Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 243 Snow Elf?No, Varmer!

"I can cast a spell."

Turka struggled to find what he wanted from the soul shards of the Daedra Maharaja, while avoiding being drawn into it by being in contact with this boundless evil for too long--others could not understand him. How hard it took to break free.In fact, for a long time he had to contend with the babblings and wicked howls and laughs that lurked in the depths of his soul--and it made him wonder if Bilbo and Frodo had been like that too. Feel?
He gasped slightly—something he hadn't seen often in his century—"This allows us to pass through these tunnels and gates as safely as possible."

Turka's golden eyes are like two gleaming ambers or gold coins in the dark.

"Then what are you waiting for?" the assassin muttered.

The demigod glared at him sternly, "The problem is that Molag Bal's failure is only temporary, and his link with Nairn has not been broken. Only by destroying the remaining two altars can the father of vampires be completely cut off." Reach into the claws of Mundus, and let his soul fall back to his eerie lair."

Israeln immediately understood, "So even though we can pass through these caves occupied by monsters, in the end, these pathetic creatures enslaved by the father of vampires may still stand in front of us, because he is watching us!"

The Red Guard's last words made Suolini take a deep breath, her eyes widened, and Dulan and Xi Lang trembled uneasy.Only the assassin asked inexplicably, "What?"

The ascetic looked at Turka, feeling that he didn't want to explain any more to this idiot, so Duran could only explain: "We can't kill these creatures hiding in the dark! This will only strengthen the power of Molag Bal. power! But we must destroy the altar of Molag Bal!"

Nargis's face finally became ugly, as if he had suffered a big blow, "And the altar is among them! But obviously, the Lord of Enslavement and Domination will not just stand by and watch us pass unharmed!" He said He sighed.

"We walk among wolves, hoping they won't eat us!" The Breton man shrugged too. "That's a good joke!"

"They are more dangerous than wolves." Turka could feel, as he got closer to Molag Bal's altar, the soul fragments of the Oblivion God became more active-they must act quickly. "They are a fallen race, a cursed race, once glorious, believers in the light; but now they can only hide in dark caves, feed on poisonous mushrooms and rotting plants and animals; they rob the road loners who hate the light they once loved, who take pleasure in torturing the surface, and humans and elves who accidentally go deep underground—”

"They used to be a branch of elves, but due to excessive greed for power and some reasons, they were cursed by the replaced gods. Their minds suffered irreversible trauma and lost their pride and future."

There are many things that frighten Turka in Molag Bal's soul fragments, but it is undeniable that at the same time, the torn Molag Bal's soul fragments are like a treasure house of inestimable value, which is constantly flowing Provide him with a lot of knowledge and secrets!

There's even something about gods in it!
The Redguard and his companions were all stunned, swallowing their saliva non-stop, listening to the legends that had been lost for many centuries.

In fact, even the most knowledgeable historians and mages cannot say as accurately and positively as Turka about the origin of this ethnic group's degeneration, their karma, and even their pathetic and pitiful living habits.Because they don't have a god to be their 'teacher'.

Turka rubbed his forehead wearily, and the golden eyes that were originally bright like stars flashed a few imperceptible black, "You only need to know: Molag Bal captured their minds in the dark, and he promised to let them Bring back the light and make them guardians of this place! But their hopes are doomed, because the Vampire Father will only pull their souls into Cold Harbor! I can hold them back for a while, but obviously when we find Morag The altar of Baal, the real test will come! You must destroy the daemon statues, but you must not kill these pathetic creatures enslaved by Molag Bal!"

"Excellent!" Nargis exclaimed. "A death mission!"

Duran and the others keenly heard some disturbing words from the mouth of the demigod, "replaced god", "cursed" and they looked at each other in dismay.

"The replaced god, Ori—" the huntress exclaimed in a low voice.

"We shouldn't talk too much about the gods." Duran looked at his companion sternly, "Even if it's another god."

Solini Yorad seemed to have been hit by a giant stick, her face turned pale, she shook her head, and hesitated to speak.

