is much slower than that in the material world. The master of the nest tribe was like a gourmet who had tasted a rare delicacy, savoring the profound nothingness over and over again. Finally, Namtaru forced herself to skip this part and started watching the part of the information that was specially marked with a big red cross.

After the shock came the horror. When Namtaru started watching this part, she finally understood why An Jiyue refused to let Nader do it for her: the truth was so dark that just knowing it was a bad fate.

An Jiyue briefly introduced the four evil gods of the subspace and several secondary evil gods, including their common honorific titles, references, and their general abilities and characteristics. When Namtaru began to read this information with his mind, even though he was underground, the Overlord of the Nest could feel four pairs of eyes falling on him.

That was a weight that Nadel, whose soul had been severely wounded, could not bear. Red, blue, green, and purple, four different colors gathered from all directions, whispering various promises to Namtaru, trying to persuade the master to kneel down to them:

Red promised the Overlord an invincible army. As long as Namtaru nodded, every individual of the Hive would be enhanced to an incredible degree under his blessing. Of course, the Hive must repay this gift with endless slaughter.

Blue promised the Overlord endless knowledge and mysteries, and if Namtaru was willing, she would also teach the true meaning of magic. Blue persuaded the Overlord to let go of the past grievances between the two sides and embrace true wisdom wholeheartedly.

Purple promised the Lord the ultimate joy and pleasure. It showed Namtaru all kinds of pleasures that the Lord did not understand, and used the sweetest voice in the world to describe the sensory stimulations that were beyond the limits of mortal imagination.

Finally, it is green. Endless love enveloped the soul of Namtaru, who was undoubtedly the most passionate of the four evil gods, and he also saw the only weakness in the indestructible mind of the Overlord, her little daughter Mikne.

Namtaru scornfully rejected red, blue, and purple, but hesitated when faced with green. In the bloody battle that freed her from her seal, Mikne, the youngest of the Dominate, the only one of her daughters who did not betray her and remained loyal to her mother until death, died on the battlefield before her mother was freed (see Chapter 98).

The green evil god promised Namtaru that as long as she offered her loyalty, the merciful grandfather god would resurrect her daughter. Under his divine power, Mikne would accompany Namtaru forever...

...Namtaru would have almost agreed if it weren't for the silver light that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

[No!!] The green evil god cried, his voice rumbling like thunder. [Killer Whale God, you can't do this!]

[My name is An Jiyue, I have a name and a surname.] Another cold voice said. [Don't call me the killer whale god anymore.]

A cold moon appeared in Namtaru's soul world, releasing endless silver light to force back the green evil god. Upon seeing the newcomer, the blue one immediately retreated without hesitation, even faster than the purple one, which was known for its swiftness. The only strange thing was the red one. For some reason, upon seeing the cold moon, the red evil god was confused for a moment, then tried to rush over in ecstasy, but was slapped away by the silver moon with extreme disgust.

The Great Whirlpool is still alive after all, and this is an underground world where the wind of magic is extremely thin. The four evil gods were repelled by the silver light, and then Namtaru came back to her senses from the spiritual realm and returned to the material world.

"...Master?" Nadel looked at her with a worried look on her face: "You don't look well."

"I'm fine," Namtaru lied casually, "I..." She twitched the corner of her mouth, wiped her forehead with her right hand, and when she put it down, the back of her hand was covered with cold sweat.

The leader of the Nest Clan cast his eyes towards An Jiyue, who looked back at him calmly. "Anything to drink?" Namtaru's eight spider legs relaxed at the same time, leaving the leader sitting on the ground. "I want something strong."

Facing the inquiring look from Mogrim, An Jiyue nodded slightly. A moment later, a recaster brought a large barrel of dwarven stout, which was the favorite wine of the upper nodes of the Nest Clan in previous bilateral trades.

As soon as the barrel landed on the ground, Namtaru used telekinesis to pull it over, raised her head and snorted. After drinking a third of the cold wine in one breath, the Overlord put down the huge barrel that was almost big enough to fit an adult dwarf, and just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help but burp: "Burp~"

This burp broke the tense atmosphere between the two sides, at least Mogrim relaxed visibly. Namtaru herself didn't care about it. She lowered her head and said to An Jiyue, "Thank you."

