Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Talos, who had been silent all this time, handed over the remaining arrows in his quiver to Tolandil, took out his war blade, picked up his shield, and walked in front with the two shield-holding Druchi.

The air grew cold again, the entire palace trembled, and the spell-lit passages were filled with huge festering scales and oozing sores. Three shield-bearing elves plunged deeper into the festering palace, rotting arms groping toward them from the walls, and slimy voices pleading for rescue and mercy. Even the hard-hearted Druch found the pleas of these poor beings affecting their emotions, and unlike the feeble arms that clawed at them, they could not ignore the voice that penetrated directly into their souls.

Baine, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped, and Franais and Talos, who were flanking him, also stopped. The corridor in front was filled with a lot of squirming and crawling flesh.

Darkus, who stood with Lindyalok to form the second echelon, was disgusted and recognized the horror as a giant larvae, a worm covered in glistening slime and as big as an ox. In addition to this, he saw two other larvae, one of which had huge crab-like claws used to bite and tear at living walls. When he looked over, the larvae used crab-like claws to cut a body off the wall and drag it to the ground. Unlike the body on the wall that was still wailing and groaning, the body that was dragged to the floor was no longer struggling.

This morbidity left Darkus in a strange state, even the slightest bit of obsession, as he watched the second larva slowly move forward, replacing its clawed companion. This is a fat and swollen creature. The larvae lifts its huge tail onto its slimy back. The tail begins to rise and fall, as if something is squirming inside the larvae's body. Soon, a skinny body emerges from under the larvae's tail. appear and are expelled from the body of the larvae.

Before the mucus on the body fell off, Darkus saw the first giant larva rush over and grab the person or corpse with dozens of arms? He couldn't tell what it was. Was it a mortal who came here from the mortal world in some way? He is still a dead mortal, but his soul is still in his body.

The giant larva completely pulled the body out of the second larva's body and pressed the body into the wall. While the body was wailing and screaming, the other two larvae began to stick the body to the twisting wall. The larvae kept spitting saliva and mucus from their mouths, coating the arms and legs of the body.

Perhaps this was how the palace was maintained, with these horrific larvae repairing the damage in the passages, slicing dead flesh from the walls and replacing it with living ones. This horrific scene gave Darkus the urge to rush over and end these dirty creatures and these evil existences in a clean way. But he also knew that these larvae were like workers in an ant nest, and he didn't know how much time was left.

Darkus looked back at the way the team came from. There was a side passage connecting the main corridor just now. He looked back at the larvae again, watching the larvae continue to stick the screaming people to the wall. He also vaguely saw that the twisted passage seemed to be more than just this group of larvae working teams. It is not impossible to separate the troops. He will not make such a stupid decision. Even if they are all abandoned in the end, they will be together. He waved his hand, and the front team became the back team, and the back team became the front team. The two brothers of the Denalis family and Cowell who were pressing behind turned and retreated. The group retreated along the main passage, heading for side passages.

The side passage is the same as the main passage. The walls are full of miserable human bodies that have been integrated into it. Sometimes you can also see some other creatures. At this moment, even Druch couldn't help but pity these miserable creatures. The elves stabbed their weapons into the chest of the body again and again, bringing a happy death to the tortured body.

The shell sensed the team's arrival, felt its movements, and soon the wails around the team turned into cries of despair, plaintive screams, begging the blade for mercy. The elves tried to free as many bodies as possible. Darkus watched all this without stopping. Although it might attract other things, he knew that this was an emotional catharsis for his companions. He could feel them. The emotions of our compatriots have reached a critical point. It was better to let it out than to be driven crazy, and the team did not stand still, but kept moving.

Darkus kept his ears pricked up, trying to catch the sound of the larvae stumbling toward the passage to restore the wall destroyed by the team. But there were moans all around, and it was hard to hear other sounds. Faintly, he seemed to hear the sound of something moving, and judged from the sound that it was definitely not a larva in a chrysalis. As the sound got closer, he felt like something was moving quickly? Soon, the surrounding walls vibrated slightly with the movement.

Baine, who was walking at the front again, froze. What hadn't he seen? But he has never seen this before! He saw a huge monster that made him sick standing at the corner of the passage. For a moment, he and the devil stared at each other with small eyes. His arrival attracted the monster's attention. Dozens of tentacles on the monster's head were in the air. It was twisting excitedly, and balls of mucus flowed out of the excited monster's mouth.

