Chapter 581 43244

The room was completely decorated in yellow, and a beam of bright yellow light shone from the east wall like a small window. Dacus looked up and realized that it was a magical light source. Glass and crystal goblets, beautifully decorated narrow-necked sweet wine bottles, and silver plates were placed on the table with sweet cookies that the elves loved to eat.

After observing for a while, Dacus walked through the passage that the team had made way for, and then he was stunned there.

"This?"

"Lia Riel."

"?" Dacus showed a blank expression after hearing Liv's explanation. He knew Liandra, who was Lia Riel?

"She... Strictly speaking, she is a god. She can walk in the Pantheon of Asrai. I saw her a long time ago."

"Wait... Ms. Liv, you confused me. She? He? Who is it?" Dacus was not sick. Elsalin is not Chinese. He and she have clear words, and the variant elf language is the same.

"He, she... is a very rare hermaphrodite, an extremely beautiful elf with a faint smile on her face. She is symbolized by the lute and wineskin, and of course, the cup is often used as a symbol. Her followers usually wear green hooded robes, which are embroidered with various symbols in gold thread, including vines, musical instruments, and fruits." At the end, Liv pointed forward, and then she answered again.

Athel Loren is amazing. According to the theory of bloodline, the Twilight Sisters are not elf nobles, but maids. Nestra and Arohan were once individuals, but they were divided into sisters after encountering some things. Nestra represents the light side and Arohan represents the dark side, just like the character of the elves, just like the two sides of Athel Loren, and just like the two sides of a coin.

If such a thing can happen, it is not surprising that an androgynous elf appears...

Dakwus understood that Liarriel is the elf god, the patron saint of music, poetry, dance and wine. But not, just like the descendants of Lord of Destruction and Illinir, such as the fire god Adaeus who lived in the Black Spine Mountains, who could only walk in the medieval world. However, Liariel was even worse than the descendants of Illinir. At least those descendants were still members of the Pantheon, but Liariel was not.

Liariel was worshiped by Asrai and sometimes by human bards. She was regarded as a minor god of wine and art by humans, but it was not spread to Athel Loren. She had no temples or sacrifices, and at most her believers wore her emblem. She didn't have any special holy days. Whenever Asrai sang or drank, she would be worshipped. At other times...

Dakwus had reason to suspect that Liariel was the descendant of a certain elven god. He focused his suspicion on Loik. After all, there was a certain connection. Music, poetry, dance and wine were both related to Loik. Judging from the timeline, Liariel should be conceived by Loik and an elf after the elves came to Athel Loren. In his opinion, Liariel is a bit miserable... They are all abilities that can make Slaanesh ecstatic. If Slaanesh catches them... will they have a good harvest?

Besides, how many people are there in the group of Asrai who live in trees and are no different from monkeys? Yes, Dacuus does not think that humans are monkeys, but thinks that those cousins ​​are monkeys. Both have civilization, but humans do not live in trees like monkeys.

Ainir? They move around in the forest, but do not live in trees, even if there are, they are very few.

The population and materials of Asrai can't support Liariel's divine power at all, which creates a very embarrassing situation. Unless... the entire population of the elves is piled up, and the materials are abundant to support various festivals. In addition to these two necessary conditions, there is also the promotion and propaganda of the superior elves, so that Liariel can escape the clutches of Slaanesh and join the ranks of the Pantheon.

"Music, poetry, dance and wine... Do you know where she is?" After thinking for a moment, Dacus asked. These characteristics are what the elves need. He believes that he has the ability to increase the population of the elves and make them abundant.

"Of course."

Dacus nodded and said nothing more. Now is not the time to study Liarel. Three elf ghosts wearing Liarel badges on their chests and green hooded robes stood at the exit at the other end of the room. The three ghosts kept negotiating with Belloda. From the words, Dacus could hear that they tried to stop the team from passing through there because they believed that evil and chaos lurked behind the door.

