Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 212 62. That man, he is here!

"Everyone, put down what you're doing first, take a break and have dinner, don't drink!" Dacius returned to the conference room and said solemnly after learning about the basic situation, and left after speaking.He didn't bother to comment on Hagrid Grave's three-segment invitation tactics, nor did he bother to comment on Ferlan's cerebral palsy, because he had more important things to coordinate.

Although Dacius hasn't said the specific content yet, the Druccis knew that something was going to happen tonight when they heard that they should not drink, and it might be a sleepless night.

Soon, Dacius had a second secret meeting with Draka Nightward.

Draka's childish face did not show a smug expression because of Hagrid Grave's army, but instead reflected the quality that a Drutch Night Warden should have. His expression was unprecedentedly dignified. He realized the truth of the matter. It's not simple and the complexity involved, but he is missing some key information now.

"If there is no problem with the information and my judgment, the masked Drucci on the Nagor is Nagalia!" Dakuus said firmly.

Draka's face became more serious, he did not speak but began to think.

"Nagalia and Marus will come to assassinate me at night? In this way, Isvar will be able to inherit my position when Iswar returns with a big victory tomorrow. That's it! It was a conspiracy from the beginning!" After a while, Draka began to ask and answer by himself, and at the same time told Dacius his inferences.

"His Majesty the Witch King doesn't like the current state of the Nagor, and I don't like it either. It's time to make some changes." Dacius directly threw out his own interests.

"May I ask, Mr. Chief Executive Officer, what should Iswar do?"

"Of course I will deal with it! After all, you were seriously injured by the assassin and need to rest in bed, don't you?" Dacius said with a sullen face. In his opinion, the referee must be on the stage when things have developed to this point. This poor face has him to sing, and only his status as the Hand of the Witch King is enough.Since Draka doesn't have to die, then Iswar must die!The disciple of Slaanesh was already in his way.

One of the few legal clauses in Drutch society stipulates that anyone who tastes the forbidden fruit of Slaanesh must die!Iswar is the Valahar who has returned from victory, and the leader of the Slaanesh sect!Of course, this law does not restrict Malekith from sealing the soul of a Slaanesh demon into other bodies to exert power, nor does it prevent Morathi from persevering in exploring the secrets of Slaanesh.

"It seems that my idea of ​​a good man, Drucci, is about to collapse." Dacius couldn't help thinking jokingly, but he didn't care. In the weird political form of Drucci society, as long as his basic If there is no problem, then he can be unscrupulous.

"I will withdraw the few remaining guards to the main tower tonight, creating a feeling that the defense force is stretched." Draka looked at Dacius and said cautiously.

Dacius nodded, he knew what Draka was worried about, and he was worried that he would kill Draka in the chaos, not any serious injuries.He could understand, after all, the sorceress beside him was too strong, too strong and a supermodel.Drusala, Colonia, Alisa, and many high-level sorceresses and a large number of low-level sorceresses, there are sorceresses from the three parties of Karakarond, Naggarond, and Gorond, These forces can directly activate large-scale destruction magic without assistance.

"I need a list and a detailed map now. This city monastery must be cleaned!"

"You mean Eldir?" Draka asked curiously.

"Who else but Marus's good mother? I suspect that Eldir is connected with the cult sect in the city, and even funded and abetted by her!" It doesn’t matter if Galia contacted him. Since he needs to take the Nagor and Marus must die, then Eldir has no need to live. He understands a truth from the beginning to the end, the weeds must be eradicated!
Draka nodded and did not answer, but thought again, and after a while, his face showed an expression of enlightenment. He thought of the subtle changes in the city after Eldir came to the city. It's right with what Dacius said!
"Don't worry, since I said I won't touch you, then I won't touch you, even if you die! You have to die in Ulthuan! Not Naggaros! I, Dacius, always keep my word! "Dacius stood up when he said that, and started pacing in the room.

Draka also stood up, ready to make a decision to the Witch King's watch, but was quickly stopped by Dacius waving his hand.

"Tonight is not just the assassination of you and me. You must know that the cultists in this city have not been cleaned up. These hidden rats may be brewing a bigger conspiracy, maybe tonight! Also, let me ask, Is the base of Nightward Castle strong? I don't want to be buried in ruins."

"Safe! Absolutely safe!" Draka said firmly.

