Chapter 338 188. The soil and water support the people.
"You are not asking, my friend. Maybe you can help. I want to find the true speaker on this island, the real truth speaker, and the legacy of the ancient saints. The temple city and ruins that came down." After finishing the fourth glass of wine, Darkus leaned on the chair and stretched out the index finger of his right hand and said. He still had half of the words left to say. The sword Puir carried on his back was also the target he was looking for. It was not an ordinary sword, but a divine sword.
Darkus doesn't have any tools to force the drink out, nor does he have any magical internal skills. There is no similar spell on the Holy Soul Reef. He drank purely dry. Although he didn't like drinking, he had practiced it in the past three years in Kaochen Plain, and his body itself was very good at drinking.
They may be vulgar, they may be wild, they may be indigenous, but no one is a fool, and as a Druchi itself, it is very troublesome to carry out normal diplomacy. It is normal diplomacy, normal and continuous, not the kind that kills you first. No matter how coercive or tempting it is, it is a Druchi-style diplomacy that fears power but not morality.
What Darkus will face next are many legends and some special guys, including magicians and demigods. What if he uses some sneaky tricks and is discovered? The negotiations broke down and Druchian diplomacy was adopted. He led his two hundred warriors and shouted: This is Sparta! Then kill through the old world?
Things have proven that the drinking routine is very effective no matter which world or race it is in, at least for now. After four glasses of high-strength whiskey, the eyes of Puyr and his villagers changed. They turned into curiosity and admiration, instead of the previous ones.
"What would you do if you found her?" Puyr's eyes became brighter, and the alcohol on his head was indescribably weird. He was both energetic and sober, and he said vaguely.
Darkus did not answer Puir, but looked at the cauldron made of silver and filled with food in front of him. He wanted to delay for a while. When he was in the camp just now, Ren explained the previous situation to him. In his opinion, the old man in front of him had a somewhat weird and surly character, but he could also understand that after living in a mutated land for a long time, Moreover, humans are still learning magic, and it is this kind of magic that has been discontinued. It is inevitable that there will be some... The
crucible consists of seven internal pieces and five external pieces plus a chassis. The gold-inlaid surface is decorated with relief patterns. Darkus stretched out his hand and turned the crucible in a circle. An extremely complex scene was depicted on the five pieces.
On the first splice, an Orbion-style army is fighting, and the fallen soldiers are immersed in a vessel by some supernatural being and then resurrected. A winged feathered serpent is watching all this. Its hybrid appearance probably means that the feathered serpent plays the role of connecting the two worlds.
In the scene of the second shot, there is a god with antlers. It is not clear whether it is male or female. Like a druid, he rules over all animals. He is accompanied by several beasts, including a giant stag and A gryphon.
After the third one, there was a sky god with a sun wheel, surrounded by a circle of strange animals, one was half hyena and half leopard, and the others, although they had four legs, had long and curved legs. Beak and wings.
The fourth splice consists of three identical sacred hunting scenes, in which three bison are about to be killed, probably for sacrificial purposes.
The fifth splice depicts a goddess driving a chariot, surrounded by other dreamlike animals, including two bizarre leopard-spotted creatures, and more beasts with beaks and wings.
It's strange...Dakeus didn't find any traces of the Ancient Saint period on this crucible, or is this itself? Especially the goddess driving a carriage in the fifth piece, is it the ancient holy Talan Xila? He didn't understand either. If so, then the third piece might be the Ihamenshi that makes the sky burn. Those with horns, beaks and wings might be feathered serpents? The incarnation of the ancient saint Tebok? It can't be the Great Immortal Lu Li. That thing that can be directly resurrected or copied is the Holy Ark?
What’s even more strange is that the decoration on this crucible should give it a sacred nature, and it should be a sacred object used to perform the highest level of religious rituals. Now it is now used to hold food and entertain guests...
Druchi and The natives were attracted by Darkus' movements. He also knew that his movements were a bit strange, but that was not important. From the moment he entered the village gate to now, he felt a kind of equality in this village? Although indigenous, there are not so many red tapes. Otherwise, why would there be children and dogs in this important longhouse, which functions as an activity center.
"There is a custom in my hometown that we should turn the container before serving food to praise the food given to us by the gods." Darkus made gestures as he said it, then stood up and picked up the spoon, Put the cooked food in the cauldron into your own bowl.
When it was served, Darkus smelled the aroma of mushrooms and meat. If he was right, this meat should not be the rations of the Obien cannibals, but venison in the wild. He knew that if he didn't fill it first, the other Druchi would keep watching and push the crucible aside after filling.
At this moment, the Druchi have understood. They know that what Darkus said is completely nonsense. This is the first time they have heard of such a custom in their hometown in such a long time. Most likely, it is Darkus who wants to see it. What's on top of the crucible.
As the crucible moved on the long table, the Druchi also stood up to take out the food in the crucible. It was the turn of Colonia and Belloda, two scholars, and Renn, who has done a lot of research on Lustria. Sometimes, like Darkus, they turned the crucible in a circle and looked at it.
