Chapter 225 75. I also want to compete for the championship.
At this time, Loxia has not yet put on the Drakken Kraken helmet. His facial features are very delicate. His slender cheeks and high nose bridge give him a hint of indifference and arrogance. At the same time, he also had inexplicable self-confidence. His resolute and steady dark pupils were looking at Darkus with piercing energy.
Darkus also looked at Loxia. He knew that Loxia was very cunning in her heart and was good at hiding her true thoughts and intentions. The corners of his mouth suddenly opened into a strange smile, which made Loxia shudder as she looked at him.
"This should be the second time we meet. The last time we met was a bit too rushed. I was so rushed that I didn't have time to say hello." Darkus' grin became even wider now, and the sinister expression was reflected on his face. Incisively and vividly, he said with a smile.
"Yes, I regretted it in my hurry. I should have turned around at that time." Loxia responded.
Darkus laughed. He knew what Loxia meant, which was that he should kill him when they met him in the underground sea. He didn't care about the etiquette of Druchi's three swords, and walked towards Loxia and extended his hand.
Loxia was stunned for a moment, and the followers standing behind him were a little commotion, but he quickly reacted, and then stretched out his hand, and the two Druchi's right hands were each on the inside of the other's forearm. Darkus could clearly feel that there was something hard like a sleeve arrow or a dagger under the Kaitan on the inside of Loxia's forearm.
"This is our second meeting, and I brought you a gift." After speaking, Darkus gestured with his head, and the followers following him carried out a large piece of steel plate that was four centimeters thick.
"This is the latest forged steel, which I call Keith steel. Its toughness and quality are far superior to the previous black steel, but you still have to find a blacksmith and a sorceress to process it." Darkus continued to smile. said.
"I also prepared a gift as a gift for our second meeting." After Loxia finished speaking, the followers behind also carried out a blood steel statue.
"This gift is too expensive, I'm a little flattered." Darkus glanced back, and when Colonia nodded, he knew what it was. Time had changed, and some things were ahead of schedule. He said with a bit of exaggerated surprise.
No one on either side said anything like thank you. Darkus estimated that this should be the blood steel statue of the god Gilgadresh obtained from Indy. Loxia's red double swords were forged with this thing. He was a little embarrassed and pretentious. This was a great opportunity, even though he wouldn't use it. The steel he sent is just an ordinary standard product. You can get as much as you want in the future, and it may even be of better quality than the current one. After all, the current Keith steel has not added other substances, but this blood steel statue is unique!
"This is a congratulatory gift for you as the CEO of Druch. I hope you like it." Loxia said with a smile, with a hint of respect and reluctance in her tone.
"I like it very much." Darkus said as he looked around the Tower of God Bless the Villain.
"Dear Hand of the Witch King, may I invite you to visit the pride of the Fallen Heart Family?" Loxia understood what Darkus meant.
Then the two Druchi started strolling around the Black Ark, with the retinues of both sides following from a distance to guard each other.
"Excuse me, Hand of the Witch King, why did you recruit me?" Loxia suddenly asked after introducing him for a while.
"A storm is brewing in the north, and we need to be prepared before the storm comes. If I don't recruit, His Majesty the Witch King will also recruit. Who told you to come back at the right time?" Darkus looked up at Nagaroth. The lead-gray sky said with some solemnity.
In addition to the farce of Hagrid Grave in Naggaroth recently, riots also broke out in Hal Gancy. Malus's fifth brother Ulay declared himself to be the elector of Cain and asked Helliben to give him the power in Cain. He has a legal status in the En sect, but the elders of the Kane sect consider him a heretic.
A great battle broke out between the heretic fanatics headed by Ulay and the loyalists of the temple on the streets of Hal Goncy. It is said that the entire city was affected. It was so tragic that it knocked out the brains of dogs, and it was so tragic that Kane I was very happy. It was so tragic that Malekith wanted to send troops to get some benefits.
