Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

One month ago, Ulthuan.

As the eagle ship smoothly left the dock and sailed towards the Sapphire Gate, Eldan, standing at the bow, was overwhelmed with emotion. The morning sun shone on the sparkling sea, like countless gems dancing, and the clouds in the sky were reflected in warm gold. The breeze blew gently, pushing the white sails and making them swell, like a pair of eagles spreading their wings and ready to fly.

He took a deep breath of the sea breeze and controlled himself not to look behind him. Because he knew that his brother Keliel was standing at the stern, waving goodbye to Rianna standing on the dock.

The cargo hold of each ship was filled with horses, food, grain, fresh water and weapons, everything needed for the expedition to Naggaroth. There was also a box wrapped in oilskin with a mysterious sealing spell on it, which contained nearly three hundred magic arrows.

Thinking of the magic arrows, Eldan's inner surge disappeared, replaced by loss, because this was a gift from Rianna's father, a wedding gift. The thought filled his heart with ashes, but he knew the magic arrows were valuable and would be of great help in this raid.

The Sapphire Gate at the entrance to the lagoon slowly opened as the ship passed under the shadow of the huge statues of the First Phoenix King and the Everqueen. The gate was a gleaming building, made of shining silver and inlaid with sapphires as big as human heads. It opened just as the ship approached.

Beyond the Sapphire Gate, a pilot ship waited, ready to guide the ship across the magically altered sandbank that protected the Lothern Strait from attack.

As the ship entered the wide waterway flanked by white cliffs, Eldan adjusted his mood and felt excited about the journey ahead. His eyes swept to both sides, and along the waterway stood a series of defensive fortresses, with eagle claw ballistas mounted on solid stone walls, and these towering fortifications looked even more majestic in the morning light. The sea guards guarding the strait were dressed in exquisite armor, quietly guarding this barrier. There was no doubt that these guards and fortifications were almost impenetrable barriers.

As the waterway gradually narrowed, the ship slowly sailed towards the great Emerald Gate. The huge bronze door was tightly attached to the cliffs, embedded with glittering emeralds, symbolizing its pricelessness and solidity. As the pilot boat led the ship closer, the heavy hinges made a low roar and slowly pulled the magnificent door.

The opening of the door was like the unveiling of an ancient ceremony, and the vast ocean greeted the ship. The sailors blew the horn, and the sea guards on both sides cheered loudly, blessing the warriors on their journey.

The ship continued to move forward, passed the huge Emerald Gate, and the gate behind it closed silently. At this moment, Eldan's eyes caught the figure of the Splendid Tower.

This magnificent lighthouse stands on a rocky island in the sea, like a silent guardian, overlooking the entrance to the bay. The magnificent tower and the blue ocean interweave to form a breathtaking picture. Thousands of lights that never go out burn on the top of the lighthouse, illuminating the entire sea area. The base of the tower is surrounded by powerful fortifications, and fortresses equipped with eagle claw crossbows surround it. In each fortress, there are hundreds of sea guards on standby, guarding this lighthouse that symbolizes glory and light.

"It's magnificent." Kelly came to the bow, stood side by side with Eldan, and stared into the distance.

"Yes, it is." Eldan responded in a low voice, his eyes stayed on the lighthouse, his mood was complicated and heavy.

A moment of silence spread between the two, as if there was an invisible wind between them. Although they are brothers and were once close, the atmosphere now makes them feel an unspeakable gap.

"Eldan..." Kelly looked at Eldan, frowned slightly, and seemed to want to say something, but the words stayed on his lips. In the end, he hesitated and said it.

"What's wrong?"

"I just want to say that I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Rianna sooner. I wanted to tell you earlier, really."

"It doesn't matter now." Eldan suppressed his emotions and tried to appear calm.

"It doesn't matter?" There was obvious relief in Kaelil's voice.

"Yes, it doesn't matter anymore." Eldan shook his head.

"I don't know if I can return to Ulthuan." Kaelil smiled nervously, then leaned over the side of the ship and watched the Brilliant Tower gradually disappear in the distance.

