Dark Eldar

Looking back, you'll find that the value created by the great mages of the past is immeasurable, regardless of their abilities. —Nameless Discipline 5113332548713 (Uploaded by Nameless Elder of Another World, Class: Rogue)

In this other world, elders whose names are known (top 100 on the hero's list) are few and far between. Most live in obscurity, spending their later years in constant "meditation," attempting to comprehend the "mysteries" of the human world. However, the truth is always unfathomable... Having lived for thousands of years and inherited the will of the ancient dragons, Neltharion also learned a great deal in his "new quest." He never imagined that the universe was so vast, "several times" the size of his own body... (Dragon exaggerations sometimes seem inadequate, because the "common language" was created by the ancestors. Dragon language has extremely limited expression. Most new-generation dragon whelps can only express things like "hungry," "angry," or "want to attack.")

"We're almost there, Brother Black Dragon! Look! The lava below!" Apa said, pointing through the clouds.

Nesario remained drowsy throughout the journey, seemingly suffering from adverse reactions to the "artificial meat" (military rations). Years earlier, in another world, high-ranking mages had attempted spells to "turn sheep," and even "turn monsters" and "turn humans." These were all explicitly forbidden by Joseph. Elder Joseph firmly believed that silence-based magic like "turning sheep" belonged to dark magic! It violated humanity! Imagine if "new humans" created by magic possessed superior intelligence? They would be wiped out... Low intelligence would become a burden on humanity... Even dark elemental creatures, when raising offspring, employed "natural extraction" (the "marriage laws" of dark creatures) to cultivate the next generation, rather than directly using "magical synthesis." Their eight generals also recognized the negative aspects of "magical reproduction"... Elves, dragons, and dwarves were even more conservative and traditional... Here, the "Dark Eldar," a mysterious race, have perfected the art of "sheep transformation," actually producing "life" directly according to blueprints? ...Neltharion even worries, "Those human 'female warriors' we just saw at Frontline Camp 2......could they also be..."

"Brother Black Dragon!"

"Brother Black Dragon!" Apa called out twice.

"Oh, are we almost there! This place feels so much like my home!" When the Black Dragon King saw the volcano, lava, volcanic rock, and steam, he felt a pang of homesickness.

"This map is called 'Hell's Boundary Island'! The place we just trekked through is called 'Southern Wasteland.' I only just found out myself. The person we're looking for is my older brother from the previous generation; we're the closest of friends. I believe he can upgrade my basic equipment," Apa said confidently.

The Black Dragon King continued flying along the map's route. He intentionally lowered his altitude, hoping to see if any of the volcanic islands below harbored "dragon lairs."

Smoke swirled around the ground, occasionally spewing out huge plumes of hot air! It was truly spectacular!! The reddish-brown magma slowly writhed, making a "sizzling! sizzling!!!" sound as it flowed into the icy stream—a sound that used to be Nesario's "lullaby," but sadly, all that was gone. "If only I could sleep here tonight..."

"Maybe I can have a sweet dream," the Black Dragon King thought.

Neltharion is indeed old; his flying ability is not what it used to be. In his youth, he could easily fly across the entire "multiverse" in one go. However, now, he feels tired after flying for more than four hours. It may also be due to the "curse."

Safe landing. Neltharion waited in the same spot as before. The black dragon was still completely baffled about Apa's brother. He had absolutely no idea what mission Apa was on.

A very inconspicuous, dark cave. Unlike a dragon's lair, its entrance was very narrow, making it impossible for the black dragon to enter. Now, weakened, it seemed possible to squeeze in with difficulty. Apa did not allow the black dragon to "choose to follow".

"You've arrived, little Apa, you've grown so tall! Almost as tall as me now. Your skin color isn't as natural as mine! It doesn't look good!" Inside the cave, the oil lamps flickered, but everyone could see each other clearly. A group of people (dark elf wizards) were seated inside. They seemed to be having a meeting?

Seated at the very top was a young Dark Eldar resembling a "commander," handsome and strikingly similar to Apa, though appearing more mature. As Apa had said, he was his older brother.

"Brother, I didn't mean to bother you. My life as a prince is over too," Apa said, feeling aggrieved.

Inside the venue, the 20-odd Dark Eldar wizards, upon seeing the distinguished visitor, quickly scattered in a flurry, seemingly aware of who had arrived. (Dark Eldar wizards, equipped with black cloaks that grant "camouflage" and "invisibility," their rank is unknown.)

"What mission? Not another search for metal resources, is it? If so, forget it. His dominance is hard to shake. Just relying on our repeated efforts... Sigh! Never mind..." The young Dark Eldar, resembling a commander, had dark brown skin. His younger brother, "Apa," was greenish-brown. (Note: Randomly generated)

"I'm not here to beg for sympathy! Please look at my new set, the '5-Star Destroyer,' a gift from Allen. We had an agreement. He had to guarantee I'd have a Destroyer set," Apa said.

"Oh, I saw you as soon as you came in. Nice equipment. Congratulations! You didn't just come here to show off, did you? Little brother Apa, oh, right! You don't have a weapon?? You're missing one weapon, right? I think it's too early. Why don't you just find a 3-star axe to tide you over for now?" the older brother suggested.

"Thank you for your kindness! No, Brother 'Asa,' I must retrieve that weapon immediately. Please hand it over to me! We don't have much time left, and this time, I'm prepared!!" Apa said. It turned out that his half-brother before him was named "Asa"! (Level 306, High-level Wizard, Skills unknown)

"In that case, alright, please follow me."

The two entered the secret room together.

"Apa, our basic divine gear is our key to victory; I can't just leave it in my backpack," Asa, walking ahead, said earnestly, holding an oil lamp.

He seemed to have been waiting for this day for a very long time...

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