My name is Akatosh,
I'm taking someone to download a copy.
——4e, year 190, Morning Star Moon, 22nd, 15:43——
[Labyrinthian is an ancient Nordic ruin, named in honor of a labyrinth built by the arch-mage Shalidor in the First Age, but the ruin itself is even older and was once used as The capital city of the Northern Kingdom (bromjunaar). 】
I stood outside the main entrance of the ruins and observed the dungeon group, while the stupid system acted as a guide in my ears.
Simply, there is a man-made maze with almost no fighting, a tomb of an ancient ghoul overlord with only two extraordinary powers, and the rest is the destination of this trip, the city where the "Staff of Magnus" is stored. remains.
'Look up, the "Eye of Magnus" is a super huge ball, but the "Staff of Magnus" is an ordinary large staff - how big is the head of that guy Magnus? '
[Magnus broke out of the gap in the Nirn world to form the sun, so the former should be his eyes, but the latter is just a staff that can control its power. You can think of the owner of this staff as a A mad mage who calls himself the Sun. 】
"Nozdormu, what do you think of our operational arrangements?" Savos Aran, the chief mage of the academy, asked me.
"If we are facing the undead and magic traps, there is no problem with this arrangement, but I don't think we will encounter those things first." I raised my hand to cover my hood and used a hoarse and charming voice that I was not used to. answer.
【Hahahahaha! ] The stupid system laughed, and I silently made a note of it.
After all, this is Labusilian, and Zerapesh's half-baked magic ability is completely unable to save the lives of these mages after they commit suicide. Instead of letting her act with restraints and might end up falling off her horse in the end, why not From the beginning, come in a posture that is completely unafraid of falling off your horse, such as the human form of a dragon.
Even so, Akatosh has no human form at all in the game and setting. Even on the stained glass of the temple, there is an image of a dragon's head, so after the dragon transforms, there is no doubt that it is me or Zelape. The chief mage can recognize Shi's image at a glance.
In the end, I chose to use Sheogorath's Mad God Staff. Its transformation ability was just right. Although a magic artifact would not have an effect on the genuine Holy Spirit, it did not prevent me from intervening and strengthening it.
The original plan was to transform into the image of the dwarf Chromie or the uncle Nozdormu in WoW - it just so happened that the bronze dragon was also responsible for controlling time, and then pretend to be a prophet and sneak into the team of Master Xino, but I don't know what happened. She has become the image of Ysera, and she can only put on the mage robe to wrap herself up tightly.
【Have you noticed Sheogorath's appearance~】
It makes sense, it must be the fault of the fourth-generation player who played a lot of mods.
"Indeed," Hafner Ice Fist immediately walked to the front of the team: "Before we go deep into the ruins, we may encounter wild beasts that use this place as their lair and even robbers who are desperate for their lives. I will open the way."
"Hiss, whatever you want." The Argonian priest with a strange name, "Embrace the Light," backed away slightly.
A ten-man team composed of pure mages can basically sweep through any dungeon. No wonder they are very confident, but in the end they were completely wiped out, leaving only some afterimages and memories more than ten years later. Although I am very confident about it. There are speculations about the reasons, but in the end you have to take action personally.
Aaaaaa——
As soon as they entered the ruins, a large number of black, brown and white furred trolls roared and attacked. At a rough inspection, there were about twenty or more.
"Don't be nervous, they are afraid of fire!" Before Savos could finish speaking, five or six fireballs were thrown out, causing the trolls to scream. Although the mages had different specializations, the destruction system Spells are generally involved - except for the three guys I brought.
Plaatus, Decimus, and Gabros, the organization they belong to is called "Xino Scholars" and focuses on exploring the lost magic and knowledge in ancient ruins. Their own combat effectiveness is almost invisible, and exploration operations must The hired guard was originally supposed to die in a dwarf ruins named Zuvolt a few years later because the guard was afraid of escaping. But now that he has just arrived and is completely unfamiliar with the situation in the province, it is reasonable for him to be invited by me to join the Mage Academy to explore the ruins. .
"Haha! Die! Troll!" Hafner Ice Fist swung the summoned giant ax and struck at the seriously injured trolls.
This guy is a weird guy. As a mage, he wears cloth armor, but he likes to give himself a steel armor spell and then wield a summoned weapon for melee combat. It is said that it is too troublesome to repair armor and weapons, so it is better to fight directly with summoned weapons.
Boom - At the end of the last fireball, the ferocious trolls turned into troll fat, and the mages also came to the main entrance of Labusilian's ruins. Although it was very old, the dark door was intact. It seemed The material is extraordinary, and there are waves of weird magic fluctuations coming from inside.
"Nozdormu, what's the situation inside?" Savos Aran stopped the mages from entering immediately and looked at me instead.
I made up my identity as a "prophetist", claiming that there were things in it that I needed but they didn't, and accurately "predicted" many of their deeds. Therefore, I was allowed to bring Xino scholars to join this investigation team, and when needed time to warn of danger.
