Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 253. Chapter 103.
Malekith didn't interject, but sat on the throne and listened with his cheek leaning on his face. As he listened, he fell into the memory again. It was when he returned to Tar Anlek to eliminate the rebellious cult members when he was young.

"Your dog is too weak." Malekith said after finishing his mother's four followers, turning to look at his mother.

"I can have as much of this kind of garbage as I want. Although the thing you're wearing gives you a lot of power, you're still too immature." Morathi waved her hand lazily and said, her tone full of indifference.

When Malekith saw Morathi pointing the wand at him suddenly after finishing speaking, his whole body was in severe pain, and he didn't see how his mother shot it. He could hardly stand up, but he caught The magic threads that emerged from the staff immediately cast counter-magic to cut off all the magic threads, and the pain on his body was instantly relieved.

"You have never taught me this before. It seems that you are not only not a qualified mother, but also not a qualified teacher." Malekith sneered.

"You didn't come to see me today to let me teach you. I have made many new discoveries in the 1000 years since you left. If you can give up your stupid jealousy, I can still teach you these skills." Morathi shook her head sadly and said.

Instead of responding to his mother, Malekith threw another spell at his mother, who dispelled it with a flick of her staff.

"Brutality! Maybe these little tricks of yours can frighten the rednecks and rune-playing dwarves of the colony, but I'm not so easily fooled by you!"

After Morathi finished speaking, she slowly raised her hand and began to manipulate the wind of magic. Immediately, countless circling sharp blades appeared around her, and there were more and more of them, gradually turning into a luminous vortex.

"Blade storm?" Malekith chuckled, and immediately started to counterattack, but his mother's magic blades dodged automatically, or changed their shape. His counterattack failed, and all the blades shot at him. Towards him, he immediately dodged to the other side, the sharp blades formed by magic smashed on the wall and marble bricks, leaving dense cracks.

"Silly boy, you are moving too slowly." Morathi said as she walked towards Malekith.

Malekith did not respond to his mother, but immediately summoned a whip formed of flames, which wrapped around his mother's staff as if alive, and with a light pull, his mother's staff When he got rid of his hand, he grabbed the magic staff and slammed it against the wall, smashing it into pieces.

"You've lived too long, in other words, you're too old to play with these little toys." Malekith said with a sneer.

"Presumptuous!" Morathi roared angrily.

Malekith suddenly felt as if something hit his calf hard, and he fell to the ground screaming, and he was sure that his leg bones and knees were shattered.

"Stop howling!" Morathi screamed, while using a spell similar to the Grasp of the Void.

Malekith was picked up from the ground by his mother's magic, he felt that his neck was being squeezed tighter and tighter by a pair of invisible hands, and it seemed that someone had stuck his neck on his neck, he was struggling to breathe Panting, he felt he couldn't breathe, and the pain in his legs and knees prevented him from concentrating on countering his mother's magic.

"My silly son, do I think you made a mistake? Without me, why do you rule a country by yourself? I think this kind of ungrateful guy should be someone like Balshiana, not you." Mo Lasi walked up to Malekith and said coldly.

Malekith was still floating in mid-air under his mother's control, struggling non-stop, but he suddenly heard Barshina's name, and suddenly he flew into a rage, and flames spewed out from his body and rolled towards his mother. His mother was useless, and his mother waved away his magical flames without caring, but his mother's magic was also dispelled, and he fell to the ground with a thud and retched.

Morathi walked up to Malekith, bent down and took Malekith's helmet off.

Maleki suddenly felt a sense of fatigue all over his body. The iron ring is an artifact that can amplify magic. He has been using the iron ring to train his magic.

Morathi carefully observed the steel ring attached to the helmet. Her eyes were fixed on every groove and scratch on the steel ring. She scratched around the steel ring with her fingers like a cat, but there was nothing. Touching the steel ring, then she squatted beside Malekith again, throwing the helmet on the ground like garbage, and Malekith was only slightly relieved at this time.

"If you don't know how to use it, you shouldn't have it in the first place. If you ask me, I will teach you how to make the most of it. Without this ring, you and your magic will be impotent. You should Just listen to your mother." Morathi's voice became charming, and she gently stroked Malekith's face, as if she were stroking a baby.

