Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 289 139. When the singing sounds again

Darkus, whose whole body was wrapped in midnight armor, appeared outside the tent. The pain did not disappear with the change of scene. On the contrary, it tended to intensify. He stepped awkwardly on the thin and white on the sand. All he could see was the vast fleet of Black Ark stretching along the curving coast and thousands of Druchi warriors busily preparing for the next battle. He turned his head with difficulty and looked into the distance, and found that everywhere he looked was desolate.

"Don't you have any other new tricks? Why are you showing me these things? Can't you change the scene for me? No matter what you are, why are you landing on this shit when you can see the future? "Dakeus turned around and saw the black shadow from before standing not far from him. He asked with a cold snort.

"No, this is your business, this is what the maze reveals to you."

Darkus smacked his lips. After figuring out the essence of the matter, he no longer had the interest to mock the black shadow.

"You were in the Labyrinth, you were on the shores of Nagaryth, and you saw what you thought. No more, that's for sure."

Seeing that Darkus didn't speak for a long time, the black shadow continued. After he finished speaking, he met Darkus's eyes.

Darkus suddenly thought of something. Maybe this so-called labyrinth was Carlos using the Kingdom of the Ancient God to deal with those difficult-to-handle Slann Demon Priests or stronger beings, such as the Ancient Saints? Turn this place into a place similar to a seal and a barrier. But at that moment when he endured the painful thought, he captured something, wrong! The black shadow in this scene has become slightly more intelligent than the black shadow in the previous scene, and more importantly, the second time the black shadow just spoke revealed a kind of impatience and impatience that he had not heard in the previous scene. anxious.

"Are you... the guardian here?" Darkus asked cautiously.

The shadow didn't answer, but stood there quietly.

"Is this how you protect the secrets here? Bring me future success?" Darkus immediately adjusted his thinking and asked another question. When asking, he used the classic pretense of Malekith from COS. He stretched out his right foot and took a step forward, aiming the fist formed in his right hand at the black shadow.

now! Darkus transformed into Dark Chicken Silk!

The black shadow remained silent, as if he was hiding and adjusting what he said wrongly just now.

Darkus endured the pain and kept maintaining that position. Anyway, he was not in a hurry. He had time to waste. Dark chicken wire overturned and Malekith was there. Malekith overturned and Master Ma was there. . Since Master Ma has paid attention to this place, and there is no reason to ignore it when he loses contact, he is not a Slann Demon Priest who has been meditating for decades or centuries. If he hasn't come out for a long time, it means something is wrong. , Chupa Coco is not stupid at all.

"Success? Do you think your story ends in victory?" After a long time, the black shadow that seemed to have been adjusted returned to the mechanization in the previous scene.

"You are so boring. When you showed me this rotten land, the so-called victory in this illusion had already left me." Darkus said with a sneer.

Soon, Ren, Walter and other Drucci appeared in the scene. They quickly walked to the position where the three swords were in front of Darkus and knelt down.

"Your Majesty! Bad news came from the front line..." Ren, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence, as if he was afraid of something.

"Since you don't want to say it, let me guess." Darkus did not make it difficult for Ren in the illusion, because it was meaningless at all. After he finished speaking, he walked around in the same place, taking advantage of the opportunity. Taking this opportunity, he once again focused his attention on the surrounding scene. His mind was a little dizzy due to pain and torture. What he saw was an illusion. It didn't matter, he tried to tell himself, but he still caught some clues.

"The attacks on the Unicorn Gate and the Griffin Gate failed, right? Moreover, the troops attacking these fortresses were surrounded, and maybe they have been wiped out now!?" Darkus said slowly, it was very simple, he He vaguely judged the black shadow's intention, and he did not see the armies and flags of various cities in the surrounding scene, only the huge black fleet group, which showed that the armies of those cities had already logged in and attacked. Soon, he confirmed his guess, because Ren, who was kneeling on the ground, buried his head deeper.

"Don't say anything and let me guess again. The troops who chose to be loyal to me have been lost. Aris Anar and his shadows have also been attacking our supply lines, right? Soon those Asu are ready I have pressed the army over, and we are already in danger of defeat. Because of these failures, the Druchi dignitaries no longer trust me, and they are ready to betray me! Including you! You have chosen to turn to Morathi and prepare to kill me. , after I die, take off the Midnight Armor from me and return to Naggaros to establish a Witch King?" Darkus said in the end, he was not angry or violent, just like he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. Irrelevant things.

"Excuse me, what should I do next? Fear? Weakness? Or something else? Ah~ please help me!" Before the Druchis in front of him were ready to violently harm Darkus, he He turned his head and looked at the black shadow around him that Druchi couldn't see, and said bossily.

Ren, Walter, who had taken out the dagger, and the surrounding Druchi who were about to surround him to attack Darkus, froze at this moment, and the scene around him became still.

