Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

267. Chapter 249 99 Really full of rain

Author: The Fish Daxian who doesn’t know how to swim

Chapter 249 99. Really full of rain

Darkus opened his eyes and looked at Drusala, who was still sleeping soundly next to him. He felt that he had been attacked by thieves last night and had been hit by five beans in the kidneys! After a while, he did not pinch Drew.

Sara's face sat up instead.

Genevieve, who didn't need to sleep, had already prepared toiletries for Darkus. She sat next to the table and played with the Valongo amulet on the table.

"Take it if you like it. This Valonga amulet is just right for you." Darkus lay on Genevieve's back and whispered in Genevieve's ear.

Darkus still doesn’t understand Zakhan’s situation. Is Zakhan a big demon or a prince? Anyway, he is not a warrior of chaos, and he forcibly appeared while being sealed in the mortal world and then was exiled. What is this?

He had no way of knowing whether he had reported back to the Chaos Realm or was lurking in the mortal world again waiting for an opportunity. He could not ask Qingbao Tianzun in person.

Fortunately, the magic items that sealed Zakhan did not lose their effectiveness due to Zakhan's banishment. Both Malekith and Annasara helped him use them, and they can still be used and there are no strange things attached to them.

Up there, I guess Zakhan will still come to him if there is a chance in the future, right?

When he arrived in the Lustria continent, Darkus was going to ask Master Ma to help him take a look. As for the gem ring on Malus's hand, he did not dare to touch it and was buried with Malus. The gem ring once sealed

Zakhan's fate would later be intertwined with Malus's, so there was no need to move.

Genevieve did not refuse, nor did she say anything like it was too expensive. Instead, she put her cold cheek against Darkus's and nodded. She knew Darkus's character too well.

Darkus is too "kind". In Darkus' eyes, these things are not important at all. He just gives them to whoever needs them.

On the other side, Colonia was riding a cold lizard and looking at the ancient city of Quintex in the distance. The same feeling as Darkus felt at that time, a feeling suddenly emerged in her heart, there was something there! And for her

Say something very important.

"Is there something there? My lord, I was looking around here for a long time last time." Ren asked as he controlled the cold lizard to walk to Colonia.

"Yes! There is definitely something there! Let's go." Colonia nodded and said slowly.

Colonia did not choose to go there rashly. Her brother told her before setting off that she had to listen to Ren's instructions on everything on the way. She knew the priorities, and there was still a long way to go, and the family guards who were brought out were also broken.

Nearly half were damaged. As soon as the team came out of the Venom Forest, they encountered a predatory manticore. It didn't take much effort to deal with the manticore. The main reason was that they traveled to Anaheim and encountered a small patrol of Azul.

team, suffered heavy losses after a battle and pursuit, and now there is still a family guard lying unconscious on the back of the cold lizard.

After finishing breakfast, Darkus started walking around Malekith's Black Tower with his hands on his lower back in an extremely strange posture.

"Is your leg feeling better?" Darkus saw Sirsis waiting in the aisle and greeted him cordially.

"Thank you, the Witch King's Hand is caring, it's much better." Silsis said without being arrogant or humble.

"Wouldn't it leave any root causes or hidden dangers?"

"No, the bones have already grown."

"That's good, or I'll take you to the Lustria continent."

Darkus and Silsis walked slowly side by side, chatting about some work and daily topics.

"Originally, I was going to let you serve as Ashriel's Valahar, but the matter of Naggarond is also very important, so..." Darkus stopped and looked at Sirsis solemnly.

said.

"Hand of the Witch King?" Sirsis's expression also turned serious. He seemed to predict that what Darkus said next would be very important to him and his family.

"I'm going to let Dorian take over!" Darkus started walking again after saying that.

"Hand of the Witch King, is this? Does Dorian have this ability?" Sirsis' heartbeat quickened, and he quickly caught up with Darkus and said excitedly.

"He has the ability, courage and will to serve as Valahar. He has proven himself, and I believe his abilities will improve during the construction of Ashriel."

"Hand of the Witch King, I can't thank you enough for your kindness." Xiersis was trembling with excitement at this time. His family had a successor, and his eldest son Dorian would inherit the family business. He knew that Ashley

Although Er is far away from Nagaros and the core circle of power of Druchi, it is not an arrangement. Asriel is an extremely important part of Dakoos's plan, and Dorian serves as Valaha there.

Instead, I entered Druch's inner circle.

