Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 74 46. Ordinary days (Today’s update, this chapter is over)

The next thing had nothing to do with Darkus. After returning to the ground, a crow landed on his shoulder. Without saying anything, it stared at him for a while and then flew away.

Edmund and Calion were driving more than a dozen Druchi slaves down to the tomb. They had to put on their armor and lie down with Eleriel, waiting for the next group of visitors.

The trophies were all brought back to the Night Governor's Castle, which required blacksmiths and sorceresses to re-maintain and renovate them, and transform them into Druchi style. We took a few antique items from the family's warehouse and threw them next to the mummies. It was a complete show, wasn't it?

The two sorceresses stayed there. After they sent back the ones who needed replacement weapons, they rearranged the traps and did some flower work. The next group of visitors will definitely be surprised when they arrive.

The soul dagger was brought back to the Night Governor Castle under the escort of Maranur and Keslay. Annasara followed Darkus's advice and did not keep it in his hand, but prepared to follow the next group to Gorond. Family caravan, given to Morathi. Darkus’ idea is to throw it directly into the active volcano in the Black Ridge Mountains, and fish it out if you want! But sometimes, he couldn't decide anything. He was vaguely worried that he might encounter this soul dagger again in the future.

Alyssa returned to the Tower of Destruction. This time she was training under the personal guidance of Anasara. She needed to learn to balance the relationship between the sisters Hecate, the goddess of magic, and Assati, the goddess of desire.

Hecate is a goddess of magic, but unlike Lilith, she represents the dark side. She is capricious, paying close attention to the desires of the elves, while other gods try to avoid doing so. It is precisely because of this that she will have a jealous battle with her sister Assati. The sorceresses must carefully balance their belief in the two sisters, because Naggaroth has too many cruel examples to warn the sorceresses of the consequences of messing up.

Darkus returned to the forest farm again, and his life went on smoothly day by day, practicing martial arts during the day, doing social research or reading at night, and occasionally cooking and making something by himself.

Chupa Coco arrived at the forest farm. He was wearing a Kaitan that was tailor-made for him and holding the staff given to him by Darkus. The staff was bought at the market before. This outfit was very beautiful. With a sense of joy. He couldn't take any time off every day, doing this, Taotao, that move, or playing with that ankylosaurus. He didn't dare to tease Darkus, because Darkeus really kicked him, so he could only play with Drew. Strange soldiers, the soldiers dared not speak out because of Darkus's face.

Summer has come, and the forest farm has become a transit station and supply point. Kalien began to take the animal trainers to catch wild beasts in the Black Ridge Mountains, regardless of giant wolves, harpies, wild manticores and hydras. , anyway, he would catch whatever he saw, and if he encountered something difficult to deal with, Darkus would also take his powerful followers there.

One night, the active volcano in the Black Ridge Mountains erupted, and the earth shook. Darkus was awakened from his sleep, and walked out of the room wearing a robe, and other dignitaries and servants also came out. The night sky was lit up by the fire of the volcano, and the overwhelming lava and deafening sound made him feel as if he was in the end of the world.

After looking at the natural landscape for a while, the druchis in the forest farm said they were used to it, but this time the movement was a little louder, and they all joked that Ardaeus had forged another junk weapon.

Not long after, Krakarond sent a batch of tributes to Ardaeus. Dacus set off with the team wearing a mask. Kalion was known as the living map of the Black Ridge Mountains, and he did not encounter any special dangers along the way. , the group of beastmen usually squatted in caves and underground cracks, and Shadow's group of mountain soldiers did not encounter them.

In a mountain col, he bumped into a big treasure that made Darkus lose his SAN value like crazy.

An eight-meter-tall, three-headed monster with a cat body and asymmetrical wings rushed towards the team in a gliding and leaping manner. The left side of the wing is leather-like, while the right side is feather-like. There is a dragon head in the middle, a lion's head on the left, an eagle's head on the right, and the amazing thing is that there is a snake head on the tail.

This thing is a monster twisted by chaos. Its purpose of existence seems to be just to kill. They are flesh and blood created by fear. But the amazing thing is that no two Chimeras are exactly the same in the world. Just like DIY, they all have one obvious similarity: three different heads. But the things on this head are not the same. One head must be a dragon head, and the other lion heads, large raptor heads, reptile heads, insect heads, and crocodile heads are just like a running account of the names of dishes. Although these three heads usually work in harmony, there are certainly times when they get into arguments and roars.

However, to no avail, there's a reason the core of the Druchi War Beast is a War Hydra, not a Chimera. Its body did not have the protection and recovery capabilities of its scales, and it was taken care of by Darkus' team in a matter of seconds.

In the evening, the team finally arrived. The temple was not big and stood on the top of the mountain. A group of Druchi carried the supplies to the Temple of Ardaeus, while Darkus stayed alone.

Worshiped as the 'Bringer of Fury', Ardaeus can be ranked as the least cunning of all the elven gods, preferring to use direct and forceful solutions to any obstacles in his path. He is one of the few Sons of Illinir to survive Loic's tricks.

Unlike other brothers and sisters, he avoided his father and met him on the battlefield. The father and son fought for three days and three nights. However, Ardaeus was no match for his father. Fortunately, Radlili saw that he was in distress. , so Illinir was blinded, and then Ardaeus escaped to the mortal world. Humiliated by this, he would forge a weapon of his own and spare no effort to prepare for the inevitable battle. The Flamebringer knew he was destined to fight his father again.

Ardaeus drank a bottle of wine directly, then looked at Darkus angrily and asked: "Little guy, do you know where Val's incarnation is?"

"In Athel Loren." Dacus felt that Ardaeus was angry every moment, and he said directly and indifferently.

Ardaeus stared at Darkus in silence, as if thinking about where Athel Loren was? what is the place? Or maybe some other question, but he seemed unable to save face and asked.

Darkus took out a piece of parchment directly from his arms and said, "Do you have anything you need me to convey? For example, the style and size of the weapon."

Ardaeus hesitated for a while, and then began to talk about his wild ideas. The more he spoke, the more passionate he became. From time to time, he clenched his fists and waved them. As he spoke, he talked about the pile of bad things he had done before.

Dacus looked at the elf with long fiery red hair in front of him, shirtless and waving his arms crazily. At this moment, the incarnation of Ardaeus seemed to have become the incarnation of a failed art student. He was tortured for almost an hour, and he had to nod in response from time to time. He even had the urge to draw a gun.

After confirming this outrageous Party A request with Ardaeus again, Dacus went down the mountain.

"That's outrageous."