Chapter 138 63. Horotho's Fireworks Show
"It's really sneaky and pervasive. Should I take the giant Ogham pillar in the ancient saint's secret chamber wherever it goes?" Darkus laughed at himself helplessly, and then Shaking his head and laughing.
Soon the Druchi stood in two rows away from the three swords of Darkus. Except for the three brothers and sisters of the Takaia family and Elmir, the rest stood far apart.
"Teleportation? If it doesn't work, you have to ask." Darkus didn't say anything to these Druchs, because he suddenly thought of the Slaanesh lust demon that just fell from the sky, and he quickly started all kinds of unreasonable associations.
"You guys check it out first." The big guy next to Darkus was standing and nudging him with his head. He grabbed his hand on the rough scales on the big guy's head and used the strength to stand up before ordering.
"What happened to the teleportation spell just now?" Darkus asked Lord Tenukli directly without greeting or polite words.
"It should have come from another dimension!" Lord Tenukli closed his eyes and thought for a long time before saying.
Hearing these words, Darkos's heart skipped a beat. It was just as he expected. It was probably because he couldn't wait and had to organize something. He suddenly felt a little tired, so he might as well use some manure to get rid of that one, and also get rid of the particularly festive one by the way. He would become the one chosen by the four gods and could destroy the world directly. I'm thinking about it No more fun!
"Now! Can you teleport? My heart is beating uneasily! I think Horoto is in danger!" Darkus said decisively after thinking about it.
Lord Tenukli opened his eyes and looked at Dacus. Dacus could clearly feel that his frog face turned serious for a moment.
"The moment the sun sets, I will purify the Hall of the Unknown Constellation so that the spiritual network here can be restored to stability." Lord Tenukli nodded solemnly to Darkus.
Darkus nodded, turned around and went back without saying anything. There was no need for him to deal with post-war resettlement matters, and the two Skink Priests and the Skink Lizards were not cheerleaders who only had to work without working.
The material gains from winning the battle with the Chaos Demon are nothing. There are no equipment and gold coins that explode all over the place, and there are no messy things like artifacts dropped. There are only chicken feathers on the ground, abominable corrosion and endless pain.
Chakas took back the star-colored stone hammer and stumbled, limping back to Lord Tenukli. The shield attack just knocked him away and did not cause much damage to him. Darkus, who was riding on the back of the big guy, nodded to him. His cold eyes stared at Darkus. He hesitated for a moment and nodded to greet Darkus. Then he passed by Darkus. Pass.
Darkus may not be able to become a fierce man like Aenarion, the first-generation Phoenix King, who can defeat all kinds of demons. All he can do is operate, operate, and operate again. Using his limited understanding, he tried to unite all the fierce men who could fight against the Chaos Demon and fight against the Chaos Demon on a regular basis. Even if you can't take the initiative, you still have to operate until the dog bites the hedgehog and has no way to bite it. At least that's what he thinks now, but what about in the future? Who knows? Maybe only the two-headed bird knows?
The skink keepers began to guide the giant beasts to assemble, and some skink lizards commanded the giant lizards to help carry the bodies of the dead lizard warriors and place them on the combat platforms on the backs of the giant beasts. The weapons and shields were also properly kept. , and prepare to pass it on again in the future.
The injured lizard warriors with missing limbs were moved to the shade of the giant beast. The passing Lord Tenukli cast a recovery spell again, and it wouldn't take long for these lizard warriors to regain their vitality. There were also some Skink lizards rummaging through the hot sand for the broken and scattered parts of the Armillary Sphere of Eternal Glory, and more Skink Lizards gathered around the corpse next to the two broken parts of the Troglodyte, somewhat at a loss not knowing what to do.
"Franais, yours?" Darkus came back, he jumped off the big guy's back and asked.
"My lord, it has turned into powder." Franais said while trying to show the powder curled up in his hand.
"Let the wind blow it away. Stop protecting it. Thank you for your hard work. Are you injured?" Darkus took out two more large pieces from the velvet bag containing the ogham stone and threw them to Franais. Start to go through the formal process of expressing condolences.
"My lord, no! The Takaia family is honored to once again banish a Chaos Demon under your leadership!" Franais straightened his chest, and the Hadrica on his chest shone dazzlingly under the scorching sun. He said firmly.
