The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Milac looked down at Gnaiya, who was sitting on the ground with her back against the fence, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes under the mask. This was the last stumbling block for him to leave the realm of different classics. Now, he is looking down at the enemy he defeated. It doesn't matter who it is, whether it is dragon worship, flying dragon, Mora, or the last dragonborn in front of him. No one can stop Milac's footsteps. He endured thousands of years in the anomaly. Now, he is finally free.

"People will forget that there is a dragonborn trying to rebel against Mirak. Your skull will become an ornament of my throne, and I will let people draw an epic picture of this battle. But that’s not enough, people don’t understand the resistance. What is Milac’s fate? They can’t get the most intuitive feeling.” Milac’s eyes narrowed slightly. Become the best decoration in my temple."

The corners of Gnaiya's mouth moved slightly.

"I don't accept begging for mercy."

Milac raised his dagger and aimed it at Ganya's head.

Gnaiya said a few more characters.

For some reason, the sense of crisis that had been skipped in his heart made Milac's actions pause for a while.

"I won't beg anyone for mercy." Gnaiya raised her head and opened her bloodshot eyes. The blood on her forehead stained half of her face, making her beautiful face look the most terrifying at this time. The ghost.

"Mul-Qau-Diiv!"

Exhausting all her strength, Gnaiya's voice of the dragon made Milac fly upside down. This was not an attacking roar, just like Milak’s previous appearance. At this time, the dragon soul absorbed by Gnaiya was condensed into a physical appearance, covering her body. The hot and dazzling white soul flame burned on her body, so dazzling that the top of the entire tower seemed to be shrouded in white light in an instant.

"How are you..."

"I understand your roar." Behind Gnaiya, there seemed to be a dragon flying, and her pupils were in the burning flame, as if they had become real dragon pupils. The blood stains on his body evaporate and dissipate in the hot flames, and the torn skin heals at a speed visible to the naked eye, like white jade, and looks like a weather-beaten but beautiful Frostwolf wolf. Pure white, but after experiencing the wind and snow.

"I am the last dragonborn, the dragonborn with the hope of salvation! Not you! I am coming with the prophecy!"

She accepted her identity.

If in the past, she still resisted and disliked this force and responsibility that imposed on her, disrupted her life and imprisoned her own destiny, but now, she is the last dragonborn, the prophesied dragonborn, the only one in the world The dragonborn, the dragonborn who is scheduled to save the world again in the hands of fate!

"I defeated Alduin with my destiny, and now I will walk on the path of destiny and trample you under my feet, Milac!"

Milac clutched his abdomen and stood up. In the eyes under the mask, the confidence and arrogance disappeared, and it was unbelievable to replace it.

Gnaiya drew out the two swords behind her back. These were the most common Nord weapons, unpretentious but extremely sharp, just like a Nord man struggling forward in the white snow and howling cold wind. They don't need gorgeous costumes and famous weapons to defeat powerful enemies. Because they themselves are the most powerful weapons in the world!

"Face me, Milac! Your doomsday!"

Milac's figure disappeared.

The ninth and fifty-fourth chapters of shadows under the dust

"I'm the commander here, you can call me Verisch." Captain Verisch looked at the coming elf, greeted him, and raised his hand to stop her from continuing to walk on the pier. He wanted to protect the congressman, and no one knew whether the woman in front of him was a resident who came over with an emergency or an assassin who was about to assassinate the congressman before he left. Not all assassins will wear tights and leather armor, holding daggers and crossbow arrows to attack targets protected by guards and soldiers. Anyone who can get close to the target and stop the target's heart is a qualified assassin.

"Who are you? I don't remember meeting you in Raven Stone Town. If you are an outsider, you should go to the east of the town with the other townspeople as soon as possible."

"I'm an outsider, and I have been in Southam for several days." The elf smiled politely. "I have a plan that should be able to help you."

"What?" Captain Verisch was a little surprised, but he still remained vigilant. Relying on offering strategies to approach the assassination target is not an uncommon assassination method. In the history of Morrowind, many closely-protected targets have died in such an assassination method. "What plan? You can tell me directly."

"Of course." Francesca raised her eyebrows, and she naturally read Captain Villisch's distrust of her. "But I hope you can tell your commander about this plan. I have a way to eliminate the ashes. , But I don’t want to accidentally wound your soldiers."

"What plan." Senator Morfan pushed away the Redoran guards in front of him, and asked Francesca eagerly, "Tell me, should I prepare?"

"A magic." The elf held out a finger "I am a magician."

As the people on the dock listened to Francesca's plan, on the other side of the dock, in the shadow of no one's attention, the Brighton Killer walked around the dock, slowly letting his whole body slide into the water. She resisted the urge to jump straight down, because it would make unnecessary noises. Her body and muscles are eager. Although she has drunk a lot of water, she knows that she is no longer thirsty, but dehydration---a certain adjective of the white-skinned spirit---makes her feel itchy all over. But she is a killer, and for someone who can lie down for two days in one place, these itching is nothing.

Taking a deep breath, she dived into the water. The sea outside Yashi Town was very turbid, making it difficult for her to tell her direction. She swam in the muddy water for a while, then slowly poked her head out, and after making sure that she had not deviated from the direction, she continued to swim towards the coast outside the city.

The noisy sound of fighting in Yashi Town was quickly replaced by the sound of waves rolling in the sea. The killer bypassed the pier and city wall in the sea, bypassing the entire battlefield without knowing it. Before long, on the beach washed by the waves, the Brighton Killer climbed ashore silently from the sea. In order to reduce the noise, she did not carry any extra weapons, only a short scimitar hidden under the leather armor, and a bow and arrow used for assassination. The bowstring is covered with a layer of wax seal, so that the bowstring will not lose its elasticity due to moisture.

