Your war hammer is too fake

The High King was stunned.

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Chapter 303 Dispute

Athel Loren Forest, King's Forest.

Ten days had passed since the bloody battle ended, and now it was early June outside the forest. When Morgul was killed, the sea of ​​fire that was raging in the forest was extinguished, and Athel Loren was saved... However, most of the once lush forest was now replaced by charred black, and more than half of the forest land in Athel Loren was reduced to ashes in this world-burning fire.

The dryads, awakened from the madness spread by Morgul, sang a mournful song, and the sad voice lingered on every leaf, telling the suffering of the forest. The living tree people wandered desperately on the scorched earth covered with a thick layer of ash, listening to the cries from the forest itself, which only the forest spirits could hear.

The chaotic power that tried to erode the web of life has dissipated with the complete death of Mogul, but the damage caused before will not disappear with it. Whether it is Asrai or forest spirits, the survivors do not even have time to mourn for the dead, and have to face the problem of how to repair the severely damaged web of life.

After the battle, the haggard Ariel summoned Morgan. The Mage Queen wanted to say something polite, but when she saw the Lord of the Crucified Wood Court, she was speechless and didn't know what to say.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Morgan took the initiative to break the awkward silence. The Weaver actually didn't know what to say in this situation. The dog pack leader only explained how to get out of the impending dilemma, but didn't tell her how to deal with this guy who was obviously the incarnation of the mother goddess Aisha, but whose personality had nothing to do with the word "gentle".

Morgan told Ariel that after cleaning up the battlefield, it would be better to quickly convene the Great Parliament - even though most of the members died in the war and there are only a few left now.

Ariel accepted this conventional proposal. The surviving falcon riders flew over every area, every hall, and every altar in Athel Loren. When the beastmen army approached, Ariel had ordered a comprehensive retreat, abandoning all territories except the Eternal Forest. However, thanks to the Battle of the Desolate Castle, the heavy losses seriously shook the prestige of the Mage Queen. More than one lord who lost his relatives openly refused to obey her orders and chose to gather his relatives to defend his homeland.

The job of the falcon cavalry was to find these people and call them back for a meeting, if they were still alive. The falcon cavalry returned soon, and the two demigods received good news and bad news: the good news was that these people were not extinct, and although many ancient wood elf families had been completely destroyed, there were still some lucky ones who survived the disaster; the bad news was that although some people survived, they stubbornly refused the call of Ariel and Orion.

Orion, who had been wounded in the battle against Morgul, wanted to gather his army to suppress those who disobeyed his orders upon hearing the news. However, when the King of the Woods walked into the empty camp and saw the few wounded, his rage suddenly deflated, and the wound caused by the explosion of the Anvil of Doom began to ache again.

The king told his queen about this. After a moment of silence, Ariel called Morgan and asked him to send someone from the King's Court to call for help. Morgan thought about it and agreed to this request.

Then, with almost 80% of the members of the Woodland Council gone, the meeting could finally be held.

Although the meeting was held, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was suffocating. In addition to the final work after defeating the beastmen, there was only one topic for this meeting: how to deal with the dwarf army that was bound to come?

This winter is destined to be the most difficult test for the Wood Elves in history. Except for the southern relatives who have just arrived, every Asrai knows very well what they have done to the dwarves. The dwarves will definitely take revenge, as evidenced by the army that has remained in the Desolate Castle and has not moved, and everyone knows very well what the dwarves are waiting for.

When the first snowflakes fell, the children of the mountain and stone would come with endless hatred to seek revenge. As the object of revenge, the children of Athel Loren had almost bled dry in two consecutive wars, and they could not bear the ravages of another war. Everyone who had the right to attend the meeting was looking at Morgan, who seemed not worried at all, and guessing what this rebellious relative was thinking.

"Morgan," seeing that the other party had not spoken, Ariel could only take the initiative to start the conversation, "What do you think?"

I am not Yuan Fang... The Lord of the Weavers complained in his heart. Seeing that everyone around him was looking at him eagerly, Morgan Linge recalled what the dog group leader had said in the chat group before, and said, "Let's negotiate."

After these words were spoken, even the curled-up Sesin-Hal raised his head. The biggest difference between this meeting and the previous ones was that in addition to the elves and wooden men, there was also a forest dragon and a dragon lizard. Although the forest dragons were proud and independent, they were undoubtedly the guardians of Athel Loren. The terrible future of "the forest will be burned by vengeful dwarves" forced these high-ranking beings to squat and hold meetings with mortals.

