Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 168 18 You have to do something to eat melon

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 168 18. You have to do something to eat melon

Malekith knew very well that when Alandrian's daughter asked to serve his mother five thousand years ago, his mother rejected Heliben. His mother rejected Heliben, thinking that Heliben had no magical talent or talent.

Other artistic skills. But he thinks this of his mother is pure jealousy, pure jealousy, his mother can sometimes become stupid and arrogant because of the primal need for superiority, if his mother can tolerate someone more beautiful than her

With the appearance of a young girl, maybe Hurley would become a powerful follower of his mother instead of an enemy that would last for five thousand years. He couldn't help but think of Hurley and her when he was young in Atho Talarian.

The scene when his sister served him. At that time, Heli was the most beautiful elf girl.

As the door of the council chamber slowly closed, Malekith suddenly woke up from his thoughts. He stood up from the throne and began to wander towards the periphery of the seat, like a lurking black dragon.

Wandering among the shadows, Darkus' left hand rested on the hilt of his half-hand sword, and he also walked out of the shadows behind the throne.

Helene sat on the seat and stared at Morathi fiercely, and Morathi was also looking at Helene with disdain, and there was a strong tendency to start the film if there was a disagreement. Helene saw the man walking out of the shadows.

After Dacus, her eyes began to look shocked and stunned, but her eyes were narrowed like a cat, hiding her emotions very well.

The male dignitaries who were originally sitting at the seats all opened their eyes and looked at Morathi greedily. The moment Dacus appeared from the shadows, the eyes of all the dignitaries present were attracted by Dacus. These dignitaries

I have heard the name of Dacus in the past few days. These dignitaries looked at Dacus with suspicion, trying to see why Dacus was so favored by the Witch King. A man who could last for a long time

Druchi stayed in the throne room and never came out in thousands of years!

"Ugly, your father has been reincarnated again. You should be happy, not with this expression now." Morathi looked at Heliben with contempt in her eyes, but she said jokingly.

"Impossible! My father died in Nagaryth five thousand years ago."

"But your father reappeared in front of you five thousand years later, didn't he?"

"Shut up! You should play your role as a dog instead of chattering here!" Helene stood up from her seat and shouted angrily at Morathi, then turned to look at Malekith and the man behind him

Darkus asked, with unconcealed disgust in her eyes, "You are definitely not the reincarnation of my father! Who are you?"

"I? Darkus, Darkus, Scourge of Hell." Darkus said lightly, as if the center of this scolding war was not centered around him. He has been in this broken world for a while,

During this period, I met countless legendary figures and developed a good psychological quality. After passing the level of Malekith, I experienced a qualitative transformation. Maybe I will transform again and go to the Chaos Demon Realm for sightseeing?

There is no such thing as the moment when Heliben saw Darkus, he temporarily woke up from the religious madness of thousands of years, and then shed tears in his eyes and asked Darkeus, is it you? My father. This kind of bloody plot,

How is that possible? You must know that Heliben's mother Miris once advised her not to fall into Kane's madness again. Her selfless and selfless woman was not shaken in her faith. Instead, she was killed on the spot. She directly made a righteous act of annihilation and hunting.

When her sister Lyris was shot through the throat and fell in front of her in the Shadow King, she was also indifferent. She only focused on the hunting mission. She was completely immersed in religious madness. Would she care about Darkus who looked like her father?

The melon-eating dignitaries present turned their attention to Annasara, the mother of the Hell Calamity family. They seemed to want to confirm something, with questions and excitement in their eyes, and their whispers and discussions began to fill the council hall.

"Don't be excited, my niece. Dacus is indeed a child of the Hell Calamity family, but he is just a little bit taller..." Anasara ignored the eyes of the powerful man, and gently touched his big brother with her hand.

The emblem on the round table looked at her niece and said with a smile, with a cold threat and warning in her tone.

"What? Ugly monster? Do you want to assassinate your father's reincarnation just like you sent Kane's assassin to assassinate me a few years ago?" Anasara's best friend Morathi directly finished the attack.

"You fart, you incompetent bitch!" A furious Heliben yelled at Morathi, and then her peripheral vision caught Malekith, who was already a little impatient, and she quickly recovered.

Calmly, she sat back on her seat and said lightly, "That assassin has nothing to do with me! You can't accuse me without any evidence. You are framing it!"

In addition to the dignitaries from Hal Goncy, the dignitaries present turned their attention to the greatest bride of Kane, Heliben. Their eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry. In their opinion, this was a very fun thing.

