Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 242 The Oath of Truth
The next morning—this is Solini's deduction, because there is no way of knowing the exact time.In fact, they have long since lost their sense of time.The bonfire had been extinguished a long time ago. At that time, five white light clusters were mischievously shining softly in the dark cave, which surprised the huntress.Because she discovered that this is not the magic of Bretons and ascetics.

The huntress was awakened by a sound of discussion.

"...There is indeed a passage there, but I found something not so pleasant there." The assassin complained, "Although I have long since given up any hope for this dark and ghostly place, But I still want to say, if I could, I would never go near it!"

Israel frowned and asked, "What did you find?"

Although the assassin stood up at the most important moment, and the choice in the final battle can be said to be a final decision, but due to the teachings of the Vigilante and the shameful escape and "stealing" of the previous assassins, the impression of the Red Guards is still It's hard to turn around.

Nargis glanced at him contemptuously, as if disdaining to speak to him.Well, he was angry that the necklace and amulet was returned to the Redguard at Turka's request afterwards.Obviously it's my trophy.The assassin gritted his teeth in his heart.

But he deliberately ignored that he had torn the amulet from the Redguard's neck.

"Say you know." Turka didn't have such a good temper, he just raised his voice, and made this mean and cunning fellow who didn't look like a Nord trembled, "Not a single word can be omitted. "

"If you... I mean, you think. Yes." Nargis blushed, his expression changed from smug and contempt to anger and fear, and he even made a funny bow to hide his embarrassment. Bow, "At your service."

"Although I doubt it," Turka said. "But right now, I don't think we have much choice, don't we?"

The assassin shuddered and stood up straight.

"Following your instructions, I've been facing north, and the Web Weaver is on top. I hope it's north." Nargis unconsciously stroked the dagger hidden in his sleeve, which was his expression when he was nervous, "... ...Many of the passageways in the north have collapsed, and only one is still well preserved. I walked for about a mile, bypassed many traps, and found a road leading to a larger cave."

"What's there?" Israeln asked.

"Broken dwarf halls, idiot's great pipes, abandoned alcoves, what else can there be?" Nargis said gloomily, "of course, there is the same disgusting darkness as always!" The assassin looked at him contemptuously, "If this is what you meant. Then congratulations, you found it."

If it were the Redguards of the past, the assassin would definitely suffer a bit.But now, the vigilante just glanced at him before turning his head away.

"Don't waste my time," Turka snapped. "You just have to tell me what you see. I'll decide whether it's useful or not."

"Of course." The assassin's expression was stiff, and he bowed slowly, "You have the final say."

As if recalling, but also as if wondering, the assassin continued after a long time: "Behind that intersection, I can feel something there..." He spread his hands, "I tried to figure out what happened, but humans couldn't Seeing so deep underground, and the thing keenly aware of the slightest sound in the dark, I thought maybe it would be better to come back and report to you."

"After all, you still haven't found anything." Xi Lang from Brighton also joined the discussion, and he said contemptuously.

"If your magic can take care of that, I'm willing to obey!" the assassin retorted.

"What!" The magic swordsman was furious and wanted to reach out to touch his weapon, but suddenly remembered that his weapon had already been discarded by him, and the reason was that their weapons were all used by Molag Bal as part of the sacrificial ceremony. has been polluted by evil.Vigilants couldn't look directly at the weapon that had nearly killed them.After all, they were supposed to be the sharp blades that protected them.

"Didn't I say that I decide everything here?" Turka said unhappily, the majestic voice rumbled like a thunder, piercing their hearts, and the vigilantes and assassins turned pale at the same time.

At that time, the fragments of Molag Bal's soul roared in Turka's heart, and the evil whispers and howls of torture filled his ears, making his figure tall and terrifying, like an ancient demon god, all Everyone felt extremely frightened.

"You saved my life," the Breton man lowered his proud head under Solini's worried eyes. "If it's your order, then I'm willing to obey it."

And Nargis, almost falling to the ground, hastily offered his allegiance to the great Turka, smiling flatteringly, and addressing him as master.

