The sun sets west, and snow falls in the south of the sky province, and the light gradually fades. The cold wind blowing through the mountains and forests brings a thin fog, and the slow sound of horse hooves breaks the tranquility of the countryside from far to near.

A cavalry came along the winding path, with a total of six knights.

Their appearance is not as blond and strong as the Nords, and their figure is generally thin. The leader is wearing a light black silk robe, with a long and narrow face, protruding cheekbones, a triangular chin, slightly pointed ears, a cold look, a majestic face, and a sense of a superior arrogance.

The rest of the people wore swords on their waists, and were wearing delicate but not lacking protective elf light armor, looking around with alert eyes.

In the middle of them, a short horse pulled a wooden cage van and slowly followed the horse team.

The man in the cage was another typical Nord man, with blond hair and messy hair, and his face was clearly stained with dust and dirt. Under his dirty clothes, there were wounds after being tortured. He was lying weakly in the cage, his eyes were dull and desperate. If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of his chest, he would probably have been treated as a corpse.

A few dozen meters away from the convoy, a figure was quietly crouching on a green alder tree, with a strange pupil sweeping across several guards, and a trace of cold light flashed.

"This is called Somo..."

The Empire was asked to sign the Platinum Agreement, forbidding the Nords from believing in the founder of Talos.

It was also the mastermind behind the incitement of Uffrek to establish the Storm Cloak, rebel from the empire, and make the Skyrim Province flee.

The six Somos in front of him are all high elves.

Compared with the Nords and the Dark Elves, their racial talents are different -

Noble Nature: High Elf is born with outstanding talent in magic energy. The maximum magic energy limit is increased by 50 points. After active activation, it will recover 50% of magic energy within one minute. 1 time/day

But with such talent, the caster is the only one who leads the most luxurious dress, and the one who has his left hand.

"Two mages and four Somo swordsmen. Just in time, my new learning ability comes in handy!"

Since he had made up his mind to intervene in this incident, Roy naturally would not hesitate.

With a thought, there is an extra crossbow in your hand.

He gently pulled the trigger with his index finger and aimed at the Somo who mastered the recovery spell.

"Swoosh-"

A crossbow arrow flashed in the air.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly appeared in the carriage convoy. Unpredictable, Somo on the left was hit by a huge force on the side of the light armor on his waist. The thin armor instantly sunk inward, and his whole body fell from the horse's back to the ground.

By chance, I fell down my cervical vertebrae, and my neck bent into an exaggerated curve to the side, and I swallowed without saying a word.

"Swoosh-"

Several people were so shocked that they jumped off the horse's back and hid on the side of the horse to cover it.

However, the second arrow hit the leading Somo first.

"Bang!"

The arrow was bounced away by a light green protective film.

The leading man's thin body soared into the air, shouting and falling off his horse!

Then, his golden pupils were round, and a slender figure with a masked figure wrapped in fur armor and a face wrapped around him tore open the air in front of him and appeared in front of him without warning.

Master Somo has been through the battlefield for a long time and has a rapid reaction without any hesitation. He almost flashed magic light at his fingertips, and waved his hand to the attacker to throw out a magic light ball.

Roy felt his body sinking instantly, the black light on his body disappeared, the Helio magic seal was broken by magic power, and at the same time, a strange and tough magic power imprisoned his body.

It seemed as if an invisible giant hand wrapped him in his palm in the void, and his five fingers closed and pressed his body and limbs, making him numb all over, and he couldn't even move a finger!

The witch hunter had difficulty breathing and his face turned red, but his eyes were still calm.

"Um-"

Four sword-holding Somo took the opportunity to draw his sword and rushed towards him, and the sharp blades that swung through the air flashed with a deadly light.

Master Somo sat on his butt and kicked forward with his legs, retreated back and opened up the distance in an extremely awkward posture, and his hands dazzlingly outlined a pure white rune like snowflakes.

The rune fell to Roy's feet.

"Click—"

A large area of ​​frost exploded, and the temperature dropped by dozens of degrees in an instant. A bone-breaking cold came from the soles of the feet and spread upwards. Pale and crystal ice ridges appeared on the leather boots and pants. The witch hunter's teeth were trembling with cold, and hissing and sniffing the air conditioner.

Four sword-wielding Somo rushed in front of him less than two meters, and four steel swords were either chopping or poking, making a whirring sound.

