Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

287. Chapter 268 118 Orthodox happy plus one

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 268 118. Orthodox happy plus one

Darkus was not surprised at all by Malekith's actions. Things that he had been asking for thousands of years ago and could not get, now appear in front of him in this way, it is inevitable that he will understand, understand.

Malekith walked quickly in the direction of the Sun Flame Sword. He thought of something and slowed down again. The soles of the Midnight Armor rubbed against the stone slowly and quickly.

"What's going on? He can still moonwalk? Shouldn't he just stretch out his hand? The Sun Flame Sword will automatically fly into his hand?" Darkus, who had already drawn the scarlet sword, looked at Maleki in shock.

Si's funny performance, and then he immediately understood why Malekith was like this. It was probably because he was sick again, but he could understand it.

Malekith was indeed what Darkus was thinking. He thought of a lot while walking. He thought it was too easy and too inexplicable. He was both happy and uneasy, and he was worried about what he was seeing.

The Sunfire Sword was just an illusion reflected by the magical wind here through his thoughts day and night. Just like when he saw the scepter-like Sword of Kane on the Blighted Island, he forgot to reach out for it.

Summon the Sun Flame Sword.

There was even a moment when Malekith thought that Darkus had betrayed him. He had become accustomed to it because he had experienced too much. It might have been implanted in his mind by Darkeus and the three big toads yesterday.

The illusion was waiting for him to enter the room, and then the stone wall would return to its previous position, sealing him in this true darkness forever.

"Hey!"

"Hey!" Darkus called Malekith. Seeing that Malekith didn't respond, he shouted again. He kept shouting and yelled, but he had no intention of entering the room, even though the room was covered with a lot of

With the gold nuggets and a few stone slabs safely placed in the corner, he stood at the location of the stone wall holding the scarlet sword.

Darkus doesn't have to feel anything is wrong at all, because there is something wrong here and it is full of evil!

There was a feeling in the room that made Darkos uncomfortable. He recalled that when he fought in Krakarond, the sandy wind under the tomb was so strong that it almost pierced his skin.

Darkus knew that the second and third generations of Slann priests were proficient in all the spells in the world, although they would not recklessly use Del spells directly, let alone the waaagh! spells of goblins and orcs, and Skaven.

strange spells. But these spells are not elusive mysteries to them, and they can easily formulate spells with equivalent effects, such as summoning elementals or dream spirits instead of demons and undead creatures, or summoning swarms of

of lizards instead of mice.

But what is going on here? Are there strange beings in these corpses? Products from a fallen cult? Or the product of some strange magic?

The air in the room shimmered, and eerie shapes began to form. At first, they were just flickering points of light, but then, these tiny, shimmering particles came together. They swirled in the air above the body, then flowed into

Inside the corpse, it disappeared like poisonous gas being inhaled into the victim's lungs.

The corpse began to tremble violently, as if the ground on which it lay was controlled by an earthquake. The corpses stood up one after another, suddenly moving like puppets on strings. More and more ghostly light spots flickered in the air.

, the luminous particles disappeared inside the corpse again, and the corpse began to move again.

Now, dozens of corpses in the room have been revived. Their bodies have a strange dry quality, and when they move, they make a strange wheezing sound, as if being squeezed out of their remaining lungs.

The air was roaring out from the gaps in their flesh, and these living corpses began to move strangely.

"Again?!" Darkus curled his lips and said in surprise. He had that feeling again. Standing behind the door in the distance, he could feel the smell of herbs and embalming fluid in the corpse's mouth, and

A hint of putrid, sickly sweetness.

"Damn!" Darkus cursed again immediately. Although he vaguely remembered the script, he was just worried about what he was worried about.

In Darkus's memory, he fought the most numerous battles with Chaos and demons, and the second one might be mummified corpses? He is not afraid of such corpses. What disgusts him is that the dust from the corpses when they turn to ashes enters his nose and mouth through the nose and mouth.

Body, he thought about his battle with Genevieve and the mummies, and then sat on the steps of the Spicazuma gem mine to clean his nasal cavity, but it made him sick.

"Come on!" Darkus shouted, reminding Malekith who was still taking a moonwalk.

Malekith stood up when he saw the corpse holding the Sun Flame Sword. He scanned the surroundings again, and he immediately understood what happened. He rushed directly to the corpse holding the Sun Flame Sword.

The iron fist struck out with lightning force. The violent impact caused the living corpse to shake backwards, and the barbed iron fist cut off a large piece of flesh from the corpse's shriveled flesh.

The corpse was not bleeding or wailing, but Malekith didn't care at all. He was still pouring out his anger. His fists used direct force and instantly broke the wrist of the corpse holding the Yang Yan Sword and shattered the palm of the corpse.

, tore the muscles and tendons connected to the wrist, and tore the arm of the corpse directly off with severe force.

