Chapter 35 7. Is your bead authentic?
"Where have you been?"
The stall owner, lying on the ground, stammered, "Sir, we are returning from the Wolf Spider Coast of Lustria."
Darkius nodded in understanding and began to play with a Lustrian-style staff.
"Yeah, that's good. Pachucoco will probably like it."
After handing the staff to Walter, he picked up a necklace from the stall and looked at it carefully. It was called a necklace, but it was actually a very long fang with a dark red rope. It looked very auspicious, and there was a strange power in holding it in the hand.
"Where did these things come from?"
"Sir, I got it from a very strong lizard man. It attacked us in the jungle, and it took us two teams to kill it."
Dacus wasn't interested in stories; he came to hunt, not to listen. He placed the tusk across his chest and realized it was much longer than he'd expected. It wasn't suitable for someone his size; forcing himself to carry it might kill him. He held the tusk in his hand again, closed his eyes, and felt its power.
Daxus could clearly feel the violent emotions in his heart, as if he would stand up in the next second, draw his weapon, and devote himself to the killing spree.
"This should be a Tyrannosaurus tooth. A Tyrannosaurus necklace? Useless."
Having said that it was useless, he still handed the necklace to Walter. Daxus saw the hand drum sitting under the stall owner's buttocks. He was a little dazed looking at the hand drum. He felt like he had traveled back in time, to an ancient town imitating an ancient style, but this hand drum was double-sided.
Darkus came to his senses and said, "Hand over that drum and tell me the story of this drum."
"My lord, we found this in the ruins of a Lustrian abandoned city."
"You just said you were going to the Wolf Spider Coast of Lustria?"
"Yes, my lord."
Daxus pondered, "Could it be that war drum? What's it called? It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
He picked up the drum and started beating it, then looked at Walter and asked, "Do you feel anything strange?"
Walter looked at Dacus blankly, hesitated for a long time, and said uncertainly: "Sir, I feel more powerful?"
Daxus asked the stall owner and several Duruchis who were also lying on the ground behind him.
"My Lord, do I also have this strange feeling?"
Dacus seemed to be certain that this drum was the Zahuitak war drum, the drum of echo. He suddenly thought of the scene in Legend of the Cat Demon where Emperor Xuanzong played the drum at the Paradise Banquet.
"Elegant! So damn elegant! I should have just removed the hairpin. Perhaps this is also a way to get closer to the God of Love and Art."
Dacius took out twenty sovereigns and placed them on the stall.
When they got to the distance of the War Hydra, the horses were very resistant and refused to move forward. Dacus stood there and watched the War Hydra. At this time, the War Hydra seemed to have eaten its fill, and all five heads lay on the ground and dozed off.
The War Hydra is a colossal beast of the mountains, one of the largest beasts in all of Naggaroth. Its ill-tempered nature and voracious appetite have left many victims reduced to limbs. Taming a War Hydra is a difficult task, requiring a steady, accurate, and relentless whip to prevent it from devouring it. Furthermore, the Hydra is incredibly difficult to kill, both due to its protective scales and its ability to rapidly regenerate any wounds. The only chance of slaying it is to swiftly decapitate all its heads; even if only one remains, the others will quickly regenerate, or by using war machines like the Reaper Ballista and magical overdrive.
In short: Eight meters tall, with five snake heads, a body, four legs, and a tail. It can only walk or run, not fly, and has a remarkable resurrection ability. The third head isn't called Saburo, but rather the core war machine of Druki.
"What a beautiful war machine!"
Walter suddenly said in a showy tone, "My lord, do you know the legend in the north? The beast of Lema!"
Darkeus was speechless. He knew, of course, that far to the north of Naggaroth, a legend circulated of a massive war hydra. This monster never aged, and with each passing year, it grew ever larger, its scales denser, its teeth sharper, its claws longer. Whenever the Hellbane Family heard of it, they sent trainers to search for it, but apart from fighting with the trainers of Karonde Kar, they found nothing. Through sacrifice, the trainers gained confirmation from Anes Lema that the monster existed.
The two walked to a weapons stall.