They also all know that Morathi was almost assassinated a few years ago (2005 in the Imperial Calendar, as shown in the chronology), and the assassin died before revealing his employer. However, Morathi has always suspected that Heliben was the instigator, but there is no evidence.

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Morathi wanted to say something else, but she saw her son who had turned his head to look at her, and after some hesitation, she still closed her mouth. The smart dignitaries at the table also noticed Malekith's impatience.

They quickly adjusted their respective states and became serious again.

Darkus secretly swore! He will definitely find a way to get rid of the watermelon in the future. The facts about Druchi's high-level circles are so interesting. He should really float a big melon and rebuild the glory of watermelon. It is our duty to reshape the watermelon! He was handsome five thousand years ago.

The dashing, graceful Malekith scolded Fang Qiu while chatting and laughing with his good friend and good lieutenant in Atho Talarian. The young and beautiful Heliben and Lyris served their father and Malekith.

Keith served tea and wine from side to side, and Alandrian was not disfigured at that time.

After five thousand years of changes, the former Malekith became spicy chicken shreds. Alandrian's appearance was completely disfigured and he died in Nagaris in that way in five thousand years. Alandrian's wife Miris

He was killed by Heliben himself. Liris was killed by an arrow while hunting the Shadow King. Heliben changed from the most beautiful elf girl to a thousand-year-old old woman. Alandrian's younger brother Kedelon also died at the age of five.

Thousand years ago, he died in the battle of Nagaryth, and Alandrian's younger brother from another lineage was also tortured to death by Anasara and Morathi. These ghosts and snake gods who have lived for five thousand years are now nesting in Nagas far away in Nagaryth.

Ross was arguing about trivial matters, which was weird.

As for Morathi? I wish her eternal health.

At this time, Malekith felt that the evil fire he had calmed down by Darkus in the past few days suddenly burst out again. He was speechless for a long time and kept wandering around the big round table, looking for new enemies.

"Is Venir Iceblade lost?" Malekith asked, his tone full of coldness.

"Dear Your Majesty, Khao'ak (a stronghold in the north) is being besieged by the Aguda warband." The female fear lord from the Atorak stronghold next to the Khao'ak stronghold replied respectfully.

"It doesn't matter, the garrison will fight to the end because they have no choice. They will die like Druch, bleeding for their majesty. When the black tower collapsed, the progress of the barbarians faltered,

They will have some time to plunder their conquests and slaughter their captives, and their warlords will need more time to regroup their animals into warbands." Malekith said meaninglessly, as if in the stronghold of Khaoak.

The Drukhi army is not the same as the people he rules.

"This damn wilderness has never been our home, it's just a refuge, a refuge! Nothing more, it's an anchor point for us to regain everything that once belonged to us."

After finishing speaking, Malekith went around behind the seat of Kira, the Night Lord, and his hot iron hand reached down to touch Kira's shoulder. He glanced at the large round table, his eyes scanning everything he saw.

A powerful man.

"I heard that there was a hole in the Kalonde Kal under your jurisdiction, my night governor." Malekith said softly, placing his helmet next to Kira's face.

"My Majesty, the defense of Kalonde Kal has always been complete, and our fleets and troops will be assembled at any time, waiting for your orders. You can trust the loyalty of Kalonde Kal, and our ships and troops will not

Worse than any other city." Kira looked in the direction of Krakarond's seat and said calmly. She did not panic because of Malekith's actions, nor did she show pain because of the burning heat emanating from Malekith.

expression.

Darkus knew that Karonde Carl, the female night governor named Kira Riel, was a legendary figure, a pirate who specialized in cavalry, naval warfare and alchemy. Her right eye had a ring that belonged to her family.

The eye patch with the emblem, pale skin with black eye shadow, and white hair tied behind her head with gold wire. When she was born, her family was already lonely. She used the means at her disposal to start as a captain.

He served as the Admiral of the Black Ark until he became the Night Commander.

But Kira didn't seem to understand what Malekith meant.

Malekith ignored Kira and wandered around again. He walked next to a dusty corpse and started talking to the corpse. At this time, all the dignitaries in the room were silent, and they all knew that something was about to happen.

, but she didn’t know who this unlucky guy could be, so Morathi watched her son’s performance quietly, while several other ghosts and snake gods who had lived for five thousand years were also watching with different expressions.

