Darkus, who became interested, grabbed a handful of Drusala's hair and tied it up, then dug a hole in the middle of the tied hair, turned the little hair from the outside to the inside, and then pulled the hair from left to right. Part of the hair on both sides is turned into the hole. He glanced at the bunch of hair in his hand, then braided another braid, and used the same technique to turn the braid into the hole.
Darkus, who was sitting behind Drusala and concentrating on it, did not see Drusala grinning, but it was done by now. After fixing the bun with a clip, he nodded with satisfaction. After a brief operation, a gentle and low-coat hair appeared on Drusala's head, and then he asked Drew LS to turn his head and admire it.
"Very good." Darkus nodded with satisfaction.
"Do you like me like this?" Drusala, who was sitting on the chair, turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror in front of her and asked with a smile.
"I like changes, but I only know this one now." Darkus patted Drusala on the shoulder and replied with an ambiguous answer. He didn't want Drusala to think that he liked this hairstyle, and then Drew LS wears this hairstyle every day, it’s so boring. Can he feel that he and Drusala will live not for decades, but for centuries, or millennia? ...but the probability of wearing this hair style every day is very low.
Moreover... Darkus knew that Drusala could use black magic to change her hair into any style, and it could even become a murder weapon when necessary. In Nagaros, Druchi often strangled each other with his own hair, but this did not prevent the newly formed legionnaires from leaving their heads hairless.
"I'll go out and take a look first." Darkus straightened his classic ultraviolet purple inner robe in the mirror, kissed Drusala on the cheek and walked out of the tent.
Drusala, who was still sitting there, looked at the back of Darkus walking out of the tent. After Darkus walked out of the tent, she looked at the mirror again, then smiled and shook her head.
Lauren Loren is fresh and moist after the rain, and the breeze blows away the lingering mist after the rain. Under the sun, the leaves shine with clear dew, and the forest is filled with a sense of vitality. The sound of birds chirping in the distance and the sound of wind blowing through leaves are intertwined to create this peaceful picture.
After Darkus walked out of the tent, he took a deep breath. The air in the forest was fresh and cool, making him feel comfortable and pleasant. Just as he had thought before, this place was perfect for retirement. Living here would definitely prolong your life.
After the discussion in the cave yesterday, Darkus did not choose to live in the cave, but returned to the ancient road again. He wanted to be with his companions who followed him, and he wanted his companions to see him when they woke up in the morning. Stand there.
The walking Darkus greeted Druch who bowed to him, and soon he came to the place where his brother was preparing to set off. When he arrived, Maranur was already ready.
"Are you all ready? Have you brought the moonlight flower?" Darkus walked to Maranur and asked.
Although the chance of Gray Eye Fever infecting elves is very low, it cannot withstand close sources of infection.
"I have been to Queza after all." Maranur said after lightly hammering Dacus on the chest, and then he said with a smile, "As arranged last night, we were in Cole Imamo Let's meet."
Maranur's team is mainly focused on going into battle lightly. Four disasterwalker chariots and elven war horses from the Twilight Fortress and the west bank of the Demster River are ready.
After breakfast, Maranur's team set off under the watch of Darkus. Asanok stood by the vine bridge and opened the way for the team.
The Disaster Walker chariots did not cross the bridge at the same time, but in batches. The Druchs did not want to experience the feeling of falling into the river with people and vehicles. This is why Darkus chose to find another crossing point to cross the Demster River. He carried too much baggage and odds and ends. He doesn't want to carry forward Huang Baitao's spirit. He waved to Maranur, and the fourth batch of chariots crossing the river also started. After the chariots crossed the bridge, the Enils leading the elven horses also crossed the bridge one after another.
The travel route did not change. It was still as planned last night. Maranur's team did not go to Solimburg, but went directly to Tilvide and Flewenholm, two villages belonging to Baron Nisk. Look, as for the follow-up arrangements for Maranur, we will finally meet at Cole Imamoor.
"I've decided, I'll go to the Frostfall Zone with you." After the team crossed the river, Asanok took a deep breath and said to Darkus as if he had made a big decision.
"Then we'll set off later and I'll make the arrangements." Darkus didn't show any excitement, he nodded calmly and said.
Darkus, who was making arrangements, didn't know that the running team he sent yesterday made a big fuss in Sulimburg. The Alric they were talking about last night was defeated by Tolandir, who they were also talking about last night. Short head, at this time, has returned to the embrace of ancestor Varaya.
