Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 494 345. How do you understand?

(Sick and epileptic, picture is a joy)

Darkus, who watched the slate repeatedly, thought a lot. This world is not like the DND next door. Dragons can transform into humanoid creatures, such as the fire dragons living in Ulthuan and the red dragons of Elsin Alvin. Neither can dragon mutants, but there is an exception to everything. Cathay on the other side of the planet...

The beginning of the slate is not a sterile introduction, but an alchemy formula, a formula for spells. Next are two spells. Darkus believes that the first part should be the Transformation Technique, which is to complete the transformation from dragon to human form, while the second part is the Dragon Transformation Technique, from human to dragon form. change.

"Look, is this magic, or some form of alchemy?" Darkus thought for a while and then handed the slate to Drusala who was approaching.

"This is not a transformation technique, not a transformation technique in the traditional sense." Drusala said after looking at the slate for a while, and then handed the slate to Alyssa.

Afterwards, Drusala began to explain that her transformation was a blessing from Hecate and Assati. In addition, if she was seeking transformation, she would have to turn to beast-type magic. There are two types of beast-type magic. Transformation spells are Beast Appearance and Metamorphosis. Beast Appearance allows the caster to combine his own bones and flesh with Gurzhi wind, twisting the body into the appearance of another creature. In the beast form, except for some amber and brown, it looks exactly like the normal appearance of the creature, but it cannot speak, which means that the caster loses the ability to cast spells and cannot try to break the magic.

The other is transformation, just like Alyssa transformed into a war hydra during the Twilight Tide. Her clothes will be torn into pieces during the transformation, and the equipment she holds will fall off. After the transformation, the caster will The original intelligence and willpower are retained, and the attributes will be replaced by the monster's data. In other words, whatever the caster becomes, he will gain the corresponding monster's abilities. Likewise, the caster cannot cast spells in this form.

In addition, strictly speaking, transfiguration is transfiguration. Katang is an imperial mage. The event took place when Tigris visited Elsin Alvin. He developed Katang Transfiguration based on transfiguration. Spell, but what happened to him... Any beast-type caster with two brushes can transform into a transformation spell. The Empire's amber mage, Asul, and Aslay casters can transform into half-gryphons, dragons, horse-vultures, Giant eagles, griffins, druchi sorceresses, beastman shamans, wizards, and chaos warlocks can become manticores, war hydras, mad whispering beasts, and wyverns.

Normally, a beast mage with two brushes would infuse the robe with Gur's wind, which would then change with the caster and reappear after the duration of the polymorph spell expires, which means it would not The effect of bursting clothes will appear, and you should maintain the dignity you deserve. Of course, there are also times when things get messed up, just like what Darkus saw in the Dragon Forest Cave, and there is no way to change back. Just like the other neighbor, the druid becomes the hunter's partner after turning into a bear, but there is no such hunter in this world. When he transforms back, he is usually the hunter's prey, not his pet.

"I think she's right. This is indeed not transfiguration, but more like...a combination of magic and advanced alchemy?" Alyssa was halfway through speaking when she saw Liv approaching and pointed at the stone slab. The opening introduction goes on to say, "And this spell is supposed to have a specific target?"

Liv stretched her head and looked at the slate. The words recorded on the slate felt strange to her, but not unfamiliar, because some special environments in Athel Loren were filled with such strange words and slates. This was why she chose to go there. One of the reasons Lauren Loren came looking for Darkus.

Darkus nodded without saying anything. He felt that the preparations of the Ancient Sage were quite complete. In addition to transforming the form of the dragon itself, similar transformation techniques were also prepared, and the dragon was indeed used.

It is said that long before the arrival of the Old Ones, the Haolong ruled the East, a supreme predator that made all other creatures bow their heads. When the Old One first came to this world and began to move mountains and reclaim seas, he carefully chose to lie dormant. As his kind fought against the Old Ones, he learned their craft, and as the world grew warmer and filled with magic, he studied its secrets.

Haolong is first of all a dragon, not a human. Perhaps as it is said, he learned the Dragon Transformation Technique from the Ancient Sage. This is how he and his nine dragon sons kept changing the form between dragon and human. Switch, just like Miaoying, Yuanbo, and Zhaoming, otherwise there is no way to explain why the red dragon and the fire dragon can't.

