Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

After the man nodded and backed away, Jon Skyland took a step forward, swung his fist and hit Sebastian in the face. The huge force caused the glass bottle in his hand to explode. The liquid was sprinkled on Sebastian's forehead. Under the influence of gravity, the liquid flowed towards Sebastian's eyes and flowed down his cheeks.

Sebastian, who was originally arrogant, was no longer arrogant. He covered his face burned by sulfuric acid, slapping, scratching, and struggling. The foam produced by sulfuric acid hissed on his face and between his fingers. The burned skin bled, and blood flowed down his face and between his fingers.

Skylan showed no sign of moving, and the person standing next to Sebastian quickly stepped away after seeing that it was sulfuric acid.

Sebastian stumbled forward with heavy steps. His body was shaky, his steps were unsteady, and he kept roaring and screaming. But his screams were drowned out by the sound of music that enveloped the entire venue, like a touch of color in a gorgeous picture, wrapped in music, diluting his screams.

As the sulfuric acid flowed into Sebastian's mouth, flowed into his throat, dripped down his chin and onto his body, his screams became shriller and more desperate. However, all this seemed to merge with the music in the venue, as if it was the beginning of a dance of death, and he made a warm-up for the events that would be recorded in history. Under the rhythm of the music, his body danced unconsciously, but this was not a happy dance, but a desperate and painful struggle.

Sebastian's fingers were dissolved by sulfuric acid and turned into a pool of bloody pain. After the gap between the finger bones was exposed, there was his missing right cheek. The face and hand gradually merged into one under the ruthless erosion. The blood and bones mixed and dissolved, turning into a horrifying mass of fragments. The attack of sulfuric acid did not stop. Hot pustules appeared on his cheeks, chin and neck. As the sulfuric acid continued to melt, blisters bubbled up, sizzling and spittle flew.

Anger burned in Sebastian's remaining eyes, with despair and pain in the flames, while the other eye disappeared forever, and the place burned by sulfuric acid was dark, as if it was an eternal wound. It will never heal. His body was still struggling in severe pain, his screams were still covered by the noise mixed with the music, and his pain and despair seemed to be drowned in this dance of death.

"You killed my wife! Death is not enough for you!"

After admiring it for a moment, Skylan suddenly took half a step back. He took out the hand crossbow from the belt under his robe. While roaring, he pressed the mechanism on the hand crossbow at Sebastian, and an arrow with feathers The rod appeared on Sebastian's chest, and the huge force of the shot made Sebastian fall directly to the ground.

The arrow shaft penetrated deeply into Sebastian's chest, blood spurted out, and his roar suddenly stopped, replaced by a burst of dead silence. Although the sound stopped, he did not give up the struggle. His body twitched and twisted on the floor. He grabbed the arrow with his sulfuric acid-eroded hands and tried to pull the arrow out with force.

"Kill him, I have to say, he... looks really ugly."

Herman, who had been standing between Skylan and Sebastian before moving away, pulled out a knife from his back and threw it to Sebastian. After Sebastian touched the handle, he said.

"That's true." As Sebastian said, he came to Sebastian who was lying on the ground. He raised the knife, and under the silent gaze of the people around him, he stabbed the knife into Sebastian. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and rotated it in a circle. After Sebastian's wound became wider, he pulled out the knife again.

"No, no, no! Witch hunter, you are too immature. What you did is wrong. Remember, the heart is the weakness of humans, not vampires. You have to chop off his head." Hel Man first looked at Sebastian who was lying on the ground, then raised his head and shook his head at Skylan.

Skylan hesitated for a moment. He didn't understand why the guy in front of him did this. Aren't they together?

While he was thinking, Sebastian suddenly stood up from the ground. The skin around his cheeks and chin had melted, but an angry expression could still be seen, showing sharp fangs and waving his claws blindly towards Skye. Grab him in the direction of Lan.

Skylan took a step to the side, then took a step back, and then the blade drew an arc of death in mid-air. The scimitar first cut off Sebastian's hand, and then slashed at Sebastian's back. neck, cutting Sebastian's spine.

