Chapter 667: Coming from afar
Originally, he already had a clue, if he could kill Alduin, then the main script of this world would end here, but now because of Wei Xu's momentary negligence, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse. More and more people are beginning to accept that they were not favored by cat people before, and Alduin's time bomb has also moved from the light to the dark. When will it appear again, and what strength will it be when it will appear again...... Wei Xu didn't know anything about it!
Dugu City, Blue Palace.
"So...... How many fighters are there now? Evsis gently picked up the grapes from the delicately carved porcelain plate in front of him and elegantly placed them in his mouth.
"Returning to the Queen, we now have an army of 100,000 undead, and we can attack at any time." The necromancer, covered in black robes, replied honestly.
"Hmm...... One hundred thousand, ah......" The woman who still had the charm stretched her waist very lazily, and then said: "One hundred thousand words may not be enough to completely swallow other territories, but it is completely okay to let those guys in our territory settle down a little...... Do it...... Get rid of those guys in the Imperial Army first......"
Nightgate Inn, an inn built on the shores of Lake Yogrim. A resting place for merchants who come and go. The chefs here make all the dishes delicious, so they attract a lot of visitors to a certain extent, and it is said that he has a good relationship with the legendary gourmet, and there are even rumors that the chef and the gourmand have had a lot of private encounters. However, this is all spread by the surrounding guests, and it is unknown how much of the true news is.
On this day, three uninvited guests wearing brown robes and white strange masks suddenly broke into the inn.
"So...... Are you the legendary Dragonborn? After the three of them entered the door and glanced around, they directly locked their eyes on a cat man who was eating food in the corner.
"Hehe, even if you have the vision, I'm the Dragonborn Dacula who killed Alduin! Tell me, what are you looking for me? I don't have any interest in going to your church and speaking to anything...... But if you can afford to pay enough to tempt me, I'll probably think about it......" Dacula had apparently planned for this recognition in advance, so he replied with a glimpse of what was clearly a sectarian when he was asked.
"Snort......" Listening to Dacula's response, one of the cultists with feminine signs suddenly sneered, "Just you? Also the Dragonborn? Look at how you can kill a dragon! Our Lord is the true Dragonborn, and he is about to return to this continent, where the glory of the Dragonborn will be rekindled! ”
"What? How dare you speak to me like that! Dacula listened to the words of the female disciple in front of him, and no matter how he listened to it, he didn't feel right. And a Dragonborn? Not a Dragonborn yourself? Are you kidding! I killed that Alduin and devoured his soul before!
"So, in order to prevent you from ruining the reputation of the Dragonborn again, we will come up and clean you up for the Lord!" Without giving Dacula a chance to speak again, no matter what place it was, a few disciples said, and fierce flames began to condense in their palms, and they began to attack Dacula.
The strength of the cat-man who absorbed Alduin's soul energy was obviously improved, and he was already tense when these guys showed hostility, and when these guys wanted to attack him in public, Dacula sank down very decisively. The moment he made this movement, a secret energy suddenly rushed out of the cat-man's pores, enveloping his entire body. And with the wrapping of this energy, Dacula's figure also disappeared from the field of vision of everyone present in an instant.
"What are you guys going to do!" There was no need for Dalcula to make a move, and when these few disciples condensed their spells, their actions had already alarmed the inn's guards. In such a wilderness, such an inn that has attracted countless amounts of money can't just rely on a good reputation, and a strong escort force is also necessary.
"For Mirako-sama!" Looking at the few sturdy Nords who stood up from the seats of the inn, these strangely dressed disciples did not have the slightest fear, and did not hesitate to throw out the spells that had been formed in their hands.
In the roar, the bursting fireball directly turned the inn into a sea of fire, and the guests who were still drinking and eating rushed to the door one by one in a panic, and these disciples also took this opportunity to hurriedly slip out of the door. Their goal was to destroy the cat-man drakeborn rather than clash with those unrelated people, and the fireball or something was just a way to cut off the queen's back for them. They didn't think that those Nord strong men who had just stood up would easily let themselves and others go.
Our Dacula naturally won't wait for death in place after entering the invisible state, and before the fire burned, he had already moved several positions to fight back, but unfortunately these guys didn't seem to have the desire to continue to stay here, so they squeezed out of the inn with the panicked crowd, and by the time they arrived at the cura and squeezed out of the inn, those guys had already disappeared.
The fire continued, and the guests of the inn began to run to the lake with buckets and basins to fetch water to extinguish the fire. There are many people who respond, after all, many of their luggage and belongings are still in the rooms in the inn, and if they don't make efforts now, it will not only be the inn that will be lost, but also their belongings.
Of course, Dakula would not participate in such labor, and seeing that the fire would not be extinguished for a while, Dakula discouraged the idea of running to help, and continued to look for the traces of those disciples. It's not his style to get beaten and not fight back, and this fire is still burning and his shiny hair is curled.
"Hey buddy, are you looking for this?" Just as Dacula turned on his cat-man's night vision, he searched around for the traces left by those guys, when a voice suddenly came from his side.
Dacula jerked his gaze back, and only then did he realize that three meters away from him stood a man in a cloak, his voice was very low, and he sounded like he was forty or fifty years old. And what attracted Dacula the most was the three white masks in his hands...... These masks Dakula knew, and they were the masks of a few disciples who attacked him!