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Chapter 214 64 The Burning Hagrid Grave
Chapter 214 64. The Burning Hagrid Grave
Eldir looked at the sorceresses of Dacius, her face was distorted with anger, and after she saw Colonia, she knew that the prophecy on Marus had been influenced by Dacius, which surprised her What's more, this influence was deeper than she imagined, and she was about to open her mouth to say something.
"Be quiet! Old woman, the merciful Hand of the Witch King has given you enough time just now! Otherwise, do you think you will be able to say goodbye to your son?" Drusala coldly interrupted El Dill opened her mouth to speak, and as her words fell, the air was suddenly filled with surging magical energy.
Eldir, who was almost exhausted, couldn't resist the impact of magic, and was blown backward by an invisible wind. Such strong magical energy caused her body to burst into flames upon contact.Her screams were lost in the howling wind, and when she hit the ground, only charred bones remained.
Marus, who was still running towards the minaret of Nagalia, seemed to have sensed something suddenly. He saw the charred bones falling in the night sky. He guessed what, but he turned his head and ran faster without thinking.
"Obviously my brother's arrangement has made some mistakes. It seems that we are not needed here at all." Colonia sneered and joked.
"But we have to follow his arrangement, don't we?" Drusala replied with a smile.
When Dacius was not present, the sorceresses were somewhat tense again, but they didn't affect the business and then quickly returned to the portal after talking a few words.
The rampage of worms on the ground is more obvious, heat waves rise from the paving stones, and the earth rolls without warning.Toxic steam spewed from the cracks in the ground, and above the tormented groans of the earth, there was a whistling sound in the air, as if a whirlwind was forming.The sky to the horizon was a deep blood red as more and more buildings were ablaze.
"Master, the anchor point is disturbed by the powerful and disorderly wind of magic." The high-ranking sorceress of the Hell's Calamity family kept chanting powerful words, but after trying for a while, the portal still didn't open. She said with some self-blame and panic.
"It's okay, don't be nervous, come closer!" Dacius didn't embarrass the high-ranking sorceress who was the maid beside the patriarch, but nodded and ordered with a snap of his fingers.
After finishing speaking, Dacius turned his head to look at the scene outside. At this time, his face was a little solemn, but he didn't think he had played too far. Hagrid Grave needed to be transformed, cleaned, and reborn!Instead of being cooked to nine maturity in the Asuryan sacred fire like spicy chicken shreds, and then ran out by himself, making it not awkward, and now he thinks the fire seems to be strong enough?He needs to add fuel to the flames appropriately.
Soon, the sorceresses headed by Drusala and Colonia returned. Dacius didn't say anything. He knew that these sorceresses had finished their work. He looked at the sorceresses and faced the family. He shook his head in the direction of the high-ranking sorceress, and soon the sorceresses stepped forward to help chant the spell.
And what about Alyssa?She is watching!Her skills and direction of expertise are not suitable for manipulating these things, but are better at being a senior battle mage.According to the DND rules, she now has silent and fast casting skills. (I also forgot the rules)
Not far from the Nagalia spire, the entire courtyard swelled in front of Marus, and he, a male Durucci who was not good at magic, could feel the magic fluctuations there, as if something was about to come out of it.
Marus picked up his speed, and a wave of furnace-like heat from behind bounced him out, as if he had been kicked hard by something.He watched in horror as a mass of fiery flesh larger than the Cold One heaved behind him like a sea serpent in a sea of rocks.
The worm sank almost as fast as it emerged, quickly disappearing in a cloud of noxious vapor.Marus saw neither the head nor the tail of the worm, but he thanked the Mother of Night for her blessing. If he had been a few steps slower just now, he would have been melted into ashes.
Malus, who had spent half the night running around the ruined courtyard of Nightward Castle, finally reached his sister's almost-destroyed tower.He marveled at the devastation that had taken place around him, the spire of the half-molten structure still standing, but then he realized that if Nagalia was inside, she would have taken precautions to ensure her own survival.
As an old Drucci proverb goes, the dead shall gain nothing, and vengeance is for the living.
Malus came to the open door and stopped, feeling the waves of magic on his skin, Zakhan lying dormant in his chest, the Chaos Daemon sucked away by his mother and sister's spell Most of the vitality, so he knew Zakhan's strength could not be counted on.His armor was in tatters, hanging loosely from his weather-beaten kaitan.He peeled off the remaining pieces, since the armor was more likely to impede his movement.
Only now did Malus begin to feel the slow black tide of pain and weariness washing over him.If he doesn't act soon, I'm afraid he won't be able to act at all.
Suddenly, a dark force drove Marus to turn his head. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a portal appearing from the magic wave not far away just now. A Durucci in gorgeous armor was holding a strange His halberd rushed out, and then a large number of well-equipped Drucci began to appear from the portal, rushing towards him.He didn't hesitate, knowing that there was no way for him to retreat now but into the steeple.
When a worm broke through the ground again, the ground trembled and moaned, and the air was filled with the hiss of melting stones. Dacius, who was the last to walk out of the portal, heard this terrible sound and stopped in his tracks. observe.
"My Old Sage!" Walter, who was limping in armor and holding a hammer shield, exclaimed when he saw the wriggling worms in front of him.