The wind blew the sails, the speed of the ship increased, and the spires of Lothern disappeared on the horizon.

"What do you mean?"

"I've been having nightmares lately, brother." Kaelil didn't answer immediately, as if he was considering whether to say what was in his heart, but in the end he said it.

"What kind of nightmare?" Eldan asked.

"I don't remember the specific content of the dream when I woke up, but I heard the voice of Molaig in every dream."

Eldan didn't say anything.

"I'm afraid that she holds my fate in her hands, I'm afraid that she has decided that my life is about to end."

"It's just a dream, Kaelil." Eldan comforted.

"Maybe, but I'm afraid... I'm afraid that these dreams foreshadow my fate in Naggaroth."

Eldan was about to say something, but Kaelil's words interrupted him.

"I want you to promise me something, Eldan."

"What do you want me to promise?"

"If... If I don't come back from Naggaroth, promise me that you will take care of Rianna."

"Rhianna?" Erdan was obviously surprised.

"Yes, I know she still cares about you, so if I die, promise me you will take care of her."

"Of course, I will. Brother, you can rest assured." Erdan smiled.

Now, Naggaroth, Krakarond.

Night shrouded the cold land, and although the horses tramped silently through the tall vines, Eldan was still sure that they would be discovered by Druch at any time. The cries of slaves floated in the cold night wind, like ethereal ghosts. The fallen slaves were abandoned because of exhaustion. They huddled on the ground and trembled so much that they could not tell the difference between Asur and Druch.

Both are elves, both legendary immortals, and both legendary demons.

As the team gradually approached the goal, Erdan could occasionally see Druch's body lying among the vines, his throat slit by the shadow warriors wandering in front of the team. He took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Every second brought him closer to his goal and closer to being discovered. Now, however, they were in the sheltered vineyard, and he could see through the vines that the entrance to the shipyard was less than five hundred meters away.

The ground was dilapidated but relatively flat, with hundreds of slaves sleeping huddled together. There were no fires for warmth or blankets to cover them, but he knew that these poor creatures were his key to entering the shipyard. Farther away, an open portal was embedded in a fence of sharpened stakes, flanked by tall watchtowers.

Eldan turned and looked behind him, making sure the warriors behind him were ready, arrows cocked, swords unsheathed, but...

"Are we ready?" Kelly asked softly as he leaned over. He held a bow in his hand, a beautiful long bow inlaid with pearls, exuding the aura of magic.

"Yes, we are ready." Erdan recognized that it was Rianna's bow, and he clenched his teeth subconsciously.

"Good luck, brother," Kelly said, holding out his hand.

"Good luck to you too." Erdan looked down at Kelil's palm, the skin roughened by the hot burns, the silver oath ring shining in the dark. After hesitating for a second, he held Kelly's hand tightly.

"Then give the order, brother."

Erdan drew his sword and shouted an order to Lotharin, who immediately jumped out from the cover of the vines and rushed straight towards the trembling slaves. The Erion Marauders who received the order followed closely behind, screaming loudly and riding closer.

Five hundred meters, arriving in an instant.

The ground shook with the sound of horse hooves as the charge began.

The awakened slaves screamed in terror. They saw hundreds of knights running towards them. Some curled up like a crying fetus, while others stretched out their arms and ran towards the charging team, thinking that the team was coming to rescue. Their angels. But just as Erdan had planned, most of the slaves bolted in blind fear toward the entrance to the shipyard, fleeing the approaching ranks.

After a while, Druchi appeared with a torch and a whip, roaring and asking what happened. But soon, they sensed the enemy's arrival.

Hysterical shouts, injured wails, and slaves' shouts of fear were all mixed together in an instant. The Druchi who appeared first was shot through the throat or pierced in the eye socket by the shadow warrior's arrow, but more soldiers came out. Seeing this scene, Erdan knew that these soldiers wearing high helmets, armor, and holding spears, mercers, and repeating crossbows were the force guarding the shipyard.

