Hearing this familiar organization, Li Buzhou shook his head; This "storm" naturally refers to the Stormcloak organization located in Creekwood Town, which is called the Stormcloak organization, which is one of the two major organizations that every player who is new to The Elder Scrolls 5 can choose; Aside from the Storm Cloak, the only option to start out is the Empire.

The Storm is an organization similar to the "Resistance", and its advantages are really not mentioned, but there are a lot of disadvantages: racial discrimination, the threat of oathbreakers, and even the threat of elves. Thinking of this, Li Buzhou felt a chill in his body, and after he came to this world in person, Li Buzhou felt the threat faced by this world, even if he had been relicized, Li Buzhou also felt a burst of pressure.

"What's wrong?" Long Yirui saw that Li Buzhou's face was a little silent, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"Nothing." Li Buzhou took a deep breath, after all, he would not find any good way to think about it if he kept thinking about it, so it was better to wait until he first explored where he was before making plans.

Long Yirui picked up the nightingale long sword that was put aside by Li Buzhou, and kept looking up and down on this long sword, which seemed to be extremely dignified and silent; The energy of this sword did not fit the structure of the magic weapon in his mind at all, and even the hilt of the sword seemed to be imprinted with indelible blood, and at the very end of the sword body, it seemed to be a star cast; This sword is enough to make anyone who loves swords fall in love with it.

Long Yirui silently handed the sword to Li Buzhou, as if he had just handed out an insignificant fruit knife.

"You can take this, I don't need it." Long Yirui said slowly.

Li Buzhou smiled and reached out to take the sword.

"Thank you."

Long Yirui didn't reply, just silently turned around and continued to rummage through this ancient tomb.

Li Buzhou looked at the Nightingale Sword in his hand, he knew very well that as the most balanced longsword weapon among the weapons, the Nightingale Sword was definitely a very good transitional weapon; Not only can it increase with the user's strength, but it can also absorb life and stamina.

Of course, this is the ability after enchantment; However, Li Buzhou had already roughly learned in the letter that it was most likely that someone from the Thieves' Guild had given the sword to the Storm Cloak; After all, in such an irreversible natural disaster as ruinization, anything can happen, and now even if someone tells Li Buzhou that the elves and the Nords of Skyrim Province have joined forces, Li Buzhou will not be too surprised.

In this case, the Nightingale Sword given away by the Thieves' Guild would never be a conventional weapon that had not been enchanted.

Li Buzhou took off the academy-style magic sword he had been using for an unknown amount of time and threw it aside, and turned his hand to carry the nightingale sword on his back.

"This sword has a smell like a witcher." Just when Li Buzhou was still feeling the power brought by the nightingale, Long Yirui, who had already searched the ancient tomb on the side, leaned back against the rock, frowned slightly and said to Li Buzhou. The Demon Hunter can be said to be the greatest natural enemy of the undead, but unfortunately the Demon Hunter cannot cause mass destruction, so I dare not say how useful it is in such a world of corpses.

"Witcher?" Li Buzhou slowly stroked the hilt of the sword, thinking about something slightly; Immediately, Li Buzhou said to Long Yirui: "Speaking of which, do you want to go to the magic capital of this world to have a look?" ”

"Spells?" Long Yirui's eyes lit up, after all, comprehending the magic structure of this world can be said to be sweet for Long Yirui.

"Of course."

"Okay, let's go, let's look around here to see if there is any trace of the activities of the Ninth Army."

"Around here?" Long Yirui was stunned and didn't say anything.

......

The two of them quickly walked out of this small ancient tomb, after all, it looked very small from the outside, and it was estimated that even the regent hunters could not look down on the ancient tomb of this size, but what the two did not expect was that they could find this completely inconsistent nightingale sword in this kind of seemingly perfunctory ruins.

The two of them walked towards the place where the sun was shining, wanting to leave all these wind and snow behind: after all, even visibility is a big problem in this kind of place, especially when Li Buzhou has considered that the power structure of this world is very complicated, it is definitely not a wrong decision to go out into the sun first.

In the dense woods, snowflakes continue to fall as if they never stop, and even the temperature is getting colder and colder.

"Be careful!" Long Yirui's eyes flashed slightly, and she randomly pulled Li Buzhou to hide in a bush with some nervousness; Li Buzhou didn't think much about it, and followed Long Yirui to hide in the bushes and look ahead.