"Over there!" Kewell said, pointing to a place that could pass through intact for the time being.
As soon as Kewell's words fell, his sister began to chant spells, and a solid and illusory bridge appeared in front of him. His sister turned her head and smiled at him, and he also smiled at his sister , and soon the Duruccis began to pass.
As Marus expected, the entrance room was empty.He began to climb the stairs, into the darkness.
Soon, Dacius' followers also rushed in.
As he climbed the spiral staircase, Malus saw the darkness tinged with a faint blue light, and in the chorus he heard six voices singing wildly, weaving powerful words into one continuous incantation. With the sound of fast climbing footsteps, he knew that the Witch King's Hand had entered.After a few more turns, the light grew brighter, and he saw Nagalia's magic unfold in a terrifying way.
Najalia stood in the center of the great sigil, the rune grooves carved into the floor bubbling with blue light of magical power.She holds a fake soul dagger in her hand, and an octagonal medal and an idol of Kurkus at her feet.How these magic items fit into her magical principles, Malus could not guess, nor did he want to understand.
There is also a larger circle where Nagalia stands, and her six worshipers are scattered around her.With their backs to Naggalia, they raised their hands grimly and chanted.
The hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Flanes rushed to the front, standing there with his halberd raised, facing Marus who was looking at him.
Dacius, who had already stepped up, glanced at Marus, and then looked at Nagalia and her admirers. The admirers fell into a trance with the singing, and tried their best to maintain the uncontrollable strength.
"What are you still doing in a daze!?" Dacius said to Durucci beside him, and at the same time, he also told Marus.
As soon as Dacius finished speaking, the sorceresses began to say powerful words and wave gestures.
At this moment, Malus was already running with all his strength, rushing towards the admirer who was closest to him.At the last moment, when the worshiper realized his danger, the worshiper's eyes widened, and when he was about to swing the long sword at the worshiper's head, the worshiper's chanting voice became instantly out of tune and became piercing scream.
But faster than Malus' longsword is Alyssa, without spells, without gestures.A fiery amber spear appeared out of thin air, piercing through the chest of the screaming worshiper. The amber spear did not disappear, but circled an astonishing arc, and then pierced through the second worshiper who had no time to react, the third the first, the fourth, and the sixth.The amber spear did not disappear, but raised its direction, and then disappeared after drawing a few graceful arcs in the air.
The singing stopped abruptly, as if someone pressed the pause button.
Dacius looked at this gorgeous magic. It has been several years since he came here, and every time he saw Alyssa casting the Amber Spear, it was pleasing to the eye and a new look.But he didn't marvel, nor did he praise Alyssa's brilliance. At this moment, so many sorceresses are here, isn't this invisibly looking for trouble for Alyssa?
Marus was stunned there, he didn't know whether to chop off the long sword held in mid-air or what, he was thinking about what to do at this time?Do you want to go back?
But soon, Nagalia broke Malus' embarrassment. As her admirers stopped singing, she noticed the changes around her. She wanted to turn around to see who the admirers were focusing on. When she Seeing Marus standing not far from her, the tone of her singing, surrounded by magic, changed from anger to shock, and soon she saw the Duruccis standing there with a look of fun , her tone changed from shock to fear.
"Hello, sister, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Marus held a long sword in one hand, and waved a friendly greeting to Nagalia with the other hand.
With the end of the chanting, the steeple shook violently, and Nagalia, who was in fear, staggered and fell to the ground without standing still.
Malus's body also began to stagger along with the shaking, but he forced his battered body to continue working. He staggered on the longsword and tried to stand still, and then he rushed to Nagalia with the last of his strength.No matter what happens in a while, he has to get those magic items in his hands first.He threw himself on Nagalia, who was struggling to stand up, and this half-sister with whom he had had a fishing-water affair was thrown to the ground by him.
"Unseemly! Disgraceful!" Dacius, who had just stood firm, looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help thinking to himself.
The Druccis beside Dacius hissed in a low voice, but none of them disturbed the frolicking between the siblings. A few subordinates crowded on the stairs wanted to climb up to watch the fun, But because Dacius was standing there, he quickly stopped moving.
Nagalia writhed under Malus like a snake, and in desperation she thrust the fake soul dagger into Malus' chest.
"Sister, don't you know that this soul dagger is fake? Have you held it for so long and haven't used it yet?" Marus screamed exaggeratedly, his face was full of pain, but soon the pain The expression turned into a joke, and then he said, and after he finished speaking, he swung his fists heavily on Nagalia's face.
The Duluchi who were watching the fun finally couldn't stand it anymore, and began to boo violently and piercingly, even Dacius was among them.
Nagalia screamed in pain, and soon a magical shock wave appeared out of thin air, and the thunderous force threw Malus who was riding on her into the air.
Marus fell on the worshiper's body, and the fake soul dagger on his chest was inserted into the chest that Alyssa had pierced with the amber spear before.
"My Old Sage! Is this okay too?" Dacius, who was watching the excitement, watched this scene dumbfounded, and he finally couldn't collapse this time.
At this moment, Marus was in severe pain all over his body. He struggled to support his body, holding the fake soul dagger with one hand, and his fingers were covered with dark pus instead of blood.He was horrified to see Nagalia slowly crawling to her feet, black matter bubbling from the holes in her black robe.