Soon, as the food disappeared, the relief pattern on the silver plate on the inside of the crucible appeared, but it was not as complicated as the outside. In other words, Darkus couldn't understand it because it was too abstract. If the outer side depicts a narrative scene about a certain religious ceremony, the inner side seems to be more focused on showing the images of the gods one by one.
A whole row of male and female gods are drawn on it, each god's individual identity reflected by different body shapes, hairstyles, and different styles of beads. Unlike the outer patterns, which depict dynamic scenes, the inner patterns are all still figures, all staring directly outward at the viewer, and are also decorated with smaller figures of people and animals.
Darkus didn't understand it, but fortunately there was no one in the group of men and women wearing hoods and holding bells.
Maranur, who was sitting next to Darkus, also picked up the empty crucible.
What is engraved on the chassis is different from the reliefs on the inside and outside of the crucible. In the center is a huge dying bull, which was sacrificed by a hunter or priest.
"Weird... custom." After four glasses of whiskey, Puyr, who was watching the actions of the Druchis, became a little more excited and said in a somewhat hushed tone.
"Yes, a strange custom. The taste of this venison is very good, the meat is tender and soft, the juice is delicious, and the aroma is fragrant after entering the mouth. By the way, you just mentioned her? Aren't you a true speaker? My diplomat told I, you know that we are servants of His Majesty the Witch King." Darkus asked after swallowing the chewed venison in his stomach.
"Yes, I am the Truth Speaker and foretell your coming. But my friends... I am not a great Truth Speaker, so do not use my power to measure the power of my brothers and sisters." "Legacy of the
Old Ones " How far is the temple here from here? Can you tell me? I believe that my exploration will help your people." Darkus nodded. He did not show the unique arrogance of the elves, and he was not ready to brag. , he came here to find out the actual situation on Obien Island.
"You said that... temple, what do you know?"
"It was left by the ancient saint on this island. I want to find it and find out what's going on inside." Darkus felt that Puyr had already Senseless.
"My friend, it is in the north. It takes five days' journey. The warriors of the tribe have been summoned there. This is a dark time. The temple is occupied by the power of darkness. We must drive the darkness out, otherwise the darkness will Use the power in the temple to achieve your own evil purposes."
As Puyr's words fell, the reliefs on the crucible seemed to come alive from the flickering firelight, and the things he told gave the crucible a unique The sound, the dying bull on the chassis also adds extra drama to the narrative. It would be more vivid and dramatic if detachable movable horns could be inserted into the two holes on the bull's head to inject liquid into the crucible.
"Darkness?"
"Yes, darkness! She said that evil forces used the path of the ancient saints to come to Albion Island."
There are many strange things under this planet, such as underground seas, Skaven and people. The tunnels of the dwarves, the roots of the world, etc. Of course, these are still physical, and there are also some magic and extra-dimensional spaces, such as the Path of the Ancient Saints. These paths are connected to the nodes of the spiritual network, created by the magic of the Old Ones after they reshaped the world.
When Darkus was teleporting back and forth on the Lustria continent, he used the Path of the Ancient Saint to move quickly through the passages between the various spiritual network nodes. Master Ma had chatted with him before he set off. In addition to the mainland of Lustria, there were many paths of the ancient saints. However, due to the destruction of the nodes of the spiritual network, the way of using the paths of the ancient saints was different from that of Lustria. The continent is completely different. The Path of the Ancient Saint has become a labyrinth-like extra-dimensional space that intersects with the Chaos Demon Realm. During the Great Invasion, the portals in the North Pole were destroyed, and chaotic energy poured into the world. Countless demons and worse creatures entrenched themselves in the Path of the Old Ones. Some paths have even become "twisted paths", leading to nowhere, to the realm of one's inner desires, or directly to the realm of chaos.
The Path of the Old Ones is like a magnetic levitation acceleration track, with entrances and exits located in the mainland of Lustria, the Maelstrom of Ulthuan, the old world of Sylvania and the Isle of Albion.
Although the dragon tamer Caledor has sealed the ancient holy path under the maelstrom, it can still be used, at least by the Slann priests. They sometimes use this passage to teleport to Ulthuan. Sur came to protect the Maelstrom unconsciously.
The Slann Demon Priests can also use the Path of the Old Ones to teleport troops from the Lustria mainland to Ulthuan's nodes, and then teleport the troops to Albion Island through Ulthuan's nodes. Five hundred years later, This is how Zdamudi and Ku Jia came, and conversely, Darkus can also go back this way.
This route has not been damaged yet, but with the collapse of the Maelstrom, problems are likely to arise from Ulthuan to Albion, and then from Ulthuan to Lustria. There is a problem. As for the section from Obien to Sylvania, it has completely collapsed at present, otherwise there would not be any so-called darkness in Obien.
This is also one of the reasons why Darkos chose to come to Obion Island. Although he has not yet seen the girl Puir mentioned, he feels that Obien Island is completely rotten, all rotten, and the entire system is rotten. Oh, everything is ruined.
During the establishment of the Ulthuan Maelstrom, the Truth Talkers on Albion built huge stone formations on network nodes everywhere, turning the island itself into a huge magical wind storage and transmission pipeline. At the same time, the Truth Speakers and Druids used chaotic energy to weave a thick mist, covering the island to isolate it from the outside world and avoid being invaded and destroyed by the forces of Chaos.
But all this did not come without a price. The fog covered the sun and the sky, followed by heavy rain and storms. The entire Obion Island quickly turned into a rainy and muddy swamp, and the beautiful scenery in the past was no longer there.
At the same time, chaotic energy inevitably leads to the corruption and mutation of some local wild animals. The Truth Talkers know all this, but they also know that this is the inevitable price of saving the world. Obion Island must be isolated from the outside world!
But the truth tellers are human beings after all, and human lifespan is limited. They gave the task of defending Stonehenge to the giants. The ancient saints left behind a group of giant warriors as a final gift before leaving. These spiritually intelligent giants are different from the stupid giants now distributed in the old world. They were born from the pure energy extracted from the spiritual vein network. , they are extremely loyal to Obien's Truthsayers, and will protect the humans on the island until death.
The giants did a very good job of defending Stonehenge, but this only exacerbated the isolation of the True Speakers. In this way, the truth-tellers began to degenerate in this environment of lack of communication with the outside world. Life, old age, illness and death had almost completely forgotten the precious knowledge given to them by the ancient sages.
At the same time, incest has made the humans on Obion Island increasingly barbaric and ignorant. Only the necessary knowledge to maintain Stonehenge has been left to be passed down from generation to generation. And the same goes for the giants. As the years have changed, they have long lost their original wisdom and only remember to listen to the words of the Obiun people.
"This is really unfortunate, but maybe it is also lucky because we are here." Darkus sighed while still observing the surrounding things.
At this time, the long table was already filled with bronze meat forks in groups of three and three. The meat forks were decorated with exquisite patterns, with swans and ravens facing each other. It seemed that the swan represented nobility, while the raven represented disaster. .
Darkus suddenly discovered a very strange thing. He found that most of the things around him were related to three, bowls, plates and wine glasses, indigenous people walking in groups of three and three, meat forks in groups of three and three, and even he Two more crucibles were placed next to the crucible that was rotating before.
"The soil and water support the man, Obien..." Just as Darkus was thinking, Puir's words interrupted him.
"Are you and your companions going to do this? You must know that darkness is very terrifying. You... seem to have arranged a difficult task for yourself." This time, Puir clearly flinched, even in the While drunk, his hand tightly held the staff given to him by Darkus.
"First of all, my friend, you have to know that Obien's Ancient Saint's Path does not only connect to one place, the south also connects here, so this we does not refer to the us you see, you can understand this us as us It's just an advance team. If something happens later, a large number of us will come here."
Puyr looked shocked under the influence of Jiu Jin.
"Everything is connected. Now that the darkness has come! Let the darkness see the sea of blood shed by Druchi, who drinks heavily in the abyss of the world, and the bloody storm caused by it!" Darkus held up the wine glass. He said, and drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp.
The Druchi present cheered after hearing what Darkus said, and drank the wine in the glass together with Darkus.
"I am old. Some people claim that she is also old. Some things have left us. I myself... am not sure." Puyr said with some loss after reacting.
"Is there any disagreement among you? Among the True Speakers?" Darkus asked. He felt that there was also a problem within the True Speakers. No wonder some True Speakers would seek refuge when Billak came to this island five hundred years later. Billak.
"Yes, how are you familiar with these things?" Puyr was shocked again.
"First of all, your prediction was right. You predicted that we were servants of His Majesty the Witch King. This was accurate! But you didn't predict our other identity like your granddaughter did." Darkus suddenly felt that he was being manipulated again. Coming back, he sighed and continued, "I, Darkus, Scourge of Hell, am the messenger of the Ancient Saint Iqi! I represent the will of the Ancient Saint!"
After Darkus finished speaking, he sat down Opposite him, Puyr was already lying on the table. It seemed that after he said these words, Puyr's heavy burden was lifted.
"Sorry, my grandpa is drunk. He can move freely after three drinks, but not the fourth drink." The girl who had been playing an instrument in the corner walked up behind Puyr and faced Duck. Us said after saluting.
"It's really a pity that the banquet is only halfway through. You should help your grandfather back to rest first, and then you will host the banquet in your grandfather's place." Darkus said to the girl in a friendly manner.
"Three? I found that they have a special preference for three." Maranur said after burping.
Darkus nodded in agreement while eating cooked ham.
"It seems that this place is really important to us." Maranur sighed, and he went on to say, "Whether starting from a certain point, maintaining the stability of this world and the maelstrom, or serving as a bridgehead to suppress and assist the old world, This place is very important.
Building a port here will allow our navy to block the Bretonnian Sea, the Sea of Claws and the Sea of Chaos to the north. It can also be used as a transit point to place some troops and make it a bridgehead for Ulthuan to dominate the old world. "
By the way, the weather and environment here won't always be like this, right?"
"My brother, you are right, this place is really important." After Darkus finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong? His brother seems to be thinking about this place?
It's stuck, there was something left...
(End of this chapter)