Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 375 225.Haihaihai

Darkus could feel that the Trident of the Sea was like the sea, filled with anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years. Visions flashed through his mind again, and for a moment the darkest depths of his soul were explored, and something primal was released. Anger and revenge kept flashing through like waves, gradually swelling like a raging wave, Then rush towards the enemy. It is an angry expression of the ocean as a destructive force that has been suppressed for so long that its release cannot be prevented.

Darkus did not put the raised Trident of the Sea on the ground, but simply let go of his hand, and the trident in mid-air floated there as if it were in the water. He raised his head and spread his hands slightly, and then the trident followed his will and floated and rotated in the cave. The trident was like the whistle arrow in "Guardians of the Galaxy", wandering around him, Drusala and Franais, but he didn't do anything fancy. One reason was because it was his first real practice. The other is the size of a trident placed there.

The Trident of the Sea turned around in the cave for a few times before returning to Darkus' raised hand. Usage like the whistle arrow is only the most basic way to use the trident. It can be used as a whistle arrow, so it can be used as a throw. When thrown, lightning and thunder will erupt with the trident as the center, forming an extreme natural environment. After he activates his will, the trident will become like a whistle arrow. Back to his hands again. Of course, it can also be picked up by the enemy, but seizing it or throwing it back is out of the question, unless the enemy comes specifically with relevant stuff.

However, this is only the most basic way to use the Trident of the Sea. There is no need to use it as a throwing weapon. Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and rushing waves are the real uses of the Trident!

The Trident of the Sea has the ability to summon and manipulate water, creating whirlpools and tsunamis in the sea, water columns that can carry people, and even splitting the sea in half. On the sea, the trident can convert the turbulent Aegir wind into lightning and ground, and can create extreme natural weather such as thunder and lightning and heavy rain. Moreover, the trident also has a directional function that can activate the Kodi breast ornament, but this seems a bit useless on the sea, but it can be used as a supplement when fighting in an environment other than the sea.

The front end of the Trident of the Sea is like a combination of a fork and a spear, which can easily kill "any" enemy. The wind veil effect of the trident can also make Darkus' movement more agile and agile. It feels like he uses his will to urge the trident to carry him away, instead of him relying on strength and instinct to swing it. Trident.

The things that the elven gods brought to this era from the last era are comparable to artifacts. Lilith's three-piece set is extraordinary, and the same is true for Marcelan's three-piece set.

The three-piece set represents the symbol of Marcelan's authority as the Lord of the Abyss. As the champion of Marcelan, Darkus's acquisition of the Trident of the Sea has great political and symbolic significance among the elves! He is a well-deserved ocean lord and a well-deserved naval marshal!

However, Darkus is not yet able to control all the sea areas of the medieval world and command all creatures in the sea. Just like the set effect obtained after collecting all the equipment in a certain game, he still lacks another piece of the three-piece set, the Deep Sea Scepter!

Darkus felt a lot of things in the dream, as if the dream had turned into a virtual training ground, and Marcelan was teaching him step by step. Although the Trident of the Sea has the ability to cast spells, it is still focused on close combat, while the Scepter of the Deep Sea is completely different.

The Deep Sea Scepter can release extremely terrifying spells such as Sea Mist, Terror Tsunami, Storming Waves, Tide of Hate, Drag into the Abyss, and Storm Fish School. Under the simultaneous stimulation of the three-piece set, there are also various powerful gain abilities.

Let the surrounding things disappear from the enemy's consciousness in an instant, leaving only a nightmare of oblivion like a hazy nightmare.

It destroys the enemy like a ruthless raging wave, and gradually organizes a fierce offensive as the climax rises. Finally, after the tide recedes, only the death tide of silent death is left.

Marching towards the enemy at low tide, the body is refracted and twisted, as if it were enveloped by sea water.

Launch a sudden attack at high tide, trapping the unsuspecting enemy and surrounding them.

The climax surges towards the enemy, pouring down with the fury and haste of a storm.

When the tide recedes, it recedes from the battlefield, leaving only the corpses of the enemy behind like ruins after a storm.

Repeat this to finally destroy the enemy!

The Matheran Ritual draws energy from the ocean, the winds of Aegir, and pent-up emotions to perform mysterious rituals and unleash the power of fury on the battlefield.

When Darkus in the dream holds the three-piece suit, he can easily capture the enemy and drag the enemy or ship into the deep sea. The terrifying tsunami rises from the sea, then dives, hits and re-forms, and then dives into the water again, reincarnating endlessly. Just as waves erode the shore, just as the waves gradually shatter the hardest rocks, ruthlessly crushing the enemy to pieces and carrying away their shattered corpses in irresistible torrents.

