The Elder Scrolls: Celestial Dynasty

Long Yun lay on the snow, gasping for breath.

The heart that had just felt a violent beating calmed down a little, and the sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance.

It was probably Leia and Aya who arrived, and he struggled to get up as he thought.

But I saw a man in a gray robe and a hat, holding a metal cane, walking briskly to this side.

Most of the man's face was obscured by the hood, and he could not see his face clearly, but he could only tell from the pale but powerful right hand holding the cane that he was a middle-aged man.

"You killed my spirit companion?"

Sure enough, a deep voice verified Long Yun's judgment.

The man didn't wait for Long Yun to answer, stepped forward to inspect the wound of the snow ape on the ground, and then raised his head to look at Long Yun carefully, and when he saw the dragon slaying sword glowing with cold light in Long Yun's hand, his eyes lit up and said, "No wonder, you still have such a good sword."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed it towards the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Long Yun was shocked and angry, dodged out of the mouth and shouted: "You are so unreasonable!"

The man caught it in the air, changed his hand into a palm, slapped it heavily on Long Yun's body, beat him upside down and flew out, and fell to the ground fiercely, only then he snorted coldly: "Is it reasonable? If you kill my spirit companion Snow Ape, then one life is worth one life, put down the sword, and leave you a whole corpse."

Long Yun was caught off guard by his palm, and the blood in his chest surged, and a stream of blood rushed straight to his throat.

He forcibly swallowed it, stood up, raised the dragon slaying sword and made a parry, just had a fight with the snow ape, and his physical strength had not yet recovered, so even if he wanted to attack, he was powerless.

The gray-robed man stepped forward again, the iron rod in his hand pointed directly at the dragon slaying sword, and his left hand was ready to shoot down.

Long Yun let go of the tip of the staff, turned around to avoid the palm wind, the sword turned around and stabbed, snorted, the wide sleeve of the robe was pierced with a hole, but unfortunately there was no strength, if it was picked up at this time, it had to pick off one of the person's arms.

The blow didn't work, Long Yun turned around and ran, since he couldn't hit it, then run away first.

As soon as he ran a few steps, he heard a sharp sound of breaking the sky behind his head, which came quickly.

He had no choice but to turn around, raise his sword to block, and with two clanging sounds, two transparent ice-pick-like objects collided with the sword body, shattering and scattering on the ground, and the other stabbed straight into the shoulder, penetrating the leather armor and burrowing into the body.

Long Yun suddenly felt a tingling pain, and then a cold air penetrated through his body, and he couldn't help but shiver, seeing the iron rod in the gray-robed man's hand volleying into the void, and several cold lights roaring.

Long Yun waved his sword to block them one by one, and shouted angrily: "Are you a mage?" The

gray-robed man smiled: "That's half right, it's

a necromancer!" Long Yun couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he remembered that the witch's magic book recorded that the necromancer lived in seclusion in the ancient tomb in the deep mountains, and obtained the power of evil by absorbing the souls of the deceased.

Next to the cliff, there is not much room to dodge.

Long Yun gritted his teeth, poured all his strength into his right arm, and raised his dragon slaying sword and rushed towards the necromancer.

The necromancer snorted contemptuously, "Look for death!" With

a sharp wave of his right hand, two or three cold light ice picks shot like arrows, tearing through the leather armor and stabbing into Long Yun's body.

"Sure enough, it's a bit famous, ordinary people can't resist a cold ice pick, you can still pounce, but the taste in your body is not good now. The

necromancer waved his staff to block the sword that Long Yun had slashed at, giggling and mocking.

Long Yun had already felt the cold qi burrowing into the wound rapidly swimming through his body, his shoulders were already a little stiff, and it seemed that his heartbeat had slowed down with the invasion of the cold qi.

Long

Yun's first thought was to turn around and run, it really didn't work, it was okay to roll down the hill with his head in his hands, in short, the attack power of this necromancer was too perverted.

But then, he thought of the two girls on the hillside. Calculate the time, Leia and the others should have boiled the anointing oil, and they will come over soon, if they fall into the hands of the necromancer, the consequences will be even more unimaginable, no, they will fight to solve him today.

Long Yun didn't resist anymore, and let the ice pick stab into his body, he rushed forward and slashed hard.

"Are you crazy? Die by yourself?" The

necromancer was caught off guard, his left arm was slashed with a sword, and it hung down softly, he took a few steps back, glared at Long Yun, who looked like a mad demon, and scolded angrily: "Since you want to die so much, then give you a good time!"

"Necromantic thunder, slash him!" the

necromancer shouted.