Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Darkus' nonsensical words attracted Kukulkan's attention, and Kukulkan looked directly at him with an inexplicable look. He ignored Kukulkan's gaze, and he couldn't understand the Quetzalcoatl's brain circuit. After exhaling smoke rudely at the bird, he picked up the stone slab next to the soul pod and read it.

The noble spirits bred through the soul pods will take on different forms, bringing endless joy and hope to the world with their colorful forms. Even the system builder Taibok knows what they will look like, and everything will be different. Based on the love, hopes and dreams of the growers…

The birth of every noble spirit is the bloom of a miracle. They have different shapes, some are like tiny elves, and their wings are as transparent as crystal, shining with colorful brilliance in the sunlight. Some are like elegant flowers, fragrant and exuding a refreshing fragrance. Some are like tiny wood spirits, agile and agile, wandering in the forest with endless curiosity.

Just like the blind white snake that Darkus saw not long ago, it is said to be a snake, but it actually has a name, Rach, and it usually guards the entrance to the passage that can enter the other world. It is also said to be a snake, but he is different from a real snake. He looks like a hooded man shrouded in mist, holding a magic staff. The smooth black stone inlaid on the top gives him the ability to open the other world. The body beneath his robe is actually formed from hundreds of white snakes that can separate and attack opponents.

The real snake is Nimbus, a giant water snake with chameleon-like abilities and the ability to change appearance when no one is looking. For just a minute, his scaly skin can transform into the shape of a fish's fins before disappearing completely, and he devours intruders who cross the rivers into Athel Loren.

The child who was just under the steps of the pyramid was named West Wind, a forest spirit with golden skin and the appearance of an elf boy. His angelic laughter echoed in the darkness, and then appeared on the branches to ask people below about something, and occasionally asked questions. Guess the riddle. If you guess wrong, the person being questioned will be lost in the forest for a period of time.

Strictly speaking, West Wind is not a so-called naughty child, but the protector of elven children in Athel Loren. He knew the forest well, and Aslay never worried about his children running away in the forest, because Aslay believed that he would keep the children safe and return them to the settlement.

These are spirits, members of Bruyd, and perhaps no one knows how they were created except Taybok.

The growth process of each soul pod is a process in which the grower pours his efforts and emotions. After the heart is filled with dreams and expectations for the future, these emotions will be integrated into the soul pod, and finally displayed in the form of the spirit. That's what they say, but in Darkus' view, it is metaphysics. It may be constructed based on the inner feelings of the gestator during the gestation process.

In human terms, these conceived spirits are equivalent to the great demons under the Chaos Gods...

Darkus turned his attention to the soul pod he first saw. This soul pod was different from the others. It was extraordinarily powerful. It was as powerful as a night pearl, making other soul pods around it incomparable. He suddenly thought of a possibility. In some planes, the ancient tree elders were not only Dursu, Adanhu, and Cordir, but there was also a being named Rhydysann.

The legendary Redisan is one of the oldest ancient tree people in the great forest. However, it is rarely observed. It is a mysterious existence to Aslay. Before the forest formed an alliance with Aslay, it Just walk alone, unaffected by petitions or requests, and attend to the needs of the forest in your own way. It refuses to communicate with Aslay, who suspects it regrets the forest's alliance with Aslay, so Aslay has sought to appease it, but Aslay cannot find it.

Whether Redisan exists or not is not important to Darkus. What is important is that as a name-saver, he plans to name the essence born from this soul pod Redisan. Later, he planned to give this soul pod to Dursu, who would shape it. In his view, this soul pod is just like reading comprehension. It is a strong spiritual sustenance that awakens Dursu, revitalizes Dursu, and rejuvenates him. It also represents the world's transformation under his leadership. Renewed vitality!

Perfect, 100%, what is the big plan? Isn’t this just the big plan...

It is possible for Darkus to think about something on the way here. Cordir is most likely hopeless, and that hawkish character... Things will be simple then, Dursu, Adanhu and the new Lei Disan became the new Trinity, re-leading the forest spirits of Athel Loren as the Ancient Treant Elder.

As for loyalty, he doesn't think much about it. In his opinion, the forest spirits headed by Dursu are his own people. According to the factions, they belong to the upright ancient holy family and are no different from the lizard people. He didn't want to pin his hopes on those Aslays.