"Should I get some medals and commemorative medals?" Darkus looked at Franais's resolute face. Although he felt that this expression appeared on the face of a Druchi, it was a bit strange, but he did not express it. What happened? Maybe the condolences he was doing now seemed even weirder, but the process still had to be followed, and he had to take the opportunity to assess the state of the Druchs and provide appropriate psychological counseling. He thought for a moment and nodded seriously to Franais without saying anything.
Afterwards, Darkus continued to offer his condolences, and Baine's organ stone fragments also turned into powder, and other Druchi's organ stone fragments appeared more or less cracked. He reissued them one by one, and soon there were not many ogham stone fragments left in the velvet bag.
The condolences here were over. The arranged Chupa Coco and Coptiti walked towards Darkus. Further away, Lord Tenukli had begun to purify the star monument.
"My ancient saint, Akadan, is he okay?" Darkus looked at Chupa Coco and asked.
Chupa Coco didn't say anything but made a gesture of spreading his hands.
"Bury them directly here, try to put them together as much as possible, and don't move the accessories on your body. The three cold lizards are also buried together. Hurry, we have to leave here at sunset."
Darkus nodded, thinking After a moment, Yakadan made a decision directly. He hadn't seen Akadan since just now, so he was probably autistic and hiding somewhere. He met this eyeless and flexible giant beast from Pahuakos. Although he didn't communicate much along the way, the cave dragon was very friendly with him. Along the way, he could feel Akadan's role as a skink. The bond between the prophet and the cave dragon, the result. . . Did he think about the two Druchi souls returning to the arms of Es Haiyai again? Thinking of something, he suddenly didn't dare to think about what the two pirates would face next. He didn't think that the soul of the elf who died under that sword would return to the embrace of Eth Haiai. Maybe he would be devouring it. Those two delicious elf souls will get to know him better. Maybe he will meet those two pirates in the future? But the method should be a little special.
"By the way, one more thing. The backs of the two triceratops where the solar engine is installed were severely burned. If they had been launched a few more times, their backs would have melted." Chupa Coco turned around to make arrangements. Before leaving, he Suddenly something occurred to him and he turned around and said. Darkus nodded again, indicating that he understood.
And Coptiti stood in front of Dacus and seemed to be brewing something.
"Your current expression does not match the image of a wise man. Are you yearning for more power?" Darkus looked at the hesitant Coptiti and said seriously.
"Yes, respected Umak! Power! I also want to contribute to the big plan." Coptiti said calmly, regaining the image of a wise man.
Darkus nodded to Coptiti, indicating that he understood. He didn't say any nonsense like that power must be obtained by oneself. Then he stood on a high hill in the desert and looked around blankly, and then stretched out his hand to look at the sun that was about to set.
The skinks in Horotho are repeating their lives as before, going to the fields to tend crops, raising alpacas to shear wool, and a very small number of skink weavers are doing handicrafts, but the difference is that Umak After arriving, they can have enough to eat and know how to access the vast world outside. But they tolerated their curiosity. They obeyed the authority of Coptiti and obeyed Coptiti's orders. No one went to the outside world without permission, even though the outside world was so attractive to them. What's more, Coptiti, who was meticulous in his work, arranged for a hundred skinks to form three teams to guard the passage to the outside world in Horotu before departure, waiting for the return of Coptiti and Umak.
But at this time, the Skink residents living here in Horotuo stopped holding their men, holding javelins, spears, or hand hoes for farming, and tried their best to use the limited space to get closer together. He looked warily at the swarms of screaming flying sharks flying past in the sky.
Screaming Sharks are shimmering, flying demon fish that ride on the winds of magic like birds. They roam the tides of magic, preying on the shadow souls of mortal creatures, as well as Chaos Furies or other unfortunate magical creatures. Once the Screaming Flying Shark catches its prey, it can tear it into pieces in an instant, and the remaining soul fragments are considered as gifts to the Lord of Changes.
But these screaming flying sharks are obviously not very smart, or the camouflage creations placed here by the Ancient Saint have crushed them in dimension. They obeyed the orders of the Junfeng Dread Monster and clung to the mountain, looking for something blankly. They seemed to They were found, but they were never found.