Darkus's consciousness is constantly spreading, maybe? Can red dragons and fire dragons also change? When he thought about it, his expression turned into the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone. This was really too abstract. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to transform Marlock's body of nearly eighty meters into a human form. Then he must not be two and a half meters tall? Astartes, right? And no need to think about it, he must be the kind of muscular guy who can kill a cow with one punch. Others are cute dragon maids, but when it comes to him, they turn into muscle sticks...

This drastically different change was unacceptable to Darkus. Appearance is only one of them. If those giant dragons accept this setting, it will also be a trouble in the elf society. He knew that those giant dragons were not fools, but were very intelligent, greedy, selfish and cruel. If they were allowed to develop unchecked, there might be a Cathay, a dark version of Cathay, on the other side of the planet. Once upon a time, the dragon stopped sleeping and started playing palace politics. An elven society ruled by fire dragons? This is too hard to think about.

"Sure enough." While the casters were exchanging opinions and opinions around the Dragon Transformation Technique stone slab, Darkus came to the other side and looked at the stone slab. This stone slab was different from all the stone slabs he had seen before. , there is no gold decoration, no pattern, and no edging. It is only green all over, so green that it makes me panic. It looks like the turquoise on the shooting star compass outside the door. After taking a look, he understood. look.

The characteristics of this folded space have a certain directionality, and the items inside the space all point to advanced alchemy. For the Ancient Sages, there was no boundary between science and magic, that is, science was both magic and magic was science. From the Heavenly Hurricane Instrument to the Dragon Transformation Technique, they are all related to advanced alchemy. In other words, it is not advanced alchemy, but the ultimate discipline that combines science and magic. It is an advanced attainment just called advanced alchemy. This kind of attainment has been upgraded on the basis of science, and after combining with magic, it has completely broken away from the scope of science.

From the Sun Engine and the Engine of the Gods that Darkus first studied, to the creations of the Ancient Saints that he has seen in the past ten years, this has not been the case. The miraculous biological transformation technology, the purification device with an unknown mechanism of the Guest Fountain, The Shaping Engine that provides protection and changes the terrain and the Shaping Engine variant that guides the wind of magic, don't these all fall into this category? It is said to be idealistic, because this phenomenon cannot explain why the assembled solar engine can be pressed into the activation position by the skink and activated by chanting a spell. This is completely different from the laser transmitter in science.

However, the content recorded on the slate held by Darkus is extremely abstract. The few lines on it are simply concise and meaningless. They are not talking about making certain creations, but more like a general outline, a kind of advanced alchemy. The philosophical thought of art is like the Tao Te Ching, but the content on the stone tablet is more like the Jade Record.

In 1900 BC, the Egyptian pharaoh Hermes, his legendary father Thoth, and his eldest son High Priest Tate merged into one, becoming the legendary god Hermes. This trinity of gods condensed the knowledge of alchemy into thirteen sentences, which were carved on an emerald slab and passed down to the world. People call this text the Jade Record.

In Dacus's previous life, ancient alchemists did indeed exist. They were not so-called civil sciences. In ancient Europe until the Middle Ages, their status was equivalent to that of current scientists. From Pythagoras in ancient Greece, to Nicolas Flamel in the medieval world, to Newton, they were all alchemists. However, there are different opinions on the origin of the legendary Jade Record and the actual information recorded, and there are various versions.

If it is not nonsense, all the translations of Cuiyulu have a certain direction. A few short lines tell one thing, and everything is the same. This is also the basis of the concept of alchemy. Stone can be turned into gold, and gold can be turned into stone. It's a bit like the first chapter of the Tao Te Ching, a mystery after mystery, a door to all wonders. In other words, everything in the world is the same. If you understand it, then you will understand everything.

"When I entered this door, I got a piece of emerald, which recorded many mysterious contents. This was written from the hands of Taibok..." Darkus looked at the stone slab and muttered in a low voice, if he If the memory is not confused or forgotten, except for the first line and the last thirteen lines, where Hermes turned into Tybok, the other contents are corresponding to the Jade Record. But he still couldn't understand it, just like the Tao Te Ching's opening chapter, Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao. Famous, very famous. Even if it is translated into vernacular and translated into their mouths, some people still don't understand, and he is in this category of incomprehension.

