—4E, 201, Last Seed, 17th, 16:00 —

"Boss, let me tell you, bringing me here is the wisest decision you've ever made."

Marcul was tinkering with a chest in the corner of the tomb with a lockpick made of two wires, and said to Arthur, who was standing guard nearby.

After nearly being killed by the ghouls, the robber, or rather, the thief, followed Arthur, who was dressed in iron armor and armed with a greatsword, and refused to go too far from Arthur, who looked very safe at first glance, and tried to push him to turn around and leave the Temple of Coldfall.

However, Arthur, who wanted to find out what was going on with the dragon, refused, maybe it was just a coincidence that it swept over the cold falling peaks, but the dragon that had not appeared for hundreds of years reappeared, and investigating the murals in the ancient tomb may be rewarding, especially the ancient tomb with the golden dragon claw as the key.

With a soft click, the ancient box in front of Marcul was unlocked, he lifted the lid and looked at it, and after complaining about something, he took out a dozen gold coins from it and put them in his pocket.

As we all know, the Nords are a fighting people, and they will usually bury their own weapons, and after hundreds of years, it is impossible to have weapons intact, and the weapons in the hands of those ghouls can easily break into two after a few collisions with Arthur's two-handed greatsword.

The weapons and armor are old and decayed, and no jewels have been found for the burial of the so-called big men, although fortunately some ancient coins have been recorded.

These coins are called "Septin", and they are named after the Septin Empire, and if it weren't for the fact that the Empire has ruled Skyrim long enough, these tomb robbers would have obtained worthless coins that have become uncirculating.

"How do I think you're bragging, probably haven't seen that door at all." After watching Marcul collect the loot, Arthur continued to walk deeper into the tomb.

"I've really seen it, I went to find the dragon's claw because I couldn't open the door," the thief hunched over and explored the way ahead, "these guys didn't get up and cut people at first, and the burial goods couldn't be found in the sarcophagus." ”

By this time, the hastily placed in the recesses of the walls were rare, replaced by dark and heavy sarcophagi, and the architecture of the burial chamber gradually became ancient and majestic, and likewise the traps were more deadly.

Click! A ghoul kicked open his coffin and walked out, his hollow eyes scanning in the blue flames, and soon saw Arthur and Makul hiding in the passage of the tomb, dragging a giant hammer towards them menacingly, and then all halves of the black blade swept abruptly through the passage.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry." The huge blade slowly retracted, and Makull and Arthur took the opportunity to pass through: "The entire passage is a pressure plate, which cannot be passed through under normal circumstances, but fortunately there are those brainless ghouls." ”

Click-

"No brains? Well? Arthur raised his sword to block a flying Gounod arrow, and then ran irregularly towards the ghouls who were all armed with Gounod's bow: "Hide yourself!" ”

The bow and arrow is a weapon, if you just pull the bowstring and let go, the arrow will not fly far at all and will not have any strength, maybe it will also poke the archer's own feet, according to the goal and the specific situation to determine the strength of the bow is the right choice, but these ghoul archers naturally don't remember what happened, one by one they pulled the bowstring to the maximum strength before letting go, which is to give Arthur, who is also proficient in bows and arrows, a chance.

After Arthur struck down a ghoul with a fitting fit, the greatsword struck him head, then snatched the bow and arrow from his hand, rolled to dodge a round of bow and arrows, and then saluted each one by name.

However, the essence of these ghouls is a dry corpse, even if the torso is hit by an arrow, it has no effect, with the arrow dangling on the body, continue to draw the bow and aim at Arthur, until the head is hit, extinguishing the blue fire in his eyes will finally fall, during this time Arthur was also hit by a few arrows, but after all, it was iron armor and was not shot through, and finally all the ghouls who could not rest were still eliminated.

During this period, in that mysterious starry sky, the constellations representing the "bow" and the "heavy armor" were each lit up with a starry morning.

"Boss, the riddle door is in the back......" Makul, who didn't dare to venture until the end of the battle, slipped out and said while searching the bodies of those ghoul archers, "Moreover, there are so many archers arranged in the last tomb, and it must be a general-level figure inside." ”

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At the end of the tomb, there is a wide corridor with abstract relief frescoes carved on both sides, and at the end is a thick and strange giant door.

The relief frescoes have no captions, but in an uninterrupted line of paintings, depict a prophetic vision of a dragon skimming across the sky, corpses crawling out of graves, and a final scene of the dragon spewing dragon fire into a battlefield of war.

"I didn't expect these ancients to predict the war between the empire and the Storm Cloak hundreds of years ago, powerful, powerful." Marcus shook his head.

"Such an ambiguous prophecy," Arthur laughed, "the first two patterns are fine, indicating that the awakening of these ghouls is indeed related to the dragon, but the last one can be applied to any war - twenty years earlier it must have been interpreted as a war between the Empire and Somo." ”

As he spoke, he turned his face to look at the door with three rings.