Howling in rage and pain, Nagalia hurled a ghostly black dart in Malus' direction.The magic that had just been condensed into shape failed and turned into nothingness.
The sorceresses who had been watching the excitement before countered the magic.
"Hey! Hey! Do you really think we don't exist?" It was Kewell's sister who said it.
Colonia was not present this time. After all, it was a bit inconvenient, and it might affect Dacius' plan in the future.
Nagalia fell to her knees, and under the watchful eyes of the Duruccis present, the shadow covering her face disappeared.
Malus found himself looking into eyes too dark to let go, and Nagalia's face was as angular and fierce as his father's, but now a pale gray.A thick network of black veins covered Nagalia's cheeks and throat, and an indescribable symbol with a little 6 appeared on Nagalia's forehead.His heart was cold with fear, and his sister was no longer just a Drucci.
Nagalia became a Chaos Daemon, and she was gifted by Slaanesh.
"I want to thank you, dear brother. If it weren't for you, I would never have received this terrible glory. He has given me strength beyond imagination, He has given me this world, and let me burn in His name." Calia tried to laugh, a purple trickle ran down her chin, and she said with a sneer when she finished laughing.
As Daxus expected, he suddenly frowned, and turned to look at Drusala who was also frowning.
Drusala understood Dacius' meaning and began to chant the spell silently.
"You didn't scare me! Despite your power, your plan failed! The city will be rebuilt. I am not a warlock, but even I know that your power is not accepted by the Drucci society. Tolerated." Malus stared at his half-sister, suppressing a shiver of fear.Although he was very scared, he still managed to make his tone sound contemptuous, and kept taking small steps back when he said it. He thought that although Drucci behind him was not being kind, he was still Drucci after all, better than he used to be. Sister is strong.
"Brother, you little fool, everything is going according to plan, and the only loser here is you!" To Marus' surprise, Nagalia smiled, her dark purple eyes gleaming with hatred. shine.Then she straightened up, stared haughtily at all the Drucci present, and continued, "Hide in this pile of rocks, or escape to the end of the world, if you want. I will find you when the time comes. Zakhan will Bow before me, the end of the world will come! And you, the so-called Hand of the Witch King! Your soul, which the Lord desires, will be yours sooner or later!"
Nagalia put her pus-stained hand on the wound after she finished speaking harshly, and said a terrible word.Shadows congealed from the air and enveloped her.
"Stop her!" The high-ranking sorceress of the Hell's Calamity family screamed sharply, and the magic energy in her hands was still growing.
When the shadow disappeared, so did Nagalia.
Dacius shrugged, but the result was not beyond his expectations. Although he was not a sorcerer, he thought that this should be a magic or mechanism with higher rules.
Kill Nagalia directly without waiting for her to speak harshly?Forget it, she's already like this, and she also did a little favor for Dacius.And her fate should not end here, but in the north!
Marus didn't go to get the two magic items, but turned his head to look at Dacius, the hand of the Witch King who was as old as him.
The subordinates aimed their weapons at the dying Marus, waiting for Daxus' order.
"It's been a long time since I met you." Dacius came out and looked directly into Marus's eyes. At this time, Marus's life and death were all in his mind. To this legendary figure, pity?fear?Pitiful?admire?Or some other emotion?He couldn't speak at this time.Heroes cherish heroes?But pull it down, what kind of heroes are he and Marus?Perhaps his name predestined him not to be a so-called hero, besides how tiring life of a hero is.
(It seems that there are still many readers who don't understand the meaning of the protagonist's name, Dark, dark, us-us, male)
Marus stared directly at Dacius, and he saw why Drucci, who was the same age as him, became the Hand of the Witch King under the Witch King and above Wanqi. The legendary Alandrian?He thought of his own situation again. Under this strong contrast, he was a little unwilling and jealous, but he couldn't show it. After all, Dacius now decides his life and death. He is not confident enough to kill him in his current situation. The Du Luqi in front of him ran out, thinking of this, he began to think about how to get Dacius to agree with him to leave.
"Let's go! Marus, take those two magic items, let's go! I think your mother has guided you, go to meet your destiny! Of course, you can also keep the fake soul dagger as a souvenir. "After a while, Dacius said slowly. He didn't say anything mocking, and he didn't slap his face. He found that he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to say it. It seemed that he had already left this low-level interest, and moved towards a more advanced interest, such as rights?
Now that Nagalia is gone, there is no point in Malus dying here, and the story and fun will end in the north, after all, who is waiting for him there.
"Are you willing to let me go? Why?" Marus said in shock. He couldn't understand why Dacius let him go.
"For fate!" Dacius looked at Marus and said firmly.
"my mother?"
"She has ushered in her destiny!"
"This fake soul dagger?" Marus pulled out the soul dagger from his chest, holding it in his hand and questioning.
"I let it go! The real soul dagger is in the hands of Morass, your mother should have told you. You can figure out a way for yourself, but I want to tell you the good news. In the active volcano in the Ridge Mountains." Dacus wanted to say this, but he gave up the idea again, after all, he was too amazing, and there were many people who experienced it at that time behind him.