Sebastian's severed head fell to the floor, where it began to dance and spin like an out-of-control top. Although the head has left the body, the movements still maintain a strange vitality. The blood stains on the floor were unusually sparse. The blood in the arteries did not spurt out, but flowed slowly, almost to a very small amount. Finally, someone stepped on his head, preventing it from spinning again.

Although this scene happened close at hand, the music players did not notice it at all. They were still concentrating on playing, completely unaware that the shadow of death had fallen around them.

Skylan dropped the knife. He looked at the corpse that had ruined his life. In his opinion, the final revenge was not as sweet as he thought. Killing and revenge did not bring him enough satisfaction. He looked at the face corroded by sulfuric acid. The sulfuric acid was still fermenting, and hissing sounds continued to come out. The acid burned the fat under the skin. He knew that over time, the sulfuric acid would eat away all the soft tissue and dissolve the brain, leaving only a clean skull.

"Do you...do you have any personal grudges? I can feel that you hate him very much." Herman, who had thrown the knife to Sebastian, took a step forward and then asked.

"Yes."

"It looks like it's over? Have you completed your revenge?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, very good, I have to say, you did a good job, but he is my person." Herman said while pointing at Sebastian, he looked at Skylan who was facing him and then said, "I The person has done something wrong and has some grudge against you. I can completely respect this. After all, this is revenge. But you have left a trouble. The trouble I am talking about is not him, but them. You are in front of I killed my people in front of me, my people are watching, I can’t let you go like nothing happened, do you understand?”

"I know."

"Okay, very good, but... you didn't ask me for mercy, and I respect that."

"I'm not afraid of death. When I came here tonight, I never thought about leaving alive. He's dead. That's enough for me. Everything else is irrelevant. I've accomplished what I want to do. From now on, My life has no purpose, maybe, the sooner I die, the sooner I can reunite with my wife."

"So...this is your story? I understand, he killed your wife, and you came to seek revenge from him. What is your name?"

"Jon Skyland."

"Listen, Jon Skyland. You killed my people in front of me, and like I said before, you've given me a problem, a serious problem."

"Then kill me!"

"That's the key to the problem. Just like you showed, I don't think killing you can hurt you or solve the problem, because you said it yourself, you want to die, and you have completed your revenge here. , you have done everything for the one you love, so... killing you won't bring me anything, such as justice?"

Skylan was stunned there. He was thinking about what Herman said. For a moment, he actually thought that what Herman said made sense. Just as he was thinking, he saw Stephen coming out from behind the door next to him. Stephen Finding another path in the hall, he could see the hand crossbow in Stephen's hand through the crack in the door. He shook his head, he hoped Stephen could understand what he meant, he didn't want to see Stephen rush out, this was not what he wanted. He has done everything, and now he just wants to end himself, not his brother-in-law, so that he will not be able to explain to his wife when he sees her.

After shaking his head, Skylan turned around and looked at the guests participating in the Dance of Death from a height. He knew that he wanted to attract attention so that the people around him would not see Stephen hiding at the door.

"Their time is coming, but you... Jon Skyland? What should you do? I have to admit to you, I want to kill you, but as it is now, I can't do it, kill you It can't solve the problem." Herman followed Skylan's gaze towards the venue, and his voice accompanied the music and reached Skylan's ears.

"Then do what you want to do, I've said it, I've accomplished my mission."

As Skylan finished speaking, the music in the venue fell into silence for a moment.

"No, you didn't. Remember, this is just the beginning." Herman thought for a moment and said with a smile. After waiting, his mouth opened wide, revealing the fangs in his mouth.

During the pauses in the music's silence, Vlad's heirs laughed loudly, laughing and laughing, their smiles disappearing, their fangs bared, their faces changing, their cheekbones raised, their faces as beastly faces appeared. The chin lengthened and the lines of the ears became pointed.

Along with animalistic roars, screams began to ring out in the venue.

Herman lunged at Skylan, grabbed Skylan's hair, and then pulled Skylan's head back, exposing her neck. In this way, he held Skylan in his arms, and then he bit his fangs into the soft muscles of Skylan's neck, sucking and eating greedily.

