Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 188 38 Statue

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 188 38. Statue

At this time, it was already late at night, and the team found an extremely secretive large unowned cave to escape the wind and snow. The team was getting closer and closer to the black triangular mountain.

Darkus gained a lot from the previous battle. In addition to the sword, dragon armor and Phoenix Extinguishing Curse, he also had the Weeping Blood Battle Flag that Prince Nagaryth had taken before. That battle flag was also an old item, and he planned to go back and find it.

After appraisal by Nagarund's historical experts, if there are no accidents, he will repair it and keep it for himself. Although he does not have his own army yet, he still needs to prepare the corresponding items in advance.

After seeing the beast trainers struggling with the trophies, Darkus suddenly had an idea and asked them to use the baggage to temporarily build some sleds. After picking and picking for a while, the trophies were filled to the brim.

He also took the corpses and some remains with him, and the team set off when it was almost dark. He didn't want to camp there, what if the dead got up again at night?

The only pity is that Darkus did not find the relevant marching log. He wanted to know the list of members of this disappeared army and why they came here? And what kind of god was that dragon? But in the end it ended without any cause.

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Darkus is in a very good mood now. If he can find the dragon egg, he will find it. If he can't find it, then there will be Rakas behind him. Anyway, he will bring it to Naggarond and present it to Malekith. What a mess.

He can even get a dragon egg. Although he also wants the black dragon mount that belongs to him, he has not yet reached the point of obsession. After all, in addition to the black dragon, there are many other flying mounts in the world, but the style is not so droo.

Just strange.

After eating, Darkus walked over to Colonia, who was in high spirits and sat down.

"My sister, how's that going?" Darkus said politely and asked about the curse on his arm.

Colonia didn't say anything, but directly rolled up his sleeves and showed it to Darkus.

"Is there anything I can do to help? My brother." After showing Colonia, he put his arms back into his sleeves and asked directly.

Darkus took out a necklace from his arms and handed it to Colonia. This necklace was also a trophy the day before yesterday. It was in the traditional early elf style. The wearer should have been a female mage during her lifetime.

"Let me guess, you want me to give it to someone else?" Colonia said, spreading the necklace in his hand.

"Yes, my sister, I believe only you can do this."

"It seems this matter is very important? You attach great importance to this matter. Who should you give it to?"

"Marus Blackblade!"

"The youngest son of Hagrid Gravevara Harlehan Fallen Blade. It seems that you really value him. I'm a little curious?"

"It doesn't matter. If I said that he might become Hagrid Grave's night governor in the future, would you believe it?" Darkus moved his body and whispered in Colonia's ear.

Colonia turned to look at Darkus, his eyes turning from dull at first to serious.

"You mean he will become the night governor? I think this is not what you want to see!" Colonia did not say anything immediately, but thought for a moment and then said, "He will block the way of our family.

?And our careers?”

Darkus was murmuring in his heart, because the Druchi around him all looked the same, but they were all appearances and disguises, and all of them were smart and well-measured.

Just like that Cowell, Darkus and Cowell who grew up together are very familiar with each other. Although Cowell is usually laughing and joking and looking very exaggerated, he is also very smart and is a blank slate next to his brother.

Fan, very early on Cowell planned the accidental death of Walter's brother who was serving in the Krakalund army.

Although Darkus is always wary of the Druchi around him, he is not worried at all now that these Druchi will murder him for rights and other things. Although there is a superior-subordinate relationship, the distance is too great.

and status are there, if he dies, who can take his place and stand beside Malekith?

On the contrary, as long as he is here, he will give these Druchi benefits, such as identity, military exploits, honor, wealth and status, etc. Although he is not the hand of the Witch King yet, he believes that this will happen sooner or later.

It was too late for the Drukhi to protect him, so the chances of him getting mad and stabbing him should be very small.

And the most critical point lies in Darkus’ brother and family. As long as we are family, then his brother is his safety gate, unless his brother is corrupted by chaos or affected by black magic and other weird things.

of mind.