"Mother of the night! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out before I change my mind! By the way, in exchange for letting you go, you keep your Hadrica and lend it to me, anyway It's useless for you to keep it." Dacius said with distaste at the same time, he clenched his right fist and stretched out his thumb to point behind him.
Marus didn't even have the strength to stare at Dacius, he let out a sigh of relief, he didn't think Dacius would play with him at this time.After a day of tossing, he is exhausted physically and mentally, and now he just wants to get out of here.Maybe Nagalia was right, the only loser here was himself.
"Give him a little healing with magic, and I won't die in a second." Just as Marus lowered his head to pick up the magic item, Dacius waved his hand and said.
After being healed a bit, Marus put Hadrica into Dacius's hand, nodded to Dacius and went straight to the stairs.
"From tonight onwards you will walk alone, Marus of Hagrid Grave. You have lost your name and your honor, and your dreams lie in the dust. All that is left of you in this life is loneliness, fear and Pain." Dacus said this in his mind, he didn't say it to Marus, he knew that this might be the last time he and Marus met, because time was running out, and the seal of the Zakhan Temple There is a volcano below, so Zakhan gave Malus a time limit. He intervened to delay the process of obtaining the soul dagger, and among the five magic items, the amulet of Valong was in the Black Tower of Malekith.
The subordinates who received the order from Dacius did not stand there for Marus to squeeze, but raised their weapons, either to get out of the way, or to stand in front of Dacius to protect the subordinates who were waiting on the stairs They also raised their weapons and put their bodies against the wall, looking at Marus on guard.
"Go on, see if you can catch a few worms, Kalien, go and try! And the party has just started tonight!" After Marus left, Dacius began to order.
The Duruccis present cheered, and Maranul, Dorian, and Flanais led the team in three groups and began to rush into the city.
Dacius didn't let Geneviève stay by his side, it would be nice to go out in the middle of the night without going to sleep.Draka Nightward's family guards also rushed out of the main tower to assist the three teams.
Of course, the name that came out was to hunt down the assassin who stabbed Draka. This news must be known to the whole city of Druzzi before dawn.
Dacius thought the spiers representing the eight major families in the city were a bit of an eyesore, and he liked the moment when the towering chimney fell to the ground and turned into dust.And that's the end of the list, isn't it for nothing?As for what is he going to do?Of course, he went to recuperate and rest. His routine has always been very standard, and things have changed to this point. He has to deal with Marus' brother tomorrow. How can he bite without bait?
After the Druccis were all gone, Dacius fell directly in the direction of Drusala.
"Ah~ I'm hurt." Drusala supported Dacius's back steadily, and Dacius turned around and hugged her in his arms, whispering in her ear.
Flushing and red-faced, Drusala couldn't even hold the black willow staff firmly in her hand, and fell straight to the ground. She and Dacius had known each other for so long, and this was the first time Dacius hugged her.Thinking of this, she couldn't help hugging Dacius, and the hug became tighter and tighter.She was afraid that what was in front of her was just a dream, and it would disappear in the next second.
Malus struggled in agony on the chaotic, rubble-filled streets of Hagrid Graves.
A handful of soldiers and civilians passed by Malus as they tried to extinguish the fire that had set the city ablaze.No one noticed him as he stumbled through the city's south gate and disappeared into the darkness.
Two hours later, Malus arrived at the ruins of the Nagol army camp.The dead piled up, the wagons overturned and caught fire, in some places still burning.Somehow, the charred tent hit Hagrid Grave more than the ruined building that had been burned by the fire. The city could be rebuilt in short order, but the proud army he led from the Nagol was no more. will go out.
Fortunately, Malus found Malice in the camp, not far from where his tent was.
Malice was eating dead meat, when Marus called to it, it stopped eating and immediately trotted to Marus' side.
Marus knew he couldn't go south now, and Isvar's army must be there.He followed the road to Granite the night before, and the clearing seemed like a good place to camp and rest for a few hours.
After searching for a while, Marus finally found enough dry wood to start a fire.When he got back to camp, he found the venom gnawing at something.
Furlan's body disappeared from the waist down, crumpled pieces of armor scattered in a nearby pile.
Malus built a fire while Malice ate, then sat on the damp ground and stared at the dancing flames.
"Mother of the Night, I might need a drink," Marus said hoarsely, staggering weakly to his feet.
Resentment had stopped eating, and watched Marus come over curiously, and began to rummage through the saddlebags until Marus' hand was on the half-empty water bottle.
As Malus returned to the fire, his foot hit a soft lump that bounced off the rough ground.
Furlan's head turned a few times and stopped, the terrified expression was still on the scarred face.
"We've all lost everything, and death means the end of pain and the end of ambition. But unlike you, I'm alive." Malus sat down beside his cousin's head, which he picked up , staring into Furlan's eyes and said.
After speaking, Marus pressed Ferlan's head on the ground and drew out the stabbing blade.Carefully peeling off the skull, he threw the skull into the flames and poured the wine into it.
"For fate!" Malus said while raising his skull to toast the surrounding darkness, taking a deep sip.