He acknowledged that the soldiers were well-trained to react to the chaos as soon as it began. But desperate slaves flocked to the fence, preventing the soldiers from organizing an effective defense. He saw an officer with a half-moon decoration on his helmet waving his weapon, shouting and organizing. Without thinking, he directly raised the bow in his hand, then drew the bow and shot an arrow. The arrow drew a parabola in the dark mid-air. A precise hit hit the shouting officer.

Immediately afterwards, the arrows of the Elion pillagers passed by like a swift wind, shooting down more Druki. Then they broke into the slaves and charged into the enemy lines.

The hand-to-hand combat began. The marauders kept thrusting their spears and the blades flew up and down. Many Druch soldiers fell during the attack. Blood and screams filled the night sky. Chaos spread quickly from the entrance. A group of furious slaves took the opportunity to take revenge and scattered around the shipyard, shouting and tearing down everything they could find.

But the Drukhi soldiers were not given in vain. Although the centurion died, they were well-trained and did not collapse or flee in panic. They formed formations either spontaneously or under the organization of the captain. In an instant, countless defensive positions consisting of a few people or a team were formed. The fearful spearmen holding contradictions formed a semicircular peripheral defense line, with gloomy swordsmen holding swords and shields on both sides, and the core It is the black sharp crossbowmen who formed the shooting position.

The fear spearmen raised their spears at an angle, stabbing the slaves who dared to approach and the cavalry who rushed over. The sad swordsmen either chopped down the enemies in front of them, or took up positions to fill the gap left after the fear spearmen fell. The vacant position below. The company's crossbowmen kept shooting, shooting the crossbow arrows in their quivers at the approaching cavalry.

Alarm bells and bugles sounded, and more Druch soldiers rushed out from the distant barracks.

"Follow me!" Erdan shouted after deflecting the incoming crossbow bolts, and quickly passed through the wild, whirling melee.

Despite the constant howling of the marauders falling from their horses, they obeyed Eldan's orders with discipline and speed, and continued to move forward through the screaming slaves. They passed through the lines of the Duruchi soldiers like a whirlwind and continued to move forward.

The stench of the ocean was pungent and unpleasant. Eldan held his breath and guided Lothalin on his knees, while continuously shooting arrow after arrow at any Duruchi who dared to stand between him and his target.

Kelil followed Eldan, shooting down the Duruchi warriors quickly and easily, and the magic bow in his hand could always accurately find the weaknesses of the Duruchi armor.

Soon, the marauders rushed through the Duruchi lines and approached the shipyard. Eldan, the leader, found a tall arched building, and he saw that it was filled with neatly arranged wooden planks ready to be used to build the hull. He pulled a magic arrow from his deerskin quiver, aimed at the wood, released the bowstring, and the arrow shot into the pile of planks with a bang.

As soon as the arrow hit the wood, a ball of scorching flames immediately broke out, and the hot orange flames quickly spread from the impact point. In a moment, the entire pile of wood was engulfed in flames, and the flames burned wildly in the building, and thick black smoke swirled up.

"This is a good wedding gift, isn't it?" Kelil shouted loudly, with smugness and pride in his voice.

Eldan didn't say anything, but he had to admit that the fire magic attached to these magic arrows was indeed very powerful.

Within a few minutes, the timber reserves of the newly built shipyard were engulfed in flames, and the shipbuilding materials were reduced to ash in an instant.

Eldan was filled with wild excitement, and he shot more Duruchi, but he also knew that this momentum could not last long. Soon, Duruchi would organize an effective defense, and if he and his warriors were trapped in the shipyard, they would all die here.

As the foul sea-smell grew stronger, the stone streets opened up to a huge wharf in the distance. Several marauding ships were anchored in the dark sea, their smooth and deadly hulls adorned with jagged blades, and the area near the ships was filled with boxes, barrels, and coils of hemp rope.

At this moment, Eldan looked back. Although the marauders had rushed to the wharf, they were not unscathed. Dozens of war horses had lost their riders, and many warriors who were still fighting were covered in blood. He saw Kelir again. Kelir was still alive, but he had a shallow wound on his leg, otherwise he was fine.

