The Journey of the Demon Hunter

It was obviously late at night, but the sound of knocking stones outside the town of Crowstone was still one after another, just like a quarry where workers had to work overnight because of bad business. However, the workers here did not make any complaints. In fact, they may not even realize that they are laying stones instead of sleeping on their own bed.

"Interesting."

Zelin stood not far from where the townspeople worked, and looked up at the towering boulder. The boulders are carved with peculiar patterns. Zelin can’t see exactly what is carved on it. Because some stones are piled around the boulders, they seem to be building a stone building that can envelop the boulders. The cage that confines the boulder is like a cylindrical cage that is buckled to the ground.

Among this group of people, Zelin even saw Grove Mallovan who had spoken to him normally a few hours ago.

This should be the rock mentioned by Grove.

This huge boulder stands in a circular fence made of stones, and its roots are immersed in a pool of pitch-black water. The bottom of the pool cannot be seen, nor can its reflection be seen. Zelin didn't get too close to the ground rock. Obviously, this rock had a big problem. He didn't know when and how the residents of Crow Stone Town were controlled. He would not approach the danger rashly, especially when it came to this. Without knowing it.

Growen can tell Ze Lin Dishi, it should be because he is a Nord, he has not been in Southham for so long, and he has not been affected too seriously, which makes him have a vague impression of the ground. But this also confirms from the side that this piece of rock that should have belonged to the Skarnold tribe is related to Mirak.

A townsman holding a rock stared forward with his godless eyes, his foot hit a gravel in the dust, he fell, and the rock fell on the ground and hit his finger. Zelin remembered that when he first came to Southam, he met the townsman. At that time, the townsman was on the pier at the pier, using a leather rack to make soft leather strips. Blood seeped from under his gray skin. But the townspeople ignored this, but stood up, picked up the rocks around them again, and continued to walk towards the construction site by the side of the rocks.

"We work hard again..."

Zelin tried to talk to the people who walked near him to carry the rocks, but these people would only mumble these meaningless words.

"We will remember..."

The moonlight was blocked by thick volcanic clouds in the sky. On the dark ground, there was only the sound of knocking stones, no conversation, no complaints, and no one even stopped working because of fatigue. They don't seem to know what tiredness is, and there is no trace of emotion in the divergent pupils, as if they are just walking corpses, working endlessly in the dark mechanically.

Just like the townspeople in Yanan who fell into a dream, but because of their thirst for blood, the Yanan people are very aggressive in their dreams, and these residents of Crowstone Town are not aggressive for the time being, maybe just because they control them. People hope that these residents can complete this unknown project as soon as possible.

Perhaps the cultists who adored Mirak were the residents who disappeared in Ravenstone, or people from other tribes on Southam Island.

After this project is completed, what will these residents look like? The moment I was still talking normally, the next moment I escaped from the dagger and rushed up like a madman? Or is their behavior during the day just to cover up the night? Let the family of Morrowind and the merchants of Skyrim think that this island is still normal?

Regardless of whether Zelin's conjecture was correct or not, he had to doubt that when they set foot on Southam Island, Milac had already noticed them, and noticed the dragonborn who came here after him. He wanted to kill Ganya so much, even exposing his existence, sending his followers to the sky to hunt down the dragonborn, but why was he indifferent when he knew that Ganya took the initiative to come to Sotherm Island?

There are too few clues that Zelin can know, which is not good news for him. When dealing with a dangerous enemy, the more reliable information he can get, the higher the probability of winning.

At least it wouldn't make him make the mistake of smearing evil spirit oil when dealing with ghouls.

"Hey! You, yes, that's you!" As Ze Lin quietly observed these controlled townspeople, suddenly, a full-sounding voice broke the silence. The demon hunter looked in the direction of the sound, and a dark elf was standing on the other side of the stone construction site. He was wearing a robe painted with a pale yellow pattern, with dark red clothes and black trousers inside. Although there are not too many expensive decorations on the robe, it is still possible to see how much effort the tailor making the robe has put in the sewing process. It's not so gorgeous, but it looks decent and neat.

This dress made the dark elf stand out among many of his fellow citizens, and Zelin saw the elf at a glance. He should have just arrived here, his behavior is completely different from other people, he obviously has not been affected.

"You..." The dark elf walked to Zelin, pinched his waist, and leaned forward to look at Zelin up and down. After a while, he withdrew his researching gaze and touched the chin with a thick goatee. "You are in a different state from other people. It's interesting. Mind if I ask you what you are doing here? "

"I'm observing what these people are doing." Zelin didn't say much. He didn't know who this dark elf was. It was not suitable to reveal too much information when meeting for the first time, which could easily be exploited by the other party. "Maybe You don’t mind if I ask, what are you doing? You look different from these dark elves."

"I am Nellos, I am studying their work just like you." Nellos turned his head and looked at the rock in front of him. The stone prison built around the rock has a rough shape, so people can roughly guess it. "They are obviously building something, but they don’t say much. I’m curious about what interesting things will happen when all this is completed."

"Perhaps this is not an interesting thing, there may be a disaster." Zelin is not as optimistic as the dark elves. "Do you know Milac?"

Unsurprisingly, speaking of this name, the dark elf was also a little confused. But unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the dark elf to shoot.

"Milak! Yes! I remember, you think it has something to do with Milak? He has been dead for thousands of years. But I remember there is a temple of Milak in the center of Southam Island!"

Chapter 919 The Conspiracy of Crowstone Town

The temple of Mirak!

This is definitely a windfall.

"You know this. Didn't you try to stop all of this?" Zelin asked the dark elf, "I suspect that it is very likely that Milac is controlling everything behind him."

