'Tread-Tread-Tread-Tread-'

The spiral corridor leading to the cold landing palace seemed endless, everything was silent, and Alice was alone on the obsidian staircase shrouded in deep darkness.

He holds a sword in his right hand and a torch in his left hand.

The name of the longsword is Nightmare Rift, and it is a combination of the dwarven craft of a long time ago and the wisdom of a powerful wizard. The dark purple light that flowed from the blade seemed to foreshadow the ominous nature of the dwarven sword—it was the only powerful treasure from Avel's treasure room.

Alice didn't understand the structure of the enchantment on the blade, and she couldn't tell the strange rune circuits it was capable of. The only thing she could perceive was that the power of the sword was directed at the soul.

Maybe it's a soul trap? Maybe it's a spirit tear? Whatever he wants, Alice doesn't care what kind of power this sword can give her. All she knew was that she could swing it, and the sword would respond to her will with a slash. That's enough.

Now, she just wants to find some living creatures in this deep, dark, maybe underground passage.

It doesn't matter if it's a human, a ghoul, a bug, a beast, or something.

As long as it's something that can be killed.

Yes, as long as you can kill, you can wield the sword in your hand, it's all kind.

The maiden shrouded her body under a wide gray cloak. Under the deliberately lowered hood, even if you stand in front of Alice, you can only see her thin jaw. Her eyes were confused, and her pupils, which were originally as clear as sapphires, gradually became cloudy and stained with a touch of yellow.

"Huh?" suddenly froze under the girl's feet.

She lowered her head, a torn snow rat carcass rolling slightly at her feet.

The corpse looked fresh. The dark red plasma at the wound has not fully coagulated. The small, round eyes could still reflect the fear of dying in the firelight.

"At least don't you have to worry about starving?" Alice chuckled, her steps to the ground quickening.

The deeper you go underground, the more snow rat carcasses you can see. In front of the gate at the lowest level, there are at least hundreds of broken snow rat corpses, and several particularly large snow rats even have refined steel spine crossbow arrows stuck in their bodies.

The only thing around was the inadequately burning 'beep' of the torches planted on either side of the steel gate. The air was filled with the smell of blood and burning grease.

"So, is this it? Alice gave a rough estimate of the combat effectiveness of the snow rat swarm. There is a rough estimate of the elite bandit squad that will go deep into the ruins.

"Looks like there's going to be a big fight. ”

[But that's exactly what I'm looking forward to, that's what I'm longing for]

Alice's left fingers clenched violently, then released. The wound that had healed seemed to be still slightly itchy.

"Well, here I am. ”

'Bah!' the door was pushed open with ease. It's as light as lubricating.

Dilapidated, decaying. This was Alice's first impression of the stone chamber in front of her. No, it's more like a giant semi-natural cave than a stone chamber. Sharp stalactites hang from the ceiling. The ancient Nord carvings were eroded and blurred, and shrouded in a thick layer of spider silk.

Spider...... Is it?

Sensing the movement behind her, Alice stabbed with a backhand.

Like an eggshell being pried open, the shell shatters with a 'poof' splash of liquid. The young frost spider nailed to the girl's right back twitched all eight feet in unison, and soon died silent.

Alice turned around, and the door behind her had closed silently at some point. She gave it a hard push—not moving.

"That's fine. The girl pulled out the nightmare crack, and the pale cyan juice gracefully spilled a semicircle on the ground. And the lilac halo circulating on the blade became deeper and deeper. She looked back into the depths of the cavern, where the myriad of arthropod-specific touches were approaching.

"Let's see what I'm able to do now. ”

A certain passage in the memory gradually became clear, and a new spell gradually took shape in Alice's left hand. It was a hot, condensed flame. Powerful magic binds it to a goose-egg-like ball. Quietly hovering above Alice's palm.

"Is this the last spell I used to blow down the temple gates? Alice sighed softly and pushed her left hand forward slightly.

'!!!!Boom'

The ripples from the explosion caused the stalactites at the top of the cave to fall, and at least twenty feet of flame splattered to kill more than a dozen frost spiders in a single shot. Their flaming stumps scattered around the cave. And those who are still alive have also been burned by different Cheng dù.

The rest is just a matter of a sword.

Alice, wrapped in a cloak over her leather armor, walked through the cave like a ghost. She is quick and quick-moving. Each sword takes the life of a Frost Spider. And their venom and claws can't touch the corners of Alice's clothes at all.

Scattered, tear their souls apart with nightmare rifts. Those who gathered, used the fireball technique to destroy their bodies.

Kill, destroy, destroy, exterminate.