"Spread out! Use magic arrows to burn as many of those ships as possible. When you hear me blow the signal to retreat, leave immediately, don't hesitate. We will meet at the top of the ridge where this glorious operation began! Now, move!" he shouted, taking the hunting horn from his saddle and holding it high.

The marauders cheered and scattered along the wharf, running wildly along the piers and docks connecting the moored ships. Eldan, Kelil, and ten warriors rushed to a wide pier on the left, their arrows piercing the night sky, shooting at the sailors who had reacted and launched a counterattack from the side of the ship, and the flames rose into the sky. The pillagers used the few magic arrows in their hands effectively.

Eldan knew that no matter what happened next, this trip to Naggaroth would be considered a victory. He fired a magic arrow at a pillager, and when the arrow burst into flames, he laughed at the tension of release.

As the pillagers rampaged through the maze of piers, more and more ships burned. The druchi engulfed by the flames wailed and jumped into the water from the burning ships, but Eldan had no mercy, only the desire to kill more evil druchi.

Ahead, a group of druchi soldiers appeared, holding spears and messers in formation. Behind them were the crossbowmen who had formed a firing position, but what frightened Eldan was that a Harvester crossbow mount had been set up in the middle of the firing position, and arrows flashing with cold light were pointed directly at the team.

Before he could shout, deadly arrows poured down on his position. He cried out in pain, and an arrow pierced the flesh of his biceps, but the wound was not deep, and the arrow did not get stuck, just a scratch. But the warriors beside him were not as lucky as him. Six riders were shot through by deadly arrows and fell from the saddle, and a warrior who was hit in the chest by the crossbow flew directly off the horse.

Duruchi shouted something, but Eldan could not hear it. The crackling of the flames and the roar of the horses' hooves on the wood covered everything. Soon, another wave of arrows came, and three more warriors fell.

Two flashes of light flashed on Kelil's bow. Eldan saw two magic arrows shot into the Duruch line. The magic flame exploded, and a huge fireball gushed out, throwing the crossbowmen who were shooting into the air, and the Reaper crossbows that were still loading were also blown to pieces. The Duruchs were knocked to the ground by the impact of the explosion, and the remaining predators launched a ruthless charge, killing the Duruch before he could react.

Eldan and Kelil galloped among the Duruch warriors, their swords flashing in the firelight, and they kept killing the Duruch. A Duruch who climbed up stabbed at Eldan with a spear. He tried his best to twist his mount, but the spear still pierced his calf, and blood flowed down his leg. He screamed in pain and turned around with all his strength, trying to fight back with his sword, but the crazy Duruch moved faster and stabbed his heart with a spear.

"Follow me, brother, hurry up!" A sharp sword suddenly split the spear, and sawdust flew out. Then, Kelliel's spinning slash cut off Duruchi's head. He shouted, turned around and rode his horse to the depths of the wide pier.

Erdan gasped for breath, watching blood spurting out from Druch's neck and falling to the ground. At this moment, he realized how close he had been to death. The team had gone far enough, several ships were burning, and their goal was achieved.

Yes, the time has come.

He took off the hunting horn from the saddle and blew three rising notes, followed by a long, low and mournful sound. This strange sound spread throughout the pier on the south bank of the Red Poison River, even overshadowing the roar of the fire. The sound of ship planks cracking and the screams of the dying.

Just as arranged before, the raiders who heard the sound of the trumpet began to retreat, retreating in the direction from which they came.

"My lord, your brother!?" one of the marauders shouted above the din.

"I know. I'll pick him up. You leave immediately! Now!" Erdan responded, but the soldier in front of him did not turn around and leave. He could feel the soldier's hesitation. He had to obey the lord's order and protect the lord. Struggle between. After seeing the dilemma faced by the warriors, he laughed and said, "Your loyalty makes me proud, but if I let my warriors die because of my brother's stupidity, then I am not a good lord. Let's go." !”