In the first few seconds, Skylan struggled desperately, flailing his limbs in an attempt to break free from Herman's grasp. But with the loss of blood in his body, his will to survive is constantly disintegrating. The frequency of waving his limbs is getting slower and slower. He can feel that his consciousness is losing, and his memory is split into countless fragments. Happy childhood, A happy life with his wife, sadness, happiness, anger and confusion, all he could think of.

Skylan knew this was death. He could feel the warm, viscous liquid moistening his mouth, his blood mixing with Herman's. When Herman was satisfied, he roared, then pushed his limp body along the railing and threw him into the revelry of the venue.

Stephen took this opportunity to open the door and started shooting at Hermann's men. One of the arrows was knocked away by him and flew into the venue, while the other pierced the neck of the men.

However, the man did not fall. He looked around first, then reached out and pulled out the crossbow bolt from his neck. The crossbow bolt did not cause fatal damage to him, and a small amount of blood oozed from the torn wound. His face changes as he growls.

Stephen originally wanted to save Skylan, but when he saw that nothing could be done, he turned around and fled from the second floor.

"Ah, the first blood has been drawn. Yes. Yes! Reveal yourself. Unleash the beast within! The celebrations can truly begin! Drink! Drink the bar of humanity! Drink!"

"Ah, first blood, yes, yes! Reveal yourself, unleash the beast, and the celebrations can truly begin! Drink! Drink! Drink!" Vlad's voice broke through the chaos.

From behind the fence above the venue, von Carstein's vampires leaped over the balcony railing and pounced on the guests, and the slaughter began.

Skylan, who was lying on the ground unable to move, witnessed the massacre. He didn't know whether the people who jumped from the second floor were still humans. Their faces had turned into beasts, and their hearts had also turned into beasts. People around him kept dying, and from time to time some fleeing people would step on him. Wherever he looked, there were atrocities and death, full of blood and desolation, a veritable dance of death.

Skylan could see that Vlad was among them, but unlike the other beasts, Vlad's face did not change and he did not join the carnival queue. However, unlike Vlad, Isabella was frantically tasting blood and devoting herself to the killing. Her luxurious dress was soaked with the blood of the guests who came to participate in the dance of death.

The massacre continued, and after a few minutes, all the guests were dead. It was not until the end that Herman appeared in the venue. He walked among the corpses. In Skylan's view, he didn't care who or what these corpses were. After he glanced at Skylan, he then Look at Isabella who is eating.

"Is this all what you want? Countess." Herman's voice sounded in the venue.

"Of course, there is more." Isabella, who was kneeling on the ground to eat, replied, her face covered with blood. After she finished speaking, she stopped eating, but jumped up and came to the high platform. . The sculpture that showed her beauty fell to the ground in the chaos. She did not lift the sculpture, but knelt on the ground, staring at the face she had not seen for a long time.

"Do you think I'm beautiful? Herman."

"Ma'am, that's not fair." Herman replied after pondering for a moment.

"What do you think?"

"There is no doubt in my mind that he is a master... Come on, the Count is waiting for you."

Isabella nodded and found a path through the venue full of corpses, like a butterfly flying among the flowers, and then disappeared from Skylan's sight.

After a long time, the guests in the venue twisted their bodies, as if life had returned to their bodies, and the eternal rest of their souls had been taken away. Vlad's magic brought them back, but it was different from before. Yes, they are just a group of dominated zombies.

Of course, except for Jon Skyland, he also stood up with the zombies. He could taste the blood mixed with his own tongue. He could feel the pain of hunger. He stood up with burning hunger. It was the vampire's curse, and he understood at that moment what Herman had done to him. He knew what kind of person he had become, and finally understood the tragedy.

Following the death of his wife, Skylan died once, seven years ago as a farmer. Now, he is dead again, dying in the dance of death as a witch hunter. But he did not really die. This is the real tragedy. His last peace was ruthlessly taken away by Herman. Whether in this life or the next life, he will never be reunited with his wife again.

Jon Skyland let out a roar of agony, his screams splitting a night destined to go down in history in two.

"In the winter of 2010, Essen in Sylvania, he was in Otilia's army, you know what happened then. He died and I tried to invite him, that he should join me, but everything It was too late, I killed him, I bit his neck and sucked his blood. As you can imagine, he didn't become a vampire, he died. A lot of things happened at that time that I need to tell you. Do you listen?" Skylan, who broke free from the memories, said after pondering for a moment, his tone and attitude seemed as if he was not killing Stephen, but something else.

