Chapter 85 11. Dacus's Back
At night, Daxus read the book on the glowing crystal hanging from the tent ceiling. This book was incredibly old, dating back to the time of the second Phoenix King, Barshana, over 5,000 years ago. Butler Dia had searched for it for a long time before finally finding it in the library of the Hell's Disaster Family.
The title of the book is "The Adventure Record of Belsarius". He was an explorer who had visited Lustria and Slann. Daxus judged that he should have visited the Ash City of Pahkos. If he remembered correctly, the Slann Mage Priest Lord Hunni Aitanqua was there at the time.
The book records that Huini Aitankui was riding on the carriage and his eyes fell on the elves kneeling in front of him. Then he said something, and then he fell silent and fell into a silent response. No one knew what he said. The elves looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
The Skink Priests present at the meeting hissed and clattered excitedly, as they seemed to be debating the meaning of the Slann's words. Suddenly, the eldest of the Skink Priests pointed at Belsarius and declared that what Huni Aitanqua had said was: "They should not be here."
Instantly, the temple guards surrounded Belsarius's troops, their halberds raised. Belsarius's troops, seeing the situation was dire, drew their own weapons, and the observatory erupted in an uproar. The moment Belsarius's troops unsheathed their weapons, the temple guards instinctively rushed to protect their master.
In the first chaotic minutes, half the elves in the ranks were savagely cut down, and Belsarius led his warriors in a desperate retreat, leading his warriors back down the steps of the pyramid and towards the city gates.
Belsarius's group was allowed to depart, but even then, only he and a handful of warriors returned to their ships. Three months later, Belsarius's ships returned to Ulthuan, stricken with sickness and paralyzed by infected wounds that refused to heal. He told the Phoenix King Barshana of the creatures that inhabited the jungles of Lustria, and wrote the "Chronicle of Belsarius's Explorations."
Dacus read for a long time, then turned the book back to the page where they met and studied it carefully.
"Why do I feel like this is a misunderstanding? The kind of misunderstanding caused by language barriers."
At sunrise the next day, Dacus's troops were suddenly awakened from their sleep by a strange noise. The Duruchi drew their weapons and emerged from their tents, only to find the entire jungle seemed to be moving and trembling. As the mist cleared, the Duruchi looked down and saw Lizardmen constantly emerging from the jungle. They wore yellow crowns and various ornaments, marching in an orderly fashion.
The Drukis held their weapons and looked at Daquus.
"Sir, this?"
"Raise the flag!" Dacus waved his hand and gave the order without hesitation.
At this moment, Kallion transformed into the flag bearer, holding the legion flag in his hand. A black raven was vividly displayed on the red background. Flanais also held high the flag of Clarkalond.
Pichipochi appeared with a large army of lizardmen. The lizardmen held large shields, spears, and clubs in their hands. The skin lizards following behind the lizardmen also held clubs and shields, and some carried javelins and blowpipes. The lizardmen army gathered under the platform and looked at the hot-blooded people on the platform indifferently.
As if sensing the indifference of the Lizardmen army, the big guy agitatedly ordered the cold lizards to prepare for battle. The Dark Ankylosaurus and the Ancient Triceratops also became alert, ready to charge at any time, but were immediately stopped by Darkus.
Chupa-Koko ran down the stairs excitedly. Pichi-Pochi also saw Chupa-Koko, and the two hugged each other excitedly and spun around.
Standing on the platform, Dacus looked down at the Lizardmen army, feeling as if he were the king of the world. He trembled all over, and stretched out his arms, embracing something. Who wouldn't like that feeling? Even though this army had nothing to do with him at the moment, a single Sovereign.
Chupakoko and Pichipochi chattered with each other, Pichipochi seemingly asking Chupakoko where he'd been. Chupakoko was incredibly excited, as if his two years of travels would be something he'd brag about for centuries to come. He gestured and pointed at Darkus, saying something.
"Stand here and don't move."
The Druchis watched Daquus's back as he slowly walked down the stairs. Several dignitaries looked at each other, as if they were worried about something.
The lizardmen army made way and looked at Dacreus indifferently. A raven with a shiny black body landed on Dacreus's shoulder armor again. No one knew where this raven came from in the jungle of Lustria.
Darkius slowly walked up to the two Skink brothers, looked at Pichipooki, and stretched out his right hand. Pichipooki looked at him in confusion.
Chupakoko said at this time: "Handshake, handshake." Then he handed over Pichipochi's left hand. Darkeus wordlessly held Pichipochi's left hand with his right hand. The Skink's hand felt sticky in his hand.
Perhaps this handshake can be written into the family history of Hell's Disaster.
After shaking hands, Darkus put his right hand behind his back and rubbed it on his armor.
"Hello, my name is Darkus Hellbane, a Druki."
Pichipochi was stunned, staring at Chupakoko in confusion, as if asking me what to do next. Chupakoko ignored his brother and pointed at his head, implying that his brother was not in good shape.
"Where did he learn all this? Who taught him?"
However, the following conversation seemed to confirm that Chupakoko was right.
Darkus nodded silently, then said, "I wish to see the respected Lord Mazdamuddi."
Pichipooki jumped up in shock before he realized that he could understand what Darkus said.
"My Ancient Saint, how can I understand what you are saying?"
Perhaps he carries the blood of Alandrian, the patriarch of the Hellbane family? Or perhaps he comes from a higher dimension? Who knows?
Dacus laughed mysteriously, his laugh provoking a beating. "Perhaps all this is the arrangement and will of the Ancient Saints!"
Peachpochi opened his mouth wide and looked at Darkus in shock.
"Can you understand what I say?"
"What else?"
After a while, Daquus's team set off. The rest of the journey was much smoother, and more importantly, it was more impressive.
The lizardmen army and the ancient triceratops led the way, and the lizardmen army surrounded their guests in the middle.
The wooden frame that was made overnight finally worked. Instead of placing the Reaper Crossbow and Black Sharp Crossbowmen on it, there were five more Duruchi lying on it.
Darkus, no longer feeling anxious, said leisurely on the big guy's back, "Ryan."
"My Lord, I understand."