The soldier nodded, turned his horse, and ran towards the shipyard as hard as he could. Then Eldan also turned around and shouted, chasing Kelil. During the chase, he heard the sound of arrows whizzing by. Although it was difficult to hit him at such a distance, he knew that there were more and more Druch soldiers. All it takes is one lucky arrow to knock him or his horse down.

However, instead of worrying about being hit by arrows, he was more curious about what drove Kelil to continue moving forward. Could it be that Kunos' wild spirit possessed him?

"Asshole! What are you doing? Didn't you hear the signal to retreat?"

Under the light of the fire, he saw Kelil fighting in the shadows with a group of Druchi warriors. The Druchi surrounded Kelil, but Kelil seemed to be possessed by Kunos, and the sword light was like mercury. Lu Qi stabbed, chopped, hacked and smashed. At the end of the battle, he shouted when he arrived at Kelly's side.

Kelil, who was panting heavily, nodded, and then started panting again.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Come help me!" Callier, who had recovered slightly, shouted, and then he moved the Reaper ballista and aimed it at a ship in the distance.

"Are you kidding?" Erdan jumped off the horse and looked at the Reaper ballista. He knew the power of this ballista. Once it was hit, there was no chance of survival. If it hit the ship, it would make a hole. come out. But he didn't think this kind of ballista would do anything to the black ark parked in the distance. He didn't think the ballista had the ability to destroy the black ark, and he didn't think the arrows fired by the ballista could attack the black ark.

"I'm not aiming at the Dark Ark! Look! Over there. Come on! Help me!" Kelil shouted while adjusting the ballista.

Erdan looked in the direction where the ballista was pointing. With his good eyesight, he saw a huge ship hidden in the shadows. Looking at the silhouette, he thought of the dragon ship anchored in Lothern. Although his reason told him not to do so, he jumped out of the saddle, screamed in pain when he landed on the ground, and limped towards Kelil. The two brothers adjusted the ballista together. When the ballista was in place, they began to turn the winch mechanism frantically.

"This is crazy!"

"You may be right! But look at the waterline of that ship. There must be a lot of things in the ship, and the ship is very big! Do you still have magic arrows?"

"Only one left!"

"Tie it to the arrow."

"What?"

"Hurry! Hurry!" Kelly shouted.

With a click, the arrow in the ballista's slide was in place, and now as long as the trigger was pressed, the arrow could be fired. Eldan quickly drew out the last magic arrow, pulled off the bowstring on the bow, then came to the front of the ballista, and tied the magic arrow to the jagged head of the arrow.

"Are you ready?" Kelly shouted.

"alright!"

As soon as Eldan finished speaking, Kelly pulled the trigger, and the kinetic energy stored in the ballista fired the arrow out, and the arrow flew toward the giant ship in the distance with a roar.

"We have to go now," Kelly shouted, jumping on Idalis' back.

Eldan followed closely behind. When he mounted his horse, he turned his head and glanced, and then his eyes widened because the scene he saw was different from what he imagined. The magic arrow seemed to have malfunctioned? Or did the arrows fired from the ballista miss the mark? The expected fire did not appear, the giant ship in the distance did not burn, everything was so dark and silent.

"The magic arrow failed?" Kelly, who also saw this scene, showed a surprised expression.

"Go! Go! Go!" For a moment, the hair on Erdan's body stood up, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He felt like he was being watched, watched by some terrifying, powerful being, a gaze that penetrated his body and looked straight into his soul. He was shaking, hysterical, and yelling.

The two brothers were riding on war horses, the wind blew across their faces, and the horses' hooves struck the ground with a crisp sound. However, they felt a heavy pressure, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching behind them. Erdan turned around subconsciously and saw that the stones on the pier were being torn from the ground by an invisible force. The cracked stones seemed to be cut open by an invisible ax and spread rapidly towards them.

Invisible magical fluctuations chased the brothers, gradually enveloping them like a tsunami. As the earth shook, the sea water raised huge waves, and the air was filled with the smell of rancid ocean, as if some evil creature in the deep sea was about to appear. Wood cracked under the impact of the huge waves, and fragments flew, as if all this was chasing them, forcing them to speed up.

