On the battlefield strewn with corpses and rivers of blood, flocks of crows were undaunted by the robbers who were digging through the ruins, and scattered in this natural food place to fight for the rotting flesh and blood.

The most dazzling commercial pearl of Skyrim Province, Snow City has been reduced to ruins at this time. The blackness of the flames became the only dominant color in the entire ruins except for blood. The ground is littered with countless corpses, including the guards of Snowy City, ordinary civilians, and even legendary werewolves and vampires, but more of them are monsters with sharp claws and hideous appearances.

And among the intertwined colors of black and red, one side has been completely burned out, and only half of the blue battle flag representing the family coat of arms is so incongruous and dazzling.

Whoop, whoop......

The sound of a violent wheezing was like a pulling bellows, causing the Shadow to do his best to get a trace of oxygen for his lungs; After a long battle, the scarred cloth armor has long lost its original defensive ability, and along with the cloth armor, it is the dagger that has always been held in his hand and broken in half.

He then threw the broken dagger in his hand aside.

At this time, the shadow was left with only half of the blue battle flag beside him.

Holding the flagpole tightly, the shadow of the exhausted lamp could only try to ensure that the flag in his hand would not fall to the ground before he fell; As for the robbers who were digging through the ruins in an attempt to find the Barguf family's treasures, he had no choice but to ignore them.

If they were in their prime, how could these scum have the courage to come to Snow City to fight the autumn wind! And now, the shadows, who are powerless to move, can no longer stop these sinners who have desecrated the glory of the Barguf family.

"There's another one alive here!" A robber rummaging through the ruins suddenly discovers a dying shadow.

"Bring him to me." A voice full of majesty came faintly.

The frail shadow was brought to a man who was clearly dressed as a leader.

"Tell me, what's going on in Snowman? And where did those monsters come from? The leader asked the Shadow in a deep voice.

Monsters? The Shadow sighed with a wry smile, but his mind couldn't help but recall that memory that he would never forget.

……

Lord Barguf has obtained the potion from hell from the Black-robed Mentor, and intends to use all the prisoners to cultivate the monsters that the Black-robed Mentor calls the Lickers. Use this to fight against the armies of the Empire and the Stormwind Rebellion.

Originally, all this was done in secret, but then, the nightmare came, and the dragon that had disappeared since ancient times quietly came to the city of Snowman and attacked the ancient city. In front of countless meteorites falling from the sky and various elemental giants summoned by magic, the defenders of Snow Man City were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties. And there are not one in ten civilians in the city.

The swords of the guards could not get close to the dragon flying in the sky, and the standard bow in the hands of the archers did not leave a single scratch on the dragon's hard scales after hitting the dragon.

And the terrifying dragon can completely cut seven or eight guards who have no time to dodge into minced meat with a simple flick of its wings, and the dragon's breath from its mouth can melt all the stones into powder.

The guards were defeated and retreated under the attack of the dragon, and soon retreated to the Longxiao Palace to defend, this palace operated by the Barguf family for hundreds of years can be described as impregnable, strong and powerful obsidian defensive positions, countless alchemy defense arrays, even the dragon can not break through for a while.

And the court mage who is said to be able to slaughter even gods in the mage tower. In front of the dragon, he was like a weak child, and all kinds of powerful magic smashed on the dragon's body as if it was massaging the dragon, and failed to cause the slightest damage.

After realizing that he was powerless, this court mage, who had been worshiped by the Barguf family for generations, chose to anoint the soles of his feet and fled for his life without righteousness.

Faced with this defeat, Barguf had no choice but to let the Shadow Command's yet-to-be-formed Licker Legion attack.

Of course, the final outcome can be imagined, the cannon fodder-like lickers are powerless against the dragon, even if a few lucky lickers occasionally successfully cling to the dragon. But in the face of the dragon's hard scales. The licker's claws couldn't break through the dragon's defenses, and it went down with one claw. Although there was a deep mark on the dragon scales, the strong reaction force also caused the licker's claws to crack directly.

What really turned the tide was another chapter of the Barguv family, the Brothers-in-Arms.

The Brothers-in-Arms are generally considered by the outside public to be nothing more than a group of well-trained and agile mercenaries. But the Shadow, who is familiar with the secrets of the Barguv family, knows all the official members of the Brothers-in-Arms. In fact, they are all werewolves, and they have made a deal with the Barguf family, and the family provides cover for their identities to avoid the witchers, and they will help the family deal with some things that are inconvenient for the family to deal with.

In the world of The Elder Scrolls, werewolves are not stealthy creatures. On the contrary, most legends depict werewolves. Legend has it that this monster, which only appears in the full moon, is extremely bloodthirsty, attacking all creatures it sees, and is able to recover damage it takes by devouring corpses.

But the Shadows, who know the facts, know that werewolves are not as terrifying as the legend says. At least the werewolves of the comrade group are still very kind.

Faced with the threat of the dragon, the successive comrades-in-arms undisguised themselves and transformed into werewolves, with strong bodies and thick claws that were even more lethal than those of lickers.

But this is useless, the average height of the group of comrades who have transformed into werewolves is only 2 meters, and they are just ants in front of the dragon with a diameter of seven or eight hundred meters.

Seeing the werewolves jumping in the sky trying to get close to the dragon being killed by the dragon, Bargoff's heart was dripping blood. The family used a lot of materials and planned for hundreds of years to recover such a werewolf unit, but before the Barguf family could sharpen their knives, this unit was almost dead and wounded.

"How so! I should be the king of Skyrim! It shouldn't be like this. Bargulf muttered to himself, one moment he had dreamed of becoming the king of the empire in Skyrim, and the next second, the arrival of the dragon shattered his dream completely. The contrast of falling from heaven to hell all at once made this ambitious man completely insane.

…… (To be continued.) )