Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 181 31 Snake and Dragon

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 181 31. Snake and Dragon

It is normal for the dangerous peaks to have caves and other geographical environments. These caves are usually places where giant beasts and beasts rest and hibernate.

Outside the cave, there is a vast expanse of white snow, which is continuously piled high and low on the ground, sometimes even reaching the waist. Without the cover of vegetation, the peaks and valleys look yellow and desolate, and the cave looks desolate.

There are some icicles and icicles around. They are formed by the condensation of water droplets in the cave. They have exquisite structures and are crystal clear. The shapes of icicles and icicles are different, some are like crystals, and some are like ice souls, which make people feel mysterious and beautiful. But

These caves are usually extremely dangerous, usually owned, and are places where giant beasts and beasts rest and hibernate.

The Quicksilver Dragonfly is a small metal dragonfly made under the guidance of Taebok. It can fly over the battlefield, thus bringing vital intelligence to the holder, so to speak. But this is in Asho.

The small objects excavated by Tom are not as useful as expected, but they can still be used for exploring caves.

The Swift Silver Dragonfly quickly flew away. It seemed like a dragonfly, blown by the cold wind, stumbling and floating in the air, and quickly entered the cave.

The rich and powerful opened the game, betting on what was in the cave, betting on everything, and betting on nothing at all.

Darkus didn't know what the specific environment in the cave was like. He could only wait quietly for Alyssa to explore. After a long time, the Quick Silver Dragonfly flew out of the cave.

"Sir, it's a hibernating cockatrice." Alyssa shook her head in disappointment.

Regardless of whether they won or lost the bet, the surrounding dignitaries all looked disappointed when they heard it was a cockatrice.

The cockatrice has a very strange shape, with a huge beak and wings, a pair of sharp claws, and the underbelly of its body looks like a snake, covered with poisonous stingers and red scales. This thing is very, very smart, but also a little cowardly, like

It lurks on the edge and has a strong tendency to protect itself. It is an extremely useless beast. Once this thing is cornered and cornered, it will become violent and attack those who approach with its claws crazily. It seems like this

Only in this way can we make up for the inner cowardice of this thing.

To put it bluntly, it is of no use, and it has no ornamental value in the arena. The only role that cockatrices can play is to arrange tasks such as trials. It is said that cockatrices in the old world sometimes follow the beastmen.

Combat, and has evolved to be able to discern the intentions of the Bretonnian masters, because the Bretonnian masters have an indescribable passion for hunting cockatrices, just like the tide and the direction of the wind, no cockatrices can be killed without killing them.

My knight career seems incomplete, and I am embarrassed to say hello to other gentlemen.

But this thing also has a unique skill. The piercing scream can echo in the minds of those who survive the fight with it, and it can also petrify its enemies with its magical gaze. Unless you can avoid its magical gaze, it can be killed with just one glance.

Its enemies turn to stone, just like Medusa. Those who don't look directly at it will be attacked by its sharp claws and poisonous beak. These attacks are enough to pierce armor and break bones. In addition, there are

The Cockatrice will also spew acidic vomit.

"Do you need the eyes of this thing?" Darkus looked at the four sorceresses and asked. The most valuable thing about the Cockatrice is its eyes, a particularly sought-after alchemy material.

The four sorceresses looked at each other, but before they could say anything, Darkus waved his hand directly. They were here anyway, so they just treated it as hunting.

Soon the trainers began to set up the Reaper Ballista and put a large pile of meat at the entrance of the cave. Drusala and Colonia used black magic to defrost it and amplify the smell of the meat and guide it.

Float into the cave.

After a long time, the cockatrice seemed to wake up from hibernation by smelling the scent of meat. After another long time, the cunning cockatrice made a hissing sound and slowly crawled out of the hole. Duck

Us smelled a suffocating stench downwind.

Then there was nothing more. The moment the cold lizards smelled the scent of cockatrices and screamed uncontrollably, the reaper ballistas came close and fired, harpoon crossbows, barbed nets and hunting forks with strong iron chains all greeted them.