Moreover, he still has a lot of things waiting for him to do. He has no time to squat here and confine himself. Besides leaving this matter to Dursu or Ariel, there are three people. In this case, why not leave it to Dursu? Soo. Forget about the man behind him. The characteristics of the Slann Demon Priest can't do this kind of thing. Don't create a person who is more difficult to deal with, more difficult to figure out, and more surly than Cordir. That's just him. Find trouble for yourself, or strange existences like Bruyd.

But having said that, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The overall situation is very complicated, a classic left foot playing with the right foot, one link within another. Athel Loren's death is closely related to the entire world. Although Darkus has not yet seen the Oak of Ages, he believes that the Oak of Ages is more of a conversion device than a tree. Miraculous creations of the ancient saints, perhaps the seeds of the oak trees in the original era were drawn from other planets.

Just like plants that perform photosynthesis, plant leaves release oxygen and absorb carbon dioxide while exposed to sunlight during the day. Leaves that cannot perform photosynthesis at night absorb oxygen and emit carbon dioxide.

The principle is quite different. The mural that Darkus saw in the passage made it clear. The mural was like a guide for a novice. All he had to do was to project the entirety of Tapok to explain it to him. The north and south gates expel the wind of magic and blow it to all parts of the world. The roots of the world absorb these winds of magic. This is why Athel Loren is a magic forest. The Oak of Time collects and transforms the magical wind into the other world, and breeds new spirits in the other world. At the same time, it sends part of the magical wind back to Isil through the passage connecting the other world and Isil, establishing an orderly system. cycle mechanism.

The reason why the oak tree of the times withered is that it did not absorb enough nutrients. After all, the Oak of the Ages is a plant that can absorb the eight winds, but it needs the nourishment of the Wind of Jilun and a small part of the Wind of Guer. When the Wind of Jilun is not enough and there are various corrosions and erosions, the Oak of the Times If it doesn’t wither, who will wither? Just like if the proportion of positive and negative poles is not coordinated, it can run when it is not coordinated, but it will also cause serious losses to the machine until the machine cannot operate.

The specific implementation is to make the roots of the world move and connect with the places where Guilun's wind is abundant. So where is the Guilun's wind abundant?

The Kingdom of Avalon in Ulthuan is the same, and the same is true for other agricultural farming kingdoms in Ulthuan. The Great Forest is a replica of the Maelstrom in a way. The functions of the two are the same, just like Android and Symbian. Same. A very funny thing happened here. Most of Ulthuan's magical eight winds were absorbed by the maelstrom, and the Oak of Ages could only absorb a very small part.

Therefore... we have to adjust it elsewhere to increase the volume, which is exactly in line with Darkus' big plan.

From a grand plan perspective, when agriculture and animal husbandry are fully developed in the Cauchen Plain, La Plata, located in the center of the plain, where the spiritual node and the Emerald Garden are located, will be another form of the Kingdom of Avalon.

Then plant it on the south side of Obion Island, connecting the Maelstrom to the Arctic Gate and then to Elsin Alvin. Of course, Obion is positioned more like a buy-one-get-one-free bonus. The important thing is the south. Even if it is not for the benefit of the elves, but for the sake of the world, the entire Nehekhara must be planted. That is still the real big head. When rivers and oases fill Nehekhara...

As everyone knows, after the inland sea of ​​Ulthuan was filled in, the area was barely comparable to Nehekhara, and Nehekhara did not have a crater similar to Ulthuan.

N wins!

In addition to these, Darkus' previous big plan will continue to take over the forests in the north of the empire. These forests and Reikvald in Reikland were part of the great forest in the earliest times. Due to the great invasion With the arrival of , these forests were separated from the great forest, and the ancient saint's creations in the forest either had no time to start or fell into a state of suspension.

Moreover, Bretonnia on one side of the Gray Mountains and Wobergland Hills, Iverland, and Mutland on the other side were also part of the Great Forest. Of course, if there is a chance, we can connect to the Sinian side again.

At that time, the variant of the Shaping Engine discovered in Lauren Loren will be placed on the spiritual nodes of these agricultural areas to connect with the roots of the world. The activated world-shaping engine transformer will generate a steady stream of Jilun winds in these forests and farmlands, and then these Jilun winds will flow into the Era Oak through spiritual vein nodes or world roots.

This is tantamount to forcibly assigning farming characteristics to the elves as a race. When the time comes, they will have to plant even if they don't. Abundant agricultural products and cash crops, coupled with reasonable policies, will make the elves' population explode. The power of those elven gods will also be enhanced, and the sacred fire of Asuryan, which represents the origin of elves, will burn more vigorously than ever before. Brother Ma, who was reborn from the ashes, would not just regain his face like he did at the end.

