Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 120 45. City of Lenses

The shell on the back of the Arachnari Giant Spider, which is as hard as plate armor, has been cut open by the Skink Meteorite's authoritative technicians with special tools, made into a shield as a trophy, and hung on the side of the giant beast's combat platform. The crates in the passage were also piled up. After searching, they found that they were all daily necessities. There were occasionally a few gems and accessories, but there were no legendary treasures.

In the past five months, Darkus understood the core starting principle of the Gods Engine by reading the slate instructions, and assembled two of the Gods Engines. The others were missing parts and had to be recast. Their cores and energy storage devices The complexity and complexity made his scalp numb. As for the fact that only one solar engine has been completed, that one is still because the core can operate. The other solar engines are assembled there like exhibits in a military museum.

"It seems that we still need to find the relevant slate. The core of the Sun Engine and the core of the Gods Engine seem to be the same, but in fact they are not the same thing at all."

During this time, the gap dug by the Digging Spider was repaired, and the damaged lens transmission system was also repaired and activated. The Skink Priests trained a new group of Skink Ritual Officers according to the content on the stone tablets. This sacred and great profession reappeared thousands of years later, which seemed to indicate that the Lizardmen would reappear under the guidance of Umac. Forging the glory of the lizardmen?

The current big one may have reached puberty. Although it smells bad, it is very smart. Unlike its stupid brothers, it can't even express a complete sentence clearly.

However, it has been a little bit rebellious recently. As soon as Darkus rides on its back, it calls Darkus a little bean sprout. While roaring with excitement, he was wagging his tail violently. As soon as it said Darkus, it hit its head continuously. The blows were only slightly painful to it with thick skin and flesh, and it felt nothing at all. It seems that this has become a small game for it to interact with Darkus in a friendly way.

One day, Darkus was riding the big guy to patrol the underground passage. The Druzis nearby saw the big guy roaring in a low voice, and Darkus was punching the big guy on the head. This man was quite powerful. The funny scene continued like this.

"This guy is out of practice." Darkus finally gave up. The harder he hit, the more naughty the big guy became, so he came to a conclusion.

"Hey! Why have you become so big and white?"

Darkus encountered the giant lizard Kami while he was punching the big guy in the head.

At this time, the giant lizard Kami was carrying two huge rocks. Darkus glanced at the giant lizards in the team behind the giant lizard Kami. This group of giant lizards gave him the impression that they were larger than the other giant lizards. The scales were much whiter, and he wouldn't be sure if the giant lizard who had previously carried the flag of Hethiotar's Sun was not in the team.

"Hey, hey, dear Umak, water, drink water." The giant lizard Kami said naively.

"What kind of water? Water in the city? Water in the hatchery? Or water in the underground sea?" Darkus asked patiently out of curiosity.

"Hatching pool!" The giant lizard Kami thought for a while and said firmly.

"What footbath?"

"Go, call the group of monitor lizards from above to the hatching pool." Darkus ordered the Skink Priest who was following him.

"According to Chupa Coco's mathematical level, one thousand a year! Ten years is one hundred thousand! One hundred years is ten million! The revival of the lizard people is just around the corner!" Darkus looked at the incubation tank, and the tadpoles in it were already beginning to take shape. The hatchlings were already in their early stages. He heard from the manager of the hatchery that they would be ready for slaughter in half a year. They would probably be over a thousand in number, but skinks would account for half of the number.

Fortunately, Chupa Coco would be in charge of the work in the city. Otherwise, he would have to think about it for a while with his eight fingers, and after coming back to his senses, he would definitely jump on his feet and scold Darkus.

Several hatchery tank cleaners are carefully adjusting the lens device to illuminate the hatching tanks. They must ensure that each hatching tank receives a certain amount of light every day.

"Dear Umak, I have never seen the accompanying monitor lizards in this hatching pond before. They must have been blessed by the ancient saints!" the manager of the hatching pond said excitedly while still hissing.

Darkus was throwing food into the hatching pond and kept nodding his head to deal with it. Unfortunately, there was still half a year left, so he should not be able to see it for the time being. In half a year, he should be in the south.