, the cockatrice's first reaction was to run back into the cave, but it was still a step too late. At this time, it was unable to move, and was overthrown without even using its unique skills.

You must know that this group of Druchi beast trainers are specially designed to deal with these strange things. The dangerous peaks are not a lawless place, and giant beasts are not allowed to run wild.

The ink continued for a while, some were packing tools, some were unloading cargo on the cockatrices, and the cold lizards were eating the corpses. Maranur even jumped on the disaster walker chariot and went around the cave.

After coming out, I cursed loudly. There was nothing inside except the disgusting stench and dead bones after eating. There was no sparkling treasure house or sparkling ore.

Soon, the team continued to travel through the precipitous mountain peaks. Suddenly, they heard a loud noise, as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and something seemed to be flying past from high in the sky. They raised their heads to observe, and saw a huge giant in between.

The black dragon passed by in the sky, its body was tens of meters long, and its black scales shone with dazzling light. The Drukhi could not help but widen their eyes, and their hearts were filled with awe and wonder.

Darkos took out the monocular from his belt and looked over. He wanted to confirm whether there was a saddle on the dragon's back and Druch was on it. It might be Barchus, the black dragon of Lacasse.

, but it seems that this black dragon doesn’t look like a black dragon? Because the scales of this black dragon are different from the black dragons he has seen before, and it seems to be somewhere in the middle?

The black dragon's wings flapped, and its body flew in the air like a black flame. It drew a beautiful arc in the sky, flew into the distance, and gradually disappeared into the clouds.

"Turn!" On the other side, Lacasse, who was wearing the beast armor that was made after the Dark Council, also paid attention to the black dragon. He thought for a moment and then waved the whip of pain and ordered.

"Continue." A group of shadows climbing on the cliff also noticed the black dragon. After the black dragon disappeared from sight, the leader of the shadows spoke in Elvish language that only the shadows could understand.

The team was silent for a while, no one spoke. They were all shocked by the magnificent sight before them.

"Why is there a black dragon here? And it looks so big?" Cowell couldn't help but speak first, gesticulating as he spoke.

Then the Druchi people began to discuss one after another. You must know that the black dragon is the product of Malekith's secret cultivation. The corrupted and strengthened black magic has infiltrated the dragon's body to create the black dragon. Now Druchi's black dragons are all Su

Descendants of Lehe. Domestic black dragons escape or are the black dragons lost in the war thriving freely in the wild?

"Seraphim? It should be Seraphim! I remember that a group of shadows found an unprotected dragon egg nest in the deepest part of the dangerous peaks. Seraphim was the first one to hatch. The ferocious Seraphim

Fin was stopped by the sorceress when he broke the eggshells of his other brothers and sisters. After that, Seraphim became Malekith's mount, and Seraphim's brothers and sisters were given to the Dread Lord and Seraphim by Malekith.

Masters of the Black Guard Tower, form an army of Lords of Annihilation!" Darkus did not see the saddle and the rider in his imagination. He began to think carefully. He immediately thought of a possibility, and the time seemed to be correct.

on.

"Is it from the guys from Kalonde Carl?" Maranur asked, turning to look at Darkus who was deep in thought.

"I didn't see it. It shouldn't be Barchus from Lacas." Darkus knew what his brother meant by asking.

"Sir, looking at the size, it doesn't look like an ordinary black dragon. It seems to be more ancient. I heard the legend of this dragon when I was serving in the stronghold. There are often reports of sightings of black dragons in various strongholds in the north. I didn't expect it to be true.

"Dorian also thought for a long time, and when he saw the opportunity to speak, he cautiously interjected.

"I feel that what is surging on that black dragon's body is not fire, but the wind of Shaxu." Drusala added immediately.

Colonia nodded and agreed with Drusala's statement.

"Kalion!" Darkus shouted directly.

"A black dragon that can do death magic? "Calamity" Shakolette? No way? Doesn't Shakolette know necromancy? No, the energy of death and dark magic can also be used to cast necromancy! This is around here

There can't be some damn Xacolat battle group, right? A group of undead creatures? Sapphiron? Icecrown? Alsace? It's a medley." Darkus's mind was a little confused at this time. Is he there?