In this state, Darkus is energetic and violent. He shows no remorse and is instinctively immersed in the rage of killing.

In another state, Darkus will become more controlled, yet this calm state in no way indicates that he possesses less power, just as the tranquil surface of the ocean masks the potential energy lurking beneath, Staring at him was like standing on the edge of an abyss and staring into the abyss. He can easily wield the Deep Sea Scepter to summon thick sea fog, covering friendly forces and confusing enemies, and releasing energy into the ocean currents to restore more wounded.

However, this is just the basics, and its power can be used for more deadly purposes. Sad notes are combined with gentle ripples, the waves of infinite frustration on the ocean make the weak-willed feel helpless, while the brave are filled with paralyzing doubts, and the sudden formation of whirlpools on the sea makes the strongest warriors flee.

In the ancient glory of the past, there is a deep nightmare inheritance hidden. This inheritance is like an endless storm, sometimes violent, sometimes silent, but never stopping! This inheritance carries ancient memories and horrific legacies, stretching through time and continuing the epic.

In the glory of the past, there was a glorious past and a noble tradition, but it was also the sadness of loss. This glorious era has passed, but its influence still echoes in the depths of Marcelan's soul, like a nightmare that cannot be ignored. Marcelan misses that era and longs for Darkus to inherit that glorious inheritance, but at the same time, she is also afraid of the misfortunes that that era will bring.

Like a nightmare in the dark night, Marcelan experienced the terror and despair of the past in the depths of her soul. This inheritance contains mysterious power, which is both a legacy of past glory and a curse. However, Marcelan still hopes that Darkus will understand, master, and control it!

The Endless Storm is an inevitable force, like the winds of fate, that plays an important role in this story. Blowing the nightmare inheritance, taking it to the unknown abyss. The continuation of every inheritance is like a storm, unpredictable and irresistible.

Marcelan hopes that Darkus can continue the nightmare inheritance of past glory in the endless storm, continue to search for answers, try to unlock the secret of the nightmare, and at the same time look for the dawn of hope in the endless storm.

The Trident of the Sea stood in front of Darkus, and his closed eyes opened. When the trident shone with silver light and illuminated the cave, his pupils also shone with silver light. He knew why Marcelan didn't appear directly in his dreams. Maybe he wouldn't need it in the future. He could feel Marcelan's will, the hope and inheritance placed on him, and he knew what to do next. , this is enough!

Franais first looked at the double-headed ax in his hand, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As Darkus' adjutant, he could feel a completely different change taking place in Darkus. Drew was also in shock. Sara also noticed changes in Darkus.

Darkos was thinking about a lot more at this moment, such as Asul's "Ocean Lord" Aislin Eagle Claw. In the year 2417 of the Imperial Calendar, a fierce battle broke out between Aislin's fleet and Loxia's fleet in the waters northeast of the Lustria continent.

Aisling's fleet was wiped out and he fell into the water. Just when Asur of Ulthuan thought he was dead, six months later, he was washed up on the beach of the Kingdom of Etain. Although he failed in the battle with Loxia, he was still alive. Not a single scar, nor any memory of missing here for several months.

From that moment on, Aisling was hailed by the asur as the Champion of Maltheran, for only the Lord of the Abyss could raise him from his watery grave.

Although Assur has a trade treaty with the Empire, the Sea of ​​Claw is not an area of ​​interest to them, and strangely Ulthuan's fleet is still active in the Sea of ​​Claw. The trade mission they sent to Marienburg was mainly composed of Lothern merchants and Cosqui Kingdom merchants, as well as a small number of Yris Kingdom merchants. They rushed to enter this new market and take advantage of various opportunities.

Although these Asurs all come from seafaring families, they have formed alliances and marriages with each other before, and appear united in the eyes of humans. But where is the urinary nature of the elves? They carefully plan all kinds of conspiracies in private to sabotage and hinder each other.

Darkus figured out that there are sometimes unknown stories hidden in the brief words that record history.

Aisling is a controversial figure in Ulthuan society, displaying an unsettling fondness for killing among his compatriots, delighting in engaging enemies at sea or leading raids on Norscan settlements. He is proud and cruel, and any human or dwarf who disrespects him may be challenged to a duel by him.

At first, Darkus thought that Aislin Eagle Claw from the Cosqui Kingdom frequently appeared in the Sea of ​​Claws during that period to give Assur a platform in Marienburg, support the merchants of the Cosque Kingdom, and look for opportunities to raid No. The settlement of the Ska people. But things may not be that simple. Perhaps just like the trident bearer of the Twilight Fortress, who has a secret mission to find the Sun Flame Amulet, Aislin frequently goes deep into the Sea of ​​Claws and may also be secretly searching for the Trident of the Sea.

