The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Atrix, follow us!" Zelin raised his head and shouted to Atrix who was squatting on the ground. There were many gaps in his sword. This miner has good strength, but he hasn't learned how to use it. Sword, I don't know how to use a sword. However, these vows did not seem to care much about fighting skills. Seeing that he was about to stand up, Zelin waved at him, "Lower your head, don't die on the arrow!"

There are not many guards at the gate of the city. Most of the guards dealt with the swearers who appeared in the city. At first, almost everyone thought that this was just a fight, or just like before, ordinary swearing. The attackers attacked, one or two people died, and then the guards went to clean up the mess. This kind of thinking made many guards who were around to clean up the mess caught off guard. In front of them, it was not the attackers who were arrested, but the armed rebels.

Such chaos made the guards far away from the fortress under the stone bewildered.

"Let down the weapons, otherwise we have the right to kill you!"

Several guards at the gate of the city were still watching the city. They noticed that someone was walking towards the gate and immediately drew out their weapons. A guard standing on the wall put an arrow on the bowstring, aiming and walking. The foremost demon hunter.

"Immediately put down your weapons and surrender, you are now prisoners..."

The Marcus guard hadn't finished speaking yet, Zelin raised his hand, and Alderfayin made the guard fly upside down, slammed into the wall next to the city gate, and fainted. The guard on the city gate shot an arrow, but the distance was too close. In addition, the brazier at the gate provided enough light. Zelin waved across the sword. The guard held his chest hit by the arrow and turned back. Fell to the ground. The remaining guard yelled and rushed forward. At the side, Aitris grabbed the guard's helmet, roared, and slammed the guard's head against the stone on the side of the road.

Letting go of the fainted guards, Atris ran to the gate of the city and pushed open the huge iron gate made of dwarf metal. A crazy hunting dog howled outside the city gate, saw someone appearing at the city gate, his red eyes rounded, and his drooling mouth opened and rushed forward. Zelin dodged this pounce on his side and nailed the mad dog to the ground with his backhand.

"Be careful on your way! Take this!"

After drinking a bottle of life potion and endurance potion, Marguerite was temporarily better.

"I will bring the Imperial Army back to kill these crazy snakes and wild wolves, don't die!" The owner of the stables outside the city, that is, the farm outside the city, was not at home, so Margaret stole two from the stables outside the city. Horses and a crude carriage. She rode a maroon horse, and Atris rode another black mare. His wife was sitting in the carriage, sweating profusely. The escape almost exhausted her energy.

"Go!" The demon hunter made a safe gesture to Margaret and Atris, and the two horse-drawn carriages rushed out of the stable, and soon disappeared on the empty road outside the city.

Zelin glanced at the silent wasteland, then returned his gaze to the chaotic city.

Chapter 903: Reach's Cemetery

"This is our chance for revenge!"

Mechnard, the scruffy king's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stared closely at this strange and familiar city. Markus, he was once the master of this city, the king of Rich. The Nords drove them away, seized the city, and turned this country that should belong to the Brighton people into a territory in Skyrim. He knows every corner of Markas and every mountainous area of ​​Reach. But he has also been imprisoned in the dark underground for ten years. For ten years, all he can see is ore, candlelight and ragged miners.

"This is our chance to take home the garden!"

The silver blood family thought it would make him succumb, and thought it would make him forget the appearance of the sky. Mechnard had already planned to escape from prison, but the peace meeting in Skyrim brought him a little trouble. The Silver-blooded family took full control of Markas City, and the soldiers of the storm cloak stationed in the city, let him organize the operation of the oath. It's getting harder and harder. But time will not let him down, he delayed the plan for almost a year. Not only did he want to avenge the silver blood and the Nords in Markas, he also wanted to give the storm cloak a taste of what it was like to be driven out.

"Let these **** Nords pay their debts!"

Mechnard shouted with very provocative words, and those who had come to join him from outside the city also responded with cheers. He has been arrested for ten years, but he knows how to reunite these vows who have lost their homes under his own banner, including those who have been arrested and sought help from the crow and hag in order to gain strength, and he knows how to be transformed by magic. Heart.

Mechnard looked at the few hearts of thorns standing among the swearers. They still roughly retained their human form, but there was a hole in their chest at the position of the heart, and outsiders could directly see the magical transformation in their bodies. Heart. This heart is like the root of a tree, and the dark brown vines are centered on the heart, growing along the hole in the chest, and entwining the body of the reformed vow.

This gave them great strength, but it also took their lives. Once their heart of thorns is hurt, these powerful warriors will immediately become a corpse. But Mechnard needs them, and he believes that more thorny hearts can be taken from the crow hag's hands. He is the king of Rich, not the crow hag!

