Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 434 285. Bloody Garden (8K)

Darkus, who had not alerted the snake before, still believed that the moving gold and silver tree was still active on the outskirts of Amanville. Under his suggestion, Lindyalok did not go to Amanville at the first time, but looked for the moving gold and silver tree on the periphery. The moving gold and silver tree turned out to be just as he predicted. After half a day of searching, he finally found it.

Things are never static, but change with the passage of time and various actions, just like playing chess.

The situation in Lauren Loren's Frostfall Zone is the same. The existence of Amanweil ​​seemed to feel something. After Darkus led the team across the Demster River or after Maranur arrived at Cole Imamoor , began to shrink the Sons of Asuryan outside Amanwil, and called back the Sons of Asuryan who were staying in Kor Imamor.

However, the Sons of Asuryan are not a so-called cult, but an upright sect in elven society. Neighbors in Aenir society are formal organizations, but they are not controlled by the ruler. They may have been misled by the existence of Amanweil, but it does not mean that they have become crazy or have become idiots, unless that person knows something similar to the Slann Demon Priest's orc prophets like White Hair Haken and Obien. Illusions imposed.

What is true can never be false, and what is false can never be true.

Haken followed the river to invade the interior of the Lustria continent because he could control the undead army and had no other reference. The same is true for Obiun's orc prophet. The most important thing is that there is no reference for comparison. If the incarnation of Brother Gaomao appears in front of the orc prophet and punches him, see if he still loses his mind.

The moving gold and silver tree can move near Amanville because that being knows the changes in the Sons of Asuryan's defense zone and patrols, so the gold and silver tree will use these gaps to carry out activities. As long as he is thinking in his right mind, he will not choose to let the gold and silver tree enter Amanville. What will those sons of Asuryan think then? Just because they can't speak doesn't mean they are blind, and they are not followers of Vaal.

Just like a gecko with its tail cut off, that being would definitely choose the numerous and trusting sons of Asuryan to defend him, rather than the lonely gold and silver tree.

In fact, there is no need to look for it anymore. The gold and silver tree seems to have foreshadowed something or received an order. It did not choose to escape but stood in the woods. Its trunk trembled and twitched, seeming to release sickly unnatural substances with every breath. Waves of pus and filth poured down with every breath, contaminating the surrounding land. The green smoke is lingering on the ground. This is not natural smoke, but a filthy substance containing toxic gas. Toxic gas spurted out from the trunk of the tree, spreading in all directions like evil tentacles.

The gold and silver tree seemed to be struggling, and its twitching movements seemed to be to pour out more morbid substances. Its trembling sound echoed in the air, seeming to speak of a deep pain, but also of joy. It was trembling constantly, as if it was increasing its power and pouring out at the last moment, pouring out desperately.

The Enils followed the lead of Lindyalok and surrounded the area where the gold and silver tree was. They froze on the spot. The land they once knew was now unrecognizable. Their eyes were full of shock and disbelief. They saw an incredible sight, a sight they had never imagined in their dreams before.

The stones in the forest were covered with a thick layer of slime. This disgusting substance spread across the surface of the stone, as if it were a trace of festering on the earth. Huge weeds grew extremely violently, and their slender stems pointed straight into the sky, as if they were about to break through the clouds. The vines wrapped around the tree trunks are undulating in a strange and orderly manner, as if they have their own lifeline.

The rotten filth on the ground suffocates the earth, and pests crawl wildly around the stench. This land, once a vibrant woodland, is now a polluted wasteland. The place where the gold and silver tree is located should have been a green, fresh and pleasant territory, but now it is filled with a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

Maybe it won't be long before this place turns into a huge boiling swamp with green bubbles. The flourishing of unholy life in a land about to be reshaped embodies the morbidity and capriciousness of the plague god, whose spell is to rot without dying, to corrupt without destroying.

The air became extremely humid and filled with a strong smell of decay. The Enils stood in that desolate land, feeling that every breath they took was like inhaling a suffocating rotten smell, as if the breath was scratching their lungs.

This putrid stench filled the air, creating a heavy pressure that was unbearable for the Aenir. The once clean air has now been polluted into an environment full of lifelessness and poison. Every breath carried the pungent rotten smell, making the Aenir feel suffocated and uncomfortable. They try to hold their breath because every breath they take is a ravage to the body and soul.

"Fire the arrow! Ahem...Fire the arrow!" Seeing this scene, Lindyalok lost his usual elegance. Regardless of the pain in his lungs, he roared angrily and hysterically.

