God-level Demon Hunter

This kind of horse is no more than 1.5 meters tall, with tough bones, good adaptability and endurance. It is good at trekking mountains and rivers and transporting goods, but its petite size is destined to run fast and make the knight anxious.

When his eyes panned to the left along the stables, and swept across the road not far away, he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

After a few steps, the faces of the two became extremely exciting.

A gigantic creature lay silently beside an oval stone.

His complexion is pale and blue, and his height is at least four or five meters, but his body is not bloated and fat, but slender.

The surface of the skin is covered with sword wounds of different shades, and arrow puncture wounds.

The hair is combed back into a big back, revealing a broad forehead and deep eye sockets.

He has a straight nose and a beard on his chin.

The upper body was bare, a belt crossed the shoulders, and the lower body was a very primitive brown fur skirt woven from some kind of animal hair. It exuded a strong animal body odor.

On top of the big feet that can stomp people into meatloaf, there is also a circle of brown fur knee pads wrapped around the ankle to the knee.

If you ignore its exaggerated body shape, just judging from its facial features, it actually looks a bit benevolent.

giant corpse

Age: 50

Sex: male

……

"Dude, these things are called giants..." Fryen stretched his hands and drew a huge circle, trying to use "sign language" to describe, "Usually, they are gentle and peaceful, and they don't take the initiative to attack humans. Or run to the vicinity of the settlement. I don’t know what’s going on, it probably crossed the border, and was treated as a threat by the guards of Snowrun City.”

Roy took a deep breath.

Are all the monsters in this world this big?First the dragon, then the savage, will there be gigantic wolves, bears, and tigers in the future?

This place is more dangerous than I expected.

"What are you doing? You just dug up a pile of messy weeds yesterday, why didn't you let it go?" Fryen watched in amazement as his companion squatted down, a short sword flexibly twirling between his fingers, and the opponent slammed Like a butcher with excellent dissection skills.

The giant is the cut lamb on the chopping board.

"Shua, Shua, Shua—" The dagger refracted the sunlight, and the butterfly jumped like a butterfly at a dizzying speed.

In the blink of an eye, the giant was cut off by Roy with several toes, teeth, and two eyes... Wrapped in cloth, stuffed into his arms, and quietly moved into the space, deeply implementing the spirit of never missing it when passing by.

This big guy may also bring a little change to alchemy.

"Ouch..." Fryn retched twice, wiped away the bloody smell of urine mixed in his nose, and stared carefully at Roy's undulating skirt, wondering what kind of bag he had under his clothes. How can I always be dissatisfied, "Brother, I must remind you that the giant is a kind of intelligent creature, and it is best not to eat his meat."

"Don't act impulsively!"

Roy shrugged, and climbed up the hillside, crossed the deep and wide moat, the drawbridge, and came to the closed hemlock-encrusted door under the towering city wall.

Fryn was about to step forward and speak.

"Boom!" There was a thunder-like loud noise in the cloudless sky.

As if struck by lightning, Frian trembled all over, and a distant and desolate call sounded in his mind.

Came from the towering peaks in the distance.

He froze in place, turned around involuntarily and stared at the southeast, where he could faintly see a snow-covered mountain peak between the clouds and mist.

"Stop!" A heavily armed soldier with a long-handled ax interrupted his reverie, "Due to the presence of giant dragons nearby, Snowman City has closed its gates, and only official personnel are allowed to enter and exit."

"My lord, I'm here on behalf of Ximu Town..." Fryen shook his head, trying to get rid of the strange vision in his mind, "As entrusted by Mayor Gordo, I came here to ask for support."

"What? Ximu Town has also been attacked by a giant dragon? Go into the city and find Lord Balgruuf at Dragon's Landing Castle on the top of the mountain!"

……

The buildings in the city finally had some shape. The uniform triangular prism roofs were neatly arranged on both sides of the road, obviously after careful planning.

Behind the blacksmith shop and Breeze Pavilion at the gate of the city.

A group of heavily armed soldiers patrolled back and forth between the roads extending in all directions.

The ground is clean and tidy, and there is no messy garbage or feces at the foot of the mountain, but some weeds can still be seen in the corner of the house.

The guard led the two of them through the windy area used for living.

Then there is the busy wilderness area, the most commercially concentrated place in Snowman City, full of small wooden kiosks selling meat, vegetables, furs, and drinks.

At noon, the residents of Snowrun City were bustling with purchases here.

Then go through the stairs with flowing water on both sides.

Enter a quiet and beautiful square like a garden, surrounded by a circular pool, and a wooden frame with green vines hanging down, surrounded by a luxuriant maple tree the size of a house.

When the breeze blows, the dazzling red leaves sway gently, and the scenery is so beautiful.

There are several benches under the tree for passers-by to rest and enjoy the scenery.

Several boys and girls in colorful and old clothes chased and fought among them like flowers and butterflies.

A scene of living and working in peace and contentment.

The two of them followed the soldiers to the magnificent castle in the Cloud District, the highest point in Snowman City, in front of Dragon's Landing Castle,

This majestic and magnificent building is as majestic as its name. The corridor hall is wide and high, even enough to completely accommodate Alduin, the raging dragon in Holy Land Town, allowing him to stretch comfortably.

There is also a legend about the name of the castle.

Many years ago Olaf the One-Eyed, a mighty warrior among the Nords, after defeating the dragon Numenex, imprisoned him in this castle, and kept him locked up until he died.

And the current lord of Snowrun City, Balgruf, is the direct descendant of Olaf who defeated the dragon!

