Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

As night falls, the stars in the sky embellish a quiet blue-black, and the ancient Golden Pagoda of Lazikoto appears even more solemn and majestic under the faint moonlight. The top of the pyramid, known as the "Observatory", exudes an indescribable mysterious atmosphere. The two-headed statues of Lazikoto stand around the Observatory, with their eyes closed, as if they are meditating, and their existence seems to fill everything around them with life and power.

The surface of the pond was shimmering, reflecting the stars and the bright moon in the sky, and Adoshi Tehega's huge body sat quietly in it, as if he had merged with the water and the night sky. He did not make any sound, but the whole observatory seemed to echo his heavy and distant breath. His half-closed eyes were staring at the starry sky above, his brows were slightly furrowed, and it was obvious that he was thinking deeply.

The Skink attendants were busy silently, providing everything needed for the upcoming major event. Their movements were as light as the wind, not daring to disturb their masters' observation. The temple guards, holding ancient weapons, stood around the observatory like silent guardians. Suddenly, as if they had received some kind of instruction, they began to exit the observatory in an orderly manner.

The Shilan magic priests were in various places in the observatory, silent. Although their appearances were different, the eyes of each Shilan were as deep as the universe, as if they could penetrate time and space and look directly into the future and the past. They gathered here not only to wait for the arrival of an important person, but also because the stars in the night sky had begun to change subtly, and the battle between the moon and the stars foreshadowed something inevitable.

A gentle breeze blew by, making a rustling sound, as if nature itself was responding to this sacred assembly.

Adoshi-Tehega finally raised his eyes, and his deep gaze swept across the night sky, as if catching some faint signs. The light of the silver moon shone on his body, against his ancient skin, making him look like a part of the world.

"The stars... have arrived, and the wheel of the universe... has begun to turn!" He murmured in a low voice, as if this sentence was not only spoken to himself, but also a declaration to every Slann Demon Priest present.
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Dacus took a deep breath and looked up at the top of the Great Golden Pagoda. This pyramid was different from those giant buildings standing in the yellow sand of the South. Each level of the stone steps of the Great Pyramid of Lazikoto was built very steeply, almost like a cliff piercing the sky, high and dangerous. Fortunately, he didn't have to climb up like he did the first time he went to Hesiota, but the shaking of sitting on the back of the giant snake made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

As the altitude gradually increased, he had to admit that he was a little dizzy. He didn't think he was afraid of heights or lack of oxygen, but...snake dizziness. The snake's back rose and fell with each wriggling, making his stomach churn. He tried to close his eyes to relieve it, but once he closed his eyes, the world around him seemed even more turbulent.

"Master, stop, I want to get off, I want to..."

He gently patted the robe that had never changed, and stepped on the solid ground again. He closed his eyes, felt the stability of the ground, and slowly adjusted his breathing. Soon, his dizziness subsided a little.

The Shwedagon Pagoda before us stood majestically, its stone steps looking as if they had been eroded by countless battles, wind and rain, ancient and solid, with every stone flashing with the marks of time.

The temple guards standing at both ends of the steps stood like statues, wearing the latest golden armor made by Spekazuma, and the gems inlaid on the armor sparkled in the sun. They held spears, expressionless, and their eyes flickered in the gold and moonlight, as if they could see into the heart of the visitor at any time.

He turned his head and looked at the giant snake that had stopped and waited, a stunning creature, coiling and circling over the stone steps.

The body of the giant snake was like a green water snake, covered with dense dark green scales, each scale gleaming in the dim light, as if coated with some kind of wet oil. The body, tens of meters long, stretched to the stone steps of the pyramid like a huge green river. Every time its thick trunk rolled, the pyramid shook slightly, and every movement declared its power that could not be underestimated.

Its tongue was long and nimble, and it would occasionally extend from its cracked mouth, sensing the smell in the air and making a slight hissing sound. Whenever its scales rubbed against the ground, it made a low sound like stones scraping against each other. Its head was broad and flat, and its eyes were a cold yellow, but it was not ruthlessly examining everything around it. Instead, it was staring at Dacus with an inexplicable look, as if asking Dacus why he suddenly jumped down.

"Hey! Brother, can you hear me? Nod your head Yes, no... Nod if you understand, shake your head if you don't understand."

Daxus looked at the huge figure of the giant snake and asked. He knew that this giant snake crawled out from the Sotek sacrificial pit in the city. It was not a wild monster but a genuine Sotek snake.

At this moment, the giant snake's eyes were no longer asking, but lowered, as if waiting for Dacus's order. After hearing Dacus' words, its head responded, not shaking its head, not nodding, but standing up.

"You...?" Daxus pointed at the snake's head, looking hopeless. Although it was the first time he saw this giant snake, he was sure that it was related to Sotek. He was a little confused about the mechanism of Sotek. Every time he saw a giant snake from Sotek, it was different. After coming to Lustria, there were snakes everywhere.