"It's time for my people to prepare for tonight with dinner. Equipment, maps and lists must be quick! Maybe they've already arrived!" Dacius looked at Draka and said threateningly again.
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Without Nagalia leading the way, Malus would have thought he was lost in the labyrinth of twists and turns. He didn't know the length of the tunnel, twisting and turning again and again in a way that could not be understood by any logic.

According to legend, these tunnels centered on Hagrid Graves, and no one knows how deep and long the tunnels are.The tunnels are home to a staggering number of vicious predators, from cold lizards to cave spiders, beasts of wit or stupidity that can use the tunnels to travel under the city without being noticed.

Nagalia was clearly well versed in the layout of the tunnels, and she seemed to be looking for something, but Malus couldn't figure it out.Now and then, at an intersection, she would stop, bow her head, and say a spell in a language Malus couldn't understand.

Eventually, the tunnel ahead led them to a dead end, at the end of which a deep pit whose bottom disappeared into the darkness of the abyss awaited.Noxious smoke rose from the dark below, making Malus cough uncontrollably.

The air above the pit was still and cold, and no sound echoed below.

Nagalia walked to the edge of the pit and gazed down.After a while she turned and waved to a servant.The subordinate stepped forward, pulled down his hood, and looked at her with admiration.She held out her hand, holding what looked like a sparkling ruby ​​or something, and she slipped the ruby ​​between the squire's lips.

"This is a gift from me, I hope you like it." Nagalia said with a smile.

"I sleep in the dark, and those who dream like this will not wake up." After saying that, the servant jumped into the deep pit directly.

There was no screaming, no sound of objects falling to the ground.

Nagalia turned around from the pit and returned the same way. The team returned to the winding tunnel. She consulted the map.After some time, the procession came to another pit, and another of her admirers accepted her gift and jumped into it.

Malus watched the ritual go on, growing more and more terrified.It wasn't until the third subordinate jumped into the deep pit that he began to feel an energy gathering in the air.He couldn't help but wonder what Nagalia was doing this for, or for whom?What does this have to do with her plan to kill the Nightwatch?
The ritual continued, one after another, the moist air in the tunnel boiling with magical energy, and Malus could feel it move like a living thing on his skin.

"Are we going to walk these cursed tunnels until the night falls? Too bad, put me in the Nightdark castle, or throw me in the pit. I really don't care which! Get me out of here !" Marus couldn't stand it anymore, and started to growl.

Instead of responding to Malus, Nagalia reached for a pile of rubble covering the side of a nearby wall and spoke a powerful word.The air rippled like water in the sound, and the pile of stones was blown out, away from her hand.

When the dust cleared, Malus saw a jagged hole in the cave wall, and some kind of room in the distance.

"We are here." Nagalia said, pointing to the entrance of the cave.

Malus stepped inside, and in the light of the witch fireball he could see that he was standing in a small, rough room.Pairs of handcuffs were evenly spaced around the walls, and near the center of the room he saw a pile of skeletal skeletons, piled between two overturned braziers.On the other side of the room, another opening hints at a larger space beyond.

A chill ran down Malus's spine as he remembered, he knew where he was now.

Nagalia walked across the room, pausing to touch the mountain of bones, before continuing into the far orgy chamber.

The vast caverns were empty, the holes where the Cairnite executioners had launched their deadly assaults had been bricked up, and many of the bodies had long since been carried away and burned.

"It took me decades to carve out this place. I secretly smuggled twenty dwarf slaves from Karond Kar to do the work. Just imagine the Sovereign and the hardships involved! "Nagalia put her hand on the curved railing of the stairs and said with a distorted expression, then turned to look at Marus and said, "That's just a building! I spent twice as much time and countless sacrifices to build in this city Established the sect of Slaanesh! All of this was resolved overnight!"

"Sister, can I take pity on you? But I was forced to participate in the sect raid on you." Marus said, staring into Nagalia's eyes.

(Mr. Lehan and the wolf, and the feud, are mentioned in a paragraph each.)
"There is no magic powerful enough to wring mercy from your cold heart," Nagalia growled angrily.

"You won't get anything from me either! I know your ambitions, Malus. I've watched you and seen how much you aspire to the position of the Nightward. But now! You will destroy your dreams with your own hands! My magic is forced on you, Malus Darkblade," Nagalia continued to growl, raising her hand as she spoke, pointing to Malus' forehead and chant, "Magic is written into your flesh And etched into your brain, go to Nightwatch Castle to complete your quest!"

