Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Great Matheran, Lord of the Abyss,

The master of the raging seas, the embodiment of the violent storms,
You are the master of the boundless sea, the only light in the darkness of the deep sea.

We, in your grace, acknowledge the ocean's vastness and majesty,

In the endless waves, I listen to your whispers,

Feel your rage in the roar of the storm.

We swear,

Loyal to the ocean, loyal to your will,
I will protect this blue land for your glory.

No matter the road ahead is a calm journey or a turbulent abyss.

We swear,

Respect the gifts of the ocean and act with wisdom and reverence,

If the sea wind leads, we will follow,
If the storm comes, we will bear it.

We swear,

If anyone betrays his oath, may the abyss devour our souls.

May the huge waves abandon us, and may the sea never accept our corpses.

Great Matheran, Lord of the Abyss,
Hear our prayers and remember our vows!

We pledge our loyalty to you to the ends of the sea,

Until the end of the world, never waver!

The glory of Matheran will live forever!

As Dacus slowly raised the Trident of the Sea, the artifact with blue-green light was like a symbol of the ocean, spreading the majesty of the abyss across the entire square. Everything around him fell silent as the trident rose, and even the air became stagnant, as if waiting for the arrival of the sacred moment.

At this moment, Serene's voice rang out, she chanted the prayer loudly, her clear and respectful voice echoed over the square, every syllable seemed to touch the depths of the believers' souls. Her elegant and firm posture, like a messenger delivering an oracle, made people feel awe.

In the squares, streets and docks of the Temple District, the followers of Matheran stood with expressions of piety and gratitude on their faces. They performed rituals, gently touching their foreheads with their right index and middle fingers, symbolizing respect for the storm.

Then, they gently touched their right palms to their chests to show respect for Matheran and the power of the sea. They closed their eyes and remained silent, expressing their gratitude for the gift of the sea with a calm mind, symbolizing their humility and respect for Matheran. The murmurs gathered into a wave of sound, surging towards the direction of the Trident of the Sea, as if to convey their faith to the Lord of the Abyss.

With the last word of the prayer, the 24-day Wine Festival came to an end.

This grand festival, full of joy and strife, full of revelry and ritual, has now reached its solemn finale.

At this moment, the prayers of the believers intertwined and turned into gratitude and praise to Matheran, echoing under the sky of Chapeuto.

Daxus put down his trident, looked around, and his eyes swept across the familiar and shocking scene. At this moment, he had to sigh again at the elves' design aesthetics.

Behind him was the Great Temple of Matheran. The magnificent building was like a continuation of the sea. The deep blue and silver white intertwined into a magnificent painting, exuding a solemn and mysterious brilliance. It was an ode to the ocean and an epic of the abyss. The huge curved arch stood tall, engraved with ancient and complex marine inscriptions, as if whispering the secrets of the abyss and commemorating the bravery and sacrifice of countless navigators.

The round dome on the top of the temple rises high, like a part of the sky inlaid on the building, symbolizing the infinity and tolerance of the ocean. The surface of the dome is inlaid with exquisite gold and colored glaze, showing a tide-like pattern, against the surrounding spires and the vast sky, symbolizing Matheran's control over storms and ocean order.

No matter how fierce the storm is or how turbulent the sea is, this temple always stands as solid as a rock on the water-rippled stone, overlooking the vast world, demonstrating the power and eternity of the Lord of the Abyss.

In the center of the dome stood a celestial hurricane instrument composed of several layers of concentric rings. Each layer of the device was embedded with rotating metal arms, engraved with ancient symbols of stars and waves.

The interior of the hall under the dome is like a magnificent underwater world interwoven with countless lights and shadows. The dome is soaring into the sky, so that every whisper in the hall can echo, like the echo of the deep sea. There are fine mosaics on the top of the hall, depicting the abyss and all living beings under the protection of Matheran. The blue and silver light is like the waves of the sea, constantly surging to every corner of the hall.

The entire Great Temple is a symbol of Matheran, a celebration of the endless ocean, and a holy place of faith. Standing here, you can feel the sea breeze blowing and hear the low hum of the sea tide. The sacred breath is everywhere.

Daxus turned around and looked up at the dome and the Celestial Hurricane Meter standing on it, with a surge of faith in his heart. This place was not only a symbol of Matheran, but also the source of his power and the starting point of the new era he was about to create.

Located at the four corners of the Great Temple are four towering spires, shining with blue-green light, complementing the brilliance of the Trident of the Sea. The spires are connected by hollow sea-pattern bridges, forming a continuous outline of the sky.

The four spires located at the four corners of the Maserlan Grand Temple are like giants guarding the temple, piercing the sky. They are not only buildings, but also symbols of authority, carrying the believers' pious faith in the ocean, storms, wealth and faith. The four spires emit blue-green light, reflecting the trident of the sea, as if resonating with the soul of the deep sea.