As for dragon lizards, no one knows what these mysterious creatures really think. Forest dragons may know, but they will not talk about these things to beings other than their own kind.

"The forest cannot be destroyed," the representative sent by the dragon lizards said in the awkward Van Elsalin language before anyone else could speak. "This is the most important thing. Nothing else matters."

"So I propose negotiation," Morgan nodded, "We can't win."

"No!" Ariel said decisively: "We still have 20,000 soldiers. This battle may not be hopeless!"

Morgan glanced at the Mage Queen with some displeasure. This was not an act, she was really a little unhappy: "Let me remind you, noble queen. The vast majority of the 20,000 warriors you mentioned are my troops."

"So what? No matter how many conflicts there are between us, you are also Asrai!" Ariel looked at Morgan in disbelief, and the butterfly wings behind him fluttered gently: "Don't you care about the safety of Athel Loren?"

"Did we massacre civilians? Did we invade other people's homes? Did we start a war without any warning?!" Morgan recalled the "magic trick" given by An Jiyue. Before she crossed over, she would occasionally use the words of the dog group leader to confront others. She was very familiar with this: "It is you who put Athel Loren in a desperate situation, not us! Listen to me, Ariel, we are willing to come to save you in your most critical moment because we are from this forest after all. We don't owe you anything!"

"I am doing this for Athel Loren!" Ariel screamed. "I have no choice!"

"Your choice is to let Aslai die, a meaningless death!" Morgan roared back without giving in: "You saw a terrible future, so you wanted to stop it by any means. In the end, it was because of your unscrupulous means that such a future was led! Ariel, you <Aslai swear> are a slave to the prophecy!"

The Mage Queen's chest rose and fell violently. The Twilight sisters subconsciously put their hands on the hilts of their swords, but were stopped by a strong arm. The two sisters looked up and saw Orion shaking his head at them.

"Say something useful, Morgan," the King of the Woodland said solemnly, "It has already happened, and there is no point in blaming each other. As long as we can survive, there will be plenty of time to argue later."

"My opinion is to negotiate. My people shouldn't die because of someone else's fault." Morgan squinted his eyes and looked at Ariel, whose face was a little distorted. "Don't tell me that we can't talk. That's your problem."

"The dwarves will not accept negotiations. They are not a race that can let go of hatred." Orion shook his head. "Let's change to a more feasible suggestion."

"Give up Athel Loren," Morgan said immediately, "Follow us to the Southland, which will be the new home of the Asrai."

"What?!" Ariel stared at Morgan in disbelief: "You dare to ask us to betray Athel Loren?!"

"Anyway, my people and I are already packing our bags," Morgan shrugged. "If you want to follow, come along. If you don't want to, that's up to you." She turned her gaze to the forest dragons and dragon lizards, "What about you? What do you think?"

"We live by the forest," the dragon lizard representative replied, "and we will die by it."

Sesin-Hal beside him nodded his huge head.

"Well, then you can just stay here and die. We won't keep you company anyway," Morgan stood up from her seat. "Goodbye, everyone. I hope I can see you again when the next great season comes."

After saying this, the Lord of the Crucified Wood King's Court turned and left.

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Chapter 304 Dajiba No. 2

That night, in the camp of Asrai in the South.

The South Asri did not camp with their kin in Athel Loren, but set up camp separately. On the one hand, they did not want to be too close to the wooden men, who were everywhere in Athel Loren; on the other hand, the South Asri and their northern kin had quite different customs and habits, which even conflicted with each other.

After scolding Ariel at the meeting, Morgan returned to his camp. The Asrai in the Southland were already packing their bags, and they would return home early tomorrow morning - thank God, although the newly withered roots of the Oak of Ages had not recovered after Morgul's death, and the available range of the root transmission was greatly reduced, there was still a root leading to the Southland.

After returning to her camp, Morgan felt much more relaxed. She felt uncomfortable being with Ariel. She was not a Hammer player like An Jiyue who had long been accustomed to the painting style. As the mortal incarnation of Aisha, Ariel always exuded a strong life force. However, the life force or the life wind Jilun in Warhammer has both a vibrant side and a cruel and vicious side. This "setting" that is very different from other magical worldviews really made her extremely uncomfortable.

In particular, the culture of the Asrai does not reject massacres, which Morgan cannot accept at all. Apart from the Battle of Longbeard, the Asur had basically no record of massacring civilians. The legendary admiral of the high elves, the mortal enemy of Octopushead, the "Sea Lord" Aislin, went to the Norscan Peninsula to carry out the Three Lights, which caused an uproar in Ulthuan; Druzie was originally set as a complete villain. Only the Asrai, who was clearly set as a forest guardian close to nature, did not actually match the group friends' imagination of this "classic elf".