He stopped thinking about what he saw before and after, and also thought about the next choice.

"Master!" Kalien ran back quickly.

The Druchi all fell silent at this time, looking at Darkus quietly, waiting for Darkus' further orders or inquiries.

"Can you tell where the black dragon just flew to?" Darkus frowned and looked at Kalien and asked.

"Master, this is the direction of the Chaos Wilderness, I'm sure! Master,..." Kalien hesitated as he spoke, not knowing whether he should say the next words.

"You want to say that you have roughly judged the flight path of the black dragon?" Darkus took out the pipe from his arms, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, the tobacco started to light up. He turned his head and looked at him.

Drusala lit a cigarette and waited for Kalien's answer.

There is no map in the team. The map is useless in this damn place. Sometimes it can be misleading. Walking around in this mountain is like being in Athel Loren, although Darkus has not been to Athel yet.

Loren, the wind of magic and the mysterious unknown are constantly eroding this mountain range. He only knows the east, west, north, and south, and follows the feelings and experiences of the animal trainers to find the needle in the haystack, wherever he goes. The original plan was to have no plan.

You can stay there for about two to three weeks before the supplies are exhausted. When you return, you can walk out of the dangerous peaks from the south, or go out from the north to supply supplies at the border stronghold and return to Nagarond.

"Destiny? is a lazy device invented by foolish philosophers and endorsed by incompetent playwrights and poets... If one believes in destiny, one loses the right to choose one's path and gives up all

He does not take responsibility for his own actions." Darkus had never expected to encounter the Lema Beast the first time he came, and he also asked the old lady. Although the old lady did not tell him where the Lema Beast was, she told him

Not here. He remembered what Malekith had said to him again, but he couldn't remember the middle part.

"Master, I'm sorry! I can't guarantee it! The terrain of the dangerous peaks..." Kalien knelt on one knee on the snow and said with his head lowered.

"Kalien! Follow your feeling, I believe you! Just like before, I always believe in you, even if I don't find anything in the end, it doesn't matter." Darkus jumped from Silk Laji's body

He got down, walked in front of Kalien and pulled Kalien up.

"Master!" Kalien stood up smoothly, he wanted to say something else.

Darkus patted Kalien on the shoulder at this time, stopping Kalien's next words.

The Druchi in the team watched Darkus' personal performance in silence. Every Druchi, regardless of their identity or status, was thinking about something to a greater or lesser extent.

The team continued to move forward. In the next few days, there was no big harvest, but there was a harvest, a rather strange hydra egg (a book friend's trap). Of course, strange is what the animal trainers said. The team

Found a hydra cave, it was still the same rhythm. Alyssa put the drone Quicksilver Dragonfly into the cave and found the hibernating hydra and the egg. Kalien drove the disaster walker chariot to put the hibernating hydra into the cave.

The hydra woke up and led out of the cave. The hydra chased Kallion angrily. By the time the hydra reacted, another Disaster Walker chariot had already brought out the hydra egg. After that, the hydra was angry.

Yes, I chased him all the way amidst the exaggerated ridicule of the Druchis.

There was a strange metallic creaking sound, and Kalien, who was driving the Disaster Walker chariot at the front, looked down and felt as if the wheels were pressing against something.

The team came to a strange place, and Darkus noticed that there were more and more boulders and scattered dead grass near the bottom of the slope. The boulders themselves had a strange shape, with a mixture of rounded and sharp edges, which looked very weird.

"Look over there!" A fellow trainer of the chariot suddenly pointed in one direction and shouted.

Kalien followed the direction and found a humanoid silhouette lying in the withered grass. The exposed metal shimmered under the leaden eyes. He thought it was snow at first, but then he suddenly realized that what he saw was snow.

A crumpled steel breastplate covered with a thin layer of snow and grass.

Soon, the team stopped.

Several animal trainers jumped off the Disaster Walker chariot, ran to the armor, and spent a long time pulling out the frozen armor.

