Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 275 125. Malekith Time

After spending a while, Darkus asked the three still-living adventurers to quickly pack up the tools and items scattered on the muddy ground. The Hollow Lake was not a puddle, but it was not a puddle that could be seen at a glance. freshwater lake.

Darkus really wanted the three adventurers to swim to the other side. Perhaps the buoyancy of the backpack would help the adventurers halfway through the swim. This was not because he was truly kind and generous. This was purely between him and Mare. Keith needs some pioneers to do some experiments to see what mysteries are about the Hollow Lake.

If he is really lucky enough to swim to the other side, then Darkus will fulfill his promise. Anyway, these three adventurers are not the targets of Ren's trial. Since they have all swam over, he will not send Druchi to chase them. Hunting, he is not that bored yet, the things in the backpack may also help the adventurer get out of this man-eating jungle.

Now, the Druchi on the shore of the Hollow Lake formed a four-three-two-one formation. Malekith stood on the front shore as number one, followed by six sorceresses, and then Dark Us, these male Druchi who don't know magic.

As the three adventurers gradually moved closer to the center of the lake, Malekith exuded a huge aura and pressure.

Darkus is keenly aware of its power, as well as other things such as pride and curiosity. He had already told Malekith yesterday that he was not the protagonist today, and neither was he. Although Malekith, for his sake, did not do anything to prevent him from getting off the stage, such as what happened between the spiritual network and the history. The Slann Demon Priest’s fight was a farce, but Malekith had a proud heart after all. Malekith knew that Chupa Coco’s role was to act as an anchor point for the Slann Demon Priest to teleport, and Malekith also knew that the Slann Demon Priest His every move will be watched through Chupa Coco's vision.

so! It's time to show your true power!

Malekith has felt that the place is not simple since he came to Void Lake. The situation here even reminded him of what he encountered when he was young in the Chaos Wasteland before finding the Iron Ring.

At this moment, Malekith closed his eyes, and the orange gaze on the Midnight Armor helmet disappeared. With the help of the steel ring on his head, he began to use a higher level beyond ordinary senses to control and observe the magic here. The wind of magic was taught to him by Morathi when he was very young. Normally, he did not have to concentrate so much on mastering the wind of magic, but he felt that there was a special existence here, which seemed to have traveled directly from the Gate of Chaos. The power of this world?

Malekith's attention was also locked on the three adventurers who were still swimming. He felt an unusual wind of magic. It seemed that the suction of something nearby was forming a magic vortex, ready to swallow the three adventurers. Adventurer.

Although Darkus, who was watching every move of the three adventurers with a monocular, did not understand magic, he could feel the wind of magic around him constantly gathering, because his skin began to feel tingling again. , he could also feel that Malekith's power was rising, and it was obvious that Malekith was starting to take action. He put down the monocular and glanced at Malekith's back. The magical wind swirled around Malekith, forming a surging whirlwind.

"My lord!" Flanais pointed to the lake and whispered to Darkus, who was looking at Malekith's back in confusion.

After reacting, Darkus raised the monocular and looked again. He saw two adventurers struggling in the center of the lake, while the other one had no intention of coming forward to rescue, and instead relied on the buoyancy of his backpack. Swim hard in the opposite direction. He quietly watched the two adventurers struggling, howling, and choking on their lungs with water. He couldn't even hear the screams spreading, so he shook his head and put down the sheets. The telescope was handed to Franais beside him, and he motioned to pass it on.

Franais took the monocular without looking at it cautiously, but immediately handed it out again.

Darkus is waiting. He is waiting for Malekith to show off. Since things are like this, there is no way he can let Master Ma teleport over. That's not what happened.

With the death of the two adventurers, Malekith found a place with the most violent magic fluctuations. He stood there and was struck by the fluctuations of the magical wind, making him dizzy and sick. He had not felt this way for a long time. . Although he searched carefully, he could never find the source of the fluctuation. It seemed that things were more complicated than he thought.

