Hearing the news that the female saber-toothed tiger was still alive, Dai Dameng immediately couldn't hold it back and hurried to the territory of Wind Helmet City. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Catch Bao and the others return to Xueman and hold a funeral for Krako Whitemane in Yuehuasca.

On this day, whether it was the Storm Cloak, or the Snowman Guard of the Former General, whether it was the Graymane family or the War Maniac family, they all participated in Whitemane's funeral.

In addition, there are warriors from all over the sky, who come to Xueman to see off Whitemane.

Krako Whitemane, the greatest warrior of Skyrim and a revered prophet, lies quietly atop the Sky Forge in his favorite armor.

Ella held a torch and lit the wood beneath Whitemane's body, and the flames quickly engulfed Whitemane's body, and the flames stained the sky red.

Afterwards, Grabber, Ella, Wilcas, and Farkas, all four members of the Ring retreated to the Dark Forge beneath the Sky Forge, discussing the Whitemane's ritual of banishing the wolf soul.

"The old man's diary says that after death, the souls of the Prophets of the Brothers-in-Arms Regiment will first go to the tomb of Sgramo and stay there for a few days. At this time, his soul must be there, hiding from the Helsin's beasts. Before he is captured by the beasts of Helsin, we must find him and rescue him. ”

Wilcas bowed his head and said with a pensive expression, "I have heard the old man say that there must be a witch to open the door to Sgrammer's tomb. ”

"What then?" Farkas immediately roared anxiously: "The witch is all in pieces. ”

"Elves once ruled the skyrim, and wyverns are legendary things, and just because something is like this now doesn't mean it will always be like this." Just then a proud voice rang out, and Elend Greymane, the greatest blacksmith in Skyrim, walked in, revealing a long jet-black handle on his right shoulder.

"Master Elender?" The crowd looked at him in bewilderment.

Erlund took off the long handle from his back, and it was a two-handed giant axe, with a square blade, all black, engraved with simple patterns, exuding endless murderous aura and vicissitudes.

"This is Witch Slade! The Sky Forges are ruins older than Snow Man and Moon Vaska, and it predates the history of the Elves even earlier. But it is asleep, and legend has it that only the flame of a hero can revive it. Today, Krako Whitemane's flames have awakened the Sky Forge as a millennium-shattered artifact has been reforged. ”

"Good!" Grabbing Genbao took over Wuslade, and everyone's eyes burst with hope, Grabbing Genbao, Ella, Wilcas, and Farkas, and immediately set off to leave Xueman and rush to the north.

The black dragon came, Dai Dameng raised his head and looked at the direction of Xueman, where there was a firelight, reflecting the sky red.

Dai Dameng knew that it must be the comrades-in-arms who were holding a funeral for Whitemane.

Dai Dameng covered his chest with his hands and prayed silently: "Old man with white mane, I hope everything goes well." ”

When he was silently distracted, an old and weak voice sounded behind him: "Is it Damon?" ”

This familiar sound......

Dai Dameng didn't think about it, and said habitually: "How many times have I told you, I have grown up, and I am called Dai Dameng!" ”

Dai Dameng turned around and saw the old village chief standing in front of him with his body bent.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and the old village elder has lost weight, and he is described as withered, like a candle in the wind.

The old village chief beat Dai Dameng's chest, his cloudy eyes were already moist, and he scolded: "Sure enough, it's you, good boy, you're out of breath." Where did you get such mighty armor? ”

It was difficult to leave his homeland, Dai Dameng returned to his hometown, and his eyes couldn't help but be hot, "Village Chief, everyone is okay?" ”

"Everyone......" the old village chief shook his head weakly and said, "Everyone has gone to war, and there are only forty or so people left in the village, all of them are old people and children." ”

The old village chief seemed to be many years old, and he didn't have the same fanatical and belligerent appearance as a few months ago.

Looking at the old village chief's twilight appearance, Dai Dameng couldn't bear to tell him that in the Xueman War, he had seen the people of the Black Dragon Lin, and some of them had fallen under the Xueman City and could never come back.

"The war is coming to an end." Dai Dameng patted the old village chief on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Graybeard invited the Nine Great Lords to Horsgar Peak for talks, and Stormcloak and the Empire are about to negotiate peace. ”

"Really?" The old village chief's hands trembled, and he said excitedly, "So Jack and Routh are going home soon?" ”

"yes, they're going home soon." Daemon looked up, holding back tears, he didn't know if Jack and Roose would ever come back.

The soldiers who fought on the battlefield were insignificant to thousands of troops, and the lords and nobles cared about the outcome of the war, no one cared about the life or death of a soldier, and no one cared about the family behind the soldiers.

