Dark Eldar

"Greetings, everyone! Young people! Welcome to my humble abode! My name is Demar." Uncle Demar greeted Dark, the Dark Messenger. He rarely saw dark creatures, but according to the timeline, "mutants" were Dark's ancestors.

"You don't seem like an ordinary person," Dark asked bluntly.

"I'm just a retired veteran. Nothing special. I think the big guy behind you is the real formidable one!" Demacia glanced at Tryndamere.

The barbarian king didn't reply, turning his head to the side. He knew it wasn't appropriate for him to speak in this situation.

Ludar also noticed something amiss, and the atmosphere became unusually tense.

"Why bother arguing with a down-on-his-luck old soldier, sir?" Ludar said gently from the side.

"What do you know? What old soldier? He's a hero!" Darke said confidently.

The sky had become heavily overcast sometime during the day. A downpour was imminent!

In Old Demar's eyes, he had seen plenty of arrogant and self-important messengers and envoys like Dark! He had even impulsively killed quite a few in his youth. However, Demar didn't want to make things difficult for them; he simply wanted to provide them with a complimentary steak and a guest room—just to show them hospitality.

"You say you're a veteran, can you show me your skills?" Dark was clearly mocking him. He believed the Demacia before him was the one he was looking for! Would killing this hero yield a "rare" weapon? Or some unexpected treasure?

"Slash! Slash!" Dema didn't want Elaine to participate in this bloody battle. Following Dark's instructions, he endured and mastered the essential skills for a novice warrior. It looked rather comical as Dema held up an air pen and demonstrated it to Dark.

"Killing Dark? That might cause even more trouble! I never imagined that all the hardships my daughter and I went through would lead us into worldly conflicts! My daughter Elaine's 'resurrection potion' is almost finished..." (The resurrection potion, despite its simple name, is likely a mysterious "forbidden" alchemical potion. It can be simply understood as a "holy medicine" that can resurrect life without a priest's spell; it remains quite mysterious at the moment.)

Ludall observed everything, and he knew perfectly well that "Demar," even just from the name, didn't sound like an ordinary person.

"Let everything return to its origin!" Dark began chanting the incantation! Instantly! Thousands of black elemental chains crashed down on Dema! Dema was slightly surprised by this sudden turn of events. He hadn't expected that this so-called "Messenger of Darkness," Dark, seemingly refined on the surface, was so "savage" at heart!

All the black elements hit Demacia! Demacia didn't dodge. For someone who was once known for his high health and defense, this "black sludge" couldn't harm him. (T)

"Are you sure you want to fight?" Demacia asked with a shrug, completely unharmed.

"? You!" Before Dark could answer.

"Dimensional Hunting Array!" Dema chanted.

(【Dimensional Array】is a more advanced form of confinement magic, which shows that Demacia is not the warrior he described, but rather the legendary "Paladin"!)

Dark, the messenger of darkness, is completely imprisoned in "another world"! No one knows where Dark has gone, nor does Dark know where he is. Before him lies the same plain that Yundar had just seen...

Ludal and the Barbarian King were dumbfounded! They never expected that their supposedly formidable king couldn't even withstand a single blow!

"We were forced! Spare us, sir! Spare us, grandpa!" Ludar, seeing the wind blowing, decided to join Dema.

Upon seeing this, the slayers, the barbarian king, and others all knelt down, except for the "Enchantress." Perhaps she had her own other thoughts.

"You all get up and come inside. It's about to rain. Your waiter, Dak, isn't dead. I just need to calm him down for now."

Ludal was completely obedient, always believing that Dark was incredibly powerful and that he possessed a powerful, dark force. He never imagined that today would be such an eye-opener for him.