It’s over, this writing is delayed, I’m not going to write about Hal Gansi’s Religious Rebellion, and the North probably doesn’t want to write about it either, there should be no Marus in the future
(End of this chapter)
Eldir looked at the sorceresses of Dacius, her face was distorted with anger, and after she saw Colonia, she knew that the prophecy on Marus had been influenced by Dacius, which surprised her What's more, this influence was deeper than she imagined, and she was about to open her mouth to say something.
"Be quiet! Old woman, the merciful Hand of the Witch King has given you enough time just now! Otherwise, do you think you will be able to say goodbye to your son?" Drusala coldly interrupted El Dill opened her mouth to speak, and as her words fell, the air was suddenly filled with surging magical energy.
Eldir, who was almost exhausted, couldn't resist the impact of magic, and was blown backward by an invisible wind. Such strong magical energy caused her body to burst into flames upon contact.Her screams were lost in the howling wind, and when she hit the ground, only charred bones remained.
Marus, who was still running towards the minaret of Nagalia, seemed to have sensed something suddenly. He saw the charred bones falling in the night sky. He guessed what, but he turned his head and ran faster without thinking.
"Obviously my brother's arrangement has made some mistakes. It seems that we are not needed here at all." Colonia sneered and joked.
"But we have to follow his arrangement, don't we?" Drusala replied with a smile.
When Dacius was not present, the sorceresses were somewhat tense again, but they didn't affect the business and then quickly returned to the portal after talking a few words.
The rampage of worms on the ground is more obvious, heat waves rise from the paving stones, and the earth rolls without warning.Toxic steam spewed from the cracks in the ground, and above the tormented groans of the earth, there was a whistling sound in the air, as if a whirlwind was forming.The sky to the horizon was a deep blood red as more and more buildings were ablaze.
"Master, the anchor point is disturbed by the powerful and disorderly wind of magic." The high-ranking sorceress of the Hell's Calamity family kept chanting powerful words, but after trying for a while, the portal still didn't open. She said with some self-blame and panic.
"It's okay, don't be nervous, come closer!" Dacius didn't embarrass the high-ranking sorceress who was the maid beside the patriarch, but nodded and ordered with a snap of his fingers.
After finishing speaking, Dacius turned his head to look at the scene outside. At this time, his face was a little solemn, but he didn't think he had played too far. Hagrid Grave needed to be transformed, cleaned, and reborn!Instead of being cooked to nine maturity in the Asuryan sacred fire like spicy chicken shreds, and then ran out by himself, making it not awkward, and now he thinks the fire seems to be strong enough?He needs to add fuel to the flames appropriately.
Soon, the sorceresses headed by Drusala and Colonia returned. Dacius didn't say anything. He knew that these sorceresses had finished their work. He looked at the sorceresses and faced the family. He shook his head in the direction of the high-ranking sorceress, and soon the sorceresses stepped forward to help chant the spell.
And what about Alyssa?She is watching!Her skills and direction of expertise are not suitable for manipulating these things, but are better at being a senior battle mage.According to the DND rules, she now has silent and fast casting skills. (I also forgot the rules)
Not far from the Nagalia spire, the entire courtyard swelled in front of Marus, and he, a male Durucci who was not good at magic, could feel the magic fluctuations there, as if something was about to come out of it.
Marus picked up his speed, and a wave of furnace-like heat from behind bounced him out, as if he had been kicked hard by something.He watched in horror as a mass of fiery flesh larger than the Cold One heaved behind him like a sea serpent in a sea of rocks.
The worm sank almost as fast as it emerged, quickly disappearing in a cloud of noxious vapor.Marus saw neither the head nor the tail of the worm, but he thanked the Mother of Night for her blessing. If he had been a few steps slower just now, he would have been melted into ashes.
Malus, who had spent half the night running around the ruined courtyard of Nightward Castle, finally reached his sister's almost-destroyed tower.He marveled at the devastation that had taken place around him, the spire of the half-molten structure still standing, but then he realized that if Nagalia was inside, she would have taken precautions to ensure her own survival.
As an old Drucci proverb goes, the dead shall gain nothing, and vengeance is for the living.
Malus came to the open door and stopped, feeling the waves of magic on his skin, Zakhan lying dormant in his chest, the Chaos Daemon sucked away by his mother and sister's spell Most of the vitality, so he knew Zakhan's strength could not be counted on.His armor was in tatters, hanging loosely from his weather-beaten kaitan.He peeled off the remaining pieces, since the armor was more likely to impede his movement.
Only now did Malus begin to feel the slow black tide of pain and weariness washing over him.If he doesn't act soon, I'm afraid he won't be able to act at all.
Suddenly, a dark force drove Marus to turn his head. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a portal appearing from the magic wave not far away just now. A Durucci in gorgeous armor was holding a strange His halberd rushed out, and then a large number of well-equipped Drucci began to appear from the portal, rushing towards him.He didn't hesitate, knowing that there was no way for him to retreat now but into the steeple.
When a worm broke through the ground again, the ground trembled and moaned, and the air was filled with the hiss of melting stones. Dacius, who was the last to walk out of the portal, heard this terrible sound and stopped in his tracks. observe.
"My Old Sage!" Walter, who was limping in armor and holding a hammer shield, exclaimed when he saw the wriggling worms in front of him.