The Spark Arrows that had been specially prepared were shot into the center of the thick fog by the Enils as if they were free of charge. The wood cut from the Spark Tree was a natural enemy of corruption, and the arrows made from them were imbued with ferocity and ferocity. Burning spirit. Those struck by arrows are often set on fire, and soon the gold and silver tree is set alight by the spark arrows of corrupted natural enemies.

The demon ignited by the Starfire Arrow has no use in continuing to use the gold and silver tree to disguise itself. The carrier responsible for spreading Gray Eye Fever and Red Blight is a pot-bellied Cyclops full of cysts and mutations, which is the huge number of servants that surpass the Plague Father. Above, the Plague Apostles were blessed by the loving father Nurgle. It was born from the souls of the drowned dead trees in the swamps of Nurgle's Garden. In Lauren Loren it used the guise of a gold and silver tree to move, just like those forest spirits parasitic on the trees. Now this gold and silver tree has shed its bark and breeds. Bacteria are constantly spreading.

The ignited Plague Apostle stared at the Aenir with wet eyes. It swallowed hard and retracted its umbilical cord, and then another burst of corrosive gas spurted out from its skin. After doing all this, it licked its lips with its fat and abscessed tongue and hissed, raised its plague sword and rushed towards the Aenir, its huge footsteps making the earth tremble. The Starfire Arrows continued to hit its body, but the wounds were fleeting. Its unclean power reshaped around the wounds, like a ruthless master, attacking the Enils with overwhelming power. Rush away.

Although the stench choked the Aenir, they held their ground. This land is their home, a territory they are familiar with. Even if they waver a little, even if fear is eroding their hearts, they still choose to persevere.

Lindyalok's mind was filled with rage, and he watched the demon rush towards him, ignoring the cries of the warriors. Riding a giant stag, he resolutely charged towards the devil.

The giant stag also showed no fear of the charging demon, but instead shone with determination. It speeded up without hesitation and moved forward bravely to face the oncoming demon. Its huge body left a stream of light in the air, as if a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky and dispersed the poisonous fog.

The Plague Apostle, ignited by the Spark Arrow, is still charging, but this is not the moment of shadow. The reason why it was able to survive in the mortal world was because of its toughness and the blessing of the gold and silver tree. Now that the blessing of the gold and silver tree is gone, its small amount of unclean power has become even more stretched under the consumption of the Spark Arrow. The magical wind in the mortal world has gradually been unable to maintain its existence, and its body shape has begun to become unstable.

Lindyalok gripped his lance tightly, his eyes flashing with firm determination. When he thrust his lance at the Plague Apostle, the latter disappeared from the mortal world at that moment. It seems to be withdrawn from reality, leaving behind a void of images.

Although Darkus was crouching behind and not present at the scene, the result was quite different from what he expected. Renn, who witnessed the whole process, did not explain what the devil was, but he could also understand that Renn was not present that night in Lustria. Even if he was present, it was just that. This is reality and not a game. , with a health bar and display on his head, even he couldn't tell the difference between the Plague Apostle, Nurgle's Vanguard and Nurgle's Plague Bearer. He only recognized that unique and unique existence: the Great Unclean One.

When he thought about the Great Unclean One, Darkus became a little disrespectful... No, he was slightly worried about the existence of Amanweil. This had already refreshed his record. It had only been a few months, but it was okay. He held a straw in his hand.

After repairing for a night and treating and comforting Enil, who had seen the Plague Apostle for the first time, the team officially arrived at Amanville. As for that forest, fortunately, the corruption has just begun and has not completely formed, but it must be dealt with as soon as possible. This treatment refers to burning.

After studying it all night, Darkus felt a little noisy. After arriving at Amanville, he felt even more noisy.

The life spell casters in the team believe that the forests outside Amanville have been corroded, and the surfaces of the trees are covered with red fungus. However, there has not yet been an outbreak, and it cannot be caught with the naked eye. It can only be faintly detected with second vision.

Under the enthusiastic leadership of the local guide, the team formed a long snake formation and marched hard towards Amanville in the corroded forest. Darkus, who was riding on the back of the big guy, had only one comment about this place. That is evil. This is a very strange place. Amanveer is here, obviously near Cole Imamoor, but when he observed the Enils, he found that many Enils were here for the first time like him. .

According to Ainir legend, there is such a holy land of Asuryan here, but few Ainil have actually seen it.

Amanvel is not an elven city, but more like an elegant and spectacular classical elven mansion hidden in a twisted woodland. It is surrounded by forests and cliffs, and is only connected to it by a vine bridge. The entire Amanvel is a ring structure, like an isolated island. Same. The only passage was guarded by the sons of Asuryan who had retreated to Amanveer, and neat gardens formed a perfect circular open space.

