The Collection of The End

My name is Akatosh,

The quest line of the League of Comrades ends.

— 4E, 201, Hearthfire, 12th, 13:32 —

'Hmm... Berserker is entangled with Saber, and Archer is eyeing him from outside the field of vision, unexpectedly having a sense of déjà vu. '

[If Hakon shoots the 'Blood Elf Arrow' at the shelter with the 'Ariel's Bow', if there is no countermeasure, Arthur will die directly even if he transforms into a dragon. 】

'You said it yourself: If there is no response. '

Due to the sudden appearance of Dibella and the elimination of Namira, the residents of Markas City fell into the worship of the goddess of beauty. At least in this city left by the dwarves, her influence surpassed other holy spirits in one fell swoop.

However, the believers who worshiped Namira were very dissatisfied with this situation. They joined forces with the Forsworn who only believed in the "Red Eagle" to create many troubles in the city, and even several people held dark rituals to assassinate Dibella's new saint, Dusk. Rui·Shattered Shield.

Compared with other towns, the crime situation in this "City of Silver and Blood" is very serious, even surpassing the Rift Valley, the city of thieves. If every other person kills one person, then there must be someone who slipped through the net.

When I was wearing the Joan of Arc vest, I not only had to stop Cicero's "rotten apple" plan, but also let Di Bella's worshipers pull Ilya into a saint, and I also had to deal with other wild Forsworn Trying to unite with the group rescued by Gallus to counterattack the city of Macarth, and even had to find time to give Meritia a science about what a druid is.

Although there are many types of elves in this world, and there are even wood elves who love nature, they all look like humans with pointed ears. Not only are their living conditions the same, but they have never shown any respect for the power of nature. Admiration—mostly because the holy spirit and demon gods intervene in the real world from time to time, and "nature" that has never done so has no basis for worship.

And Meridia, who masters biological energy, advocates natural reincarnation, and hates undead creatures, is very suitable for fooling around, I mean transforming into a god of nature, um.

During the activities in Markas City, if I hadn't "killed" a few guys who had no reason to forgive according to the instructions of "Night Mother" from time to time, and then threw them to Atayum, the vest would have fallen off long ago.

In short, after the matter here comes to an end, they have to be taken back to the sanctuary, and then re-establish the code of conduct of the Dark Brotherhood according to this period of time.

[Detection of fusion attack on the way——]

'Fusion your head! '

I glanced at Hakon on the monitor, and as expected, this vampire lord on the top of a low mountain far away from the "drifting shadow" has already drawn the "Ariel's Bow" and pointed it at the shelter.

Using Akatosh's bow to attack Akatosh's blood will inevitably alarm Akatosh himself, so whether he succeeds or fails, Hakon will inevitably meet the wrath of the Time Dragon God—thanks to Hestra If you can come up with this idea, maybe she started planning these things after seeing me in the siege of the Hall of the Vigilante.

But the problem is that the bow is not mine, it belongs to the king of the elves named "Ali-E", although I don't know why he blows himself into the incarnation of Akatosh, but as a vested interest There is nothing to say.

If it was the original Akatosh, naturally he would not have prepared in advance, then this arrow went down to kill the dragonborn, not only Hakon would be finished, but also the snow elf prince who gave him the bow would not be able to escape, and then he would be killed by himself. Elves cast aside by the main god they worship, well... the end of the world.

【If it was the original Akatosh, things would not have developed like this at all...】

‘It’s too loud, shut up. '

Hestra in the runaway state uses claws, feet, elbows, knees and other parts to display various unorganized attacks with flaws everywhere.

However, Arthur, who was unable to take the opportunity to counterattack due to his speed was too fast, could only resist with difficulty.

Obviously, Hakon's control over his family is limited to life and death and simple and rude orders. He asked Hestra to "kill" the members of the comrades-in-arms group with his own hands. As a result, a Caster directly transformed into a Berserker, and was seriously injured Regardless of the three brothers, the archer with almost no arrow reserves, the invisible thief and the empty blue mage, went to play melee with Arthur who still maintained most of his combat power, and most importantly, he did not violate orders at all.

As for the Demon God's pet dog... just pretend it doesn't exist.

As for Arthur, there is nothing to worry about. The skill tree has reached "Extreme Undead", and coupled with the power of curry sticks, it is Hestra who needs to worry. If she is accidentally "Extended", the previous Whitewashing the show becomes a joke.

Next, as long as Hakon makes the decision to "eliminate Hestra and the members of the comrade-in-arms group", the bloodline suppression will be lifted, and then she needs to consider how to survive the attack that can "extinguish the sun" down.