"Over there!" Kewell said, pointing to a place that could pass through intact for the time being.
As soon as Kewell's words fell, his sister began to chant spells, and a solid and illusory bridge appeared in front of him. His sister turned her head and smiled at him, and he also smiled at his sister , and soon the Duruccis began to pass.
As Marus expected, the entrance room was empty.He began to climb the stairs, into the darkness.
Soon, Dacius' followers also rushed in.
As he climbed the spiral staircase, Malus saw the darkness tinged with a faint blue light, and in the chorus he heard six voices singing wildly, weaving powerful words into one continuous incantation. With the sound of fast climbing footsteps, he knew that the Witch King's Hand had entered.After a few more turns, the light grew brighter, and he saw Nagalia's magic unfold in a terrifying way.
Najalia stood in the center of the great sigil, the rune grooves carved into the floor bubbling with blue light of magical power.She holds a fake soul dagger in her hand, and an octagonal medal and an idol of Kurkus at her feet.How these magic items fit into her magical principles, Malus could not guess, nor did he want to understand.
There is also a larger circle where Nagalia stands, and her six worshipers are scattered around her.With their backs to Naggalia, they raised their hands grimly and chanted.
The hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Flanes rushed to the front, standing there with his halberd raised, facing Marus who was looking at him.
Dacius, who had already stepped up, glanced at Marus, and then looked at Nagalia and her admirers. The admirers fell into a trance with the singing, and tried their best to maintain the uncontrollable strength.
"What are you still doing in a daze!?" Dacius said to Durucci beside him, and at the same time, he also told Marus.
As soon as Dacius finished speaking, the sorceresses began to say powerful words and wave gestures.
At this moment, Malus was already running with all his strength, rushing towards the admirer who was closest to him.At the last moment, when the worshiper realized his danger, the worshiper's eyes widened, and when he was about to swing the long sword at the worshiper's head, the worshiper's chanting voice became instantly out of tune and became piercing scream.
But faster than Malus' longsword is Alyssa, without spells, without gestures.A fiery amber spear appeared out of thin air, piercing through the chest of the screaming worshiper. The amber spear did not disappear, but circled an astonishing arc, and then pierced through the second worshiper who had no time to react, the third the first, the fourth, and the sixth.The amber spear did not disappear, but raised its direction, and then disappeared after drawing a few graceful arcs in the air.
The singing stopped abruptly, as if someone pressed the pause button.
Dacius looked at this gorgeous magic. It has been several years since he came here, and every time he saw Alyssa casting the Amber Spear, it was pleasing to the eye and a new look.But he didn't marvel, nor did he praise Alyssa's brilliance. At this moment, so many sorceresses are here, isn't this invisibly looking for trouble for Alyssa?
Marus was stunned there, he didn't know whether to chop off the long sword held in mid-air or what, he was thinking about what to do at this time?Do you want to go back?
But soon, Nagalia broke Malus' embarrassment. As her admirers stopped singing, she noticed the changes around her. She wanted to turn around to see who the admirers were focusing on. When she Seeing Marus standing not far from her, the tone of her singing, surrounded by magic, changed from anger to shock, and soon she saw the Duruccis standing there with a look of fun , her tone changed from shock to fear.
"Hello, sister, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Marus held a long sword in one hand, and waved a friendly greeting to Nagalia with the other hand.
With the end of the chanting, the steeple shook violently, and Nagalia, who was in fear, staggered and fell to the ground without standing still.
Malus's body also began to stagger along with the shaking, but he forced his battered body to continue working. He staggered on the longsword and tried to stand still, and then he rushed to Nagalia with the last of his strength.No matter what happens in a while, he has to get those magic items in his hands first.He threw himself on Nagalia, who was struggling to stand up, and this half-sister with whom he had had a fishing-water affair was thrown to the ground by him.
"Unseemly! Disgraceful!" Dacius, who had just stood firm, looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help thinking to himself.
The Druccis beside Dacius hissed in a low voice, but none of them disturbed the frolicking between the siblings. A few subordinates crowded on the stairs wanted to climb up to watch the fun, But because Dacius was standing there, he quickly stopped moving.
Nagalia writhed under Malus like a snake, and in desperation she thrust the fake soul dagger into Malus' chest.
"Sister, don't you know that this soul dagger is fake? Have you held it for so long and haven't used it yet?" Marus screamed exaggeratedly, his face was full of pain, but soon the pain The expression turned into a joke, and then he said, and after he finished speaking, he swung his fists heavily on Nagalia's face.
The Duluchi who were watching the fun finally couldn't stand it anymore, and began to boo violently and piercingly, even Dacius was among them.
Nagalia screamed in pain, and soon a magical shock wave appeared out of thin air, and the thunderous force threw Malus who was riding on her into the air.
Marus fell on the worshiper's body, and the fake soul dagger on his chest was inserted into the chest that Alyssa had pierced with the amber spear before.
"My Old Sage! Is this okay too?" Dacius, who was watching the excitement, watched this scene dumbfounded, and he finally couldn't collapse this time.
At this moment, Marus was in severe pain all over his body. He struggled to support his body, holding the fake soul dagger with one hand, and his fingers were covered with dark pus instead of blood.He was horrified to see Nagalia slowly crawling to her feet, black matter bubbling from the holes in her black robe.