However, magic not only chased them from behind, but also began to form a barrier in front, forcing them to be in a dilemma and trapping them in this small battlefield.

"Over there!" Kelly saw at a glance that there was no way out in front, he pointed in another direction and shouted hurriedly.

The brothers turned their horses' heads and galloped to the other side, struggling to pass through the stunned Duruchi soldiers. But soon, the Duruchi reacted, spears stabbed at them, swords chopped at them, crossbows flew through the air, but the speed of the war horses was like the wind, fast and unstoppable.

Eldan used his sword to cut off the arm of a fearful spearman, and then killed the dark swordsman who came from the other side. When he was about to chop out the sword again, he glanced back. I saw that Kelil killed two Duruch who tried to cut off the horse's legs. Although Kelil killed Duruch, he was slowed down. The crossbowmen in the distance started a new round of shooting, and a rain of arrows attacked Kelil.

Kelil's armor jingled, and an arrow shot through his arm, just as he was about to do something. Other arrows hit Idalis, and blood gushed out of Idalis's mouth, and his limbs twitched in pain. Although Idalis persisted and refused to fall, the huge shaking still threw him off.

"Idalis!" Kelil, who climbed up, looked at Idalis who had fallen down, and saw Idalis's tearful eyes looking at him, and he wailed.

Aidalis also let out a final wail, and then completely stopped moving.

He did not stop, he understood Aidalis's wail, and Aidalis told him to leave immediately. Grief-stricken, he ran towards the shipyard, but more arrows shot over, hitting his arm again, but fortunately he did not shoot through his thigh, he staggered and ran.

"Brother!" he shouted, while shouting, he stretched out his arrow-pierced hand to Eldan.

Eldan saw the running figure of Kelir, the firelight reflected Kelir's outline covered by flames, and his sight gradually focused on Kelir's outstretched hand. He did not see the crossbow arrow that pierced his arm, he only saw the calluses and burns on Kelir's injured hand, and Rianna's silver oath ring gleamed in the firelight.

"Goodbye, Kelir." Eldan's throat tightened, his heart was filled with pain, and after whispering something in a low voice, he urged Losalin to leave without hesitation.

"No! Eldan, no!" Kelliel's eyes were full of astonishment and confusion. He looked at Eldan's back in disbelief. He struggled and roared. His voice echoed around, but Eldan's figure had disappeared.

His eyes were wide open, and all kinds of emotions flashed on his face, anger, disappointment, and pain, intertwined into a ball. However, before he could continue to react, an invisible force suddenly attacked from behind, as if an invisible giant hand strangled his throat and pulled him down. His body fell heavily to the ground, and his final consciousness gradually blurred and fell into a deep coma.

"You are really... here, Cardo!" The shadow warrior who fell to the ground and lost his ability to fight showed an expected expression after looking at the approaching figure.

"Yes, I'm here, but what? This is also your mission? Unfortunately... your mission failed, and what if it succeeds?" Cardo, holding Elrean, came over and looked at the shadow warrior. After finding that it was an acquaintance, he waved, signaling the soldiers not to move, and then responded calmly.

"Betrayal!"

"Betrayal? Betrayal? What qualifications do you have to say that to me? Huh?" Cardo's words remained calm at first, and then he roared, "They don't know your identity, but I know that you are Duruchi from Karonde Karl! What qualifications do you have to say that to me? And, if you were me, what would you do? Huh? Answer me? Answer me! Answer me!!!" (Chapter 307)

The shadow warrior shook his head and coughed up blood. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his breathing became weaker and weaker. However, at this moment, his sight caught the four assault ships that flew quickly in the air and maintained a formation posture. The assault ships pierced the sky like a sharp blade. At that moment, incredible astonishment climbed onto his face, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he actually saw a horrifying scene at the last moment.

"You haven't been back to Naggaroth for so long, how ironic, look around, look here, Naggaroth, Clarkarond." Kaldor sighed, and after calming down, he sighed again, "You saved my life in Naggaroth, when we were fighting against Druki, so... I can plead for you, if you need it."