Bloodlust flowed through Malus' veins like black ice, his muscles twitching with the desire to kill, propelling him ever forward, up the crooked stairs of the ruined tower, and through the dilapidated entrance chamber.He crawled halfway across the wreckage-filled room, his body shaking with strength.His limbs swelled with unnatural force, and his heart beat violently with magical vigor.With a bestial growl he lunged at the double doors of the tower, knocking them against the cobblestones of the courtyard.

Malus stumbled into the clearing, his chest heaving.He could not feel the pain of his own wounds, nor the fatigue of marching and fighting during the day.Nothing but a hunger to find and kill prey.If he stood there for too long, he would feel that urge burning like a flame in his gut, and it was now stronger.Hot steam curled from his lips as he gritted his teeth against the misty sky, and the only thing he could do now was not to howl like a bloodthirsty wolf.

Instead, Malus attempted to harness the anger he felt, turning it back on himself to resist Naggalia's magic.As the flames burning inside him grew hotter, he staggered across the rubble-filled courtyard, past a makeshift mortuary where dozens of worshipers of Slaanesh were brought and burned, It seemed that the strong smell of burning meat and spattered blood still hung in the air.

"How much do I know about goddamn magic?" Malus gritted his teeth in frustration, staring at the knife-like spire of the Nightlord Castle's main tower in the night sky.His doom was calling to him, tugging at every tendon in his body.His mind was racing, desperate to find a way out of being controlled.

Malus struggled to his feet and studied the towers of the Nightdark Castle again, which he could only access through a passage in the central keep.

The passage was empty and pitch black.

It seemed that every able-bodied Drutch who could bear a weapon had gone out to fight outside the city.Malus couldn't help admiring his sister's foresight and thoroughness in her plan, and with the swiftness and ease with which he sneaked through the otherwise heavily guarded path, he made his way into the entrance of the Valahir Tower.

There was a sense of desolation inside the tower, and as Malus climbed the twisted stairs, there was silence and echoes in the corridors and platforms.His father's retinue had left, and Isvar hadn't assembled a large retinue of his own, so there was no one in his way when he opened the gates to the keep tower of Nightwatch.

The interior of Nightwatch Castle was also extremely desolate, and the place that was heavily guarded was empty at this time. Marus wanted to know how many Druccis were in the forest outside the city at this time, cutting the throats of the soldiers of the Nagol and plundering the corpses of the dead. property.

"Rip my bones!" As Malus crossed the threshold into Nightdark, the pain was too much for him to breathe.With all his might, he forced his body forward.Gritting his teeth in pain, he couldn't help but think, death is better than being another person's killing hand!

Malus walked staggeringly, holding back his own screams, when he stopped suddenly.

In front of the statue in the courtyard, surrounded by a small group of lesser sorceresses, stood Eldir, the oldest and most powerful of Hagrid Grave's sorceresses.The icy beauty and stern gaze made the majestic statue behind her look short and misshapen in comparison.

Seeing Marus approaching, Eldir's eyes narrowed, and then she raised her head and looked in the direction of the main tower with fear. She felt that she was being watched, and she seemed to have met her death. tonight!
"Oh, that man, he's here! He's here!" Dacius said jokingly and exaggeratedly as he stood in front of the window and looked at the mother and child meeting below. Seeing the appearance of Marus, the scene was repeated at this time, and it was very similar to being condescending again.It's just that his current mentality is quite different from before. He used to be jealous, but now?

Maranul, Keweier, the three brothers and sisters of the Takaya family, and Walter laughed when they heard what Dacius said, because they had seen horses on the city wall of Krakalund like Dacus before. Ruth.

Marus seemed to feel the gaze and laughter being watched. He looked in the direction of his mother with keen eyesight. He saw a group of familiar and unfamiliar faces looking down at him. He seemed to have seen it before?Should it be on the walls of Krakalund?Or in a dream?But this time their expressions were not distorted as if they were reflected in the pool water.At this moment, the banter and disdain in their eyes is very clear!
"The reunion of mother and child under such circumstances, what a beautiful and touching moment, I couldn't help crying, we should give them some time, shouldn't we?" Dacius said in a hypocritical way, saying Sometimes I even wiped my eyes with gloves, making it look like real tears.

Dacius' surly performance did not arouse the booing of the Druccis present, but exaggerated laughter from them.

(End of this chapter)