"Stop? No, there is no evidence that Milac is still alive. If you stop them, how can I know what will happen next!" Nellos's thoughts are completely opposite to Zelin's, he stands more of an outside observer From the point of view, Zelin suspects that he is likely to be a mage living on the island. Probably only these researchers will show a strong interest in the unknown rather than fear. "If I were you, I would go to the Temple of Mirak to find out. If you really find evidence that Mirak is still alive, you can Come find me in Telmichlin."

These dark elf townspeople under control will probably work until dawn to return to normal. Zelin continued to observe the surroundings for a while, and after confirming that he could not find other valuable information, he returned to Raven Rock Town.

There is silence in the town. This is not the tranquility before dawn, but because the residents of the town are on the edge of the rock not far outside the city, contributing to an unknown project.

As time passed, when the color of the sky changed from deep black to dark yellow that made people breathless, Zelin knew that the sun had risen from the other side of the sea level, and tried his best to let the sun shine into the covering In the sky, in a cloud of floating volcanic ash.

Walking into the vomiting mica, the tavern remained roughly the same as Zelin before he left, with no signs of fighting or other intruders. If it hadn't been known in advance, no one would have thought that this hotel should have been filtered by someone. When Zelin pushed open the gate of vomiting mica, from the corner of his eyes he noticed that dark elves had returned from the town, covered with dust and stains left by the slabs. These dark elves were dragging their tired body. God's eyes stared straight ahead. Zelin doubted that they would hit the door, but it turned out that he was worried. These dark elves pushed open the door like normal people, and then locked the door again with a faint click. .

Just like normal.

In the guest room, Gnaiya, who hasn't slept all night, is already waiting inside. Seeing Zelin opening the door and coming in, her slightly dozing eyes immediately became energetic.

"You must have never thought of what I found in Crowstone Town!"

Zelin put the potion bag he used to prepare for battle on the table beside the door, "How many flawless amethysts?"

The other two have already gone to rest. The night is stressful, but fortunately everything is fine. Francesca is not very comfortable with this adventure that may require days of sleeplessness. The only thing that has no effect is Serrana. The original habit of vampires is to sleep during the day and go out at night. For safety, the elves plan to set up some defensive illusions and enchantments in their resting place.

"Can't you think of something else!" Gnaiya took a letter to the table in front of Zelin. "There was no one in the town last night, so I want to go to the biggest house in Raven Stone Town. Go and take a look. You know that person, the house of Severin’s house. I heard them say that their house is the richest resident in Quan Yashi Town, so I opened the door of their house last night and searched the house. Click."

"Treasure map?"

Zelin picked up the stationery Gnaiya had placed on the table.

"Probably more valuable than the treasure map." Gnaiya yawned. "Are you going to take a rest? By the way, did you find any valuable clues?"

"The temple of Mirak, there is a temple of Mirak on this island. We should go and take a look. Maybe Mirak is inside." Zelin said as he unfolded the letter, which was obviously carefully folded. "Let's take a break, and we will go to the Temple of Mirak in the middle of the island tomorrow to take a look."

Zelin opened the letter paper. The letter paper seems to be torn from a notebook and temporarily used as letter paper. It can be inferred that the place where the writer is located is definitely not in a town or village, perhaps in a field camp, or in a cave crypt.

But Gnaiya was right. The content of this letter is comparable to the value of a treasure map.

This is a letter written by a man named Wende Ulun. The letter says that his troops are preparing for the fortress of Jinhuo on the island of Sotham and are preparing to attack the town of Ravenstone. And his goal is to kill Senator Morfan who manages Raven Stone Town. At the beginning of this letter, the recipient reads Senator Sadin. Zelin knows who Sadin is and he is the parent of the Severin family, but he is not a member of Parliament, unless Sadin has reached an agreement with this Ulun person. After the death of Senator Morfan, he will manage the town of Yashi.

The letter mentions that Verisch, the captain of the Redoran garrison in Ravenstone Town, has no time to take care of him because he is busy fighting the assault of the Ember Demon. This is a good opportunity for them to attack Ravenstone Town.

"No." Gneia rubbed the tip of her nose. "I'm not tired. Where are you going next? To the village of the Skal?"

"Yes, I'm going to find out about the Scarlet people." Zelin shook the letter paper in his hand. "What do you plan to do with this letter?"

"Just like before, I don't want to find someone rushing in to kill and set fire while sleeping." Gnaiya grabbed the letter from Zelin. "We'll see you this afternoon."

"Good morning, guest, what can I do for you?" The innkeeper can hardly see the traces of last night's hard work, but there is still a trace of imperceptible fatigue in his eyes. His brain deceived him, telling him that he had been resting in bed last night, but his body would not relax due to the mental reaction.

"Nothing, do you know the news about the Skal?" Zelin asked the innkeeper.

"Skars? I know them. I used to see them, but they have not left their village on the east side of the island for a while." The innkeeper stopped his cleaning work and said to Zelin, "I I suggest you do not go to the east. During this period of time there have been ashes attacking pedestrians on the road and farms outside the city. Captain Verisch has been on the farm outside the city these days."

"Has this happened in the past?"

"No, this is something that happened recently." The innkeeper shook his head. "If you pass by the farm in the east of the city, remember to remind me to urge the people on the farm to tell them that the ash potato of vomiting mica is almost running out. , Let them quickly send a new batch of Ash Potatoes."

"If I go, I will help you."

The 920th chapter is divided into two groups

Regarding the Skal, Zelin has not received much news. The dark elves here basically know the Skal, but they have not seen them for a while. It's as if these Skars suddenly disappeared one day. Coupled with the attack by the Ember Demon, none of the dark elves ventured to the other side of Southam to see what trouble the Skulls had encountered.