Darkus suddenly thought about something again. All the slates related to advanced alchemy he had seen before seemed to never record the principles. The slates only explained what this thing does and how it is used. How to make it? As for the principle and mechanism, there is no one at all. Could it be that the principle is related to the slate in his hand? The problem is that this is too abstract.

"You want to give it a try?" Darkus handed the slate to Colonia, who was approaching.

Colonia didn't say anything. She took the slate and read it directly. At first, her expression was dull, but as the reading progressed, her expression gradually became serious. After looking around, her eyes returned to the first line again. After looking for a while, she no longer looked at the stone slab, but looked at the surrounding environment. She believes that this sentence is not an expression. It is not as simple as it appears on the surface. It has another meaning. Perhaps it is a description of a situation, and this situation is the substitution condition. If there is no substitution condition, the following words will not be understandable at all. .

After reading the contents on the slate again, Colonia closed her eyes and abandoned the noisy environment around her. She believed that the answer lies in the surrounding environment and the green slate in her hands. To get the answer, she must put herself into it. in the slate, rather than seeing the slate through reality. She gradually understood the true meaning of the first sentence, or the true meaning she understood. She tried to abandon the knowledge she had learned and believe in the slate. Only by believing in the slate can she obtain the knowledge and power on the slate.

As it is above, so it is below. Down is up, up is down, completely abandoning space, matter, and all tangible concepts. But even after abandoning everything, Colonia still felt that something existed. After thinking for a while, she showed a clear look. The surrounding people The nearly substantial wind of Hexi turned into light. It was light. Light always existed. In her perception, light was an extremely difficult existence to understand. Perhaps all origins came from the first light. The secret of the origin of light is in the sun, and the secret of the movement of light is in the moon. Light can be straight lines or ripples. Light originates from heat. Without heat, light will decay. Light is everything, everything created must be synthesized through light, as long as there is enough light to create everything.

"Sprinkled in the soil..." Colonia murmured with her eyes closed. She believed that this sentence was the state of mind and tone of Tebok when he wrote the tablet. It was also a way of using light. If mastered, Light can turn back and forth, travel through time and space, and travel back and forth between reality and Isil. Light integrates all the energy in the world and is connected to all things, time and space, and all worlds. Understand, understand, obtain, and believe in light, and you will be able to see all the answers. Light is the leader of powerful forces. Light is an existence that transcends everything. This is how the universe was created.

All things were light at first, and later evolved into everything. This is the reason why light is incredible. All things are ever-changing, but in the end the light is deeply hidden.

"Light...Light...Light..." Colonia kept mumbling with her eyes closed, her expression kept twisting, and the arms hidden in her sleeves also kept changing. At this moment, she It's like being possessed.

"Light? Lithography machine?" Darkus said casually. When Colonia mentioned light, he thought of the surrounding environment and the machines outside. In his opinion, the black box machines outside were like those of the lithography machine. The appearance, although he didn't know the principle, seemed to be similar to that of a photolithography machine. Didn't they all have lenses? Then he was stunned. As soon as he thought about the lens, he suddenly thought about the city of lenses, Spicazuma. It seemed that there was no difference in essence?

The ancient saint's creation needs to be manufactured in Spicazuma's workshop. Of course, the workshop is not important. What is important is the entire lens system. In other words... Spicazuma is not a large photolithography machine. Perhaps this can also explain Spicazuma. After Zuma restarted, why did Tzeentch appear?

"Light...all things are one..." Colonia heard Darkus's words. She didn't know what the specific meaning of a lithography machine was, but she...she seemed to understand. She had visited Spica. Zuma, she has seen the sun floating in the sky of Spica Zuma, she has seen the lens system, and she also asked about it when she was learning from Adoshi Hetega.

Light is light, but not light. It does not refer to the wind of Hexi, one of the eight winds of magic, but the manifestation of Quish.

Colonia felt that she suddenly understood. Darkus once told her about the feats of the first-generation Slann priests during the great invasion. At first, she thought it was a myth or legend. After all, that kind of power transcended. Her perception. But after spending three years in the continent of Lustria and studying with Adoshi, she discovered that things were not what she thought.

Just like Adoshi once told Colonia that arms are a curse but also a blessing. At first she didn't understand it, and she also hated the critical words spoken from an absolutely neutral perspective, but as time went by, She roughly understood why Adoshi said this through thinking and what she saw and heard, and she understood it completely after the Battle of Jinchi.