Several monitor lizards were called in and were waiting blankly for the next order from the skink lizards.

"Want a drink of water?"

Several monitor lizards thought for a moment and then shook their heads at the same time.

"Go back." Darkus waved his hand calmly and said.

"It seems that those monitor lizards should drink the first cup of wine, which is the essence stored in the hatching tank for thousands of years. Forget it."

After the authoritative technicians of the Skink Meteorite had processed all the lenses needed by the city, they had already started casting accessories according to the instructions on the slate. When the rainy season was about to end, two other engines of the gods were repaired. As for the others Accessories can only be used with new ones.

The new Gods Engine has to go through a long construction period to be cast and assembled. The troublesome part of the casting is the core and energy storage device, and it can only be cast in the underground casting chamber of Spicazuma.

The construction of Spicazuma's Blessing Incubator was started, and the location was chosen in the hole next to the domesticated animal stable. The construction of this thing is far more troublesome than building the Gods Engine, mainly because the devices inside the base are cumbersome, and the crystal device required for the culture vessel can only be processed in Spicazuma's casting room. The processing time of the crystal device and the waste The efficiency is also high, just like a group of second-level workers rubbing something that only certain eighth-level workers can make.

Darkus has visited the Blessing Incubator twice, and his head hurts every time. Mazdamudi returned to Hesiota once, and he activated the blessing incubator in that city.

But the problem also arises, that is, there are not so many eggs to hatch, and now Hesiota's giant beast egg bounty hunters are dispatched. Before, he had been wishfully thinking about building one in each temple city and destroying the giant monster and the entire army of dump trucks. It seemed that he was thinking too much.

"What the hell are we going to achieve? The road is long and difficult." Darkus sighed in a low voice as he looked at the drawings drawn by Ren.

Renn has been staying in the passage for the past few months, taking the skink priests and prophets to carefully check the passage and make repeated confirmations. He can appease this group of skinks and wait patiently for him. It is a skill. The main reason is that he doesn't want to suddenly find a secret room one day, and the existence of that secret room or the contents in it are extremely important. When the time comes, he will take the blame and leave an impression on Darkus that he is not doing things well.

"Ren, what do you think about building another casting room here?" Darkus looked at the drawing for a long time. The plane plan on the drawing was indeed as he expected, and the entire passage below was actually They are all sloping, constantly sloping to the underground sea. However, people walking in the passage cannot feel it. They usually think that the passage is always on a flat surface.

"Sir, I really don't understand these things. The other two casting rooms are operating at the same time. Is the energy provided by the lens device enough?" Renn did not answer immediately, but considered it for a long time and said carefully.

"What you said makes sense, energy is also a problem!" Darkus looked at the drawings and nodded in confirmation. Something suddenly occurred to him, and he decided to ask Mazdammoody when he was free.

"By the way, does Druch have a rail car or something like that? How about building a rail car?"

"Sir, I asked the skinks, and they don't remember any such equipment. And there are no railcars in Krakarond, but there must be in the marble mines of Hagrid Grave and the gold mines of Grond. "

"Yes, you go and ask the Skink Temple architects to arrange for the drawings to be printed into two stone slabs and stored in the secret room behind the casting room. We must get this done before we set off!" Darkus He handed the blueprint to Ren and told him that he did not want the blueprint to suddenly turn into blank paper one day after leaving the scope of the spiritual vein network.

"Yes, sir!"

Darkus went to Mazdamudi again and asked about the story of the first Slamblot Bova.

In the observatory room of the large temple pyramid of Iqi, the skink attendants were waving huge cattail fans to fan Mazdamudi. After hearing Umak mention the word Blotbova, the look in his eyes The yellow light began to heat up.

The next second, Adoshi Tehega, who was also a second-generation Slan, also teleported over.

Mazdamudi ate a few dried esh grubs and began to speak slowly.

During the Great Invasion, Brotbovar guarded the temple city of Huanabek. He cast the most powerful magic, which surpassed the catastrophe-level magic, releasing lightning, storms, rippled holes and even traveling to other dimensions, and then crushed all the chaos demons that invaded Warner Bick with one blow!