[How to save this time? Akatosh caught flying arrows with bare hands? 】

‘No, all qualified existences now know that I am recruiting Meridia, and suddenly meddling in this matter will definitely arouse their suspicion, and they will start to guess what is special about this small team. '

[But I didn't see any 'arrangements' or 'response measures' you arranged? 】

‘Obviously it can be multi-threaded, but you have to rely on your eyes to confirm? '

[Hmm,] The stupid system thought for less than a second and pulled out an additional picture-in-picture to observe the Hall of Valor: [Sgrammer? 】

'Although he seems to be drinking with others, he is undoubtedly paying attention to his weapon successor. He will definitely not ignore such an exciting thing in the past. The only question is whether he will only protect Arthur alone, if that's the case, I'll still have time to make a move. '

【Oh……】

'Then we'll see what happens to Harkon—'

Buzz—Hakon released the bowstring silently, and a black arrow that was so dark that it seemed to absorb all the surrounding light flew towards the Drifting Shadow Sanctuary.

[! ] Dubbed by the stupid system.

'Apologize to the big hero! '

The pitch-black arrow seemed to be slow, but it flew out of the high tower window of the shelter while I was talking trash to the stupid system. Flying it towards Hestra and Arthur who were fighting fiercely.

At this moment, the light in Hestra's eyes changed from yellow to red, and then he exchanged positions with Arthur, who was facing away from it, without hesitation.

when! The sound of violent metal collisions resounded through the hall, and the "Blood Elf Arrow" collided with the huge ebony shield that came up at the last moment, but it didn't bounce back or hit the ground. Lydia, who held up her shield, was suppressed and retreated again and again.

Arthur glanced at Hestra, who made a gesture to protect himself, but it was completely ineffective at the moment, and instead stretched out his hands and pressed Lydia's shoulders to fight against the power of the flying arrow with her, but even if he gathered Despite the strength of the two, Lydia was still pushed back by it.

"Is there a way to deflect it?" "No, no..." The two communicated quickly but could do nothing.

"That's a shooting technique that appeared to extinguish the sun, and it's almost impossible to be affected by external factors," Hestra said: "And, if it's intercepted for too long—"

Click! Click! Click!

The ebony shield began to radiate a large number of cracks around the location where the black arrow hit, as if it would be completely broken in the next moment, and the black arrow itself began to glow with ominous red light.

'Is this thing an RPG...' I am ready for the rescue, in case Scramer really faints from drinking?

Boom———

The moment the huge ebony shield shattered, an extremely dazzling golden beam of light descended from the sky, completely freezing the shield that was about to scatter and the flying arrow that was about to explode, and the golden figure of Sgrammer appeared immediately, and he seemed to hold the black arrow in disgust With a flick, it disappeared into the void directly.

"[Ah, I forgot something before,]" Sgrammer said: "[In addition to 'Wusrad', I have a legendary shield to give you.]"

He raised his finger to the ebony shield that was frozen in the air in a broken and scattered posture. They were immediately put back together like time and space, and they were completely restored to their original shape after a flash of light. The only difference was that the surface of the shield was round. There are oddly shaped reliefs, but when you look closely, they are just smooth patterns.

"[I didn't name it, the brothers generally call it 'Sgrammer's Shield',]" Sgrammer looked up at the sky: "【You can give it a name yourself——Hi'er!】 "

The hanging golden beam gradually retracted towards the sky, and Sgrammer's huge figure also rose and gradually disappeared.

"It's called 'The Wall of Snowflakes of Glory and Perseverance'." Lydia said to her companions.

"Ah, um." The members of the comrades-in-arms group seemed to have no intention of paying attention to the name of a shield for the time being, and they were gathering around to completely surround Hestra, who was standing there quietly.

"Hakon Maharaja's attempt to kill me lifted the suppression and control on the bloodline," Hestra looked at them with red eyes, "but as I said a long time ago, if you fail, you will no longer be able to Back to human, so you have to kill me—before Harkon finds a way to control me again."

"Hestra..." Although the members of the comrade-in-arms group surrounded her, they still hesitated if they really wanted to attack.

Crack, clap, clap, applause sounded, and a middle-aged refined man wearing an old-fashioned gentleman's aristocratic costume floated in from outside the door without touching his feet.

"I just wanted to see the end of Silver Hands, but instead I saw a wonderful drama. It was a worthwhile trip," said the man.

"Who are you?" The members of the comrade-in-arms group changed their formation instantly, protecting Hestra intentionally or unintentionally.

"My name is Movas Pichien, a vampire nobleman who lives in the ancient city of Sattar near Winterhold." He nodded to Hestra, "I think you should know me, I and Ha Kong is completely different, since you are confused about your future, why not come to me and be a maid for a while?"

"Uh..." Hestra hesitated.

This guy is really enough. After being fooled by me, he became addicted to accepting maids. Now if anyone runs into Sattar, he will definitely think that he has entered a maid cafe—although there is no such concept yet.

Glancing at Hakon's monitor, he was a little lucky when Sgrammer came, and turned around and left after Movas appeared.