In the center of the hall, a bonfire was burning, and on both sides were long rectangular tables connected end to end for receiving guests.

And right in front of the hall, a man dressed gorgeously, wearing a headband inlaid with rubies, with blond hair and beard, a tall man with a cloak sitting on the throne, propped his chin in thought.

A woman in iron armor, with the appearance of a guard, with dark skin and dark blond hair drew out a long sword and stopped in front of the two of them.

This is clearly not a Nord.

Fryn explained to her why he had come.

Roy turned his eyes.

"Dark Elf, Lord Balgruuf's guard, Irileth."

The Nords have cold resistance and battle cry, and the dark elves also have two unique talents——

Wrath of the Ancestors: Consumes medium stamina and continuously causes small damage to close enemies within 60 seconds.

Fire resistance: Dark elves are naturally amazingly resistant to heat, gaining an additional 25% fire magic resistance.

……

"What do you call the two warriors? You guys witnessed the dragon disaster in Holy Land Town with your own eyes?" A majestic voice came from the throne.

"I'm Fryn. This is my brother Golden Eye. He's from outside Tamriel. Please forgive me for the language barrier."

Fryn made a look, and Roy bent down at Balgruuf in an unassuming manner.

"We were being punished at the execution ground in Holy Land Town," Frynn continued, hanging slightly, "Stormcloaks, including Ulfric, were being beheaded...Of course we were wronged."

"A giant dragon suddenly emerged from behind the clouds. Its body was like a mountain, and its scales were as black as the night." Frien described vividly, "It can breathe out flames, burn people into charcoal, and summon meteors and fire rain... Destroy everything in the blink of an eye. The entire Holy Land town."

"As you know, Ximu Town is not far from Shengdi Town and is in great danger."

Balgruuf frowned.

Seems annoyed by one of the names.

The dark elf guard on the lord's right hand, Iriles, suddenly spoke up, advocating sending troops to Hemu Town.

But on the left, Proventus, the governor of Snowman City with a soft cotton robe and a Mediterranean hairstyle, raised objections.

Ximu Town is at the junction of Snowman Territory and Falkreese Territory.

The act of sending troops may have stimulated the lord of Falkreath, making him think that Xuerun, who had always been neutral, fell to Stormcloak.

"My territory and people are being threatened by giant dragons, and I must not just sit idly by!" Balgruuf is also a grumpy guy, and after a little thought he came to a conclusion, "Iriles, send a team immediately Go to Hemu Town!"

"Obey, my lord!"

Fryn let out a long sigh of relief.

It finally lived up to expectations.

"Frian, Your Excellency Golden Eye, you have made outstanding contributions to Xueman, what request do you have?"

Fern swallowed. "Generous lord, I have no fixed place to live. I have been wandering in Skyrim Province for several years, and I have always longed for a place of my own."

"Boy, do you want a house in Hefeng District just for a message? I have a lot of appetite, and the most I can give you is the qualification to buy a house." Balgruuf said calmly.

Fryn was overjoyed, thinking that the matter had been settled.

But the lord changed the subject, "But your contribution is not enough! Let's help my court advisor, Master Farenja, with something."

"He's studying dragons to find out how to eliminate the threat."

"My lord," Fryn said cautiously, "I'm just an ordinary person. I can handle a bad sword, but my fighting power is not as good as any soldier under your command."

"There's more than one dragon to deal with, so I'm sorry I can't do anything." Between saving his life and having the right to live in Bairun, he decisively chose the former.

"Don't let the two deal with the dragon! Just look for information about the dragon."

"And my soldiers have to rush to other small towns to guard, and manpower is tight. Don't be too modest." Balgruf stood up abruptly, stroked his golden beard, and said in a deep voice, "Can you get from the guillotine of the empire, and Escaping from the flames of the giant dragon and rushing all the way to Xueman, he will definitely not be an incompetent person."

"If you insist on luck, luck is not a kind of strength. And, look at your companions..." Balgruuf swept his gaze at the calm and tall demon hunter, without any concealment the color of appreciation,

"This calm and unhurried demeanor is by no means an ordinary person. He must have extraordinary force and wit."

"My lord, Jinyan can't understand the imperial language, and he has this expression when he is confused."

"Don't underestimate the comrades who are born and died! That's the deal!" Balgruf took the lead and led the two to the room on the right side of the hall.

Fryn glanced at Roy, who shrugged at him.

Brother, this time I was hurt by you.

……

Next to the hall of Longlinbao, in a room with maps, desks, and a strange table, the two met Xueman's court mage, Farenjia.

A skinny and sneaky man with most of his face hidden under a black silk cloak.

A stark contrast to other burly, manly Nords with muscles in their heads.

But he's also a true Nord.

Fryn could imagine that he would often be despised by his kind.

"Two warriors, I hope you can go deep into a dangerous ancient site and bring back a very important stone tablet." Farenja's voice was a little weak, and his eyes were slightly bloodshot on his thin cheeks, as if he hadn't rested well. an insomniac, or a sleepless research freak.

"Actually...probably...it's better..." Fryen twitched for a while, then gritted his teeth, "Just speak up! What do you need us to do?"

For my future home, I will fight!

And Roy stared at the mage in a daze.

The dense flow of information flashes across the eyeballs, and the complexity and wonder are beyond imagination.

He saw the new world's spellcasting system, several factions.

farenga

Age: 56

Sex: Male

Status: Xueman court mage, graduate of Winterhold

Life: 80

Mana: 250

Attributes:

Power: 6

Constitution: 8

Agility: 6

Perception: 8