The body seems to be endless, and the mana seems to be endless. In Alice's pupils, which gradually turned pale yellow, hundreds of white souls drifted away.

When there were no more victims to slaughter around her, Alice was at the end of the cavern. Standing in front of her was a giant frost spider the size of a small mountain, three times the size of Helgen's mother!

The Frost Spider Queen.

More than a dozen mangled robber corpses lay dead at its feet. There were a few silk cysts hanging from the high rock wall, and a few were squirming slightly. And the result of these elite bandits' desperate struggle is nothing more than a few scars left in its torso.

"Then you are the gatekeeper of the temple ruins. ”

Without waiting for the Frost Spider Empress to respond, Alice swung her sword and slashed at it.

It was only a faint wound, but its whole body trembled uncontrollably as if it had been bombarded by thunder! The spider queen angrily waved its thick chelicera, which were worthy of totem poles, and the terrifying sound waves of air crashed in all directions on the uneven rock wall.

"Is your soul so fragile?"

The fireball collides with the venom mass in the air. The corrosive poisonous mist melted the corpses on the ground into empty bones in an instant. But Alice only spewed out a few tongues of fire to easily defuse the fatal blow from the spider queen. She climbed the stone wall like an ape, one flame after another exploding the spider's back into a bloody blur.

Like a petrel in a storm.

Like a fish swimming in a maelstrom.

The spider queen can't hurt her in the slightest, but she can bring a heavy blow to the spider queen lightly.

Eventually, Alice swooped down from the top of the rock face. The nightmare crack is straight into the center of the four red eyes behind the spider!

The beast that had survived in this deep tomb for at least hundreds of years writhed and twitched. Eventually, he stopped moving.

"It's just this kind of Cheng dù. ”

Alice drew her sword and gently leaped from the spider's body. After killing the spider queen, the path to the depths of the cold fall has appeared in front of her.

But before that, there's one more thing to do.

The silk sacs hanging on the wall were torn open one by one. Showing the faces of people old and young. Some are still alive, some are dead, and some have been crushed into a pulp of flesh by the spider's chelicera.

"Nords? ”

"Redguards? ”

"Imperials? ”

Alice opened the head of the silk sac one by one, kicked the dead one away, and gave him a sword if he was still alive.

Finally, a cunning dark elf face appeared in front of Alice.

"[Agile] Avel?"

"You...... You kill the spider!" the bandit leader, whose brain was still blurry, was suddenly awakened. As soon as the desire in his eyes revealed Alice's delicate face, the huge corpse of the spider queen immediately frightened him to the point that his hair stood on end!

"Looks like you're right. ”

As if he didn't hear her, Avil just stared blankly at the corpse behind the spider, muttering to himself, "He killed the spider...... She actually did it......" He suddenly noticed the long sword Alice was carrying behind her. His eyes lit up.

"Nightmare Rift! It's this sword! I see...... Soul Tear doesn't do much for people with black souls, but can it kill ordinary creatures with white souls lightly...... Hey, what are you doing!"

The leader of the robbers suddenly felt a chill in his stomach, and he couldn't help but look down.

Out of nowhere, Alice pulled out a dagger, and she lightly broke open the central part of the silk sac. After a while, a small golden dragon claw fell into her hand.

"Hey...... Friend," Avell said dryly, "that's mine...... It's okay to give it to you, can you get the spider silk off my body first, I can't even move. He wriggled his body and looked at Alice pitifully: "I know there is a great treasure here, and no one can find it without me!

Alice ignored him, she just wiped the dragon claw from her hand and put it in her pocket.

"I'm not interested in treasure or anything," she said, slowly pulling the nightmare crack from behind her back, the sharp sound of metal grinding extremely harsh. "I'm going to do something else. ”

"Uh——ahhhh!!!h

In Aweil's screams, Alice cleanly pierced the joints of his limbs.

"I say hello to you on behalf of Sonya. Not...... And Lana's. ”

Ignoring Avil's pleading gaze, she smashed the robber leader's jaw with a single punch.

"Originally, I wanted to pull out your heart directly. But after thinking about it, I really can't do it. With a swipe of the dagger in Alice's hand, a one-third of a foot long cut was made in Avel's stomach.

Then, in Avir's horrified and distorted expression, she picked up a dark green, fist-sized spider egg and stuffed it into the robber leader's abdomen!

"It'll hatch in about half a tick. I don't think you bled to death so quickly. Alice winked mischievously. The pale yellow pupils were as hideous as the devil's eyes in Aver's eyes.

She stood up and walked into the depths of the cold without looking back.

Let the bandit leader behind him writhe and roll desperately.