Howling in rage and pain, Nagalia hurled a ghostly black dart in Malus' direction.The magic that had just been condensed into shape failed and turned into nothingness.
The sorceresses who had been watching the excitement before countered the magic.
"Hey! Hey! Do you really think we don't exist?" It was Kewell's sister who said it.
Colonia was not present this time. After all, it was a bit inconvenient, and it might affect Dacius' plan in the future.
Nagalia fell to her knees, and under the watchful eyes of the Duruccis present, the shadow covering her face disappeared.
Malus found himself looking into eyes too dark to let go, and Nagalia's face was as angular and fierce as his father's, but now a pale gray.A thick network of black veins covered Nagalia's cheeks and throat, and an indescribable symbol with a little 6 appeared on Nagalia's forehead.His heart was cold with fear, and his sister was no longer just a Drucci.
Nagalia became a Chaos Daemon, and she was gifted by Slaanesh.
"I want to thank you, dear brother. If it weren't for you, I would never have received this terrible glory. He has given me strength beyond imagination, He has given me this world, and let me burn in His name." Calia tried to laugh, a purple trickle ran down her chin, and she said with a sneer when she finished laughing.
As Daxus expected, he suddenly frowned, and turned to look at Drusala who was also frowning.
Drusala understood Dacius' meaning and began to chant the spell silently.
"You didn't scare me! Despite your power, your plan failed! The city will be rebuilt. I am not a warlock, but even I know that your power is not accepted by the Drucci society. Tolerated." Malus stared at his half-sister, suppressing a shiver of fear.Although he was very scared, he still managed to make his tone sound contemptuous, and kept taking small steps back when he said it. He thought that although Drucci behind him was not being kind, he was still Drucci after all, better than he used to be. Sister is strong.
"Brother, you little fool, everything is going according to plan, and the only loser here is you!" To Marus' surprise, Nagalia smiled, her dark purple eyes gleaming with hatred. shine.Then she straightened up, stared haughtily at all the Drucci present, and continued, "Hide in this pile of rocks, or escape to the end of the world, if you want. I will find you when the time comes. Zakhan will Bow before me, the end of the world will come! And you, the so-called Hand of the Witch King! Your soul, which the Lord desires, will be yours sooner or later!"
Nagalia put her pus-stained hand on the wound after she finished speaking harshly, and said a terrible word.Shadows congealed from the air and enveloped her.
"Stop her!" The high-ranking sorceress of the Hell's Calamity family screamed sharply, and the magic energy in her hands was still growing.
When the shadow disappeared, so did Nagalia.
Dacius shrugged, but the result was not beyond his expectations. Although he was not a sorcerer, he thought that this should be a magic or mechanism with higher rules.
Kill Nagalia directly without waiting for her to speak harshly?Forget it, she's already like this, and she also did a little favor for Dacius.And her fate should not end here, but in the north!
Marus didn't go to get the two magic items, but turned his head to look at Dacius, the hand of the Witch King who was as old as him.
The subordinates aimed their weapons at the dying Marus, waiting for Daxus' order.
"It's been a long time since I met you." Dacius came out and looked directly into Marus's eyes. At this time, Marus's life and death were all in his mind. To this legendary figure, pity?fear?Pitiful?admire?Or some other emotion?He couldn't speak at this time.Heroes cherish heroes?But pull it down, what kind of heroes are he and Marus?Perhaps his name predestined him not to be a so-called hero, besides how tiring life of a hero is.
(It seems that there are still many readers who don't understand the meaning of the protagonist's name, Dark, dark, us-us, male)
Marus stared directly at Dacius, and he saw why Drucci, who was the same age as him, became the Hand of the Witch King under the Witch King and above Wanqi. The legendary Alandrian?He thought of his own situation again. Under this strong contrast, he was a little unwilling and jealous, but he couldn't show it. After all, Dacius now decides his life and death. He is not confident enough to kill him in his current situation. The Du Luqi in front of him ran out, thinking of this, he began to think about how to get Dacius to agree with him to leave.
"Let's go! Marus, take those two magic items, let's go! I think your mother has guided you, go to meet your destiny! Of course, you can also keep the fake soul dagger as a souvenir. "After a while, Dacius said slowly. He didn't say anything mocking, and he didn't slap his face. He found that he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to say it. It seemed that he had already left this low-level interest, and moved towards a more advanced interest, such as rights?
Now that Nagalia is gone, there is no point in Malus dying here, and the story and fun will end in the north, after all, who is waiting for him there.
"Are you willing to let me go? Why?" Marus said in shock. He couldn't understand why Dacius let him go.
"For fate!" Dacius looked at Marus and said firmly.
"my mother?"
"She has ushered in her destiny!"
"This fake soul dagger?" Marus pulled out the soul dagger from his chest, holding it in his hand and questioning.
"I let it go! The real soul dagger is in the hands of Morass, your mother should have told you. You can figure out a way for yourself, but I want to tell you the good news. In the active volcano in the Ridge Mountains." Dacus wanted to say this, but he gave up the idea again, after all, he was too amazing, and there were many people who experienced it at that time behind him.