Darkus got the news yesterday that Ulay was dead, and the farce was put to rest. He also knew that Malus was also involved. Ulay's death was closely related to Malus. Then the next step was very simple. Malus had already obtained the Kane Dimension Sword, but it was more important than the Kane Dimension Sword. It is Malus's sister Nagalia who is working hard in the north. As the Hand of the Witch King, he had to make a trip to the north before going to the continent of Lustria to completely put an end to the trouble caused by the children of Rohan.
But Darkus did not regret letting Nagalia go in Hagrid Grave. This was not part of the plan, let alone a stiff talk. Nagalia, blessed by Slaanesh, has become a strange being, and cannot be kept if she wants to run away, unless Malekith, her son, and Annasara are present.
There have always been invasions from the Yankees and Chaos in the north. They are sustainable and developable, just like the endless leeks in the field. They are like the Martian soldiers that suddenly appear, but the number of Martian soldiers is still limited. . The large scale this time means that there will be little or even no time in the next period. Perhaps the Druchi society can take advantage of this gap to develop under the guidance of Darkus, the Druchi helmsman.
Although Luxia didn't understand, she still nodded pretending to understand. The situation was already like this, what could he do? Force the Black Ark back to Karondekar? If it is true as Darkus said, when His Majesty the Witch King recruits him again, what awaits him will be the betrayal of his followers, and the family will also be extinct.
"Is there any admiral as outstanding as you in the Fallen Heart family?" Darkus asked.
"Yes, my aunt, Leshikiel, but without the Black Ark, she can only stay in Kalonde Kal to maintain the family's status and manage family affairs." Loxia hesitated for a moment and then said slowly, he After another pause, he continued, "My father was away all the time when I was young, and she taught me all my skills."
Darkus knew Lehikiel Corrupt Heart, who was once a member of the Black Ark. The admiral is also one of the most cunning female druches. She learned how to follow the ships of Assur's cousins, and she enveloped the Black Ark in shadow and storm, discovering and deciphering Assur's routes to the eastern lands.
By tracking Assur's fleet, Lechkiel raided busy seaports and fleets trading with Assur. As news of her success grew, she was pressured to sell her charts to other admirals, and within decades, large Druchi fleets raided eastern settlements, bringing back tens of thousands of slaves and exotic goods such as jade, ivory, silk, spices, and more.
Always eager to show off his wealth and power, Druch treasured these looted goods, and their value soared. There was a period of infighting and political wrangling over obtaining permission to plunder these lands, and Malekith's coffers were filled with gold and silver.
(Laithikir, there is indeed such a person in Lehikir. According to time, he should be the previous generation of Loxia. I am too lazy to name it, so I just let her live longer.)
"When you executed your father's lieutenants? "
Yes, she helped me." Loxia knew what Darkus was asking, and nodded frankly, without any intention of shying away.
"I know her outstanding abilities and her legendary story. She should not stay in Kalundekar and waste her few lives." Darkus said, he has read a large number of investigative interview reports. In his opinion, The outstanding female Druccis are somewhat Southern Italian, more specifically Sicilian. They are similar to White Hand godmothers, who can support the family when the men are away.
Darkus admires these women from the bottom of his heart. Just imagine that the men in the family are either at sea or serving in the military. Only these women can support the family in the fucked-up social environment of Druch. Doors and ventilation windows are installed. With a deadly trap, the hand crossbow is always hung on the waist, and it is uneasy to sleep at night. If there is any disturbance, the hand crossbow must be cocked to be on guard, and even the whole night cannot be slept, no one knows what will happen in the next second.
This requires strong nerves and an unshakable love for the family. Those with neurasthenia who cannot persevere are destined to be weak. There are no weak people in Nagaros!
The female fear lords and admirals who can sneak out when Druchi's senior leaders are not sorceresses are even more powerful. A typical example is Karonde Carl's Kira Night Governor, who guards the Attorak stronghold in the north. The female fear lord Vienna cannot make a name for herself on the big stage of Druch without a few tricks.