This is one of the reasons why Darkus did not come here directly after hearing Tolandil's general introduction to this place on the west bank of Demster, but went to find Lindyalok. What's more, Drusala told him that with his second vision, he could see a huge invisible vault around and above the garden, covering the garden and the mansion, a bit like that time in Lustria. As seen from the lake. As Drusala continued to observe, he then received an even more hilarious news, or should I say funny?

Drusala discovered that streams of corrupt energy that were extremely difficult to detect were continuously sliding out of the barrier towards the barrier. She studied for a moment with Colonia, who was also good at using Deha, and came up with a way to let Darkus A hilarious conclusion that will make you laugh out loud. This barrier can isolate demons. There is only one consequence for normal demons in the mortal world who try to cross the barrier and enter Amanveer, and that is to be exiled. Likewise, creatures showing signs of corruption and mutation will suffer as they pass through.

"It's dark under the lamp, maybe that's why the devil is in the forest?" Darkus said speechlessly, and he felt relieved at the same time. He understood why the Sons of Asuryan defended this place, and he would probably be the same as the Sons of Asuryan, because Amanweir is absolutely safe, absolutely clean, and absolutely sacred. Based on preconceived behaviors and thoughts, if one day someone suddenly pops up and tells him that this absolutely sacred place hides a corrupt existence, he will definitely laugh, then slap the other person with a big melon seed with his backhand, and tell the other person what he sees. reality.

"Ahem... I have communicated with the captain of the Sons of Asuryan several times. They said that this is the sacred Shield of Asuryan." A somewhat weak Lindyalok said reluctantly. After a while, he waited for him to finish coughing. Then he said, "I'll try to communicate with their captain, if that doesn't work..."

Darkus didn't think that communication between Lindyalok and the captain of the Sons of Asuryan would be of any use. Those Asuryan believers would firmly believe that there is no problem here, and there is indeed no problem here, unless they rush in now and let Asuryan Followers of Su Yan realized that there was a problem. The problem was, wouldn’t the left foot accompany the right foot? This is no longer how to put an elephant into the refrigerator, but how to put an elephant into the refrigerator without opening the refrigerator door.

While Lindyalok went to communicate, Darkus picked up the monocular on his belt and looked at it. He could see that the clothes of the believers were similar to those of Tal Litanel's Asuryan followers. They are all wearing black and white robes and hooded cloaks, with half-covered white masks on their faces, and the other half of the exposed face is covered with black war makeup, just like a Yin-Yang fish, but this Yin-Yang fish is not very Round, slightly pointed nose.

Asu Yanxin, who was responsible for guarding the key points and patrolling, was armed with an elf bow, and carried an elf long sword and a long-handled battle ax on his body.

The center of the garden is composed of three ancient giant stone buildings, connected to each other by long bridges and surrounded by hedges. Beyond that, the centerpiece of Amanville is a living room. Darkus saw the juniper and lilac hedges in the garden that were so dense that they could hide people. An Asuryan believer was feeding four swans swimming in the pond by the pond. The swans that swam to the food were attracted by the food. Uneven, they began to scream and fight with each other.

"What the hell is this?" Darkus put down the telescope and rubbed his head and complained softly.

After confronting the son of Asuryan for a while, Lindialok came back with a livid face. Darkus didn't even need to ask, he could tell what was going on just by looking at Lindialok's face.

"I need to confirm the information." Lindyalok showed courtesy to Darkus and pointed to a slightly open place.

Darkus nodded first, and then took the main Druch to the meeting. He felt that Lindyalok was a little shaken. Further actions would mean bloodshed. If the judgment is wrong, in Enil's society It will cause great disputes.

"Could it be that... only that demon is spreading the plague?" The wavering Lindyalok asked bitterly as he was still making his last effort.

However, the elves present did not answer Lindyalok. Darkus looked at Tolandil. After Tolandil looked at him, he nodded to Tolandil.

"An ancient mistake has now bore fruit that is more bitter than the mistake itself. The dwarves who destroyed Kor Imamor paid the price for their actions, and so did he, imprisoned within his own In the cage he created, a being that is mysterious even to me whispers with his voice, and disease flows from his body." Tolandir repeated what Engidu said to him that night. , but this time he did not pluck the strings of the lute because he already realized what was going to happen next.

"All the evidence and clues from the dusty past and the present point to this place, and we spellcasters can feel that the unclean power is spreading towards the forest along here." Kaiya, who didn't want to speak, looked at Dak Us added after a glance.

