My name is Akatosh,

Werewolf vs Vampire ...... Well.

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 12th, 12:36 p.m.

The "Drifting Shadow Sanctuary" is a relic used by elves in ancient times, who planted magic crystals that were difficult to destroy in a short period of time at key points around the shelter that was not a relic at the time, and used them to build a magic circle that could completely obscure the entire shelter.

This magic array can "intercept" the roughly similar terrain around it for camouflage, if someone does not know the existence of the magic array in advance and rashly intrudes, what can be seen and touched is only the scene and landform of the "intercepted" location, and due to the perennial snow cover, if you want to judge the location of the magic array through the abnormal connection of the surface, it is almost impossible without knowing the specific edge of the magic array in advance.

However, this delicate magic array was rudely cracked by Sgrammer, and after roughly determining the range, he wielded the "Witch Slade" to unleash a series of sharp light blades, plowing all possible positions, and finally, with a pillar of light that soared into the sky, the elves' last hiding place appeared in front of the five hundred heroes.

Thousands of years later, Silverhand discovered this place and originally wanted to use it as a bridgehead to Winterhold and the Morning Star, but after discovering the abandoned but still functioning magic circle, it naturally became the headquarters of Silverhand.

At this moment, the Shelter Magic Circle, which had been discovered by Elope at that time, suffered the same fate again—the blade of light swept like a long sword completely destroyed the magic array, revealing the remains of the many elven-style shelters hidden beneath it.

"How the hell did those comrades find out about us?!"

At the top of the high spire of the sanctuary, three handsome members with unusually white skin looked into the distance, and there were members of the group of comrades who had rushed straight after the "Light Blade" had destroyed the magic barrier, and the golden sword in the hands of the leader made them feel a burst of heat even from such a distance.

"Maybe Sgramer made a note of it after sweeping down the ruins, but the Comrades didn't have the right one to inspire the 'Witch Slade', and the axe was shattered hundreds of years ago until they reforged it not long ago." One of them, wearing a cloak and a pale looking silver hand, said.

"Somo's stupid elves, after clearly obtaining the information that someone wants to reforge the 'Witch Slade', can still let them get the axe smoothly and deserve to be defeated by the Empire." Another man in silver armor and a sturdy man said through gritted teeth.

"They should have listened to me in the first place, and they found a random place to throw away the fragments they collected, and now they easily put them together." The young man who spoke last was dressed in dark leather armor, and his figure was a little erratic.

"Fool, if the fragments of the Witch Sludge hadn't been suppressed by us, those guys in the Brothers-in-Arms would have collected it faster!" The cloaked old man snorted, "Prepare to meet the enemy, the two 'adults' are still below, we can't let them think that we are incompetent." ”

"I have to say, there must be mages in their ranks, and choosing this low-level vampire at noon to attack at the moment when they have to fall into a deep sleep," the strong man in silver armor chuckled, "but not long ago, the purifying light that swept across the entire sky completely woke them up, and they were extremely manic, choosing this time to attack is no different from looking for death." ”

"The leader should be the 'Dragonborn', he has both the dragon's roar and the ability to inspire the 'Witch Slad', we should not stand in a straight line with him under any circumstances, if possible, you go and assassinate him." The cloaked old man said slowly.

"It is said that the Dragonborn is extremely resistant to conventional illusion magic because of their dragon blood," the leather-armored youth replied in a sinister voice, "but as long as he thinks in a human way, he will definitely fall for my 'vampire confusion'." ”

"The archers and magicians are suppressed by me, and the three brothers of the comrade-in-arms group belong to you, is there a problem?" The cloaked old man turned to the strong man in silver armor and said.

"Not at all, after gaining 'that kind of power', I always wanted to let my comrades taste its power." He pinched his fingers: "For the bloodline and glory." ”

"For the sake of bloodline and glory." The silverhand leader, who suspected to be a mage and a thief, gave a low greeting, then vanished in the next moment.

"Huh." The strong man in silver armor looked at the members of his comrade group who were getting closer and closer, and turned to walk down the lookout.

——12:41——

"Everyone disperse! Keep moving! Don't get tangled with low-level vampires! Arthur shouted.

Although the Silverhand would be alarmed by such an undisguised destruction of the barrier, it was a bit unexpected to be attacked by a flood of silverhand vampires as soon as they entered the sanctuary hall, and even at noon it did not hinder their movements.

