Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 87 13. Can I pat your belly? (You can tell me what you think about this chapter)

The road leading to the observation room at the top of the South Sky Star Pyramid is a combination of steps and a ramp. It is easier to walk on the ramp, but the distance between the steps is not very inappropriate for Druch. Yes, you really need to climb.

The team stopped and walked, waiting for Walter most of the time. The wound on his leg was bleeding again. After Genevieve treated the wound for him, he was still gritting his teeth and persisting. He was halfway there without turning back. reason.

Finally, before dark, they reached the stargazing room at the top. This time, no crow appeared on Darkus's shoulder. He once again told the Druchs to pay attention, and then walked in. The team walked through the long aisle led by the two brothers Chupakoko. On both sides of the aisle stood a large group of skink priests, their heads tilted and hissing and chattering. Darkus could understand what they were saying. What.

Genevieve followed Druch's team and looked at everything around them curiously. She discovered that these elven nobles were doing noble etiquette, but then she was attracted by the things on the throne in front of them.

"Oh my god, is this a toad? A toad with ornaments and a crown? Is there such a big toad in this world?" Genevieve sighed in surprise in her mind, but Baisui, who had seen strong winds and waves, The old woman wouldn't be able to shout out, besides, Darkus had already seriously warned her of the consequences.

The Druchis were also surprised, but only to the extent of being surprised.

Not to mention, Master Ma is really good-looking. Darkus was surprised when he saw it. Although he had seen it before, it was completely different from this kind of meeting. He even wanted to go up and pat Master Ma. belly.

When Mazdamudi saw Darkus, yellow light suddenly appeared in his two green eyes. He finally knew what the omen was, it was the hot-blooded species in front of him!

The two Chupako brothers walked around the pool, jumped up and drove away the two skink priests who were fanning Mazdamudi. The two brothers took large fans and began to fan them diligently.

Darkus walked to the edge of the pool and once again performed the extremely elegant Druchi noble etiquette and said: "Hello, respected Lord Mazdamudi, I followed the guidance of the ancient saint to come to see you. Introduce myself Next, my name is Darkus Hellscourge, and I am a Druch."

After saying this, there was silence in the stargazing room for a few seconds, and then the Skink Priests began to hiss and discuss again, because they all understood what Darkus said, and they were all discussing and determining why they could understand. What Darkus said.

"I can actually understand what he's saying!"

"Me too, I thought I woke up."

"Wait, what did he say? Ancient Sage!?"

The Skink Priests were discussing here, Mazdamudi's eyes were still looking at Darkus with yellow light, and Darkus also stood looking at Mazdamudi.

Slann, the Old One's favored servant, possesses a high degree of intelligence and magical ability, and is revered as a magic priest, leading the group of lizardfolk. These toad-like creatures can level cities, engulf enemies in flames, or tear open abyss from the ground without even snapping their fingers.

The way Slan sees the world is different from that of ordinary people. Their orderly consciousness has no time to rest and is always explaining profound questions and thinking about the true meaning of the universe. They may be sitting on a chariot or meditating in a stargazing room, and may appear to be asleep or dead.

Slann's meditation will be so deep that even vital signs are difficult to touch, their breathing becomes shallow and fine, and their eyes become vacant and dull. But Slann's sensitivity is far beyond that of ordinary people. They have the ability to discern magic and can detect every bit of disharmony caused by the invasion of Chaos.

After looking at each other for about 10 minutes, Mazdamudi finally spoke slowly. He said in a low voice: "Although you are very weak, so weak that you can hardly feel it, you do have the mark of the ancient saint on your body."

After hearing the word mark, Darkus' strong desire to perform exploded and he started to go crazy. He stretched out his arms and turned in a circle. After turning in the circle, he looked at Mazdamudi and asked: "So, respected horse Lord Zdamudi, am I part of the big plan? Can I! Darkus! Can I contribute to the big plan?"

The yellow light in Mazdamudi's eyes became even more intense, and the Chupako brothers also stopped fanning and looked at Darkus blankly, as did the skink priests on both sides of the aisle.

The stargazing room suddenly became noisy, and the Skink Priests began to discuss, even louder than before.

Darkus only knows the term "big plan", and what this term represents is empty, as empty as a slogan, and illusory. If the grand plan is to be implemented according to the ancient sage's plan, correct explanation is essential. In his eyes, this sentence seems to be the same as not being said. It's better to be idealistic, do it first, and after you finish it, declare that this is the big plan.

After a moment, Darkus and Mazdamudi disappeared on the spot. The Druchs looked at each other, and Franais said decisively at this time: "Stop where you are, stay calm, and wait for the master to come back."

Darkus was teleported to the divination pool. He glanced at the blessed water in the pool. Mazdamudi floated directly from Chengyu and floated in mid-air towards the pool. He looked at it in surprise. Mazdamudi.

"Master Ma, do you want to invite me to take a bath together? Do you want me to rub his back? But I didn't bring a bath towel."

Mazdamudi was already soaking in the pool and looking at Darkus.

"Dear Lord Mazdamudi, you can directly use magic to send the message. I should be able to understand it."

"You can come down if you want."

This time it was Darkus's turn to be shocked. Wasn't Master Ma said to be a little prejudiced against hot-blooded species? But being familiar with it, he didn't care about this and that. He directly put his hand into the pool to check the water temperature. After confirming that the water temperature was acceptable, he immediately started to take off his noble robes and Kaitan. He set off from Skogi and spent ten days in the jungle. It made him miserable.

Darkus soaked in the divination pool. The water in the pool was blessed. It was very comfortable and comfortable to soak in it. It would be better if there was a glass of ice-cold wine at this time.

Mazdamudi just kept looking at Darkus. He didn't understand why he suddenly invited this strange hot-blooded person to take a bath together. Maybe this was part of a big plan? He waved his hand, and Darkus felt as if he was blocking something.

"Why do you, a hot-blooded person, have the mark of the ancient saint on your body?"

"Blessed by the Ancient Saint? Son of the Ancient Saint? I don't know either." Darkus spread his hands and said.

Mazdamudi shook his head slowly: "It's not a blessing, it's a mark!"