Loxia stopped in confusion and looked at the Witch King's Hand who was less than a sword distance away from him. He did not understand the meaning of the Witch King's Hand's words.
Darkus also stood there, pointing to the Black Ark Nagor parked in the distance. He told Loxia the position and function of the Nagor.
"Dear Hand of the Witch King, what do you mean?" Loxia became a little excited. He thought of something from Darkus's words and found that there was a glimmer of possibility.
"Yes, I am going to let your aunt serve in a role like an instructor or a staff officer. I need her to train some outstanding Black Ark admirals for me without any reservation, the kind that are as outstanding as you." Darkwu Si said slowly.
Luxia didn't say anything, but nodded excitedly. He knew that what Darkus said next was very important to him and the entire Corrupt Heart family.
"I like the meeting gift you gave me just now. In return, I can give your family the third-ranked trainee admiral spot on the Nagor. As for where the Black Ark comes from? This is not something you should care about. "After Darkus finished speaking, he started walking forward again.
From the perspective of Darkus, who is the Hand of the Witch King, if a mature politician can make cakes, it is impossible for him to hand over all the black arks to Krakalond or people close to him. This is not a problem. Good behavior.
Krakalund will eat more in the future. Krakalund, which inflates like a balloon, will do no good to Darkus. It will even attract the attention and doubts of Malekith. Other cities will also have opinions and opinions. He was dissatisfied, which was very detrimental to his subsequent layout and implementation of policies. He wanted these Druchi dignitaries to know that it was beneficial to follow him and His Majesty the Witch King, which was better than engaging in all-you-can-do stuff all day long.
Since it is going to be given out, it will definitely be given to the strong. After all, he will have to fight with Assur's cousin's navy. As the navy marshal, Darkus does not want anyone to hold him back or stretch his hips at the critical moment.
"Thank you, thank you for your generosity, Hand of the Witch King. The Fallen Heart family is deeply grateful for your kindness." Loxia said with endless gratitude. This was the first time he said thank you since meeting Darkus. He had accumulated so much before. The anger and gloom in my heart disappeared at this time.
Darkus smiled and nodded, without saying anything, but continued to visit, and then chatted about what he had learned about Loxia's raid.
Luxia has never been able to finish talking like she did today, and her mouth was even dry at one point.
In the evening, a grand welcome banquet was held on the Tower of God's Blessing of the Evil Party to welcome the arrival of the Witch King's Hand. The banquet was very busy and lively.
The next day, Darkus watched the soldiers' drill from the heights of the Krakalund city wall. Newkel used the pontoon bridge method. The soldiers used tools to quickly build five pontoon bridges on the Red Poison River. Yeager I drove a war hydra to walk on the pontoon bridge to test the reliability of the pontoon bridge. A large number of well-defined Reaper ballista positions were set up on both sides of the Red Poison River. It is assumed that the main purpose of these ballistae is to guard against possible airborne attacks. Intruder appears.
Darkos was not worried about air defense operations. The Druchi army was fully equipped with talents and skills in this area. When fighting Asul's cousins, there were a large number of flying creatures and a dense defense composed of Reaper ballistas. The fire control network is enough for the opponent to drink a pot.
"How many field troops can Krakarond deploy now?" Darkus asked solemnly while lying on the wall. "Now is the season to go to sea. Apart from the city guards, there are only about 32,000 troops that can be mobilized. However, we have a large number of chariots and behemoths, and the family also has four black dragons. The Ebony Claw will organize about a thousand troops The elite cold lizard knights, plus the three thousand remaining soldiers of the Nagol." Newkel said with some pride.
"Tomorrow, mobilize these troops, and the most important thing is to prepare food and grass." Darkus stood up and looked at Newkel with a solemn expression and said decisively.
"What happens next?" Newkel's expression became serious.