Tolandir, who came out of the Forest House last night, changed into human clothes as arranged by Colonia, but after wiping out the beastman war gang, his iconic lute did not Buried in the earth by him. Everything that happened in Sulimburg was all because his lute was too special. Although it was well-made and not eye-catching, there was something special about that lute. After a wonderful performance, he suddenly A forest spirit was fascinated by his music and chose to live in the lute.
This indirectly leads to a problem. The lute cannot leave Tolandil for too long or fall into the hands of others, let alone be buried in the soil. In this case, the forest spirit is likely to leave, and the lute will also The magic will be lost.
As Tolandir's mortal enemy, Alric hates Tolandir's arrangement and has no reason not to recognize the iconic lute.
However, there is a solution to this, and it is easy to solve. The running team only needs to say that they killed Tolandil. The lute is a trophy. The bounty of 30 gold crowns is not important to the running team. What is important is Can earn Alric's trust.
It was all normal at first, but things turned sour after Renn made up some nonsense and killed Tolandir.
Believing him to be true, Alric drank a large glass of ale and started yelling, using all kinds of foul language to pour out all kinds of dissatisfaction with Tolandir, all kinds of past grievances, etc.
It was okay at first. Tolandir, who was sitting in front of Alric, wanted to tease Alric, but... he was irritated by Alric's continuous output and the weird eyes of the running team members. He waited for Alric When Ke drank another beer and was about to output again, he couldn't bear it any more. He directly picked up the lute and smashed Alric's red nose hard.
Then... the drunk and well-fed running team started a riot in the overcrowded Hungry Halfling Tavern in Solimburg. Even the patrol guards who came over after hearing the news were beaten up by them. Strictly speaking, they couldn't It was said to be a beating, but a unilateral massacre.
The two Enils who had turned into human shapes launched an attack in Sulim Castle without any scruples. In front of them, who were well-coordinated and powerful, the bounty hunters and guards who came to reinforce them were all blocked in the street. At that moment, the genes deep in their blood were activated, and the two Enil's past grievances and resentments poured out this night. Just like Colonia said, they became human cultists. .
At dawn, the running team that had obtained Alric's memory found Orlov who was hiding, but this time Colonia did not follow the same pattern as before. Frequently acquiring the memory of the caster is not a good thing for the caster. Doing so means that all the bad things about the caster from birth to the time when the spell is cast will be read by the caster.
Colonia obtained the liar's memory because the nature of the situation had changed. She obtained Alric's memory in order to find the specific location of the dwarf army that was destroyed in Lauren Loren. At the same time, she also obtained Alric's time. Anger that is burning all the time, as for this Orlof...
After leaving twenty Enils to block the Vine Bridge, Darkus has already traveled north along the west bank of Demster and arrived again. The edge of the gold and silver trees in the Sun Zone. It was mentioned before that Darkus went to the border between the two gold and silver trees when he was in Tal Litanel, and his current location is at the edge of the gold and silver trees on the right side of the Sun Zone. The other side of the border.
Perhaps because it was a little far away from the ancient holy device, this gold and silver forest was not as dark as what Darkus had felt before. Due to insufficient magical wind, during the day this place is a happy place with lush vegetation and crisp birdsong, and looks like an ordinary forest.
However, at night, it turns into a scary place, a haunted and dark forest, and few of the stranded people survive. Even the patrolling Enil would choose to withdraw from the forest before night, shrinking closer to the gold and silver trees of Tal Litanel, and return to patrol again the next morning.
"These are all my friends." Asanok, who was riding on the back of a cold lizard for the first time, pointed to a forest in the distance and said.
Darkus looked in the direction Asanok pointed. There was no sign of Enil's activity over there, only the endless forest, but he knew that forest was Asanok's friend.
"Leandra should come here to take a look. There are many things here that are both familiar to her and unfamiliar to her."
Darkus nodded. This was a heavy topic. He knew what Asanok's awkward words meant. What, since Asanok mentioned Leandra, it must involve the War of Vengeance and Kor Vanath, the elf familiar from Kor Vanas and Asanok and Leandra Now they all turn into dryads sleeping during the day.
The heavyness and strangeness mean that these tree elves have now changed. The former elves have become brutal and warlike existences now, and the scarce flow of magical wind has made them hungry. They and the forest spirits transformed into tree spirits due to hunger are active at night, trying to satisfy their hunger and thirst.
In Lauren Loren's various disembodied spirits inhabit the bodies of dead trees, these verdant giants with branches as limbs are imitations of the human form. These dryads are divided into two major categories. Some dryads are controlled by forest spirits. They are cruel and warlike. They will hunt prey, but they will also help Aenir fight against intruders. If they are knocked down, the ones living inside will be destroyed. Forest spirits have a high chance of surviving unless they are burned by fire or killed instantly.
