Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

A thin layer of mist appeared on the huge silver mirror standing in the center of the tent. The dispersion of the mist made the tent become even colder, and the previous scene appeared in the silver mirror again.

As the cold blue light becomes visible, the scene in the silver mirror becomes clearer, making the surroundings grow colder. Fortunately, Darkus was not afraid. Ever since he got that strange heart, he had gradually adapted to the cold, and soon the video call was connected.

Darkus and Malekith stared at each other for a while. No one said anything, they just looked at each other, because they were both a little angry now... They were preparing their own moves. , waiting for the next showdown.

Malekith was angry because Darkus had never contacted him since the last time he contacted him. Then the two most powerful beings in Nagaros came into conflict. Darkus didn't take the initiative to contact him, and he didn't take the initiative to contact Darkus, so it was just a waste.

However, Darkus said he had no knowledge of this matter!

As for Darkus... he was surprised when the screen was first connected, because he felt that the scene in the mirror was very familiar. At first, the mirror was facing the wall, and he was a little unsure. It was not until the mirror slowly turned and Malekith appeared in the picture that he was sure where Malekith was.

"You are still the same. You have always been like this. Aren't you allowed to say something? Aren't you ready to greet me? You know, I am your elder!" After another moment of stalemate, finally Malekith asked slowly.

"Oh my God, my sofa! What did you do to my sofa?" Faced with the gaze of the Witch King of Nagaros, Darkus couldn't help but shudder. He was already used to Malekith's things. He didn't take what Malekith said seriously either. Besides, what are you asking? How's your body? have you eaten? Whichever pot is not opened, which pot should be picked up, right? Leaning forward on the stool, he straightened up, spread his hands and said helplessly, and he also made a pun.

The sofa belonging to Darkus' room in Krakarond Night Governor's Castle has changed beyond recognition. Both sides of the sofa were still intact, but the middle had been completely collapsed by Malekith's sitting on it. The structure supporting the sofa was damaged by Malekith's sitting on it. The fine leather of the sofa was changed beyond recognition by the flames spurting out from the gaps in the Midnight Armor. , if it were sold at the market in Krakalond, even fools would believe it if it was said to be dragon skin.

To Darkus, the sofa looked like a torpedo accurately hitting the middle of the destroyer. The violent explosion directly broke the keel and support structure of the destroyer. Even the damage control on the destroyer could not save it. came back. The sofa is like a destroyer that is slowly sinking with its two ends tilted up, and Malekith, the torpedo, is sitting in the center of the destroyer. Rather than sitting on the sofa, it is better to say that it is already sitting on the ground. There is nowhere to put her long legs.

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"It's okay... I asked Aigirethe to return to Nagaros." Darkus said lightly.

"You didn't let him follow you to Athel Loren? His information?" Malekith asked nonchalantly while rubbing his fingers.

"Before we parted, he provided me with a piece of information that was enough for me to support my upcoming journey to Athel Loren. He did a very good job. I may stay in Athel Loren for a few years, but he did not stay there. Naggaroth needs him."

Darkus knew Malekith too well, and he knew that there was a clear murderous intention hidden in Malekith's seemingly casual questioning. Malekith is already angry. If he says something about Aigirethe at this time, Malekith will definitely pour his anger on Aigirethe's head. Maybe he will return to Naggaroth. , Aijerese has changed again.

However, Darkus had no need to stab Aigiless in the back. In his opinion, Aigiless was doing a very good job now. He was a senior intelligence officer who at least knew what he needed.

"I asked him to bring back something crucial!" Darkus raised his finger and said mysteriously. Facing the angry Malekith, he had no choice but to find a topic. Who knows when this broken mirror will be disconnected, and it won't be a problem to stare at it all the time.

"oh?"

"The Mystic Ball, I found an ancient holy ruins in Altdorf. There is a black box device there that can transform Deha to create the magic eight wind energy balls needed. It is different from ordinary energy stones and what we have in the Lustria continent The Star Stones we see are different. The energy contained in the Mystical Ball is very powerful, several times that of ordinary energy stones."