"Let Skyrim and Reach remember tonight! Use the blood of the Nords to swear that we will retake our homes and tell these invaders! They can't defeat us! Tonight, our return will make the Nords tremble!"

The cries of the forsaken reverberated in the valley of Markas.

Hearing these fanatical shouts, Zelin looked at the urban mines already occupied by the swearers, and the streets close to the market. The storm cloak and the city guards of Markas began to gather in the fortress under the stone, and both sides are regrouping to prepare for a new round of battle. This gave the demon hunters a chance. Many guards began to set up obstacles in the streets, trying to rely on the complex terrain of Markas to eliminate the oathsmen in the streets.

But this is not something Zelin should care about.

He still remembers the general direction of the Hall of the Dead in Markas City. At that time, when Brother Verurus and Virginia discussed about the tomb, the demon hunter remembered that he heard Virginia ask the priest of Akai whether There will be citizens going through another door in the Hall of the Dead to steal things in the Hall of the Dead. There are two doors in the Hall of the Dead, one in the city and the other in the lord’s fortress under the stone. Now there are hundreds of heavily armed storm cloak soldiers gathered in the fortress under the stone. Where to go out of the situation, or walk in.

Virginia complained to Zelin, she solved the magic crack caused by the Eye of Magnus in Marcus, and encountered many troublesome obstacles, as if the guards of the city didn't care about rushing out of the magic crack. The creatures cause destruction.

But these guards didn't seem to care.

From the gate of the city to the gate of the Hall of the Dead, you have to pass through the battlefield where the swearers and the guards fought. The blood made the stone-paved streets wet and slippery. There were many corpses on the ground, including guards and swearers, but more corpses had become indistinguishable during the battle. On the streets, on the stone bridges, in the streams, in the pools, even the cold wind passing through the mountain stream was mixed with a **** smell. He walked up the stairs leading to the Hall of the Dead. He had to make a detour. He wanted to find Virginia and then leave the **** city with her.

He saw several moving figures on the street full of corpses. A group of people in rags squatted on the ground, walking through the corpses like a group of ghouls on all fours. They grabbed the hands of the corpses. Carefully searched for the ring on the finger, tore off the leather jacket, took off the armor, and swiftly pushed the blood-stained gold coin into his clothes pocket. The two scrambled on the side of the road, but they didn't notice. The third figure stretched out his head from behind the stone beside him, reached out and stole the sapphire necklace they were fighting for.

Zelin felt a little sick. He seemed to be walking in a gloomy necropolis. The air was full of disgusting stench. There were ghouls digging bones in the tomb. Two crypt witches were fighting for the cemetery. Fight hard.

He saw someone trying to pry open the door of the Temple of Dibela. The demon hunter bent down and picked up a stone from the side of the road, and threw it at the figure picking the lock. The lock picker exclaimed and fled back into his shadow like a frightened bird.

Zelin came to the Hall of the Dead. During a battle, the metal gate of the dwarves in the Hall of the Dead was painted with a dark red layer. There were splashes of blood and severed limbs everywhere. Attacked the fortress under the stone from here, but was repelled by the guards.

A chain was tied to the gate of the Hall of the Dead. Someone wanted to prevent others from opening this door. Zelin guessed that it might be the guard who repelled the oath-sworn, and locked the door to prevent the enemy from passing through the Hall of the Dead. Inside the fortress under the stone. Zelin stood in front of the gate, swinging his sword to cut the iron rope.

With the clinking sound, the iron chain fell to the ground.

Then, a heat wave gushed out from the tomb. Zelin raised his arm, his brows were frowned because of the smell of heat. Waved his arm, the stench still lingered on the tip of his nose, lingering. Someone set a fire in the tomb so that it ignited the corpse inside. It was certain that there was a battle inside, and it was a fierce battle. Zelin held the sword and walked down the slope.

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ps: sorry for being a little late

Chapter 904 The Prejudice of Benefits

"You found a mage from Cyrodir to enter the tomb of our ancestors! You betrayed us like the empire!"

In the fortress under the stone, Songvar Silverblood is angrily accusing Brother Verurus. In the fortress, the storm-cloak soldiers lined up are coming out of the fortress gate neatly and throwing into the battle for the city. With the support of the storm cloak, the Silver Blood Family truly controlled Markas City. Songwa sat on the lord's throne, with one hand propped his face, and bloodshot eyes staring at the gate of the fortress in the distance.

Ten years of imprisonment also failed to grind the claws of a beast. His brother Tonar told Songva that he was worried that Mechnard was planning a dangerous operation in the prison. But Songwa sneered at this, a group of unarmed prisoners, what trouble can they cause? These swearers are free labor of the Silver-Blood Family. The Silver-Blood Family throws all prisoners into their mines. In Marcus, there is only one punishment for all crimes, that is, to be sentenced to life-long work in the mines until death. So far.