Quetza has it, this one has it, and Itaza has it too. Maybe the first snake he encountered in the Amazon River was also Sotek who knew about his arrival and greeted him, but... he didn't know that it was killed with a clang, and the snake's head was made into a flag, which was kept by the flag bearer of Umaq's personal guard.

But it didn't matter. What mattered was that he didn't feel like something was watching the world through the eyes of giant snakes. These giant snakes looked at him like a biological instinct, not driven or manipulated, but in fact... This was what confused him.

"Then what are you doing here? Forget it, just follow my instructions later." After shaking his head speechlessly, he sighed.

After saying that, he covered his eyes, and after teasing the giant snake for a while, he took a step forward.

When he was about to step into the astrology room, he looked back at Chuku-Ta who was still climbing hard using his hands and feet, and looked at the corner of the central square.

At each corner stood a tower, pyramid-like in appearance, but with steps so steep that even the Skinks had to climb on all fours. When the moonlight fell on them he saw that they were like the undulating body of a snake, its outline meeting the serpent's head at the top, revealing Sotek in stone and shadow.

He knew that whenever this happened, prisoners and sacrifices would be released from the tower's base. The Skinks would force the captives up the steps to the Sotek priest. The priest would raise his knife, praise Sotek, and then treat the captives as the Seer of T had treated the Skuk under Quetza, and the Skinks would raise a high cry as he had seen the Seer of T raise the Rat's Head under Quetza. There was a beauty that could communicate with Hal Ganthe in the north of the New World...

But now, the war between snakes and rats has returned to silence, the battlefield has shifted, and the prophets have gone to the jungles of the south to fight guerrilla warfare. Now the captives of the Moon City... all depend on the uninvited adventurers.

The City of the Moon is an important node in the spiritual vein network. Its energy flow is like a silent symphony, passing through the air, stone, and even penetrating the barrier of time.

This ancient temple city, with its sophisticated structure and unparalleled intelligent design, controls the purest power in the world. Energy flows through the city like a river, flowing perfectly, seemingly without a trace of deviation or chaos, guided by the towering pyramids and star monuments. Starlight dances on the surface of energy, as if energy is part of the night sky.

He stood at the highest point of the Moon City, overlooking the entire Moon City. Under his feet was one of the most mysterious buildings in the world, and the starry sky in front of him merged with the earth. He could feel the subtle vibrations from the spiritual vein network, which was the power surging from the depths of the entire Lustria continent, passing through the city and pouring into the land where he stood. Every stone and every road here was part of the spiritual vein network, together forming this huge and complex energy field.

He closed his eyes, the breeze brushed across his face, and deep in his consciousness, there seemed to be an invisible pull gently tugging at his nerves. It was a feeling that could not be described in words, like the stars whispering, and like the earth calling in silence. The pyramids and star monuments seemed to come alive, connected into a seamless whole, like a nebula in the universe. Those seemingly static buildings were actually breathing and beating constantly, resonating with the land and the stars.

He vaguely felt that the Moon City was not only a spiritual node, but also a container of some more ancient and powerful power. The Moon City was like a seal, imprisoning some unspeakable existence inside, waiting to awaken again one day.

It’s the backup plan left by the ancient saints, the temple spaceship!
He slowly opened his arms, feeling the invisible force flowing in the air. He closed his eyes and let the breeze gently caress his face, as if perfectly integrating him with this ancient city.

Then, he suddenly began to dance gracefully, his steps light, like an elf guided by the stars. His body swayed naturally with the rhythm of his spirit veins. At this moment, he was no longer a simple individual, but a note in the symphony of the spirit veins of the Moon City, dancing with the invisible movement.

His steps were sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as if he was dancing with the world. His arms waved in the air like the wind, and his feet fluttered, causing slight ripples. At this moment, his mind was no longer bound by anything, his thoughts flew along with his dance steps, and time and space gradually dissipated in front of him.

His dance was watched only by the bewildered giant snakes and the silent temple guards, but he did not care. For him, this dance was a ritual of communication with heaven and earth, a way to express inner liberation. He turned and spun lightly, his body like a feather in the wind, enveloped by the moonlight and stars.

The power of the spirit vein seemed to dance with him. With every step he took, he could feel the power quietly surging through his body. The subtle sense of traction became clearer with his dance steps, as if he was walking along the veins of the spirit vein.

Suddenly, he stopped dancing, his feet firmly planted on the cold stone steps, his arms still slightly open. His chest rose and fell violently, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle. He slowly opened his eyes, turned around, looked back, looked back again, and took a step forward.

"Good guy."

As Dacus walked into the astrology room, he couldn't help but mutter. He thought he was well-informed and had experienced all kinds of storms and waves. But the scene before him really shocked him.

