The inexplicable sense of crisis made everyone hesitate. And the crow's ghostly and vicious laughter came unexpectedly from afar, which was creepy.

After a series of setbacks in the previous series, the embarrassed and angry Crow Ghost Woman finally intends to sacrifice her real hole cards. I looked to the other side of the field, and saw a hobbled figure standing on a simple high platform presiding over an intricate ceremony, her glittering staff catching my eye from afar.

The staff was finally swung by the Raven Ghost Woman directly in front of us, and the killing intent that had been building up in the woods for a long time finally began to vent under her guidance. A heavily armored ghoul with a sword in hand met the gaze of the crowd and strode out of the woods, followed by hundreds of its kind.

The secret weapon that the crow ghost woman left until the last time turned out to be a group of ghouls?

No, if it's a normal ghoul, I'd be relieved. I instinctively noticed that the group of ghouls in front of me was significantly different from the ones I had seen in the tombs of the Gounods.

First of all, ghouls tend to stay in the graves honestly, and they are unlikely to run outside on their own, and in such large groups, unless someone is deliberately driving them.

Moreover, judging by the appearance of this group of ghouls, they were from Brighton when they were alive. I don't know if the people of Brighton have a custom of making corpses dry, but one thing is for sure, this is Skyrim, and most of the ghouls I've seen are Nord faces. Think about the ethnicity of Ruichi, in other words. Could it be that these ghouls were all oathbreakers when they were alive?

I tried to examine the appearance of each ghoul one by one, and eventually, I found the defining traits in a ghoul with incomplete upper body armor. Judging by the gap in its heart and the structure of the organs inside the gap, they are not so much ghouls as thorny hearts that have been made into ghouls.

What happens to the combat effectiveness of the Thornheart Warrior after being made into a ghoul? God knows. But from the cringe expressions of the Oathbreakers beside me, I could tell that they didn't want to be enemies of the Thornheart Ghouls in front of them. One after another, people threw down their weapons and fled the battlefield, and those who barely stayed were no longer strong-willed, and the sound of chaotic breathing continued to come to my ears from all directions.

I admit it. The hundreds of Thornheart Ghouls strewn across us is truly an insurmountable chasm for us. But the fugitives in our camp who have lost their fighting spirit and abandoned their armor. What are they afraid of? Being able to fight bloodily under a disadvantage until the tide of battle turns around shows that they are not a group of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death; But now facing a new round of challenges, why have they become so depressed?

I looked at the main force of the group, who had made a deal with the Raven Ghost Woman. A Thornheart warrior with far more combat power than ordinary people. As a mortal with the power of Dedra. They should not be afraid of opponents of their rank. But now they react no different than ordinary people. Even the leader of all present, the staunch rebel King Mednaqi, now had a complicated complexion. Fearful.

"What the hell is going on? Where do these Thornheart Ghouls come from? I asked Mednaqi suspiciously.

"Look...... There. ”

Mednach took a deep breath and raised his left index finger in feigned composure, prompting me to look in the direction he was pointing in a slightly trembling voice.

Mednach was talking about the domineering ghoul who was the first to emerge from the woods, and the pair of slender horns on his helmet spoke volumes about his transcendent status among the thornheart ghouls. Is it powerful? It seems that compared to the ghoul lord I've seen before in the graves of the Gounods, it does exude an aggressive oppressive force.

But that's not enough to make our team collapse like this. I looked at Mednaki again, waiting for further explanation.

"How can he appear to us in this way......" Mednach identified the ghoul in a tone of horror and despair, "he is...... The first king of Ruichi...... Red Hawk! ”

Red Hawk?

I've heard this story from Mednach before. Red Eagle was the first Native King to be able to unify Rich, but his kingdom and lands fell to foreign invaders. In order to drive the invaders out of Ritch, he and his men sacrificed their own hearts and more to the Raven Devil Woman, thus becoming the first generation of the Oathbreaker Thorn Heart.

However, I remember that Mednach said that under the frantic counterattack of the invaders, the resistance of the Red Hawk has been completely wiped out. Why are they still here?

It didn't take long for me to come up with an explanation that made sense. After the Red Hawk's Oathbreaker Resistance was wiped out, the Raven Devil came to the battlefield to collect their bodies and preserve them as dried corpses in an attempt to re-enslave them for her own service in the future. Now, in the face of our courageous resistance, the crow ghost woman has finally decided to wake the dead from her eternal sleep.