Dacus surveyed the dazzling array of Aurora-style weapons on the stalls: swords, spears, halberds, axes, halberds, hooks, and forks. Puzzled, he took the phoenix-wing gilded halberd from the weapon rack. It was about two meters and eighty centimeters long, with an iron-clad, thick wood shaft and a pointed tip. The halberd was likely made of Nangao iron and weighed about five kilograms.
He put his head on the ground, shook the shaft, played with it for a while, put it back, and took out a three-pointed, two-edged sword to play with it.
Dacus took the lead and said, "I want this, this, and that too."
He had no interest in these weapons. In his opinion, these weapons were the same as the Drucci Halberd. He had no system, and he didn't know whether the DND exotic weapon talent was lit or not, and he didn't fight the general immediately.
In this life, all you need to do is understand how to use the halberd, halberd shield, spear, sword, and sword shield.
Besides, wearing a set of fifteenth-century Gothic armor, holding a phoenix-wing gilded halberd, and shouting: A real man is born between heaven and earth? Um, there is something wrong with your style of painting.
Walter bent over with difficulty and picked up the five dragon-headed crossbows of different shapes that were spread out on the table.
Daxus began to hang the dragon-headed crossbow on the horse bag, saying as he did so, "It looks quite interesting. I'll take it apart and study it when I have nothing to do in the winter."
After walking for a while, Daquus saw a black pearl on a jewelry stall that attracted his attention. The pearl was extremely black and huge, and was embedded in a pendant.
Dacus picked up the bead and played with it, then asked with a sinister smile, "Are these beads authentic?"
The stall owner was a peddler, and behind him were two thugs dressed as duruchi. The three duruchi knelt on the ground, and the peddler said urgently, "Sir, please keep it real, please keep it real."
"Where did it come from?"
"My Lord, I collected it from Gorond."
Dacus picked up an inverted triangular copper pendant inlaid with a blue cat's eye and held it in front of him, shining it in the tomato-like sun.
"What about this?"
The dealer quickly looked up and then immediately looked down and said, "Sir, this one too. Both of them were sold to me by the sorceress."
Dacus weighed the black pearl in his left hand and the cat's eye in his right. He looked at the other jewelry on the stall and asked, "Are these all from Gorond?"
"Yes, yes, sir, these are goods that flowed out of the Dark Witch Monastery. My sister is practicing there, and I received them through her channels."
Daxus then took each piece of jewelry in his hand, closed his eyes and felt it, and felt that two of them were not ordinary items.
"You two, step back!"
The two Druzy thugs immediately crawled backwards. Dakuus glanced around and saw that the other stall owners were also kneeling on the ground.
Dacus asked softly, "How many times have you dumped goods?"
"Sir, this is the third time."
"Raise your head!" Dacun looked at the dealer.
"What path did you take?"
"My lord, this is a military transport team from Nagarond and Grond. As long as you pay enough Sovereign, you can join them. After arriving in Nagarond, you can take a ship, go underground and sea, pass through Hag Grave and arrive here."
"They won't just shackle you and enslave you? Or find a secluded place to sacrifice you to Kane?"
The dealer whispered, "Sir, what you're talking about happens all the time, but there's nothing we can do. My sister is training in the Dark Witch Monastery and needs Sovereign. Maybe one day I'll disappear, or my sister will disappear. My brother has already disappeared."
Daxus teased the dealer, "You're lucky, and your luck is even better today. I'll take all these jewelry." Then he waved to the city guards in the distance.
The captain of the city guard ran over and knelt on one knee outside the three swords.
Dacius tossed the captain a sovereign and said, "I have an errand for you. Bring him to the Takia Manor in the noble district tomorrow morning."
After walking for a while, Dacus still didn't find what he was looking for and shook his head in disappointment.
Dacus handed the cat's eye amulet to Walter and said, "This is my gift to you."
"Sir, this?"
"If this thing is real, it should be able to block a fatal attack for you, you know."
Walter replied gratefully, "Thank you, sir."
"It's getting dark, let's go back."
After saying this, he galloped away on his horse.
There may not be any tonight, so don't wait.
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The pace is a little slow now, but it shouldn't be a waste of time, including the incense burner is useful
City Guard is from the 4th edition of the Dark Elf Army Book