The shock of this moment made Bainie's stomach churn violently. The monster's enthusiastic and idiotic eyes gave him an indescribable feeling. He realized that his position had put him in a terrible situation, but with the elves behind him, he now had no way out but to face the terrifying monster before him.

Darkus, who was walking in the second row, stopped and his eyes widened suddenly. He saw a fat Nurgle beast writhing in the filth, with a large number of hand-like tentacles on its head wrapped around it. Greasy bones, wet saliva bubbling from the gaps between the fangs. The fat body looks very slimy, with a layer of toxic mucus constantly oozing from the orifices on the body. He also felt that the Nurgle beast in front of him actually had a magical sense of ugliness. In his eyes, the Nurgle beast actually looked cute, and it seemed like a docile big dog wagging its tail waiting for human touch. , but knowing that this is all an illusion, this thing is extremely terrifying.

The Nurgle beast is an extremely terrifying monster. It is sickly, extremely ugly, and very deadly. Mindless decay and horrific corruption gave them rotten flesh, giving them soft, slimy and multi-colored bodies like slugs, slapping the ground with their feeble webbed feet, and a twisted whip-like tail extending from their backs. The face, as the body continues to sway, will leave a layer of foul-smelling pus on the path it passes. Foul-smelling saliva dripped from its open mouth, and twisted tube-like organs protruded from behind, used to spray out all kinds of nasty filth, such as buzzing flies, vomiting gases, and even... Look for the liquid in the gaps in the armor on your own.

The disaster brought by the Nurgle beast is no less than its ugliness. Just like it can emit a terrifying aura, a light touch can paralyze the opponent, and the mucus it secretes can corrode any object. Sometimes they don't even need to be in direct contact with each other to cause damage. Small animals and plants will die directly when the Nurgle beast approaches, and larger creatures will also show obvious signs of aging.

Although the appearance of Nurgle beast is terrifying and very dangerous, it is actually a passionate creature. With its body like a nightmare aggregate and three interested eyes, it behaves like a happy idiot. He has an irresistible enthusiasm and behaves in every way like an overly excited and lively puppy. It craves attention. Unlike other demons, Nurgle rarely tears its enemies to pieces with its claws and teeth. Instead, it has a strange kind of kindness. When it sees new people, it will drool all over them. Touch others with your slippery tentacles.

But for mortals, the passion of the Nurgle beast is fatal. Those who are licked will be infected with diseases in a short period of time, be dissolved by the corrosive liquid, or be crushed under the body of the Nurgle beast. Once the Nurgle beast calmed down from its excitement, it discovered that its friend had turned into a puddle of pungent ichor. They will be sad that the friends they just met can no longer accompany them, but they will soon forget those old friends and find new ones.

A burst of laughter penetrated the souls of the elves. At this time, they all stood in the front row and saw the Nurgle beast close at hand. The strange thing was that the Nurgle beast did not attack them, but licked its tongue. , looking curiously at their sudden appearance with three eyes.

Along with that terrifying laughter, Nurgle Beast's whole body was trembling violently, and its oily hands covered with grease and mucus were constantly flapping, as if applauding to welcome the new visiting friends, as it The body was rising and falling violently, and the big mouth and greasy red tongue on its abdomen were also twisting. It began to tremble violently again, sometimes patting its belly, sometimes pointing at the elves, sometimes applauding, and sometimes holding its belly in laughter. Smiling with the indescribable enthusiasm of the elves.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant. The first person to react was Talos, who was also standing in the front row. He raised his hands and shouted, activating the ruby ​​Ring of Destruction that Darkus gave him after the Battle of Golden Pond. , or he forgot to return the ring. A big fireball suddenly appeared and hit the Nurgle beast that was shocked by his roar.

This scene made Nurgle feel extremely panicked and frightened. Its fat body tried to avoid the sudden fireball, and its reaction seemed a bit slow. The fireball rushed straight at a rapid speed, instantly igniting the surrounding air and forming a bright fire. The big fire ball hit it directly on the chest, but the big fire ball did not cause any substantial damage to it. It showed a frightened and frightened expression, and kept beating it with two big hands when it was hit by the big fire ball. The place.

"Don't attack, use magic and long-range." Darkus yelled, who also reacted, and then he shouted, "Wind, blow it with the wind, don't let its mucus spray over."

However, nothing was as Darkus took it for granted. Baine standing at the front was too close to the Nurgle beast.