The soldiers who fought on the battlefield, their parents, their husbands or wives, their children, all looked forward to their return, but some never returned.

This stupid war must be stopped, and it is only then that Dai Dameng believes that it may be right to grasp the root treasure.

After sighing, Dai Dameng remembered the purpose of this trip and asked, "By the way, village chief, have you heard of vampires anywhere?" ”

"Vampires were rampant a while ago, but I don't know why, all the vampires in Windhelm City have disappeared recently." The old village chief frowned and said, "If you want to look for it, go to the upper cave near the hot spring swamp, where vampires used to be active. ”

Unable to determine the whereabouts of the female saber-toothed tiger, Dai Dameng searched all the places where vampires had appeared, but after a few days, nothing was found, and as the village chief said, all the vampires disappeared.

While Dai Dameng was looking for vampires, Grab Genbao and the others came to the territory of Wintercastle.

Sgramo led five hundred heroes from the northern continent of Atmora to cross the Sea of the Undead to the sky, defeated the snow elves, and established the Nord Empire. After his death, he was buried on the shores of the Shore of the Dead, looking out at his hometown, Atmola.

Sgramo is considered to be the ancestor of the Nords, his grave is revered as a sacred place by the Nords, no one dares to offend, the sea of the dead is wet and cold sea breeze, bringing abundant snowfall, freezing it, so despite the passage of five thousand years, Sgramo's tomb remains intact.

When he and the others walked into the cemetery, they saw a statue of Sgrammer, standing on the altar in the foyer of the tomb, made of iron, wearing armor and a double snake helmet on his head, which was very powerful.

Grab placed the witch in the hands of the Sgramo statue, and then went to the tomb to open the door.

Wilkas looked solemn, "Here are the souls of the Brothers-in-Arms, and I bet they must be waiting for us." ”

"Then don't keep them waiting." Grabbing the root treasure then walked into the tomb.

Immediately, one after another of the heroic spirits of the comrades-in-arms appeared, they were blue transparent soul bodies, men and women, wearing ancient armor and holding ancient Nord weapons, attacking Grasping Genbao and others.

Grabbing the Root Treasure and the others easily defeated the Heroic Spirits and walked to the inside of Sgramo's Tomb, a wide burial chamber with a stone brazier in the center.

At this time, Krako Whitemane's soul appeared, smiled at Genbao and the others, and said, "I'm very relieved that you really did it. ”

Grabbing the treasure took off the cloth bag on his body, held it up to Krako, and asked, "Prophet, I brought the witch's head, what shall we do next?" ”

"Throw the witch's head into the brazier." Krako said with some haste, "We must hurry, I escaped from the hunting grounds of Helsin, they must be planning to capture me back." ”

Grab the treasure took out the head from the cloth bag, it was the head of an old woman, with sparse gray hair, and a pointed beak-like beak, which was a branch of the crow ghost woman, the Gege witch.

Grabbing the treasure threw the witch's head into the brazier, and a puff of black smoke melted into Whitemane's soul, and a wolf spirit was separated from Krako's soul.

Grabbing Genbao and the others worked together to destroy Krako's wolf soul.

Krako breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Grabber with a smile, "Thank you, the werewolf curse that has plagued the Brothers-in-Arms for hundreds of years has finally been broken today, you are warriors of honor." I hope you will continue the glory of your comrades. Goodbye, kids! The bell of Songard is calling me. ”

With that, Krako's soul slowly floated up and disappeared into the roof of the cave.

The four of them looked solemn as Krako's soul vanished.

Ella looked sideways at the Root Treasure and asked expressionlessly, "So you're a prophet?" ”

Wilcas and Farkas also looked at the Root Treasure with shocked expressions.

It has only been more than three months since Grabbing Genbao joined the comrade-in-arms group, and for ordinary people, he is still in the novice stage.

Although Grabbing Root Treasure is a dragonborn and has great talent, he has only become the leader in the last few days, and he has the least seniority among all people, and Krako actually designated him as a prophet.

Despite hearing what Whitemane had said, Wilcas and Fax were still in disbelief.

Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Grabbing Genbao spread out his hand, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing his signature ruffian smile and said: "I never wanted to be a prophet, if any of you like to do it, I can give it to you." ”

The three of them shook their heads together and said solemnly, "No, prophet, we didn't mean that, we are honored to be the first to call you prophets." ”

Grabbing the root treasure was not polite, and said with a big grin: "Okay, then this prophet will issue the first order to purify the wolf soul. ”

Grabbing the root treasure put the witch's head into the brazier, and a wolf spirit appeared in his body, and everyone was destroyed.

Subsequently, Wilcas and Farkas respectively performed the wolf soul expulsion ceremony.