"You deserve it! What qualifications do you have?" The Sun Flame Sword fell from the corpse's wrist, Malekith roared, and then grabbed the scabbard of the Sun Flame Sword with his left hand.

Malekith could clearly feel that he was holding a living object in his hand, and he felt the existence of the fire element in the Sun Flame Sword!

This is not an illusion! It is not a trap! It is not a lie! This is indeed the sword of Malekith's father, the first Phoenix King Aenarion, the Sun Sword!

In an instant, Malekith roared and pulled out the Sun Flame Sword. The tip of the sword suddenly burned, and the Sun Flame Sword began to burn. The flames flickered along the sword body, and then the entire sword body also burned, but the flames did not seem to be the same.

Without causing any damage to the Yang Yan Sword itself, he could feel the blazing heat coming from the Yang Yan Sword!

Malekith did not roar again, but suddenly fell into a brief memory again.

The first Phoenix King, Aenarion, held the Sun Sword to fight and kill, repelling the Chaos Demons time and time again. He entrusted his life to the Sun Sword.

In Malekith's heart, the Sunfire Sword is a weapon blessed by the power of the gods, a weapon used by a hero, and his father is that hero!

However, when Eunarion picked up Kane's sword with the ultimate power and curse, he threw the Yang Yan sword aside. He gave the Yang Yan sword to Frier.

Lien later passed the Yang Yanjian to the descendants of the family.

Because Marekis has always eager to get all his father's heritage, he naturally has to get the Yangyan sword! But Frier's family rejected him. Over time, Malekis's men's spies have repeatedly many times many times.

Trying to capture Yang Yan sword, but all failed, and in the end Yang Yanjian did not know.

"Destiny!? Fate is a lazy device invented by the stupid philosopher. It was recognized by the incompetent drama writer and poet, and was thrown around by the half -blind mage. The gods rarely care and interfere with a mortal.

Life, a broader universe will not be suspended for a person's progress, and circulates or shape it. If a person believes in destiny, it will lose the right to choose the road, give up all the credit, and not be responsible for your own behavior!

"

Malekis smiled and said this sentence he often said. Although he was always dismissive of destiny, how could he care about destiny? Dakius actually asked him

In the dusty room, he found his father's Yang Yanjian. At this moment, Dakius was not Dakius! Dacus was the incarnation of the gods! Dacus was guiding his destiny!

From the memories, Marekis smashed the corpse in front of him with Yang Yanjian, and more corpses around him came around.

Cocoa blinked his eyes, and the color on his head was constantly changing. He looked at Dak Us's eyes and asked.

"Come on!" Dakius stretched out his left hand without his weapon, signaled that Chipopy should not act lightly. He shouted at Malekis, who was fighting indoors in the room, and shouted.

The last descendant of the Frene family, Nasesus, took the Yang Yanjian and stepped on the journey to the old world. He arrived there safely, but he never followed the boat of Azer.

The elf adventurer holds the story of the magic sword that can spray the flame on the land of the old world. In the end, he arrived in Estaria and died there, but the Yang Yanjian was taken by humans.

Yang Yanjian continued to pass from his father to his son from his father in the short -lived generation of human beings.

They brought misfortune, that is, some stories are full of fate, and the extraordinary items are in the hands of those who are unable to be capable or qualified, which is a curse and shackle!

The city of ashes, Pahuacos's satellite city Zul Takk, the last time Dac Us passed here, he had no betting. But now he bet!

Malekis got it. Although the process was a bit harmonious and ridiculous, Malekis regained Yang Yanjian through himself, which seemed to be particularly meaningful to him.

When the Yang Yan sword pierced into the body of the corpse, Dac Us, who was standing at the door, seemed to smell the smell of roasted scorching barbecue.

A terrible silent scream was made in the corpse's lips, and a gray tongue twisted like a snake. After a while, the corpse was on fire, and it was ignited by the flames on the Yang Yan sword.

The ground left Malekis and rolled back into the corpse companion team, but Malekis did not give it a chance. Yang Yanjian waved again, and his head fluttered.

"For my father! Eunarion!" Malekis yelled loudly, the flames and steam firepower of midnight armor opened. He jumped into the middle of the corpse, waved left and right, and the Yang Yan sword continued to ignite

The body of the corpse, the meat of the burnt corpse, the flames of Yang Yanjian burst out even after the corpse fell on the ground again, continued to burn until the bones of the corpse were burned into black.

Malekis felt the power of his father with a sword. He didn't want to fight these corpses. He wanted to use spells to solve the corpses that he rely on him, but his spells did not take effect. This room seems to have shares in the room.

The strange power blocked the magic style.

Just as Malekis's failure of casting, the corpses had gathered around him to pull him down, and the corpse kept grabbing his midnight armor, grabbing the pour on the midnight armor, grabbing

He erupted the steam through the midnight armor.