Another kind of dryad is a container for the soul of dead elves, protecting it from the erosion of Chaos. It is created by the Aenir resurrection ritual. This type of dryad is generally unconscious, and the sealed elven soul is just a shadow of its past self. , as the tree falls, these elven souls will also disappear.
Of course, these are somewhat normal, and some dryads have fallen into real madness for various reasons.
Darkus, who was looking at the forest in the distance and thinking, suddenly realized a problem, that is, this world must have the existence of magical wind. The prerequisite for spellcasting by spellcasters of all races, including those powerful Slann magic priests, is Needs magical wind.
Similarly, various magical creatures, such as the familiar Eye of the Storm and Ha Shen, as well as the three feathered snakes, all need the wind of magic to nourish themselves. The various forest spirits in the two forests of the old world also need to be nourished by the wind of magic, and the elven souls sealed in the guiding stones of Ulthuan need the maintenance of the wind of magic.
"Perhaps this is the benefit of going out for a walk." Darkus sighed heavily and whispered.
Darkus' thoughts made him realize that the magical wind is indispensable to this world, just like fish cannot live without bicycles and humans cannot live without air. Completely closing the polar gates to the North and South Poles seems to be a luxury for him. Without the magical wind, all kinds of strange species will be wiped out, including Genevieve, who relies on Deha to protect herself by his side, but There are some benefits to not having the wind of magic. For example, all unclean things will be annihilated and turned into dust.
After arriving in the forest, Asanok, who was riding on the cold lizard, jumped down. Under the gaze of the elves, he caressed his friends who had fallen asleep during the day and spoke in a low voice, seeming to be doing his last words. Like saying goodbye.
"I can do everything I can, but I am a mortal after all. I want to prove that I did not come to this world for nothing! As for the flood after I die!" Dak looked at Asanok. Wusi suddenly understood from deep thought that confrontation and war are the eternal themes of this world. He could not do everything, he could only do what he could.
"Are there any key spiritual nodes near the Demster River in the Storm Zone?" Darkus, who had some enlightenment, looked at Kaia who was not far away and asked.
"Yes, it is in the human Hagendorf. The Enil casters we operate there will maintain the nodes there." Kaia said directly without thinking.
"Fighting is nothing." Darkus cursed secretly.
Darkus knew that he came to this world to repair water pipes, not to fight Acha. In his opinion, fighting Acha was a paradox. This is just like when he returned to the mid-Ming Dynasty and said that he would form a large army to fight against Hou Jin and the peasant uprising. The question is what was the real reason for the death of the Ming Dynasty? What is the real reason for the collapse of the world? If he still wants to deal with Acha, then all his previous efforts will be like a joke and completely in vain.
Moreover, Darkus really couldn't understand why the former Queen Lauren Loren gave up such an important position as Hagendorf to humans? Because Hagendorf is on the east bank of the Demster River? No sense of sea power? Elves have no sense of sea power? Isn't this funny? Or is it lack of strength? Lauren Loren can only maintain Tal Litanel, the last elven colony in Elzin Alvin?
But now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, it will be useless to think about it anymore. What Darkus needs to do now is to go to Cole Imamor to find the ancient holy relics. If Cole Imamor really has a relationship with Tal Li Tanel's similar Ancient Holy creations, whether Cole Imamor's Ancient Holy creations were damaged or stagnant, showed that his previous expectations were correct. Perhaps in the near future, the magical wind in the forest will be abundant again, and the forest spirits will no longer be hungry. Similarly, the Shadow Forest and Duncanwald Forest will also be captured by the elves. After Asanok had done everything, the team continued their journey, still moving close to the river bank. He has not stepped into the depths of the gold and silver forest, nor has he entered the forest of elders. That forest is filled with dead trees that are dead or dying, but those existences are sleeping tree people. They rely on the elven pathstones in the center of the Forest of Elders and the ancient and sacred Enjidu to maintain their lowest level. energy supply.
Unless they are cast or attacked, those tree people will not wake up. Only when Lauren Loren is threatened or needs to change the carrier, they will be awakened by the Enil caster, even if the consciousness of these tree people is awakened Not sober either. Some treants have been awakened recently, but they are unaware of the plague and don't care.
By the afternoon, the team could see some river channels and estuaries while traveling. These forks on the west bank of the Demster River would allow part of the river water to flow into the underground network of channels under the honey and silver trees.
In the evening, the team arrived at the densest area at the mouth of the river, which the Enils called the Driftwood Land.