However, the three ghosts did not know exactly what was behind the door. They had forgotten who they were and only knew that they were trapped by the evil magician. Their chaotic intention was to protect the souls of adventurers from the evil of the outside world, but they also wanted to prevent some kind of huge evil from being released into the world. They were anxious and a little confused.

There was no need to study the origin of the elf ghosts. It was obviously Asrai, not Asur, not Duruchi, not Ainir, and certainly not the outliers like Gilead and Feswell.

"Don't waste time. I'm going to fall asleep. Can the gems be used?"

Dacus was a little sleepy at this time. The whole room was warm, the benches were tempting, the wine was tempting, and it was full of fatigue. Moreover, in his opinion, these three ghosts could not give any useful information. They just talked about some meaningless repetitive things, just like suffering from Alzheimer's disease. If he didn't need to pay attention to the impact, he would have killed the three ghosts long ago.

"Yes."

After getting an accurate answer, Dacus waved his hand.

The ghosts disappeared and entered the gem. Soon, the three ghosts will be taken to Athel Loren for burial.

The next room is similar to the previous room, except that the room is decorated completely in lilac color, and the occupants are no longer elven ghosts.

A small incense burner on the roof exudes a dull and strong musky smell. Two Slaanesh demons are lying lazily on the bench, looking like they have been drunk. After seeing the team enter, they stood up, as if they wanted to entertain the team. But soon, they lay down again and disappeared.

The third room is pure white, with a bottle of white lilies on the table. The wine bottle is an ordinary silver kettle, but there is no owner.

The next fourth room is pure black, with a red window on the east side, bringing evil light into the room. Black candles burn on black iron candlesticks, and blood gold bowls are placed on the table in the circle. This room seems to be the end of these consecutive rooms. There is no door. At the end, there is a coffin, and next to it sits a woman wearing a low-cut black dress with red silk trimmed on the edge.

"He is awakening, and I can feel his power growing." Genevieve said in a low voice. As a vampire, she sensed the existence in the coffin.

"Do you want to escape from here? This is the only way!" After seeing the team coming in, the woman stood up from the chair, waving the gorgeous scroll in her hand, and then she placed the scroll on the candle flame, threatening to destroy it.

"Why are you here?" After seeing Drusala's eyes, Dacus was ready to tease the woman. As for the vampire in the coffin... is it stronger than Vlad?

"Looking for something! I won't reveal what this item is. I won't reveal the secret of a valuable or important item to someone I don't know and can hardly trust. The scroll in my hand is the only way to escape..."

"That is to say... you don't want to say it? Then what about your meaning and value." Dacus waved his hand after he finished speaking. He was in no mood to argue with this woman anymore. Drusala had already told him that the scroll in the woman's hand was useless, and Genevieve told him that there was something in the coffin. It was obvious that this woman was stalling for time.

Julianne Fassbender had curly black hair and light gray eyes. Her beauty could not cover up the emptiness and indifference in her heart. A long time ago, she was a mercenary. Now she was a servant of the vampire. She was seduced by the existence in the coffin and was transformed into a servant. She was completely loyal to the existence in the coffin and would fight to death to protect her master.

Now, Julianne died as she wished. She fell to the ground before her magic sword was swung. She did not turn into a hedgehog, but her light gray eyes were like a red heart full of arrows on a target.

"What's your name?" Daquus half-crouched down and asked the vampire who was pressed to the ground by the elves. If he was not mistaken... this vampire should be something like a level boss, but that was for adventurers. The team skipped the battle directly. When the elves flipped open the slide, the vampire opened his eyes and was pressed to the ground.

"I'm asking you a question! Are you dumb? Or haven't woken up yet? Do you need me to help you recover your memory?" Cowell said, kicking him hard with his foot.

"Ah~! Rude, where is your demeanor." Dacus stopped Cowell's memory recovery technique, and then he stretched out his hand to Genevieve who was standing beside him.

"Maximilian..."

"Sounds like a noble?"

"Von Carstein..."