The Chaos Demon was banished, but the energy also began to become unstable. In order to avoid being affected, Brotbova directed all the energy upwards, forming a beam of light that shot straight into the sky and extended into the universe. But in the end, he and Wanabek were destroyed by the energy. Everything near the energy center was evaporated, and even the buildings in the distance were razed to the ground.

The ruins of Huaynabek are now buried beneath dense vegetation, and the ruins of the pyramid temple are indistinguishable from the surrounding jungle. The once bustling square has now turned into several black craters, erupting from time to time. Thousands of years have passed since the Great Invasion, and the shimmering point of energy that Blotbovar's soul became still hovers in the sky above the crater, like a blinding miniature sun.

"Is that ball of light his soul?" Darkus asked curiously.

The next second, a picture appeared in Darkos's mind, which was synchronized with the sight of the Skink Prophet wandering around Huanabek Volcano.

"It's so bright! Can this respected Lord Blotbowa be resurrected?"

"Blotbowa's body has dissipated, resurrected? Perhaps only Lord Croka knows this." Adohi Tehega said slowly, shaking his head.

"The production efficiency here is too low. The big plan requires the expansion of more casting rooms and a large number of senior Skink technicians, but this requires a lot of energy! Maybe Lord Brotbowa's soul can support it, and you two can Do you want to make a device?" Darkus was worried that what he said was a little rash. He directly mentioned it to the big plan, but it was indeed part of the big plan. The light ball was shaking in the volcano, so why not come here to shine and heat?

The two Slann didn't respond, as if they were communicating with each other telepathically.

"Dear Umak, this is part of the big plan! Brotbowa's soul has been wandering there for too long, and we should bring him back. We can make a box for his soul, but that requires Whitney Etankui and other Slann lords helped, but he is still unconscious," Mazdamudi said.

Slan is Slan, and the way he thinks about things is different. Maybe the word "big plan" passed Slan's Turing test.

"My ancient saint, this is really a series of links! By the way, there is one more thing. These slates about important buildings, spells and war devices need to be reprinted in several copies for backup and stored in various gods. Inside the temple city." Darkus leaned against the wall, covering his eyes with his left hand and rubbing his temples. He was a little anxious.

After communicating for a while, Darkus left.

The two Slans have become very familiar with each other these days. At this moment, they are looking at Darkus's back and communicating with each other telepathically.

The rainy season is finally over, and the long-lost sun is shining over the city of Spicazuma. The city is still under repair, but the main lens system has been repaired, and all lens devices have been reinstalled on each pyramid. The Skink Mao Sun Officers have been practicing for a long time, and they are beginning to wait impatiently for this day to arrive.

Darkus got up early in the morning. He took Genevieve and Druch to the mountain above the city, found the best observation position, and waited for the moment of dawn.

After a while, three Slan also teleported over.

Except for those standing guard and patrolling, all the lizardmen in the city got up early today, and they seemed to know what day it was.

Daylight breaks and the sun shines onto the lens system.

In an instant, Spicazuma was enveloped in sunlight, and the lenses on each pyramid refracted the beams and connected them to each other. Under the adjustment of Maoriguan, a beam of light converged on the star monument of the ancient Saint Iqi in the square, and other beams of light illuminated various lens energy transmission nodes.

As the sun rose higher, the beam of light became stronger and stronger, and a rainbow even appeared over the city.

Darkus closed his eyes and felt all this. He could feel that the Lens City under his feet was alive. He opened his eyes and slowly began to raise his arms to embrace the great temple city.

Genevieve and Drucci looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and comments were heard one after another.

The lizard people in the city below were also cheering, praising the Old Saint loudly, praising Umak, praising Slan, and praising themselves for their hard work.

Darkus took out the Spicazuma horn, took a slow step forward with his right foot, and then mustered up all his strength to blow the horn.

The lizard people cheered louder than before when they heard the horn sound, and the giant beasts in the city felt the joy of Darkus and began to neigh loudly.

Colorful flocks of colorful birds are also flying in the distance.

This is the story chapter of Darkus, this is his city of lenses, and this is the starting point and cornerstone of his great career!

"Ren!"