Chapter 283 133. The descent of Grand View Garden
seemed to be endless. After a while, the air began to tremble and make a harsh hissing sound, like a giant dragon spewing steaming hot air from below.
Darkus was reminded of the fiery geysers that spewed from the plains of Naggaroth, but as they traveled deeper, he could hear the low gushes of steam.
Strange, sharp notes vibrated faintly in sharp explosions of trapped air, the sound rising and falling. Although the sounds seemed to come from dozens of sources simultaneously, they rose and fell in perfect unison, like a well-trained choir singing a symphony. Despite the close surroundings, the trembling wails still creeped out the druchis.
As the Drukis went down, the fog became denser and gradually surrounded them, making it difficult for them to maintain stability. Darkus staggered forward, barely able to see exactly where to put one foot in front of the other, trying to focus on the vague outline of Malekith's shoulders and helmet. . He continued to take a step forward, but it seemed that he missed another step. He stepped forward hesitantly, and was shrouded in the foul-smelling plague mist until Malekith's figure disappeared from the mist.
The hissing sound and the chorus of cries echoing from the surrounding rock walls sounded like thunder in the ears of the Druchi.
A strong wind blew past the stairs, and the fog rolled up without warning, and then suddenly receded, like an ebbing tide, toward an irregular gray halo. As the fog thinned, the surrounding brightness and clarity increased.
When Darkus saw what was hidden in the mist, his newfound sense of relief disappeared in an instant. Behind him, his uncle Selile cursed in horror.
The Drukhi stood in a natural hollow within the cliff, with rough but relatively flat ground, about eighty paces wide. In the center of the room, there is a circular pit about fifteen steps in diameter. Steam rises from the surface of thick red and yellow waves. Arms, legs, and bald heads rolled and bobbing in the hideous steam. As the trapped gas escaped, his hands flew up and down, and his lifeless fingers seemed to be twisting. The dirty air was filled with flies, their buzzing cacophony lost in the echoing sounds of the pit.
Darkus wanted to close his eyes and not look, but a curiosity forced him to open his eyes and look. He carefully examined every detail of the terrible scene in the pit, and he realized that it was a pile of melted Bodies, hundreds of them, were thrown in and left to ferment in the steam. The entire surface heaved with eruptions of fetid gas, and he watched as heads on the ground rolled back and groaned on melted necks. The sound of the skull became the source of the terrible symphony of pain, constantly echoing in the rising steam. At this moment, he knew where the strange sound came from.
"My Edreze, what is this?" Selile looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed in a low voice. Apparently his will was tested by the terrifying scene in front of him.
The same was true for Franais and Baine. They both showed shocked expressions. They claimed that they had never seen anything outrageous since they followed Darkus, but they had never seen the thing in front of them. Although they initially I also guessed what I would face next, but imagining and seeing were completely different things.
"Worshipers of the God of Plague and Corruption, you may lack some imagination. You should have thought of this when you saw those skinners before." Darkus said seriously.
"Yes, but..., I didn't expect..." Selire said incoherently as he tried to cope with the horrific scene in front of him.
Darkus curled his lips at Franais and Baine, raised his hand and pointed at his uncle with a thumbs up, like this? After doing so, he signaled to them to be optimistic about Selire and not to be so crazy and lose the core strength of a family for no reason.
The surface of the pit undulated again, but this time it was not due to the churning pressure of steam, the skin of the stew stretched like peritoneum, and a powerful figure rose from the depths and appeared in front of the stunned Druch.
Darkus stared at the tight mass of skin and gelatinous bones as if they were a cloak draped over broad shoulders. The figure was tall and muscular. Yellow-green soft skin folds stretched from the tip of the huge, downward-curving horn, and then separated to form a hole. Two green light spots burned where the monster's eyes were, and pus continued to flow along the black hole in the flesh. It flows downward, and there is a huge mouth on its belly that wants to swallow everything.
"Why is there such a monster in Lustria? Is this a military leader or a plague carrier? An apostle? Fortunately, it's not a great unclean person, otherwise it would be really troublesome." Darkus looked at the distance not far away with his mouth open. The monster thought secretly, looking at Drusala beside him while thinking.
Drusala knew what she was going to face since she came in from the heights of the castle. Although the sight and monsters in front of her were very terrifying and disgusting, she still maintained a calm expression. From the corner of her eye, she saw Darkus looking towards After her, she also turned her head to look at Darkus and smiled at Darkus.
"There's a..., a different kind of beauty." Darkus saw Drusala smiling at him. He also laughed and said to Drusala. He originally said that the scene in front of him reminded him of the two of them. On the first date, but after some thought, he gave up.