The upper nodes of the Nest Clan who came with Namtaru all showed horrified expressions as if they had seen a ghost when they heard this.

"You're welcome. Their corruption is pervasive, and I can't be there every time," the governor said, "That's why we ask you not to set foot on the surface world, and we can't explain why. I was in the Dragon Islands, oh, that's a remote stronghold of lizardmen, and my colleagues attacked there and learned some terrible truths. Your resistance to their corruption is extremely low, this is the conclusion of the ancient saints' research."

"So the Ancient Saints sent the lizard monsters to slaughter my ancestors," Namtaru said, taking the Nail of Nothingness from Nadel's hand. "From the beginning, those damn outsiders knew this would happen."

The Nest Overlord waved his empty left hand, and the upper nodes and guard bees surrounding the Jiedushi immediately dispersed. However, An Jiyue did not go back, but stood in front of Namtaru: "You can use all means to verify the authenticity of what I told you. Namtaru, I just hope you can bear the consequences."

"Is there no way?" The Lord asked, "My people and I will never give up revenge."

"No," the Jiedushi shook his head. "Well, I have conveyed everything I wanted to convey. Our trade will continue until there is clear evidence that you have violated the terms of the agreement."

With that, An Jiyue turned around and returned to her own team. When she sat down in her seat, Namtaru looked at Atum, who had been staring at her from the beginning, and Susaib standing behind Atum: "One last question. What is this thing? I have never seen such a...'special' creature."

"Calling someone 'thing' when you first meet?!" As the priest king of Ka-Sabai, Atum could understand Kazarid, so the big skeleton jumped up from his seat: "Ancient Tomb Road, grand..."

An Jiyue casually threw a low-power version of the mind-piercing attack at Atum, causing the sky-blue magic light in the eyes of the priest king to flicker. He staggered back to his seat. "Undead, to put it simply, are dead people who can move, talk, and think," the governor replied, "This guy has actually been dead for more than three thousand years."

Namtaru's breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Don't even think about it," An Jiyue didn't know Namtaru's past, but she overheard a kind father's promise to Namtaru, "Becoming a dead spirit is tragic... Unless you are sure there is no way to revive your daughter, I don't recommend you do this. Besides, the dead spirits of Nehekhara are special, and their secret arts may not work on your daughter."

"Hope is more precious than the finest biomass," the Overlord said. "Thank you for your honesty, 'An Jiyue.'" She pronounced the Jiedushi's name with some difficulty. "Our agreement will be observed."

An Jiyue didn't say anything, just nodded.

……

The meeting ended and both parties went home.

The Overmind Guards guarded their master and walked slowly in the ancient passage left by the Riftworms. Not long after they walked, Namtaru suddenly stopped, and the other nests followed suit and braked.

"Nadel," the Overlord called to his most trusted deputy, "Go to the colony immediately, go in person. Also, bring my guards with you. Remember, if an incomprehensible abnormality occurs in the colony... destroy it, and don't leave even a drop of biomass behind."

“…Yes, Master.”

The author says:

Author's words: I can't bear it anymore... I'm going to the emergency room to get an IV drip.

Chapter 361 I pledge my allegiance to you

In Plateau Castle, in a remote warehouse.

"All the spoils obtained in that battle are here," Ragnar Barelson stretched out his right hand and pointed with his index finger as thick as a carrot at the weapons, armor, flags and other miscellaneous items that the dwarves had sorted and stored. "The equipment of those smart trolls is placed at the innermost part, and the rune blacksmith has sealed it. The long-bearded lords all agreed that those trolls must have used some evil witchcraft to become so smart. In order to prevent these dangerous magic tricks from endangering our people..."

The dwarf prince was still muttering, and An Jiyue had already walked into the depths of the warehouse. Ragnar and Delgem, who insisted on following him, hurried to catch up. The latter stared at the spoils warily while holding the rune amulet he forged himself tightly in his hand: "You shouldn't put yourself in danger, lady. We don't understand the tricks of those ancient races."

The governor looked back at the Rune Lord helplessly, and explained for the nth time: "Although the Seers use the bodies of trolls, the souls inside are Faceless Men. Their equipment does not have any potential risks. It is simply a set of alloy armor with excellent craftsmanship."