Turka feels that his current role is too much like a gray robe wizard - endless worry, nagging, inscrutable magic, gray beard - he is amused by himself - because from the age See, he is indeed the oldest of them all, but he has no beard.

This idea was so abrupt, but it also brought uncontrollable joy, which seemed to weaken the endless mournful wailing in his mind.

"It is necessary to be cautious, but too much unnecessary worry will not help." He was facing the small light of magic light, and his huge body cast a terrible shadow in the already dark crypt. His tone was sharp Seriously, as if this was necessary to prevent the Redguards from seeing the smile on his lips, "The father of vampires will notice our arrival at any moment—in fact, I can feel that the evil here is awakening, and our time Not much! Now, it's time for us to act."

The disciples of Stendhal looked at each other.They all looked at Israeln with trusting eyes.In the end, the leader of the vigilantes gritted his teeth and clenched the battle ax in his hand.

"Expelling evil is exactly what we have to do!" he said.

"Very good." Turka's expression also became serious, and he subconsciously touched and embraced the hot and cold flame, which was the power of Nairn's ubiquitous bones.Then he whispered the incantation. "Tran Quillitans Gallup".

Accompanied by his spell, Nairn's ubiquitous earth bone power quickly responded to him, a group of red light suddenly appeared in Turka's palm, complicated and mysterious magic lines were constantly rotating around it, brilliant Like the stars in the sky.

"This magic will put most of the enemies to sleep, but be careful, the real attack is after we find the altar of Molag Bal!" Turka said.

Israeln's eyelids trembled reflexively, suppressing the urge to yawn.And Mr. Assassin, who was ignored, took a few steps back in fear.

"Go." The demigod blew towards the red light, and the gorgeous magic lines turned into a cloud of mist, and quickly disappeared into the cave at the end of the intersection.

Perhaps it was an illusion, the Red Guards and Assassins seemed to hear the sound of falling and the clanging of weapons falling in the darkness.

"Magic!" The one-eyed assassin gritted his teeth, recalling an unbearable past event.

Only the Brighton man looked at Turka curiously, his eyes bright and excited.He hesitated to speak.

Turka listened and watched carefully.

"Okay." He turned his head to look at the crowd, "Let's go."

Only then did the Breton people stop asking.He released a detection technique again, and then he nodded at Israel and the others with a strange expression.

They moved forward cautiously and entered the cave that made their hearts palpitate.

The light of magic light flickered faintly, illuminating the rough road under their feet.

The corridor tunnels here are not straight and flat like standard Dwemer buildings.A cave can be seen every few feet on both sides of the corridor.Some of them were no more than a few inches deep, and in others only endless darkness could be seen.Perhaps they have been connected to other tunnel networks.The cave walls here are full of protruding chisel marks and cut depressions.This design is to enhance the shadow effect of those ever burning torches.The high ceiling and walls were completely in shadow and could not be illuminated by the torches below.The adventurers were all apprehensive, wondering if there were enemies hidden in those shadows.

They leaned together, and from time to time there would be a group of monsters lying in ambush watching them where the torches could not illuminate, or terrifying monsters would suddenly burst out of the dark cave roof and rush at them.They avoided traps that could kill them or get them into trouble. In the dark crypt, there was only the sound of their footsteps as they marched.

"Look!"

They walked up to a high platform, and there were many bones lying on the incomplete steps. Among the bones were broken swords, axes, split shields and helmets.The Breton man pointed to a shadow that could not be illuminated by the magic light source, and whispered.

It was a building similar to a human tent. The space was not large, and it could accommodate two bedding.The triangular spire cast a huge shadow in the dim cavern, as if an eye was kicking them.

It guards the end of the platform and stairs.

With the previous spells, Xi Lang remembered that there were two rickety monsters here.

Nargis immediately fled into the shadows, groping upwards silently.Israelen and the others couldn't see the assassin, so they stopped and held their breath.

Soon, the figure of the assassin reappeared.

"They passed out," the Nord assassin whispered, his tone full of surprise.

Everyone looked at Turka who was silent in the crowd.

"Don't stop, keep going," he said.