"Take the Black Ark Nagol and the Tower of God's Blessing Evil Party to Naggarond. The Clan Mother will also go with the sorceress group." "
This? A mobilization of this scale may require a recruitment order personally ordered by His Majesty the Witch King. ? Is there something happening over there that I don't know about?" Newkel's expression became uneasy, but he did not question Dacus. According to his understanding of Dacus, Dacus would not It was completely unintentional. There must be some intention in doing this, or he was about to reveal something he didn't know about.
"A storm is brewing in the north, and we need to be prepared before the storm comes." Darkus repeated what he told Loxia yesterday.
"I know what I should do." Nukel's expression returned to its usual elegance, and he then asked, "Where is His Majesty the Witch King?" "
No need to worry, inform the Black Ark Fleet not to return to Krakalond, directly Go to Naggarond. I will return to Hagrid Grave tomorrow, the farce there is over." Darkus waved his hand casually and said.
Darkus has been with Malekith for such a long time, and he understands Malekith's unstable character. Although he is with a king like a tiger, he is sure that Malekith will not do anything to him because of this. .
Although Malekith pursues Machiavellianism, Malekith is also very emotional. It may be that the loveless and eternal Malekith feels something in Dacus, otherwise he would not be here. After becoming the Hand of the Witch King in such a short period of time, Coran Black was so loyal to Malekith, and he still did not gain Malekith's trust.
As the Hand of the Witch King, Malekith's spokesperson in Naggaroth, Druchi's chief consul, and Druchi's second-in-command. Darkus has the right to do this, and more importantly, Malekith knows that he is the divine choice of Moraig Heg. The gods and ghosts in this world are not just a means of domination, but a real reality. Really exists.
In the afternoon, Darkus called Ren, Baine and Colonia over. He knew that Colonia's curse was getting worse.
"Before going to Lustria first, there are some things in the north that I need to deal with. Renn, I'm sorry to disturb your reunion with Elmir." Darkus said directly.
Renn nodded solemnly and didn't say anything, but he knew what Darkus meant by calling him here. He also knew that this was a trial about him, and he had to hand in a satisfactory answer.
"I will select some reliable elite guards from the Hellscourge family. You follow the route we returned to before to the City of the Sun, the Taibok Mirror Pool northeast of Hesiota, and the Skink Priests stationed there. Lord Mazdamudi will be contacted. You can decide what happens when you get there." As Darkus said, he touched the Ichi amulet around his neck, then stretched out two fingers and continued, "Two things. , First! Tell him about the curse of Colonia, I believe he has a way. Second! Tell him that I will take a huge fleet to Huta in a while, and we will occupy the land, sea and air at the same time. The vampires there launch an attack, so be sure to strike them down with one blow! Eliminate them all!"
It has been confirmed that there are three large and small black arks on Krakarond's side, plus the black ark of Loxia, and there may be more black arks to join in the future.
To give an inappropriate example, this is like the pirates entrenched in Somalia being inexplicably surrounded and suppressed from the sea by a huge joint fleet. At the same time, the army stationed in Djibouti will also be dispatched to launch an attack from the land.
The scene was a bit too big, big enough to hit mosquitoes with a Star Destroyer Cannon, but the problem was that Black Ark had to go. The Black Ark can also play a role in transportation while fighting. The construction of Asriel and the repair of Chapeiuto are inseparable from the dispatch of massive labor. How about transporting it with a plunderer? Where can Darkus find so many ships? It is better to go directly to the Black Ark, and the Black Ark will also play a vital role in the follow-up plan.
"Lustria is not like Nagaros. When you get there, you have to listen to Ren in everything." After finishing speaking, Darkus looked at Colonia and said.
"Don't worry, I know the relationship is strong, but what about the north?" Colonia heard some rumors and asked worriedly.
"There will be elites gathering in the north, no need to worry."
Colonia nodded, then stood up and left with Renn.
"What are your plans next?" Darkus asked.
"The Lord of Blades told me that you are brewing a plan, and I may play a role in this plan." Baine sat upright and said with a serious expression.
"The master of our destiny is ourselves, and the master of our own is our will!" Darkus said something meaningful.