For a long time, Lustria has been hidden from the outside world, but after it was discovered, it soon became recognized as one of the most dangerous areas in the world. Druchi who go there to explore need to be vigilant not only

There are prehistoric predators here, as well as energy-draining parasites, fist-sized insects and deadly bacteria. However, such dangers did not stop those Druchi who wanted to plunder the ancient temple city.

Only one Druchi can return to Nagaros intact.

At this moment, Dorian Silverblade's fate was changed. He changed from a fear lord stationed in the northern stronghold in the future to Druchi's Valahar in the Lustria continent.

"He deserves this. I can't say thank you enough. All I have to do is serve His Majesty the Witch King with all my heart." Darkus reminded him.

In the council chamber, Annasara and her son representing Krakarond, Draka Night Governor and Chagoroshvarahar of Hagrid Grave, and Kira Night Governor and (

Too lazy to name them) Valahar has all arrived, and Malekith has been sitting on the throne for a long time.

"Sorry, I'm late." Darkus said calmly.

Several dignitaries from the core of Druchi's senior leadership stood up from their seats when they saw Darkus and Silses coming in. After Darkus sat down, they sat down again.

A small-scale dark council began.

"Then let's start with the first item." Darkus sat next to Admiral Ranis Mummy, who had become Druch's eternal power, took out the notebook in his arms, opened a page, and said slowly.

"From the documentary records I collected during the Battle of Gorond, I found that there were a large number of women in this recruitment, and some of them were to replace those who died in the war at home." Darkus paused here.

Looking at the Druchis present, he continued, "Then the question is, what if they kill their children in battle?"

"Perhaps there are people in the family who go to sea or are engaged in other careers. What if not? These children may starve to death at home or become a member of a gang. These children will become nutrients for the gang. The problem is that gangs are harmful to our career.

What's the use?" Darkus stretched out his left hand to indicate not to speak for the time being, and he continued.

The Druchi dignitaries present either frowned or looked surprised. They didn't expect that Dacus did not discuss the content of the battle of Grond, but instead talked about these things that they had been indifferent to before.

"There are no weaklings in Nagaros! But some places need to be appropriately changed. Gangs have no value and meaning in existence!" Darkus' argument ended. He put his notebook on the table and spread his hands.

"Hand of the Witch King, are you saying you want to crack down on these gangs?" Governor Kira asked tentatively.

The Nagaros Druzi version of the anti-crime campaign has begun!

"Yes, these meaningless gangs must be destroyed, but this is not enough!" Darkus said, and after a pause he continued, "You must set up relevant shelters after you return."

As soon as these words came out, except Annasara mother and son, the remaining Druchi dignitaries present turned their attention to Malekith, who was sitting silently on the throne. They wanted to get something from Malekith.

The power of the Witch King's Hand has been significantly improved since the Battle of Grond, and this is the real benefit that Darkus has gained. In his opinion, those magic items are nothing in the face of power!

There were about 140,000 Druchi who participated in the early and late stages of the Golond War. The Witch King organized 85,000 through various methods and invested them in Golond at one time. These Druchi dignitaries were all

They have military literacy and they also know their own situation. If they follow the previous behavior, each city will organize itself and then enter the battlefield in batches.

It is almost impossible that Kalonde Carl's black ark assists the transport of Krakaronde's soldiers. This is almost impossible. These black arks will only return to their respective places.

The city then transfers it.

These dignitaries knew better that if the Witch King had not entered Grond in one go and entered in batches as before, they would have been in trouble. The forces of the Chaos Wave could completely surround Grond and then destroy it in batches.

The armies advancing in each city might have prevented them from advancing smoothly, thus successfully capturing Grond. Instead of the current situation, where the huge wave of Chaos was almost annihilated with a small number of casualties.

Not to mention that the Hand of the Witch King killed two Chaos Demons. These Druchi dignitaries did not despise the authority of the Hand of the Witch King, but were confirming something. Having reached this level, they more or less understood Malekith.

, the old Malekith would never have run a shelter.

"All this is to conquer Ulthuan and get back what is rightfully mine!" Malekith leaned forward and leaned on his thorny throne, his orange eyes staring at the skin of the Druchi nobles.

Burning, his hands clenched into fists, and his roaring voice echoed through the council chamber.

Feeling Malekith's pressure, the Druchi dignitaries showed fear and evaded, turning their heads to look at Darkus again. They knew that Nagaroth's innocence had changed.