In addition to the elves, with the upgrading of the other world and the strength of the era oak tree, the capacity will also increase. At that time, a steady stream of forest spirits will appear to guard the forest and form a cycle of positive income. Similarly, the ancient holy device under the White Wolf Holy Fire will burst out with more powerful energy after being connected, transforming the wind of magic while nourishing Elsin Alvin.

When Darkus was high in thought, the Slann Demon Priest behind him was still in activation state.

For Nalhap the dreams were real, filling his mind and causing his skin to change colors and patterns. There are many dimensions beyond physics, many of which the brain cannot even perceive, let alone imagine.

Nalharpu is one of the oldest beings, created by the Old Ones. He understands the existence of these dimensions and can see the vectors of mathematics and the impact of mathematics on higher dimensions. The harmony of the equations became more and more complex as the Old Ones pushed existence further and further away from the universal zero towards which everything is oriented.

Perhaps the Old Ones needed flesh and blood to appreciate the effects of their algebra on the lower planes, or beings like the Slann Mage Priests were needed to understand how the lower dimensions projected parts into the higher dimensions to escape ultimate corruption. Whatever their logic, the Narhap brain was designed to see the mathematics behind all existence in order to keep the Old Ones' equations balanced.

But things went wrong, and in the process of experimentation, the Old Ones created lower-phase creatures with the potential to have a devastating effect on the higher dimensional order. The essence of these creatures was expressed in simple algorithms, but their numerical values ​​were huge, as if fighting against inevitable decay and negation.

When the effects of these arrays on the higher dimensions infected the carefully drawn vectors of illogicality, the Old Ones' designs collapsed under the lasting corruption, which was not just an echo of life, but something that existed in multidimensional displacement. Their numerical values ​​would not decay, but instead expanded by adding the algorithms of the lower-phase creatures into them. Under the madness, their equations were no longer balanced, broken by a perverse arithmetic.

The master gradually disappeared due to persistent malice, unable to persist in its broken vectors. At times, Narhap could almost feel the afterimages of those shattered vectors, reshaped into persistence. It was a disharmony that even he could not fully comprehend, were these fragments of the Master, or merely newly projected appearances of the old Vectors?

This troubled Narhap's mind, and he considered whether one of the persistent fractals was an abomination made of irrational numbers and unbalanced singularities? Yet at its core, he could almost sense a strand of ancient harmony. Was this just another creation of the lower-phase algorithm coagulating in a higher dimension, or was the shattered vector trying to regain dominance over its own expression? Could the equation be balanced by adding another persistent fractal? Would even the Masters dare to work in such a reckless manner? (This paragraph is the core)

Narhap did not receive any answers, the fractal manifested as a lower-phase being and defeated the corrupted algorithm invasion that once threatened to return everything to zero. He focused his thoughts on the disharmony memory, and like many unbalanced influences, the persistent fractal was warm, fast, emotional, and illogical. Thinking about persistent fractals was like thinking about the square root of negation, it was not the product of mathematics and equations, it was not something that had ever appeared in the Old Ones’ pattern.

Could persistent fractals be furthering the Old Ones’ vision? Narhap shivered in his sleep, considering the dangers of introducing such terrible potential into the ordered mathematics of his own realm. Was this part of mathematics? Was this the will of the Old Ones? He could not understand, even his brain could not calculate and track it to the end, was this part of the grand plan? Or did other possibilities arise, other sums that could be introduced into the algorithm.

Narhap tried to shift his attention, focusing on the lower-order algorithms, the unknown unknowns, he could see the warm emotions close to him, the irrational sums fighting for control of the unknown’s thought process. It was elusive, and by filling the irrationalities of the unknown’s mind, he could see the patterns.

One set of patterns would bring destruction to the world, another set of patterns would bring new challenges to the world, which pattern would the unknown add to itself? Which algorithm would it seek to counteract? When the Old Ones added the low-order algorithms to the great mathematics, it was for a purpose, but it didn't matter, because there was no purpose either, and even whether the work of the Old Ones was completed? Or left an incomplete work?

Unlike the persistent fractals and the degenerate algorithms, the warm and swift emotions have their own place in harmony, and there is a purpose, and Narhap, who has invested a lot of energy, came here to serve such a purpose. Which will the persistent fractal choose? Destruction? Or a new challenge? What will the unreasonable sum tell the persistent fractal to be the answer to the equation?