"Quack-gag-"

With a sound that made people get goosebumps, Li Buzhou saw that in the wind and snow, a group of blue-and-white figures kept coming out; The creature was covered in skin different from that of a human, and its ugly body was covered in tattered rags on its lower limbs, and its eyes were white, as if a dwarf had crawled out of the ground after a long death.

When Li Buzhou saw this creature, his body couldn't help but tense; Because this thing is the Ash Slave that only appears in The Elder Scrolls Morrowind.

The Ember Slave is an advanced descendant of a monster named Walker; Originally a deformed creature that had been deranged from an illness, the Ash Slave was even more bizarre, mastering even minor spells, including the disgusting Reflection Spell.

"What is this......" Long Yirui couldn't help but say with disgust on her face after seeing the full picture of the ash slave, after all, this thing does look a little disgusting.

"This thing can spell, be careful." Li Buzhou slowly pulled out the nightingale sword and said to Long Yirui: "I'll go out and hold them first, and you can find a chance to bury them here completely." ”

Long Yirui nodded lightly, and her eyes flashed into the chilling golden yellow again.

Li Buzhou was carrying the Nightingale long sword, and when these disgusting-looking ash slaves were only about ten meters away from him, Li Buzhou's figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

"This magic energy ......" After Li Buzhou's figure disappeared almost instantly, Long Yirui felt the trace of magic energy fluctuations remaining in the air, and seemed to sense that something was wrong; But the current situation obviously no longer allowed Long Yirui to satisfy her curiosity, so she could only bring up her magic energy again, and slowly gather the arcane energy in her body to a terrifying level.

"Ha !!!!"

Li Buzhou swung the Nightingale sword and stabbed straight at the unsuspecting ash slave from the side.

"Ding ————"

With a piercing sound, Li Buzhou did not have the feeling of cutting into the muscle tissue, but had a feeling of stabbing into the steel, and even made Li Buzhou's hand holding the sword tremble for a while; But this sword was no longer the standard longsword of the past, and the Nightingale longsword pierced into the waist of the ash slave at the front; Li Buzhou took advantage of the situation, and a stream of blue-green plasma burst out and sprayed into the white snow.

The Ash slave standing at the front didn't even let out a wail before he fell to the ground.

Li Buzhou looked down at the nightingale sword in his hand, and saw that it didn't have the slightest gap even if it pierced the skin of such a hard undead creature, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction; If you use the previous standard long sword, let alone pierce it, it is estimated that even stabbing it will be a problem.

"Ga ——!!"

With a piercing and terrible howl, the rest of the ash slaves reacted and rushed in the direction of Li Buzhou one after another, and even condensed spells in their hands.

Li Buzhou grinned, and plunged the nightingale sword directly into the ground to stabilize his figure; Imbued with almost half of his soul power into the Nightingale's sword.

"Click, click, click—"

With the sound of armor colliding almost like stepping on the heart, one by one the soul formations formed as if they had pure blue soul light blocked in front of the dozen or so ash slaves that came from the impact.

This time, the soul army array summoned by Li Buzhou did not blindly pursue the quantity, but directly instilled half of the soul power to directly stop those ash slaves.

If it is an ordinary person, even if he gets a method that can control his soul, if he extracts half of his soul power at one time, his head will be dizzy; And Li Buzhou is different, to put it simply, his soul power does not really belong to him, but to the soul power of those super strong people in the soul fragments.

Those ash slaves saw that illusory creatures that could not sense the existence of any energy suddenly appeared in front of them, and they did not pay attention to them, and directly blasted the magic full of cursed power gathered in their hands towards the soul army array.

I saw that those magic full of negative energy were directly detonated on the soul army array, and even some strange dark light radiated from it, constantly jumping around, and the snow on the ground was directly swept into the sky; Even the surrounding trees have been cut a passage.

I have to say that these ash slaves have really been strengthened, if it is in the game, how can these little things make such a big noise.

As the snow slowly falls, the dust from the trees falls to the ground.

It continued to shine with a faint blue light, and the light of the faint bright light armor gradually faded.

These soul formations can be said to be unscathed.

Li Buzhou couldn't help but get a little excited, that's right, the reason why these soul formations were unscathed was precisely because Li Buzhou used all his soul power to improve their defense capabilities, and the estimated strength was still the kind of way that it was estimated that even the defense of the ash slave could not be broken.

Therefore, the next output is to rely on yourself and Long Yirui, who is already ready in the distance.

"Next, it's our turn." Li Buzhou lifted the nightingale sword and said slowly.