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The embarrassed cat man looked deep at the interior through the iron fence door. That's what he's aiming for. In front of you is the place where the horn is placed, as long as you pull the lever under your hand to open the iron gate, then the horn is within reach.

But do you really want to do it? Dacula thought back to the danger he had encountered, and his sweat unconsciously opened, poisonous needles, fierce fire, sharp spears, and the ghouls who could be awakened at any time were already frost spiders! Speaking of which, this is supposed to be a frost spider's nest at the door, but Dacula didn't know why he didn't encounter an attack here when he came.

The mere fact that he had encountered it was enough to terrify him, let alone this last hurdle!

Go back? How can it be! Standing in front of the iron gate, Dacula could feel the treasure behind the iron gate beckoning to him! You can feel the power in your body!

"Fight!" People die for money, and when the temptation in front of them is great to a certain extent, this cat man who is afraid of death will also go to the ground. "Since it's a test, I definitely won't put any mortal traps!"

"Click......" The old mechanism creaked, and the iron fence door in front of it slowly opened.

In the final showroom, you can see the deep water of the pond. From this end to the other end of the horn, you have to pass through the stone path on the pond.

On the other side, four coffins had been opened, and the four owners of the coffins were lying in front of their coffins. In the middle of the four coffin arches is a wide stone horn frame.

Wait a minute...... What about the horn? Gazing upward, Dacula's pupils shrank. He didn't see any horns on the horn stand! Combined with the traces of the battle not long ago, a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in the cat man's heart.

Meow a! Did you get ahead of the curve?

Thinking of this, Dacula did not hesitate for a moment, and stepped on the road in front of him and walked towards the horn rack. Since it is possible that one person has already taken the lead, doesn't this mean that the trap in front of him is likely to have been eliminated?

The calculation in his heart was good, but when Dacula stepped on one of his feet, he realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.

"Woo ......" As Dacula took this step, the entire showroom shook. The rumbling was endless. Looking to both sides, I saw three spots on the left and right sides of the pool making white splashes. As the shaking continued, the splash grew louder and louder, as if something terrible was about to emerge from the bottom of the water.

What happened? Dacula took a step back in horror, only to find that the door behind him had closed at some point. The retreat is sealed!

Fight! Thinking so, the cat man rushed forward with his head down. If there is any monster underwater, it is always dangerous here, and you can only fight it yourself if you rush to the opposite platform!

"Rumbling ......" With the violent vibration, the underwater "monster" finally surfaced.

Monster? No...... It's not a monster, it's not even dangerous. It's just three huge decorative stone carvings on the left and right. They were like a welcome, solemn and solemn as the Dragonborn stepped into the showroom.

Not...... And a little bit ...... Scary. It is estimated that any adventurer who has experienced the dangerous traps and giant frost spiders in front of them will be shocked when they set foot in the showroom.

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In a place built by thousands of faiths and glorified for eternity. There is no bright day, there is no dark night, alternately against each other.

On the top of the mountain, the old man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes and frowned: "This is ...... No...... It's not! ”

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Ustengera.

Dacula panted and collapsed to the ground, looking at the six huge carvings that emerged from the water, and for a moment he didn't know what emotions to use.

"Hey...... Nervous or not? Not surprised? Looking at the six identical statues, an old thing that had been dead for an unknown number of years seemed to appear in front of the cat man, and he looked at himself with a smile and asked. The tone was full of ridicule.

"Humph!" Dacula glared at the statues fiercely, then turned to look at the horn stand. When I saw this, I felt a sigh in my heart.

Sure enough, this place was the first to be reached!

There were no horns on the horn rack, only a letter raft:

Dragonborn, what you want is in my hands. If you want it back, open a loft for the Sleeping Giant in Creekwood and wait for me.

This letter has no beginning and no signing, and it has a tone of not wanting to return the horn if you don't come. Although the tone of this message was not very good, Dacula's original nervous mood suddenly became much more stable when she saw this message. He was afraid that the horn would be completely lost, but he was not afraid that others would use it to negotiate terms with him. Willidakula had seen it, and he was bound to succeed in this task. Wait until the horn is brought back to Graybeard, and you will be able to learn the power of full spit out! Therefore, as long as the conditions are acceptable at that time, then I can't consider agreeing to perform in exchange for the clarion call.

In the clouds outside Ustengra, a dark shadow lurked in them.

"Why aren't you dead?" The dragon remembered again what their king, Alduin, had said to him.

Did the king mean that I was meant to die? The dragon's mind was full of doubts, and although he had lived for thousands of years, his brain was still a little sluggish due to the fact that he had only recently woken up from his slumber.

Two hours passed, and the sky slowly darkened.

Below, the doorway of the ancient tomb. The thick door of unknown metal slowly opened, and a cat man in a black leotard stepped out of it. This guy is, of course, Dacula. But his face was much better now than it had been when he had just realized that the horn had been removed. The wealth that Jogan left behind was so rich that it diluted the loss of Dacula's empty run.

"Actually, it's not a trip for nothing...... "The cat man gently rubbed the ring on his finger, and the corners of his mouth widened.

The joy was only three seconds, and the next moment, after a dragon roar, the expression of joy that the cat man had just received a large fortune turned into horror in a blink of an eye.

"Where did the dragon come from?!" Dacula looked up at the sky, and a pair of cat's eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils. "Wait...... This is...... This is the dragon you met at the foot of the mountain! Damn it! How did he chase him here! ”

"Suffer death! Kitten! There's no one here who can save you! The dragon roared and swooped down on the familiar black spot on the ground.