Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 268 118. Orthodox Hi Plus One
Dacius was not at all surprised by Malekith's actions. Things that were hard to come by thousands of years ago appeared in front of him in this way, and it was inevitable that he would understand, understand.

Malekith walked quickly towards the Yangyan Sword, and then slowed down again when he thought of something, the soles of the Midnight Armor rubbed against the stone incessantly.

"What's the matter? He can still moonwalk? Shouldn't he just stretch out his hand? The Yangyan sword will automatically fly into his hand?" Dacius, who had already pulled out the scarlet sword, stared at Maleki in a daze. Si's funny performance, and then he immediately understood why Malekith was behaving like this, probably sick again, but he could understand it.

Malekith was indeed as Dacius thought. He thought a lot at the moment of walking. He thought it was too easy, and it was too inexplicable. He was happy, nervous, and worried. The Yangyan sword is just an illusion reflected by the wind of magic here through his thoughts day and night, just like the Kane sword in the shape of a scepter he saw on the withered island at that time, he forgot to reach out Summon the Yangyan Sword.

There was even a moment when Malekith thought that Dacius had betrayed him, and he was used to it, because he had experienced too much.It may be the illusion that Dacius and the three big toads planted in his mind yesterday. After he entered the room, the stone wall would return to its previous position, sealing him forever in this truly dark darkness. middle.

"Hey!"

"Hey!" Dacius called Malekith. Seeing that Malekith didn't respond, he yelled again. He didn't intend to enter the room even though the room was covered with a lot of The gold nugget and a few stone slabs were safely placed in the corner, and he stood at the stone wall just now with the scarlet sword in his hand.

Dacius didn't need to feel that something was wrong, because something was wrong here, full of evil ways!
There is an uncomfortable feeling in the room now, and he recalled that time when he fought in Karakarond, the Shash wind under the tomb was so thick that it would pierce his skin.

Dacius knew that the second and third generations of Slann magic priests were proficient in all the spells in this world, although they would not recklessly use Del's spells directly, let alone the waaagh of goblins and orcs!Department of spells, and Skaven's strange spells.But these spells are not elusive arcana to them, and they can easily work out spells with equivalent effects, such as summoning elementals or dreamwraiths instead of demons and undead creatures, or summoning swarms of lizards instead of mouse.

But what's going on here?Is there any strange existence in these corpses?The product of a depraved cult?Or the product of some strange spell?

The air in the room shimmered, and eerie shapes began to form.At first, they were just twinkling dots of light, but later, these tiny, twinkling particles came together.They hovered in the air above the corpse, then flowed into the corpse, disappearing as if poisonous gas had been inhaled into the victim's lungs.

The corpse began to tremble violently, as if the ground on which it lay was gripped by an earthquake.One by one the corpses rose to their feet, moving suddenly like puppets on strings.More and more ghostly points of light flickered in the air, and the glowing particles disappeared within the corpse again, and the corpse began to move again.

Now, dozens of corpses in the chamber have been resuscitated, their bodies have a strange dry quality, and when they move, they make a strange wheezing sound, as if being squeezed from their remaining lungs The air was howling from the gaps in their flesh, and the living corpses began to move strangely.

"Again?!" Dacius pursed his lips in surprise, he felt that feeling again, he could feel the smell of herbs and embalming liquid in the mouth of the corpse standing behind the door in the distance, and A morbid sweetness of corruption.

"Damn!" Dacius yelled again, although he vaguely remembered the script, he was worried about what would happen.

In Dacius' memory, he fought chaos and demons the most times, followed by mummy?He is not afraid of this kind of corpse. What disgusts him is that the dust from the corpse enters his body through the nose and mouth when it turns into ashes. Nasal washing on the steps of the Pikazuma Gem Pit made him nauseous.

"Come on!" Dacius yelled, reminding Malekith who was still taking a spacewalk.

Malekith watched the corpse holding the Yangyan sword stand up unexpectedly, and he scanned the surrounding situation again, he immediately understood what happened.He rushed directly to the corpse holding the Yangyan sword, and the iron fist struck out with lightning force.The violent impact rocked the living corpse backwards, and the barbed iron fist slashed a chunk of flesh from the shriveled flesh.

The corpse didn't bleed or howl, but Malekith didn't care at all, he was still pouring out his anger, his fists directly exerted force, instantly twisted off the wrist holding the corpse's Yangyan Sword, and shattered the palm of the corpse , tore the flesh and tendons attached to the wrist, and ruthlessly tore off the corpse's arm.

"You are also worthy! What qualifications do you have?" Yang Yanjian fell along the wrist of the corpse, Malekith roared, and then grabbed the scabbard of Yangyan Sword with his left hand.