Thus, when the mighty Red Eagle stood in the way of advancement, and when the ancient heroes revered by the avoiders from the bottom of their hearts turned out to be their enemies, the fighting spirit and accumulated advantages of our army were completely destroyed.

Seeing that our camp was falling apart, I asked Mednaci unacceptably, "Are all our efforts in vain?" ”

"Yes, no one wants to fight any longer...... "Mednach muttered disheartenedly, "victory is already behind us when the Red Eagle stands in the way of his legacy." ”

Reluctantly, I yelled at Mydnach, "That's just the crow's body enslaved by the ghost!" ”

Mednach tucked his weapon back into his waist and was speechless.

"Well, I understand your feelings, after all, these ghouls are the ancestors and heroes of the Oathbreakers. But you have to at least tell me, what should we do now? Do you want to lay down your arms and wait to be killed? ”

"I don't know how to ......"

The distraught Mednach could no longer count on it at such a critical moment. Before the tide turns, I have to find a way out.

What to do with these thornheart ghouls?

War? Not to mention that our army has no fighting spirit, the other side is a first-generation rebel army that has been in battle for a long time, and can even fight back and forth with the main forces of the Nords and the Imperials, and the combat effectiveness is not the same as that of us who are also abandoners; Moreover, now that they have been made ghouls, they no longer have any emotions to speak of, and pure killing machines and ruthless executioners will be unrivaled on the battlefield.

Escape? The other side has surrounded us on three sides, and our home is not far behind us, where else can we escape?

What to do...... What to do...... In a state of impatience, I rummaged through the straw in my mind.

That's right. Oracle of the Corrupt Lady!

The Corrupt Lady has been secretly watching here. There is no way she can make us lose this war, for it is only after the victory of Mydernach that I can take her priest back from the Raven Devil!"

"Tell me! You must have come up with a great idea! ”

Seeing me laugh suddenly, Mednaqi also felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw. Grabbing my shoulders, he asked aloud and urgently.

"Of course!" I straightened up the placket that had been ripped up by Mednaqi. Confidently tell him my strategy. "So far, there is only one word we can do, drag!"

"Drag?" Mednach was puzzled. "Do you want to drag on until reinforcements that don't exist?"

"It's not reinforcements, it's a miracle. The Goddess will not watch us perish. ”

"A miracle? I get it......"

Blind fear does not change reality, and it is also self-deception to cook a pot of chicken soup for the soul on the spot. But if you don't do anything, you're really hopeless.

……

The Thornheart Ghouls launched a thunderous fifth wave against us under the control of the Raven Witch, and Mednach hastened to give the order to the warriors who were still with him to fight and retreat.

In fact, "fight and retreat" is just a nice saying, and now that we are invincible, I am afraid that we are embarrassed to even touch the last word "retreat". I followed the retreating crowd towards the city gates, praying silently in my heart that all the chips were on the Corrupt Lady, and she would help me!

But by what means can the corrupt lady help me?

King Didra can't directly descend to the mortal world to personally intervene, so the biggest possibility is to send reinforcements indirectly, but the only two people who can be counted in her name are me and Aiola, and she has no other cards in her hand to play! In contrast, I'd rather believe that a bunch of giant man-eating mushrooms would suddenly grow on the ground and swallow these Thornheart ghouls and decompose them to the slag.

Just as I pondered what King Didra's causality weapon looked like, the breath of the Corrupt Lady suddenly erupted from the cliff in front of me. This explosive aura is like a beacon, extremely penetrating and sensitive, but it is not threatening, just like a rotating lighthouse in the dark night, it only indicates its own existence. Overjoyed, I immediately broke away from the fleeing crowd and went to the foot of the cliff and began to climb along the steep path.

As I got closer, the Corrupt Lady's beacon was constantly radiating pulsing signals that guided me closer and closer. When I propped my body up to the platform with my hands on the back of the road, I finally discovered the source of the signal, but I was disappointed by what I saw.

"It's coming, it's finally here...... Just kill you, the blasphemer, and the grace will come upon me again! ”

Flora had mentioned earlier that the Corrupt Lady had secretly labeled Aiola as her. Now that the seeds planted have grown and burst into fruit, Aiola has fallen into madness under the onslaught of this great rotten aura, and I will be the first to confront her madness.

Damn, even if the Corrupt Lady's idea was to increase her combat power by letting Aiola go berserk, she must have known that such a huge momentum would definitely attract me! Moreover, this rotten aura just seems to be immense, and you want to rely on them to confront the attacking Red Eagle? I don't think it's feasible at all.

What the hell is the Rotten Lady up to? (To be continued......)

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