Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 79 5. Blood and Fire
Dacus asked the recovering Chupa Keke about the positioning of the stone slabs. Chupa Keke said that he did not understand, and he was ordered to find it every time.

Dacius went to the warehouse to check the stone slabs again, and confirmed that there should be no GPS positioning devices or the like.After thinking for a while, he understood that first of all, the Slans had to know the existence of the slate before they could locate it.If you don't know, you can't talk about positioning. Otherwise, what would Ticht Huiqi lead the Skinks riding the Horned Cold One to serve as war dog mercenaries in the old world?Besides, why are there so many stone slabs scattered all over the abandoned temple city in Lustria and haven't been found?Shouldn’t the whole picture be bright if there is a positioning?

The Black Ark Desperate Herald experienced a long voyage in the subterranean sea, and finally sailed out from the junction of the Lustria Isthmus and the Paphacus Rainforest, and then began to turn around and head north.

After traveling for a few days, the animal trainers riding the dark Pegasus began to scout northwards non-stop. The animal trainers who returned soon reported that they found a human galleon sailing westward in the north.

The Herald of Despair led the plundering fleet and began to turn, hanging far behind the ship, and the sorceresses on board began to activate the magic to make the magic device in the steeple emit thick fog.

It traveled like this for five days, during which there was only this ship, and no ship left the port of Skogi, maybe it was because they didn't ask for money?Who knows.

In the first half of the night, the Herald of Despair began full combat readiness, and Dacius was not ready to attack. He wanted to stand next to Dastan Lengyan and learn. This is a rare opportunity to command in actual combat.

Slaves had been sacrificed to Cairne, and the two war-hydras were feasting on them, enjoying a feast of carnival.

In the middle of the night, the sea water began to rise, and the raid began without warning!

The only possible route in and out of Skogee is the port, which is directly blocked by the fleet led by the Desperate Herald.

The sleeping black dragon woke up. It flew towards the fortifications outside the port, exhaling poisonous breath. The corrosive breath instantly melted the defensive towers. The black dragon began to roar, venting its madness to everything within reach Power, the Norscans in the fortifications awoke from their sleep trying to throw throwing axes and javelins in a desperate counterattack.

The Herald of Despair drove into the periphery of the port with the high tide at night, and the Reaper ballistas on the deck were moved to the side facing the port. Under the blessing of the sorceress' magic, they began to shoot at the ships moored in the port.

The black dragon made a circle in the air and returned to the fortifications outside the port. Throwing axes and javelins had no effect on the black dragon's hard skin, but instead angered it.It spewed poisonous breath again, and the corrosive breath directly melted the reptiles who dared to challenge it. The Norscans could no longer bear this sense of powerless fear from the heart, and began to run away in all directions.

Soldiers from the Herald of Despair and the Marauder and the Black Ark pirates began to climb the rope ladder to the boarding boat.

There are various ships moored in the port, carrying various flags. Dacius took a look at most of the ships from the Empire, the southern city-states, Araby and Bretonnia, as well as some small Norscan dragon ships.That is to say, these people who come here to ask for money can coexist peacefully. It is really hard for them not to fight each other.The ship was blown to pieces under the bombardment of the Reaper Ballista with magic arrows, and the fangs and claws of the Hell Dragon also attacked these fragile wooden ships. The boat was snapped off from the middle of the deck.

Dastan Lengyan was fully armed and stood on the deck watching the battle. He was planning to sacrifice another batch of slaves to get Hecate's blessing, but he didn't expect the battle to go so smoothly, so he hurriedly ordered the first officer to stop this wave of sacrifices.

Dacius was speechless, and looked at Dastan Lengyan contemptuously from the side, but he could also understand, what did the sentence say, the poor become rich, and their breasts and belly protrude?wrong!
The cold-eyed family has a whole lot of debt and interest, so it should be possible to save as much as possible?Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness?Or fully demonstrate the utilitarianism of Drucci in this regard?
Dacus coughed quickly, Dastan Lengyan turned his head to look at him in a daze, he shook his head back, the meaning was very clear, Alyssa, the Hecate well-wisher is still here, but Dustan Cold Eyes didn't seem to know this.

"Don't worry, there are plenty of slaves and wealth!" After speaking, Dacius picked his head at the town, but he would not say that he was curious about the power and effect of large-scale magic.

Following the sacrifice of this wave of slaves, the high-level shadow-type female sorceress of the Lengyan family began to manipulate the restless Urgu Wind, and the female sorceress on the ship next to her also began to act as a power bank and pour magic into the town of Skogi. A dark vortex of condensed shadows was released.The vortex leading to the abyss of hell slowly opened in the town. After the vortex was formed, it began to move and wreak havoc, and swallowed everything caught in it forever.

At this time, Mazdamurdi did not meditate again. He vaguely felt that if he meditated again, he would wake up again immediately. He wanted to find out what the omen was.He suddenly sensed that a fierce battle broke out in the place where the hot-blooded species lived, where a terrible wind of magic was condensed, and Paqiu Keke was also there.

Pichipochi still respectfully served Lord Mazdamody, and Mazdamody slowly lowered his head to look at him, and asked him to see what was going on through a magical message.

This poor place in Skogee is one of the wettest places on the entire Lustrian Isthmus coast, with one tide a year and one tide a year.Due to the Norscan tradition, most of the buildings in the town are wooden structures, so that many buildings must be built on high pillars to keep them partially dry.Unfortunately, this tradition is not so effective in the sunken mire, where many pillars have rotted to the core, so the houses in this dilapidated place are always rickety, and can even sway from side to side with violent movements.

However, people living here after tonight don't have to worry about these shitty things, and they don't have to shake hard in the brothel, thinking about the evil fun of knocking down the brothel and running the bill.

"What happened to B? Is there a typhoon?"

The terrible dark vortex was sweeping, sucking up the exhausted guests who collapsed on the bed after working hard, directly sucking up the people and the house.Some people simply disappeared without a trace in their sleep, as if they had never been in the mortal world.

Countless mercenaries, explorers, adventurers, crew members and guards rushed out of various houses disheveled and frightened.

There was a jam in a tavern, and drunken people crowded the double doors of the entrance trying to get out, some had already run out, but fell in the mud at the bottom of the stairs, and before they could get up, their eyes were wide open. Seeing the dark vortex with the terrifying sound getting closer and closer, the adventurer who instantly woke up from drunk let out a hysterical and desperate cry, and then disappeared.

Those who are still sleeping on the bar counter are lucky, because they don't need to experience fear before they disappear in a daze.

Dacius looked at the terrifying scene through the binoculars, thinking about what it would be like if he and his army were inside?
(End of this chapter)