"I want to seek revenge from Coran. What happens after I win? I think my current identity will cause trouble to you and His Majesty the Witch King. Moreover, when I prayed to the Lord of Blades, the Lord of Blades also told me not to do so for the time being. "After thinking for a while, Bainie nodded slowly and said.
"Maybe this is the self-confidence of a warrior?" Darkus thought to himself. Baine only said how about winning, and didn't mention losing at all. He really won't stop Baine from taking revenge, and he has no good reason or way to stop Baine from taking revenge. Baine came to him at first just to teach him martial arts at Edreeze's request. As a follower, that's just Temporary and incidental, but the problem is that Baine had been disabled before, retired from the Black Guard, and is now able-bodied.
The problem is indeed what Baine said. It's okay to say that Baine died in the duel, but it would be really troublesome to win. The Black Guard is Malekith's personal army. What does it matter if Baine kills Coran now? ? Baine continues to return as captain of the Black Guard? Or would Baine return to him after winning the battle, and then Malekith would choose another one from the Black Tower Master? Or let the black tower masters duel with Baine?
This is too awkward, and there are too many changes.
"I want to go to the north with you and then go to Lustria. And you mentioned to me a long time ago that we might go to the old world? I also want to see it. To be honest, I have lived for so many years. I only feel when I'm around you..." Bainie paused mid-sentence and began to gesture with his hands. After gesticulating for a while, he continued, "It's very calm. I feel like I have become a simple warrior. You don't need to think about those things, just fight."
After Bainie finished asking and answering his own questions, he laughed, and Darkus also laughed.
"After being with you, I no longer feel like I was in the Black Tower of Nagarond. I seem to have less pain, hatred and calculations. I have also seen the world outside the Black Tower. Maybe when you need or think the time can I will duel with Kou Lan when the time comes. Of course, this is based on Kou Lan not taking the initiative to challenge me for a duel." After laughing for a while, Bai Ni said sadly.
Darkus put his hand on his cheek and sat there listening quietly, nodding from time to time. After a long time, he told Bai Ni about the order he envisioned.
"Not the champion? But the leader? And there are many leaders, so that means the strongest leader is the champion of the Lord of Blades?" Baine asked doubtfully. In his opinion, this is different from the black power of Nagarond. There is no difference between the guards. They are nothing more than a religious shell, with the names and recruitment methods changed. It is said that he serves the Lord of Blades and lives for fighting, but when the critical moment comes, the Lord of Blades tells him to listen to Darkus, so what's the difference?
"It seems that it is okay to say so. Maybe I can also compete for the championship!" Darkus joked with a smile.
Baine also laughed.
Early the next morning, Darkus took the ship Hagrid Grave again. The personnel around him changed slightly. Ernst temporarily stayed in Krakalund, while Ren and Colonia went to Lu. Scia, but Baine followed him again.
In the throne room of Malekith's Black Tower in Naggarond.
"Your Majesty, Malus has been arrested and is now on his way back to Naggarond." Aigirethe said respectfully, bending down and lowering his head.
Malekith was sitting in the throne room, his orange eyes flashing all the time, but he did not respond to Aigiresse. There was also a prototype of a device placed under the steps of the throne.
"Your Majesty, there is also news of military mobilization coming from Krakarond. The Chief Consul..." Egilese suddenly stopped mid-sentence. He keenly felt that if he finished this sentence , he may not be able to leave the throne room today.
Malekith's orange-red eyes, who were sitting on the throne, suddenly flashed with heat, and a majestic pressure made Aigirethe unable to breathe, as if he would suffocate in a second.
Aijerese's trembling legs could no longer support him, and he fell to his knees, his body curling up.
"Get out!"
Not long after Aijerese left, the heavy groan of the machine came from above the throne room, and soon the Eye of Destiny appeared.
Malekith slowly stood up from the throne. Since Darkus was gone, he rarely stood up from the throne, let alone moved. He walked slowly in front of Destiny.
"It seems that things are worse than I imagined."
There is a beginning and an end, I still want to write about the North
(End of this chapter)