Fortunately, her Crucified Wood Court is not of this style. The Asrai in the South were completely controlled by the Tome of War, and their cultural customs are more like a combination of the Night Elves and the Lord of the Rings Elves.

"Anyway, after this trip, you can start your own business."

Morgan, who was checking the pipeline with a wrench, looked up and saw Arwen Duskstar walking slowly from behind the maintenance rack with his hands behind his back. "Have you decided what your new title will be?" the visitor asked with a smile.

Morgan put the wrench back on the tool tray and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "Not yet. Do you have any suggestions?"

"The leader of the high elves is called the Phoenix King, and the leader of the dwarves is called the High King." As he said this, Arwen turned his head and looked at the armor plates that had been removed, revealing the skeleton and various pieces of magic armor underneath. "How about you call him the 'Evergreen King'?"

"Not bad," Morgan nodded slightly, "Let's call it this. I'm not good at naming anyway."

An Jiyue and Morgan are the only two people who have the ability to develop technology among the group members who have traveled through time. The latter chose a 35-point positive trait called [Mechanical Prophet] when checking in. You should know that An Jiyue's [Great Scientist] is only 50 points. While the Jiedushi was busy tinkering with various larger and more powerful flying warships, the Weaver was also busy. Morgan completed the development of a new type of military equipment by herself, and she named it "Saber Mk1 Magic Armor".

This thing is similar to An's Zhendan's mechanical beast, it is a "magic-driven machine" rather than a "magic puppet". Magic armor is essentially a large-scale power armor, controlled by a driver through a mental link. The mental link here is still An's Zhendan technology. Morgan used the secret method of forging swords of the Asrai clan to exchange this technology from An Jiyue.

During the previous battle against the Chaos Beasts of Morgul, the first batch of 24 trial-production Sabre MK1s were put into actual combat. These new equipment performed very well on the battlefield, but during the battle, they also exposed many areas that needed to be improved.

Rather than quarreling with Ariel in the Woodland Council, Morgan would rather stay in the laboratory and tinker with his inventions: machines will not act unreasonably, and this alone is better than more than 90% of living people.

"By the way, how is the research progress of 'Light Spear'?" Arwen continued to ask. After the meeting with Phoenix King Finubar ended unpleasantly, An Jiyue used magic to change her appearance and flew to Athel Loren without stopping.

She was here to back up Morgan. Neither she nor Morgan thought Ariel would watch the army of the Crucified Wood Court leave. Athel Loren's defenses had never been so weak, and the dwarves' determination for revenge was unshakable. Ariel would do anything to protect Athel Loren, and the group members must be on guard against her desperate actions.

As for the Light Spear, it was a joint research and development project between Egwene and Morgan. Egwene recently recruited a light-based battle mage. In addition to war horses and Pegasus, this magic-based mage can also choose a light magic mount as a mount, so Egwene bought one. To be precise, she originally went for the light magic mount, and the mage was a gift.

Both the Light Magic Vehicle and the Haofeng Magic Vehicle are rare units in the Empire, and the delivery rate of rare recruitment cards is ridiculously low. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to obtain such precious magic devices with the War Codex. Although Aiwen has a full set of technology for both Magic Vehicles, the manufacturing process of this thing is extremely cumbersome and cannot be made in a short time.

As the treasure of the Bright Academy, the Bright Magic Vehicle has three special functions, namely strengthening our ability to break spells, providing a small-range defensive aura, and firing "laser cannons". The "laser cannon" is actually a light-based spell called [Holy Light of the Sun]. Aiwen is very interested in this powerful and fashionable thing, so she wants to try to make a special "laser cannon".

Knight Ji mentioned this plan in her daily chat, and Morgan was also very interested in it. He proposed improvement suggestions from the perspective of a professional spellcaster: [Holy Light of the Sun] is good, but it has inherent defects as a light spell. The spell effect of light magic is directly affected by the ambient light. Under the scorching sun at noon, the power of light magic will reach its peak, and will decline to the extreme at midnight.

If it is in a completely dark place, light magic will not even be able to be released. In addition, the nature of the Light Wind Haixi is extremely stable. It is the most inert of the eight magic winds. The advantage is that it will not easily get out of control, giving the caster a "surprise"; the disadvantage is that the charging speed is also the slowest among the eight winds. This is why the light magic car has an extremely low firing speed in a certain Total War.

