Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

As night falls, the stars in the sky are dotted with a quiet blue and black, and the ancient Lazkoto Shwedagon Pagoda looks more solemn and solemn under the faint moonlight. The top of the pyramid, known as the "Star Observation Room", exudes an indescribable and mysterious atmosphere. Surrounding the stargazing room are two-headed statues of Razkoto, with their eyes closed as if in meditation, and their presence seems to make everything around them full of life and power.

The surface of the pond was sparkling, reflecting the stars and the bright moon in the sky, while Adohi Tehega's huge body sat quietly in it, as if blending with the water and the night sky. He didn't make any sound, but the entire stargazing room seemed to be echoing with his heavy and distant breath. His half-closed eyes were staring at the starry sky above, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was obviously thinking deeply. .

The skink waiters were busy silently on the sidelines, providing everything needed for the major events that were about to happen. Their movements were as light as the wind, and they did not dare to disturb the observations of their masters. The temple guards held ancient weapons and stood around the star observation room, like silent guardians. Suddenly, as if they had received some kind of instruction, they began to exit the star observation room in an orderly manner.

The Slann Demon Priests were located throughout the stargazing room, silent. Although their appearances vary, each Slann's eyes are as deep as the universe, seemingly able to penetrate time and space and look directly into the future and past. They gathered here not only to wait for the arrival of an important being, but also because the stars in the night sky had begun to change subtly, and the battle between the moon and the stars heralded the inevitable arrival of something.

A breeze blew by, making a rustling sound, as if nature itself was responding to this sacred gathering.

Adohi Tehega finally raised his eyes, his deep gaze crossing the night sky, seeming to catch some faint sign. The light of the silver moon shone on his body, reflecting his ancient skin, making him look like a part of the world.

"The stars... have arrived, and the wheel of the universe... has begun to turn!" He murmured in a low voice, as if these words were not only spoken to himself, but also to every Slann magic priest present.

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Darkos took a deep breath and looked up at the top of the Shwedagon Pagoda. This Great Pyramid was different from those giant buildings standing in the yellow sand of the South. Each stone step of the Great Pyramid of Razkoto is built extremely steeply, almost like a cliff that reaches into the sky, high and dangerous. Fortunately, he didn't have to climb up like the first time he went to Hesiota, but the shaking on the back of the giant snake made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

As the height gradually increased, he had to admit that he was already a little dizzy. He didn't think he was afraid of heights or lack of oxygen, but...snake-sickness. The snake's back rose and fell with each squirm, making his stomach churn. He tried to close his eyes to find relief, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the world around him seemed more turbulent.

"Master, stop, I want to get off the car, I want..."

He patted the robe that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and stepped on the solid ground again. He closed his eyes, felt the stability of the ground, and slowly adjusted his breathing. Soon, his dizziness subsided a little.

The Shwedagon Pagoda stands majestically in front of us. The stone steps seem to have been eroded by countless battles and wind and rain. They are ancient and solid, and every stone is shining with the traces of time.

The temple guards guarding both ends of the steps stood like statues. They were wearing Spicazuma's latest gold armor, and the gems inlaid on the armor sparkled in the sun. They held spears in their hands, expressionless faces, and their eyes shimmered under the light of gold and moonlight, as if they could see into the depths of the visitor's heart at any time.

He turned his head and looked at the giant snake that had stopped and waited. It was a shocking creature, winding and hovering on the stone steps.

The body of the giant snake is like a green water, covered with dense dark green scales. Each scale shines darkly in the dim light, as if it has been smeared with some kind of moist oil. The body, which is tens of meters long, stretches out to the stone steps of the pyramid like a huge green river. Every time its thick trunk rolls, the pyramid shakes slightly. Every movement declares its power that cannot be underestimated. .

Its tongue is slender and agile, and it sticks out from the split mouth from time to time, sensing the smell in the air and making a slight hissing sound. Whenever its scales rub against the ground, it makes a low sound like the scraping of stones. Its head was broad and flat, and its eyes were cold yellow. However, it was not looking at everything around it ruthlessly. Instead, it was looking at Darkus with an inexplicable look, as if asking why Darkius suddenly jumped. down.

"Hey! Brother, can you hear me? Nod Yes, no... Nod if you understand, shake your head if you don't understand."

Darkus stared at the huge figure of the giant snake and asked. He knew that the giant snake crawled out of the Sotek sacrificial pit in the city. It was not a wild monster. It was a legitimate Sotek system. .

At this moment, the giant snake's eyes were no longer asking, but were lowered, as if waiting for Darkus' order. After hearing Darkus' words, its head responded. It didn't shake its head or nod, but stood up.

"You...?" Darkus pointed at the snake's head with a look of despair on his face. Even though it was his first time seeing the giant snake, he was sure it was related to Sotek. He was a little confused about Sotek's mechanism. The giant snake he saw was different from Sotek's every time. There were snakes everywhere after he came to the Lustria continent.