Darkus felt the shadow's body tremble slightly, as if he did not expect him to say such a thing. His unreasonable way of playing cards confused the shadow.

"Idiot! No wonder you fell! You were wrong from the beginning! I would be hesitant and hesitant when making a choice, but that was not fear or weakness at all! It was about choosing a relatively optimal solution!" Midnight! Darkus in the armor roared sharply, and as he spoke, steam and flames began to erupt from the gaps in the midnight armor. He then shouted hysterically, "Maybe it's because I have a way out, I'm sorry! You made the wrong choice! You should have chosen the one who came in with me before, because he is the real weak one! Then you have a chance! Not me! But I know you have no chance, because you are anxious! You Urgent! Your thoughts and rhythm have been disrupted." At the end of his sentence, he began to laugh, letting out the laughter that Malekith usually made.

Although the pain and torture were tearing at Darkus's nerves, he understood. He thought about the suspicious skeletons in the pyramid of the satellite city of Zulx under the water of the Nether Lake and the disappeared Slann Demon Priest.

Darkus has seen the mummy of the first Lord Slann Kroka before, which shows that the Slann Demon Priest will leave behind bones after death. Otherwise, how would the Skinks make mummies? And let the soul and echo of the Slann Demon Priest be bound to the mummy. Did the skink boys create it out of thin air by thinking? These evidences fully demonstrate that the disappeared Slann Demon Priest was either trapped in this maze or died in the realm of chaos.

Carlos may have accidentally discovered this place when he was in Lustria, and used it to do something, such as reaching some kind of cooperation and deal with the remnants of the ancient gods. Following this path, he discovered the maze. The vision shown to him might be correct!

Darkus may have guessed right, or he may have guessed wrong. In this mysterious realm, there may be not only the echoes left by Carlos, but also the echoes left by the ancient god! Or it could be the remnants of the soul or something like that, but it is no longer important. Now we have reached the most critical stage.

"It's a bit cliche, isn't it." Darkus smacked his lips and said. He never expected that this world also has cliché stories of seizing the body. The illusion shown to him in the maze may be that he was captured. The illusion after taking away the body, once he shows weakness and leaks a flaw, he will be taken over by the legacy of the ancient god. After leaving, Darkus will not be the one who carries the memory of time travel, but will take him with him. The new Darkus traveling through memory.

The abbreviation is the new 3.0 modified version of Duck Chicken Wire with enhanced power and invincible violence.

After being snatched away, Darkus may go the same way as in the previous two illusions. From a certain perspective, there is nothing wrong with Carlos' ability, but from a certain perspective, there is a big problem with Carlos' ability. Either this ancient god's ability is a little unreliable, or the thing left behind is already too weak.

Darkus does not regret his choice to wear the Midnight Armor in the last illusion scene, because he is a dragon crossing the river, and this is other people's territory. The squatter here will not suddenly lose his mind, and must have been given to him. When a person cooks two tables of food, it is like a plan, with plan A, plan B, and even a prepared plan C. No matter which table he chooses to eat in the end, he will be disappointed. Even if he chooses not to eat, the squatter here may give him a hard one and press his head to eat hard.

Now, there were no illusions around Darkus, replaced by endless darkness. At this moment, he suddenly appeared in an empty universe without stars, full of loneliness. The Midnight Armor lost all heat at this moment, as if it had been frozen by extreme zero. He could feel that strange presence sneaking into his body, sucking away his life force, as if there was a wound in his soul. It kept erupting, throwing his life essence into the darkness.

The cold spread throughout Darkus' body like death itself, no! Not death! Because death is in a way a force, like a storm or an avalanche. What is now is pure nothingness, indisputable, irreversible, and absolute. This feeling that Darkus has never seen before seems to be planted deep in his heart like seeds, and As the void grew stronger, it kept taking root and sprouting to engulf his heart.

The pure nothingness pressed on Darkus' organs. He felt that his soul was constantly squirming. He could clearly feel that hundreds of souls were frozen in a moment of pure, shocking horror. .

Another huge soul roared at high decibels in transcendent pain. When Darkus resisted these souls piercing his soul like thin needles, he also roared in pain and ecstasy. Roaring in extreme torture, roaring and using his own will to resist.

At this moment, Darkus even saw through the universe with his eyes and saw the ether. He seemed to be able to see every living thing in the entire universe. He knew that the existence wanted to let him see his own smallness, fragility and weakness in this way. negligible.

"Mortal, behold my will! Feel the power of this despair and give yourself to me, and all this will be your reward."

"Fart! Go play ball! All these phenomena are false! All of this is false! If you were really that strong, would you be like this? Hiding here and lingering?" Dak Us gnashed his teeth and roared hysterically.

Darkus struggled under this huge pressure. He felt like he was going to die. He could feel that the existence was going to destroy his soul. When he realized all this, all the fear suddenly disappeared.