After a while, Malekith finally discovered the problem. There was indeed something in the lake that was disturbing the surrounding magical wind. That thing seemed to have formed an arched barrier above the city under the lake. That thing just now The two adventurers just swam to the highest point of the arched barrier, while the adventurer still swimming in the lake was slightly luckier and missed it.

Malekith also sensed the flow of Aegir's wind under the arched barrier. The flow of magical wind felt like the temple city under the arched barrier was hollow. He soon discovered that He noticed something was wrong. The arched barrier seemed to have double mezzanines. The construction of the spell was more sophisticated than he thought. He could clearly sense that the corpses that seemed to be floating in the water were actually located in the double mezzanines. The time in the mezzanine seemed to be frozen, and the corpses were fixed there forever.

Perhaps this is what the adventurer just said. The corpse is suspended under the water, rotting and swelling, with its arms stretched out, but it can no longer touch the sky.

Malekith was already good at applying the wind of magic, and with the assistance of the steel ring, he knew that the spells could be either powerful, comparable to the roar of the gods, or small and subtle. What he has to do now is to find the key to open the enchantment without destroying it. He just wants to show off his skills now! Show yourself in front of the Slann Demon Priest, and let Darkus and these Druchi see his power.

Malekith kept searching, and soon he found the key. There was a subtle overlapping position at the bottom of the double-layered barrier. This was the place he found only after his third search. He also found it the previous two times. However, it is obvious that this key is too hidden. But he didn't make any move. He knew that this was a key and it might also be a trap. He continued to search, and soon he found two more similar places, but he was keenly aware of these two places. It must be a trap, and he was now sure that the key was in the place before.

Malekith stopped all his movements. He turned his head. The Midnight Armor helmet burst out with blazing orange-red light, as if the orange-red light would spurt out like a red laser in the next second. He looked around. He circled the Drukis, who either backed away under his burning gaze, or lowered their heads and dared not look directly. Finally, he looked at Darkus, who still stood there indifferently, and even looked at him. Smiled at him.

"Go over there!" Malekith said with a smile, pointing to the other side of the lake, which is the place closest to the enchantment key.

After arriving at the location, Malekith's midnight armor was fully fired. The heat and steam bursting out from the gaps in the armor even melted the rain that had not yet fallen on him. The sense of power gushing out of his body made those who followed behind him The Drukis felt a heavy blow all over their bodies and began to retreat continuously.

The Drukhi even had the illusion that Malekith could tear apart the most powerful warrior with his bare hands.

But Darkus knew that this was Malekith's self-protection. He knew that Malekith was going to have a big job next, and what he had to do before the big job was to protect himself.

Malekith no longer tried to construct ingenious magic. He began to summon the wind of magic and shape it into a powerful and terrifying spell. He was going to use a powerful magic to turn the water in the Hollow Lake. Push away.

Malekith wants the Druchis behind him to see the Witch King's absolute power that is comparable to that of a god!

The dark sky that was already raining became even darker because of Malekith's power, like a night, filled with colorful black, and weird colorful lightning danced wantonly under the clouds.

The wind of magic circled around Malekith again, forming a hurricane that was even more turbulent than before. The six sorceresses stood behind him and kept chanting, guiding the gathering of the wind of magic.

Maranur turned his head and glanced at Darkus blankly. His eyes seemed to express whether we should retreat first?

Darkus smiled at Maranur, shook his head, and pointed to the lake again.

The tranquility on the surface of the Hollow Lake was broken by the power of the spell, and the lake began to tremble violently. The light flickered, and the magical wind kept surging, like a strong arm roughly pushing away the water in the lake.

The water surface only fluctuated slightly at first, as if the lake was responding to the call of a spell. However, as the magical wind continues to strengthen, the reaction on the water surface becomes more and more violent. A huge vortex began to form, and the lake water seemed to be pushed by some invisible force, struggling to retreat to both sides.

As the spell penetrates, the lake water separates faster and faster, and the water splashes, forming a beautiful water curtain, like the mysterious intertwining between the lake water and the spell. Under the influence of the spell, the lake water continued to recede, exposing the scene of the bottom of the virtual lake.