When Daxus held the soul pod in his arms like a baby, Narhap's eyes suddenly opened, and he saw that the mind of the unknown factor became stable, and the persistent fractal had made a choice, which was the answer to the problem. He moved his fat fingers and used them to manipulate the patterns of the great mathematics.

The equation was solved, and Narhap could not touch the new unknown, which was a slight misunderstanding of his order. He was not sure whether the simple dissection would allow him to understand why the persistent fractal made the choice, but overall he was satisfied. He did not need to calculate all the low-order algorithms, he only needed to solve the algorithm that troubled his mind.

Now, Narhap had the solution.

"Watch out for the gate!"

"Everyone knows what this means. Everyone knows that to solve this urgent problem, it may cost a lifetime." Daxus was attracted by the whisper of the Slann Magic Priest. After catching the words, his expression became solemn. After a moment, he tried to respond.

Narhap turned the carriage. After hearing the words of the persistent fractal, he looked at the persistent fractal with a gleam in his eyes.

Daxus had vaguely guessed the answer. What he said to the Slann Magic Priest in front of him was connected. It came from an unknown second-generation Slann, and his words only existed in the memory of the lizardman. But... who made him so closely connected with the lizardman? He asked Master Ma about key questions like the second-generation Slann Magic Priest. Master Ma told the unknown second-generation Slann Magic Priest that he had a name: Narhap.

Nalhap, the "Voyager of the Eternal Rain", is a Slann magic priest with amazing power, but also quite crazy. After the Great Invasion, he decided to explore the world, and the Temple Guards followed him. He believes that the rest of the world is spiritually and physically corrupt, and that if he touches anything in this world, his own power will become corrupted and disappear, and therefore, he always travels in his own Chengyu.

Possibly due to traveling too far, the Nalharp Sutra is beyond the communication of sublimation, and none of the Slann Magisters know where he might be, or if he is still alive. Maybe one day he'll return to the lizard world? Although many Slann priests doubt he will return.

Mazdamudi, Adohi Tehega, Whini Aitankui, Shakspati, now the fifth second-generation Slann magic priest has been found by Darkus, plus the ones who were previously in O Umatadan found on Bean Island.

"There are no pyramids, no temple cities, no Ash Grub stems, why are you here?"

"Hmm..." What Narhap's eyes saw was completely different from what he perceived. In his field of vision, the continuous fractals were emitted, surging in all directions, connected to the surroundings and even the entire world. This was a An obvious contrast. Suddenly his pupils dilated again, a low purr escaped his broad lips, and he once more cast his thoughts upon the possibilities of great mathematics.

"Holy shit!" Darkus exclaimed and covered his ears. At the same time, he also tried to hold down the non-existent hat.

Nalharp transmitted the scene to Darkus's mind through telepathy. There were many scenes. Darkus saw Nalharp communicating with a Slann Demon Priest he did not know through telepathy. Then the screen flashed, and Nalhap and a group of Slann magic priests performed a ceremony centered on the Slann magic priest he did not know.

Then, the scene changed again. As the spell surged, the air was filled with an indescribable power. The ground began to tremble, the surroundings began to twist, and the air was filled with the smell of electricity. As the ceremony proceeds, a huge vortex of energy gradually gathers. The vortex that appeared was compressed and squeezed into a ball of light. The light became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a dazzling ball of light.

Suddenly, the ball of light burst out with extremely intense light, like thousands of suns rising at the same time. Darkus felt an indescribable force spurting out from the ball of light, as if the entire world was being torn apart by this force. Wherever the light went, everything was instantly destroyed and turned into nothing. He was amazed and knew what would happen next.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening loud noise, as if all the sounds in the world were absorbed into this moment. The earth was shaking violently, the mountains in the distance began to collapse, and the ocean set off huge waves. A huge transparent mushroom cloud rose up, tearing the purple-red sky apart and reappearing the blue sky and white clouds of the past. The fiery shock wave swept across all directions. Wherever it went, corrupted trees were reduced to ashes, polluted rocks were evaporated, and the air was filled with the breath of purification and hope.

In the center of the light, Darkos saw a pure and powerful energy. Wherever the light touched, corruption and chaos were dispelled, and darkness and filth disappeared in an instant. Those polluted rivers became crystal clear again, and the withered vegetation regained life. Even the heaviness and filth in the air were swept away, replaced by unprecedented freshness and purity.

Darkus felt a deep shock and fear. What he heard was not directly presented to his eyes. The words and pictures were two completely different forms of expression. This power was far beyond what he could understand. Nuclear bombs were terrifying, but not so terrifying that one could wipe out an entire continent. However, the first-generation Slann magic priest Chikota did it. The first-generation high-level spells were the best, an enhanced and upgraded version of the mind-blasting super invincible.

