Chapter 170: The Fall of Xueman

Two figures roamed in a pool of blood in the Longxiao Palace, one of them wearing the most modest black robe and cloth shoes, while the other wore a full set of clanging dragon bone heavy armor.

Neutral adventurers Thousand Nights Lionroar and Dragonborn Angelina.

The bald man in the black robe rested two fingers on the long scabbard at his waist. He recited the indistinguishable scriptures softly, as if to soothe the murderous beast that leaped out of the scabbard. Angelina's face was hidden under the heavy helmet made of dragon bones, the top of the helmet, the bone ornament made of dragon horns was raised high, and the ivory-colored heavy armor was stained with a large amount of blood, and it was difficult for the high-quality keel to be stained with this blood, and the blood would drip down the natural arc of the surface before it coagulated.

She plucked a heavy warbow sharpened from the dragon's ribs from her back, mounted a feathered arrow, and shot through the throat of a samurai with ease. The latter clutched his throat and looked incredulously at the round shield in his hand. The heavy arrow pierced through the leather shield and thrust into his neck with precision. The arrowhead with multiple fangs tore a large, bloody hole in his fragile neck, piercing back and forth.

He planted himself from the second floor of Longxiao Palace and fell to the ground with a thud.

In front of the throne in the hall of the Dragon Palace, three neat rows of warriors, holding weapons, stood in front of the invaders in a resolute and courageous formation. Each of them was dressed in full armor and held the best weapons in their hands.

And Gustav, the lord of Snowman, stood at the forefront of the three rows of samurai with fearless courage. His assistant, the most trusted leader of the guards, the dark elf Ireles, who had been involved in the battle against the dragons, saw the Slayer. There was an angry howl between the teeth.

"Dragonborn! How do you do such a sinful thing! We've all misread you! ”

The Dark Elves' Guardian spoke this for her lord. When this mysterious traveler helps Snowman defend itself against dragons, everyone thinks she's a traditional Nord-esque hero. Follow the ancient prophecy and embark on a journey to save the world. But. After only half a month, she turned her back on the people she was supposed to save, trampled on the provisions of morality and law, and let her hands be stained with the blood of innocents, becoming the most cruel and ruthless butcher in the entire Skyrim Province.

Even now, they didn't know why the two of them suddenly entered Snowman City and began to massacre the guards of Snowman City. Judging from the information available now, they did it the moment they stepped into the city gate, and several guards guarding the city gate were beheaded by the men in black. The guards on the watchtower were also nailed to the wall by deadly feathered arrows.

For the next twenty minutes, the two executioners advanced towards the Longxiao Palace, killing everyone in the path who looked like soldiers in the snowy city with great efficiency. The brave Nord rushed forward with his weapon brandished, but everything was shattered by the long knife at the waist of the bald man in black robes. Witnesses claim that his sword is faster than a feathered arrow, capable of slicing through heavy steel armor with a single sword—he takes out all opponents in hand-to-hand combat with the agility and agility of a demon god; The Dragonborn wielded a heavy warbow of incredibly powerful force, her physical strength seemed to never fail, and her archery skills improved incredibly. Half a month ago, she was just a good archer, and half a month later. Her archery skills had climbed to the strongest Irelis had ever seen in her life. Even with the most skilled wood elves as a benchmark, this woman's archery skills can be called extraordinary.

The strongest elite of the Brothers-in-Arms struck their shields with their own weapons, while those with two-handed weapons tapped the floor. They sang a high war song and prayed to Talos, the human god of war.

They began to move forward.

The archers on both floors began to shoot continuously. I hope to at least distract the attention of these two demons, so that the warriors who are fighting head-on can have a better chance. They didn't expect much from the heavy dragon bone armor on the Dragonborn's body, so most of the arrows were focused on the Thousand Nights Lion's Roar.

The black-robed monk clenched the hilt of his sword, which had been carefully wrapped with black string, with a blank expression. Then, the long knife was unsheathed.

It took only maybe a quarter of a blink. Most people don't realize what's going on. Then. The archers on the left side of the second floor broke in unison, and a considerable number of them died in that instant. The other group was even more unlucky, they fell from the second floor, only the upper body.

After the second quarter of an eye, the archers on the right suffered the same fate.

The warriors standing in front of the throne shouted angrily, most of them not figuring out what was going on, thinking that they had a helping hand and trying to sneak up on them from above. Because of this dishonorable act of the enemy, they roared in anger. In the space of seconds, only the experienced dark elf Irelais was the quickest of all present to realize what kind of monster he was facing. This also caused her to fall into despair as quickly as possible.

The faithful Dark Elf said to her lord, "We are finished, my lord. ”

Gustav the Great didn't speak, just clenched the greatsword in his hand.

The samurai of the Brothers-in-Arms Regiment rushed towards the two Assassins standing in the middle of the field, maintaining a tight and neat formation, and once the person in front fell, the person behind could replace the dead as quickly as possible. As long as they remain in good shape, even the most skilled enemies will be trapped by such an attack. But this formation only lasted about two or three seconds. Because the black-robed man made a gesture to the Dragonborn, the latter stepped forward knowingly and used his best talent to attack the Ring Elite of these comrades.

Dragon's roar.