"All things are born from existence, and existence is born from nothingness! Nothingness? Is this your trick? Or is it your ability?" Darkus was still gritting his teeth while resisting tenaciously. He continued, "But! I'm sorry. ! You made the wrong choice again! You should not have dragged me so far away from the medieval planet."

After Darkus finished speaking, the expression on his face became even more distorted, because at the moment of painful struggle, he had the urge to cry. He thought of the old Skink Priest who served him when he was Itaza, He thought of what the Skink Oracle Akadan had said to him at that time: Soar! Noble Umak! The further you fly, the better! When you want to come back, this song will guide you!

"I feel it, I feel the warmth of home." After finishing speaking, Darkus began to enter a strange state. It cannot be said that he closed his eyes, but a strange empty state of the spiritual platform. He had sensed He couldn't see everything around him, but there was a faint singing in his ears. He listened carefully to the singing, the song of Umak!

At that time, Darkus thought it was just a fancy and useless ceremony, but he never expected that the singing gave him magical power at the critical moment. The singing continued to guide him, and his eyes were unsettled. Controlling the tears, he began to open his mouth and hum along with the melody of the singing. His voice gradually changed from humming quietly to singing loudly at the end.

"Soar! Noble Umak! Fly as far as you can!"

"When you want to come back, this song will guide you!"

Endless chaos and roaring are still raging around Darkus, as if nothingness has swallowed his soul.

But Darkus was not dead. He seemed to be hanging above the stars at this moment. He seemed to feel the stars begin to shine, blooming with dazzling light. The constellations belonging to the ancient saints began to follow the climax of Umak. The song lit up, first one, then ten, and then hundreds. As the song of Umak reached its climax, all the constellations belonging to the ancient saints in the universe lit up at this moment!

"Stop howling! What a sad existence, you don't even have the last chance. Follow the singing and follow the stars for the final swing. You should be happy at this moment! Because you have witnessed a great existence!"

Among the bright stars, Darkus' body was burning like a newborn sun. As the existence roared, his new sun continued to expand and expand.

The core of the sun is under tremendous pressure, and the temperature and pressure are gradually reaching their limits. Suddenly, all the power and energy are concentrated in one point, causing a devastating explosion.

The explosion caused violent tremors and was filled with powerful energy. The huge fireball expanded rapidly, and the blazing flames erupted outward like thousands of swords, forming a huge spherical fire cloud.

Countless fire streams and energy shot into the surrounding space. The energy and light released by the explosion were extremely dazzling, lighting up the entire universe instantly!

Darkus only saw the moment of the explosion, and did not see the last remnants. He fell into darkness, but his laughter continued to echo.

There was no ceiling, no Midnight Armor, no pain, no nothingness, just like when Darkus came. He stood inside the tower and looked at it calmly, surrounded by stairs, extending to the highest point he could see. .

It's a vertical labyrinth that twists, refracts, and stretches upward seemingly endlessly.

The appearance of the tower looks very simple and simple, but the actual situation is completely different.

The maze of madness is finally revealed, all illusions gone, but all the same terrifying.

Darkus didn't yell, he thought about it quickly. He knew that now he had entered a new stage, just like the final pursuit stage. As long as he survived this stage, the goddess of victory would smile at him.

After observing again, Darkus randomly selected a staircase and walked up. He chose to follow his feeling. It was a narrow, twisted staircase with no handrails or supporting walls to anchor it, but the stone The stairs were still suspended steadily beneath his feet. The stairs carried him to a second corridor, where he turned right and entered a small room. From there, four more stairs climb up to the tower.

While running, Darkus was also observing the surrounding situation. He found that the surrounding scenes maintained a certain consistency like obsessive-compulsive disorder. These things all had the same pattern, and they made the same choice every time so that they would not will get lost in the maze. In turn, it can be said that it is precisely because of the existence of this pattern that he has become lost in the maze.

Darkus, who continued walking, came to the first staircase in the room and started walking up. There was endless green light on the stairs, and he felt dizzy for a moment, and his feet seemed to be pulled to the wall by gravity. He took another step and found himself on the wall. He blinked, and he found that he could not determine his direction for a moment, and he was back to where he started.

"It seems I need to find some clues." Darkus did not yell, but patiently looked around and thought.

Soon, Darkus discovered that although the position he was standing was where he was at the beginning, it didn't seem to be the same place? The surrounding scene has changed in some way. He seems to have arrived at the so-called second floor? A space that is deeper than before.

Darkus decided to follow his feeling again. This time he chose the leftmost staircase and walked up. He didn't know whether he had climbed for hours or days. He just let his feeling guide him and walked. There was an illusion that he was slowly climbing up the tower, slowly but steadily.