The Nurgle beast reacted and let out a howl. There was a sadness in the voice that Baine could not understand. It seemed to be asking them, why do they do this? Aren't we friends? The wail of the Nurgle beast created an image in his mind that was too vivid for any words to express.

Soon, Bainie broke away from the illusion. He saw the Nurgle beast showing an excited expression, and its big fat hand grabbed him. At this moment, he activated the flashlight device on the God's Halberd, with high power. The halberd struck directly at Nurgle Beast's sticky hand. He could clearly feel that his attacks were no longer as sharp as before, as if he had been slowed down and his attacks were restricted. The moment the halberd made contact with the tissue, he could feel the Nurgle Beast's big hands like glue, thicker than whale blubber. The high-power halberd could not even scratch the Nurgle Beast's skin.

The demon retreated, but it didn't seem to be angry at the attack. It slapped the place hit by the halberd and made a whining sound. Its body was twisting violently, and two mouths kept saying " Secreting fluid.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bainie did not launch another attack, but took a step back in front of this bloated thing. He gradually retreated under the cover of Vranais and Talos.

At this time, the spellcasters whose vision was blocked first took a breath of air and looked at the terrifying monster on the edge of the corner, and then immediately launched a mage attack. A steady stream of magical wind spurted out from the star stone, and various spells came from the three people in front. The group's head passed over and hit the Nurgle beast who was still flapping its arms.

Maybe the spell's attack worked, or maybe this Nurgle beast was a little special? The Nurgle beast was not angry, nor did it spread out. Instead, it whimpered, turned around and ran away... Originally fighting in the passage would cause huge damage to the team, and it just ran away.

"What kind of corner do you meet love? And what kind of situation is this?" Darkus stared at the Nurgle beast that quickly disappeared into the passage and wondered. Although the Nurgle beast had a fat body, it moved very fast. The Nurgle beast completely disappeared into the passage before giving the casters a chance to attack for a second round.

"Maybe we should hurry, who knows how many of these horrors are wandering these passages?"

The elves nodded in response after hearing Darkus's words. They did not hesitate or say anything nonsense. They were now aware of the critical situation and they did not want to be reduced to a body on the wall.

The team did not stop, but soon, Franais, who was walking at the front this time, also met Ai around the corner. A larva suddenly appeared in front of him. He could hit it with a walking barrier if it was close. He could clearly see I could clearly see the larvae's black beady eyes and the carapace parts in its mouth rubbing against each other. He and Larva looked at each other for a moment, and then he hit Larval hard with his halberd.

However, the larva did not pay attention to Franais, but turned and walked into the passage next to it. The giant insect that followed behind the larva also hurriedly repaired the damage to the wall. They pay no attention to the arrival of the invaders and only care about their tedious tasks.

Darkus breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the larvae's actions. He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with these walls and that they should have some connection with this world. The arrival of the other demons and armies of the Chaos Evil God has made this place unstable. These larvae are like damage control on the ship, busy and busy.

Franais, who was walking in front, also reacted. He began to ignore the working larvae team and passed by the larvae. Things were just as they thought. The larvae ignored them and only focused on their own work.

As the team went deeper, they found that the way into the depths of the palace was interrupted. The passage was separated by a large curly groove between the walls, as if it was divided into two parts like a large ditch. Instead of the wailing husks they had seen before, they could clearly see the filthy nodules lining the far wall.

The scary thing is that the ditch is not filled with water or asphalt, but with bubbling porridge, or rotten meat is more appropriate. Indescribable clumps of filth floated up and down around the churning filth, and countless flies buzzed around. When Darkus saw a fly touching the surface of the material in the ditch and being pulled directly into the molten depths, his vision went dark, and then he looked at Drusala who was standing behind him.

"This place is unstable, and it's very strange there, maybe..." Drusala, who knew Darkus' consciousness, pointed to the ditch and whispered.

After Darkus nodded, he turned his head back. He didn't want to be sent directly into the ditch with the Bridge of Shadows, or fall into the ditch while using the levitation spell, as Drusala described. Here, flying in the manure tank, in his opinion, the stuff in the ditch in front of him is more terrifying than the concentrated sulfuric acid in the factory.

"I think we are being followed. The monster from before is probably behind us." Asanok, who was pressing behind, forced his eyes away from the ditch. He turned his head to look at the road from behind. He vaguely listened. Towards the back of the passage came a terrible howl, and a low chuckle, both vicious and pathetic.