Junfeng Dread Monster stood beside the unknown river. At this time, he was colorful and no longer as cheerful as before. Instead, he was observing anxiously, chattering crazy words and jokes that he could not understand. In his impression, He seemed to have been to this place before. As for when he came, he didn't know. Maybe it was yesterday, or last year, or hundreds of years ago? He had stayed in the Chaos Demon Realm with no concept of time for too long, but he remembered that he came back empty-handed last time and found nothing. It was obviously here, but it was still the same this time.
The Horrors are Tzeentch's magical servants, pawns in elaborate conspiracies. It is nearly impossible to describe the Horrors in detail, as their essence is pure unfettered chaos, molded into active and restless forms by Tzeentch's will. If powerful servants are needed, Tzeentch will create a military front, which is a more stable fear, but this stability is only comparable to the pink blue fear. This kind of demon has sufficient sensory capabilities to command other demons without even being guided by the Almighty Demon Lord.
The form of this magic servant of Tzeentch suddenly flickered, like a piece of plasticine being pinched. After reacting, he let out a wild, sharp laugh, drew an afterimage and began to rampage. He knew that he didn't have much time. The suppressive power here was gradually recovering, beginning to suppress his perception and power and driving him away from the world. He wants to find that city in the little time left and then destroy it!
"Ohhs!" The rampaging Army Fear Monster stopped and looked at the fluctuations in the air. He knew something was coming. It might be reinforcements from the All-Changing Demon Lord or something else, but he quickly Rule out the option of the All-Changing Demon King. Dazzling magic swirled and jumped from his outstretched fingers, and he felt more joy. As the flash of magic circled above his head, he screamed.
Chakas looked at the strange and noisy thing in front of him with some confusion. He didn't understand why this strange thing kept twitching, but he smelled the scent of the devil on the strange thing. After being stunned for half a second, he directly picked up the star-colored stone hammer and smashed it. The star-colored stone hammer directly penetrated Ruoyouruowu's unstable magic screen and hit the head of Junfeng Dread Monster. Jun Feng was afraid of the demon and couldn't withstand the demon-breaking attack of this thing. He was directly smashed to the ground.
"Ahhs!" Before the Junfeng Horror could finish being happy, his body began to disintegrate like air, and then disappeared directly. His high-pitched scream before disappearing still echoed in the air.
As night fell and Darkus' army teleported, the air was quickly filled with colorful lightning and fire, as well as the high-pitched laughter. Several flame-bathed chariots of Tzeentch soared in the sky like blazing meteors, and hundreds of pink-blue terrors ran in the open space by the river. They looked like giant deformed faces with arms and legs to Darkus. It's weird, but there's also a different kind of joy in the weirdness.
"Fuck! Attack and send these demons away." Darkus reacted quickly and shouted cursingly.
Druki, the lizards, and the giant beasts knew before teleporting that there might be a battle after coming over, but they never expected that the battle would happen so unexpectedly, with these strange things sticking to their faces. The two parties who also reacted quickly launched attacks. Darkus was no longer able to conduct effective command, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Crackling lightning, colorful fireballs, streaks of magic arrows, violent explosions and dazzling lights piercing the air, accompanied by Druchi's cursing and fighting sounds, the hissing cries of lizard men, and the terror of giant beasts. The angry roars and the high-pitched laughter of the Pink and Blue Horrors after being hammered seemed like an ingenious fireworks display and a newly formed amateur singing team, specially adding a special tone to today, a day worth remembering.
The Drukhi looked at the fear monster with a cold pink color on its surface and a sharp laugh. They used physical means to interrupt the fear monster with its head held high and playfully releasing strange energy. But after being seriously injured, the fear demon quickly exhaled a breath of demonic energy and quickly turned into a cloud of magic. Then it changed colors and separated into two magical blue fear demons. Under the astonishment of the Druchis, a few of them took shape. Some of the blue fear monsters quickly disappeared into the air, and some did not take shape at all.
With the spiritual vein network once again stabilized and the leader of the army, the Fear Demon, being banished first, the fireworks show that came and went quickly ended. Some giant lizards who were not very smart were still asking for help. The afterimage of the disappeared demon was waving its weapon blankly.
"What the hell is this? Is it some kind of festival today? Are the cannons coming?"
Darkus racked his brains and wondered crazily, wondering what his purpose was, was it to steal a house? Or are you here to blast him? He didn't even see Chakas beating Junfeng Dread to death as soon as he teleported over.
(End of chapter)