As the name suggests, this is the kingdom of dark elves, but that was not the case from the beginning.
According to Asgard's records, the elven races of the nine kingdoms originally lived in "Alfheim" located at the top of the world's branches, enjoying light and nature, and mastering powerful magical power. However, some elves were not willing to accept it.
As a result, they continued to conduct in-depth research to explore the roots of magic and the world, and finally found a treasure that could edit reality, and named it the "Reality Gem".
The disposal of the "Reality Stone" has caused serious disagreements within the elves. Some elves believe that its uncontrollable nature is too dangerous and should be kept in the treasure house of the Golden Palace, while others believe that they should actively use it to make the elves'
His status is equal to or even higher than that of the Aesir Protoss.
The dispute between the two sides soon intensified, and a full-scale war broke out. The "reality gem" that the "exploiters" had high hopes for before the war failed to produce the effect they wanted. It could not "edit" the enemy and was completely rejected.
The "storage school" elves who accept it, and the "editing" of the "utilization school" elves often have accidents, because those users are not sure what they want, either too much compilation causes the user itself to collapse, or the implementation process
Quite the opposite of what was expected.
In the end, the "Exploiters" were defeated and fled to Svartalfheim, which is located "under the World Tree". Due to their past experiences, they did not want to live in the sun, so they dug tunnels and moved underground to live with Alf.
The elves of Helm made a distinction and called themselves "dark elves".
But Malekith, the king of the dark elves, was not content with this. After several years of attempts, he finally transformed the "reality gem" into "ether particles" that appeared to be liquid, which could transform the dark elves from within their bodies.
Become a "cursed warrior" with powerful combat capabilities.
The "Light Elves", who have always been paying attention to their fallen kindred spirits, discovered this and knew that they were unable to fight alone this time, so they asked Bor, the then Lord of Asgard and Odin's father, to send troops to assist. The combined armies of both sides
Finally defeated Malekith, captured the "ether particles" and sealed them in the Golden Palace Treasure House.
As for how many fallacies there are in this record, or whether it is deliberately distorted by Chunqiu's writing style, ordinary people naturally have no idea.
The current fact is that the dark elves have turned into a race with blue-grey and deep purple skin. They cannot tolerate long-term sunlight exposure and have to live underground. Their appearance is only three-thirds similar to the "light elves". They are the same as the Svatev Sea.
A symbiotic creature called "drow spider" lives in the underground of Mu, so it is also called "drow".
Most drow elves only treat drow spiders as combat partners, but some drow who have been deeply affected by "etheric particles" can "fuse" with spiders and become half-human and half-spider, but their strength is far greater than the two.
Before the start of the "Triwizard Tournament", the de facto king of the dark drow was a woman in this form - the Drow Spider Queen.
But at this moment, she has been infected and transformed by the strange monsters that wandered in halfway, and has become the main force in hunting down and besieging the contestants.
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"Hiss!" "Drink! Ha!"
In the dim corridor, illuminated only by faint blue crystals and some glowing mushrooms, the teams that met on the narrow road were fighting desperately.
On one side are dozens of spider elves and drow spiders, while on the other side are a fat man holding a huge battle axe, a set of red armor, a dwarf in green with double-wielding bayonet swords, and a dwarf with a wheel of mace.
, a thin man in purple nomadic clothing, and some ordinary drow elves who didn't look like they could fight.
Through the dim light in the corridor, it can be clearly seen that the spider elves and the drow spiders they raised are all covered with thick layers of strange horniness that obviously should not belong to them. It can greatly reduce the damage caused by the other party.
In terms of damage, except for the heavy blow from the red-armored fat man who still had some results, the biggest achievement of the others was just to blow away those cuticles, revealing another desperate layer of cuticles underneath.
"Volstagg! We must retreat!" The short man holding a bayonet sword killed two drow spiders by piercing the eyeballs with difficulty. He retreated under the siege of the drow elves and shouted to the fat man in red armor.
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"No!" Vostagg swung his ax and smashed two drow elves away, and then responded in a muffled voice: "Sif's order is to break through here and provide support to her frontal battlefield from the enemy's rear."
"There are troops defending here, which proves that the opponent is obviously well prepared," the man in green used his stabbing sword to deal with the chasing drow: "We should return as soon as possible and remind Sif to evacuate!"
"Hmph! Haa!" Volstagg refused to respond by charging forward again.
Bang!
A mace shattered the drow spider on the side and rear of the man in green who was trying to attack the man in green who was distracted from talking. Then, a thin man in purple nomadic clothing rushed into the battlefield and stood back to back with him: "It's useless, Fan
Dar, if you want Volstagg to retreat, you can only let Thor speak."
"I know, Hogan, but sneak attacks are only useful if the other party doesn't know about them." Fandral glanced at several drows in robes standing far behind him: "We can't annihilate them all.
Spider monsters, and as long as any one of them escapes and tells us to bring a mage around, the entire plan will change from a sneak attack to a strong attack. The current battle is basically - drink!
"Ah... it's not impossible," Hogan slammed the mace at the spider in front of him, "We have often rushed directly into the enemy's heavily guarded lair under the leadership of Thor, haven't we?"
"That's because Sif, Heimdall, and even Heavenly Father took care of it," Fandral supported: "Now that we have lost contact with Asgard, the only backup is Moriarty and the one who is planning something unknown.
The projection of the 'Lord of the Dark Dimension' has descended - I think we are doomed."
After the two of them cooperated with each other to eliminate several drow spiders and spider elves, as the enemy gradually lost their advantage in numbers, some spider elves began to quietly retreat, seemingly wanting to report the news, but across the melee battlefield, they were unable to respond.
Completely helpless, I could only stare.
"Haha! Look, Fandral and Hogan, they are about to escape, work harder!" Volstagg waved his battle ax more vigorously and chopped at the drow spiders surrounding him that were obviously delaying his steps.
And just when the spider elf who broke away from the line was about to disappear around the corner, a human figure wearing casual clothes, jeans, and a hood, who was incompatible with the environment here, appeared out of thin air and grabbed the spider elf.
neck.
Before the three warriors of Asgard could react, the carapace-clad, hard-to-kill monster "melted" in his hands like ice and snow in the sun.
"Hello, fellow Asgardian players, I am Hogwarts' sideline aid. You can call me..."
After the human "melted" the spider elf, he waved his hand as if in disgust, looked at Vostagg and the others, and spoke in a gentle and polite tone:
