Chapter 388 238. How can there be any fair
fight? The horns of the three falcon ships kept echoing. The falcon ship with Colonia at the front started to move first, and then the ship with Darkus also started to turn, or did it? Classic Druchi raider ship tactics and routines.
There was still lightning and thunder in the sky, but the tsunami and whirlpools had gradually faded away, leaving only a mess of wooden boards and fragmented corpses floating on the seawater. From time to time, sea beasts and predators would come out of the sea to feast.
In addition to Ulfric's large longship, there was also a longship heading in the direction of Darkhus. After circling the Sea of Claws, he knew that this should be the longship of a certain chief. But he could clearly feel that the long ship was no longer functioning. In layman's terms, it was... the health bar was not enough. The connection between the hull and the stern was struck by lightning not long ago, and the stern was gone, not to mention the predator sitting on the bench paddling. As time went by, the lower cabin of the hull began to deteriorate. water.
The Drukis who had already prepared for the battle on the Falcon Boat started to gamble on whether the long ship could row over to meet them.
Based on their past experiences, the Druchi from Krakarond and Nagol believed that the longship could not do it, while the Druchi from other places thought it could. In Darkus' view, they were a little restrained in their bets. They only put down a few Sovereigns or the gold nuggets they had caught in the heavy rain before. They did not bet on equipment or lives. It was considered... a small bet for pleasure. ?
As a result, the former experience was correct to a certain extent. Two deep sea turtles jumped up from the stern of the boat that had sunk into the sea, and attacked the predators who were still rowing desperately.
Darkus put down the monocular and handed it out. He was kind-hearted and could not bear to see such a bloody scene. He felt a bit miserable. It felt like a cat entering a mouse's nest. Even the predators with sharp axes could not resist it. The massacre of Ji in the Deep Sea.
After Ren took over the monocular, Darkus gave instructions to Kalien. He believed that it was necessary to raise the level of the Deep Sea Jing. No wonder the generals and kings of Idonis chose to fight on the Deep Sea Jing. Instead of the long-tailed war shark, there is indeed a reason. This war beast is too suitable for captains and admirals.
The battle horn sounded again, and the three falcon ships lined up and stopped on the sea facing the approaching long ship.
Intelligent creatures usually have two sides. Although despicability is the virtue of Druchi and cheating is the tradition of Druchi, it is not absolute. Just like the time when Loxia and Dastan had a bet, Loxia didn't just cheat immediately. Just like when Darkus was dueling with the adventure knight, Darkus didn't just come up and shoot the adventure knight.
Darkus has given Ulfric a chance. Although he is the champion of Marcelan, he will not command naval battles. However, he is not stupid enough to launch an encircling formation. Who knows whether Ulfric on the opposite side will Convulsions. He saw that the whole face was twisted with an angry expression. He was very sure that it was Ulfric. His clothes and features matched the memories of his previous life.
The predators who shouted Khorne's murderous intent were stunned. The long-range attack they thought they would suffer did not appear, and at the moment when they were about to pick up the ship, boards were set up on the deck of the opposite ship.
"I like to be on time, but it seems you came a little late? Or... came a little early?" Darkus did not give Ulfric the chance to fire the cannon first. He used the tip of the Trident of the Sea to support the deck. , imitating the posture of Salt Resentment, he rotated and turned over in the air. The halberd moved with the people, and the halberd moved with the people. After landing on the board with full expression, he pointed at Ulfric and mocked.
Just as Darkus' ship was setting up planks, the other two ships continued to maneuver and surrounded the other side of the longship.
"You will never make it to shore! You sharp-mouthed monkey, this is your final destination. I! Ulfric! The World Wanderer, the Inescapable, demand that you face me, and I will sacrifice you to Gods, your soul will be tortured forever, and I! I will hang your skull on my armor!" Ulfric roared angrily.
Darkus sneered. He flipped the Trident of the Sea from his right hand to his left hand, then raised his right hand high, made a fist with the other thumbs and extended his thumb, pointing to the sky. Then he rotated his wrist and pointed his thumb down towards Ulfrey. gram.
"Put away your pathetic mockery. What doesn't belong to you, not before, not now, or in the future? You have no future.
Although I don't know what's going on, I... know you and know your name. , know your destiny, I know why you are here, because your destiny has been changed. I will die, who will not die? But... not now!" Darkus is like a magic stick, he His words seemed enigmatic and there seemed to be some uncertainty.
"Destiny? Change?" Darkus' words seemed to have some kind of strange power. Ulfric could feel that his anger was calmed down. He murmured to himself, trying to hold his breath to get rid of it all. , he took a deep breath, and then roared loudly, "I also feel destiny, but not a great destiny, but a stupid destiny!"