"Why did you stay in Athel Loren for several years? Is there anything about those tree-dwelling cousins ​​that attracted you?"

Malekith knew that this so-called secret sphere could urgently solve the energy problem of the assault ship, but his mind was not on that. What Darkus said to him on the Lustria continent was accurate. He could feel that he was getting weaker and weaker. This weakness came from the torture of his soul. The torture made him fragile, hesitant, and painful. and bewildered. Now he can no longer calm down and take one thing seriously. His mind is filled with the past, present, and future.

Those affairs could not relieve Malekith. He also thought about killing people, but he restrained himself. What he most urgently wants now is that Darkus can return to him immediately, instead of continuing to wander around Ersin Alvin for a few more years.

"Yes, a lot... At the same time, I have to wait for the Soverein invested by Lustria Continent to arrive. If I go back early, I will go to Lustria Continent first. Ashriel is too important to us, and... It’s not very good if I return to Nagaroth early.” Darkus answered truthfully, he didn’t want to return to Nagaroth early, he wanted to wait for the cash flow of those powerful people to arrive. Only in this way can the effect be maximized, so that those Druch soldiers will not die in the civil war, and the seeds for subsequent reforms can be preserved as much as possible.

"Actually, it's not that troublesome, it's not that troublesome!" Malekith roared uncontrollably at the end.

Kou Lan, who was guarding outside the door, moved his pointed ears. At that moment, he seemed to catch something. He could feel the anger of the Witch King. The Witch King had not been so angry for a long time.

Then, Coran turned his head and looked at Keslay standing on the other side. He had been sparring with Kesslay in martial arts for a while, so he was familiar with them. He knew that Keasley had also heard it. After he glared at Keasley, before Kesley could glare back, he turned his head and continued to maintain the previous posture.

"Order! Nagaroth needs order!"

Darkus knew that Malekith's Weibo style had come out again. If he submitted a list in exchange for him returning early, Malekith would definitely pick up the knife immediately. The problem was...he didn't. There was also Morathi, but the problem was that Malekith couldn't do it... If Malekith could do it, Morathi would have died long ago.

At this moment, Darkus can also feel that Malekith is getting weaker and weaker, which is why Malekith urgently needs him to go back. None of the things he did were important to Malekith. The most important thing to Malekith was that he return to Naggaroth immediately. However, he is not Steiner, and he will not return to Naggaroth until the matter is resolved.

"I'm very confused now." After a moment of stalemate, Darkus expressed his inner confusion.

"Oh? Are you still confused? Our Druchi Chief Consul is actually confused! How strange, how weird!" Malekith responded eccentrically.

"Why didn't I? I have a lot of confusion. If you want to hear it, I will share it with you one by one when we meet next time." Darkus spread his hands and said calmly. He ignored Malekith's sarcasm. , continuing his topic, "Tomorrow I will have a formal meeting with those red dragons..."

"Can you guarantee your safety? As far as I know, those red dragons are not as easy to talk to as me!" Before Darkus could finish speaking, Malekith couldn't wait to interrupt Darkus.

"?" Darkus's plain expression changed, became complicated, and became confused. He closed his mouth, with a sad expression like a monkey with a sharp mouth and cheeks. He was suppressing laughter, and he was afraid that he would suddenly laugh. He wanted to ask Malekith, do you want to listen to what you are saying? What the hell is a red dragon not as easy to talk to as me? What a black humor.

"This joke is too cold. I am confident in terms of safety, otherwise I would not go to the meeting. The problem now is that I don't think my conditions can attract those red dragons."

"Then you're still going! What are you going to do? Is it a waste of time?" Malekith was irritated. He felt that Darkus was deliberately irritating him.

"We have to meet and have a chat, right? This is why I contacted you, and my Witch King, my elder. You old man, you have to control yourself, especially when I'm not around. This is very important to you. Very important!

