Chapter 134: Theater of Death
() "Are they the legendary Death Eaters?"
Silan's question is more like asking himself. This cannot be blamed on him being timid. It is because magicians are born to hate disorderly and chaotic magic elements, which is like a natural enemy. Every magician is committed to
Build an orderly magical structure and resonate with the magical elements in the air through chanting incantations and meditation.
Among the magician class in Valoran, only two situations, magic power exhaustion and elemental chaos, are regarded as life-and-death matters. Previously in the volcanic maze and stasis field, Slann suffered from the horrific consequences of elemental chaos, and the super giant
The big fireball is simply uncontrollable.
If the magic elements controlled by a magician begin to become chaotic, there are two situations: one is about to die, and the other is about to die.
This motto is written on the title page of every magic book, and it can be said to be a taboo for magicians.
Wang Hu reached out and patted Slan on the shoulder. This Noxian plot soldier has been following him from the beginning until now. Generally speaking, his performance is very good. The massive knowledge reserve makes up for the lack of intelligence to a certain extent. Civilians
The experience of his birth gave this boy a kind of unruly tenacity in his bones, which Wang Hu values the most.
"If it is true, we may have to face some minor troubles. But there is nothing to worry about. Don't forget that we have encountered more terrifying things. There are only one person who can escape from the fire element with his life.
Nothing to be afraid of. Please remember that fear is the most useless thing in the world. Fear cannot make people full of courage!"
The heat from Wang Hu's palm touched Silan's shoulders through the mage's robe, causing his trembling body to stop shaking. The frail magician raised his pale face. The panic in his brown eyes gradually calmed down. This time
The words were like a warm current flowing from the bottom of Silan's heart to his limbs, gradually warming his cold body and calming down his panic caused by fear.
"Sir, your words are like a guiding light. Silan will remember them for the rest of his life! In the future, after I die, I will definitely engrave these words on my epitaph to tell everyone that this thing is the most useless thing in the world!"
Pistol secretly stretched out his thumb, admiring him! I have to say that this companion is very good at dealing with plot characters. It can be seen that this plot soldier, who is a passerby, is now following the king's lead, and his intimacy has at least reached the level of admiration.
Pistol carefully studied Wang Hu's every word. He found that this guy treated plot heroes and ordinary plot characters in completely different ways. The only thing that was certain was that he could always find a breakthrough.
A natural social butterfly!
With this label on the pistol, he simply wouldn't be able to do it.
"Boss, information... Ahem, those 'people' seem to be enslaved dwarves. Just like Slan said. It really seems like a performance. The scenes and characters are all fixed, just like...
"
He said he couldn't continue talking here, it felt too weird. Could it be a theater now? A dwarf tribe gathering was taking place in front of them.
Everyone was lurking in the dim and uncertain light, and the river in the distance was flowing with unknown liquid, reflecting a large amount of clear and chilly sparkling light. But this is the third underground level, at the bottom of the Black Stone Abyss, except for the surging magma.
Where is the large light source?
The violation of common sense is scary, and the group of dwarves is even more uncomfortable.
These dwarves stand only 3.5 to 4.5 feet tall, which is just over one meter. However, because they are very broad and stocky, they look very tall, and people cannot help but ignore the huge difference in height. There are male and female dwarves in this group.
Female, male dwarves are slightly taller than female dwarfs, and appear to be much heavier.
He has tan or light brown skin. This typical skin color is unique in Valoran. His hair is as long as wires and tied together by iron rings of different sizes.
Even the beard is styled into braids.
Obviously, this is a tribal gathering.
It seemed to be some kind of festive festival, and the banquet lasted for a long time. The period was filled with endless gluttony and fighting. Several tents stood crookedly by the river, and the tents made of animal skins and ingots were covered with
Covered with dust, even the color of the patches could not be distinguished. The sense of decay spread from the low-hanging material of the tent to the ground, giving people a deathly desolation.
Catalina had never seen such a strange and scary tribe. Both men and women had bare chests. The men's chest muscles were as solid as rocks, and the women's huge breasts swayed as they sang and danced. Hu
Leather armor and iron armor littered on the ground could be seen everywhere. Men gathered around the long-extinguished bonfire, constantly digging out large chunks of grease from huge jars, and smearing their hair and beards into a shiny black color.
I'm afraid this is the only well-preserved thing in the entire tribe. I don't know what the oil is refined from. It has not dried up and rotted, but the shiny look is disgusting. You can smell an unspeakable smell from a long distance away.
The burnt smell is very similar to the weird smell that comes from hair being burned.
The omniscient Silan rubbed his nose hard with his fingers several times. It smelled so damn bad. If he had a choice, he would rather wash the veteran's smelly socks for a month than stay here. "This is with a wild boar bladder.
Mixed with ointment refined from large intestine, it can keep dwarves' hair shiny and smooth. In ancient times, gray amber was added to this ointment, transforming it into an extremely expensive hair oil, which once made people all over the continent.