"No need... For the sake of my saving you once, end my suffering..."

"As you wish, may Molayg soothe your soul." Kaldor shook his head, then swung Elrean and stabbed the shadow warrior in the chest.

Annasara walked over, and as she walked, her left hand, which was not holding the willow stick, gently waved in the air, as if feeling the breeze, full of freehand and relaxed. Then a gust of wind blew, but the wind did not make the fire more fierce. Instead, the fire was extinguished wherever the wind passed. After she glanced at Cardo, she set her sights on the body of the shadow warrior.

"Do you know him?"

"Yes, respected Night Supervisor."

"What about him?" Annasara waved her hand again and pulled the unconscious Kelly over in the distance.

"Kelly of the Iondain family."

"The Iondain family of the Kingdom of Arion? If I heard it right, he called... Brother? Eldan? I know who they are, very good, very good."

Kardo, holding a sword, knelt on one knee and lowered his head. He knew that Annasara was not asking him anything this time. He looked at Kelly. He knew Kelly at the ball. Seeing Kelly, he suddenly thought of his younger brother. However, before he could think about it, he heard the whistling sound approaching. He knew it was the sound of the recently produced raider.

"There is a man riding a black horse, who is their leader. I have locked him. You can sense him." Anasara paced, her words filled with calmness. After the sorceresses who came down from the raider nodded and accepted the order, she ordered again, "They are not from Anaheim. Find their ship... burn it. Kill the others, drive him to Anaheim, and let him go back to Ulthuan."

Kaldor, who was listening on the side, widened his eyes. At that moment, he knew why Anasara did this. Although the hunt had not yet begun, he could think of everything that Eldan was about to experience and would experience in the future. He smiled, revealing a cruel smile.

Eldan did not look back. He kept running on the horse's back. Soon, he saw a scene that made him shudder. The warriors who should have left long ago did not leave. They were blocked by the Druki soldiers who came to the open space on the shipyard. The approaching Duruchi kept squeezing the warriors' space, and from time to time, some warriors screamed and fell off their horses.

The door was so close, so close that it was within reach. But it was so far away that it was out of reach.

Just as he was about to engage in the final fight, a horn sounded in the distance. The Duruchi who heard the horn seemed to have changed into a different person. Their movements began to slow down, and their attacks were not as terrifying and hysterical as before.

Soon, a passage that seemed to be touchable opened.

Eldan, who was approaching, drove his warhorse hard and entered the passage. There were roars and screams around him, as well as the sound of swords colliding, but he turned a deaf ear to it and continued to move forward.

When he arrived at the starting point and entered the dark forest, there was no scene he expected in front of him. The warriors who had left long ago were not waiting there. He sighed, knowing that the warriors who should have left long ago were following him. He looked back and a heartbreaking scene appeared. He did not see the shadow warriors. Only less than twenty warriors followed him, and they were all bloody and exhausted, but fortunately, they were still in great spirits because of their great achievements.

"My lord, where is Kaelil?" A plunderer asked after taking a breath.

"He is dead." Eldan responded sadly.

"Dead? Aisha's mercy, how could it be!?"

"Druchi killed him. He was brave, but I could not do anything."

"Our swords are yours! We will avenge him!"

"We have won a great victory here, but now we must return home. They will not fall into chaos for a long time. We still have many days of journey before we are completely safe. My brother's revenge is not today." Eldan could see the determination on the faces of each warrior, but he still said sadly, then he turned and rode his horse towards home, shouting, "We ride to Ulthuan!"

Unlike what Eldan imagined, the warriors did not respond in unison. He reacted and looked back. At that moment, his eyes widened, and he no longer had the calmness of the previous moment.

The flickering fire and burning outlines in the distance disappeared. Everything was just like before the team set out. Everything they did was in vain. Instead, there were neat and orderly torches, which revealed the outline of something in the air. The outline was moving rapidly and approaching the direction of the team.

"Run!" (End of this chapter)