This is a magical place in Lauren Loren, because it is the junction of the Storm Zone, the Sun Zone and the Frost Zone. Due to the complicated waterways, a large group of new blood relatives who have been excluded from Aenir society live there. Here, the city-state kin and woodland kin in Aenir society jokingly call them "river elves", but this group of river elves will fight side by side with the forest spirits who also live here in the form of river elves to fight against the invaders.
Darkus, who was above, had no idea of going down, because it was too troublesome, and it was out of the scope of the Gold and Silver Forest, and he had no idea of trying to recruit this group of river elves. After the team started to set up camp, only Kaia, as the lord, went down to communicate with the river elves, but the result was the same. The river elves did not buy Lord Kaia's account, but the river elves promised to help the team cross Demu. Ste River.
While Darkus was camping, the running team on the east bank of the Demster River was also marching hard in the dark in the forest, but fortunately there were two Enils guiding the way, and there were currently no people in the woods on the east bank. There is no horror.
Elanor, armed with a bow and arrow, walked in front, opening the way for the group. Tolandir was at the back of the team, ensuring that the members in front would not suddenly disappear. Genevieve and Colonia walked in the middle carrying the spades and picks they obtained from Sulimburg, while Renne and Cowell, who were covered in kerosene, dragged and gagged the tortured inhuman form of O. Love.
Soon, the running team arrived at the location that Orlov had boasted about. It turned out that it was just as Orlov had boasted. A raft that seemed to be frequently used was camouflaged and hidden in the shallows of the river bank.
"Are we really going to do this?" Elanor glanced at Tolandil beside him and asked.
"I can't think of a better way." Tolandil, who had returned to his elf appearance, glanced at Olof, who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, and spat. He then spread his hands and said in a show, "We You can’t sacrifice one of us, can you? Ah~ I have already thought about how to compile the rich experiences of last night and today on the way, and he will bring a perfect ending to this adventure!”
“ I hope I can see your wonderful performance before leaving this forest." Colonia said with a smile. They had killed enough humans in Sulimburg last night. They could not survive compared to this one. Human beings in the second half of the night. She cared more about Tolandir's opera, and found that she liked Tolandir's elegant singing voice and the graceful notes he played.
Cowell and Lane looked at each other and pushed the raft down. Orlov's raft could barely accommodate the running team and the dying Orlov. Colonia did not cast a spell on the raft immediately after being prompted by Tolandil. The raft floated across the rapids to the west bank of the Demster River under Elanor's constant adjustments.
"Do any of you want to jump off?" Tolandir, who was standing on the raft, looked at his companions and asked. With good night vision, he patiently explained after seeing the puzzled and inquiring eyes of his companions, " There are river nymphs around here, and the raft will attract them. Since no one wants to jump, I will start the show. By the way, don't throw stones at them unless we want to swim to them."
Tolandir's singing in Germany There was a sound in the middle of the Muster River. Colonia, who was admiring it, found that Tolandir was not as good as it was during the day. Could it be that he was a little tired? While she was thinking, she suddenly felt something approaching rapidly under the water. It seemed to be attracted by the raft crossing the rapids, or perhaps by Tolandir's song.
The river nymphs under the Demster River were attracted by Tolandir's song. After approaching the source of the sound, they danced gracefully in the water and kept cruising around the raft.
Colonia smiled again, and her long-quiet heart beat again. She knows what the river fairy is that swims under the water with blue light. It is also a kind of forest spirit, but it can only live in the water. Similarly, she also knew why Tolandir sang like this. If Tolandir sang better, they would probably have to swim on the Demster River that night.
As Colonia believed, the river nymphs were curious about the land inhabitants, and a song that was good enough, but not bad enough, was needed to appease the river nymphs. If there were no singing, one of the raft would have to jump off to satisfy the curiosity of the river fairy, or all the land dwellers on the raft would have to get off. But what she didn't know was that not far from here, the river elves living near the river caves had reached an agreement with the river fairies for safe passage.
Elano, who was still rowing the raft, stopped working and pulled the only pole out of the river to prevent it from scratching the river fairy. Under the guidance of Tolandir's song, the happy river fairies pushed the raft towards the west bank of the Demster River.
Tolandil, who came to the Sun Zone, completed his courtesy to the river fairies and jumped off the raft. Then he looked around to find the place he was looking for.
"We still have to march for a while." After observing, Tolandir pointed to a gentle slope that could enter the forest above.
After a long time, the running team arrived at the location designated by Tolandil.
"This is it." Tolandil took a deep breath and said. After the members looked at him, he then said in a serious tone, "There may be some dangers next." The
reason why Tolandil decided to bring Orlov came here because he knew the purpose of the running team on the way to Sulimburg last night. When his father was still alive, he mentioned this place when talking about his clan mother, and more than once, there was an extremely ancient being in this forest.