As the passage formed, Darkos could see the path to the temple city beneath the lake. Through the clear lake water, the road is clearly visible, and the power of the spell outlines it like a faintly shining passage.

On both sides of this road, the lake water rises vertically like two walls. The ripples and light on the water surface are intertwined like delicate fabrics, forming a dynamic picture on both sides of the underwater passage.

"Good guy! I could only see special effects in movies before, but now they appear in front of my eyes." Darkus struggled to pull his boots out of the mud at the bottom of the lake, and kept observing while walking with difficulty. around.

The strange thing is that there are no fish struggling out of the water at the bottom of the lake. There are no aquatic plants, corals and exotic flowers and plants dotting it, and there is no soft light shining like a forgotten picture.

There is nothing around, no fish, no shrimps, no algae, and no things like dragon rivers and sea monsters. The virtual lake is like an absolute stand, but there are no living creatures!

Some are just endless stones, and there are temple cities that have stood in the lake for more than six thousand years. The sky above the city is dotted with a large number of bloated corpses floating like stars.

Darkus raised his head and could vaguely see the barrier guarding the temple city through the refraction of the lake water and the flickering light. As he got closer to the stone slab, he felt that this satellite city seemed to be more than just a satellite city?

The group of Druchi walked hard, with only Genevieve and Malekith walking on the muddy ground.

The end of the passage is the key to the barrier. There is no golden gate, no strange patterns flashing with exquisitely carved runes, and no ancient legends told.

Darkus observed carefully. It was unremarkable. It seemed to be an ordinary building on the outskirts of the temple city. If his judgment was correct, it seemed to be a community where skinks lived?

"Sir? This seems to be a skink community, right?" Walter, walking behind Darkus, asked with some uncertainty.

Darkus ignored Walter's question and continued to observe.

Skink communities are usually found on the outer edges of the Temple City, but this is where the Temple City really comes alive. Hundreds of Skinks gather together at night to sleep in a building.

The buildings were expertly designed by Skink architects to absorb daytime heat during the dry season, helping Skink residents stay active, and most houses have low, flat roofs that can also be used for sunbathing.

During the rainy season, this kind of solid building will not allow rainwater to invade the sleeping skinks, and there are good drainage facilities at the bottom, which will not cause disasters such as floods and subsidence, and will not let the skinks sleep for a whole day. They may have run underground or been washed away by floods.

Skinks value personal space very little, and communities are more than simply places to sleep. They usually gather together according to their assigned occupations, and communities are also divided according to occupation.

For example, in the craft area, potters, weavers and metal workers live together and their workshops are also in the community. The scribal quarters contained a library of scrolls and tablets that recorded and stored edicts related to the daily affairs of the temple city.

The monitor lizard labor area is adjacent to the skink community. The huge building is full of rest pools, where the huge monitor lizards receive labor tasks every day.

Between the communities are open squares, the size and division of which varies according to each temple city, where Skinks meet other Skinks, and even with Skink merchants from other temple cities. Meet to exchange goods, while Skink Priests make the rounds, sharing announcements about grand plans or events of the recent past.

"Yes, it's a community of skinks." Darkus took a few steps forward. He concluded that this was a community of skinks. He felt that this was a bit evil. Who would have thought that the barrier of a temple city could actually be In the Skink Community, if you enter this temple city silent at the bottom of the void lake from other places, you will most likely be like those floating corpses, sandwiched between two layers of barriers.

Become eternity!

Malekith, who was walking at the front, came to the wall first, but he did not do anything immediately. Instead, he made an extremely rare gesture of rubbing his hands together. The two gloves of the Midnight Armor made a harsh and unpleasant friction sound.

Obviously, the key to the temple city is not that simple. It can be opened by saying "open sesame" or tapping three times.

This book has already reached 1 million words after publishing this chapter. I’m not in good condition today, so I’ll update less often.