Ulfric first knocked the shield with the sword of Tolgard, and then from The edge of the deck of the long ship jumped onto the board. The board obviously bent downwards, and then bounced back to its original shape due to its good toughness.
Darkus assumed a posture, with his left leg pressed forward and his right leg supporting his body. He held the Trident of the Sea in both hands with the tip facing downwards.
Ulfric was the first to attack. He rushed forward along the board and tried to smash Darkhus flat with the front of his shield, but he found that the monkey's attack was faster than him. Before he waved his shield to strike Darkus, Darkus's trident had already scratched his leg armor. The leg armor made a sharp sound of metal friction under the cut of the inverted blade. He took a step back and shook it off. The leg armor was in pieces, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. He showed a terrifying smile and moved carefully, balancing the sword on the edge of the shield.
"Long battles are the subject of poets' dreams, but it's a pity that Ormscolo has been destroyed by you." Ulfric's words were mixed with anger, but there was also a hint of emotion.
"I'm sorry, but based on past raid experience, it will be rebuilt soon and be raided again. But unfortunately, the king who presides over the reconstruction should be a certain Sali tribe chief who did not come with you. Or the chiefs of Skellin and Aislin tribes?
Anyway, no matter who it is, it won’t be you, because standing in front of you is the conqueror of destiny! Darkus, the Scourge of Hell!" Darkus' tone It was gentle at first, but as the words continued to come out, his voice gradually became louder, and it even roared when he said the name.
"You may not know that today is the Vernal Equinox! The Vernal Equinox has great meaning in our elven society, but you don't need to know this, you just need to know that you will die on this day!" Darkus roared and started at the same time To attack.
Ulfric let out a harsh laugh. He raised his shield and was about to refute and fight back, but he was interrupted by a thunderbolt that appeared above his head. Darkus' Trident of the Sea stabbed straight and hit the wide surface of his shield. He could clearly feel the shield vibrating violently. The next second, the shield exploded into blazing fragments, and then he flew upside down. Got out and fell onto the bench of the longboat.
While Darkus was going to the so-called Champion Duel, battles also started on other boards.
Cowell, who was on the other side of the longship deck, held his dueling sword flat with his right hand and placed his left hand on his lower back. He kept thrusting forward. The predator on the opposite side had no power to fight back under this rapid attack and could only keep stopping. He used his shield to parry, but he finally found a flaw in the predator who was careless about his head and tail. A diagonal stab flashed through and directly pierced the predator's neck. After succeeding in the attack, he drew out his dueling sword and quickly retreated. In the past, there would often be a terrifying blow from the plunderer before his death. He would not give the plunderer this chance. He would have to go ashore later.
The predator who faced Selire died more miserably than the predator who pierced the neck with Cowell's duel sword. Selire was still in front of the predator one second, and was actually moving on the narrow board the next second. When he got behind the predator, before the predator could react, he used a half-Clive blade to dismember the predator. The upper body of the predator, with only its head left, didn't even have a chance to attack before it fell into the seawater.
Arngail looked at the monster in front of him in horror. He was preparing to fight on the board when he saw a monster squeezing away the elf who was about to jump onto the board. Then the monster's powerful hind legs bounced up and landed on the board. The monster The moment it landed on the board, the board began to shake violently, and then he heard a heart-wrenching tearing sound.
However, Arngail no longer cared about this, because he found that the monster in front of him seemed to be very smart. Perhaps the monster also felt that the board could not allow it to move violently. The monster tilted its head and took cat-like steps on the board, towards him. Step by step, the board made a tearing sound with every step. He could feel the cunning and cruel look in the monster's eyes. He could feel that the monster didn't seem to be paying attention to him, but was looking at his companions in the longship who had not yet gained space to fight on the board. The smelly saliva in the monster's huge mouth was just right. It keeps dripping on the board.
"No! It shouldn't be like this!" Arngail roared, but he did not shout Khorne, because he had made up his mind to let this monster that he could not resist fall into the water, so that the monster It would be impossible to enter the longship through the plank and carry out unbridled slaughter.
Just as Arngail leaned down to chop the board with an axe, a whistling sound came from far away. From the corner of his eye, he saw the monster turning around on the board, and its tail with spiked armor whipped towards him fiercely, but he It was too late to react.
Arngail wailed and flew backwards. After spinning in the air, he did not fall on the long ship, let alone the sea. Instead, he smashed the deck of the elf ship and opened it again. At a glance, he saw a group of elves surrounding him. The elves had cruel and vicious looks in their eyes. He seemed like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He was in severe pain all over his body and just when he was about to resist, he saw something in his eyes. A serrated blade struck him in the face, and then he knew nothing.