He lowered his head and glanced at the ash-covered ground and the sand dunes covered with volcanic ash in the distance.

No one likes this, but for a killer, likes and dislikes are obviously secondary issues.

So the killer lay on the ground and rolled a few times, and in the blink of an eye, she merged with the nearby hills filled with volcanic ash.

She crawled on the ground and slowly moved closer to where the target was. In the dark night, she blended into the surrounding environment perfectly, and the cold wind blew the sand dunes, making her harder to be found.

There were some Ulun guards guarding nearby, but none of the soldiers noticed this small pile of moving sand dunes. The killer was petite, let alone in the dark. Even two guards walked past her without realizing that they could step on a soft body as long as they stepped two steps too far.

As she got closer and closer to the target, the sound of intermittent conversation came to her ears.

"Your Ash Demon hasn't breached the city gate. We have wasted too much time at the city gate. We can't continue to drag on, and I definitely can't let Morfan escape!"

"Look at your soldier, Wende Ulun, most of the Redoran guards are blocking the gates, but your soldiers can't even take down the wall where only a few soldiers are garrisoned!"

On the sand dunes, two dark elves are accusing each other. Wende Ulun dissatisfiedly accused Idari's Ash Demon that it was not as powerful as she said, and it took so long to be unable to destroy the Redoran family's defense line. On the other hand, Idali believed that Ulun’s soldiers were nothing but a mob, and the situation on the battlefield was completely supported by her ashes. If it wasn't for Wulun's soldiers to be unable to seize the city wall, her Ash Demon would not be suppressed at the gate of the city.

Probably because of their dispute, Wende Ulun asked the guards to patrol a place far away from them. But who would have thought that in the besieged and precarious town of Raven Rock, there could be a killer who could cross the battlefield and break through the guard patrol.

"You are a mage, why can't you go ahead and use your magic to destroy those Redoran soldiers?" Wende Ulun showed disdainful eyes. "I understand why Nellos would drive you away. You are just a little magic. I don't understand it! How many ordinary soldiers can't you use magic to deal with?"

"I'm just a mage, and I'm not specializing in destroying magic! You are a warrior. Look at the weapon on your waist. Is it just an ornament?!" Idari showed a contemptuous expression. Call a few words later, wait until you get the spoils after the victory, or run away immediately when the situation is bad?"

"Your Ember Demon is not as powerful as you said. I can't recommend you and your revenge plan to the Laru family on behalf of the Ulun family!" Wende Ulun waved his hand vigorously.

"Do you dare to speak without believing?!" Idari held the heart stone hanging on his chest with one hand, and held the staff in the other hand. After researching a heart stone army, I can still complete my revenge, and you are about to fail and be sentenced to death by the Redoran family just like your relatives!"

"You..."

As for what Wende Ulun intends to say, it is estimated that no one but him will know. An arrow crossed the dark night sky, just stuck in his neck, blocking his words in his throat. The arrow is painted black, like a killer hiding in the dark, it is difficult to detect with the naked eye. Two seconds after Ulun hit the arrow, Idari realized that the dark elf standing in front of her had been shot, and blood began to flow out of Ulun's mouth.

But two seconds are already too late.

The second arrow shot directly through Idari's temple, causing her to fall straight back to the ground before she could give a warning.

Chapter 955 The Full Stop of Crow Stone Town

The defense line of Raven Stone Town is about to be broken.

The remaining Redoran soldiers could no longer withstand the offensive of the Ember Demon. As the gate was about to fall, Captain Verisch ordered a team of guards and a team of archers guarding the wall to evacuate the wall. Without the cover of the archer, the Ash Demon below can unscrupulously attack the line of defense in the corridor of the city gate. The remaining Ulun soldiers quickly climbed up the city wall and attacked the Redoran guard below with anything that could throw and shoot. In the end, the guards of Raven Stone Town were squeezed out, and a few ashes defeated the guards in front of them and broke through the defense line into the town.

Palevi shot an arrow in the shoulder.

Among the Ulun soldiers who climbed the city wall were those who could use bows and arrows. They shot a few arrows from a height. The bone model armor blocked most of the attacks, but his armor was damaged in the previous battle, and the arrow just shot through the shoulder armor. Fortunately, the penetrating power of the arrow was almost exhausted on the armor, without piercing the bones, allowing him to continue to hold the weapon in his hand.

He tried his best to wave the hammer in both hands and hit the head of the Ash Demon who rushed in front of him. This blow caused the Ash Demon to stagger, and he waved his backhand again, hitting the Ash Demon's jaw from bottom to top, and the monster suddenly turned over. But one Ember Demon fell, and then more Ember Demon rushed up. Not to mention that in the tunnel of the city gate, the crowded ashes can almost only see their heads.

Palevi didn't know how long they could last, but these soldiers were like a few stones blocking the waves in front of so many ashes. As long as they did it again, they would be completely swallowed by the waves.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!" Suddenly, a voice came from the street. Captain Verisch stood behind and gave orders to the other soldiers who were still holding on. The captain bent down and broke the leg of an Ember Demon who had broken into the street, and made another axe, hitting the Ember Demon's head.

The black waves faded, revealing the figure of a demon hunter who was clutching the edge of the platform tightly and was almost washed down. Palevi noticed that behind the captain was a long-eared elf with a little too fair skin. She was dressed like a mage, and only a mage would wear such a robe. She may be a high elf from Summerset Island. No dark elf has such a complexion, and most of the wood elf's hair is green and brownish red, not light golden.

"Everyone retreat, stay away from the city wall! Stay away from the city wall!"

Hearing the order of Captain Verisch, the Redoran guards who were still holding on backed back. The Ember Demon who had lost its barrier roared and rushed into Ravenstone Town.