The surface of the Storm Spire is covered with intricate carvings of vortices and waves that seem to flow, and on top of the tower is a Storm Ring made of pure gold, symbolizing Matheran's control over the power of storms. The spire emits a cold silver light, and under the refraction of light and shadow, the tower body seems to be wrapped in a whistling wind, and occasionally the roar of thunder and lightning can be heard.

The Wealth Spire symbolizes the gift of the sea. Its body is inlaid with various precious gems and shining metals. From a distance, it looks like a work of art. Gold and gems shine alternately on the body of the tower. Aquamarine and turquoise are inlaid in key positions, embellishing the endless flow of wealth. The top of the tower is a huge pearl, symbolizing Matheran's rule over wealth and marine resources.

The appearance of the Ocean Spire is seamless, with various sea beasts carved on the tower, including leaping dolphins, tumbling whales, entrenched sea dragons, and a trident pattern symbolizing the favor of Matheran. These carvings give life to the spire, and the lighthouse-shaped decoration on the top of the tower symbolizes that the light of Matheran will always guide sailors forward.

The Faith Spire is the simplest, without too many gorgeous decorations, but full of sacred solemnity, low-key and solemn. On the top of the tower is a symbol of Matheran, a soul stone inlaid on a golden base, which emits a soft blue-green light, symbolizing that the souls of believers will always be blessed by Matheran.

The four spires are connected by hollow sea-pattern bridges, which interweave like the tides, integrating the spires and the great temple. These bridges are not only extensions of the building structure, but also a symbol of faith, power and rule. From a distance, the outlines of the four spires and the hollow bridges interweave to form a picture that stretches across the sky, like the arms of the sea embracing the sky, showing everyone who looks at it the supreme authority and glory of Matheran. In the distance is the Hailan Hub, where the adjusted buildings are larger and richer than those on the previous sand table. The overall architectural style of the hub combines the fluctuations of the ocean with the geometric aesthetics of the core hub. This venue is not only a core platform for believers to dedicate to Matheran, display their abilities, accumulate wealth and expand their influence, but also a busy intersection across the ocean, symbolizing the gathering place of power, faith and wealth.

Beyond the Hailan Hub is a place further away, but Daxus can't see it because it is blocked by a group of great and meaningful buildings...

On the ground, believers still maintained their ritual postures, and the murmured prayers echoed in their ears like a tide. In the distance, the city silhouette of Chapeuto reflected golden light under the setting sun, and the bustling crowd surged like a river, rushing towards the final chapter of the festival.

He took a deep breath and felt the power surge in his chest. His heart was like a surging tide, stirring up surging emotions. He looked up at the vast sky, his eyes filled with blazing faith.

"A new era has come, my era has come!" He muttered to himself, with a confident smile on his lips.
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As night fell, the entire Mask Palace was brightly lit, shrouding the banquet hall in a dreamy glow of gold and silver. The dance floor in the center of the hall was crowded with people, and guests in various costumes danced gracefully. Musicians played melodious music on one side, with the sounds of piano, flute and hand drums interweaving, lively and elegant.

The long buffet table was filled with delicious food, from piles of fresh fruits to beautifully presented seafood, as well as fragrant barbecue and rich soups. The wine area was even more lively, with rows of crystal wine glasses filled with a variety of wines, chicha, white wine and special fruit wines of various flavors. The waiters shuttled among them, replenishing the empty plates from time to time and providing guidance to the guests.

Amid the noise and laughter, Dacus had no intention of joining the dance floor, nor of trying the delicious food that filled the long table. His fingers were stroking a ring, and he felt that he was not far from the achievement of "King of Ten Rings"? If he wanted, he could immediately get a few more rings to wear to activate the achievement, or the system? The problem was... he didn't know.

Some rings are just decorations, such as the Blue Water Jade Ring which is not a magic prop. This ring is just an ordinary decoration, but the material is excellent, and the ring surface is smooth and cold, as if it flows with the silence of the deep sea.

The Blue Water Emerald Ring existed before the great invasion, and it contained endless time and memories. It was a gift given to him by the two Orici before their final farewell. It was extremely meaningful, and even if it wasn't a magic prop, he would always wear it. Seeing the ring would remind him of the lizardmen's dedication and remind him of his responsibility.

There is also a starlight ring, one of the three-piece starlight set, a genuine product of the ancient saint. The shape of the ring is simple and smooth, and the smooth metal surface of the inner ring reflects the brilliance of the outer gemstone, adding a layer of mysterious brilliance, like a wonderland where stars gather, condensing the glory of the Milky Way between the fingers. The surface is inlaid with countless twinkling stars, each of which is as bright as the stars in the night sky.

Whenever light shines on the ring, the inside of the ring will flow with brilliance, just like the Milky Way flowing between your fingers. The design of the ring setting seems to be inspired by the spiral shape of the Milky Way, and the delicate engraved lines are like star tracks in the universe.