The aristocratic ladies are crazy about it.”
Finally, he took a deep breath and said decisively, "Yes, it smells like this, that's how it is described in the book!"
Wang Hu had a weird look on his face. He didn't even want to take a breath, but the smell of a small piece of ointment spread almost to hundreds of square meters. It can be said that it smells three feet in the wind. He only knows the other name of ambergris for things like gray amber. To put it bluntly,
It's sperm whale poop.
This is a solid waxy flammable substance with a gray or black appearance, produced from the digestive system of sperm whales. Ambergris has its own unique sweet earthy aroma. Historically, it was mainly used as a fixative for perfumes and has a high
value.
Due to excessive hunting and killing, sperm whales are on the verge of extinction in the real world. In August 2012, a British boy picked up a rare ambergris worth up to 40,000 pounds, which is equivalent to more than 360,000 yuan at the current exchange rate.
The reason why dwarves do this is because of their traditions and habits, relying on the thick beards on their chins to feel the temperature in the furnace. Beards are more precious to dwarves than life. Every dwarf who dies in battle will be killed if the body cannot be transported back to his hometown.
The beard must be cut off instead.
Katarina's whole body was tense and on full alert. Dwarves are known as a fighting race. This creature created by the Titans is characterized by resistance to fighting. They use tomahawks and warhammers on the battlefield. The marks on the walls of the passage are definitely caused by them.
, there is not only a life bonus during combat, but also a defense bonus.
Moreover, he has a natural resistance to toxins, and his character is extremely stubborn and taciturn. Anyone who encounters such an enemy will feel a headache, and the feeling of powerlessness can drive people crazy.
"They seem to be holding a wedding? This is so ridiculous. Do these Death Eaters still have offspring? How could the gods of Valoran allow such evil creatures to be reborn? They don't know the value of life at all.
.Chaos and disorder often represent destruction and disaster, and I will never tolerate this happening!"
Katarina held the two daggers of doom tightly in her hands. Her words were like the icy cold wind whistling past the tundra wilderness, causing pain to the eardrums.
Wang Hu looked at Catalina, who was as cold as a block of ice. Isn't this girl just an evil star who destroys lives and brings disaster to countless families? Why did she become like a guardian... Well... It doesn't make sense at all.
"They were all undead enslaved by Ragnaros, and their bodies were injected with restless fire elements. They were holding a wedding when the disaster occurred, which is not surprising. What is strange is that they still maintained what happened during their lives after death.
memory, although this memory is only a mechanical expression of the body. Have you noticed that there is a 'living person' among these dwarves?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's face turned cold. The living people who were among the Death Eaters. Some kind of bone-chilling coldness made them shiver, and several pairs of eyes stared at the group of dwarves.
Search carefully.
At this time, the wedding seemed to have arrived. Many dwarves were beating iron drums and armors, and the sound of swords clashing was heard far away along the Yuchen River. As if being in this sea of people, an unprecedented sense of loneliness hit my heart.
The bloody pieces of meat were taken down by the dwarves from the extinguished bonfire. They deliberately ignored the fact that they were dead. They still grabbed the dust from the spice jar and smeared it on the pieces of meat as they did before they were alive. It was like sprinkling it on the steaming barbecue.
Full of black pepper and salt, they stuffed them into their mouths one after another.
Covering his mouth with the pistol, he was very aware that his stomach was in a mess, and the cocoa he drank seemed to turn into greasy grease, churning in his stomach.
His eyes turned away from the bloody swallowing scenes. A dwarf with a gray beard suddenly walked to the center of the venue and grabbed a woman who was tending the fire, while a half-bald dwarf also grabbed
Live with that woman.
Graybeard roared, shouting in a language that Pistol could not understand. Baldhead responded without any sign of weakness. Graybeard roared and kicked him in the stomach. Baldhead bent over in pain, and then pulled out the belt from his waist.
The battle axes returned the favor. In the blink of an eye, the two men were fighting together with their axes and hammers. The two warriors chopped down their companions without any sense of humanity. They circled around the woman in the open space in the center of the tribe,
They sacrificed their lives to kill each other.
The blades were spinning, and shouts and curses were heard endlessly, but no one stopped them. Instead, the dwarves onlookers commented on these two people, and even the meddling guy actually set up a gambling game.
Death came in an instant, and the sparks from the collision between the battle ax and the hammer stung the eyes of the pistol, and the speed was so fast that he could not see clearly. Suddenly Graybeard stumbled, and Baldhead immediately seized the opportunity and chopped him down to the ground.
A large amount of orange magma with black fragments splashed out from Graybeard's chest. Baldhead slashed Graybeard from the chest to the lower abdomen with an axe, disemboweling him.
The loser struggled a few times and died miserably on the spot. The winner immediately picked up the woman and walked around the center of the camp several times, as if to promote his bravery.
Then he pushed the woman to the ground, roughly took off her rotten clothes and started fucking her...
Chapter completed!