After the shock wave passed, the light emitted became stronger and stronger, the cracks on the earth gradually healed, the mountain peaks stood erect again, and the ocean returned to calm. Places that were once eroded are now filled with new life. The picture flashed, and in the high-altitude view, the light continued to spread until the entire southern jungle was enveloped in this pure energy. In this magnificent scene, Darkus felt an unprecedented calm and tranquility. .

"Earth Explosion Sky Star."

There is a price for doing so. The scene returned to the ceremony site. The Slann Demon Priest in the center of the ceremony disappeared. The powerful energy overwhelmed him. There was only a ray of residual light. The toad faces of the surrounding Slann priests Showing sorrow.

Darkus knew that the one who disappeared was Chicota, the first-generation Slann Demon Priest. Chicota had the same experience as Croca. His body was crushed by energy and exploded to pieces. Finally, the Skink Priests were looking for him and killing him. Pieced together to make a mummy.

But he realized something seemed wrong? He had an illusion that Chicota seemed to be the strongest? The redemption of Izata released by Croca at first was small-scale. Blotbowa, who also released the Earthburst Star, was blown to pieces, leaving only his unconscious soul. But he quickly came back to his senses. That's not how things were calculated. Various losses and bonuses were not taken into account.

Then, the screen flickered again, and Darkus saw Nalharp sitting on the throne leading an army of lizardmen from the Great Invasion era toward the north.

"Did you come on your own? Or was it an instruction from Chicota?" Darkus asked a more critical question, but he didn't understand it. There was only that deafening sound in the successive scenes, and the conversations between the Slann Demon Priests were all done through big eyes and small eyes, that is, through telepathy.

The screen flickered again, returning to the beginning, to the scene where Nalhap and Chicota communicated telepathically. Darkus understood. From the perspective of hindsight, Chicota seemed to have predicted his own ending, and Chicota, who had been personally guided by the ancient saint Ashoranka, must have known something that only the first generation Slann Demon Priest knew. thing.

This seems right? What did "The Lost One" Ashoranka arrange for Chicota to do before setting off so that Chicota could welcome His return? In the end, Chicota arranged for Nalhap.

If this inference is correct, then...it can only be said that Narhap is the true axis, fully carrying out Chicota's instructions, waiting for the return of the lost, and doing nothing else. Ah, no, I did some things. I made a toad and participated in the beast council like playing house.

"Nalhap, on behalf of Mazdamudi, Adohi Tehega, Whinni Etankwe, Shakspati and Umatadam, I welcome you back. And of course the rest of the Slan Demon Priest, and even the entire lizardman society, let’s get out of here.”

Darkus said while hugging his hands. After seeing Narhap slowly nodding, he turned around. He felt that Narhap was a little...maybe not like Shakspati? Do you want to eat Eich grubs dry? However, he also understood that Master A was quite autistic, but he was somewhat different from Nalhap. Master A was a homebody. However, it doesn't matter whether you speak or not, as long as you can communicate and be consistent with his position.

He can't walk. Darkus is a typical person who can sit but not stand. If he can lie down, he can't sit. When he moved the soul pods and stone slabs halfway, the two skink priests who had been immobilized before turned back to their chirping appearance. With the assistance of the skink priests, he moved the remaining soul pods and stone slabs to the Chengdu. Then he jumped up and sat on Chengyu.

"Let's go out and wake up those ancient blood warriors and temple guards. By the way, we'll also wake up five hundred skinks. The others won't move for now."

It's impossible to wake them all up. Darkus really can't afford it. These are his limits. The five temple guards not only play a strong role but also protect Narharp. He will never let the elves protect the Slann Demon Priest. Those skinks will serve as auxiliary soldiers, such as raising bugs or something. Give the Asrais a little lizard shock.

Fortunately, he still had some money, and the trip to Longyan Castle brought good profits. After the situation in Athel Loren stabilizes, he can send people to mingle with those Baator masters, exchange for some meat, and draw out all the lizardmen. As for the meat in the forest, forget about it. The various spirits are representatives of each species, and he doesn't want to play with each other like a housewife.

When he arrived at the entrance of the pyramid, Darkus jumped down from the Chengyu. He picked up the largest soul pod and walked out before the lizard man. The door was still as illusory to him as when he came. Standing there, his figure looked particularly firm and solemn in the dim light. Then he raised the soul pod high, just like the old baboon. Ba, the light inside the pod reflected his face.