Lindyalok was thinking more at this moment than he had ever thought before. As a member of the three-person council, he knew that Marist recognized this organization on the surface, but Marist suspected that these Asuryan believers were among the Aenir. Marest has revealed to him more than once in private that she is a traitor. As the lord of the Frostfall area, he certainly knows what Queen Marest means, but he has always wavered on this matter and has not chosen to support Marest. .

Kol Imamor, which is very close to Amanweil, is a safe haven for Asuryan fanatics. They oppose Lauren Loren's matrilineal inheritance system. They support the current Prince Deslin, believing that Prince Deslin is their true successor. Sovereign, the problem is just lip service, like Tal Litanel's woodland kinsmen who are trying to win seats, but they actually mean it, and their fanatics will really support Marest. Their brother launched a coup, which is why Marist suspected them.

This is only for Marist, and it is not much better for Lindyalok. What is the reason why he is nomadic in the Frostfall area? His family was not like this at first, and most of the members of this organization of Asuryan fanatics were recruited in Cole Imamoor, which made the already stretched troops in the Frostfall area even more embarrassing and passive.

Lindyalok had communicated with Captain Asuryan who had just communicated with him more than once before. He hoped that the son of Asuryan could be temporarily dispatched by him to fight, including annihilating the goblins of Ord Todved. If that The group of goblins could have been wiped out at the beginning, so there would be no current passive situation, but all this was rejected by Captain Asuryan.

Kaia's words gave Lindyalok a shot in the arm. Maybe this was the source of all the problems. Even if the inference was wrong, he should take this opportunity to end this farce. The arrival of Darkus made him see a lot. Cole Imamoor should be rebuilt, the Frostfall area needs to re-rise, and his family's territory needs to flourish, instead of being like this ghost now, Isa Ah, what is this now?

"I understand." After a while, Lin Dialok, who had been pacing in place to figure it out, nodded with difficulty, pretending to be wavering.

"There is a node with a barrier inside. If my judgment is correct, the cage Dalorhan built for himself is the core of the node. In addition, the magic wind inside the barrier is extremely weak." Drusala added.

Drew LS's judgment was recognized by the high-level spellcasters present.

"What if the node is destroyed?" Lindyalok asked a key question.

"If our previous speculation is correct, the suppressed magical wind will spurt out. If that mysterious existence really exists, there is also a risk that the disease accumulated inside will be released. Of course, this is not important. It is important. What is that mysterious existence?" Drusala did not answer immediately, but looked at Darkus, and after seeing Darkus nodded, she continued.

"You'll know in a minute, I'm attacking Amanweil ​​in the name of the Lord of Frostfall!" Lindyalok covered his face and took a deep breath, then looked at Kaia, Essenda and Ah with a painful look on his face. Sanok, after seeing the three spellcasters nodding, his face was distorted and he gritted his teeth and said.

However, the attack did not start immediately. Although the captain of the Sons of Asuryan did not see the army hidden in the woods, he seemed to have received some kind of instructions. After communicating with Lindyalok, he directly sent Amanweil's Aman Su Yan's son mobilized.

Darkus can now see the mighty Sons of Asuryan in the garden without a monocular, quickly forming formations, preparing for battle. These Asuryan believers are not like their counterparts in Ulthuan. Holding the Phoenix Halberd, it was transformed into an Enir, just like the Battlefront Sea Guards holding a bow and ax in Lindyalok's army. After observing, he looked at Lindyalok beside him.

"About six hundred." At this time, Lindyalok, who pretended to have made a difficult and painful decision, returned to his previous appearance and said calmly.

Darkus's eyes narrowed, and there was a sinister light in his eyes. Now that he had made up his mind, there was no need to hold back. He did not waste time. After realizing that attacking the Vine Bridge would become a living target for the Sons of Asuryan, he did not hesitate to order the Druchi to quickly assemble the Reaper Ballista on the edge of the cliff. Through long-range fire suppression, long hands beat short hands.

The Drukis cooperated tacitly and quickly assembled the Reaper Ballista. They aimed the ballistae at the bottom of the vine bridge and waited for Darkus' instructions. At this moment, the tension on the battlefield reached its peak. A long-range fire strike was about to begin, but Darkus did not give the order directly. He looked at Lin Dialok, the top person in charge of this operation.

The assembled Reaper ballista fired, and the pellets sprayed out densely, sweeping across the Sons of Asuryan on the opposite side like a storm. This sudden attack caught them off guard. They who were standing in formation in the garden were swept down one after another, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The power of the Reaper's ballista is astonishing. Each shot of the shotgun carries destructive power, ruthlessly knocking down the Sons of Asuryan in the garden. They were helpless in the face of the dense barrage, and their formation collapsed instantly. The screams and the sound of breaking the air were mixed together, turning the garden into a mess in an instant.