The moment the big guy jumped from the plank into the longboat, the battle changed.
The big guy is just like the two deep-sea sparrows, like a cat entering a mouse's nest and killing them wantonly. Its huge mouth tightly bit the waist of a predator, holding the predator in the air and swinging it. The predator howled, and the ax originally intended to attack its head was also thrown into the sea, and the flying ax flew in its lizard. There was a clanking sound on the armor, and the sharp claws of its forelimbs tore the armor of a charging predator, tearing open the strong but fragile chest of the predator, and the scarlet substance in the body spilled all over the ground along with the wound.
The big man's huge mouth never exerted any force, and the predators it held were still wailing and struggling. This tragic sound seemed to have some kind of magic power, making the predators constantly try to find opportunities to rush. It looks like it has eyes on its back, and it can always dodge attacks from behind, its powerful tail swinging like a braid. "Why are you surrounding the spot for reinforcements?" Darkus, who was waiting for Ulfric, looked at the big guy and couldn't help but shook his head and thought.
Yokul, who was on the mast of the longship, raised his bow and arrow and pointed it at the monster being slaughtered below. He put the arrow on the bow and aimed at the monster's head. He waited for the moment when the monster turned around again. He knew that he could only shoot Only by hitting the monster's eye will the companions below have a chance to kill the monster.
At the moment when Yokul was about to shoot, thunder and lightning rang out in the sky again. His hands holding the bow and arrows dropped weakly. The bows and arrows that followed him in the battle fell on the deck of the longship, and then he was turned around again. The big guy trampled it to pieces with his powerful hind limbs. His eyes followed the hanging head and glanced at the big hole in the chest, and then his body fell straight to the deck of the longship.
The big guy who was still slaughtering suddenly felt something approaching quickly from behind. Its fighting instinct didn't require it to think. After it crushed the prey in its mouth, it turned around again and slashed fiercely with its strong and powerful tail. Smoked it. Yokul's already broken body became shattered the moment it was hit by its tail, half falling into the sea and half falling on the longship deck.
Kalien, who did not jump on the board, pulled the string of the Owl's crossbow and loaded it again. What he had to do was to control the battle within a controllable range, for example, not allowing the opponent to use long-range weapons.
"Now is the real battle!" Ulfric roared as he slowed down and rushed onto the board again. He held the Sword of Tolgard in both hands, jumped up, and performed a jumping chop!
Darkus did not attack, but stood there holding the Trident of the Sea in one hand. The pole of the trident extended along the bottom of his arm. Thunder and lightning were constantly surging at the tip of the trident and the Kodi chest ornament on his waist. . There was a roar, and a bolt of lightning shot out from the halberd, hitting Ulfric who was still jumping and slashing in mid-air.
Ulfric, who was struck by lightning, howled angrily, but he still persisted. He wanted to land his body on the board instead of in the sea. As he rolled on the board enduring the severe pain, a hissing sound quickly approached him. Without thinking, he swung his sword and slashed at it. The sword struck accurately, making a sound of metal collision. sound.
However, Ulfric's long sword did not knock the flying object away. He discovered that the flying object was the trident thrown by Darkus. He saw that the tip and edge of the halberd were pinned accurately. The blade of his long sword was broken. He gritted his teeth and fought against the trident. The trident floating in the air seemed to be held firmly by someone he couldn't see behind him. He tried to pull out the long sword, but Every time he turned to adjust the angle, the trident adjusted with him.
"I told you, you came at the wrong time, you should have come earlier, or later. Come when I haven't mastered the trident in Ormscolo, or when I have my feet on When land comes, you have to remember, the sea! It never belongs to you Norscans!" Darkus took an elegant step when he said it, and at the end of the sentence, the scarlet sword in his hand struck Ulfric. .
"This is not fair!" Ulfric, who was still fighting against the Trident of the Sea, roared. He stretched out his left arm and tried to block the blow with his gauntlet. The gauntlet became fragmented under the violent impact, and his arm A deep wound was also cut. Blood did not gush out from the wound, but there was a burning smell. The moment the skin and fat were cut, the burning scarlet sword blade cut the wound again. Burnt.
"Fair?" Darkus, who was about to chop again, paused, with a look of surprise on his face, and then with an amused smile on his face, he waved the scarlet sword again.
Ulfric knew he would die if he didn't let go. The moment he let go, the trophies obtained from the High King of the Aislin tribe and the sword of Tolgard that had accompanied him through countless battles would never return to his hand. The long sword was swung by the trident, He fell on the deck of the elf ship, but he did not retreat. Instead, he drew the ax from his waist and slashed at Darkus.