When the forest spirits who had been waiting for a long time saw this scene, they were first shocked and speechless, and then a burst of warm cheers broke out from their team. The eyes of these spirits shone with hope and joy, as if they were witnessing a long-lost victory. The white deer, four-winged phoenix, blind white snake, white wolf, fighting falcon, black hound and other spirits cheered. Except for the thing hiding in the darkness, the entire other world was infected by the joy of this moment.

Darkus slowly walked down the steps of the pyramid, each step filled with determination. Wherever he went, the spirits stepped aside and bowed to him. He walked to Dursu and solemnly handed over his soul pod. into the hands of this powerful noble spirit. He could clearly feel the branch where Dursu touched the soul pod trembling violently, and he could feel the excitement, joy and disbelief in Dursu's heart.

"This soul pod symbolizes hope and rebirth! I named it Leidisang! May it bring new vitality and strength and protect this ancient holy garden and this great forest!"

The cheers of the spirits gradually subsided, and they quietly watched this sacred moment.

At this time, Dursu's whole body began to tremble with excitement. As a trinity, it knew exactly what this soul pod represented. When Darkus saw that it didn't respond, he patted the bark of the tree. Only then did it react. Its nod made the branches sway slightly.

"Lift it up!" Darkus said while raising his head towards Dusul.

Dursu raised the soul pod, and the branches stretched out like arms. The moonlight shone on the soul pod through the gaps in the leaves of the ancient tree, shining with dazzling light. The entire forest seems to be glowing with new vitality at this moment, ancient power flows between the spirits, and the other world is also echoing this sacred moment.

"Let us protect this sacred land together. No matter how many challenges lie ahead, we will unite as one! Face it together! Cheer!" In terms of scene speech, Darkus has full skill points.

Following Darkus's words and Dursu's movements, the spirits burst into cheers again, and the sound shook the entire other world. The white deer raised its head and neighed, the four-winged phoenix spread its gorgeous wings, the blind white snake snaked and circled, the white wolf looked up to the sky and roared, the war falcon soared and circled, the black hound roared and resonated, and the two weasels ran happily around Darkus . Various animals and twisted elements all lend their voices to this moment, paying homage and excitement to the moment.

The lizard men who came out of the pyramid also howled loudly. Their voices were deep and loud, as if they were responding to the cheers of the spirits, and also seemed to be responding to their return after thousands of years.

"I seem to know why you! Only you can do it, Darkus!"

"Is this a compliment? Thank you for the compliment, Ms. Niseg."

"Let's set off. As you said, no matter how many challenges lie ahead, we will be united! Face them together!"

Darkus reappeared from the pond earlier than some elves expected. When the elves who were camping and waiting around noticed him, he raised his hands and went crazy.

“My hereafter will be a painting;

At the end of the world where human smoke cannot blow;

This vast universe is home;

Where there is dust, there is my Jia Jia;

I am flowers, grass, clouds, water, and sand;

I am male, female, he, she, it;

I am flowers, grass, clouds, water, and sand;

I am male, female, he, she, it;”

Under the unclear eyes of the elves, Darkus began his performance. His singing echoed in the night sky, and every note was filled with deep emotions, like a force that traveled through time and space, connecting everything together. .

When he sang to the end, Nalhap, who was sitting on Chengyu, seemed to be summoned by the song, and as if he deliberately cooperated with him, he slowly rose from the pond under the moonlight. Nalhap's figure was like a phantom on the water, elegant and mysterious. With his appearance, the entire pond shimmered, and the water waves shone charmingly under the moonlight.

At that moment, the scene was frozen.

The figures of Darkus and Narhap overlap in the night sky, with the twin moons hanging high behind them. The light intertwines to form a halo, surrounding them and outlining their outlines more clearly and sacredly. . The whole of Athel Loren seemed to hold its breath at this moment. The rustling of leaves stopped and the chirping of animals disappeared, leaving only Darkus and Nalhap.

Druchi, who had seen a little bit of the world, was fine. He was already accustomed to strange things, and even felt a little numb as a matter of course. But Enil, Aslay, Asul and the stray elves were different. Their eyes were full of wonder and awe. They had never seen such a beautiful and shocking sight. Darkus's song is like a mysterious ritual, summoning existences only recorded in legends and fragments of words.

"This is... the Slann Demon Priest?"

Before the elves could recover, groups of lizardmen came out of the pool in an orderly manner... (End of Chapter)