In the middle of the gate was a claw-shaped groove, and Arthur took out the dragon claw he had captured from Marcul and compared it to it, but he pressed it and turned around without moving, and at the same time, the secret door on the side of the gate opened, and two ghouls with two-handed greatswords rushed out.

"I see," Arthur said after knocking them down with ease, "that there is a 'punishment' for not getting the patterns right." ”

The claw-shaped grooves are surrounded by embossed rings that are quartered into equal parts, each with a pattern on each arc that looks like a dragon, a shroud, a wolf's head, and a snow bear.

"The dragon returns, the dead awaken, the end of the world." Arthur thought back to what Marcul was muttering, looked at the murals around him again, and finally reached out and turned the rings so that they lined up in the order of "Dragon, Shroud, Bear" directly above the paw prints, and pressed the dragon's claws again, this time it went smoothly, and there was a grinding sound of something turning inside the huge door, but instead of opening to the sides, it slowly sank to the ground.

"Can the Nord riddle door be opened like this?" Makul's eyes widened: "I will ...... in the future"

Snap-la-la-la-

Behind the Nord Riddle Door is an extremely empty tomb hall, which not only surrounds the rockery, but also attracts groundwater as a river, and in the middle of the hall there is a large high platform, and the most striking thing is a huge and ornate sarcophagus, which is placed in the middle of the high platform.

"Hit the luck, get rich......" Marcul rubbed his hands and trotted forward, Arthur followed.

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If this is the secret of the Temple of Frostfall and the Golden Dragon's Claw, then wouldn't it have nothing to do with dragons?

Arthur stood on the high platform and thought.

This time the funeral goods were as the tomb robbers wished, with many jewels and ornaments, and Macul hurriedly began to put them in his pocket, and the owner of the ornate sarcophagus did not seem to have the idea of kicking open the coffin board to teach him a lesson.

No, there should be any clues here...... Well?

Arthur's gaze was drawn to a semicircular groove in the mountain wall, carved with a large number of rough lines that seemed to be scratched by claws, but not in any language he remembered, and one of the "words" was shining with the same blue light as the eyes of the ghouls.

Could it be ...... Arthur tried to get closer to it.

In an instant, a cold wind blew from the direction of the "words", so that he could not see anything except those strange words for a while, and he picked up the giant sword in surprise, but there was no expected enemy to appear, but the group of words was engraved into his mind in some unreasonable way, and the strokes were extremely clear, and when he looked at the semi-circular stone wall, the blue flames on the words had completely disappeared.

"Boss, look what I've found—" "Click! ”

When he finally dared to open the tribute box in front of the sarcophagus, the lid of the coffin was kicked open, and someone who was obviously stronger than the other ghouls crawled out of the sarcophagus, carrying a two-handed sword glowing with blue light, and glared at him condescendingly.

"I, I'll put it back." Makull said incoherently, intending to put the funeral jewels back in.

“【Fus】！” The ghoul of the tomb's owner roared loudly.

The roar seemed to inspire some kind of mysterious power, and a shockwave appeared out of thin air in front of the ghouls, sending Makul far away, and the jewels on his hands spilled all over the ground.

Drink! Arthur couldn't wait for it to turn around and repeat his old trick, so he let out a low cry and stabbed the ghoul from behind with his sword.

However, as if the ghoul had eyes behind it, he swung his sword in reverse without turning back to block, and when the steel two-handed sword hit its ancient Nord sword, the sword body was directly covered with a layer of frost, and if Arthur hadn't withdrawn the sword in time, even his hands would have been frozen.

"That's an enchanted weapon—" Makul, who had flown away, seemed to be fine, and shouted as he picked up his lost jewels, "-Quite valuable!" ”

"What's that roar!" Arthur raised his sword to confront the powerful ghoul while asking Makull what had happened to knock him away.

"That's the dragon's roar—" Makul replied from afar, not daring to approach, "a skill that only the mighty Gunards can master!" ”

I don't know if the dragon's roar has been reprepared, or if the ghoul is very useful for Macool's compliment to him, it opens its mouth to Arthur again: "[Fus]! ”

A huge air flow came towards him, but Arthur felt that the gust of wind was no different from when he had just obtained the text memory from the stone wall, he was not blown away like Makul, and then it dawned on him that the pronunciation of the word was "Fus", but there was something missing that prevented him from making the same roar as the draugr in front of him.

The ghoul may have felt that the enemy in front of him would inevitably be blown away, so he was a little careless, and when the roar was over, he saw Arthur rushing up instead of flying away, and his hand couldn't help but slow down by half a beat.

Poof—

The next moment, its thin head flew into the air, the blue fire in its eyes gradually extinguished with reluctance, and the last thing it heard was the chatter of Makull.

"We've made a fortune, boss, this frost enchanted weapon is valuable, and the jewels that accompanied him, oh, how come there is a stone here?"