"It's finally here...... "As the sun has completely set below the horizon, the sky has turned gray. Bernardo sighed as he stood in front of the huge statue in front of him, throwing down his trench coat, which was almost blown into rags.

"Look at my temple!" The voice of the demon god Meritia sounded in his head again, startling him into a stir, "Nestled in this cold wind and ruins. Is it only that mortal perseverance, piety, and skill that can be achieved? ”

"Kilkreis Mountains...... Meritia's statue ......" the young man muttered to himself, he knew very well what the Demon God Lord was talking about, and it was a temple near the statue, which was dilapidated, and it seemed that no one had entered it for a long time.

In front of the statue is a gemstone pedestal, made of marble, shaped like two cloaked ascetics holding each other's hands, and at the bottom is a disc inscribed with various demon runes. The boy took out the crystal-shaped gem that had been seized from the vampire's lair and placed it on the gem's base.

"The goddess of light and life, daughter of Lockhan and one of the few Lords of Didra who is not entirely evil......" The boy thought silently as he remembered what he had seen in the Book of Demons in the library of the Winter Castle Academy of Magic.

The beacon placed on the pedestal suddenly erupted in a burst of intense light, and then rose into the sky, levitating in front of the clenched hands of the statue of Meritia. The boy was also brought up by this amazing momentum, and the whole person was carried up by this beam of light, and flew quickly to the sky!

Such a rapid rise should have made the boy feel the pain of rubbing against the air. However, with the drastic changes in the surrounding scenery, Morning Star City, Dugu City, and even the distant Phocles are clearly visible!

It wasn't until an unknown height came to an abrupt halt when the entire continent of Tamriel looked like an ordinary island. The boy looked around at the sky and saw that a ball of light was rushing towards him.

"It's time to recreate my glory in Skyrim." The voice that had sounded in my head before was emitted from the other side of the ball of light, "But the symbol of my truth is still buried in the temple of my former grandeur and glory!" Today, it has been desecrated by darkness...... Damned necromancer Mokran, who has defiled my altar with filthy depravity, trapped his lost soul in war to work for him. The Demon God's voice was full of majesty and hatred.

Mo Keran ...... One of Professor Phoenix's most poignant memories of an outstanding student who was expelled from the academy for his obsession with necromancy ...... "Naturally, the boy heard the name and recited it silently in his heart.

“…… Worse still, he uses the power of the holy weapon that symbolizes me for his evil purposes. Meritia continued, "I brought you here to make you my warrior, mortal. You will enter my temple, take my holy weapons, and destroy the damned blasphemer. ”

"Tell me more about the Hallows." Although there is a good chance that this "holy weapon" is the nemesis of the legendary undead creature "Dawnbreaker", Bernardo still asks the demon god to make the final determination.

"Mortals call it the Dawnbreaker because it was made of my holy light." The first sentence of the demon god's answer gave Bernardo the answer he wanted, "It can burn all the depravity and hypocrisy in this world." You get my temple, kill Mokran, and retrieve that powerful weapon. ”

"I'll do it." Bernardo, who had received the answer, bowed his head as a sign of respect for the Demon God Maharaja.

"Of course you will, because this is my order!" Meritia shouted, "Go, you must get the Hallows back and kill Mokran!" Mo Keran forcibly closed the door of the temple, but this is my temple, and it only obeys my orders!

"I'll shoot a ray of light and guide it through my temple, and then the door will open." After saying this last sentence, the light quickly moved above the temple, and Bernardo, who had lost the support of this power and levitation, also began to slide to the ground little by little - (by the way, there may be a bug here in the old rolling game, and the protagonist will be killed when he falls)

Blazing white light shone across the skies of the Kilkes Mountains, making the night feel like day. The temple gate, which was sealed by several magical runes, was forcibly broken through by a beam of light, and several impregnated souls guarding the temple hall were also turned to ashes in an instant.

"Kirks Temple...... Looking at the scene in front of him, even the pretentious dragonborn Bernardo couldn't help but stick out his tongue in surprise, remembering some information about the target, "Mo Keran, who studied at the Winter Castle School of Magic ten years ago, is gifted and intelligent, majoring in summoning spells, and has the title of "Master Summoner" within three years, and at the same time has expert-level strength in destruction spells and transformation spells...... In addition, he has long been familiar with everything in this temple, and now he is fighting at home, and he can't take the enemy lightly. ”

His hand reached for the slender package he was carrying behind him, but after thinking about it, he put it down - although the enemy was very strong, he should not need it yet.

"Shadow." The boy's whisper rang out, and his entire body turned into a black shadow, followed by nothingness.

Although it was destroyed by the Demon God's Immortal Lightning, the dark and filthy aura that permeated the entire temple was still spreading. There was a hint of salty smell in the air. Several magical rune traps in front of the temple have been destroyed, but it is unknown if they have caught the attention of this necromancer.

In the same architectural style as the rest of the Nord temples or tombs of the same architectural style, the ebony stone tomb path, filled with gold coins and precious stones, made Bernardo feel very familiar. The only difference is that the "guards" who wander in this temple are not ghouls made of ancient arcane magic like the rest of the guardians in the ancient temples, but a dark shadow - tainted souls!

These tainted souls seem to have been made by the souls of soldiers who died in the war. Mo Keran has always dreamed of having a necromantic army of his own, and I heard that he still secretly worships the "Wolfheart Queen" in Dugu City in private. Eventually, one of his experiments went haywire, and seven young children died under his spells, causing him to be regarded a heretic by Stendhal's vigilantes, and the head of the academy, chief mage Savos Arran, and the angry summoning professor Phoenix expelled him from the academy. During this time, he had been hiding from the Steindal Guards, but he ran into him here.

"Sheltered by vampires? Or ......" the boy muttered to himself, but he didn't notice that the magical effect of the "shadow cloak" was already looming—

"Howl!" The souls who have been controlled and lost their minds have turned to this human figure that appeared out of nowhere!

"Alas......" The young man who found out that he had been found silently pulled out the sharp blade on his waist, and a frosty aura radiated from the special glass sword, and on the empty hand, several magical energy flames of different attributes appeared!

"It's pathetic...... Let me give you the last relief. The young man said softly, and his fighting spirit exploded instantly!