"Don't you need to help? My Majesty?"

"No! Just look at it there!" Malekis waved his right hand with his right hand and smashed the body that almost posted his face on him. He was still fighting.

He shouted strangely, and he yelled at his angrily.

After Malekis finished speaking, he kept waving the Yang Yan sword and chopping, and at the same time he roared, roared, as if he was venting something, and venting his inner anger for thousands of years.

Dakius also knows why Malekis does. This Yang Yan sword is not only a simple weapon, but more like a sacred and great symbol! This Yang Yan sword is the first phoenix Enreon

Without the saber in front of Kane's sword, there is great political and legal significance in the elf society! The straightforward point is the kind of holy relic, the orthodoxy is one of the one.

Today, Malekis, who is full of his father's back, finally gets this dreamy Yang Yan sword!

"Dakius! It's optimistic! 伱 Should see how your sword should be used!" Malekis suddenly laughed and said.

After Malekis laughed, he took a deep breath and calmed his head. He stretched out his hand and ordered the fire element in Yang Yanjian according to his will.

The Akxia style that exudes flows in and around him, and responds to his will.

Although there is a strange existence in the room to block Malekis's casting ability, he summoned the flame through the fire element in the Yang Yan sword.

The body around him. The flame became hotter and brighter, and suddenly a hell -like flame suddenly broke out from the Yang Yan sword.

A huge sea of ​​fire came out, burning like hell, hot like a furnace. Instantly corpses shrinking, eyeballs ruptured. When the brain was overheated, the skulls of the corpse exploded in a blink of an eye.

The middle beating constantly until it was completely burned into ashes.

Dakius raised the blade of the scarlet sword in front of him inexplicably. He seemed to realize that he had never realized all the power of the scarlet sword in the real sense.

The sword was made in the same group, but this is too big? Or Malekis has cheated just now? Guide the magic style to the Yang Yanjian? So

Is the sword a low beggar version?

Darkus just thought about it briefly and then pulled Chupa Coco and ran towards the back of the passage. Because the heat and shock wave from the flames had already rushed towards the door of the room, he missed the opportunity.

"Run quickly!"

Chupa Coco reacted much faster than Darkus. The moment he saw the flames burst out, he turned around and ran backwards. After running a few steps, he shouted loudly, and at the same time put pressure on himself and Darkus.

A spell.

Darkus, who was catching up, changed his pace angrily and kicked Chupa Coco. He kicked Chupa Coco who was running after casting the spell. Just when Chupa Coco was about to fall to the ground, he kicked Chupa Coco again.

Chupa Coco held on, and after running a few steps, he and Chupa Coco got stuck in the corner of the aisle, and he blocked Chupa Coco behind him.

After the shock wave dissipated, Darkus turned around and glared at Chupa Coco angrily.

Chupa Coco didn't seem to realize there was anything wrong with what he just did. Instead, he grabbed the God Sword and the staff and spread his hands, pretending to look at Darkus with a puzzled and innocent face.

"Let's go back and look at the slate!" Darkus knew that Chupa was pretending to be innocent, but he was too lazy to expose and play around. The slate was important right now.

In a moment, it was all over.

At this time, Malekith pointed the tip of the Sun Flame Sword to the top, stood with his feet in front and back, and stood in the middle of the room with his pretense, except for a cloak that was fluttering in the wind.

"What have you done! Go and look at the slate!" Darkus roared at Malekith, and then said to Chupa Coco beside him.

Darkus stepped on the gold that had become soft due to the heat of the flames. He didn't care that the soft gold would turn into gold juice. He cared about the stone slabs in the room. He ran quickly to the stone slabs and found that

After the slate was safe and sound, he let out a breath. He did not retreat again.

After leaving the room, he had a vague feeling in his heart that the contents on the stone slabs in front of him were very, very important. He took out the sea dragon skin water bag and sprinkled the remaining water around the stone slabs. While cooling down, he

Cast a mysterious shield on myself through the Holy Soul Reef.

When Malekith saw that Darkus ignored him, he no longer had the interest to show off. He leaned towards the direction where Darkus was squatting, and carefully studied the inscriptions on the stone slab. He said to the lizard man

He didn't understand the words, but the moment he saw the stone slab, something stirred his consciousness.

The tablet seemed to be telling Malekith that he really needed to pay attention to what he was seeing. He noticed a special set of runes. The arrangement of these runes could mean the end of the world, or it could mean the end of an era.

, or both!

"What is this? A black cube?" Darkus stopped looking at the stone slabs. The contents on the stone slabs were all the same old stuff, which didn't mean much to him. Instead, he picked up the stone slabs.

The black cube next to it was lost in thought.

I went out today, so I’ll settle 5,000 first, and we’ll discuss more tomorrow!

(End of chapter)