"You swing back and forth between light and darkness," Turka glared at him. "This is your nature. Although I don't like it, I think we can't ask for more. After all, you can even switch back and forth between the gods you believe in. .And, I'm not your master."

Nargis was dumbfounded.He trembled with fear, and was speechless for a while.

Israeln and the ascetic monk Duran saw it. The two companions who had experienced many adventures and life experiences together looked at each other, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

In this confusion, the huntress came to her senses.

Turka Arakano turned his head sharply and glanced at her.The cold golden pupils made her feel a deep sense of oppression.Then, they softened again, "We'll find out what it is, in fact, I already have an idea in my mind." The terrifying shadow disappeared, and the light once again occupied the tall hall of Dwemer, and the dragonborn from another world changed again. Back to the majestic but gentle demigod.He rubbed his forehead, looking extremely tired. "It's just that we don't have much time and now, we have to move on."

Molag Bal's soul fragment gave him great power and ancient knowledge, but at the same time, the evil nature of this evil Daedra Maharaja also affected him, making him irritable and violent , and maybe more.He must balance himself with his evil alter-ego until he finds a way to rid himself of the shards of the vampire father's evil soul.

In fact, if Turka Arakano was not a dragon descendant blessed by the only god Yiru Iluvita, he would have been devoured when he confronted Molag Bal on the spiritual level. After all, a real god, even if he is evil.

The rest were silent.

After a brief tidying up, the group began to move on.

In the surprised gaze of the huntress, the five soft white light clusters trembled and followed the heads of the vigilantes and assassins, illuminating the dark road for them.Only then did she discover that it was the magic of Turka Arakano—Turka's sharp golden vertical pupils could still see through the slightest movement even in the dark and dull underground, so he didn't need to. The shining of the light cluster.But in order for others to travel more smoothly in this dark underground, Turka still spent a night—or, a few hours—finding the spell he wanted in Molag Bal's soul fragment.

Glaster Rhys-Gloop - Mass Magic Light.This is the spell and name of the spell.

The soft light dispelled the darkness, and Islahn and Nargis, who had been in the deep underground world for two days, felt a little relief.

There are not only many roads to choose from, but also potholes and traps in many places. When they passed by, the sound of their footsteps echoed in the dark underground ruins beside the road.There are cracks and cracks in the walls and floors, and grabens often appear unexpectedly before the feet.The passage was winding, and they walked a long, steady descent before it became level ground again.

They seemed to go on and on, endlessly, toward the base of the mountain.

Islahn reckoned in his heart that they had already gone deep into the ground, the air became stuffy, and the rotten stench became more intense, while the traces of the Dwemer ruins stretched out, as if the entire mountain range had been hollowed out by them. How glorious the race was.

Then they saw the intersection the assassin had spoken of, and a wide corridor suddenly appeared in the middle.And at the end of the road is a new huge cave. What is amazing is that in the depths of this cave, there is a little faint light, as if fireflies are flying, and some kind of gems are shining.There was a hint of evil in the haze.

Turka made a gesture, and four of the five light clusters went out, and the brightness instantly weakened to the minimum.In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that the Redguards, his companions, and the assassins couldn't see in the dark, Turka even wanted to extinguish the last ball of light.

"It's here." Nargis said in a deep voice, "I can feel the evil and danger entrenched in it. If possible, I don't want to go deep into it."

Israeln looked at the Breton man, and the half-elf frowned. After taking a few steps forward, he whispered a spell, "Vita Sez!"

The light of the life detection technique flashed by, and the spell flashed through the dark cave like ripples. In his thinking and vision, Xi Lang clearly 'saw' the vague figures lurking in the darkness. They seem to have the appearance of a human being, but they are all hunched over, or wandering around, or lying on the ground, motionless.

The Brightonian nodded palely.

Israel's heart sank.

"There is indeed evil lurking here." The ascetic monk also said to Israeln with a solemn expression, "It's like that altar."

Turka frowned, although he 'saw' some disgusting pictures from the soul fragments of the vampire father, but when all these really appeared in front of him, he still couldn't help feeling a little bit of anger and sadness—— This sorrow is not for anger against the father of vampires, this sorrow is for another once glorious race.