Then the question arises, why is Darkvus’s dream so clear, while Aislin’s dream is so vague? As time goes by, as the maelstrom gradually disintegrates, and as the chaotic energy increases, Dreams become erratic? There was something special about him. He couldn't help but think about that time when he was almost killed...

Darkus abandoned his distracting thoughts and began to stop thinking about these things that were of little use to the present. He knew that the next thing would be more difficult, just like a bunch of tedious chain tasks. His journey from Ormskro to Nordland might be his last voyage on a ship at this stage. Because Marcelan is not the only one in the sea, there are also Mannann and some strange beings, especially the encounter when they first entered the Bay of Knives.

No creature in the world has inspired as much legend and speculation as Triton, and despite arousing great interest among sailors, scholars, wizards, and clergy, few have been able to ascertain concretely about his nature. definition. He is rarely seen, but sightings have been recorded wandering the world's oceans. He bears some resemblance to the sirens occasionally seen zipping around the Tyrell islands.

Triton was shaped like a man from the waist up, with a powerful build and savage features, with thick hair and a thick, shaggy beard. From his waist down, he had the waist and tail of a fish, and besides, he was truly gigantic, even the giants who were beheaded by Darkhus at Obi Nkonkwata looked insignificant before him.

Darkus initially thought that Triton was just an illusion, but when Triton's trident penetrated the deck of the falcon ship, he knew it was not. In his eyes, Triton is undoubtedly a monster, but there are various signs that Triton is not a beast.

Triton was adorned with ornaments such as a spiked crown and a giant trident capable of piercing the hull of a ship. Both items are made of a strange metal, as hard as iron and as pure as gold.

From Darkus' point of view, it is a mystery where these handicrafts come from, because there is no furnace large enough to make them in the real world, unless...the giants in the Sky Titan Fortress made them for Triton in prehistoric times.

At that time, thanks to various spell bombardments, the design of the Reaper's ballista, and Beloda's spell acceleration, the fleet was able to get rid of Triton without causing major losses. When leaving, Darkus could clearly hear the magical call coming from Triton's mouth, but it was not the sound that elves and wild mages of the old world should make. Although Darkus, who was still frightened, did not know which system Triton belonged to, whether he was a prehistoric creation, an illegitimate son of the Elf God Lord of Destruction Illinir, or a Triton as Belloda said. Mannon's son.

However, it doesn't matter. What's important is that Darkus knows that this world BOSS thing is undoubtedly coming to him. This is definitely not from the Marcelan system. This kind of thing can pose a threat to his life on the sea. And sooner or later he will find an opportunity to kill anything he can't deal with.

In addition, there are many strange systems in the sea where fish and dragons are mixed. Not all sea monsters and seafood accept Marcelan's orders, and there are also some things that are at the same level as Marcelan, or at a lower level.

The omniscient and omnipotent Darkus cannot do this because he does not understand everything in the world. Just as Belloda said, Triton is indeed Mannann's son. Different from Marcelan, Mannann, who is also the god of the sea, has abundant passion. He gave birth to countless offspring, exceeding the technical capabilities of mortals. Every river, every water element, mermaid and whale are all His children, as well as the sea monsters, include Behemoth and Leviathan, and His favorite son is Triton, because Triton is the child most like Him.

According to the records of the high priests of the Temple of Mannann in the old world, Triton lived in the ocean before the advent of Chaos, and once taught humans the skills of sailing and navigation when they were still in the savage stage. It is said that he was relatively small at that time, but good at communication and cooperation. When Chaos descended, he was changed, growing greatly in size and strength but stripped of his ability or willingness to speak.

There is another theory, of course, that Triton was not affected by Chaos and was silent because he was angry at the voyagers who were plundering the seas for food and whale oil. He seems to have some affection for sea creatures, as evidenced by his hostility toward the dark elves, who seem to have fueled his wrath after enslaving hell dragons and other sea monsters.

But this is not important. Darkus must find an opportunity to kill him whenever he can, and swallow Marcelan whenever he can, so that he can command the medieval world with Marcelan's will after getting the Deep Sea Scepter. of all oceans, becoming the true authoritative symbol of the sea!

I’ve been in a bad state these past few days because I’ve been busy with my rhythm. I didn’t sleep last night and didn’t fall asleep until 10 o’clock in the morning_(:з」∠)_I’ll be in the Empire tomorrow, so there’s nothing to write about.