He stood there, as if possessed by a toad, his eyes wide open. A room full of toads, or to be exact, nearly a hundred Slann magic priests, all sitting cross-legged on a throne, staring at the sky intently, as if they were holding some secret meeting or performing some kind of ritual. However, from his perspective, the scene was simply like a pot of toad soup, who could tell who was who?
The astronomy room should be a sacred and solemn place, with the starry sky above his head like a vast universe, but at this moment, Dakus felt as if he had strayed into a huge pond. The Slan were all bloated, with shiny skin, and the whiskers around their mouths trembled slightly, like a group of toads waiting to be fed.

The corner of his mouth twitched. If a comet really fell from the sky at this moment, the Lizardman would probably just type "GG" amidst laughter.

He coughed lightly to calm himself down, but soon he couldn't hold it in anymore. Chuku-Ta, who was jogging behind him and the giant snake, ran in.

"What combination is this?"

He, the serpent, and the Skinks who were shouting, "Yes, yes!" came to this stand. What kind of combination was this? He represented Umaq, the serpent represented Sotek, and so should Chuku-Ta represent that? Wouldn't that be enough?

Unfortunately, he couldn't talk to Sotek now, otherwise he would really have to ask what the relationship between Sotek and the Horned Rat was?
According to the Age of Sigmar, the Horned Rat represents the opposite of the Chaos Gods. Ratmen love to kill, but not out of anger. Ratmen love to scheme, but never for change. Ratmen spread disease and corruption, but not for rebirth. Ratmen devour and destroy, but never for pleasure and indulgence. Isn't this the natural enemy of the Chaos Gods?

The Horned Rat and Sotek, one is left, one is right, two cards?
Perhaps according to the Old Ones' grand plan, Sotek will devour the Horned Rat, complete his final evolution, and then eat the four Chaos Gods one at a time?
Perhaps Sotek's evolution failed or the progress bar stagnated for a long time, and then the east is not bright, the west is bright, and extreme methods can't deal with the four Chaos Gods, so let's try another extreme method. The Horned Rat has gained power with the help of hundreds of millions of ratmen, so why not use another method to disgust the four Chaos Gods?
He was not sure whether his thinking was correct. He had to ask Sotek or the Horned Rat, or the ancient saints who knew the situation?

If the Old Ones could create Lizardmen, there was no reason why they couldn't create Skaven. He looked at the Slann who were all looking up at the sky. In his opinion, the Old Ones were very likely to do this, but it was too... cruel.

If his thinking was correct, he could only hope that these things were decided by individuals among the Old Saints, not by the group. He looked at the giant snake coiled up beside him, and looked at the giant snake that looked at him. He realized one thing, the times have changed, now is the new Old Saints era, the era of him, the Pope of Lustria and the Southland Jungle and the King of Athel Loren, and later perhaps the era of him and Sotek.

"Since we have chosen this path, we must continue on it. We must love them. God loves the world, doesn't he?" He sighed and spoke earnestly to the giant snake.

Looking at the giant snake without any reaction, he sighed again. However, he did not expect the giant snake to react to him. What he said to the giant snake was more like what he said to himself.

Soon, he heard light footsteps behind him. He turned his head and saw Chuku-Ta finally climbed up. There was no need for him to embarrass Chuku-Ta. He tilted his head towards Chuku-Ta, who was obviously panicking and at a loss as to what to do. Chuku-Ta ran away as if he had been pardoned after receiving his signal. He ran to the corner and joined another Skink huddled in the corner.

The entire astrology room was filled with Slann except for Dakwus and the giant snake. Of course, there were other beings as well. Three skinks were present, namely Taito Ikao, Chuku-Ta and Paka. Taito Ikao, who had a very high status, was a participant, after all, he even sat on the throne, while Chuku-Ta and Paka were recorders.

In each Temple City, the chief priests and attendants meet regularly in the Inscription Room of the Great Pyramid Temple to discuss the meaning of the tablets in light of recent revelations. When the Slann are inactive, these collective deliberations become the primary means of decision making. This meeting is known as the "Voice Table", and Chuku-Ta oversees the Voice Table of the Moon City along with Pakka, who serves as the only non-Skink Priest allowed to attend the meetings as a scribe.

Now this meeting is bound to be a big event, and it will definitely require a recorder.

Then, he climbed onto the coiled body of the giant snake, found a relatively comfortable position and sat down directly, leaning his back against the spine of the giant snake, which is the neck. For him, the place he chose was the most suitable place for him to stay in such a conference. In this case, he would not sit on Master Ma's sedan chair.

Speaking of Master Ma, he cast his gaze outward, and it took him a long time to see Master Ma in the pile of toads. However, telepathy failed, and Master Ma ignored him and still looked up at the sky.

The whole scene had an indescribable sense of humor, and he couldn't describe it. Was the observatory like a pond? A group of clams squatted on the lotus leaves, their jaws moving constantly, looking up at the sky.

He also raised his head and looked towards the sky. At this moment, he knew why he was so embarrassed just now. (End of this chapter)