At this time, the dignitary on the seat opposite the corpse had begun to sweat from his forehead, and his body was trembling slightly.

Darkus watched Malekith's performance calmly behind Malekith. He had just confirmed that the corpse was already dead. Although the warlocks in Druchi society can play with souls, they can't play with souls.

The corpse, letting the corpse stand up again, is blasphemous and evil, and is not allowed by Druch society. However, in this one-sided dialogue, Malekith still achieved a complete success, and Malekith was exaggerated

Under the performance, the dignitaries present were silent. Malekith's performance achieved an effect that made the dignitaries' hair stand on end.

"If you were the admiral of the Black Ark, how much share of the loot would you give me?" Then Malekith walked behind Walter again, stretched out his iron hand again, and touched Walter's shoulder and said coldly.

arrive.

"My Majesty, I was born to serve you. If you let me take charge of the Black Ark Fleet, I will plunder as much as possible and get more shares, and then dedicate these shares to you." Walter looked as usual.

said.

"Don't you want even one?" Malekith's cold words contained a hint of curiosity and interest.

"My Majesty, as I said before, I was born to serve Your Majesty. I dedicate my loyalty to Your Majesty, all at your Majesty's command." After speaking, Walter wanted to stand up and turn around to salute Malekith.

But Malekith's iron hand pressed down on Walter's shoulder and did not let Walter get up. He laughed strangely, neither confirming nor denying what Walter said.

The dignitaries present turned their heads in the direction of Walter again, as if they wanted to see who this man was, who could speak such powerful words.

Darkus, who was following Malekith, raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He knew that Walter had passed this level. Walter's answer made Malekith slightly satisfied. He also knew that an unlucky guy was about to appear.

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"Lanis Night Stalker, where is my share?" Malekith continued to wander in the council chamber. He came to the seat opposite the corpse just now, and his orange eyes looked at it coldly.

The admiral sitting on the seat asked loudly at the same time.

"My Majesty, please listen to my explanation." Lanis Night Demon said in a panic, his tone changed, and he tried to stand up and turn around.

Darkus took out the stabbing blade and stepped forward quickly, pressing the back of Lanis' neck with his left hand.

Lanis was startled, and he subconsciously pulled out the serrated short blade hidden in his wrist to prepare for the final desperate resistance.

Darkus didn't care so much and directly used the stabbing blade to scratch through the gap above Lanis' elbow joint. The sharpness of the stabbing blade and his superb skills even caused the sawtooth short blade to fall to the ground in the council chamber.

There was a crisp sound, but no blood oozed out. He ignored Lanis's screams, knowing that he had broken Lanis's tendons. He directly pressed Lanis's neck on the big round table and put the stabbing blade against it.

Lanis's throat. But during the whole process, he did not show any bloodthirsty or weird expression, but looked as normal as if he had crushed an insect to death.

When Coran Blackhand heard the crisp sound of the weapon falling to the ground, he stood up from his seat and rushed over with the scarlet halberd. The black guard behind Lanis also tried to get closer, but he was blocked by

Malekith put out his hand to stop him.

All the Druchi present looked in this direction, whether they were the dignitaries sitting on the seats or the black guards standing behind the seats.

Malekith grabbed Lannis, who was still struggling. His iron hand grasped Lannis's pie-shaped face with regret, anxiety, anger, etc., and forced Lannis to open his mouth.

"Any slaves and gold in Naggaroth are my property! I am not letting you serve as admiral to let you lose my share! What is the point of living when you are not loyal to your majesty?"

Malekith spoke coldly at first, but as the words continued, anger clearly rose in his voice, and he finally roared directly.

Malekith's iron hand tightened and tightened, and Lanis's mouth was still making inarticulate shouts.

Darkus, who was standing nearby and raising the bayonet blade to see if there was any blood, clearly heard the sound of continuous bone cracking. He shook off the bayonet blade and put it back on. At this time, Lanis's facial features had begun to seep blood, and he

He stepped forward and tore Ranis's Hardrika apart. As the Hardrika was torn off, a sound sounded like a watermelon exploding. Although the watermelon exploded, the watermelon did not explode.

Lanis's body fell limply on the seat, and the blood flowing from his facial features began to drip onto the marble floor.

"I smell new blood!"

Darkus knew that this was what Heliben said, and he threw Ranis' Hardrica into the center of the large round table.

Alandrian is Heliben's father

The connection between the Hellraiser family and Alandrian is a second creation

(End of chapter)