As for what it is used for… Narhap and Salil didn’t know when they found it, and now the second generation of Slann on the continent of Lustria don’t know either, let alone him. There was no explanation when he found it, and he didn’t have an identification system. After wearing the ring, the bow and cloak had no additional effects, but he didn’t think the ring was just a decoration, after all, it was one of the three pieces of the Starlight set.

At first, he thought: Do we have to take a spaceship to outer space to find out? But as time went by, he thought it seemed possible? The ring allows the bow and arrow to be used in space? And the cloak adds a propulsion function that allows him to move in space?
But... he has no intention of going into space for the time being. He has not figured out the problems in this world yet, and has not explored the endless ocean yet, unless? He goes to bomb Morserib?
Benboerba: Me?

Dacus: Me?

There are also some useful things, such as the ring that Malekith gave him as a gift, which can resist dark magic. He has been wearing it since Malekith gave it to him, and he plans to keep wearing it.

Now, the ring he was rubbing was a brass ring, yes, Hecate's brass ring. Maybe the local monks were good at chanting, after he first returned to Naggaroth, Edrezer sent Baine with a broken arm to teach him martial arts; when he encountered a crisis in the forest farm, Hecate also provided help, guiding Alisa to transform into a war hydra, and guiding Anasara to support him.

Afterwards... Hecate provided a series of help, and he responded in kind. The establishment of the sorceress system was his best response.

Before, Serene had spent a long time in front of the statue of Matheran in the center of the Great Hall of Matheran Temple. It was not for anything else, as the daughter of Matheran, she did not need to pray to Matheran. She was just like the lunar rover operator in the command center with high latency, guiding a group of dolphins to retrieve the brass ring that fell into the Sea of ​​Terror.

The fact is that Serene succeeded, but she did not choose to wear it. Instead, she gave it to Dacus, and it was up to Dacus to decide.

Originally, Serene was the best wearer, but she was detached from the world and not in the five elements. She didn't need to fight, and even if she did, she didn't need the brass ring to assist her. Unless the previous fucking thing happened again, but that fucking thing happened once, and only once.

Daxus did not choose to give it to one of the five high-ranking priests of Stormweaver. Due to factions, politics, personal circumstances, etc., it was not a big deal to whom to give it to, and whether he could wear it was also a question. In the end... he was furious.

Originally, he couldn't wear it, after all, the brass ring was too powerful as a divine weapon, but fortunately he had the Holy Soul Reef and the Trident of the Sea to offset it. With the brass ring, the trident, and the Teku Toltec wristbands fused to the dragon armor, his long-range attack ability was even stronger. At sea, in winter, in places ravaged by storms, he was almost invincible.

Although Hecate is very jealous, she is generous. Maybe it's anger that's out of love? Love for Dacius, or something else? In short, she is generous and absolutely considerate.

A few days ago, Dacus's good grandmother, or mother, Molaig, appeared. Molaig, in the form of a crow, had no other intention than to hand him the brass ring in her beak and then flew away.

The fourth brass ring represents the ring of the wind of Shash.

Daxus absolutely dared not wear this ring. He still wanted to live a good life. He had been exploited enough by Drusala and Genevieve... He didn't want to see his haggard face in the mirror.

He gave the fourth brass ring to his cousin, Colonia, who was able and qualified to wear it.

Now, the Dust Staff, the Brass Ring, Carmine who became a friend and partner of Colonia, plus other miscellaneous bonus accessories, etc.

The super high-end version of "Graveyard Rose" Elspeth has appeared. Perhaps soon, the Hell Disaster Family will have a second legendary spellcaster, and Duruchi will have a third legendary spellcaster. Malekith, Anasara, and Colonia are all fine. As for that one...

He smiled and then walked through the crowded crowd towards a quieter corner.

In the corner, Fenrir, wearing a baggy robe, was sitting alone at a small table, holding a glass of wine in his hand. His face was calm, revealing a coldness that was out of tune with the warm atmosphere around him.

"Fenrir, you are always like this, drinking alone and not joining in the carnival. I'm really worried that when the party is over, there won't even be anyone to take you home." Dacus approached and said softly.

"You are the same, avoiding the dance floor and the wine table and coming to me." Fenrir raised his head and glanced at Dacus, with a complicated look in his eyes. He did not respond to Dacus' words. His voice was low, with a hint of fatigue and some undisguised sarcasm. "What's wrong? Your social life as a king is a bit unbearable?"

"You know I can hold on, but... there are some things I'd rather talk about with someone like you." Daxus smiled, sat down opposite Fenrir, and poured a glass from the wine jug on the table.

"Tell me, you didn't come to me just to tease me." Fenrir was silent for a moment, then raised his glass, clinked it lightly with Daquus, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"I have some ideas... about the future, about you." Daxus didn't rush to answer. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Fenrir did not speak, but put down the wine glass and looked at Daquus intently, waiting for the next words. (End of this chapter)