If you really have nothing to do, you can repair your black tower, especially the lower area, which needs to be restarted. I don’t want it to be the same as before when I go back. That is a real waste! Or you can go and see the children in the orphanage and teach them how to become a qualified official. That is a very important force. We still have a long way to go, and there are still many things we need to do! "

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Darkus activated his skills. He spoke jokingly in a serious tone. He was no longer persuading, but teaching. Telling this story will make Druchi of Nagaros drop his jaw, and his evaluation will rise to a higher level, confirming the rumors from Lacasse's mouth. However, these words cannot be spread, he is not that aggressive yet. , Malekith would not say either.

"You forced those things on me! Dacus! I don't owe anyone anything!" Malekith knew that Dacus was teaching him a lesson. If possible, he really wanted to give Dacus this He was struck by what he thought was the Witch King's hand. However, he could do nothing but growl at Darkus.

"Those things are what you need to do, you are the heir of Aenarion! You will be crowned the Phoenix King in the future! Don't talk about the past and present, for the future, for your father, for this world, for you, for me. Landing in Ulthuan is just our first step. There are a lot of things to come, and there are still many battles for you to fight. History will give us a fair evaluation." Darkus said and stood up at the same time. Speaking softly in the mirror.

Darkus' words were immediately silenced by Malekith.

"In addition to the secret ball, I also have a very important slate in my hand. It does not record prophecies or anything like that, but a strange spell." Seeing that Malekith was no longer irritable and did not speak. After becoming interested, Darkus dropped the topic, and then said to himself, "Dragon Transformation Technique!"

"Dragon Transformation Technique?"

"Do you know Cathay?" Darkus asked a question mysteriously. After asking, he regretted a little. This was tantamount to giving away the initiative.

"Dear Darkus, I want to remind you that contact time is very precious!" Malekith, who seized the opportunity, launched a fierce counterattack.

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"The dragons of Cathay can transform from dragons into humans, and they can also transform from humans into dragons. If necessary, give them the Dragon Transformation Technique!"

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"Don't look at me with that look. Do I look like a fool? Huh?" After seeing Dacus's eyes, Malekith stood up from the ground with a huff, came to the mirror and looked at Dacus in the mirror. Keus roared.

Darkus nodded. He didn't deliberately anger Malekith this time. He really meant it.

"?" Malekith was really angry, and blazing flames spurted out from the gaps in Midnight's armor. He gestured with his fists at Darkus and roared, "I know you! Darkus! I know you are here What are you confused about, but I think your confusion is too ridiculous. This world belongs to the elves! It always will! Sooner or later, I will return to Ersin Alvin with the elven army, and rescue the Ersin Tower trapped in the sea. Larion pull out! Like that city called Chapeuto!

Those lizardmen aren't going to come out and fight the elves for the world! No matter how powerful they are, they will stay in the jungle unless...you! You call them out!

What are those red dragons? Just a bunch of beasts! What is the difference between them and the cattle and sheep in the pen? How many are they? Ten? One hundred? A thousand? No matter how many, they will be killed! What if they turned into elves and lived in the society of elves? Will they become the Phoenix King? Or the beloved eternal queen? They cannot be! It can never be! In this case, what if we let them turn into humans? What are you confused about? Worried about them stealing rights? Superfluous! ridiculous!

As long as you and I are here, as long as the elves are there, whether it is Druchi or Aslay, or those Enil and Aslay who live in the forest, these red dragons will not be able to make waves. They are selfish and warlike. , cruel, cunning, arrogant, greedy, and unruly, but think about it carefully! So why not the elves? You don't really think about your relatives on Ulthuan, do you? Don't tell me you have fantasies in your head! ridiculous! When you actually meet those Assur cousins, I promise! They will definitely give you a surprise! Are you stupid in Ersin Alvin? My dear Darkus! "

Darkus ignored Malekith, who was showing off his domineering attitude and making his hand armor creak loudly. He knew that Malekith was looking for trouble at this moment. He could teach Malekith a lesson, and Malekith could also turn around. scold him. He and Malekith often bickered and scolded each other. It was just a matter of course, and he was used to it. At this moment, he looked at Malekith in the mirror and wondered, had he complicated things before? In fact, it is very simple?