Its appearance is very similar to the "Triva" it encountered before, its skin is blue, its body is normal, but its limbs are unusually shriveled down, with sharp teeth and claws, but the volume is not as huge as "Triva", only twice the size of ordinary people, and the magic it uses is a kind of blood-colored light that will explode, Wells was accidentally affected a little by its edge, and he instantly became out of breath and couldn't even hold his sword steadily, but fortunately, this blood-colored ball of light flies very slowly and can be easily dodged.

The other kind of magic has the meaning of being a bit of an enemy, after releasing several blood-colored balls, it will throw a miserable green ball of light into the vampire group, and the vampires within the range will instantly turn into a puff of black smoke and be absorbed by it, and then both its floating speed in the air and the speed at which it casts the blood-colored orb will increase.

"That guy can recover himself by sucking the soul of a low-level vampire, and if he can't be killed with one hit, he will quickly recover his vitality, and it will be very bad for us to fall into a protracted war." Septin implied a wall of fire around him, but the number of vampires trampled the wall of fire one by one, and the old mage gave a hint to the others while dodging under Ella's cover.

"One hit kills, of course - woohoo!" With a swing of his sword, Farkas swept away the vampires surrounding him, leaped up and kicked the wall straight at the vampire lord, who was not too high in his floating position, and turned into a werewolf in mid-air.

"Reckless puppy, it's time for you to die-" The vampire Lord smirked and threw a free hand at Farkas, the werewolf leaping in the air suddenly lost his balance, was drawn away by the palm and pinched his throat.

"Tsk." Due to the sheer size of the werewolf, the vampire maharaja's so-called "throat holding" was nothing more than a forced sucking of the throat with magic, and in order to pinch Farkas to death with his bare hands, his hand would have to be at least five times larger.

Before it could attempt to transform the Vampire's Grip into other lethal blood magic, Ella and the arrows that flew from Kalia, who had quietly occupied the high ground, and the two other werewolf brothers, who had already transformed into a pounce, made it change its mind and threw Farkas into another corner with a wave of his hand.

Pap Pap - A swarm of bats suddenly appear, transform into another vampire maharaja where the dancing Farkas fell, grab Farkas by the shoulder from behind and open his mouth to bite.

"Roar!" At the same time as the Floating Maharaja waved his hand and threw it, Wilcas and Wells had already switched the direction of the attack, forcing the new Maharaja back with one man and one claw.

"Three brothers of the Brothers-in-Arms...... I've wanted to try your pounds for a long time. The Maharaja didn't float in the air, he stood still and looked at the three giant werewolves surrounding him, stretching out his claws and swinging in hand-to-hand combat.

"Whew!" "Roar—" The four beasts fought together with their fangs and claws without any feats.

"Woohoo!" The other "beast" present, Babas, was happily running through the crowd of ordinary vampires, looking for their lower joints, such as knees and ankles, and as a result, many vampires rushed to the point where they fell inexplicably in the middle of the kill, only to find that their legs were gone

This scene made Arthur, who was busy dealing with the flood of vampires, constantly swinging his sword and triggering the "super-undead" from time to time, looked at it and frowned, although its dog as a demon god would not be affected by bloodsucking disease at all, and it was impossible to spread the disease to others, but it was better to keep Sophie away from this stupid dog after going back.

Speaking of Sophie, she should be playing happily with Leah now, and the children seem to be keen to learn their "tour guide" behavior, and the income of the tour guide can only be regarded as pocket money, but for them in the future-

Bite!!

Ladia, who was originally cooperating with Arthur, suddenly turned around and stood up with a shield, blocking a pitch-black claw that pierced Arthur's heart, and the crisp sound caused by the collision of the two also made Arthur come back to his senses, and he immediately turned around and slashed out with a sword.

"It's a shame that the user of 'Witch Slade' almost died at my hands." A shadow flew away in the light of the sword, revealing a third vampire lord, who was different from the other two, dark and erratic, almost reintegrating into the shadows as they were forced back by Lydia and Arthur.

Obviously, Arthur had just been hit, and in the heat of the battle, he was distracted to think about his daughter and dog, and while it wasn't a problem to deal with enemies in his field of vision, there was a high chance that he would be a few seconds slower if he had an unexpected sneak attack out of sight—a few seconds long enough to be seriously injured or even killed.

"Attacking rashly without knowing the strength of the enemy is the reason for your defeat this time," after a strange gust of wind blew, many vampires who had been knocked to the ground but had not been "purified" by Arthur got up again, and the floating mage was a vampire Maharaja and said with a smile: "Your lives are like candles in the wind." ”