"There is a Chaos Demon in his body. I need to detonate him at the critical moment to let the Chaos Demon come out!"

"Get close to him and give him this necklace at the right time? This is difficult and challenging! But I like this task! Leave it to me and I will do it well, my brother." Colonia played with it.

Necklace, he turned the necklace around in his hand, looked at Darkus and said seriously.

The Darkus siblings talked about other things for a while, and then Genevieve came over and whispered to him that Dorian finally woke up.

"I'm sorry to disturb you at this time. My adjutant, let me tell you some bad news first. The guard who followed you to the mountain camp was killed in the battle the day before yesterday."

"Thank you for telling me this news. I saw his soul return to the Pale Queen's arms during the battle." Dorian said with a dry mouth.

"Have you seen this? My adjutant?" Darkus raised the Phoenix Extinguishing Curse to Dorian's eyes.

"Sir...I have seen it." Dorian raised his head hard to confirm.

Darkus took the kettle from Genevieve's hand and fed it to Dorian himself. Dorian refused at first, and then drank it flattered, even though Dorian had already drank a lot.

"Don't tell me yet, let me guess? You met that group of mountain people, should he be their leader? No, chief? Clan leader? Forget it, it doesn't matter what he is, it's just a title anyway.

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"Yes, sir, I have not only seen it, I have also held it in my hand for a long time."

"There should be a story behind this, a story that you haven't finished telling, and there are some secrets hidden?"

"Yes, sir, I want to share this secret with you now."

Darkus nodded.

Then Dorian started to tell the story. The story started from the night when he was captured. As soon as he sat up, he saw the old woman Druch sitting by the campfire.

The old lady is very old. The snowflake plaster -like appearance becomes no luster and still, just like the cold marble. She moves slowly and carefully, as if every action may be pressed her into ashes. She stretches out her finger

The slender hand took a thing from the short shelf next to her. She lowered her voice, and one of the blind slaves silently took the things from her hand and handed it to Dorian.

It was a statue, which was made of black stones that swallowed light. It was cold like death itself. A woman carved was sharp and slender as a knife, the facial features were cold, and the eye sockets were deep.

Surrounded by it, it may be the items of the Nagaris period thousands of years ago.

"What kind of witch doctors? Prophet? Shaman? It is really Nima Mountain Essence, which is degenerate into this bird. What is the statue? Pale queen?" Dakius suddenly thought, he had a feeling, that statue, that statue, that statue, that statue, that statue

It is important, very important, maybe it is not sure that the key to fight the white Queen God Realm?

The old lady made Domori vow to the statue, vowing that he would not try to escape from the camp when he was a guest there, nor would he hurt the person who guarded him. Then he swear, and he was unlocked by the restraint.

It's another larger tent.

As soon as it was outside, Dorian found that the night had passed, and the sky above his head became pale because of the false dawn. Through the dimness, he could see him standing in a narrow, lush trees, and the end of the canyon.

Steep rock walls. Many other dome tents are set up in tall trees, surrounding a huge, permanent cedar log and chief long house built from steep cliffs.

"This place is not easy to do, and the other party is still dark shadow, the barracks of the mountain soldiers in the mountains? It's not easy to do." Dakius thought about it again, he wanted to find a chance to do it, for that statue and the statue and

Outside the phoenix binding mantra, maybe the three extinguishing phoenix binding spells and stitching together will become a brand new magic item. Maybe.

The air in the long house is noisy and smoke. The two large fireplaces occupy the long wall of the building. The blue smoke rotates and rotates between the cedar logs of the ceiling.

On the grass carpet. At the end of the long house, a chief maintained the rule of clan. He was sitting on a high -rise throne, and there were three Trucci women slaves around him.

After blinding his eyes, it became a dumb that retained hearing.

Dorian looked at one of the female slaves and poured a glass of wine for the chief. He noticed that the poor female slave lost her two thumbs.

After the negotiations, the chief agreed to put Dorian, but there was a premise! That is to help him do one thing.

"The willow monster? Liu Po? What about it?"

(This chapter is finished)