This is the medieval Warhammer world, not Dungeons and Dragons. The dragons here are not as outrageous as next door, nor are they as friendly as the five-color dragons in Azeroth. They are in the middle of the two. At least there are no green dragons in this world, only forest dragons that look similar, but there are essential differences between forest dragons and green dragons.

The green dragon next door is known for being cruel, cunning, and violent even among its fellow evil dragons. It is a warlike creature and a master of political intrigue. Usually living in wild dense forests, the older and bigger the forest, the better. They are only willing to obey the orders of a very few people who have power above them. If their master's power begins to weaken, it is best to be careful, because there is no word loyalty in their dictionary.

However, the Bagir that Darkus was familiar with was completely different from the green dragon next door. In his opinion, Bagir was a very gentle dragon, and at least he was willing to let him ride on his back and listen to him tell the story of the black dragon. . He is also willing to fly around like Ziganwu and act as a broker to contact other dragons in Elsin Alvin.

That red dragon?

"Don't you have anything to say?" Malekith, who was ready to respond, called out to Darkus, who was deep in thought.

"No! I think you're right."

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"If this comes to pass, where are the black dragons?" Then Darkus asked another question that confused him. The hatching of black dragons had stopped, but Nagaroth still had a certain number of black dragons.

"You ask me? You ask me?"

Darkus turned his head, as if Malekith's spit in the mirror was about to spray on his face. He could feel that today's little brother, no, it was the middle brother who was very irritable. The younger brother is his cousin Maranur, so Malekith can only be the middle brother, old horse? Old horse, old horse, it must be Mazdam Moody, his beloved horse master, the eternal horse master.

At this moment, Darkus felt that he was not Su Chuo, but Tian Ji, Tian Ji's horse racing Tian Ji. If I move out the old horse, the middle horse and the small horse, how should you respond? But it was just Tian Ji racing a horse, so he would not end up like Tian Ji.

Darkos' most important base is not in Nagaros, but in the continent of Lustria. As long as the continent of Lustria is safe, he will have no trouble. Even if Malekith falls out with him, it won't be able to do anything to him. The worst he can do is stop playing and just continue to complain in the next era. The problem is that Malekith won't do anything to him at all...unless Malekith It's crazy.

Men, there are always a few days in every month, and the same is true for Malekith when he is in a state of illness. However, the difference with Malekith is that those days are when Malekith is relatively calm in emo, and the rest of the time. Relatively irritable.

All this is related to the vision that Malekith saw on the continent of Lustria. Dacus had anticipated it at the beginning, but now the sequelae are gradually emerging. He is Malekith's good medicine, but the problem is that he is not in Malekith. Keith is around, but he can change his approach, follow the times, see doctors online, and conduct consultations remotely. If you're angry... just vent it out. After you vent it, it's time to cool down. Darkus knows Malekith's urinary behavior very well.

"Yes! It seems that there is no one else except you and me, right?" Darkus said while looking around, as if there was a second person in the huge tent.

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Darkus curled his lips and made an expression that meant he wanted to be beaten.

"This is your problem! Darkus! Are you stupid? Now find a mirror to look at yourself and take a good look at yourself! Have you forgotten? There are six black dragons in your family! Solve it ? How to solve it! How do you want to solve it? How should I solve it? Do you need me to lend you the Sun Flame Sword? If not, you can take the Destroyer too. Oh~ By the way, there is also the Kane Dimension Sword in the warehouse. You You can also use it!”

Faced with Malekith's weird response, Darkus rubbed his chin in silence. The black dragon was a question that confused him. Unlike Malekith, the black dragon could heal his heart first. The black dragon had become irreversible. .