What would Darkus do now? He carefully put his hand into Admiral Lanis's arms, and he vaguely felt something was inside.

Anasara and Newkel did not look at Malekith, but watched every move of Dacus. Seeing Dacus put his hand into Admiral Lanis' arms, they frowned, but

There was nothing they could say in this situation.

"What strange riddle? Go through the green mist and see what rises from the canopy. The ancient ancestors will greet you with ruby ​​eyes?" Darkus looked at the sheepskin in his hand with confusion.

Zhi Xun thought, what was recorded on it was the language of the lizard people. If he guessed correctly, this Qi was not Druch, but "Iqi"!

Soon, Darkus put the parchment on the table and continued: "The shelter was established in the name of each night governor. The shelter was established next to important locations in the city, such as the mint." After saying this, he changed his mind.

He turned to look at Sirsis, and after seeing Sirsis nodding, he continued, "Or next to the Night Governor's Castle, or of course next to the military camp."

The Druchi dignitaries nodded to accept Darkus's order. They already had a plan. It must be built next to the Night Governor Castle and the military camp. Just listen. If you believe it, you would be really stupid. They also know that Darkus

Why did Us ask to be built next to the Night Governor Castle? It was just to guard against that group of crazy witch spirits at midnight of death.

"Remember, give them a happy childhood! Find some relatively reliable teachers to teach them some necessary knowledge. They must be reliable. Don't get those who believe in cults! That is a shelter, not a slaughterhouse!

It's not a place for sacrifice! Just raise the children until they are sixteen years old. They don't need to do anything during this period. Of course, they can be properly taken to visit and plan their future careers in advance. Children with magic and empathy talents can pay appropriate attention and

Take care of it." Darkus Luoli said a lot of words.

Although what Darkus said was verbose, the Druchi dignitaries were listening patiently. They quickly captured some key information from Darkus's words. The establishment of the shelter can

Provide them with some benefits, such as recruiting some good seedlings into the family for training, such as sorceresses and beast tamers. After proper training, they will definitely become reliable family forces, while those inferior seedlings can be put into the family.

In society, complete Darkus' instructions.

There are some words that Darkus did not say explicitly, such as it is best not to visit places related to Kane, and it is forbidden for children in shelters to believe in Kane.

Kane's avatar was sitting there, and it was inappropriate to tell Druchi this in front of Kane's avatar. Darkus also knew what these powerful people would do in the future. This was something he couldn't stop from his previous life.

..Forget it. The Drukhi society doesn’t even have a reliable bureaucratic administrative organization, so how can he manage it? He can only turn a blind eye and do what he can do, as long as he doesn’t go too far.

.

But at least changes are taking place, right? As long as there are changes, it's good. Today it's one, and tomorrow it can be two.

"Need support from Sovereign?"

The dignitaries present shook their heads. How many Sovereigns would be needed to raise a few children? Anyone who dared to say how many more Sovereigns would be needed would lose their share. If they were not hammered to death by the Witch King's fist, they would also be laughed to death by other dignitaries.

"Hand of the Witch King, you are so merciful!" Night Governor Draka said as if he were praising him.

"In Naggaroth, kindness is not a good virtue." Darkus laughed after hearing this.

The dignitaries present also laughed. While laughing, they felt that Naggaroth's innocence had changed. If they could not adapt, the only thing waiting for them would be elimination.

"I seem to be very kind?" Darkus said jokingly, and then he said, "This winter, select the injured, disabled, and sick in each city and take care of them, and bring them to Krakalond in the spring.

Garond starts now."

Darkus was talking about the problem of Druchi's injuries, but he temporarily avoided the issue of Druchi's slaves. To govern a big country is to cook a small dish, how can you start with a big fire at the beginning, otherwise you will use too much force to attract some undesirable things?

Necessary troubles, national policies and ideological trends have to be implemented little by little, and it will take a long time anyway.

From the initial failed sneak attack of Malus to the stage of pursuit and annihilation, Druchi suffered about 35,000 casualties, not counting behemoths and wild beasts, of which as many as 10,000 were killed directly in the battle of Golond.

There are about 15,000, and nearly half of these 50,000 are caused by Malus. The rest are injuries and illnesses. About 10,000 can recover and continue fighting, and the rest are seriously injured and disabled.

There are seven thousand six hundred.

Why is the number so detailed? Because Darkus worked tirelessly to bring all these wounded soldiers back to Naggarond. The seriously injured and disabled soldiers were counted when they were placed on the Tower of Divine Bless the Evil Party in Loxia.