Under the constant and fierce bombardment of the Reaper ballistae, the gardens of Amanweil ​​filled with the smell of blood. Countless figures instantly collapsed in the dense barrage and turned into bloody wrecks. The rain of blood splashing everywhere was like a red canvas, dyeing the entire scene into a tragic color.

The wails echoed, forming chaotic notes. The anguished cries of Asuryan's sons mingled together to form a sad song of lamentation. They were once proud warriors and staunch followers of Asuryan, but now everything has been destroyed by the Reaper ballistae. Broken limbs and mutilated bodies were scattered on the ground. These tissues were mixed with the remaining petals of flowers, forming a feast of death. The elf became fragile and vulnerable at this moment, and every cry was like a knife cutting through Enil's heart on the other side.

This is a cruel unilateral massacre, and it is even more cruel reality. Every drop of elven blood is a trace of the ancient past, and every cry is an echo of the battle of revenge.

Lindyalok stood there, witnessing all this in disbelief. Although he had made up his mind, his eyes still shone with deep compassion. This time it was not pretended, but real, because he knew many of the wailing Enil lying on the ground, and soon he Another picture that made him shudder appeared in front of his eyes.

The foul-smelling slime will spread to every inch of the land, covering the entire territory. The slime on the rocks will turn into smelly sludge, and the vegetation will no longer grow, but will become a rotten ruins.

The huge weeds will no longer be vibrant green, but will become a tangled jungle, with an evil green light filling the stems and vines. The swaying of the vines became irregular, as if it was the crying of the earth, instead of the natural and harmonious sound before.

The rotten filth will spread further, filling the air with an unbearable stench. Life no longer exists, replaced by silence and desolation. Birds, beasts and forest spirits will die, leaving only a scene of death and silence.

What frightened Lindyalok the most was the boiling swamp. Green bubbles spewed up in this horrifying sight, converging into a rolling abyss. This was no longer the territory he knew, but an endless nightmare, a place shrouded in destruction and darkness.

All of this made Lindyalok shudder. As the lord of the Frostfall area, he had to do this, even if all the previous evidence clues were really wrong. He knew that if not stopped in time, the disaster would completely engulf Lauren Loren and turn the forest from a prosperous home into a cursed wasteland.

The Enils stood there in formation, their eyes fixed on the tragic situation in front of them. They felt an unspeakable sadness and confusion, because many of the sons of Asuryan who fell on the ground wailing were faces they were familiar with, former family members and friends, and the clansmen who laughed and drank together in Kor Immamore. , but now they are lying in a pool of blood, making heartbreaking wailing sounds, and every wailing sound hurts their hearts.

At this moment, the Enils felt a kind of powerlessness. Their previous laughter and resonance were now only endless pain and wailing. Some Enil couldn't bear all this, but in the cruelty of war, they could only lower their heads and look ahead, looking at those former comrades wailing in a pool of blood.

Darkus did not look at the tragic scene in front of him, but looked at the Enils around him. He wanted to see what the Enils looked like in a state of civil war. He could clearly feel that the Aenir were filled with loss and pain, and the hearts of the warriors were shrouded in a haze. If all the previous inferences are false, then what awaits these Enils next...

"Look!"

Darkus looked at the garden again. The son of Asuryan, who had suffered a terrible blow, did not flee. Instead, under the sign language command of the officers, he dragged his struggling comrades behind three ancient giant stone buildings. , at this time, the four swans had already disappeared.

What attracted Darkus' attention the most was the Sons of Asuryan who were very close to the Ivy Bridge. They dropped their bows and arrows, picked up their long-handled battle axes and long swords and rushed towards the Ivy Bridge. It was already clear what they were going to do. It was unrealistic to cross the vine bridge and fight the Enir surrounding them, but it was still possible to cut down the vine bridge.

"Shoot!" Lindyalok, who came back to his senses, raised his arms and shouted to the Enils who were stunned or bowed their heads.

Soon, a sparse arrow rain covered the past, and Darkus's eyes widened in disbelief. In his field of vision, the sons of Asuryan who were still charging silently were mastered like the Sword Master of Hoth. The sword-cutting skills cut off the rain of arrows that were shot. After the few sons of Asuyan fell, they did not stop the sons of Asuyan who continued to charge without fear of death.

"Keep shooting arrows!" Lindyalok roared. He knew that the Enils were letting go. These warriors were trained by him. Of course he knew what was going on. He then roared, "Let us end the pain and stop losing more." Lots of blood!”