In Turka's sharp and penetrating golden eyes, the cave not far away is empty and endless, full of lonely and vast caves and halls, as well as endless branching stair passages, those so-called glimmers are actually A kind of fungus that emits a faint light. They grow in damp corners and on walls, attracting all animals trapped in them and life that dare to approach them in the dark.

And near these fungi, there are all kinds of dangerous and deadly traps and alarms after the prey is fooled-it is a string of pendants made of various animal bones-it will glow when the prey is caught by these Attracted by fungi, they fall into the trap they set, and their terrified struggle will immediately touch these rattling bone skewers.

The fallen creatures lurking behind all this heard the noises and knew immediately that a prey had fallen into their trap.After making sure they are no longer moving, these creatures emerge from their filthy and fetid burrows, and with toothy clubs and iron objects, end their pathetic lives by striking their prey on the head. .

"The shadow of the King of Torment hangs over this dark and dark region," Turka's original tired look was replaced by solemnity and sternness, and his shadow became tall, big, and full of threats. His body almost filled the entire Dwemer hall.Everyone could not help clenching their fists and ax handles subconsciously—out of the four vigilantes, only Israeln was still holding his tomahawk full of gaps; Nargis kept swallowing, The nimble fingers slid across the handle of the dagger like convulsions, but they didn't dare to make a sound. "The Demon God's plan is actually an attempt to drag the souls of the entire frontier into his evil and desolate plane—Lenggang."

The air seemed to be vibrating.Turka Arakano's majestic eyes stared at everyone.Slowly, the vigilante and the assassin let go of their hands, and people began to tremble.

"He planted a huge soul trap spell on the Rift Mountain Range, and all the souls who died in Markarth will become his spoils and be tortured forever!"

"The previous altar is just one of them. In the Underdark, there are two other magical nodes that cover the entire Rift Mountain Range, and here is one. In fact, I can feel that the battle on the ground is about to enter White-hot, many souls will be drawn into his realm by the Father of Vampires."

Turka looked away, and the shadows faded.He seemed to shrink into a majestic king again, with a tall and straight figure and a worried expression, "We must completely thwart his plot before things become irreversible."

Islahn and the others had heard about the news of the upcoming war between the Forsworn and the Nords, but none of them had ever associated it with the Lord of Enslavement and Domination.But considering the nature of Molag Bal, the Redguard and his companions felt that this was not impossible.

In addition, three of them have personally experienced the feeling of being sacrificed, and the sense of tearing and fear that their souls are about to be dragged into the realm of the demon god cannot be faked, so their faces turned pale.

Israel even remembered what the old bishop had said, that evil was growing in the south, and the underground party thoroughly confirmed all of this.

"What should we do?" Israeln said through gritted teeth, gripping the ax tightly.

Although his companions didn't speak, Nargis could see from their resolute eyes that these self-proclaimed righteous guys were going to act like heroes again.He stood for a while, nervous and hesitant.Then, he sighed. "Okay," the assassin said resignedly. "Saving the world again? Why not?"

It is said that at that moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Turka Arakano's mouth.

Perhaps in the original history, there was no such scene.Or maybe, this crisis was solved by some other hero—anyway, there was no such task in an RPG game he had played—he only knew that he had to solve the trouble here.This is not only for kindness and justice, but, he and Molag Bal, the powerful father of vampires, the master of enslavement and domination, and the king of torture, are destined to only live one!
Because, he will never allow any evil to tarnish the best memories in his heart!
Thinking of all the cruel and terrifying pictures conjured up by the father of vampires in his mind; thinking that the land he once loved and loved forever will be plunged into greater evil, he becomes extremely angry, This anger can even set the world on fire!

Moreover, he was worried that after receiving the key information from CHIM, the father of vampires would completely break away from this crystal wall and enter Yiya!
I will never allow it!
Turka Arakano roared in his heart, vowing to crush the father of vampires to ashes!
Even if he is an immortal demon god!

　Thanks to all the students who voted, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)