Drusala continued to smile and shook his head without saying anything.
"Come forward." Nurgle's vanguard raised his powerful arms and turned his fiery eyes to the Drukki. His voice was like the dying voice of a god, like a stream of blood and pus flowing from a diseased wound.
Darkus also felt a pulling force, and his expression changed instantly. He seemed to be frightened by the sound, and at the same time, he heard a frustrated groan from in front of him. He saw Malekith take a staggering step forward after the sound, and then another step. Likewise he heard the other druchi in the ranks taking hesitant steps toward Nurgle's vanguard, and they apparently joined in.
"Ah, the flesh of Naggaroth, the sweet blood of the lost elves. Bones like thin, cold ice. Welcome here, I will taste you in my arms, and you will entertain me with your songs." Gu Junfeng said in a voice that was almost an aria, and then opened his strong arms to welcome him.
"We are the Chosen Children of Naggaroth!"
The words cut through the air, like the scream of red-hot iron on skin. Malekith walked towards Nurgle's vanguard. He raised the Sunfire Sword high towards Nurgle's vanguard. His voice continued to echo, "The people of Khaine must not be touched by you or your master!"
"If I still choose to let you accept it, what will you do, poor crippled man?" A bubbling laughter came from the tall Nurgle frontman.
"A mutilated person?" Darkus's expression changed from fear to surprise. He was really surprised. He thought about how dare the Nurgle army leader in front of him to say this. This word would arouse the sensitive Maleki. Si, which made Malekith full of anger, but he soon realized that something was wrong? It seemed that the Nurgle frontman in front of him did not recognize that this so-called mutilated man was Malekith, the Witch King who ruled Naggaroth.
"Yes, my body is weak, but my faith is like shining gold. Come! Come and test the wrath of the Murder King! Feel the full power of him!" Malekith faced the blazing front of Nurgle's army. said with a smile in his eyes.
Nurgle's vanguard was initially ready to reach out with one claw to catch Malekith, but he hesitated after seeing Malekith's appearance.
At that moment, Darkus saw a trace of doubt flashing in the Nurgle vanguard's eyes. He knew that Malekith's pretentiousness had frightened the Nurgle vanguard. If a fight broke out, Kane would not give him " God's Chosen Malekith any help, help in every sense.
"Very good!" As the Nurgle Army Leader finished speaking, Darkus felt that the iron collar that had been on his neck disappeared from his body, because the strange pulling force disappeared.
"Say what you want to say and I will decide if this is worth your life."
"I'm here to make a deal. My men and I want to join you. I'm sorry that I just took your life away." The fragile fleet was destroyed, but the destruction of the previous fleet also represented our terrible strength, and we hope to replace it." Malekith said with firmness and certainty.
"You sons chosen by Kane will abandon your gods and your precious white skins and serve me like dogs? Why?" Nurgle's army leader chuckled again and then said.
Darkus knew that there would be no results if this continued, just like the role-playing RPG game lacked some necessary dialogues and stimulation conditions, thus missing part of the exciting content. He quietly took a breath of stinky breath and calmed himself down. , and then took a step forward steadily.
"Great existence, he is lying! We have long suspected that he is the agent of the Witch King Malekith. He got the task and appeared here to protect Naggaroth from the attack of your fleet. He wanted to complete the Witch King. The task assigned by the king and seek his own benefits from it!" Darkus said urgently.
The trio of Drusala and Edreze were confused by Darkus' manipulation. What kind of unexpected trick was this? They didn't understand what was happening to Darkus for a moment, even Franais, who had seen Darkus going crazy before, was the same. They were a little confused and didn't know what to do next.
"My father is dead, and so is my brother! His appearance made me lose everything! He occupied my family, embezzled my family's property, and massacred or enslaved every member of my family. Originally, I am the leader of this fleet, but now I have become a controlled slave! Great being, don't listen to his nonsense, he is as slippery as an eel, he keeps pouring poison into our ears with his lies Twisting our minds, his mouth is full of lies!" Darkus didn't give the Druchis any time to react. He pointed at Malekith and continued to speak angrily.
"So what? After I complete the deal, I will kill all of you traitors one by one, and I will hold your still beating heart in my hands!" Malekith raised his head and turned to Darkwu Si, he laughed with bitter anger, and the next second he pointed the blade of the Sun Flame Sword at Darkus's throat and roared.