It's just the simplest of [unloading power], using the spell of the decree to create a powerful force, pure thrust. Many times it is just a trick used to disrupt the opponent's rhythm and destroy the center of gravity, but at the moment it has been alienated into a powerful force enough for the army. The red-haired woman under the helmet pronounced the syllables, and then the power of the world responded to her.

In the unprecedented ripples of a powerful force field, the elite samurai of the three rows of comrades-in-arms. There were twenty-four people, and more than fifteen of them were completely blown away by this astonishing force. Far away into the wall of the hall. The other nine people just stood relatively far back, fell and slid a few meters on the ground.

Barguf the Great was also one of those who was pushed against the wall. His back struck against the horns of his throne. He made a painful sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw the Thousand Nights Lion Roar holding his slender katana, and walked into the battlefield with a gesture as light as a cat, easily reaping the lives of powerful warriors. He watched as Irelis rushed forward with two daggers in her hands, but her tempered strength was easily seen through by the martial arts master on the other side, and her twin daggers didn't even touch the opponent's weapon, and the long knife broke through her defenses and pierced her heart.

Watching his most trusted comrade-in-arms fall to the ground, Barguv felt like his heart was about to be torn apart. Then fell the soldiers of the Brothers-in-Arms. A few samurai roared and broke free from their armor, and in the light of the campfire, they were horrific in their transformation into werewolves, the legendary creatures of darkness.

Barguv had heard about the fact that part of the members of the Brothers-in-Arms Regiment was werewolves, and today's sightings fully confirm this. But at this moment, he has no other mind to think about this matter, from today onwards, maybe more than half of the elite of the comrade-in-arms group will die here. He doesn't care about these little things anymore. The werewolf's surprise attack didn't change anything, and there was no difference between the posture and process of the black-robed man killing the werewolf and killing the ordinary warrior, it was equally easy and smooth.

I don't know if it was intentional cruelty, but the two demons deliberately left him behind.

When the Dragonborn came to him, Bargulf gritted his teeth and asked:

"What the hell do you want?"

A bald man in a black robe walked from the side. Obscured most of the light from his field of vision. Hearing this inquiry, the bald man paused, and then told him the answer:

"War."

The Dragonborn raised her dragonbone greatsword and slashed down.

Barguv died with a look of sudden realization.

War. That's what they want. For a long time, the city of Snow has lost all its strength. The forces of the Imperial Army and the Stormcloak will collide head-on. And the army, which is full of hatred for each other, will erupt with violence that no one can control. This is what these two unknown Assassins want, the war, the battle within Skyrim again.

But what exactly do they want to push for war? Gustav fell into darkness in his thoughts. And never woke up again.

When all the adult males in the Longxiao Palace were killed in battle, the Thousand Nights Lion Roar took off his black robe. His bare skin was revealed, with its black-gold intertwined lines. He stretched out his hands. Holding the long knife he called "Myoho-renge-kyo-kawaido Muramasa" in his hand, he held it high.

The long knife seemed to have some kind of energetic resonance with the tattoo on his back. He chanted the mantra of Temperation aloud, invisible ripples surging through the corpses around him, and the souls who were supposed to go to the Temple of the Holy Spirit of Songard listened to his chanting in confusion, which were transmitted not through words, but through the power of the heart. When they found out that it was too late, the gold and black patterns intertwined and rotated, the gold and black light spread out, and a huge light wheel rose from the back of the lion's roar of the seven nights, in which the patterns of the six reincarnations were constantly changing, and the rotating wheel sucked all the souls into it, and then threw them into different areas.

This is one of the fundamental powers of the Seven Nights Lion's Roar, his six realms of reincarnation. The fundamental cultivation method that evolved from the sutras of Buddhism swallows the souls of all living beings and turns them into their own strength. And his own peculiar constitution determines that he can use the power of these souls almost without damage, and carry these souls without an upper limit...... Although so far, he has not been able to absorb too many souls after the evolution of the abilities he has, but he believes that sooner or later, he will be able to stand at the peak of all adventurers, the supreme realm of the nine stars, and even step into the power of the true gods and demons above the nine stars......

And now, he decided not to think so much for the time being.

In the Chaos Insurgency's organizational system, when a new person joins, he must pass a test: kill fellow adventurers in a multiplayer adventure.

This test is called the Blood Trial. And in each test, there will be a powerful adventurer as the overseer of the Chaos Insurgency, watching the progress of the blood refining. Under normal circumstances, Overseers are not allowed to meddle in the actions of newcomers, and they are only authorized to observe in the shadows. But at some point, the Overseer can use his own judgment to move the process of the Bloodforge forward......

Like, now.

Smelling the delicate atmosphere, the Thousand Nights Lion roared and decided to push Lu Mengyao a hand. This smart girl who volunteered to join the Chaos Insurgency has always shown a sleek wrist and a vicious style. He guessed in the current situation. An ingenious and deadly trap awaited the sacrifice named Su Jing, but he decided to clear the way from the duel between the two and let them face off head-on.

This is not a very obvious violation, and it is likely to disrupt Lu Mengyao's arrangement. But he did it anyway, because he didn't like the sharp-toothed, clever girl. Sometimes she spoke too harshly, which made him very angry. If something goes wrong with her, then Thousand Nights Lion's Roar is more than happy to execute her with his own hands in return for her bitterness. (To be continued......)