Unless there is more advanced magic or other things, such as biological modification technology? The problem is...the number of black dragons currently in Nagaros does not exceed fifty, and they are scattered in the hands of various families. Even if the black dragon's size and combat power are not as good as the red dragon, it is still an important power and trump card in the hands of the powerful.

Malekith was right, Darkus didn't think he had so much dignity to let the powerful men kill all the black dragons. This is not a military reform, and those powerful people will never agree to it. He can't kill all the powerful people because of the Black Dragon matter. That is nonsense, pure nonsense. Interests have to be exchanged and chosen, unless he promises to the powerful that after solving the black dragon, he will get the corresponding red dragon, which is even more nonsense. They haven't even met yet, and nothing has happened yet.

"It's not easy! Hello? Hello? Hello...? Damn, it's broken again. It's really unreliable." Darkus, who thought for a moment, responded, but as soon as he said his words, Malekith in the mirror changed. It became abstract. After flickering for a moment, the silver mirror returned to its original appearance.

On the other side, Malekith, who was looking at the mirror and suddenly lost the image, knew that the connection was broken again. After looking at himself in the mirror for a moment, he punched him directly like last time. This second silver mirror also It was shattered into pieces by his Witch King's fist.

"Go to the school grounds!" Malekith said angrily as he opened the door, and then walked towards the back of the castle without looking back.

Coran and Keslay looked at each other, and then quickly followed the Witch King. Keeping the three sword positions, they knew that the Witch King was very angry now, very angry, and they would face the Witch King next. Angry.

"Wake up Newkel!" Malekith added as he suddenly thought of something.

Darkus stretched his waist as he walked out of the tent. Halfway through, he raised his head. His eyes were attracted by a flaming figure in the night sky. Looking at the flight path, he knew This is the dragon who came to Dragon Castle for a meeting.

"My lord, there were three, and now it's the fourth." Franais, who had been guarding the door, sighed.

"If... I mean if..., a giant dragon turns into an elf, stands next to you, and does something similar to you, what would you think? What would you do?" Darkus nodded. , turned to look at Franais and asked a very silly question.

"Sir?" Franais, who was still looking up at the sky, was confused by Darkus' incomprehensible question. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously, "Since you have become an elf, then follow the rules of the elf. Come on, if the dragon does not follow the rules of the elves, then it has no value and meaning of existence."

"The fifth one, no, the sixth one." Darkus did not respond to Franais's words, but looked at the sky and sighed.

"Isa's tears, there are so many dragons. Is Aunt Liv there?" Nestela, who was standing on Sesin-Hal's back, first shook her black hair that fell into her eyes, then straightened up lively and looked He said in an excited tone to Long Bao who was just around the corner.

The white-haired Arohan did not respond to Nestela, but looked forward with indifferent eyes.

"Yes, there are many dragons. This is the first time I have seen this kind of scene. This is why I brought you here." Sesin-Hal has long been accustomed to the communication method of the sisters on their backs. After finishing speaking, She straightened her wings. When her wings straightened, she made a downward dive and dived rapidly towards the dragon castle.

"The seventh one." Gilead, who was lying on the blanket and looking at the sky, murmured. Then he turned to Facewell, who was looking at the sky, and asked, "Did you say we will go tomorrow?"

At this time, Gilead had already recovered. At first, he was a little embarrassed, frightened and anxious. He couldn't say he liked it, it was more of a habit. He was used to living with this group of elves, and he cared. He was worried that his behavior when facing the Crazy Whispering Beast would be seen by interested people, but in the end... nothing happened. Everyone's performance that day was about the same, and no one was qualified to say anything. Afterwards, Darkus only asked with concern and asked too many questions in depth.

"Maybe? I can feel that he values ​​you very much, but I have never been able to figure out whether this importance is good or bad, and what impact it will have on your future destiny..." Fiswell, who was wearing a blanket and playing with the withered grass in his hand, sighed.