Maximilian von Carstein is handsome, dark, and elegant. He is a charming existence, for human women. He looks about 30 years old and has a slender figure. Before becoming a vampire, he was a member of an ancient noble family in Osterland, which ruled an obscure and unfortunate fiefdom.

After becoming a vampire, Maximilian was tired of the internal struggle of vampires. He took Julian on a journey, which was dangerous and exciting until he came to Dragon Rock Castle. He thought there were some hidden equipment in the castle that could enhance the ability of vampires. In fact, as he thought, there were, but he didn't find it, but was trapped instead.

"Coincidentally, I say hello to you on behalf of Vlad." After Dacus finished speaking, he swung the leaf hammer and hit Maximilian's face hard. Then he hit Manfred and Jon Skylan in Altdorf. Maximilian's surprised expression remained on the bloody face that was smashed.

Just kidding, this is Dragon Rock Castle, not the Monastery of Eternal Night and Solace. When in the monastery, Dacus gave face to Lady Melissa and didn't do anything to Vlad, who had a talent for comedy. This is not a monastery, it is Dragon Rock Castle, and the awakened vampire Gu is very difficult to deal with under the blessing of the terrain.

"Let's get out of here." Daxus ordered after handing the hammer to Genevieve.

"These four rooms are an unstable whole, there is no turning back." Colonia replied after studying it for a while. When Daxus turned to look at her, she pointed to the magic circle on the ground and said, "The battle went too fast, and the magic circle didn't have time to activate."

The casters gathered around the magic circle and fiddled with it. After a while, a circle of stones emerged from the floor, surrounded by a circle of glowing red coagulated blood and red light. Then the stone circle in the center peeled off like peeling grape skin, revealing the blood-red channel underneath.

Ryan took out an imperial crown from his bag and threw it into the channel, just like throwing a coin into a fountain to make a wish, but the coin did not make a sound of falling into the water or colliding. The depth of the channel was like the abyss, immeasurable.

Colonia, standing on the edge, made a gesture of invitation.

Although Dacus did not like this feeling, he still jumped down. The channel appeared on the floor. If he followed the normal thinking, he should appear on the negative first floor of the castle, but no, he came to the second floor of the castle. As Colonia said, the four rooms with no way back were an unstable whole.

"He lit up your bitterness and extinguished your honor. You were cursed by him. You should be proud of yourself. You belong to darkness and dedicate yourself..."

"Shut up!" The voice that appeared in his ear made Maranul shout.

"You stupid pig! Get out of here! Who do you think you are? Don't let me see you! You're as embarrassed as a maggot hiding in the dark when you walk through a butcher's shop." Maranul kept scolding while observing the surroundings.

Darkus did not try to comfort the furious Maranul. He knew what happened without asking. Drakefers whispered and touched the most sensitive thing in his cousin's heart, and...it might be related to him. After all, this is a very, very good entry point.

"Weak and powerless, that's all he can do. We're close. The room is moving, so we move too!"

The room is like a landscape room, but it's a little bit bigger than an ordinary landscape room. Darkus was surrounded by trees, and he walked quickly on a narrow path that passed through the weird trees. Some of these trees turned white, some were gray, some were silvery transparent, or translucent, but without exception, twisted faces tortured by terrible pain appeared in the branches and trunks.

A cold wind whistled through the branches, mixed with the tortured cries, which made people shudder. In the distance, a green hill was clearly visible, which seemed to be the exit of the room. The team had to move towards the hill, otherwise there was no way out. Gray trees began to grow and spread on the hillside, approaching the team.

"I want a soul, give me a soul..."

A Chaos Warlock-like existence stood at the foot of the mountain, but before he could finish, his words were interrupted by a magic attack like a storm. His words angered the elves, and then the elves who swarmed over cursed and chopped at him with all kinds of weapons.

When Daxus ran over, the Chaos Warlock who was surrounded in the middle was lying on the ground in pieces. For adventurers, the existence of a gatekeeper BOSS just fell down like this. It was really a bit bullying. The warriors were taking some valuable things under the guidance of the spellcasters. When he took a breath, he looked back and then looked at the Chaos Warlock. He understood.