"Mother of the night! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out before I change my mind! By the way, in exchange for letting you go, you keep your Hadrica and lend it to me, anyway It's useless for you to keep it." Dacius said with distaste at the same time, he clenched his right fist and stretched out his thumb to point behind him.
Marus didn't even have the strength to stare at Dacius, he let out a sigh of relief, he didn't think Dacius would play with him at this time.After a day of tossing, he is exhausted physically and mentally, and now he just wants to get out of here.Maybe Nagalia was right, the only loser here was himself.
"Give him a little healing with magic, and I won't die in a second." Just as Marus lowered his head to pick up the magic item, Dacius waved his hand and said.
After being healed a bit, Marus put Hadrica into Dacius's hand, nodded to Dacius and went straight to the stairs.
"From tonight onwards you will walk alone, Marus of Hagrid Grave. You have lost your name and your honor, and your dreams lie in the dust. All that is left of you in this life is loneliness, fear and Pain." Dacus said this in his mind, he didn't say it to Marus, he knew that this might be the last time he and Marus met, because time was running out, and the seal of the Zakhan Temple There is a volcano below, so Zakhan gave Malus a time limit. He intervened to delay the process of obtaining the soul dagger, and among the five magic items, the amulet of Valong was in the Black Tower of Malekith.
The subordinates who received the order from Dacius did not stand there for Marus to squeeze, but raised their weapons, either to get out of the way, or to stand in front of Dacius to protect the subordinates who were waiting on the stairs They also raised their weapons and put their bodies against the wall, looking at Marus on guard.
"Go on, see if you can catch a few worms, Kalien, go and try! And the party has just started tonight!" After Marus left, Dacius began to order.
The Duruccis present cheered, and Maranul, Dorian, and Flanais led the team in three groups and began to rush into the city.
Dacius didn't let Geneviève stay by his side, it would be nice to go out in the middle of the night without going to sleep.Draka Nightward's family guards also rushed out of the main tower to assist the three teams.
Of course, the name that came out was to hunt down the assassin who stabbed Draka. This news must be known to the whole city of Druzzi before dawn.
Dacius thought the spiers representing the eight major families in the city were a bit of an eyesore, and he liked the moment when the towering chimney fell to the ground and turned into dust.And that's the end of the list, isn't it for nothing?As for what is he going to do?Of course, he went to recuperate and rest. His routine has always been very standard, and things have changed to this point. He has to deal with Marus' brother tomorrow. How can he bite without bait?
After the Druccis were all gone, Dacius fell directly in the direction of Drusala.
"Ah~ I'm hurt." Drusala supported Dacius's back steadily, and Dacius turned around and hugged her in his arms, whispering in her ear.
Flushing and red-faced, Drusala couldn't even hold the black willow staff firmly in her hand, and fell straight to the ground. She and Dacius had known each other for so long, and this was the first time Dacius hugged her.Thinking of this, she couldn't help hugging Dacius, and the hug became tighter and tighter.She was afraid that what was in front of her was just a dream, and it would disappear in the next second.
Malus struggled in agony on the chaotic, rubble-filled streets of Hagrid Graves.
A handful of soldiers and civilians passed by Malus as they tried to extinguish the fire that had set the city ablaze.No one noticed him as he stumbled through the city's south gate and disappeared into the darkness.
Two hours later, Malus arrived at the ruins of the Nagol army camp.The dead piled up, the wagons overturned and caught fire, in some places still burning.Somehow, the charred tent hit Hagrid Grave more than the ruined building that had been burned by the fire. The city could be rebuilt in short order, but the proud army he led from the Nagol was no more. will go out.
Fortunately, Malus found Malice in the camp, not far from where his tent was.
Malice was eating dead meat, when Marus called to it, it stopped eating and immediately trotted to Marus' side.
Marus knew he couldn't go south now, and Isvar's army must be there.He followed the road to Granite the night before, and the clearing seemed like a good place to camp and rest for a few hours.
After searching for a while, Marus finally found enough dry wood to start a fire.When he got back to camp, he found the venom gnawing at something.
Furlan's body disappeared from the waist down, crumpled pieces of armor scattered in a nearby pile.
Malus built a fire while Malice ate, then sat on the damp ground and stared at the dancing flames.
"Mother of the Night, I might need a drink," Marus said hoarsely, staggering weakly to his feet.
Resentment had stopped eating, and watched Marus come over curiously, and began to rummage through the saddlebags until Marus' hand was on the half-empty water bottle.
As Malus returned to the fire, his foot hit a soft lump that bounced off the rough ground.
Furlan's head turned a few times and stopped, the terrified expression was still on the scarred face.
"We've all lost everything, and death means the end of pain and the end of ambition. But unlike you, I'm alive." Malus sat down beside his cousin's head, which he picked up , staring into Furlan's eyes and said.
After speaking, Marus pressed Ferlan's head on the ground and drew out the stabbing blade.Carefully peeling off the skull, he threw the skull into the flames and poured the wine into it.
"For fate!" Malus said while raising his skull to toast the surrounding darkness, taking a deep sip.
It’s over, this writing is delayed, I’m not going to write about Hal Gansi’s Religious Rebellion, and the North probably doesn’t want to write about it either, there should be no Marus in the future
(End of this chapter)
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