"Maybe? But I still think what I learned from my father is more useful." Malekith said with a sneer, and suddenly he pulled out a hand and slammed his fist hard on his mother's face, knocking him The mother beat her so hard that she flew out straight.

Morathi was knocked unconscious by the sudden physical attack, and her magic lost its effect because she lost control.

Maleki was instantly relieved. He endured the severe pain and used spells on himself. After a while, he took a few deep breaths and tried to stand up slowly. He looked coldly at his mother lying on the ground, and gently raised his hand. , The long sword that fell on the ground flew back into his hand, and the moment the long sword reached his hand, he slashed down on his mother's neck!

"Slow!" Morathi woke up suddenly and shouted.

Malekith's long sword came to a halt, stopping only a few centimeters from his mother's neck, not because of magic, nor begging for mercy, nor intimidating.It was the tone of a child who had done something wrong, the tone his mother had used to scold him when he was just a child.

"What?" Malekith asked in a daze, he kept thinking why he listened to his mother.

"Don't be stupid, is this really good for you? Kill me, will you really benefit?" Morathi said slowly.

"What are you going to say? Don't play tricks. Once you dare to resist, I promise you will be decapitated." Malekith asked, but he slowly let go of the long sword.

"You think you'll be the ruler of Ulthuan when I die?" Morathi demanded, looking into Malekith's eyes.

"At least it's beneficial and harmless." Malekith said with a sneer.

"No, it's not good for you at all! If you kill me here, it will be the worst result. All the elves will think you are a kinslayer. History will only record it like this, and then what you do It will be a disgrace and slowly forgotten."

"You mean I should let you live?" Malekith asked, frowning.

"Yes, I will make my sect your strength. If I die, they cannot be used by you, they will betray you, they will split into rebels, large and small, or lurk in the shadows. "

"But if I don't kill you, you will use the cult to deal with me sooner or later. You will weaken my authority little by little, forcing me to allow you to make conditions with me. Don't you think I am so easy to deceive? Even if everything I have is To start all over again, your death is also a good result for me!"

"Then you can imprison me, as long as I am in your hands, my sect will be loyal to you, and with me as a hostage, your mighty power can also get the best publicity, and you can also put I give it to Barshina, your kindness will earn you a great reputation. But if you kill me, they will only see you as a kinslayer, you haven't forgotten why they didn't choose you as Phoenix King ?Will your mother's death make them change their minds about you? Will they be willing to let you take Barshina's place?"

"I don't care what they think of me!" Malekith growled angrily.

"Then you should be a fool! If you intend to seize the Phoenix King's position by force, then you should have pulled out the Excalibur Kane on the Withered Island in the first place! But what you want is to rely on personal prestige and If you want to rule with glory, then you must never let other princes dislike you! Now they have respected you very much, and there are even many princes who plan to support you to inherit the crown of Barshana, you need to continue to maintain it so that they can I have a good impression of you, and I! It is a good tool to show you your own virtue." Morathi also yelled at Malekith.

At this moment, Malekith put down his long sword, and he stared into his mother's eyes, trying to find some deceit and cunning, but he only saw sincerity in his mother's eyes.

"You will be humiliated in front of all the elves, and your current identity and status will be wiped out." Malekith said with a sigh.

"I don't care about this kind of thing at all. I have confidence in you and I have the patience to wait. As long as you become the Phoenix King, I can return to my original position from the prison. I will pray and repent to the gods devoutly , it is not difficult to pretend to be a prisoner of Barshina, my boy."

Malekith thought for a moment, then scabbard his longsword, and lifted his mother from the ground.

"I will spare your life, but if you betray or deceive me, I will cut off your head without hesitation," Malekith whispered in his mother's ear.

"You have proved this to me, and that's why I've always been proud of you." Morathi hugged Malekith, and said in Malekith's ear as well.

The sound of the black steel gate pulled Malekith out of his memory again. He looked at Dacius, but seeing that Dacius was not looking at him, he covered his forehead with his hand again, and looked down at his own face. Thigh, he didn't want Dacius to see his current appearance. At this moment, there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart, and he felt incomparable pain!At the same time he was confused, when he should have cut it off!Maybe now it will be different!
(End of this chapter)