The witch hunter's eyes turned cold.

Shock!

A swelling black shadow surged out of the ground.

A ball of octopus with scarlet wrist feet stirred with blood dripping into the void, and the suction cups were opened and closed in the wind like a baby's mouth, facing four figures that were coming, and countless gullies were whipped out of the ground, and soil was splashed everywhere.

Bang!

The four Suomo, together with weapons, were entangled into big rice dumplings without any resistance.

Tentacles held them together.

It blocked the witch hunter like a human shield.

Master Somo, who had climbed five meters away, was chanting a sharp and harsh spell. Although his eyes were frightened, his hands were not slow at all, and he pointed at the nightmarish terrifying octopus.

Crackling!

A pale electric arc emerged from Somo's palm, crossing the air, forming an electric snake twisting at an ultra-high frequency that stings the eyeball.

"Bang!"

Tentacles exploded.

But a large leaping flame surged out, illuminating the night sky.

Sou Mo was wailing to get out of trouble, running around with the light of fire to the sky, falling to the ground and rolling, unable to extinguish the flames of the bone-bearing gangrene!

The witch hunter walked out from behind the flame, holding a burning fireball in his palm, which collided with the eyes of Master Somo.

"Huh--"

"Bang!"

Roy pushed out the angry flame ball, but the flame was blocked by a light green barrier on the surface of the mage!

A high-temperature flame tongue spurted out from the mage's palm, which continued to burn the cone area in front of him. While retreating, he moved serpentinely, and the flame tongue firmly locked the demon hunter.

The Burning Hand is both an offense and a defense. If you want to get close to him, you must pass through this conical pillar of fire and suffer the pain of burning the body from the flames. Most people will lose their lives if they cannot walk in front of him.

However, at the end of the flame, the witch hunter with red face suddenly took a deep breath.

Under the desolate night, ripples appeared in the space, and a majestic black dragon wearing armor as a mountain appeared faintly behind Roy.

As he moved, he opened his scarlet mouth!

"Vos!"

It seemed like a hurricane and tsunami broke out on the ground. The flames were blown back by the airflow and burned the mage's body. Before he could scream, he was hit by a carriage and flew out more than ten meters away.

Falling heavily on the ground, no movement.

His cheeks were swollen, his torso was twisted terrifyingly, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, which were mixed with large pieces of internal organ fragments, and all the bones and flesh under his skin were shaken away!

The flames wrapped around the corpse and burned quietly.

Kill Fortarot Ye Wen, experience value +200, witch hunter lv12 (1020/12500), you have killed enough creatures - slaughter lv7→lv8

(Bloody Breath: The hostile creature that enters the 3-meter range around you and launches an attack has a 20% (locked) probability of being shocked by the aura of killing. If the will attribute is not higher than you, you will temporarily lose control of your body for up to 3 seconds.

You permanently increase damage to the creatures you hunted by 30% → 35.

Shock: Actively release the breath of killing to shock individual, multiple, or all targets within 3 meters of your body, and perform a forced will check. If their will is not higher than you, it will be out of control for up to 3 seconds. The cooldown time is 2→1.5 minutes.

Note: This skill will be upgraded according to the type and number of creatures you kill.

"The Battle of Sintra killed so many people, and the massacre has only been upgraded until now. In the future, just use skills to add them directly!"

Roy stomped his feet, shook off the white frost from his pants, and was so cold below his knees that he suffered some frostbite.

He summoned a hellhound, who received orders to keep spitting fire. In conjunction with the witch hunter's Igni Fury, he ignited all six corpses and burned the soil lawn to burn out scorch.

"Bang!"

Roy smashed the carriage frame and broke several nearby alders, and then bombarded the ground continuously. Countless pits appeared in the dust. The blurry dragon claw prints gradually took shape.

The entire scene was arranged as if it was raided by a giant dragon!

"Who are you?" Solad in the wooden cage car pulled the railing, widened his eyes, and asked in surprise, "Save me! Please! I will thank you!"

And Roy just smiled gently at him and outlined the inverted triangle spell with his five fingers.

Solad looked dull and a fierce and cruel scene surged in his mind.

Finally, my body swayed and fell asleep.

Roy looked at the elf armor on Somo's body with regret and left with ease.

...

"breathe…"
To be continued...