Morgan thought that it would be better to change the track instead of digging deeper into the potential. Her proposal was to refer to the magic principle of the Sunlight Holy Light and use the Kwish, which is a blend of eight magical winds, as "ammunition" to avoid the defects of using only a single magical wind.

Then, the research project of a new magic weapon, which was jokingly called "Light Spear" by the group members, was launched. Since the core technology needed to rely on Morgan himself, who was proficient in both advanced magic and mechanical technology, the research site of Light Spear was placed in Tal Zhur. Egwene sent a team of light-related battle mages and engineering masters, and brought the Light Magic Vehicle, which was the prototype of the technology, to the southern continent far away from her hometown with the help of roots.

The Light Spear was initiated together with the Saber, but the research progress was not as fast as the latter. The Saber has been put into practical use, but the Light Spear is still in the technical verification stage and has not yet produced a usable finished product.

Morgan frowned when he heard Arwen ask this. "It's not ideal. After actually using it, I found that it's extremely difficult to rely entirely on machinery to delicately harmonize the eight winds of magic. The wind of magic is not just a kind of energy. It is even conscious to some extent. It changes all the time, even the most stable Haixi is no exception, and this unpredictable nature in turn increases the difficulty of controlling them."

"So only magic toads and elves can use high-level magic. Humans' magical talents cannot control this," Arwen crossed his arms. "Official Cathay's Yin-Yang magic also requires the use of multiple winds of magic. As a result, only dragonborn can master this. Mortal wizards can't learn it at all."

"I just need an idea to solve the problem," Morgan scratched his light gray hair, "I always feel that I have found the key point, but I just can't grasp the glimmer of inspiration."

"The winds of magic have 'emotions'. Machines cannot accurately harmonize multiple winds of magic. The essence is that they are just machines and cannot feel the subtle emotions revealed by every rhythm of the winds of magic," Arwen stroked his smooth chin subconsciously, "This is a dynamic balance."

Morgan thought: "Dynamics..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Arwen opposite her suddenly put on a serious expression.

Morgan: “Hmm?”

Arwen: “Yeah.”

"She really came. Didn't Ariel consider the consequences at all? Didn't she think about how this would end if she failed?" The Weaver smacked his lips and said, "Forget it, whatever happens! Shall we start too?"

Arwen nodded. The next moment, her appearance and even her clothes changed, becoming exactly the same as Morgan at that moment.

"You hide first," "Morgan" said in a voice that even acquaintances could not tell the difference, to Morgan, whose expression was half horrified and half subtle, "I will be done soon."

Chapter 305 Falling out

The Twilight sisters, riding their giant eagle companion Gwindor, visited the camp of the Asrai in the South.

Ariel's exclusive herald brought the Mage Queen's tough request for a meeting, and Aisha's mortal incarnation seemed to want to fight for it one last time. Arohan, the hot-tempered white-haired sister, was very impatient when conveying the request, so the gentle sister Nestra held her down throughout the process and conveyed Ariel's earnest expectations in a polite tone.

Morgan accepted the invitation. She turned over and rode on a pure white unicorn. For some reason, this intelligent creature snorted uneasily and shook its head from side to side. It was not until Morgan leaned down and gently stroked the side of the unicorn's face with her right palm that this noble beast, which had served the Lord of the Crucified Wood Court for about a century, relaxed.

"Lead the way," Morgan said to the Twilight sisters, "Let me hear what she has to say."

Such an arrogant attitude immediately angered Alohan, but before her sister could do anything, her elder sister grabbed her first. "Please come with us," Nestra smiled at Morgan, "Don't keep mother waiting too long."

The giant eagle carrying the Twilight sisters flew in front to lead the way, and Morgan riding the unicorn followed closely behind. Gwindor flew very low and deliberately controlled his flying speed, although the latter was actually unnecessary: ​​Elven horses have always been known for their swiftness, and unicorns are faster than the best Elven horses.

Maybe because there were Asrai coming and going all around, or maybe he was simply very confident in his own strength, Morgan did not bring any followers, which made Nestorra feel a little relieved. Whenever she thought about what she was doing, the gentle black-haired lady felt as if her heart was broken... But she couldn't say no to her mother, neither she nor Arohan could.

The two sides quickly passed through the crowd and the woods and came to the depths of the King's Forest. This place was not far from the location of the Forest Council. When Ariel or Orion needed to attend the meeting in person, the two honorable demigods would rest here for a while.

Gwindor landed on the ground, and the Twilight sisters jumped down nimbly and landed lightly on the grass. When they turned around, they saw Morgan looking up at something.