What Tolandir wants to do is to use Orlof as a medium to lure that person out. If he fails, he will only attract the dryads of the Gold and Silver Forest, or the Enils will find out about him and Elanor. He was in big trouble, but he thought for a long time and decided to do it because he found that it was the only way to do it.
"I still think there are some..." Elanor sighed heavily mid-sentence. Although he opposed Tolandil's decision, he knew that Tolandil's decision was correct to a certain extent. Although there were some Apostate.
The next time was a bit long. The running team established a large fire protection line in an open area. Orlov, who had his tendon severed and was treated harmlessly, was doused with kerosene and left on the fire protection line. At the center of the line, he still had some sense and was struggling in vain. He could already feel what he was going to face next.
"Does this count as...playing with fire and burning yourself?" Renn, standing outside the fire line with his arms folded, joked.
"My heart is on fire?" Genevieve, who was also watching the excitement without taking it too seriously, added.
"I just hope that the wind direction will not change in a while."
Under the discussion of the members of the running group, the arrow covered with kerosene in Elano's hand was ignited, and then he shot at the center with close range shooting. of Orlov.
"The fire of Asuryan!" Tolandil sighed as he looked at the burning Olof.
The ignited kerosene and human tissue burst into flames, and the sky-high flames illuminated the forest. But it is a pity that Darkus' team lives on the other side of the mountain on the other side of here. The elves on guard at the high position cannot see the fire here, and the river elves at the lower position can't even see it.
"Here we come." The members looked at the flames soaring into the sky and said in unison. They heard the heavy footsteps coming from the distance behind them.
"Why are you setting fire here?" The wood spirit that came quickly looked at the elves and said in Elsalin language.
"Because that human wants to set this forest on fire, and we want to see you, ancient Engidu." Tolandil said after taking a step forward and saluting.
"You?"
"He prepared the fire oil that can ignite this forest. We got the news in advance and stopped his behavior, but he has to pay the price for his behavior." Tolandir said with respect, and finished. Then he pointed to the burning ashes and said, "Dear Enjidu, please forgive us for setting fire here. As an Aenir, we are not allowed to set fire in the forest, but I really can't think of a better choice." There is a way.
I am a descendant of the Hongye family, and my clan mother Sestra mentioned you more than once when she was here. A terrible plague is sweeping across the river, and I want to see you to solve our confusion."
The tree spirit stood there for a long time, as if it was down. It wasn't until the fire in the fire line was extinguished that it nodded slowly, then turned and left.
"Should we stand here and wait? Or should we follow?"
"How do I know?" Tolandir was also a little confused. He didn't know what that existence meant.
Just when the running team was hesitant, amber light burst out in the distance in the forest, and then the flashing amber light quickly approached them.
"We should wait here." Tolandil breathed a sigh of relief after finishing speaking, knowing that he made the right bet.
In the center, which exudes amber brilliance, is a huge stag in the shape of a void. There is no doubt that it is a forest spirit.
Colonia didn't need second vision to notice the nearly substantial amber wind on the stag, and she could also feel the complicated look the stag looked at them.
"What are you confused about?" After the silent stares continued for a moment, Enjidu's voice appeared in the ears of the members. It did not ask Huo because it already knew the process and the authenticity of Tolandil's words. .
"I want to know why the plague that first appeared thousands of years ago has reappeared in this land."
"An ancient mistake has now bore fruit, which is more bitter than the mistake itself. Destroy Cole... The dwarves of Imamoor paid the price for their actions, and so did he, imprisoned in a cage of his own making, a being mysterious even to me whose voice whispered, Disease Flow from his body." Enjidu had turned his head and left, but his voice kept appearing in the ears of the members, and then turned into nothingness and disappeared into the forest.
Enjidu existed long before the elves came to Lauren Loren. Like other forest spirits, it dedicated its power to Lauren Loren. Although it is not like Athel Loren, the spirit here is The will of the forest and the spirit alike favor the elves. It thinks that the arrival of the elves made its mind slightly active, and it taught Dallolhan many secrets, such as how to bind the elves' souls in the tree.
For a being like Ngidu, there is no emotion more overwhelming than guilt. It always suspected that after it had some interactions with Dalolhan, it made the stupid spellcaster mistakenly believe in other spirits, which led to betrayal and led to what it is today. Therefore, it was unwilling to communicate too much with the Enils, and left after leaving some suggestive clues.
"The situation is very clear. Let's go down and find a place to rest first. This adventure is over. Although the process is not exciting enough, there is a lot of gain, right?" (End of Chapter)