My name is Akatosh,

Saying...... This firewall doesn't work.

—4E, 201, Frostfall Month, 4th, 08:03 -

The sky began to turn white, and the morning sun rose from among the mountains in the east, shedding light that gradually illuminated the ruins of Blasilinan, and officially ended the fruitless vigil of Jansirase.

After Arthur and the other "Qualified" all entered the whirlpool, or "Well of the Soul", the entrance was shrouded in a thick white smoke like a cloud, and it did not have any power to hinder or counterattack, but Ella, who tried to follow and broke into the mist, strangely pierced back inside, according to her, she was able to confirm that she had been walking forward without turning a corner, and did not feel anything unusual, but inexplicably returned the same way, and then several members of the comrade group tried, and the result was exactly the same.

Unthinkable, they had to follow a pre-agreed plan and start standing in place to deal with the dragon that launched the surprise attack - but nothing happened for the rest of the night.

According to Jane Russer's instincts as an elf and archer, she judged that there should be an extremely powerful "what" or "who" to help everyone block the night's attack, however, as the sky grew brighter, this instinct also quickly faded, could it be some nocturnal creature? Do you have to go back to the lair as soon as it gets dark?

In addition, perhaps it is an illusion, this kind of "protection" vaguely reveals a ...... "motherhood"?

"Enemy attack!" After the "protection" disappeared completely, Jane Lasse, who was in charge of guarding the sky, still found nothing, and Farkas, who was mainly responsible for guarding the direction of Brasilin An, suddenly shouted a loud warning.

The dark elf archers followed the prestige, only to see that the ancient tomb that is usually ignored by the visitors of the Blasilin was constantly pouring out strong ghouls, and they were led by the two ghoul overlords turned into the legendary Twin Emperors, and even more her eyelids jumped, and a bone dragon also crawled out of the ruins of the long-abandoned Blasiliman, and merged with the ghouls to approach the Shalido Labyrinth.

"[M-la-k! "The skeleton of the skeleton of the bone dragon let out a terrible roar, and I don't know what part of it made its sound.

"Hey! You archers and mages, think of a way! "Although the bone dragon itself is still far away, the three Wilcas brothers and the abandoned princess guard are already at war with the surging skeletons and ghouls, and although they can wipe out several, if not a dozen, of monsters with a random wave of weapons, they are also busy asking for help in the face of the seemingly endless number of undead creatures that are pouring in.

"It's a pity that even though I look like a support character, I'm actually hand-to-hand!" Satya tore off the maid's suit and tied it in a few places, revealing the light leather armor inside, and then took a pair of knuckles, and rushed directly into the front line, punching a ghoul and a skeleton, and everywhere it went, it was like a whirlwind, which slightly reduced the pressure on the few people in front.

No, no one with the slightest eyesight in Snowman City will think you're just an ordinary tavern girl...... Jane Rasse glanced at Satya and raised her bow to try to shoot at the bone dragon in the distance.

Quiver! Quiver! Both arrows hit the bone dragon's massive head, nay, the skull, at the same time, but it made a dull sound like defeat, and both fell, and when Jane Lasse turned to look at Ella, she was looking at herself.

"Our weapons can't do damage to it!" Jane Lasse exclaimed, "What about the old mage who fought alongside us in the Black Fall? ”

"He said that he has made significant progress in his spell research, and he can't make a move for the time being!" Ella replied loudly to the roar of the noisy undead, "And! Who says you can't do harm? ”

Then, she directly put away her bow, her hands in a strange position and chanting, when Jane Russe wondered what she was going to do, Ella pulled her hands, and a longbow composed entirely of lilac magic appeared in her hand, and in the next moment, several beaded arrows flew straight out, they pierced through all the ghouls and skeletons in their path as if they were in a no-man's land, until they reached the two overlords, and were lightly dismissed by the other party.

"Isn't that still unharmable?"

"Cut ......"

"Fire, Storm!"

As soon as the two ghoul overlords had knocked out the arrows and set their eyes on Jane Lasse and Ella, several fire dragons suddenly appeared and spun around them quickly, incinerating all the undead creatures they came into contact with along the way, and finally converging around them, and then an unusually thick pillar of flame rose into the sky, completely engulfing the two ghouls.

"Well done, master, do it again!" The three Farkas brothers, whose pressure had plummeted, cheered.

"It won't be possible in a short time," Septin said by inspiration, walking out of a house on the edge of the labyrinth with his huge book, "I'm not like that girl, I'm a genius myself, and I'm under the care of the Holy Spirit, and now I'll have to prepare a defensive spell, and you hold on for a moment." ”

Under Jane Lasse's curious gaze, the old mage walked up to the two archers.