Nestra followed the other person's line of sight and found that the legendary weaver was looking up at the starry sky above his head. She didn't know which star he was looking at, and a feeling of confusion suddenly gripped her heart.

"Sure enough, I can't see the evil moon here," she heard Morgan say, "What a pity."

"It's a good thing that we can't see the fallen star hanging high in the sky, Morgan," Ariel appeared here at some point, along with Orion holding a spear, "Some things shouldn't exist in this world."

"It looks like you've made up your mind," Morgan asked. "Is this part of your prophecy?"

Ariel shook her head and did not answer. Before Morgan spoke again, Orion roared wildly and threw the spear in his hand with incredible speed. The Weaver was pierced through the chest by the Spear of Kurnos without any resistance. When she fell, the last scene that remained in her pupils was Orion with a face full of pain and reluctance, and Ariel with no expression on his face. Then, the master of the Crucified Wood Court closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

"I gave you a chance," Ariel murmured to herself as if trying to convince someone, "We could have resolved this peacefully... so be it." She took a deep breath: "Come with me, we still have a lot to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Orion first raised his head and looked in a certain direction, followed by Ariel, and finally the Twilight sisters and their giant eagles. Nestra suddenly felt something was wrong, and she looked around and realized belatedly that Morgan's unicorn was gone, and she had no idea when it left.

"Do not!!"

Before Nestorra could think about it, a mournful cry drew her attention back. Nayis, who looked quite embarrassed, stumbled out of the woods and fell beside Morgan's gradually cooling body.

"What have you done, my queen?!" The Curse Singer held the body of his friend and tearfully accused the person who had caused all this: "Murder! This is a betrayal of our race! No, you are not my queen, you are a murderer!!"

Arohan curled his lips and reached out to touch the bow, but Nestorra held him back with a telepathic grasp.

Ariel did not respond to Nais's words, nor did Orion. The Mage Queen turned around, leaving the Curse Singer's crying and cursing behind. "Don't let her run away," the queen said as she gradually walked away. "She should stay here until I finish my business."

……

The two demigods visited the camp of the Asrai in the Southland together.

The Southerners were confused but not flattered by their arrival. They did not worship the demigod couple like the traditional Asrai, but they did not act disrespectfully when receiving them.

Ariel and Orion were respectfully welcomed into the camp. To Ariel's surprise, they did not ask why their lord Morgan did not show up. This made Ariel, who had prepared in advance, vaguely feel that something was wrong, something was beyond her control. However, it had come to this point, and even if something was really wrong, she had no way out.

At the request of the King and Queen of Athel Loren, the most powerful of the South Asrai were called together, and Ariel announced that she had an important announcement to make. The South Asrai did so, and soon the six Woodland Lords and the six Spellweavers and the lesser chiefs arrived, and the scene was crowded.

"Morgan is dead!" Ariel shouted. Without giving everyone time to react, the Mage Queen said, "As Asrai, we are born with the sacred duty to guard Athel Loren and protect it from any harm. Your leader, Morgan Linge, betrayed this duty. The coward chose to flee when the enemy came. Only death can pay for such a great sin."

"Standing before you at this moment are the mortal incarnations of the Mother Goddess Isha and the Hunting God Kunos, the embodiment of the origin of our race! In the name of Isha and Kunos, the laws and traditions of Asrai will be upheld! Two hundred years ago, I acquiesced to your departure, but this does not mean that your behavior of abandoning Athel Loren is correct. Now, it is time to make up for the mistakes you made back then with your own hands. Pledge allegiance to your true master, right here, right now!"

After saying this, Ariel held his head high with pride, waiting for everyone's reaction.

Contrary to the Mage Queen's expectations, the Nandi Asrai neither got angry, questioned her, or even drew their swords against her, nor did they bow down and submit to her. She had imagined many possible developments in advance and made corresponding plans, but the targets' reactions did not meet any of her expectations. They just stood there quietly and looked at her quietly.

"What are you waiting for?" Orion said loudly: "Offer your loyalty, and the forest will accept you again!"

"They are waiting for me." A familiar voice took over.

The crowd parted to the left and right, leaving a passage. The two demigods slowly widened their eyes, looking at Morgan walking out in disbelief. "Are you surprised?" The Weaver asked with a smile, "I have to say, you two are really brave~"

Orion moved. Even though he was seriously injured, the King of the Woods moved as fast as lightning. His plan for the loser woman had failed, and now he had to make sure his wife could leave here alive. To do this, his only option was to take Morgan hostage and use this hostage to exchange for the safety of both of them.

As for attacking head-on? If Orion wasn't injured, he could give it a try.