As the last arrow flew out of Dacula's hand, the death-scented creature stabbed straight into the scales of the dragon's chest, mercilessly piercing his powerful heart, destroying the vitality contained in the huge blood pump.

"Roar!" The dragon roared, his voice filled with reluctance and anger. It's a pity that his body didn't give him a chance to vent, his strength was lost, his vitality dissipated, and slowly only a body containing huge energy remained.

"Whew......" Dacula took a deep breath, and the burning pain in his chest, abdomen and throat between this breath made him very obsessed. Speaking of which, this is also the first dragon he has killed "with his own hands", and this feeling of killing a dragon creature with his own strength made Dacula feel an inexplicable sense of comfort for the first time.

Next, according to common sense, it should be to absorb the dragon soul.

Looking at the corpse of the frost dragon, Dacula began to get excited, since the elimination of Alduin, the dragons of Skyrim have been restrained by Patunax, and Dacula himself has not been absorbed by the dragon soul for a long time. The dragon soul is undoubtedly a great supplement for the dragonborn, and it can make the dragonborn's strength take a huge leap.

In the wind and snow, a layer of flame slowly ignited on the dragon's corpse, and golden energy overflowed from it and brewed outside the dragon's body.

"Haha...... Dragonborn, you're still a little too weak......"

Just as Dacula was about to enjoy the feeling, a voice suddenly reached his ears. The cat-man turned his head in surprise to see Milak appear beside him in a translucent soul form.

And the golden energy that had been brewing and was ready to swarm towards Dracula also had a slight hesitation at this moment, and soon, they flew towards Milak on the side as if they had made a decision.

"You guy! What the hell is going to be! Seeing that the dragon soul in his hand was about to be snatched away by this damn fellow, Dacula screamed and stretched out his hand to stop the dragon souls flying towards Mirak, but unfortunately, this formless and insubstantial thing wrapped around Dacula's furry claws like a cloud and lingered for a while, and then flew in the direction of Mirak without hesitation.

"What do you say? Something like a dragon soul shouldn't be left in the hands of a weak person like you......" Mirak's voice was full of provocation.

"How dare you!" Dacula screamed, and pulled an elven dagger from his waist and swiped it around Milak's neck. This ferocious attack did not have the slightest warning, and in Dacula's opinion, even Milak himself did not react.

But is it true that Milak himself didn't react?

The masked guy just stood there calmly, watching Dacula attack on him, without any other movement.

"Hoo ......"

Dacula's attack was so fast that there was a whistling sound in the air, but when the deadly attack landed on Milak, Dacula suddenly felt his hands empty, and there was no sense of hitting the substance. It stands to reason that this guy in front of him is a soul now, but if he hits the soul, he should also have a viscous and obscure texture unique to the soul. But this feeling is not felt at all here in Dalcula. The sensation coming from his hand was that it was simply hitting the air, and there was no other sensation.

"You ......"

"Feel it, right? What you see now is just a projection of me on the continent of Tamriel, I can appear anywhere where the dragons die, and I can absorb their souls to strengthen myself as soon as possible......" Milak slowly said with a sense of superiority at this time: "And you, weak guy, with me you will never be able to compete with me!" ”

"No!" Seeing that the dragon soul had been gradually absorbed, Dacula couldn't help but scream.

But his voice was only exchanged for more rampant laughter from Mirak.

"You guy! You wait! I'm going to kill you! Let you give me back everything you stole from me! Dacula looked at Milak's fading figure, and finally held back a cruel word for a long time. This is also a sentence that the cat man finally made up his mind, according to what this guy said, in the future, isn't it possible that as long as he kills the dragon, this guy may come out and take away the dragon soul? How can this be endured!

Dacula's threat was not met with any response, and by the time he shouted it, Mirak's clone had already vanished into thin air.

"Your Excellency......" Seeing that Dacula was very angry, Murferto hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

But before he could speak, he saw Dacula turn his head to him with red eyes and said, "Go!" Let's go to the Legacy Stonewall! Mirak: yes! When I find a way to deal with you, I will definitely break you to pieces! ”

……

While Dalcula was struggling to deal with Milak, another battle was unfolding in the Riches of Skyrim...... Or rather, the battle never stopped.

"Kill!"

The Oathbreaker Warrior, who held a sharp spike sword in each hand, swung the weapon in his hand into a small whirlwind, directly chopping the undead warrior led by Ruichi in front of him into several pieces. The undead warrior who had been chopped into several pieces was still struggling on the ground, trying to get up and attack the person in front of him, but the oathbreaker warrior ruthlessly stepped on the undead warrior's head and stomped on it with a pop.

The splatters of blood splattered his face, but he didn't care about it in the slightest. The blood that ordinary people are afraid to avoid seems to him as nothing.

There's necromancy toxin in this blood!

Yes, there is undead toxin in this blood...... But what is this toxin to the strongest warrior among the Oathbreakers, Thornheart?

As blood splattered on the warrior's wounds, a half-naked heart made of plants was beating on the left side of his naked chest, absorbing the black energy in the toxin-containing blood.

“…… These Imperial people are really crazy! They would actually use this kind of undead warrior against the true owner of this land! With the last of the undead warriors crushed by the Heart of Thorns, the battle that had been going on all morning finally came to an end.

"It is said that the Richs have been overrun by Efcis, and that woman has taken everything under control with a particularly vicious necromancy toxin!" So said one of the fighters.

"It's okay...... Fortunately, our Thorn Hearts are not afraid of those damned undead toxins......" Another warrior responded,

"Report! Report to the Elders! "While a group of Oathbreaker warriors were cleaning up the battlefield with nonsense, an Oathbreaker scout came running up with a little excitement.

"What's wrong?" The Thorn Heart asked lightly.

"There are a lot of snow elves in the mountains to the south and north! All the undead warriors who surrounded us have been transferred! ”