Deljim Forgefire, the Rune Lord of Plateau Fort, widened his eyes: "Gronni's curly beard, putting the soul of another creature into the body of a troll, isn't this weird enough?!"

An Jiyue was too lazy to bother with the old man. Amid the endless chatter of the Rune Lord, the three of them soon reached the deepest part of the warehouse, which was converted from a hollowed-out mine, far away from the main city. After the main battle with the Faceless Ones, the dwarves cleaned up the battlefield carefully, mainly recovering the remains of the Mind Engine. Other things were just brought back by chance. Among them, the Unseeing Ones were stripped clean.

Through analysis of the spoils, the dwarves discovered that the equipment used by the cavemen soldiers was as good as the dwarves' work. As for the weapons and armor used by the invisible, even by the dwarves' standards, they were masterpieces. This discovery made the dwarves quite unhappy. It was hard for the sons of the mountain to accept that a group of underground barbarians could rival them in forging skills... Of course, although they were unhappy, this did not stop the dwarves from storing all the recovered equipment and preparing to keep it for later study.

To date, one third of these stocks have been consumed, either taken away by runesmiths for research and then wasted, or used by engineering masters to test the power of weapons. However, no one touched the equipment of the Unseeers, as the dwarves did not want to touch these things at all.

"So," An Jiyue said, "this is Dorzer's equipment?"

"My lady, if you mean the troll champion you killed, yes," Ragnar answered, "only its helmet was dented..."

"I smashed it myself, using your father's [Furnace Master]," An Jiyue said, waving her hand. A dent was made on the front of the helmet, and a little blood was still visible on the edge. The helmet flew in front of the girl. "I took it away, but I can't guarantee that I can return it. Goodbye, both of you."

……

Southland Rainforest, Kosi-Ota.

Ten thousand troops of the King's Court of Cruel Wood arrived at the ruins of the temple city two days ago. Under the watchful eyes of the Faceless Men, the Kaldorei entered the city from another direction and set up camp a mile away from the area occupied by the Faceless Men, neither attacking nor retreating, and not even trying to surround the Faceless Men's territory.

The Faceless Ones were nervous about this, but they didn't know what to do. When they were still in the underground world, the only way for the Faceless Ones to communicate with the Nest Clan was through war. "Diplomacy" was a word that was too far away for the Faceless Ones. After much deliberation, the Faceless Ones decided to send scouts to find out the truth first.

Of course, even if there are scouts in this world who can fight against rangers, such troops will definitely not appear here. The ratman scouts, wearing light leather armor tanned from cold lizard skin and equipped with a mixture of scimitars, blowguns and crossbows, were defeated in the confrontation between scouts. The Faceless Men lost dozens of ratman scouts that they had trained with great difficulty, and the only gain was to confirm that these outsiders were not here to fight... probably.

Since the day the Kaldorei army entered the Faceless's daily patrol area, the Faceless have been on high alert. The walls are crowded with fully armed rats all day long. Every three meters there are two large boxes side by side, one of which contains a powerful crossbow and the other contains bundles of crossbow arrows. As for the stringer, it is carried by the crossbowman.

The option of actively fighting did not exist from the beginning. After the three-way chaos with the Plague Clan and the Savage Orcs, the Faceless Men's available military strength has not been restored due to various factors. Although the stolen female rats regularly gave birth to a large number of pups under careful care, the potion used to catalyze the rapid development and maturity of the newborn ratmen has run out... No matter how fast the ratmen grow, they will never reach the level of the lower nodes of the Nest Clan.

In addition, when the Faceless Men fled, they did not bring many finished iron ingots from the underground world. As early as when they first settled down, the Faceless Men organized people to search for usable iron ore, but unfortunately they have found nothing so far. Instead, they found gold mines and obsidian veins. Obsidian in the Warhammer world is a good weapon material, but the Faceless Men do not have the corresponding processing technology, which is the specialty of the Lizardmen.

Due to various factors, the Faceless Men now have only a little over 2,000 troops. Even without considering the huge gap in individual soldier quality between the Skaven and the Elves, they cannot win with a five-fold disadvantage in strength.