Malekith could clearly feel that he was holding a living object in his hand, and he felt the existence of the fire element in Yangyan Sword!
This is not an illusion!Not a trap!Not false!This is indeed the sword of Malekith's father, the first Phoenix King Aenarion, the Yangyan Sword!
In an instant, Malekith roared and pulled out the Yangyan sword. The tip of the sword suddenly burned, and the Yangyan sword began to burn. The flame flickered along the blade, and then the whole blade also burned. It didn't cause any damage to the Yangyan sword itself, and he could feel the blazing heat from the Yangyan sword!
Malekith did not roar again, but suddenly fell into a short memory again.

The first Phoenix King, Aenarion, held the Yangyan sword, fought and killed, and repelled the Chaos Demon again and again. He entrusted his life to the Yangyan sword.

In Malekith's mind, the Sunfire Sword was a weapon blessed by the power of the gods, a weapon wielded by a hero, and his father was that hero!
But when Aenarion picked up the sword of Kane, which possessed ultimate power and curse, he threw the sword of Yangyan aside. He gave the sword of Yangyan to Furin, one of his most trusted lieutenants, Lien later passed the Yangyan sword to the descendants of the family.

Since Malekith has always longed to get all his father's inheritance, it is natural for Malekith to win the Yangyan Sword!But Frynn's family rejected him, and as time went on, Malekith's spies tried several times to seize the sword, but all failed, and finally the sword disappeared.

"Fate!? Fate is a lazy contraption invented by foolish philosophers, sanctioned by incompetent playwrights and poets, and thrown about by half-blind mages. The gods rarely care and interfere with a mortal man's Life, the wider universe will not be suspended for a person's progress, and cycle or shape for it. If a person believes in fate, he will lose the right to choose the path, give up all the credit, and not be responsible for his actions! "

Malekith sneered and said this sentence he often said, although he always dismissed fate, how could he not care about fate?Dacius unexpectedly let him find his father's Yangyan Sword in a dust-sealed room in an abandoned city in Lustria. At this moment, in his opinion, Dacius is not Dacius!Dacius is the incarnation of the gods!Dacius is directing his destiny!

Breaking free from his memory, Malekith hit the corpse in front of him with the Yangyan sword, and more corpses surrounded him.

Chupa Keke kept blinking his eyes, and the color of the crown was also constantly changing. He looked at Dacius with questions in his eyes.

"Come on!" Dacius stretched out his left hand, which was not holding a weapon, to signal Chupa Ke not to act rashly. After he finished the signal, he yelled at Malekith who was fighting indoors.

Nathanes, the last descendant of the Fryn family, embarked on a journey to the Old World with the Sunflame Sword. He arrived there safely, but never returned with Azul's ship.After that, stories began to circulate about an elven adventurer who fought in the land of the old world with a magic sword that could shoot out flames. Finally, he reached Estalia and died there, but the Yangyan sword was killed by another Humans picked it up.

The Yangyan sword has been passed down from father to son continuously in the short and fleeting generations of human beings. The power of the Yangyan sword makes the owner a hero and a powerful warrior among mankind, but the extraordinary item of the Yangyan sword also gives They brought misfortune, just like certain stories are full of the mockery of fate, supernatural items are held in the hands of people who have no ability or qualifications, that is a curse and shackles!

City of Ashes, Zultek, a satellite city of Paphacos, Dacius intentionally avoided the last time he passed by here, and he hadn't placed a bet at that time.But now he's betting!It was also necessary for Malekith to obtain the Yangyan Sword. Although the process was a bit harmonious and absurd, Malekith regained the Yangyan Sword by himself, which in his opinion was particularly meaningful.

When the Yangyan sword pierced into the body of the corpse, Dacius who was standing at the door seemed to smell a smell of burnt meat.

A horrible silent scream escaped from the dry lips of the corpse, a gray tongue writhing like a snake.After a while, the corpse was on fire, ignited by the flames from the Sunflare Sword, and it tried to stagger away from Malekith and roll back into the ranks of its fellow corpses, but Malekith didn't let it go. Opportunity, the Yangyan sword waved again, and its head flew into the air.

"For my father! Aenarion!" Malekith bellowed, the flames and steam of the Midnight Armor unleashed.He jumped into the middle of the corpse, slashed left and right, and the Yangyan sword continuously ignited the corpse, scorching the flesh of the corpse, and the flames from the Yangyan sword continued to burn even after the corpse fell to the ground again, until the bones of the corpse were burned became black.

Malekith felt the power of his father's sword. He didn't want to fight these corpses anymore. He wanted to use spells to deal with the corpses that kept approaching him, but his spell didn't take effect. Strange power shields the wind of magic.

Just at the moment when Malekith failed to cast a spell, corpses had already gathered around him trying to pull him down. The corpses kept grabbing at his midnight armor, grasping the barbs on the midnight armor, grasping The steam he spews outward through his midnight armor.

