Chapter 49: Forced Plot

The Witch Demon felt that he had been unlucky since he came to the mortal world from Hell, not to mention that he had mistaken the type and style of the Earth, made a retro Gothic look, and left two sideburns from the Elvis era.

As the son of a devilish monarch, this style is too frustrating and really hurts his self-esteem. But that's it, I still have a few punk brothers, and I can barely form a retro band to take the style route.

As a result, the three younger brothers were slaughtered by the Evil Ghost Rider not long after they appeared, leaving him alone and unable to even change careers to become singers.

In a fit of rage, the Witchheart curses Ghost Rider's girlfriend and threatens him to help him find a contract with St. Van Gonza for the rest of his life. But what happened next was even more unlucky, a strange man appeared out of nowhere to snatch the contract, and entered the ruins of the small town of San Van Gonza in advance, apparently with the same coveting power of the contract.

The Witchheart hurried but couldn't catch up, and then plunged headlong into the sea of ghouls.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the Witch Heart Demon is stronger than the Evil Ghost Rider, and the Evil Ghost Rider can't beat him alone. It's just that in the face of these ghouls, the stealth and sulfur poison skills that the Witchheart Demon is best at have lost their meaning.

Ghouls don't rely on their eyes to find enemies, they rely entirely on their energy sensing to attack with their shriveled eyeballs. Therefore, the infernal power in the witch heart demon is the best light, no matter how invisible he is, it is useless.

Coupled with the fact that the ghouls have the ability to be immune to toxins, the sulfur poison that can kill people with a touch of the witch demon is useless at all, and at most it can only make the ghouls' skin darker again. If it weren't for the fact that the Witch Heart Demon also has an immortal body, it would have been hacked back to Hell by these ghouls a long time ago.

As a last resort, the Witch Heart Demon, the son of hell who has always been elegant and self-controlled, can only play hand-to-hand combat, tearing each other with these ghouls with a pair of claws. Aside from the absence of an eye-kicking crotch, this scene is no different from a hooligan fight.

The witch heart demon made a big move here, no worse than the evil ghost rider's side, which naturally attracted more ghouls to swarm over.

Therefore, when Tezka opened the whole map with the breath whisper, he happened to see the thousands of ghouls divided into two teams, converging on these two non-humans.

Texka watched the number of seals on the contract continue to increase, and he was also happy to have someone to help him farm monsters. Although these two killed ghouls did not provide him with level up experience, they also shared a lot of pressure on him.

This is the first time that the map in the Elder Scrolls world has been pulled to Marvel, and Tezka still has a lot of things to verify one by one, rather than immersing himself in slashing monsters and leveling up.

Comparing the map in his mind, Tezka continued to lead Sylvie forward. However, this time it is no longer about fighting monsters and leveling up, but trying to avoid the gathering points of monsters, and even controlling spirit wolves to lead these ghouls to evil spirit riders and witch demons.

As a result, the pace of progress was much faster, and it only took Tesca about ten minutes to reach a key area of the Dastmann Cairn.

The place appeared to be a spacious hall through which four or five passages passed, but one of them was blocked by a stone door, which was the key point to the deepest part of the Dastmann cairn.

Once upon a time, Teska had come here with Farkas of the Snowman Brothers, in search of the former glory of the Nords.

It was also in this place that Texka saw the werewolf transformation for the first time, and was attracted by the domineering shape, and then he didn't even throw himself into the arms of the wolf god, and the wild bandits he ate could circle the Skyrim twice.

Tezka killed a dozen or so ghouls in the hall, and snatched a two-handed greatsword from one of the "unresting ghouls".

The gray-black sword body, the rough and domineering ornamentation, and the snow-white blade, Tesca stroked the sword body, and his heart was full of sighs.

Once, in the era when there were no mods, he was carrying a "Xianguund Giant Sword" to kill all sides. Even if there are various artifacts in the back, he still likes this novice weapon that can be seen everywhere the most, just because the shape is the most in line with his aesthetics.

Later, various weapon mods appeared, and even artifacts with damage explosions***, Tezka never used this two-handed sword again.

After all, there are sound effects when the *** artifact attacks!

Now holding this giant sword again, Teska couldn't help but sigh that he was no longer the pure teenager.

Sylvie watched her master cautiously from the side, and always felt that he had a special affection for this place. Could it be that he has been to this place before?

It seems very likely that this place is probably less than 300 years old, and Tezka is at least 1,000 years old, so it's not surprising that he has been here before.

"No wonder the master's strength is so strong, it turns out that he has fought with these monsters hundreds of years ago, and it is worthy of the thunderous roar of Asgard."

Sylvi relied on her brain to complete a self-strategy, and looked at Tesska's eyes even more adoring.

Texka walked around the hall and quickly found the handle that opened the door. This switch is a trap, if you break the handle and Tesca, you will be trapped in a ten-square-meter cell, waiting for the Phakas of the Comrades to find another switch to release himself, and at the same time open the last passage.

This is a necessary plot in the game, because the iron gate that traps the player is invincible, even if you are already a peerless powerhouse who has slaughtered the dragons in the world and talked and laughed with the gods, it is impossible to destroy this iron gate in the slightest.

Tezka knew the plot and naturally wouldn't open the mechanism cheaply, and was about to tell Sylvie to help him, but he heard a loud rumbling noise.

The ground shook violently, and large swaths of debris fell overhead.

Sylvie hurriedly propped up a hemispherical igloo to block the rubble, but the hastily built igloo was so small that Tezka had to huddle tightly with Sylvie.

In this confined space, Tezka had to get up close and personal with Sylvie. The tentacles are smooth, and the feel is really ...... It's so cold.

Imagine putting your hand in a large plate of ice water and having to pinch two pieces of crushed ice in your palm.

It's slippery, and I can't hold it anymore, but this temperature is really torture! There's no way, Texka didn't bring cold-resistant potions to Earth this time, and with 50% of the Nords' cold-resistant talents, he can only guarantee that he won't get frostbitten at most.

The first time Texka touched a part other than his head, Sylvie stiffened as if she had been immobilized, and it felt more like an ice sculpture.

After waiting for several minutes before the violent address eased up, Texca said to Sylvie with trembling lips, "Lift the igloo, let's get out quickly."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Tezka always felt that Sylvie was a little reluctant, and it took a few seconds to unlock the igloo defenses.

No sooner had the ice melted than Tezka felt a wave of heat rush over his face, and a large flame attached to the stone burned for a long time.

"It can't be Ghost Rider blowing himself up, right?" Tesca thought puzzled. The problem was soon forgotten by Teska as he tore through the rubble blocking the road to find that a sturdy iron gate had trapped him and Sylvie.

Looking back, the handle had been squeezed open by a few pieces of rubble.

"Damn, is the forced plot really so awesome?!" Teska said angrily.

Faced with the once powerless iron gate, Tesca raised his casserole-sized fist.