The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Chapter 323 Judgment Day

A wise man should not stay near the battlefield when a war that does not belong to him breaks out, and a sensible man should not take his head from his hiding place when he may be scorched or turned into a pool of flesh at any time. Poke out.

Unfortunately, Jeremiah was never a wise and rational person. If he has any side with these two good qualities, he should not join the sharp-eyed eagle that is the most dangerous task, and he will not accept the more peaceful Cyrodir to come to the sky when the army is in trouble in the sky. Task. As an army guarding the emperor, they would follow the emperor or protect the safety of the emperor’s residence, the platinum tower, but this was never an easy job, and death was even more commonplace. Therefore, he never saves money on his body, unless one day he is approached rationally and told him that he should retire and go home and live a more peaceful life.

"This army has more than 400 well-trained fighters, and about 50 mercenaries from all over the sky. There are also some mages. I can’t see any magic organization emblems and uniform uniforms on them. He is a member of the local magic academy in Skyrim Province.” The sharp-eyed eagle wrote on the paper he carried with him, “They have ships, weapons that can smash the castle gates, and even trolls that are tame.” Finally, he was there. There was a line of small letters on the back of the troll---very dangerous.

The sharp-eyed eagle must not only ensure the safety of the emperor, but also determine where the emperor is about to go, what can threaten the safety, and then eliminate it.

A **** head almost hit the sharp-eyed eagle hiding in the hiding place. The red eyes and protruding fangs indicated that this was an unlucky guy who became a vampire due to vampire fever. Sharp-eyed Hawk is not an expert in studying monsters, and he is not here to gather information about vampires when he is going to do it. In order to raise gold coins, the Dawn Guard, like the Imperial Army and the Storm Cloak, simultaneously promoted tame war trolls. A troll has to pay almost nine hundred Septins, and his task is to determine on the battlefield whether the war troll is as powerful as the Dawn Guardian said, and it is worthwhile to let Solitary City, which is not rich in funds, remove the coins from recruiting new soldiers and The crafting of war equipment is transferred to the hired trolls.

"The power of a war troll is stronger than that of an ordinary vampire. I saw a vampire attack a troll with lightning. Its spells can turn people into charcoal, but it only scorches the exposed fur of the troll. The wounded skin didn’t seem to exist at all, only flames could suppress the troll’s recovery ability, but vampires obviously didn’t make good use of this. I don’t think Stormcloak would even think that we would send trolls to the battlefield, which would catch the rebels by surprise. ."

Sharp Eye Eagle thought for a while, and added a line of explanation below

"The scene is a bit chaotic. The Dawn Guardian rushed to the bridge, but the vampire was already prepared on the bridge. I can only hear the screams and the vampire whose neck was broken and thrown out, but there is no doubt that this is a troll. It’s amazing that the Standal vigilantes from Cyrodir also appeared on the battlefield. Reminiscing about the destruction of the Vigilante Hall of Skyrim Province, I suggest that it is better to prepare a stand-in for your Majesty , In case the followers of the Demon God are plotting wrongdoing."

The trolls did not live up to Islan’s expectations. These tamed monsters rushed up the stone bridge. The trolls waved their arms as strong as a tree trunk. The vampires and undead in front of them looked like bottles and jars pushed into them. He fell down from the stone arch bridge until the gargoyle hidden on the bridge blocked these crazy trolls.

Several fireballs burst out from behind the dawn guard, slashed across an arc, and smashed into the group of vampires and undead fiercely. But correspondingly, the lightning burst from the gate of the castle caused many warriors to scream and fall down. A real Wachihara vampire was standing at the gate, and the magic and short sword in his hand harvested anything that dared to approach him. Of creatures. Whether it is power, magic or fighting skills, ordinary vampires cannot be compared with Wakihara vampires. His body is flowing with the purest vampire blood, just like Serana, his eyes are also golden.

"The fighting is going very intense."

The sharp-eyed eagle pressed his head again.

"There are dying sounds everywhere, and the smell of burning, which is disgusting. The dawn guards occupy an abandoned guard tower outside the bridge. A team of about thirty people is shooting at the vampires who resist with crossbows. Vampires also use magic to attack the guard tower, as well as the resurrected skeletons and the dead. I saw that the Dawn Guardian who had just died was resurrected as a vampire's minion. Perhaps there should be more Akai sacrifices in Skyrim to appease the dead."

Later, the vampires finally thought of dealing with the frenzied trolls. They threw a few torches on the bridge, and soon lit the fallen body. The front dawn guard was scorched and had to be back. There is no formation to speak of. Everyone, whether they are undead or human beings, one side retreats while the other side chases it, taking the opportunity to kill several enemies.

But when the dawn guards and guards retreated to the middle of the bridge, they made room for the magicians behind. The cold that caused the blood to condense quickly swallowed the flames on the ground, and then frozen the vampires and undead who were chasing them into ice cubes, or made them stiff and unable to move. Soon, the magic of the Standal vigilante brought them warmth and true death. The spells of the gods of justice, mercy and kindness would not harm humans, but could burn the undead to ashes like flames.

