Chapter 250·Revelation of the Prophecy Stone

Author: Chui Lao Nan Shiyi

"Teclis! What's wrong with you?" The mighty figure wearing Aenarion dragon armor stabilized the white-robed archmage. The family relationship between him and his brother was very deep, even though his eyes were bleeding and filled with anger.

, and cannot dispel his goodwill towards family affection.

Lord of the Assur War, Dragon of Cosqui, also known as Aenarion's successor, Guardian of Ulthuan, Champion of the Everqueen, each of Tyrion's titles and reputations alone are enough to intimidate ordinary elves.

Teclis waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and slowly spoke under his brother's concerned gaze: "I went to the Antarctic Fortress, and at the same time, I searched for the future trends of the world in the ancient colonies in the south, and even searched for the legendary prophecy stone.

Discovered.”

"Brother, order is not only a matter of our Assur family, it is also a vital matter of the entire world."

Tyrion obviously didn't take his brother's explanation to heart. Even if he had any thoughts, they were quickly erased by his superior mentality as a high elf.

"Isn't it about Asul? Who else is it related to? Those monkeys? A group of so-called human empires that lived in our colony and developed with the help of the ridiculous technology of the mountain dwarfs?"

"Are they still those monkey kingdoms full of chivalrous fanaticism and undemocratic tithes that divide nobles and serfs?

Or maybe our distant relatives, the group of wood elves who live in the forest regardless of the Phoenix King's orders?"

"As for the dwarves hiding in the mountains, I really don't know why Finuba and you admire the heritage and strategic development intentions of the dwarves so much. Is it necessary for the dwarves to contact us as a twilight race when the sun sets in the mountains?"

The Supreme Master sighed slightly: "Brother, the Mountain Kingdom and the Human Kingdom are not as backward and stupid as you think. Their military strength is not weaker than any kingdom in Ulthuan. If there is a conflict between us, it will lead to war.

If a large-scale conflict breaks out, our outer ring kingdom will inevitably be unable to hold on for a long time, and may even be captured."

There is no way, the Asurs are arrogant to the core of their pride and strong self-esteem, and they do not allow or agree to treat some races with rich heritage as allies.

They will only see it as a threat.

When the order was weak, Asul claimed to be the shield of civilization. That was because the other order camps were too weak, and when the high elves with powerful magic and unparalleled military power appeared in front of them as saviors, they faced these weak people.

With the eyes of racial adoration, the Asurs who greatly satisfy their self-esteem will become extremely friendly friends.

However, when the strength of other order camps increased significantly, even threatening the strongest civilization of Assur.

They will show the meanest and coldest side in their hearts. These are common problems among the entire high elves. Only a handful of high elves will treat other order races equally.

Fenubar, the Phoenix King, is one, and Teclis, the Supreme Master of the White Tower, is also one.

Perhaps, other high-ranking Asurs, just like Tyrion, have deep-seated prejudices and would rather the race continue to decline and the population continue to decrease than acknowledge the development of other races.

Tyrion felt uncomfortable with his brother's words. As a high elf, he naturally did not want to see other races rise strongly, not to mention that he was one of the top leaders of the power pyramid.

He laughed angrily and sneered loudly: "Ha! The Human Empire? Those monkeys? Those monkey countries that were blocked by a dragon ship fleet I sent two hundred years ago to block the entire sea area! If you weren't willing to return to Ulthuan, the dragon ship would

The fleet can destroy all the facilities along their coast, even towns! Even civilians! You actually think they can be our enemies, ha! Ha! Ha!”

"At that time, I was helping humans rebuild their homes, and at the same time establishing a magic academy to weaken the corruption of Chaos from its roots. Brother, although humans are not as susceptible to corruption as Asur, many of them yearn for peace just like us.

, and I don’t want to plunge into chaos. It’s been two thousand years now, a full two thousand years.”

Teclis paused for a moment at the last sentence. His calm eyes met Tyrion's. The latter actually made a rare move to hide.

The Supreme Mage continued: "Humanity has survived several Chaos invasions without help, and its contribution to resisting the waves of Chaos has been indispensable, from Magnus two hundred years ago to as far away as the Human Empire.

In the beginning, the miracles created by human beings far exceeded our imagination.”

"We need a miracle, in the coming final moment when the gods will flee."

"It's so complicated, Teclis, do you still remember the battle when you and Her Royal Highness the Eternal Queen first met?" The guardian of Ulthuan did not want to know what his own brother was thinking. He came from the Ship Burial Cemetery in the south and the north.

The threat from the Dark Elf Ark in the outer ring kingdom, in fact, Tyrion needs a helper who can share his pressure: "Everyone in the kingdom believes that the two of us have inherited the powerful bloodline of our ancestors since childhood, and you have the same skills as the great mage of all generations.

, even comparable to the talent of the dragon tamer Caledor, the great demon of Slaanesh, Cali, was exiled by your magic."

Teclis nodded silently. His magical attainments can be said to be at the pinnacle. If all the archmages in the history of the high elves were compared and ranked, this supreme archmage, the master of the White Tower of Hoth, the crown of the Saffrey War

The ranking of the owners will not be lower than the top five.

Tigris held the staff of the moon, and his eyes were first on the magic light ball, and then on Tyrion: "Brother, you protect Ulthuan, I will go outside to find a way to save the world, even if I

Even if it fails, Ulthuan will not be troubled by strong enemies because of your presence, and there will still be a home that I miss in the Antarctic and Arctic fortresses outside, and even Asul in the Dawn Fortress in the far east."