Stephen was a friend of William III, but Skelland's tone seemed indifferent to Stephen's death, only a little indifferent. He felt the anger and sadness inside him, and his eyes burned with angry fire.

It was the first time that Darkus saw William III losing his temper. Standing next to William III, he clearly felt the anger and sadness in him. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed William III who was about to pounce on Skyland.

"You monster! Monster! Why did you do this? What did he do wrong?" William III, who was hugged by Darkus, was still trying to pounce on Skylan. While struggling, he shouted angrily , questioned, coughing.

"Oh, you are so innocent, aren't you? I tried to make him succumb to my will, but he refused." Skylan had already stood up from the ground, he said to William III, and after finishing speaking, he looked at William Darkus after the third life. He already felt something at this time, he had no chance, he was ready.

"You're such a freak!"

"I'm a wolf!"

"Then what am I? A lamb?" When Darkus said this, he used his heels as the starting point, turned his body, and handed the still struggling William III to the Druchi who came up to help.

Skylan said nothing more. He closed his eyes and whistled. The tune he whistled was one he heard in Sylvania when he was a witch hunter. The tune was called "Beautiful Isabella" ”, a love song, a tragedy.

"Isabella blooms like a flower, with love intertwined and heartbeats resonating, but the hand of fate is approaching quietly."

"She was plagued by illness, and her fair skin slowly withered in the embrace of her lover. Her gentle plea echoed in the air, begging him to save her, even if death was imminent."

"In that long night, More's shadow stretched forward. Sad tears flowed between his lips as he approached the beautiful Isabella."

"Even though he knew his love was irretrievable, he still leaned forward and kissed her soul. More moved on, and as she lay dying, her love remained."

Blowing and blowing, Skelland sang, just as he had done in Essen, just as he had done before Altdorf, when he was accustomed to play or sing this while walking in the procession of the dead. A ballad.

"My friend, remember, anger, hatred, these are emotions, and emotions can only bring weakness." After Darkus finished speaking, he patted William III on the shoulder, and William III turned his head when he calmed down. After looking at him, he nodded towards William III. Then he took out the leaf hammer hanging on his belt and took a step forward.

"You and him... I often hear him say this, and I always think it makes sense."

"It's different, he is him and I am me! And, I'm only telling half the story, anger and hatred are indeed emotions, but they are also a power! The key is how to harness this power, if you let anger and hatred control If they control you, they will become your weakness and you will be dominated by them. But if you can control them and turn them into motivation, then they will become your sharp sword and help you achieve your goals." Darkwu Si's words are full of power and wisdom. He does not simply deny emotions.

"Elf, I admit that you are right, but it is no longer important to me. I know what you are going to do next. I am tired of this endless dance of death. Let it end once and for all. I'm ready for my third death."

"It's like you said, it's over, Jon Skylan, everything is over, can you see the darkness?" While shaking the leaf hammer in his hand, Darkus issued a cold greeting. , his voice seemed to be a soul-calling sound coming from the depths of More's Hades.

"No, nothing, I can't feel anything." Skylan shook his head and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"May you find peace and may you be reunited with your wife, Jon Skyland."

"I no longer care about her!"

The roar echoed in the cell, and Darkus swung the leaf hammer and hit Skylan's forehead. Under the violent blow, Skylan's head fell back. He didn't hold back, and he had already mastered Walter's legendary leaf hammer very skillfully, and then hit Skylan's head with another heavy blow. When Skylan fell, he was still swinging the leaf hammer. The hammer was like a meat hammer. Under his swing, Skylan's head became bloody.

Skylan did not resist from the beginning to the end. Whether he was standing or lying down, he always had a smile on his face. Even though his flesh and blood were bloody, he still had a smile on his face.

Darkus noticed Skylan's smile, which may be that Skylan was reunited with his wife. The leaf hammer in his hand swung again, completing the final blow.

"Lisbeth." Skylan whispered his wife's name, and then he breathed his last.

Legendary vampire Jon Skylan von Carstein is dead, meeting his third and final death. (End of chapter)