"My bloodline? I don't think my bloodline has any value. I can't think of it right now. I can't be allowed to return to Ulthuan to rule the Kingdom of Tyranlok, right? And then become the Phoenix King like my ancestor Balshana?" Gilead laughed at the end. He didn't think it was possible for this kind of thing to happen, but as he said the words, the haze in his heart was swept away. He cared more about the station than the dragon. A holy titan buried deep in the earth.

However, just as he deliberately opposed Gilead, when the haze and darkness in his heart had just been cleared away, the originally bright night sky darkened as if the sky was not beautiful.

The originally bright night sky seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of clouds, blocking all the starlight. A series of harsh thunders sounded, followed by dazzling bolts of lightning across the sky. And in the light of lightning, a huge figure loomed, flapping its wings like a god descending. With his appearance, the world seemed to be no longer peaceful. A storm was brewing, which seemed to indicate that a greater disaster was coming.

However, the disaster did not come. Lightning and thunder continued to move quickly with the dragon's flight until they were completely extinguished. It was as if everything just now was like a mirage with sound effects, appearing and disappearing in an instant.

"So powerful! Such a rich Aegir wind." Beloda, who was sitting on the Triceratops combat platform and looking up at the sky, said with a longing expression. She fell into fantasy for a time, imagining her. Become a partner with this giant dragon and see sparks and lightning flying high in the sky.

Soon, Belloda, who was separated from the fantasy, couldn't help but sigh. She came from the Kingdom of Cosqui, and she didn't know Caledor's dragon song. Even if her family is married to a family in the Kingdom of Caledor, the dragon song of Caledor is a secret, and she also knows that the dragon that just flew past was not the fire dragon of Ulthuan. The dragon song has a great influence on Elsin Alvin. The dragon is like playing the piano to the cow. After thinking about it, she stopped looking at the sky and looked at Darkus who was standing with Franais.

It is late at night, but no one has the intention to sleep, whether it is Druchi or Enil, whether it is Adreze believers or Asuryan believers, except for the elves who need to be on duty and patrolling, they are just like that Like famous dishes, they looked up at the sky in an organized manner and whispered. They are all waiting, waiting for the arrival of dawn. Even if they will not attend this meeting, they are still looking forward to it, just in case. This is related to the characteristics of elves. Their long life makes elves very interested in eating melons.

"So powerful!"

Drusala, who was standing with Colonia, sighed. They didn't look at the dragon with its own sound effects and visual impact. Instead, they looked to another place. They could feel a powerful energy moving quickly hidden in the darkness, and the wind of Shaxu continued to overflow from the hidden darkness.

The elves couldn't sleep, and the residents of Viborg couldn't sleep either. Some curious humans were lying on their windows or in some high places, talking quietly while watching, trying to find some comfort and solution.

Some of the more fearful humans hid in the basement, closing their eyes tightly but unable to sleep. Their hearts were filled with helplessness and uneasiness. Every dragon's roar and every thunder reminded them of the cruelty and ruthlessness of reality.

Various temples in Viborg were crowded with people. While comforting their children, they prayed to the statues. They seemed to feel the breath of death surrounding them. The appearance of more and more dragons seemed to herald a war. An inevitable disaster is coming. Of course, some of them have run away long ago. The giant dragon did not suddenly appear tonight. After autumn and winter, the residents of Viborg can often see the giant dragon.

The appearance of the giant dragon brought unprecedented fear and uneasiness. The residents of Viborg have experienced the threats posed by the giant creatures, and they have been passed down by word of mouth and passed on to future generations. But the problem is that there are too many of them. Sigma, this year's There were particularly many giant dragons, as if these giant dragons had placed them in endless darkness.

"This is also a kind of change, isn't it? That's all, that's all, if you want to play, play bigger." Darkus, who was pacing in place and thinking, finally stopped thinking, and he made a decision.

"Let's go! Follow me to meet them!" (End of Chapter)