"The ghouls and skeletons here cannot be completely destroyed," he said, "as the oldest ruins and temples, the dead that can be evoked are almost endless, and we, must, leave." ”

"Can you enter?" Ella looked at the mist-shrouded labyrinth gates.

"They only told them to prevent the dragon from approaching before leaving, and they didn't mention the ghouls and the undead, which is enough to prove that they have no ability to affect the 'well of souls'," Septin implied, "Now I can take you in, but there must be some kind of connection, with the people inside." ”

"Contact ......" Ella looked around, then looked at Jane Lasse as she expected.

"Clever girl," the old mage nodded slightly, looking at Jane Russer, "Of the people present at the moment, only you and Satya have nothing to do with the people who entered Songgard, so you have to choose a name for yourself and her now, although I don't know what the meaning of these names obtained through prophecy spells is - 'Guinevere' or 'Morgan', choose." ”

The style of this name...... It seemed to be similar to the names of the "Knights of the Round Table" that Arthur and the others used to disguise their identities, and when she talked to Ella about it, she complained that her name "Trist" was too neutral, and it sounded sad, but it didn't mean anything to resist.

Now, it seems that the names were not made up by Arthur, and that they were more closely related to each other than expected, so that prophecy could be traced back to those that had not yet been spoken.

At this time, you can only choose by intuition, Jane Russet frowned slightly in the roar of many ghouls, and intuitively judged that one of the names was more intimate with Arthur, so she said: "I choose - 'Morgan'!" ”

Dazzling golden light rose into the sky.

——12:47——

At noon, a team arrived at Brasilin An, they all wore white hoods that covered most of their faces, and wore red windbreakers on a white background, with an inexplicable sense of murder in their actions, as if they had long been accustomed to walking between life and death.

Rao was so, and they were also quite surprised to see the ghouls that almost covered the entire ruins.

"Tsk, what's going on here? Are all the ghouls of Skyrim here? One of them ripped off his hood, revealing a green head that belonged to the Argonians.

"Maybe it has something to do with the golden pillar of light I saw not long ago," said a man in white with two redguard scimitars at his waist, "Savella, you'd better not take off your hood casually." ”

"Don't worry, the Night Mother won't be angry over such a trivial matter," the other also took off his hood, revealing his beard and shiny bald head, "All I can say is, Nazr, the fabric you use is not good for the scalp." ”

"As a person with hair, I don't know what it's like to be bald." Nazr folded his arms.

Scold! In this group, the shortest man in white suddenly raised the strange spear in his hand, turned to look at a person who had pasted many patterns like squares, plum blossoms, hearts, stars, etc. on his white trench coat.

"Please, Mother~ (Red Heart)" White, no, the man in flower clothes spread his hands: "You said that I was not allowed to beat other people's beards and hair, but I strictly obeyed it~ Hehehehe(Plum Blossom)"

"Lily, leave that clown alone—" Another girl in white who was about the same height as her next to the girl hugged her, "You said there was a fight here that was worth all the fighting, what about the enemy?" It's not these lying on the ground, is it? ”

"No, the enemy should be in the ......" Lily raised her hand and was about to point to the Labyrinth of Salidor when the ground not far from her suddenly exploded, and a terrifying dragon made entirely of skeletons burst out of the ground, but the skeleton was all scorched black, and it looked rather miserable.

"M-la-k!" It stood up, let out an indefatigable roar, and then snapped its claws down.

Bite! While! The two claws were blocked in the air by an unusually burly man in white and a slender woman in white.

"Milak? Sound familiar? The hurricane set off by the movement of the bone dragon lifted the hood of the second girl in white, revealing her yellow eyes and a pair of pointed tiger teeth in her mouth: "This dragon can't be the legendary unlucky dragon lord who was sucked away by the first dragonborn and stripped of the dragon scale keel, right?" ”

Click.

The bone dragon seemed to be surprised by its failure to suppress the two "normal humans" in terms of wrestling and increased its strength, but at that moment, one of its spine fell out of thin air, and then collapsed directly like a building block that had lost its key support.

"Target cleared, Chief." The woman in white and hood, who had been walking at the end of the line, floated down from the sky and said to Astrade.

"I've said it a few times, Gabrila, and now I'm not the leader...... Never mind. Astrade threw away the dragon claws in his hand and gave up trying to persuade his determined-eyed subordinate.

"Our goal is behind that white fog gate," said Joan of Arc Lilly, the Night Mother, and the current leader of the Brotherhood, "but find a way to get in, like that!" ”

Before the words fell, the little girl suddenly rushed towards the edge of the ruins in a few leaps, and then firmly hugged a shadow there: "I caught you!" Reindeer! ”

It's all a horse, right...... Wait a minute?

Astrade took a closer look, wasn't this the same nightmare she had lost when she went to recruit Jeanne Darch?