The only thing the Faceless Man could do was to wait. It was both waiting for the verdict of fate and waiting for the enemy to take action first. Fortunately, this torment did not last long. Two days later, the Swift Frigate appeared over Kosota.

Then, the Kaldorei sent a man who could speak Khazarid language, who, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of rats behind the wall, loudly invited the supreme leader of the Faceless Men to meet with their own leader.

Jilan Soul Blade accepted the invitation, even though every member of the tribe tried to dissuade him from attending. The gate of the wall slowly rose, and the only remaining spiritual master of the Faceless Clan led a team of Storm Rats who were purely there to make up the scene out of the wall. The initiator of this meeting had been waiting for a long time.

"Nice to meet you... Oh, maybe not the first time? Anyway," An Jiyue maintained a proper smile, "Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, I am An Jiyue."

Jilan stared at the seemingly human-like being in front of him, and every nerve in his body was as tense as a tight crossbow string. [Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, I am Jilan Soul Blade.] It imitated An Jiyue and "spoke" with the voice of the soul.

An Jiyue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. In the somewhat puzzled look of the Master of the Soul, the Jiedushi stopped laughing: "I hate cumbersome diplomatic rhetoric, so I will get straight to the point. I have also heard about your current living conditions and the difficulties you are facing. The era of the Faceless Ones is over, as early as the moment you were forced to flee to the underground world. Now, it's time to try a new way of life."

As she spoke, An Jiyue turned her head and nodded slightly to Jin Zhifan. The deputy captain then opened a box that had been placed at her feet from the beginning and handed the contents to An Jiyue.

The moment he saw clearly what it was, Kiran's breathing suddenly became heavy.

"Jilan," An Jiyue spoke at the right time, "give me an answer. Do you want to avenge Dorze, or be loyal to me?" After that, An Jiyue threw Dorze's helmet in front of Jilan.

The Master of the Mind lowered his suspension height, letting the ends of his tentacles touch the ground. He used his own hands, not telekinesis, to pick up the helmet that his mentor had used before he died. Past scenes flashed through Jilan's mind: Dorze's careful teaching when he was young, the gift Dorze had prepared for him on his birthday, and Dorze's announcement to his tribe members when he became an adult that the Faceless Ones had grown stronger... Finally, the Master of the Mind's memories were fixed on the back of Dorze, who was still a Faceless One, as he prepared to seal Namtaru.

[In that case, there is only one answer.] Jilan laughed, and laughed crazily. He used telekinesis to pinch the mentor's helmet and ruthlessly tore it in half. [I will be loyal to you!]

An Jiyue also laughed, and her body shook with laughter, and she couldn't even straighten her back.

"So the Faceless Man is really interesting!" As he spoke, An Jiuyue summoned the Holy Book of War with his mind and turned to a certain page.

The next moment, Kiran heard a voice that came directly from the soul, asking it if it was willing to hand over its soul.

And it chose "yes".

The author says:

Author's words: I was wrong... I shouldn't have done that... Although the problem of stones didn't get worse, I got some other diseases. I lay down from 22:6 on the 23nd to 16: on the rd. I got up a few times during that time, but each time I couldn't stand it for less than an hour and lay down again. Finally, I had no choice but to go to the county hospital with better conditions. I had to take an IV drip and take medicine to lower my body temperature.

I have to go check my liver function today.

Chapter 362 A rare break

In the south, the king’s court was made of wood and the salt and wind were in power.

"In this way, the two things we came to the South for are now done," An Jiyue said as she leaned back into the beach chair. She gently lifted her right leg and crossed her legs, which perfectly combined plumpness and straightness. "Wow~ This place is really nice. The climate is not as dry as I imagined. I just don't know how the seafood here is."

The Anxi Army Jiedushi was wearing a simple black bikini and a pair of brown sunglasses on her forehead, but she didn't put them down. Of course, these things that didn't fit the world background all came from the magical entertainment pool.

"Well," Morgan, who was lying on another beach chair nearby, pulled the scarf around her waist uncomfortably, "Are you really not embarrassed? Even if I cleared the area in advance..."

"Hey, are you blushing?" An Jiyue deliberately imitated Brother Jie's tone and teased: "After all, isn't this outfit I'm wearing given to me by you? You, a mere pure virgin elf, want to control me?"