"How is this possible!" Dorian said in disbelief.

"This! This? This is impossible? The sign of Nagaryth! Why?" Renn jumped off the cold lizard's back, ran to the armor, held the broken piece of armor and exclaimed silently.

Darkus was also a little shocked, because this was Asur-style armor from the early ancient times. He saw many statues similar to this armor in Malekith's Black Tower. He turned his head and looked at the fog in front of him, thinking in his heart

Suddenly uneasiness arose.

Soon, more ruins appeared, gathered on both sides of the road that was not a road. Darkus thought it was a boulder at first, but as the excavation deepened, he realized that it was an Asur chariot, Tyran Loch

The kingdom is proud of its Ysrama silver chariot. However, the wheels have long since rotted, and the sides of the armor are dented and cracked. An outline made of Ysrama silver can still be seen. He also saw a helmet.

, rusty swords and spearheads, the handles have long been turned into dust, and the metal has become dilapidated with the passage of time.

"This seems to be the edge of a battlefield? I seem to have thought of something." Maranur rode a cold lizard and stood next to his brother, chewing tobacco and frowning as he thought.

Darkus glanced at the other Druchi around him, and these Druchi walked further away in a smart way.

"At the end of the great invasion, the first Phoenix King Aenarion asked one of his generals to lead his powerful army northward." Maranur leaned against Darkus and whispered.

"Then what? My brother." Darkus asked curiously with a confused look on his face.

"The result was tragedy. It was said that he was betrayed. A few even blamed the great general for doing it, while some claimed that the general was just a fool. The great march turned into a bloody, painful retreat.

, full of magic and killing. Every meter of that road was soaked with blood, the stones on the road were smashed with bones, and that army never returned to Nagaryth." Maranur pointed

The mist in front said cautiously.

"I remember that the purpose of the march was to besiege the demon city in the far north, so why are you here? In the sinister peaks?" Darkus was a little confused. He searched through his memories. It seemed that he and his brother were in the family library when they were children.

I've seen similar quotes.

Before Maranur could answer, Darkos thought of something else. Was the dragon from before always staying here and being corrupted? Why did some of the Druchi escape after they came to Nagaros?

Are they looking for something in the mountains?

"I don't know either. Do you remember the last paragraph? That book says that the power of the Chaos Demon is so great that it can fix the orbit of the moon and fight under the eternal night. That kind of power

The echoes, and the restless spirits of the dead still linger here today. When the right season comes and the moon is in its right phase, that long night will begin again."

"Why don't I remember? And why does it feel like it's right again?" Darkus nodded and thought.

"Perhaps this is the bard's reverie or a random fabrication? Since that legion went to the north, it has never appeared again. No one knew the situation at that time. Divination? Prophecy?" Maranur is still there

He kept chattering and became doubtful at the end.

Darkus didn't say anything, but looked at his brother.

"What's wrong?" Maranur said as he wiped his face, as if there was something on his face.

"Where is the stone I gave you?" Darkus suddenly asked.

"Here, I wear it all the time. My good brother, this is really a good thing. I don't have nightmares when I sleep with it on at night." Maranur tilted his head and spit out the black stuff in his mouth.

After getting out of the water, he opened his armor with one hand and took out the necklace made of ogham stone fragments from his neck with the other hand. He then said, "You don't think I've been hit by that, do you? Yes, there is something strange in this mountain."

"Do you have any good ideas? My brother." Darkus did not say anything like an apology, but directly changed the subject.

"No, but I believe we won't still be in this ghost place. No matter whether the legend is true or not, we have strong maneuverability and fast speed, so we can just rush in. And it's not the twilight tide now. My brother, I know you

What are we worried about? We really need to think carefully before making such a decision. But it seems that only this road can be passed now. If we go around it, what time? You believe in Kalien, and I believe in you, my brother." Mara.

Noor's behavior was exaggerated, as if he were performing a comically lame opera.

"Then let's take a rest and rush in later!" Darkus decided as he raised his head and glanced at the sun hiding behind the leaden clouds.

(End of chapter)