These miners who don’t need wages can bring huge profits to the silver-blood family every year, and the silver-blood family has to pay only one thing, that is, when sending people to take away the ore dug in the mine, they use a basket to go to the mine. Throw some food in. Mechnard is the rein for him to control the oath-sworn, and the oath-sworn is a good reason for throwing those caught into the mine. Controlling the oath-shoulder makes Silver Blood become the big family that controls Marcus behind his back, and he can't risk losing these.

Now, he has lost the swearer that he can control.

"This is to protect the Hall of the Dead, we..."

The arguing voice of Brother Verurus pulled him back from his contemplation.

"A typical imperial lie!" Songwa waved his hand vigorously and unceremoniously interrupted the words of the priest Akai. "The imperial people entered the ancestral tomb for only one purpose, and that is to defile the remains of our ancestors! They have already taken it away. Our Taros faith is now going to destroy our tradition again!"

"But we can't just be indifferent to the destruction of the Hall of the Dead by unknown personnel..." Brother Verurus sighed, and the Akai Priests sent him to Marcus City to manage the public cemetery, but he came to power in Yinxue. Later, this job became extremely difficult. "I used to ask you to allow me to find a way to solve the tomb problem, but every time you said it was the destruction of the empire, then you sent guards to catch a few Cyrodir in the city. People, throw them into your mine. But that doesn't solve the problem at all. Maybe next time you have a problem in the tomb, you will catch the black elves and orcs and throw them into the mine?"

"I did this to protect the tradition of the Nords!" Songwa stood up and opened his eyes wide to scold Brother Verurus.

"The consequence of your method is that the disasters in the tomb continue, and there are a few more ragged miners in your mine." Brother Verurus also said unceremoniously, "In our Akai's. There is a saying among the priests, Lord Lord. The most terrifying thing in life is not not earning gold, but earning gold without life to enjoy."

"What do you mean!"

"It's nothing, Lord Lord." Brother Verurus bent down and bowed. "I will ask the priests of Akai to send a new priest of Akai to Markas City. I will leave as soon as possible and ask the priests of Akai. , Asking them to send a fair and just Nord person."

Looking at the back of Brother Verurus walking towards the Hall of the Dead, Songwa raised his hand, but the guards running by stopped him. When the riot began, he asked the guard to take a group of soldiers to the treasure house. To protect his brother Tonar Silverblood, but this is not the most important thing, what is really important is the extremely important things in the treasure house. As long as he still has something in his hand that can threaten Mechnard, even if the ragged king fled into the mountains outside the city, the Silver-blooded family still has the bargaining chip to control the swearers.

The guards brought him bad news that his brothers and family all died in the hands of the oath-sworn. But there is still good news. The swearers did not seize the Treasure House, and the guards regained the area.

"Please don't be too sad, Lord Lord, there are still a group of thugs outside, Marcus needs you." The guard hired by Silver Blood said to him.

Songwa rubbed his forehead, "My brother... where is his diary? I think there is at least one thing to miss him."

"The Treasure House was ransacked by the abandoner. When we took the house back, the safe in the house was opened and everything in it was gone." The news of the guard immediately made Songwa toss out the impact of his brother's death. Behind the head. The death of a family member will not destroy the silver blood, but there are some things that can make the silver blood family completely disappear from the sky.

"Send someone to guard the city gate immediately and find a way to go around from the side!" Songwa said to the guard who was still standing there, "No mobs are allowed to escape into the deep mountains. We want to destroy them in the city of Markas... ...Also, tell all the soldiers that my brother was killed by the swearer mob. The mob took away my brother’s diary and other property. I can’t allow them to defile Tonar Silverblood as one Honor of the Nords! Find the things that the mob robbed, bring them back, and I will reward that warrior!"

Listening to Songwa Silverblood’s impassioned speech behind him, Brother Verurus sighed, went through the soldiers guarding the hall, and took out the key to open the door of the hall of the dead. When he took out the key, he felt a few eyes staying nearby, but he didn't care about these things, Songwa was not so crazy that he put the priest of Akai on the charge of an oath-sworn man and threw it in. In the mine.

The heat and smell in the tomb made the priest look bad, but after knowing that the tomb had been invaded by a group of ogres, Brother Verurus thanked Virginia for helping him deal with these enemies. . The leader of these ogres is very strong. If he is alone, not only may not be able to expel these ogres, but they may also die in their hands. At this time, a believer of the corrupt lady Namira, and this demon **** is the enemy of the death holy spirit, Akai.