[There are a lot of skeletons and a bone dragon inside. 】Silly system, 【The dragon was originally going to be captured and tamed, but it failed and was killed and buried near the main entrance. 】
"After we enter, we will see scenes of countless ancient Nord warriors fighting giant dragons." I pretended to be mysterious. If it was too clear, it would not be a prophecy but a perspective, and it became low instantly.
"Ghouls?" "Dragon corpses?" Gilden, a male from Brighton, and Ultrama, a female from Redguard, asked at the same time, looked at each other and looked away.
One likes to crush enemies with destruction spells, and the other is happy to let dead enemies stand up again and continue fighting. The contradiction between them is not easy to adjust, and the chief mage simply ignores them.
"Get up, it was indeed a period when the Dragon Worship Cult was active," Savos thought for a moment, and then said: "Everyone, be prepared to face a large number of weak corpses and a powerful bone dragon."
Well, I can only really have two brushes.
In the end, the battle ended with Ultrama resurrecting a group of skeletons and Gilden beating the nameless bone dragon to pieces.
Afterwards, as we continued deeper into the huge ruins, we encountered scattered skeletons and corpses, as well as some well-designed traps, which were easily solved by a few Xino scholars.
"I saw countless souls and their mothers surrounded by them." I answered their questions outside a huge stone hall where heart-pounding magic fluctuations were constantly coming from.
That thing is the mother of ghosts. Not only can it take multiple external incarnations, it can also constantly summon "ghosts" without fixed forms to attack the enemy. This is also the planned second reduction in personnel.
As for me, it turned out that they were simply careless that time in history. After being attacked by the bone dragon, they only paid special attention to physical attacks. Therefore, they were tricked by the invisible and formless "Mother of Ghosts" until they left this hall. Only then did I realize that there was a missing person, and now——
"The undead retreat!" Elvari Veren, who specializes in summoning and healing Nord women, directly threw a super large spell to make all the hidden ghosts in the hall appear together with the ghost mother, some of the weaker ones. The ghost disappeared directly.
"[Human——]" Before the mother of ghosts screamed, she was completely drowned by the swarm of various spells.
Next, there was a stone wall with a roaring dragon's eye engraved on it, which seemed to slow down time. However, since there was no Dragonborn present, I couldn't learn it. The eye even tried to disappear after I tried to get close to it, so I had no choice but to Give up on the idea of research.
Then, angry curses began to be heard from the depths of the ruins, such as "Who dares to invade my territory?" "You will die miserably, over and over again." "Eternal pain is waiting for you!" It's a pity that everyone It was dragon language, and the mages just regarded it as the roar of some monster and didn't care.
As the shouts and curses could be heard, the enemies along the way also changed, from corpses and ghosts to transparent skeletons and corpses shining with blue-green light. After being defeated, they would evaporate and disappear, but those who also turned into Various weapons with blue, green and transparent appearance were left, and the mages were amazed while studying them.
"[Enough! You lowly half-dragons! Do you have to force me to use such harsh and vulgar language? I am Moloch, one of the eight dragon wizards! Your eternal master! Obey me immediately!]"
In the deepest part of the ruins, the mages discovered a huge altar surrounded by many bookshelves, with a dragon wizard floating in the middle, or someone wearing a bone mask, mage robes, holding a gorgeous staff, and his eyes glowing dark red. A powerful ghoul of light.
"That's our goal!" The mages looked over with burning eyes. However, the mages from the Mage Academy were looking at the dragon wizard's equipment, while the Xino scholars were looking at the many bookshelves around the altar.
[Hehe, apparently this guy found that these people have the aura of dragons on them, but he couldn't see through your disguise, so he recognized the wrong race. 】
"According to records, these 'dragon wizards' served the dragons during their lifetime and regarded all Nords as slaves - obviously he is not very good at distinguishing human races," I said to the tense mages: "I want to collect those masks, you guys No objection?"
"No one wants something that interferes with the Armor Technique!" Hafner answered while covering himself with a layer of Steel Armor Technique. A summoning sword appeared in each hand, and then he moved towards the "Mount" Locke" charged directly.
"And it's pretty ugly." Ultrama glanced at me and said as she directed her skeleton soldiers to join the attack.
'...What does she mean? '
[Maybe I’m jealous of your beauty? A pun by the way? 】
'Don't think I'll forget your initial ridicule with just a few nice words from you, just wash your wings and wait! '
【No wow...】
Although Moloch was proficient in various spells, had amazing resistance, and could hypnotize and control two targets at once, which put the mages into a tough battle, they were still defeated in the end.
I didn't cheat, it was just that the guy bounced back when he tried to hypnotize me.
In the end, I picked up the dragon wizard's mask while they were dividing the spoils, and after leaving a message to the chief mage, "Sooner or later, you will have some use for this staff," I walked away calmly. As for what they might do in the future. To confirm each other, if you find that no one on either side knows me, you don’t have to worry about it.