Rubbing his frozen hands to make his fingers move again. In any case, when everything is over, he will apply for a vacation from Commander Marlowe, and go to Solitary City to relax. The cold and wet stones make his whole body. It's all like moldy. He shook his pen, prayed to the Holy Spirit that the last pen would not suddenly break, and then continued to write down his observations.

"The Dawn Guardian is gradually gaining an advantage, but I noticed that this castle has fence gates and vampires are pouring out of the castle. It is incredible that so many vampires are not far from Solitary City, and I have a reason. Believe that there will be more powerful vampires in the castle. I seem to see black smoke coming out of the cliffs on the side of the castle, and there seems to be the howling of wolves. Perhaps the mixing of the sounds of fighting gave me the illusion."

The group of comrades blocked the undead behind the island. So far, no undead creature can appear from both sides of the island to attack the dawn guards who are attacking the castle. A big hole in the stomach of a war troll was caught by a gargoyle. The blood and pain made it mad, desperate for any standing creatures in front of him. The helmet on the head of the other troll was knocked off, and then its head was hit by several arrows shot from near the castle. No matter how strong the recovery ability is, it can't save its life in the case of severe physical damage, not to mention that such a severe fatal injury can kill any creature.

Just like in the Hall of the Vigilant, some low-level vampires were attracted by the demon hunters, but without any accident, Zelin's blade cut their throats or pierced their hearts. Serana once explained to him that for vampires transformed from vampire fever, regular vampires will reduce their strength, while vampires who do not touch blood for a long time will increase their strength, but very few vampires are willing to endure hunger. Pain.

Zelin used Alderfayin to knock several skeletons into the air. They hit the rock, and the torn bones fell into the water like raindrops. The demon hunter noticed Virginia, who was making a gesture, and then a vampire who was sucking blood from the corpse fell to the ground with his throat and rolled over in pain.

"Hi, how are you?"

Zelin pushed away a swaying skeleton whose head was chopped off, and Serana was pulling the dagger from the body of a vampire servant. Although she is a spellcaster, Serana is still good at fighting with daggers and fists. Perhaps thanks to her blood, her seemingly weak fist can knock a human who is much bigger than her to the ground.

"I think I still know how to fight..." Serrana raised her head, reached out her hand to lift up the somewhat tangled temples. "Wait." She stretched out her hand and touched the demon hunter's profile, immediately touching her white fingers. On the red blood "Are you injured?"

"Oh, no, this is just a...side effect of the decoction."

The sudden burst of flame caused the demon hunter and vampire to bend down subconsciously. Virginia’s magic caused several vampire servants to jump into the cold water under the bridge with flames burning all over, and the flames made them all burn, and when they jumped into the water, they made a sizzling sound, like cooling in a blacksmith’s shop. Iron ingot.

"I feel like she was a little angry... I remembered how her mother was when she was angry." Selana shrugged. "I know the gatekeeper. He is my father's loyal subordinate. To be precise... it's the butler, defeating him. , The ordinary vampires who gathered will definitely run away. Oh~ my father, Harkon, is not a good-natured person, even by the standards of a vampire."

"But there are so many vampires fighting for your father."

"I don't know what he promised, but..." Serana shook her head. "To overthrow the tyranny of the sun, the world belongs to the blood race. I think this must be more appealing than anything, even if the person who said this is not a good vampire. "

Zelin squinted his eyes and looked at the Wachihara vampire guarded by many vampires at the gate of the castle, like a commander, directing and dispatching something.

"Serana, go find your mother, and hide behind the guard tower."

Miss Vampire quickly understood what Zelin meant, "Be careful, I'll come to you soon."

The undead servants of vampires are densely piled up on the bridge, and the number is so large that they will even squeeze the undead on the edge off the bridge. They are glued to the dawn guard, so that the mages behind cannot use their destruction magic to help the soldiers. Advance, the magic will inevitably kill the warriors close to them while killing the dead spirits. They have to cover the dawn guards suppressed with crossbows on the sentry towers from being attacked by vampire magic.

As the battle progressed, the front line became less clear, and Eslan waved his two-handed hammer and smashed a vampire to the ground. No plan is needed in the battle, there is only one real plan, rush in and kill all the vampires. This is an island where the dawn guards and guards attack the front of the castle, and the ring warriors of the comrades will kill any creatures that appear from the cliff behind the castle, whether it is a vampire or an undead.

The bridge to the entrance of the castle presents a **** with an elevation angle of about thirty degrees, and the sharp-eyed eagle must raise its head to see the situation above. The rumble outside reminded him all the time, buried his head, the arrows of the dawn guard suppressed the vampire, but the human servant controlled by the vampire would also shoot the attacker outside with bows and arrows. An arrow fell not far from Jeremiah. It can be seen that the vampires don’t care about their human servants. They only wear thin linen clothes. The bows and arrows are even the same as the ghouls in Nord’s tomb. The Ancient Nord Arrow is difficult to pose a threat to the Dawn Guards equipped with iron armor.

Jeremiah shook the pen in his hand fiercely. The **** weather seemed to make this pen in a semi-strike state, and the other spare pen fell into the water when he was crossing the sea.

At this time, a strong light suddenly lit up at the gate of the castle. He opened his eyes wide, and quickly noted this moment.

