Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 254 104. Mighty and mighty

Darkus finally arranged various matters, including the re-establishment of various strongholds in the north and the canonization of the fear lords stationed there.

The Black Ark Fleet set off, and the hidden fleet entered the entrance to the underground sea on the east coast of Naggaroth. The mighty expedition began!

But the strange thing is that the departure time of the Black Ark fleet was chosen in the middle of the night before the departure day. In the words of the Black Ark admirals, this was the will of the Lord of the Abyss, Marcelan. Darkus looked at his uncle suspiciously at that time Dulias and Dastan.

"Tonight's moon and tide will be blessed by Marcelan. As night falls, just before the fog rises, we will set off!" Dulias nodded confidently to Darkus and pretended. Said profoundly.

This was the first time that Darkus knew that there was such a saying. It might have been there before, but he didn't notice it at all. After all, he was always a passenger before.

For most druchi, the call of the sea is a very sacred thing. They view the realm dominated by Marcelan with awe and fear, because a long time ago, a raging tsunami flooded the Nagaryth they once lived in, depriving them of the right to live in Nagaryth.

So when the ocean took away Druchi's birthright, Druchi also took back the ocean itself, riding the wind and waves to collect loot and glory so that Druchi could survive.

As the god of seas and storms, Matheran is the patron saint of sailors and adventurers, and is prayed to by elves when they are about to embark on a journey or find a new land. He also accepts the prayers of the spirits that are moving around the world so that He can bring them home safely.

"The capricious god of the sea is not faithful enough to his followers."

Matheran is a fickle god, ruler of all that dwells beneath the waves, and has little love for any creature on land. He is not trusted by most of the Asur who live in Ulthuan. Only the sailors of Cothque and the Kingdom of Itain and the sea guards and residents who live on the coast of the coastal kingdom love the Lord of the Abyss.

Such behavior is frowned upon elsewhere in Ulthuan, especially the Inner Rim Kingdoms, where tradition depicts Malthelan as the Lord of the Abyss, after all Malthelan is a subterranean god, but such disdain holds for those who Assur, who lives by the sea, has little influence.

The pirates and sailors of the Druchi are the most devoted group to the Matheran, and to some extent this is simply a pragmatic and utilitarian sound idea that any Druchi who spends so much time on the sea should make sure He maintains a good relationship with Marcelan, but there are always exceptions to everything, and there are also a few stubborn Druch who believe in Kane or others.

However, the Druchi also feel that their relationship with Marcelan goes beyond simple belief, because they themselves are also a destructive force, launching surprise attacks from calm seas without any warning, causing fleets, Harbors and coastlines bring carnage and destruction.

The leading Black Ark flagship is the Malevolent Temple of the Krakaronde Hellscourge family, followed by the Despair Herald of the Krakaronde Cold-Eye family, the Soul Claw of the Krakaronde Mogar family, and the Kalonde Karl The Tower of God's Blessed Villains of the Fallen Heart family and the Fortress of Eternal Dread, owned by Hagrid Grave's new Valahar family.

As for the Black Ark Nagol being driven back by Krakalond's army, the Nagol needs to be renovated and renovated on a large scale. In addition, the Nagol is too big to be driven into the underground sea. But Darkus asked Lechkiel Corrupt Heart and the trainee admirals to join the expedition. After all, this was a valuable experience.

Darkus couldn't commit the crime because the Nagor set off from the Sea of ​​Resentment, then passed through the Chilling Sea where Kalonde Kal was, and entered the vast ocean. It would have to go around in a big circle, and it would have to pass through Ulthuan and Anaheim. , the goal of this expedition is clearly to target the Lustria continent, not to cause trouble for cousin Asul.

According to Darkus's strategic plan, at this stage, try not to alert the snake and make Asur alert. He and Malekith have studied it. Even if the pure girl, Lilith, calls Asur's senior executives one by one, it will be useless. , As long as Asul doesn't feel the heart-breaking pain, he won't react, let alone send out the precious existence fleet.

In the conference room of the Black Ark Malevolent Temple, the high-level dignitaries of Druchi who participated in the expedition gathered here. The huge long table in the middle was covered with a chart of the east coast of Lustria.

Malekith was sick again, but instead of killing, he role-played, sometimes wanting others to treat him like a common fear lord, sometimes pretending to be someone he believed his father had been. The image of a general whose orgies he sometimes oversaw would put even his mother to shame.

Since Malekith is unable to enjoy these depraved pleasures, he will choose a proxy to indulge in depraved indulgences on his behalf. But Darkus has never enjoyed this kind of treatment. Usually Darkus just eats for him. Maybe he thinks that Darkus doesn't like this kind of indulgence and only likes the low-level fun of eating and drinking.

Today's Malekith roleplays as a general, surrounded by dignitaries, fear lords, and sorceresses of rank and status. Messengers and waiters walked around, carrying maps or documents.

"From here to here!" Darkus took the putter and stroked it in the area on the map of the Lustria continent from the Broken Cape in the east to the mouth of the Kuweizha River in the southwest. He then pointed. He said about the area from the Volcanic Islands to the mouth of Kuiweizha River, "The power of the undead is mainly concentrated there."

Malekith, who was standing in the main seat, put his hands on the marble table. After listening to Darkus' introduction, he raised his head and looked at the Druchi present.

"The Hand of the Witch King, their power?" Dastan asked first.

"I don't know, but I know that the emperor definitely needs an army. In order to obtain soldiers, Luther Harken has been working on a plan, and this plan has lasted longer than most of the people present." Darkus He shrugged and said jokingly that he really didn't know how many troops the Haken Empire had, but he knew how Emperor Haken expanded his army.

"Hakon used magic to lead ships from the outside astray, leading the ships to the south that deviated from the trade route. Once the ship hit a rock, or stopped to look for food and fresh water, the crew on the ship would be bound by vampires, and his New corpses will be added to the team of undead sailors, and these ships will continue to grow and become part of the fleet, and then he will send the resulting fleet to capture more ships and corpses." Darkus talked eloquently. Narrating.

Hearing this, the dignitaries present frowned. Most of them wanted to ask what kind of emperor this was, but they could only think about it. After all, His Majesty the Witch King was here.

Darkus then recounted what he knew, such as the Lizardmen and the stories he had told and the stories he remembered.

The well-prepared Luther Harken claimed to take the entire continent of Lustria as his own, then led his troops into the jungle, and then suffered a defeat.