The Great Hunt – In Morrowind tradition, this is an extremely important and at the same time extremely private activity. Except for those who assisted in the Great Hunt, no one else knew anything about it. Because of this, no one outside the academy was aware of the changes that were taking place inside Morrowind.

First, a layer of black vines broke through the earth from the corners of the walls of the academy, swaying upwards like a pitch-black tide, and climbed onto the inner walls around Morrowind Academy, emitting a dizzying rancid smell. Then, the moment the black vines crossed the wall and touched the sunlight, they quickly melted like frost and snow on hot water, transforming into a thick black mist that could not be dispersed by the wind, enveloping the sky over the academy.

"What's going on?!"

The first to notice the difference was Duncan, who had just returned to the Warrior Academy. He had just heard a loud bang coming from the direction of the Mage Tower, and the Qingyue Dragon Groan that followed closely.

"Could it be that the old dean is fighting with Master McNan?" Duncan shook his head and smiled bitterly, envious of the power possessed by the Dragon Slayer Knight. But a few seconds later, the strange and oppressive evening bell rang through the four fields. Duncan recalled what he had heard, and a smile instantly froze on his face.

"What a depressing bell...... No! There was a loud noise mixed with screams! The sound of the students running for their lives at that time! How could the old dean love this land so much...... Not good, there are enemies!" Duncan turned around, sword drawn in hand, his heart full of unease.

At this moment, a black mist slowly gathered, obscuring the clear winter sky.

"What a strong rancid smell! No, this black mist is poisonous!" Duncan felt something wrong, and let out a low roar, and the fighting qi in his body gushed out, forming a translucent fan-shaped square shield, which kept rotating around his body, which dispelled the dizziness caused by the black mist.

"My head is so dizzy!"

"Me too, not good!"

......

The junior students around him fell one after another, Duncan saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, and yelled at the stunned students: "Why are you still standing stupidly! Everyone listen to me! Activate the Fighting Qi Shield to disperse the black fog, and then carry the fallen people back to the house, and I will go to Dean Winnie!"

The dozen or so students around were shocked when they heard this, and immediately did as he said, so as to avoid being injured by the poisonous gas.

Duncan's afterglow swept away, the surrounding vegetation died, and the birds that had not yet entered hibernation were all killed from the air, from the branches to the ground, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. He ran and charged with all his might, and in a few moments he was in front of the main entrance of the temple of the priesthood. A cold wind blew by, and Jing Lie's figure appeared out of thin air, his face so gloomy that he could almost squeeze out water.

"Jing Lie, why are you here, are you ......?"

"That's right, a few students have been poisoned! The antidote that I usually have in reserve is all ineffective! But I'm not here just for this! The old dean is seriously injured, and he is not out of danger yet!"

Duncan's mind went blank, wondering if he had misheard: "What......!

"Follow me!" Jing Lie ran towards the inside of the temple, a drop of water falling from his face and being carried by the cold wind to the back of Duncan's hand. The latter then remembered: After the death of his parents, Jing Lie has always regarded the old dean as his biological father, and he is so excited about a cold tough guy, could it be that the old dean...

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and hurriedly followed Jing Lie into the temple.

According to the regulations of Morrowind Academy, there are more than 100 students in each of the four branches. Except for those who went out to experience and participated in various tasks, about eighty or ninety people remained in the academy.

Now the nearly 100 students are all gathered in the temple, and the junior students are gathered around the altar in the depths of the temple, while the senior students are in groups of three or five, changing into the wide white robes used for sacrifices, chanting mysterious prayers that Duncan and the others cannot understand at all.

"Duncan, Jing Lie!"

The two were looking for the figure of the old abbot, but they heard the voice of Marshal Gaiman coming from the altar. The two of them looked up, and saw that Marshal Gaiman's armor was covered with criss-crossing cracks, his face and head were covered with dust, and a faint blood red was visible on his left arm. When he saw the two of them coming, he jumped down the stairs in three or two steps, and hurriedly said to them: "I have ordered the students here to go to the various branches to participate in the treatment! Winnie is trying to find a way to save Flammel! Jing Lie is here to stay, Duncan is going to make peace with Soras, and the enemies will soon flood the academy." I've got to help Arthur, he can't deal with that monster alone!"

"The old dean, he ......"

"It's not good! The energy from the wound is eating away at his body and soul! Winnie can only make him last longer! Take care!" said Marshal Gaiman sighed helplessly, then turned to leave. Jing Lie heard that the old dean's soul was being devoured, and he only felt that all his strength was drained, and he collapsed to the ground softly, but was dragged by Duncan.

"It's not time to give up yet!" Duncan's eyes were red, but the wavering in his eyes was immediately replaced by perseverance: "Do you remember what the old dean said when he passed by?! At the most difficult time for the academy, there were only the last seven people left even in him! At that time, the old dean did not give up the academy, how dare we give up hope!"

"I'm going to see the old dean!" Jing Lie accepted Duncan's persuasion and ran to the altar on the high place. Biting his lower lip, Duncan tried to calm his uneasiness, and turned to leave the temple and head to the mage academy that made a loud noise.

"Dean Jing Lie, please wait a minute, Dean Winnie is preventing that magic from continuing to erode the old dean, don't go ...... yet"

Jing Lie gently pushed away the student in front of him and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll only take a look from the side, and I won't disturb Dean Winnie!"

After squeezing through the crowd, Jing Lie finally saw the old dean shrouded in a layer of milky white light. As Marshal Gaiman said, the old dean was in a bad situation. Not only did he lose his entire right arm, but the whole person also looked like a shriveled piece of rotten wood, with dry and gray skin and a faint metallic luster. What made Jing Lie feel most uneasy was the gray mist on his face, no matter how much Dean Winnie drove the divine arts, he couldn't dispel it in the slightest.

"Dean Winnie!"

When Jing Lie saw the appearance of the old dean, he had already forgotten the promise made a few seconds ago. But just as he was about to step into the range of Winnie's magic, a small white hand grabbed him from the side.

"It seems that the old dean is very important to you!"

Jing Lie turned his head, but saw that it was a blonde girl who was holding him like an angel. Whether it is a delicate face or that pure and elegant temperament, people can't help but think of all the good things in this world.

"Are you...... Luo Ning's sister? Yes, after my parents died, the old dean was my only family! I, I can't lose him. Jing Lie's nose was sore, and his eyes became moist again.

"I see!" The girl let go of Jing Lie and smiled sweetly, "My brother is worried that my identity will be discovered, so he always forbids me to show my strength in public!" ”

Jing Lie didn't know why: "Sister Lena, what are you talking about?"

He said that Sister Lena was a very responsible person. Even if he gave his life, he would fight with his uncle for the throne at all costs! Because for her: the greater the power, the greater the responsibility! At that time, I didn't understand this, but I thought that Sister Lena was really amazing. But when I retrieved some of my memories, I realized that Sister Lena and I are essentially the same kind of people! It's just that what she cares about is Morrowind Land, and what I care about is the creatures of the mainland! If my power can save the only family you cherish, then no matter what, I will stand up!"

With that, under Jing Lie's extremely surprised gaze, the little girl folded her hands and chanted a distant and ethereal incantation. Warm emerald green burst out of her palm, filling the temple in an instant, obscuring the glow of Dean Winnie's divine magic.

(End of chapter)