So they went up the last flight of stairs to the tent.

With the light source of magic light, Israeln clearly saw the two monsters that shocked him deeply.

They have elf ears, blind eyes, sharp and thin faces, bony bodies with little flesh, and high bulges on their backs like deformed dwarves.This makes them look thinner than they really are.Israel estimated that these monsters were about the same height as humans.They wear a breastplate inlaid with some kind of action bones and iron plates, which is enough to prove that these monsters still retain a certain degree of civilization.

Their weapons fell not far from their feet.

Those were two evil long swords, with sharp iron thorns and fangs between the blades and the tsuba, and all kinds of filth that were more ferocious than poison were painted on them.The hilt was roughly covered with animal fur, and oil stains and blood were mixed into various disgusting colors.

Light purrs emanated from their noses.

Apparently, Turka's spell was very effective.For the intruders, they fell into a deep dream without realizing it.

Israeln picked up their weapons and handed them to the magic swordsman and ascetic.

Xi Lang frowned deeply in disgust, but in the end he suppressed his nausea and took a handful.But from his disgusted expression that he didn't want to hide at all, it was not difficult to see that the magic swordsman was obviously not satisfied with the new weapon.

Duran resolutely rejected his friend's kindness. "The Lord be with me!" he whispered.

The ascetic's faith is firm, and his stubbornness is even stronger than that of the Redguards.He declared that it was impossible for him to use these vicious weapons, but all knew that they could not deal with the dangers that lay ahead with their bare hands.So Israeln handed him his battle axe, "But the road ahead requires us to go on by ourselves until we return to the kingdom of the Lord."

The Redguard's gaze was so determined, Duran couldn't resist.

He sighed, and took the tomahawk.

Turka can understand, or in other words, having lived in Arda for so long, he has already realized the weight of faith in the world where gods and saints walk in the world—whether it is in Yiya or Orbis, all God is real and you cannot ignore it.Goodness, evil, justice, chaos, even neutrality, no matter what position you have, you must be firm--Assassin is such a guy, Turka hopes that Mephala has not heard or seen this cunning Nord for a while All kinds of words and actions that are close to blasphemy, otherwise this not-so-generous demon god would definitely not let go of this believer who has been jumping around repeatedly.

Solini was glad that she didn't have to fall into such a choice. She held the enchanted long sword that Turka had found in the Dwemer hall before, and her eyes couldn't help looking at that stalwart figure with a sad expression.

From the beginning to the end, Turka's eyes almost never fell on her.Even this weapon was handed over through Islam.It was as if Turka, the only woman in the team, had no more interest and concern than her enemies on the ground.

But the hunter's heart has long been attracted by the alien dragonborn, who is too beautiful even among the firstborn, but even more powerful.

Soon, they move on.

Islam and the others followed Turka's guidance, walked down the high platform, and entered a long, dark corridor.There are many tall rooms on both sides of the corridor, which are scattered with various abandoned alcoves, pots and pots with complicated patterns on the ground, and various wrenches and gears of unknown purpose.

In the last two rooms of the corridor, they found several creatures identical to the two monsters they had encountered before.They were all under Turka's spell, and they were either lying on the stone bed and sleeping soundly, or fell on the cold ground, with a big bag on their forehead.

The weapons of these monsters were scattered all over the place.

It seemed that he didn't even react, and was swept away by Turka's spell.

And when they walked through this corridor, a larger and magnificent cave suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.Israeln couldn't see how high the dark cave above his head was, but what shocked him was that on his left, right and right in front of him, there were three huge platforms standing on bottomless stalactites.There are three sentry towers built on it, and three Dwemer siege crossbows are installed on the sentry towers.

Islam had no doubt that the huge crossbow could easily pierce a mammoth.

"Quick, Molag Bal has noticed our coming, and my spell cannot be delayed any longer." Turka could feel that as they went deeper and deeper into the enemy's lair, the evil seemed to be awakening.In the darkness, a strange atmosphere is spreading.

He clearly saw that on the three sentry towers, several sentries were waking up.

he said hastily.

(End of this chapter)