"You don't need my help? My lord?"

"No! You just stand there and watch!" Malekith swung the forearm of his right hand and smashed the corpse that was almost sticking to his body. He was still fighting non-stop, and he heard Dacau Si yin and yang shouted strangely, he roared angrily.

After Malekith finished speaking, he kept slashing and slashing with the Yangyan sword, and at the same time roared and roared, as if venting something, venting his inner resentment for thousands of years.

Dacius also knew why Malekith did it. This Yangyan sword is not just a simple weapon, but more like a sacred and great symbol!This Yangyan sword was the saber of the first generation Phoenix Aenarion before he obtained the sword of Kane. It has great political and legal significance in the society of elves!To put it bluntly, it is a holy relic, the kind that adds one more orthodoxy.

Now, Malekith, whose heart is full of his father's back, has finally obtained the Yangyan sword he had dreamed of!
"Dacius! Be careful! You should see how to use your sword!" Malekith suddenly laughed and said.

When Malekith finished laughing, he took a deep breath to calm his mind.He stretched out his hand and commanded the fire element in the Yangyan sword according to his will, and he felt the wind of Aksha flowing in and around him from the fire element in the Yangyan sword, responding to his will.

Although there was a strange presence in the room that blocked Malekith's ability to cast spells, he summoned flames through the fire element in the Yangyan sword, and faint sparks flickered around him, illuminating the darkness around him and illuminating corpses around him.The flames became hotter and brighter, and suddenly a hellish flame burst out from the Yangyan sword.

A great sea of ​​fire rose, burning like hell, hot as a furnace.The corpses shrank instantly, the eyeballs burst, and when the brain overheated, the skulls of the corpses exploded in the blink of an eye, and the scorched bones kept dancing in the blazing flames until they were completely burned to ashes.

Dacius held the blade of the scarlet sword in front of his eyes and looked at it inexplicably. He seemed to realize that he had never really used the full power of the scarlet sword. He knew that the scarlet sword was related to Yang Yan. The swords were manufactured in the same batch, but the strength is too great, right?Or that Malekith had just cheated?Guided the wind of magic to the Yangyan Sword?That's why it's so loud?Or is his scarlet sword a low profile beggar's version?

Dacius simply thought about it, then pulled Chupa Keke and ran to the back of the passage, because the heat and shock waves from the flames had already rushed towards the door of the room, and his grasp was empty.

"Run!"

Chupa Keke reacted much faster than Dacius. He turned around and ran back the moment he saw the flame burst out. cast a spell.

Dacius, who was catching up, changed his steps angrily and kicked Chupa Coco, and kicked Chupa Coco who was running after casting the spell. Just when Chupa Coco was about to fall to the ground, he kicked Chupa Keke held back, and after running a few steps, he and Chupa Keke got stuck in the corner of the aisle, and he blocked Chupa Keke behind him.

After the shock wave dissipated, Dacius turned around and glared at Chupa Keke angrily.

Chupa Keke didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with what he just did. Instead, he held the divine sword and staff and spread his hands, pretending to be bewildered and innocent looking at Dacius.

"Go, go back and look at the slate!" Dacius knew that Chupa Keke was pretending to be innocent, but he didn't bother to tear it apart and play around, the slate was important right now.

In a moment, it was all over.

At this time, Malekith pointed the tip of the Yangyan sword to the top, and stood with his feet back and forth. He stood in the middle of the room and put on his pretense, only missing a cloak that fluttered in the wind.

"What have you done! Go and see the slate!" Dacius roared at Malekith, and then said to Chupacoco beside him.

Dacius stepped on the gold that had been softened by the heat of the flames. He didn't care about the soft gold that was about to turn into gold juice. He cared about the stone slabs in the room. He ran to the stone slabs quickly and found After Slate was safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief.He didn't leave the room again, and he had a vague feeling in his heart that the contents of these stone slabs in front of him were very, very important. He took out the sea dragon skin water bag, and sprinkled the remaining water around the stone slabs, cooling down at the same time. , he cast a mysterious shield on himself through the holy soul reef.

Seeing that Dacius ignored him, Malekith lost the interest in pretending to be aggressive. He leaned towards the direction where Dacius was squatting, and carefully studied the inscription on the slate.He half-understands the lizardman's writing, but the moment he saw the slate, something stirred his consciousness.

The slate seemed to be telling Malekith that he really needed to pay attention to what he was seeing.He noticed a special set of runes, and these arranged runes could mean the end of the world, the end of an era, or both!
"What the hell is this again? A black cube?" Dacius didn't look at the slates anymore. The contents on the slates were all old-fashioned things, which didn't mean much to him. Instead, he picked up the slates The black cube next to it was lost in thought.

　I went out today, let's make 5000 first, tomorrow. .many. .Reconsideration!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)