But it was just an arm. At this moment, she suddenly understood what Adoshi had said to her before. Quish was not an actual thing like any of the eight magical winds, but just a person who relied on balance and concentration. , the process of using the magic wind in a safe way. High magic is far more complex than all other magic, and the spells woven by Quish are undoubtedly the most powerful, and also the most difficult to cast.

Dark magic is similar to high magic in that it also incorporates aspects of the different eight winds of magic, but differs in being corrupted, even tainted. Dark magic is wild and unpredictable. Roughly bringing together various magics, it is difficult to control the dosage unless you are extremely talented, which will lead to terrible and unexpected side effects.

For example, Dehar's spells are as crude and terrifying as the clubs wielded by the orcs, while Quish's spells are as accurate and efficient as the arrows of the Reaper's ballista. The reason why Druch uses dark magic is because controlling Deha requires strong will and ambition, unlike high magic which requires tranquility, concentration and patience.

If the Old Ones were the original architects of the world, then the Slann Magisters were the engineers. The Slann priests who survived the Great Invasion were not as powerful as the Old Ones or the first generation of Slann priests who could change the entire continent. However, by pooling the energy of the entire spiritual network, the Slann Priests still have the ability to move mountains, islands, rivers, and more. In addition to these, Slann Mage Priests can also manipulate the energy of the spiritual vein network to seal spiritual vein cracks, reduce the saturation of magical winds in the environment, and cleanse the environment of corruption.

Slann Demon Priests can use a combination of advanced magic, ancient holy disciplines and relic equipment to create some advanced things through the spiritual self projected by Isil and the energy of the spiritual vein network, such as the hanging on Dakoos's chest. The Eye of Taebok, the armbands on the wrists and the chest ornaments on the belt are all such creations.

Colonia once studied her brother's chest ornaments. She knew that chest ornaments were not in the category of magical creations. They were completely different from the enchanted items created by the sorceresses of Nagaros. They were a more magical way of manifestation. This method cannot be achieved by enchanted items. Magic and elven runes cannot release wind, fire, thunder and lightning at the same time. This is the embodiment of advanced alchemy, ancient holy disciplines and Quish.

"I understand." Colonia said with a painful and ferocious expression on her face. If she could, she would rather never have seen this emerald green stone slab, and she would rather never visit this folding space. This was unacceptable to her who was seeking knowledge. She once measured herself and found that in terms of spell-casting ability and attainments, she could barely reach the standard of the third generation Slann Demon Priest. Above the third generation, there were the second generation, the first generation, and the most terrifying one. There is also the mysterious Old Saint who created these Slann Demon Priests.

Colonia is like ancient alchemy looking at modern scientists, looking at modern scientists, looking at ultra-modern scientists who invented heaven-defying technology. Now she can't wait to return to the continent of Lustria and continue to learn from the Slann Demon Priest, but she knows that even if she has enough lifespan and talent, she will not reach the level of the Ancient Saint. This knowledge gives While she had a sense of purpose and direction, it was also painful for her.

"Understood? How come you understand?" Darkus, who was walking towards the third stone slab, heard Colonia's words and muttered. Then he looked at the stone slab, which was ordinary. Not even words.

However, the moment Darkus finished muttering, the scene in front of him changed. He felt that his soul was leaving this folded space. His soul was moving quickly in the night sky, moving towards something he could not perceive. Flying in the direction he arrived, the feeling of flying seemed to last for a moment. The next second he came to the sky above a human city.

"Isn't this Middenheim?" Darkus thought as he looked at the human city below. Although he had passed through Middenheim but had never entered it, he knew Middenheim. After all, it was located on half of the mountain. Middenheim is so iconic. At the moment he was thinking, his soul crashed towards Middenheim in an almost swooping manner. His soul passed through the city, through the mountain, through physics, through the White Wolf Holy Fire, and came to a mysterious space. .

Darkus' soul came to a huge stone chamber. He knew where he had come. This place was mentioned in Ren's debriefing report. Even if Ren didn't mention it, he knew where it was. Originally, he wanted to go Middenheim circled around to take a look at this stone room, but in the end he gave up the action. Being able to cut off fate, he didn't know what changes would happen after he went there that he couldn't imagine. This ancient saint's creation might even be able to kick the accelerator and advance to the next era. As a result, he was in Altdorf in this way. Came here.