Under normal circumstances, there are three choices. One is to hand over a poor guy to the Chaos Warlock and then take this opportunity to run away. The other is to fight, but the Chaos Warlock is not so easy to deal with. After a while of fighting, the forest behind will chase you. You have to fight while running, so that you can escape alive. The last one, all of them will be knocked down by the Chaos Warlock or trapped by the forest during the battle, becoming a part of the forest, and becoming one of the poor souls trapped in the translucent tree trunks...

A dazzling sunlight appeared in front of Dacus, and he felt that he experienced the taste of summer tipsy and wild flower nectar at this moment.

"Interesting." After Dacus finished speaking, he turned around and entered a yellow and green archway with flowing colors. The color made him very unhappy, just like Shio, and all he had to do was to go through this door into the intestines.

"This brings back some bad memories for me." Tolandil said with some annoyance when he entered the room. He found himself in a huge stagnant swamp. In some places, the wet ground was broken by black rotten trees, a bit like the remaining mangroves. He was good at using attacks and had very good eyesight. He saw some stumps engraved with Nurgle symbols.

The black water was covered with thick green scum, crawling with bugs, centipedes, swollen flies, etc. Occasionally, dead rats and other corpses could be seen floating on the scum, and swarms of flies and mosquitoes hovered above the swamp, which was indescribably disgusting. The only good news was that there were no Nurglings jumping around, otherwise Daquus would have a question mark.

In the distance, an archway shining with blue-green and pink tones was luring people in.

After watching for a while, the elves turned their eyes to Daquus.

Daquus knew that it was his time to show off. The Trident of the Sea, which had been floating, appeared in his hand. A moment later, the team passed through the archway.

I understand. Daxus understands again. If he is right, the four rooms on the upper and lower floors of the castle are symmetrical? He didn't understand what the combination below was, but he understood the upper floor. The swamp just now represented Nurgle, and the forest at the beginning should represent Tzeentch? Now this...

A patch of grass that looked dense and green appeared in the room, but it was actually countless slender, wiggling fingers that stroked and tickled the people walking. This was an effect caused by magic, and the elves could feel the effect even in their iron boots.

This caressing, hugging, and tickling was distracting, and when the team moved, occasionally a group of twisting, waving, and grasping hands would erupt from the ground, which was of course nothing, because occasionally a Slaanesh demon would come out and attack the team. With orderly coordination, the team quickly crossed the grass and entered the red arch filled with skulls.

Dakwus's judgment was correct. These four rooms were indeed related to the four Chaos Gods, but not too much. At least there were no great demons, just some miscellaneous garbage characters. The room he was in now had endless skeletons. There was no doubt that this room represented Khorne.

The room was made up of endless broken bones, and there were broken skeletons and scattered skulls of humanoid creatures and beasts everywhere. The team made a creaking sound when they stepped on it, and they were indescribably restless. When the team marched for a while, bones flew up from the ground and magically assembled into a huge skeleton monster similar to Tyrannosaurus. The symbol of Khorne was clearly visible on the huge skull.

"Get down!" Daxus pointed at the skeleton Tyrannosaurus and scolded him. He was not like the first time he went to Lustria.

As a result, something strange happened. The skeleton Tyrannosaurus, which was originally preparing to launch a charge, stood there in a daze. The skeleton body kept resisting, as if it was being confronted by two huge forces in front and behind. The skeleton kept trembling and made a creaking sound. When the first bloodletting vampire appeared, the body of the skeleton Tyrannosaurus collapsed, as if it had never appeared.

A steady stream of bloodletting vampires appeared in the room, and then they were exiled by the elves who occupied the battle position. When the bloodletting vampires no longer appeared, the team crossed the ordinary archway.

"You are a little slow." Asanok, who was waiting in the corridor, teased when he saw the team appear.

"What's the situation outside?"

"I've checked it out."

"Okay, let's go to the third floor. I'm a little annoyed." (End of this chapter)