Now under the care of the sorceresses and auxiliary soldiers, he was seriously injured and breathing a sigh of relief. He was planning to wait until the Lustria continent to deal with a large wave. These wounded soldiers who had no use value before would later become his troops stationed in the area.

Lustria continent or return to Naggaroth.

When Darkus came back from the Lustria continent, he also thought about calling in Nagaroth's injuries, but he just thought about it. At that time, he was just a descendant of the Hell Calamity family. It's different now.

He became the chief executive under Druchi alone and above ten thousand people, and he had the ability to do so.

Having said that, this is the real benefit that Darkus has gained! A real bounty of money! In his opinion, those magic items are nothing compared to these disabled veterans who have experienced the war and the power in Druch society.

What!

Including the remnants of the Nagor and the Nagor prisoners he took in at Haig Grave, the total number is more than 10,000 combatable soldiers. These have all been fought and licked.

Bloody veterans, if their ambitions are bigger, after proper training and adjustment, these veterans can completely follow the Weimar gameplay after World War I and expand the army when appropriate.

The Yankees will not be able to recover within a hundred years. Perhaps the next time there is such a large number of attacks, the Drukki of Nagaroth will have already reached Ulthuan. After all, the Yankees did not really come from the ground.

What grows out of it is not created by a modifier.

Darkus once asked Newkel, and Newkel said that this amount of damage is already very good. If we engage in a decisive battle or go too late, we cannot exceed these losses. The opponent is not a peasant army without armor.

After repeated drilling, it collapsed with one blow. Instead, it was a huge wave of chaos. After the war, he made a rough calculation and found that the number of chaos waves was almost 180,000, nearly 200,000.

The number of captured Yankees alone is as high as 60,000. Now part of these Yankees are staying in Grond as the spoils of Gorond for repair and restoration, and the rest are gathered at the dock of Nagarond.

Lund's wharf needs to be expanded, and city fortifications need to be built on both sides to form a port capable of defense and with huge throughput.

After the repairs are completed, these Yankees will be distributed to various cities as spoils of war. Darkus has already coordinated the distribution issue before.

As for the beastmen? Their heads are still piled up outside the city of Grond to form a terrifying pyramid. Khorne has to say: 8!

The executioners who were responsible for beheading were beheading like crazy in those days. Under the watch and cheers of the Druchis, the executioners took turns beheading in the morning and evening. It could be said that corpses were everywhere. Fortunately, there was no river next to Golond.

Next, Darkus went back to his old tune to straighten out the affairs of Nagaros during his trip to the Lustria continent, and arranged the order of the military parade two days later.

As for the waist badges, Darkos has arranged for the Mint Workshop in Naggarond to start production. However, the quantity is so large that even with overtime shifts, it will not be finished, so they can only be reissued later.

In addition, Darkus has arranged the expansion of the mint. He arranged it in an orderly manner. He planned to enter the underground sea before the Sea of ​​Resentment froze. He planned to spend this winter on the Lustria continent. He wanted to

Master Ma, he couldn't wait.

The small-scale Dark Council was over, and Darkus and Malekith were walking in the aisle. Malekith did not ask about the matters in the meeting.

Rekis asked him something about the continent of Lustria.

After saying a few words, Darkus knew that he was a bad guy. The thousand-year-old otaku became a little quiet and thoughtful. He suddenly thought that Malekith had indeed left Nagaroth during this time.

It is said that Malekith himself could not resist the temptation to set sail. He stood on the bow of the Black Ark and reached many distant countries, bringing panic and destruction wherever he went. (Dark Elf 8th Edition Army)

Book page 25, first line)

To be honest, Darkus really didn't want Malekith to go, but he knew Malekith's actions and words too well. He knew that Malekith was just about to say, "I also want to go to Lustria."

If the continent goes around in a circle.

"Your Majesty, how about a trip to the continent of Lustria?" Darkus, who returned to the throne room and sat in front of the table, was stared at by Malekith's burning gaze. He could only bite the bullet.

asked.

"Okay, but I feel like you don't want me to go?" Malekith agreed directly and then began to say jokingly.

"Yes!" Darkus did not shy away, but said bluntly.

In the entire Nagaros, except for Morathi, only Darkus dared to speak to Malekith like this.

"Oh? Can you tell me the reason?" Malekith was not angry, but asked curiously.

(End of chapter)