Eventually, there was only one witch head left in the Rootgrab's pocket. Grabbing the Root Treasure hands the witch's head to Ella.

"Didn't you promise to help that idiot get rid of the curse? Let's keep it for him. Instead of taking the witch's head, Ella turned her back, "I don't need to, I don't think it's a curse, the wolf soul is a great blessing from Helsin, and I'm proud to be part of Helsin's great hunt." ”

Of course, Grab Root Treasure knows who the idiot Ella is talking about.

"I respect your decision, so you should keep it." Grabbing the witch in his pocket, he tossed it to Ella, and said, "Daemon has what you need, maybe you can exchange it with him." ”

After hearing this, Ella stopped talking, but silently put her pockets away, a sly smile in her eyes.

Seeing Ella put away the witch's head, Grabbing Root Bao clapped her hands with satisfaction, and said in a lazy tone: "Okay, after settling the wolf soul, this prophet issued the second command, I will pass on the prophetic position to ......"

Grabbing Genbao's gaze looked at Ella, who immediately turned her head, took a step back, and said indifferently: "The old man did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to get rid of the curse of the werewolf, and he will definitely not want the werewolf to serve as a prophet." ”

"You're right." Grabbing Genbao nodded and turned to Farkass, Farkas swallowed his saliva, and just wanted to speak, but Grabber shook his head and said, "No, you have brute strength and no brains." ”

Farkas was not happy, rolled his eyes and said, "Why? If I hadn't been able to beat you, I'd have to screw your head off. ”

Grabbing the root treasure and ignoring Facas, he turned his head and pointed at Wilkas, and said, "Then it is only you, and I will pass on the position of the prophet to you." ”

Wilcas hurriedly bowed down and said, "It is the old man's last wish that you become a prophet, and in terms of prestige and ability, you are the best candidate. The succession of the prophet is a sacred and important matter, not a child's play, so please think twice. ”

Grabbing Genbao smiled and said: "You also know that I am a lazy person, and I don't like to follow the rules the most, and I don't like to use the rules to restrain others. If you want me to be a prophet and face the rookies all day long, you might as well kill me. ”

"Really!" When Farkas heard the words of the Root Treasure, a group of novices chattered in his mind. Farkas couldn't help but grow his head for a while, patted his chest, and secretly rejoiced, "It's good that I'm not a prophet. ”

"Silly melon!" Ella gave him a blank look, the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

Wilcas was silent, he knew he was right. There are hundreds of people in the comrade-in-arms group, and things are complicated and complicated, and they are absolutely unwilling to grasp the temper of the root treasure, and they are not able to handle all kinds of trivial matters of the comrade-in-arms group.

To be sure, I was the best person to be a prophet. Wilcas hesitated, and said shyly to Grab the Root Treasure, "However, the old man named you to be a prophet......

"Hey, I've been a prophet according to the old man's words. Now I'll pass on the throne to you, and leave the old man alone. Grabbing Genbao said with a wicked smile: "The old man and Scoryue both said that you have the wisdom of Sgramo, what?" Aren't you willing to do your best for your comrades? ”

Wilcas hurriedly shook his head: "No, no." ”

Grabbing Genbao patted Wilcas on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "Okay, that's it, Prophet Wilcas." ”

While Grabbing Genbao and the others to purify the wolf soul, on the other side, in the territory of Wind Helmet City, Dai Dameng was searching for clues about vampires on the edge of the hot spring swamp.

As far back as he can remember, there used to be a lot of vampires alive here. Daona, along with the vampires who were chasing her, appeared in the vicinity, and the watchman also said that vampires had attacked the village, causing a large number of casualties.

But half a month later, Dai Dameng came out of the cave with a disappointed face, this was the last cave near the hot spring swamp, and still no trace of the vampires was found, as the old village chief said, the vampires disappeared.

Dai Dameng also inquired, and he didn't hear of anyone in the vicinity carrying out a large-scale vampire hunt, so how could the vampire suddenly disappear?

Dai Dameng whispered to himself: "This is not normal, something must have happened." ”

When Dai Dameng walked out of the cave, a cloud of black smoke appeared in the shadow of the cave, and two figures were revealed in the smoke, and the figures were vaguely a man and a woman.

The man was richly dressed and elegant, and seemed to be a nobleman, but he was missing a right arm.

Women are a head taller than men, tall and straight, and have a toned physique.

The man looked at the back of Dai Dameng leaving, bowed his head and asked respectfully, "Master, why don't you see him?" ”

Black smoke shrouded the figure, the face could not be seen clearly, the two orange eyes, but as bright as the stars, the woman shook her head: "No, hatred can make him stronger." Isn't it a good thing that he's heard about me, maybe we should do something about it. ”