The war lord's face looked displeased and he said solemnly: "Then why can't I go look for it and you can guard Ulthuan? Teclis!"

"Only with your prestige can you coordinate and mobilize all the Assur armies. Brother, Ulthuan needs you more than me. The Supreme Council of High Elves, you have the full support of Fenubar and the support of the Eternal Queen.

Every move can be carried out smoothly, and I am just a White Tower Archmage with the title of Guardian of Ulthuan."

At night after collecting the six fragments of the Prophecy Stone, Teclis had a strange dream.

He cannot feel the existence of physical objects, but the world in front of him is a colorful and chaotic world. Everywhere is full of strangeness. Absurd and weird creatures are rampant in this space. There are even giant creatures millions of times his size under his feet.

, like a long snake circling and circling on the dense black earth.

In an instant, like a white horse passing through a gap, the scene in front of him changed, a blue-black space was ethereal, and a grotesque creature like an ancient god crossed its legs in the void.

It/him/her has hundreds of pairs of eyes closed, a huge body floating on an altar, an unknown creature that cannot be described in words, giving Gale a sense of fear, confusion, and even want

Worship it/him/her.

Countless words, pages written in unknown languages, a huge maze, are changing around this ancient god every moment. There seems to be an undercurrent surging in a huge dark well beneath him/him/her.

The Supreme Mage was speechless and remained sane while witnessing the chaos.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes that shone brighter than stars opened. Hundreds of pairs of eyes opened at the same time. The originally gentle flow of magic wind and psychic changes were like resurrection at this moment. At this moment, Tiger

Reese only felt that countless stars appeared in front of him and were watching him.

He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and a word appeared in his mind.

Weaving.

Blood light enveloped the whole body, the space changed again, and a scarlet world appeared in front of Teclis.

The rich smell of blood in the entire space, accompanied by the smell of sulfur, impacts the human sense of smell. The blood in the sea of ​​​​blood is boiling, mixed with the magma in the cracks on the crimson earth, and the waves are turbulent!

A "warrior" covered in scarlet plate armor sits on a brass throne in the center of the space!

Every breath he took breathed out a huge amount of sulfur smell, and six rivers of blood flowed from the edge of the three pairs of giant horns above his head. The high elf mage felt some kind of strong murderous intention and madness. This "warrior" was dying every minute and every second.

Maintaining anger, this anger is enough to make every creature that feels it go crazy and lose their mind!

Under the brass throne, countless skulls are piled up to form countless palaces. Under the throne, on the nine steps with huge barriers, there are demons! There are millions of them, all of them are big demons!

The demon's powerful twisted body! Swinging the giant ax powerfully!

Various skulls are hung densely everywhere on each statue, and the clusters of skulls are their way of glory! Symbolizing the will of the "true god" on the brass throne! The eight-column emblem flashes with dazzling blood, which reflects

In Gail's eyes

Countless bloodthirsty demons and bloodletting ghosts are surging, crowding, and climbing in the sea of ​​blood. They risk their lives to fight, duel, and melee! Just to get the gaze of the "true god" on the brass throne for a second.

!

They all want to be recognized! So as to become a demon! Become one of the ninth-level demons!

Countless demons seek sacrifices in battle to please the Blood God!

Madness! Boundless madness!

The tsunami-like anger made Teclis' whole body tremble! His spirit was also affected by this space!

If it were an ordinary White Tower mage, he would be tortured until he roared, growled, and tore his hair.

Killing.

A large amount of sulfur burst out, and the blood god Khorne's eyes stared at somewhere. The supreme power crushed the tiny infiltrator, but once again, he disappeared.

But the stench filled the tip of my nose, and there was decay everywhere around me!

The fluffy flies, which are as big as mortal cats and dogs, are covered with abscesses, forming layers and layers and waves of dense "clouds". Under the rotting branches and roots, all kinds of insects

Crawling, everywhere on animals and plants there are thick layers of granulation.

The big decaying tree and the tightly entwined dark green vines seemed to have self-awareness. The tree roots were moving slowly, and the vines covered the green earth. Fungi and spores exuded a foul smell, and they continuously sprayed out giant spores.

Plants are like demons. Blue, red, green, and purple flowers bloom in an absurd world, and all kinds of poisonous pustules are spreading deadly germs.

In the center of this world "full of life", an extremely fat body sits in front of a pot as big as that body. In his greasy and rotten left hand, he holds a "spoon" made of an unknown material and keeps stirring.

The thick green and disgusting swill in the pot.

Creeping vines, badly damaged buildings, and every place where life should not exist has its own life.

The swollen body in front of the crucible exudes an unbearable stench for humans. The skin is covered with necrotic and pus-filled ulcers. Many huge parasites crawl up and down in the cracks on his surface. It seems that everything is caused by the Creator.

Corruption rolled into one.

Clusters of grape-shaped herpes appeared on his fat waist, and various rotten and fallen organs kept flowing out of the holes in his body. These mucus, organs and herpes would split into some Nurglings, Nurglings

Just like a group of children fighting with each other in the filth, and giggling from time to time...

The ladle covered with maggots is stirring, and every time it is stirred, the mortal world will break out, and new diseases will appear, destroying the mortal world all the time!

A large number of demons surrounded him, like a family chatting around a campfire, but every word was extremely filthy, like sharp claws rubbing against each other, making it impossible for mortals to hear clearly.

Countless demons roared and rushed into the crucible. Thousands of demons turned into thick slurry, but they still followed one after another! Under the stirring of the giant ladle, demons from all directions continued to rush in.

The green fades, and the sweetness of purple lingers around the perspective
To be continued...