"I can't believe my eyes. A light, like the sun's rays, burst out in front of me. At this moment, I was lying on the cold rock. The water was constantly afraid of hitting the shore. My boots are like an ice cave, but in this light, I seem to be lying in the most expensive hotel room in Solitude, with a comfortable hot bath all over my body." He squinted his eyes, allowing his eyes to light up suddenly. "I don’t know what this is, but..."

The sharp-eyed eagle heard an unusual sound of footsteps. This was not an illusion, but a real sound of footsteps.

He twisted his stiff neck to look at the sound of the sound, but he only saw the dark shadow on the bottom of the leather boots getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

With a bang, the spy passed out.

"Hey, I just said, there are people here. How could such a low-level disguise be hidden from my eyes... Snee." Jacqueline in a light leather jacket sneezed in the cold wind. "This is simply Under the bad weather cursed by Dagon, we acted separately and looked for a place where we could sneak into the castle." The bandit leader said to the most powerful members of the union, "We are famous in Skyrim, so don’t be ashamed here. When the vampire can't notice, go in and find all the valuables. Wicks" she said to a woman dressed like a warrior, "You are here looking at our canoe. Don't forget to contact the person who will receive the goods as soon as possible. People."

"Boss, how do you deal with this guy?" The female dark elf Kalia, who was adjusting the bowstring, asked Jacqueline, "Miss her mouth? Or..."

"Of course you have to follow the methods of the Thieves Guild." Jacqueline whistled. "Wicks, you take the valuable things off this guy and throw them on the boat. Let's go, everyone, see you later."

Chapter 324 The Light of Dawn

"Cheers."

Two slender and pale fingers dragged the silver goblet. The blood was so sparkling under the candlelight. The female vampire seemed to be tasting a good wine and brew, letting fresh blood slide down her throat into her stomach. There were about a dozen of them. Vampires, sitting behind two long wooden tables, tasted the blood and flesh obtained from human servants. The vigorous fire gnawed them at the corpses, and the shadows of tasting blood were reflected on the wall, like heavy ghosts.

Even the explosions that sounded outside the castle from time to time could not change the expression of any vampire in the banquet hall, as if things outside had nothing to do with them. All these were just two worlds. They seem to carelessly care about anything, but they also seem to care about everything. It's just that humans, or how can wild animals make them panic and other emotions.

"Lanaer, I hope to have some new flavors in the future. Do you have any new plans, such as the idea of ​​updating the barrel inventory."

Fula Blood lips curled up her iconic corners of her lips and said to the vampire who was known as the slave owner next to her. Lanar is responsible for raising, capturing, and providing blood and food for the castle. "Why not try to make some better-tasting blood. How long have we been drinking the blood of Nord and Cyrodir."

"Of course, ma'am, if you want, I will find the opportunity to go outside to grab some fresh blood and come back." Lanal put down the wine glass and wiped the blood from his mouth with a linen cloth. "Maybe you can come and visit when the banquet is over. Here is my latest breeding success. If you like feeding, I can prepare some human food for you in advance. I found a passenger ship on the coast three days ago, which just solved the problem of breeding. You know, Hakon Your lord hopes that his barrels are filled with the best blood."

"These animals should be honored to provide blood to Master Hakon." The blood lips frowned, and the human servants on the side filled her with wine glasses again. His eyes are loose, there is no trace of expression or emotion, and he can't even see any fear. "But vampires shouldn't behave inconsistently in the court of Master Harkon." She looked towards the end of the long table and was looking Morona, the vampire whose head was buried in the body of the human servant, swallowed continuously from there, and the look of gorging caused the surrounding vampires to subconsciously stay away from him.

The Red Guard woman was not dead yet, but she could only make a creaking dying sound from her throat, and her body twitched from time to time. But this is still good, at least she would die from excessive blood loss, instead of being fixed on a torture instrument to extract blood, hanging in the kitchen to make dinner, or thrown on the alchemy table as an experimental creature.

"Yes..." The slave owner narrowed his eyes. "Master Hakon doesn't need any presence in his court that would degrade his status. Every time I think of the blood that I have worked so hard to squeeze into these rude stomachs, I feel sad. Maybe. ...Should let him help the conscientious butler."

Fula squinted at the pattern on the wine glass in her hand. If you want to talk about time, this wine glass may be older than some vampires. Artwork from the time of slave queens, even for vampires, it can be called an antique. But only such ancient and elegant things are qualified to appear here.

"But Fin Mogaray must be very sad. When he saw his dear friend accidentally died at the hands of a group of wild animals, it was really a sad story."

She is neutral, at least it seems so.

"But Mr. Staf will be happy for Master Hakon's castle to clean up a piece of dirt."

Lanal’s face has always been intriguing smiles. "Please allow me to retire. It is estimated that after our dear butler has killed the noisy humans outside, I will have to spend a little time to clean up the dust and blood outside, maybe there will be The type you like."

Seeing the back of the slave owner walking towards the door, Fula drank the blood in the cup, and after waiting for the servant to refill her cup, she held the goblet and walked to the side door on the right hand side of the banquet hall.