Dennis was walking in the dark underground palace, a place where sunlight could not penetrate.
Kislev's army struggled with the undead vampires in Esh for several months, until the arrival of the Imperial Church of Sigmar, who completely captured the city.
The exposed parts of the city have long been dilapidated due to the war, but underground, they are well preserved.
There is a complete underground network, secret passages, and secret caves all over this land. In the dark corners of the underground city, dark creatures still appear from time to time.
Only adventurers, madmen, guards, and patrols will appear in these dark tunnels.
But Dennis is not. The purpose of her coming here is to see the whole picture of the Library of the Dead. In two days, all the books here will be disposed of by the Church of Sigmar. In return, the Church will continue to support Kislev in the conquest of Sylvania.
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The corridor stretches endlessly, as if it ends in an abyss.
The fire flickered, bright and dim.
The cold breath followed her everywhere, but Dennis was not afraid of such a breath. The cold underground suited her constitution, making her feel a little comfortable.
"who!"
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, Dennis caught a shadow that quickly disappeared out of the corner of his eye.
In the undead city that had just been captured, there were still some remnants of undead life in the dark underground. This was not surprising. However, the shadows flashed past like a swift wind, which made Dennis feel alert.
In the dim light of the fire, Dennis walked along the bookshelf.
She recited the spell silently, and a ball of blue ice flame gradually ignited in her hand, shrouding everything around her in a faint blue light.
However, there are no humans...and no undead.
Only the crow standing on top of the bookshelf stared at her with a pair of blood-red eyes.
The queen took a deep breath. It seemed that nothing happened. She was just worrying too much.
Just as she was about to leave, the black crow on the bookshelf suddenly spoke -
"The noble Snow Queen."
Its voice seemed to come from the abyss, as low and hoarse as a demon.
This made Dennis' hair stand on end. She immediately turned around and aimed the ice ball in her hand at the evil crow. Maybe it was not a crow at all, but some kind of evil creature, an evil creature that Dennis didn't know based on her current knowledge.
The ice ball was suspended in the queen's hand, and the powerful ice flame illuminated the library.
However, the crow was not afraid or frightened at all. It even remained motionless and looked at the tiny humans under its feet with some contempt.
"My Queen, relax, I am not your enemy."
The crow stirred its tongue and spoke in a twisted voice.
The sound seemed to be a mixture of human voices and animals, which made people feel weird.
"No matter who you are, if you appear here, you are my enemy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ice ball in Dennis' hand whizzed towards the uninvited guest.
Suddenly, a blue light suddenly appeared in the underground palace, and the cold air swept through the entire library like a storm.
However, the black crow just flapped its wings, dodged easily, landed on another bookshelf that did not collapse, and continued to stare at the furious queen in front of it with its blood-red eyeballs.
The frosty air current that could freeze wild beasts did not cause any harm to this little crow. Dennis was surprised and began to feel worried. At the same time, a more powerful magical power was brewing in her body.
"Dear Snow Queen, I am not your enemy."
The crow spoke again——
"I am your messenger."
Its hoarse and charming voice echoed in this underground palace that was about to be flooded by the cold current.
But Dennis ignored it, and the more powerful cold air slowly approached the dark creature, surrounding it.
Facing the approaching ice, the crow showed no fear.
It stood on the bookshelf, its blood-red eyes kept turning——
"I am your messenger, noble queen. I come from the north and bring news there. A storm is brewing in your kingdom. There is not as calm north of the Great Wall as you and your father imagined. The northern tribes are coming.
Gathering together, they are no longer scattered, a man named Boris is unifying them and leading them!"
The crow's pale cry was like a thunder, exploding above Dennis' head. Boris... the name was like a sharp knife, piercing her gradually frozen heart.
In an instant, countless fragments of memories flooded into her brain and occupied her thoughts.
The cold air surrounding the crow has also weakened a lot.
Taking advantage of the Queen's painful memories, the crow on the bookshelf fluttered its wings and flew down.
And transformed into a human form in mid-air.
An old man holding a rotten wood crutch suddenly appeared in front of the Snow Queen. The cold air surrounding him was weakening every second, as if a powerful barrier force was counteracting the ice power that the Queen had exerted on him.
"I am your messenger, your noble queen."
The old man was leaning on a cane and kept repeating the "friendly" words.
His face was so kind, but his voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell, pulling people's souls into the endless void world.
Dennis couldn't look into his eyes, as if those eyes could penetrate everything, including people's hearts.
"Kislev is in turmoil, and the powerful Boris will surely rise, and the people of the North will call him the King Beyond the Wall."
"He took root in that barren land, and the surrounding tribes continued to gather under his banner."
As he spoke, the old man took out a blood-red crystal ball from his tattered clothes.
Under the influence of magic, the originally rough stone began to become round and translucent.
The blood-red chaotic light spread on it and then dissipated. When the blood-red halo dissipated, a handsome man's face suddenly appeared in the crystal ball.
Dennis almost screamed.
However, out of instinctive vigilance, she held back.
The old man was pacing around him, his eye sockets were sunken, and the weak firelight could not shine into his sunken eye sockets.
Dennis could only see a pair of unusual eyeballs in the darkness.
The illusion in the crystal ball is still changing.
The King Beyond the Wall is fighting everywhere, subduing scattered human tribes.
That familiar face kept flashing before Dennis' eyes, making her sink in and gradually couldn't extricate herself.
"This is an illusion..."
she warned herself.
However, she couldn't help but look inside, as if the crystal ball had a magical power, pulling her into it.
Or maybe, the crystal ball itself has no magic power, and Dennis is just trapped by his own inner demons.
The old man stroked the crystal ball again, and the illusion changed accordingly. The man in the crystal ball turned his head and stared at Dennis. His weathered eyes seemed to be looking at the queen, and he wanted to tell her something.