Quiza has it, this one has it, and Itaza has it too. Maybe the first one he met in the Amazon River was also Sotek who knew he was coming and greeted him, but... he didn't know, and it was killed with a clang, and the snake head was made into a flag, which was kept by the flag bearer of Umaq's personal guard.

But it doesn't matter. What matters is that he didn't feel that something was observing the world through the eyes of the giant snake. These giant snakes looked at him like the instinct of creatures, not driven or controlled, but in fact... this is what confused him.

"Then what are you doing here? Forget it, just follow my instructions later." After shaking his head speechlessly, he sighed.

After speaking, he covered his eyes, teased the giant snake for a while, and then took a step.

When he was about to step into the astronomy room, he looked back at Chuku-Ta, who was still climbing hard with his hands and feet, and looked at the corner of the central square.

At each corner stood a tower, pyramid-like in appearance, but with steps so steep that even the Skinks had to climb on all fours. When the moonlight fell on the steps, he saw that they were like the undulating body of a snake, whose outline met the head sculpture at the top, revealing Sotek in stone and shadow.

He knew that when this happened, prisoners and sacrifices would be released from the tower base. The Skinks forced the captives up the steps to the priest of Sotek. The priest would raise his knife, praise Sotek, and then treat the captives as the Seer of T had treated the Skuk under Quetza, and then the Skinks would shout loudly as he had seen the Seer of T raise the Rat's head in Quetza. There was a beauty that could communicate with Har Ganthe in the north of the New World...

But now, the war between snakes and rats has returned to silence, the battlefield has shifted, and the Seer of T has gone to the jungles of the Southland to fight guerrilla warfare, and now the prisoners in the Moon City... all depend on uninvited adventurers.

The Moon City is an important node in the spiritual vein network. Its energy flow is like a silent symphony, passing through the air, stone, and even through the barrier of time.

This ancient temple city controls the purest power in the world with its sophisticated structure and unparalleled intelligent design. Energy flows through the city like a river, flowing perfectly, without any deviation or confusion, guided by the towering pyramids and star monuments. Starlight dances on the surface of energy, as if energy is part of the night sky.

He stood at the highest point of the Moon City, overlooking the entire Moon City. Under his feet is one of the most mysterious buildings in the world, and the starry sky in front of him merges with the earth. He can feel the subtle vibrations from the spiritual vein network, which is the power surge from the depths of the entire Lustria continent, passing through this city and injecting into the land where he stands. Every stone and every road here is part of the spiritual vein network, together forming this huge and complex energy field.

He closed his eyes, the breeze brushed across his face, and in the depths of his consciousness, there seemed to be an invisible traction gently plucking his nerves. It was a feeling that could not be described in words, like the stars whispering, and like the earth calling in silence.

The pyramids and star monuments seemed to come alive, connected into a seamless whole, like a nebula in the universe. Those seemingly static buildings were actually breathing and beating constantly, resonating with the land and the stars.

He vaguely felt that the Moon City was not only a spiritual vein node, but also a container of some more ancient and powerful power. The Moon City was like a seal, imprisoning some indescribable existence inside, waiting to awaken again one day.

It was the backup left by the ancient saints, the temple spacecraft!

He slowly opened his arms and felt the invisible power flowing in the air. He closed his eyes and let the breeze gently caress his face, as if he and this ancient city were perfectly integrated.

Then, he suddenly began to dance awkwardly, with light steps, like an elf guided by the stars. His body swayed naturally with the rhythm of the spirit vein. At this moment, he was no longer a simple individual, but a note in the symphony of the spirit vein of the Moon City, jumping with the invisible movement.

His steps were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if dancing with the world. His arms waved in the air like the wind, and his feet fluttered, causing slight ripples. At this moment, his mind was no longer bound by anything, his thoughts flew along with his dance steps, and time and space gradually dissipated in front of him.

His dance was only watched by the confused giant snake and the silent temple guards, but he didn't care. For him, this dance was a ritual of communication with the world, a way to express inner liberation. His steps turned and spun lightly, his body was like a feather in the wind, wrapped in moonlight and stars.

The power of the spirit vein seemed to dance with him, and every time he stepped down, he could feel the power quietly surging in his body. The subtle sense of traction also became clearer with his dance steps, as if he was walking along the veins of the spirit vein.

Suddenly, he stopped dancing, his feet firmly on the cold stone steps, his arms still slightly open. His chest rose and fell violently, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle. He slowly opened his eyes, turned around, looked back, looked back again, and took a step.

"Good guy."

Dakeus couldn't help muttering as he walked into the astrology room. He thought he was knowledgeable and had experienced all kinds of storms and waves. But the scene in front of him really shocked him.

He stood there, as if possessed by a toad, his eyes wide open. A whole room of toads, or to be exact, nearly a hundred Slann magic priests, all sat cross-legged on the carriage, staring at the sky intently, as if they were holding some kind of secret meeting or performing some kind of ritual. However, from his perspective, the scene was simply like a pot of toad soup. Who could tell who was who?

The astrologer's room should have been a sacred and solemn place, with the starry sky above his head like a vast universe, but at this moment, Dakuus felt as if he had strayed into a huge pond. Those Slann were all bloated, with shiny skin, and the flesh whiskers around their mouths trembled slightly, like a group of toads waiting to be fed.

The corners of his mouth twitched. If a comet really fell from the sky at this time, I'm afraid the lizardmen would directly type "GG" in laughter.

He coughed lightly to calm himself down, but soon he couldn't hold it anymore. Chuku-Ta, who was trotting behind him and the giant snake, ran in.

"What kind of combination is this?"

He, the giant snake, and the skinks who shouted yes, yes, came to this station! What kind of combination is this? He represents Umaq, the giant snake represents Sotek, so should Chuku-Ta represent that one? Isn't this complete?

Unfortunately, he can't talk to Sotek now, otherwise he really needs to ask what the relationship between Sotek and the Horned Rat is?

According to the Age of Sigmar, the Horned Rat represents the opposite of the four Chaos Gods. Ratmen like to kill, but not because of anger. Ratmen like tricks and tricks, but they never do it for change. Ratmen spread disease and corruption, but not for rebirth. Ratmen devour and destroy, but never for pleasure and indulgence. Isn't this a natural counter to the four Chaos Gods.

The Horned Rat and Sotek, one is the left, the other is the right, two cards?

Perhaps according to the great plan of the Old Ones, Sotek will devour the Horned Rat, complete the final evolution, and then kill the four Chaos Gods one by one?

Maybe Sotek failed to evolve or the progress bar stagnated for a long time, and then the east is not bright and the west is bright. Extreme methods can't deal with the four Chaos Gods, so try another extreme method. The Horned Rat has risen with the help of hundreds of millions of ratmen. Is it disgusting the four Chaos Gods in another way?

He was not sure whether his thinking was correct. He had to ask Sotek or the Horned Rat, or the Old Saints who knew about it?

The Old Saints could create lizardmen, so there was no reason why they couldn't create Skaven ratmen. He looked at the Slann who raised their heads and looked up at the sky. In his cognition, the Old Saints were likely to do this, but it was too... cruel.

If his thinking was correct, he could only hope that these things were decided by individuals among the Old Saints, not by the group. He looked at the giant snake coiled up beside him, looking at the giant snake that looked at him. He realized one thing, the times have changed, now is the new Old Saint era, the era of him, the Pope of Lustria and the Southland Jungle and the King of Athel Loren, and later it may be the era of him and Sotek.

"Since we have chosen this path, we must go on. We must love them. God loves the world, doesn't he?" He sighed and said to the giant snake earnestly.

Looking at the giant snake that did not react at all, he sighed again, but he did not expect the giant snake to respond to him. What he said to the giant snake was more about himself.

Soon there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him. He turned his head and saw that Chuku-Ta had finally climbed up. He did not need to embarrass Chuku-Ta. He tilted his head at Chuku-Ta who was obviously in a panic and at a loss as to what to do. Chuku-Ta ran away as if he had been pardoned after receiving his signal. He ran to the corner and joined another skin lizard huddled in the corner.

In the entire astrology room, except for Dakuus and the giant snake, there were only Slann. Of course, there were some other existences. Three skin lizards were present, namely Taito Ikao, Chuku-Ta and Paka. The high-ranking Teto Ika was a participant, after all, he even sat on the scepter, while Chuku-Ta and Paka were recorders.

In each temple city, the main priests and servants would hold meetings in the Inscription Room of the Great Pyramid Temple regularly to discuss the meaning of the tablets in light of recent revelations. When the Slann were inactive, these collective deliberations became the main means of decision-making. The name of this meeting was the "Voice Round Table", and Chuku-Ta and Paka were responsible for supervising the Voice Round Table of the Moon City together. The latter was the only non-Skink priest allowed to attend the meeting as a scribe.

Now this meeting was destined to be a big deal, and recorders would definitely be needed.

Then, he climbed onto the coiled body of the giant snake, found a relatively comfortable position, and sat down directly, leaning his back against the giant snake's upright spine, that is, the neck. For him, for such a meeting, the place he chose was the most suitable place for him to be, and in this case, he would not sit on Master Ma's scepter.

Speaking of Master Ma, he cast his eyes out, and it took him a long time to see Master Ma in the pile of toads. However, telepathy failed. Master Ma ignored him and continued to look up at the sky.

The whole scene had an indescribable sense of humor, which he could not describe. Was the observatory like a pond? A group of clams squatted on the lotus leaves, their jaws moving constantly, looking up at the sky.

He also raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, he knew why he was so embarrassed just now. (End of this chapter)