"You poisonous snake! I wish you died in that winter storm. Ever since you boarded my ship, you have brought me only destruction! Everything the great existence said is false! It's all lies! He just wants to Complete the mission assigned to him by Malekith! The one who really wants to obtain this powerful power is me, I just want revenge!" Darkus roared like a wounded wolf, facing Malekith again Taking a step forward, he stared into Malekith's orange eyes. The blade of Malekith's Sun Flame Sword was trembling in his hand.
"Quiet!" Nurgle's army roared angrily.
Darkus once again felt the will of Nurgle's vanguard covering him like a heavy cloak.
"Tell me, what form will this vengeance take?" said the Nurgle Vanguard, silently eyeing Darkus as he folded his clawed hands together like a terrifying mantis.
"Kill him! Release the enslavement on me. With your permission, I will command my raid fleet to bypass the Twilight Fortress in the southernmost part of Lustria, and then go all the way north to the mouth of the Kuweizha River. I and the people there Lord Harkon has dealt with him, he will let me pass, and I know where Queza is, I have been there. My fleet will abandon ship and go deep into the Lustrian jungle to find Queza! The Great Although I don't know what you want in Queza now, just think about it. We can come back with all kinds of meat, fill your cauldron, and serve you for many years. We will bring back enough gold and gems , allowing you to become the undisputed lord for a long time to come."
"What can you get from all this?" Nurgle Vanguard continued to ask with interest.
"I just want to be embraced by mercy! I felt the power when I came here. Please give me a chance. I want to have this great power. After that, I will command my raid fleet to loot the slave tower of Karonde Kal." , and then cross the Sea of Malice to attack Hagrid Grave. I know a hidden tunnel leading into the city, and we can strike quickly in the dead of night and burn the entire city to the ground before anyone realizes their danger!" "
I just Want revenge, pure revenge! I will see my enemies defeated and driven before me. I will burn everything they hold dear and paint them with ashes. As I feed them one by one into your I will hear their cries of pain as I stew the pot. I will continue to terrorize them for hundreds of years, I will take what I want and destroy what I don't like. Of course, I will give you the best, Spread your fame throughout Naggaroth."
"Very good!" Nurgle's vanguard said, rubbing his greasy clawed hands, making a wet slithering sound. He emerged slowly and heavily from the pit, a head taller than everyone in the room, even the big axe-wielding Norsca Yankee, and he continued, "I'm Seeing the truth of the matter, I accept your service. If you serve me well, Drukhi, soon you will enjoy the blessings of the Great Father." "You will accept the blessings of the Great
Father Nurgle . Blessings, right?" Nurgle Junfeng added another sentence after finishing his previous words.
"Yes, in order to show my sincerity, please melt away the scarred skin on my body first, great being, but the premise of all this is that he must die now!" Darkus pointed at Malekith and said.
"No! Spare me, great being! Kill the rest and take away all the ships and personnel. Spare my life, and I can still deliver Naggaroth into your hands!" Malekith's hand The Yang Yan Sword hung down, and the hand holding the Yang Yan Sword was trembling. There was an indescribable fear in his voice, and he wailed desperately.
"Don't be afraid, Drukki. You will give Naggaroth to me, and when you melt in my hands, you will sing its secrets of Naggaroth to me." Nurgle's eyes were fixed on the horse. Rekis said, and then looked at Darkus and continued, "I can kill him, but not now. I will keep him until the end and let you watch him obey my will. Of course, all of this The premise is that you must successfully return from Queza. My brother Utl'Krichnak did not return to his father's garden after his last appearance in this dying world. I need you to find him and tell him. My brother misses him very much, and you have to bring back the giant cauldron of thousands of rashes." "You may be
a little dizzy from being here, and your deformed brain is missing some logic. You shouldn't say this. Yes, but I still want to thank you. You saved us a lot of time, even though we could find it in the end! You dirty fool!" Malekith no longer had the despair and panic just now, but was replaced by a sense of momentum. In a must-win arrogance, he raised his head and looked at the Nurgle frontman who was taller than him and said.
Darkus also had a Loic-like smile on his face, but he did not make a Loic-like sound. He suppressed the shock in his heart. Through the words of this Nurgle army leader, he knew what the missing link was. No wonder the unknown Skaven clan who came to Lustria would become the notorious Plague clan in the future. He clarified the context in an instant, and there was no need to worry about the rest. He waved his hand, signaling the Adreze trio and Drusala to prepare for battle.
Next comes the exciting final step: destroying the BOSS at the end of the level!
There was a commotion on the stairs, and Darkus turned to see a horde of Skinners wielding axes and spears enter the room.
The scene got out of control in an instant.
(End of chapter)