"Is there any fairness in this world? Why are you alive now? Don't you have any idea? Do you think you can stand here without blessings?" Darkus looked disdainful. To put it bluntly, he knew that Ulfric was just like the protagonist of a cheating novel. He was blessed by the dark gods at the moment he was born. What qualifications did such a player have to talk about fairness? Ulfric is not the gradually darkening Archaon. Archaon did not have any blessings. When he was young, he was a priest of Sigmar with firm faith.
"The battle is not like this! The real battle should not be like this." After the swung ax was blocked by Darkusg again, Ulfric roared, "I fought, it was you! It was you Pushed me into the abyss!"
"Continuously offering sacrifices? Is this your so-called way of resistance? You are a pathetic plaything from beginning to end, and the hope you see is also a ruthless mockery of fate.
Sorry, I've given you a chance, what else do you want me to do? Keep swinging your sword and slashing on the board? Maybe I would do this if I were on land, but...this is the ocean! "Dakvus stopped fighting with Ulfric. He knocked away the flying ax that Ulfric threw at him, pointed the edge of the scarlet sword at Ulfric, and an invisible air flow appeared in his head. In front of him, he blocked Ulfric who was rushing towards him.
Ulfric desperately grabbed forward. His hand was only one step away from the edge of the scarlet sword, but he could never catch it. From the sea The rising water column jumped onto the board and gradually spread to his whole body. The seawater seemed to have some kind of magic power that made him unable to move. He gritted his teeth and fought, and blood kept pouring out from the corners of his mouth. He could He felt that the seawater was continuously entering his nostrils. He gasped and choked. The seawater flowed into his lungs and stomach through his open mouth. He tried to open his mouth and say something. But he could no longer say it. His body fell into the sea and disappeared without a trace.
"The sea belongs to us, it was before, it is now, and it will still be in the future!" We are the masters, rulers and rule makers of the sea! And we've given them a chance. "
The battle on the longship has long ended. Darkus turned to look at Selire who wanted to say something but never said it. At the same time, he could also detect the complicated expression on Druchi's face who was looking at him. Color, he knew what his uncle wanted to say, and he knew why the Druchi were like this. He stood on the board and leaned on the Trident of the Sea and said with a smile. The
reason why Darkus did not use the Reaper Ballista He sank the longship before it approached, just to test the actual combat power of the Trident of the Sea. After all, he couldn't do it to Druch beside him. In the end, the trident was even more magical than he thought.
At the same time, there was some stream of consciousness . Darkus was thinking about a lot more, such as Lilith's Sun Flame Amulet, or the various artifacts other than the Sword of Kane. At the same time, the recovery of the high-end equipment manufacturing tower on Serpent Island was also speeding up. What nonsense? To be fair, there is no martial arts these days, and no one who can take advantage of it can't even break through the opponent's defense.
"Does his body really not need to be disposed of? "Selile asked cautiously.
"My uncle, do you still remember the Count Mordek you met in Obien? "Dakeus shook his head and asked.
"Of course I remember, he left a deep impression on me. "
So, there is no point in doing this. I can have a premonition that this Ulfric is still appearing in front of me." "Dakeus thought of something after he finished speaking. He glanced at the big guy who was feasting, and made a joke to his uncle, "Just like I can predict that Count Mordek will also Just like appearing in front of you.
"When he appears in front of me again, I will let him die again. " "Selile said firmly, waving the half-Clive broad blade in his palm.
Although Darkus was joking, he was serious. Just like when Mordek was born in 1800 of the Imperial Calendar, however, Mordek His trajectory did not end until the end. He had been dead for more than 700 years and was pulled up by the Dark Gods. He could not die even if he wanted to. He did not think that someone like Ulfric would be ranked among the Dark Gods. Playthings will die.
It feels like the games in the game library and the shoes in the shoe cabinet. The dark gods play or wear them when they think of them, and then throw them aside, waiting to play again when they think of them.
"When he appears in front of me again, maybe I will have a fight with him? Let's have what he calls a battle, of course... provided it's on land! "Dakeus said teasingly.
"This ship? "After the Drukhi people finished laughing, Maranul asked.
"This ship seems a bit unusual. "Colonia, who had already arrived on the long boat, touched the hull and said with a frown.
"Then tow it away. Today is the vernal equinox. This boat should be regarded as a gift we prepared for our cousins. "Dakeus used his best skill of borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, and then he thought of something and said, "By the way, don't touch the bow statue, or destroy the bow statue.
"It's time for us to land, Ersin Alvin! " we are coming! ”
(End of chapter)