Hearing this, Morgan couldn't help but roll his eyes at An Jiyue: "You talk as if you're not a virgin!"

"The dog leader is only a virgin physically," Atum said immediately after removing all the gold ornaments and bandages from the third beach chair, revealing the horrifying mummy appearance underneath. "She is no longer a virgin mentally."

"Tsk..."

After taking in the remnants of the Faceless Men as dogs, An Jiyue's first priority was to settle these new captives: the Faceless Men had to start another big move, but this time, they would be escorted by tens of thousands of Kaldorei troops on their migration.

The Faceless Ones and their valuable possessions, both material and spiritual, will be temporarily placed in the Forest Territory. When the roots of the Second Generation of the Oak of Time spread to the Dragon Islands, Morgan will arrange for someone to use the roots to teleport all the Faceless Ones to the Dragon Islands. The environment there is closed, which is particularly suitable for hiding something.

As for the rat slaves that the Faceless Man had accumulated during this period, their job was to work as coolies and transport the Faceless Man's belongings to the Forest Territory. When this task was completed, Morgan would receive an extra point income.

The same treatment will be applied to those Storm Rats that have already been educated, without any exceptions.

While the soldiers were still struggling through the tropical rain forest, the three leaders took the Swift back to Tal-Huan-er. Originally, the Swift was going to Ka-Sabai to send Atum and his personal champion home, and then it would go straight to Jingning at full speed - another group of ships would be responsible for sending Yuan Bo's men there.

Just as An Jiyue was about to leave, Morgan suddenly asked if they wanted to take a day off? In fact, it was Xiao Yiyue who proposed this matter, and Morgan was only responsible for providing a place to relax and other things.

[Administrator #Xiao Yiyue: How long have you not rested? Do you really think you are a robot without blood and tears? Aren't you really tired of calculating so many things all day long? ]

If that were all, An Jiyue would be grateful but would not accept the kindness of her group members. It was actually the Evergreen King who really convinced the Jiedushi. The latter told the former that she could control the growth direction of the roots of the second generation of the Era Oak to a certain extent. In fact, in addition to a limited small-scale expansion around the Linyin Territory, this magical plant, which is growing stronger every day, is focusing on extending its roots towards the Old World. At present, the farthest root is almost touching the Badlands.

The first batch of moonstones will be produced soon. Morgan has prepared three for each of the existing group members, although some of them will not be able to use them for the time being. When the time comes, we only need to land the Swift on the ground and then use the roots to teleport the entire ship to the badlands, which will save just over a day of travel.

So An Jiyue agreed to take a day off. She had planned to stay in a quiet place like a library in the new city of Tal Jiner for a day to read a book and drink tea. But Morgan told her mysteriously that she had something good there, and insisted that An Jiyue go with her alone. The governor followed the King of Evergreen with a puzzled look on his face to a room that was obviously not used often. As soon as he walked in, he saw five sets of swimsuits that were obviously made of modern technology...

According to Morgan herself, she recently won a "beach set" when she was drawing in the entertainment pool. It includes five women's swimsuits and five men's swimming trunks, as well as beach chairs, parasols, small tables, and some miscellaneous items such as sunscreen.

"How can Didi not wear a swimsuit?" Morgan said, picking up one of the black bikinis and slowly approaching An Jiuyue, with malicious intent and an expression of "I'm going to cause trouble!" written all over his face.

"Not bad." Unfortunately, contrary to Morgan's expectations, An Jiyue looked at her with a subtle expression at first, then calmly took the swimsuit and tried it on herself, "Since you recommended it, I'll wear it."

After a pause, the beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes asked, "So, which one are you going to wear?"

...The above conversation took place three hours ago. A certain Kaldorei tried to control a certain Zhendan man, but not only did he fail, he was controlled in return.

Under An Jiyue's half-smiley gaze, Morgan finally chose the one with the largest coverage among the five swimsuits, a one-piece swimsuit that barely exposed her chest, and yet she still had to tie a silk scarf around her waist.

After choosing their swimsuits, the three Lords of the Holy Scriptures teleported through their roots and ran to the Salt Wind Territory, which was undergoing a massive construction. Yes, Atum was here too, and he wore a pair of swimming trunks. After all, he was a mummy, not pure bones, so he still had to cover himself up.