"There seems to be something chasing me in the maze. The thing that tried to take my body just now lost its last strength and started to chase me angrily? Or is there some kind of gatekeeper monster here?" Darkus As he walked away, he muttered that he had had this vague feeling from the beginning, and as time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

There was a thud, like something heavy stumbling across the stone floor. Darkus was sure that something was indeed chasing him. Based on his experience of being chased many times, he did not choose to stop and look down. He was not interested in seeing what the thing was, and he did not want to touch it. That thing that seems to have entered the retrospect, it would be funny if it was counter-killed at the last moment.

Soon after, Darkus began to hear deep grunts and suffocating breathing, as if a giant beast was sniffing the air for his scent, following his footsteps and hunting him. The strange thing is that the sound is constantly disturbing him. The sound comes from every direction, from above, from behind, from left to right, as if his ears are equipped with 5D speakers, surrounding him in a twisted maze. In his ears. His uneasiness began to grow gradually, but he still did not stop, but continued to climb hard. Waiting to die was not his style.

Then, Darkus came to a door without any warning. It was a very simple wooden door, but this was the first time he saw it after entering the tower. He had no choice but to retreat. No matter what was inside, he could only put his hand on the iron ring. He drew out the scarlet sword and pulled the iron ring open. At the moment when the iron ring was pulled up, he heard There were angry roars all around again.

There was a room outside the door with a set of stairs, a sight that made Darkus feel uneasy yet familiar. The roar continued to echo in his ears, and the sounds of chasing footsteps were getting closer and closer. Without hesitation, he chose a staircase and began to run up it in a hurry.

The stairs led to another room and door, almost identical to the one Darkus had just left. He felt like a nesting doll, trapped in a never-ending cycle. However, in the room behind him, a huge force slammed against the door, making a deafening bang.

An angry roar was accompanied by the sound of Darkus' footsteps running again. He tried his best to stay calm. With intense exercise or excitement, his heart beat violently and his breathing became rapid.

"Forward! Don't look back!" On the other side, Malekith, who came out of the illusion, was also climbing the stairs while thinking and remembering. Suddenly, he felt something running past him, but there There was obviously nothing, neither the naked eye nor magic could detect it, but he quickly thought of something. After all, he was not the only one who entered here. After a brief moment of confusion, he began to shout.

Darkus walked through another room again, walked up a flight of stairs, and found himself standing in a strange position, but in addition to the sound made by that being, he seemed to hear Malekith's voice, and it was the same as before. The words he heard in the underwater pyramid of the Hollow Lake were exactly the same. He felt that he was close to the end of the cursed maze. He was lost and his heart was full of confusion, but he still chose to follow his feelings and Malekith's voice to continue. Forward.

Soon, Darkus, who passed through a door, found himself standing on a high place, with an invisible floor beneath his feet and green light filling his surroundings. He was surprised to find that there was only one staircase for him to proceed on, so he stepped up it without hesitation.

The moment Darkus stepped on, he entered a strange state. He was like a piece of wood swallowed by the waves in the storm. He felt everything he was already familiar with, as if he had been here many times before. Same here.

Time and space, past, present and future, were twisted around Darkus. Instead of illusions appearing again, his surroundings were filled with hallucinations. Unknowingly, he took another step forward.

After witnessing his mother dying of exhaustion, he and his brother became insane from pain and powerlessness.

He saw his father's last sea raid, when he and his brother stood on the Krakarond dock and looked at the Black Ark Temple of Malice as it retreated, with helpless expressions.

I saw him standing by the deck railing in an exaggerated posture to relieve himself, and the confusion and fear he felt before he accidentally fell into the sea.

I saw him lying on a chair in the observatory room of the Great Pyramid of Saint Itzha and taking a nap. His face was full of comfort and relaxation.

Everything seemed to point to the present moment. Darkus stretched out his arms and took another step forward, as if this step spanned the long river of time. These illusions continued, extending from him to the future.

I saw him walking around with disheveled hair and beating the Echo Drum in a magical jungle, surrounded by Asrais.

He saw Asul's dragon boat burning and sinking slowly on the sea not far away.

He was seen commanding a huge Drukhi army, surrounding an Assur city with his back to the fiery red sky.

Darkus staggered and stumbled forward. The hallucinations appeared faster and faster, so fast that he couldn't catch those fleeting images.

Just when Darkus wanted to desperately capture the picture of the future, the surrounding scene changed again. Instead of becoming the pure nothingness before, it was obscured by a fog.

"Pikachu?" Darkus reacted and was stunned by the scene in front of him. There were no towers or plains around him, only endless fog. In front of him, a Pikachu had its back to him, quietly Sitting there quietly.

Dragon Boat Festival, this is Friday’s update. As for Planet Six, it’s only 3,000 words long. I’ll go out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to change my mind. I’ll have to wait. I’ll try to publish it as soon as possible.

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