The stone chamber was filled with geometric symbols, just like what he had seen before. It had a sense of technology that was not of this world, and shiny stones lined the walls. There is a sphere in the stone chamber that is held up by two perfect golden hemispheres. The sphere is completely black, but its surface is pulsating and ripples like a liquid. Each pulsation sent a dull glow that languidly passed through the chamber, and even in his presence within the chamber in this way Darkos could feel the energy emanating from the Old Ones' creations, and he could taste the corrosion in the air.

Before Darkus had time to think, the picture in front of him changed again. A vague figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He couldn't see the appearance of the figure, but he could see the figure's posture. If he was right... ...The figure's posture was exactly the same as his. The figure turned its head and looked at him with its obscured face. He could feel the figure smiling at him. Then, like his usual actions, the figure took out the piece of food he had just held in Altdorf from his arms. The wordless slate seen from the folded space.

An indescribable feeling of fear enveloped Darkos's heart. This feeling was unprecedented, even if Tzeentch appeared on his shoulder, even if he faced the dragon, this feeling was unprecedented. He could feel the danger contained in the stone slab, as if the stone slab was not a stone slab, but something else. He could feel the antiquity and obscurity contained in the stone slab.

With the appearance of the stone slab, the picture in front of Darkos changed again. He seemed to have entered a picture within a picture. He appeared in the sky above Ulthuan. He could see the rotating whirlpool. The swirling network of spiritual veins and those luminous guiding stones. The light amplified in the guide stones everywhere, and the large whirlpool began to rotate rapidly, as if all this was the effect of the wordless stone slab, and everything related to the spiritual vein network was resonating.

Immediately afterwards, the maelstrom suddenly disappeared, and Ulthuan also disappeared. The entire change process was seamless, as if it happened in an instant. With the disappearance of the maelstrom and Ulthuan, Darkos' soul gradually lifted up. He could clearly see the North and South Poles. He found that all the road stones and spiritual veins were extinguishing. It felt like a power outage. .

Darkus could see the magical wind dissipating rapidly, fading towards the portals at the North and South Pole like a rapid contraction. He could feel that the whole world was instantly freed from the influence of chaos, but before he had time to think, The magical wind near the portal was like a spring reaching its lowest point, and began to rebound at a faster speed. In the end, the entire world corrupted into a microcosm of the chaotic wasteland, and the entire world became a chaotic wasteland, and Ulthuan was where The location is empty.

The scene in front of him changed again. Darkus appeared in the stone chamber of Middenheim again. The figure holding the wordless slate was still there. The figure's hand that was not holding the wordless slate slowly stretched out towards him. Made a victory sign. Then the figure inserted the wordless slate into the ancient saint's creation. The smooth movements were like inserting a game board and preparing to play.

The memories in Darkus' mind kept appearing like a revolving lantern, from the past life to the present. Just as he was reliving these memories, these memories suddenly disappeared, as if someone had cut them off with a knife. He felt a panic, and he could feel his soul dissipating, leaving only eternal darkness.

The all-devouring rift tore through the real world. At first, the rift spread slowly, then like a rising tide, like a terrifying tsunami. The fissures of the North and South Pole also broke free of ancient bonds and resonated, joining in the carnival feast. The creatures of the world found themselves facing destruction, but they could do nothing but scream in despair.

Darkus saw meteors streaking across the sky, he saw the icy stars swirling, and he saw the most primitive chaos. The Oak of Ages was the last to be devoured, and as Athel Loren was destroyed, the song of mournful dryads filled the pale sky. The spiritual vein network bound together by space and time was distorted by the ability to exceed its own limits, then exploded and then dissipated with the wind.

The destruction may have lasted for thousands of years, or it may have only lasted for a moment. Darkus could not feel the change of time. In the chaos, he saw subtle light bursting out. This may be the essence of shining, and then the light fell. Entering the invisible storm, drifting with the tide for thousands of years. He looked carefully at the subtle light, and he found that the subtle light was gradually cooling the burning world in the abyss. He could feel the subtle light gradually taking shape.

This is the time of the end, but it is also the time of new life. In the cycle of life and death, everything begins again.

Then the scene in front of Darkus changed again...