"We have to get through it."

Darkus made the final decision, but he was a little wavering. He doubted whether they had a chance to overcome these filth. This was still the case when their bodies were still healthy. He could feel that the situation of Kaia and Belloda was very bad now. . He walked to the ditch and touched the surface of the wall. He felt that the wall felt wet and moist. Soon he had the physiological reaction of retching. He knew that what he was touching was something that went against nature and reason. The things under his hands were all living flesh. He took a step back and stabbed it directly with the scarlet sword.

The flesh on the wall did not bleed as Darkus expected, but only had a stinky burning smell. Moreover, the wall clamped the sword very tightly. He twitched with his right hand, but it didn't come out. He put his left hand on the hilt of the sword again, and a magical scene appeared. He was not staggered by the sudden feeling of separation. Huh, but the sword still stood still, as if integrated into the wall. Not believing in evil, he put his left foot against the wall again, and it took a lot of effort before he pulled the sword out.

Darkus took a breath without thinking too much. He waved directly to Kalien and Lindyalok. Carlion and Lindyalok, who saw his gesture, ran over quickly, knelt on one knee, placed the box on the lower back on the ground, and removed the chain from the belt.

"Sir, this is neither stone nor wood. I don't know how long it can last." The crossbow arrows that can be used as climbing nails were continuously taken out by Carlion. He observed the wall and kept taking out the crossbow arrows while saying. .

Before Carlion could finish his words, a gurgling howl came from the back of the passage. This sound was different from the previous sound, but a chorus of creatures. It was no ordinary sound, but a blood-curdling, deep, hoarse howl. Each howl carries a suffocating sense of oppression, as if coming from a choir in a father's garden. This group of voices intertwined to form an incongruous and terrifying harmony and exuberance that sent shivers down the elves' spines.

"We will all die no matter what. This is doomed. But not now, let alone today." Darkus, who knelt down to help, said with a cold smile.

Carlion, who was ready, stood on one side of the passage and raised his silver owl crossbow, aiming it at the wall on the other side of the ditch. As the crossbow fired, the fired crossbow arrows accurately hit the wall. Lindy came to help. Alok and Cowell raised their arms, letting the chains slide in their hands to prevent them from falling into the ditch and being contaminated with the terrible liquid.

Lindyalok and Cowell held the chain high and pulled it. After a few tries, they saw that the crossbow arrows on the other side of the ditch were firmly fixed. They stood on the other side of the wall and pressed the chains tightly against the wall. superior. Then he started to pick up his shield, smash the crossbow arrows into the wall, and fix the chains on the wall.

On the other side, Carlion, who had his foot on the fixed position of the front end of the crossbow, was constantly pulling the winch device on the crossbow. After the crossbow was fully charged, he took off the winch device and fired at the wall under the chain. He kept moving back and forth, driving the crossbow arrows into the wall like steel nails, creating a channel for the team to pass through the ditch.

Darkus, who was standing nearby and watching, had a vague illusion. He felt that the walls were shaking with pain, and syrupy blood was flowing around the crossbow arrows. He was a little stunned. He felt that the entire palace was reaching out to crush him just because he hurt the palace, but the illusion he had experienced did not happen.

"At least something in this hole is beneficial to us." Darkus, who was freed from the illusion, stepped on the arrow. The crossbow arrow made of Keith steel was firmly nailed into the wall without any traces. There were signs of shaking. After teasing him, he jumped down again. He was not prepared to be the first to pass.

The team began to cross the ditch one by one with crossbows. The wall continued to tremble as they stepped on the crossbows, as if they were about to fall down. Syrup-like blood clots continued to drip from around the crossbow arrows, and they could even vaguely hear painful wails coming from the walls.

Darkus, who was standing on the spot, continued to assist the casters to step on the crossbows and cross the ditch. As if he had been programmed to do so, he smiled and cheered for each caster until the only one beside him was still at the back. The two brothers of the Denaris family, he gestured to the two brothers.

The two brothers first looked at each other, and then looked at the passage behind them. The sound got closer and closer, and they shook their heads at Darkus.

"Sir, leave this to us! This team cannot be without you." Elano's body was trembling, but his tone was very firm.

"I rarely do things I'm not sure about, of course... before entering here. Okay, stop talking nonsense, I'll be the last one to go over. This is an order." When Darkus said, he lowered his head and looked at the ground. boots.

I overslept. Please be careful today.