In other words, in 1E 1029, the Gray Army was defeated at the Bankole garrison, and the souls of the Gray Army members who died in battle were trapped in Cold Harbor forever. Radha of Salan ruled the High Elf Direnni family of Thorns in the High Rock region.

He escaped with the help of Lady Thorn. It took him a long time to finally understand Daedra's secret and understand that what he lacked was "love". So he started the grand "True Love Completion Plan".

The primary goal of the Rada plan is to rescue the twelve Gray Army Privy Councilors from Cold Harbor and treat them as body parts, hands, feet, brains, etc., but the most critical heart is empty, belonging to what he considers the greatest

Velandis of Friend.

"Privy Councilor, My Beloved Siblings, the Exarchs" by Rada of Saran:

"When my thoughts stay in the arms of my beloved brothers and sisters, time begins to flow. They are in the relationship between the extremely stupid Styriche of Verkarth (King Styriche of Verkarth, leader of the Gray Army) and the demon god

They were tortured in Coldharbour under the terms of an agreement with Molag Bal that would allow the souls of the Grays to serve Molag Bal. After an eternity of calculation, I will soon save them from that terrible condition.

I really want to rescue them all at once, but I need to drive the bridgehead into Cold Harbor first. Only then can the return of the Gray Army be guaranteed. They are my body, my strength. The limbs I deployed

and organs not only set the brothers and sisters free, but also gave them just rewards.

They are my Privy Councilors!

Ezze of the Creeping Dusk, my crown, my glory, the first and greatest of us.

Tzinghalis, my brain, forever racing, is figuring out the mystery of our recovery.

Gazes-Red, my right eye stares longingly at past mistakes.

Serevur Rouillac, my left eye, looks proudly to the future.

Braxhard, my tongue, whispers my truth to the outside world.

Ulfra Redclaw, my spine, holds my head high against all odds.

Kraglen, my right hand, prepares to defend against my enemies.

Uls Grimlantern, my left hand, held high to inflict terrible and swift justice.

Vem the Dirge, my breath brings life to every part of me.

Grand Nezbi, my go-to, ties all my favorites together.

Caia Avernico Sanctus, my bones, the cornerstone of my strength.

Ritia Longstep, my pace, brings me closer and closer to my goal.

The twelve above will be the first to be reinstated as leaders of our new Gray Army. But there is one whose betrayal is so profound that my hands tremble just thinking about writing his name. I once thought of him as

I loved him dearly as my greatest countryman. Now I feel only hatred. I will find him, my thirteenth brother, not for freedom—but for judgment.

He is my heart, broken in grief and irreparable."

There is no doubt that the "thirteenth brother" who caused Radha of Saran's "heart to be broken in sorrow and unable to recover" was Count Velandis Crowwatch.

The lord with a broken memory doesn't know what other sword and magic plot worlds are like. But in "The Elder Scrolls", reading is really useful.

Tower of Annihilation.

The flying spiritual fire all over the world is divided into two vortexes, the inner and outer.

The storm of misery gathered in the foreign exchange and connected to the Gray Port, reshaping the Bleeding Queen's new body inside.

At the same time, the unique light of the magic ring suddenly flashed in the bloody storm. It was like the fragments torn apart by the storm, drifting with the current, looming, and then connected into larger fragments at the moment of "collision" with each other.

Soon a complete loop appeared and began to operate self-consistently.

It is as if a high-dimensional magic ball wraps the giant bloody storm inside, dividing and reorganizing the space like a rotating Rubik's cube. Then this magical spherical Rubik's Cube (Magic Ball) is interlocked, connecting the entire storm and everything related to it.

——The Ice-Touched Witches, Blood Queen Lady Essenia, and even every ray of psychic flying fire are all handed over to the "Golden Tree Ring" to shape into a complete "Ice-Touched Magic Circle": "The Heart Ring of Secret Fire"

+ "Ice Touched Ring" + "Sorrowful Life Ring" + "Golden Tree Ring" + "Chaos Gift Ring" + "Magic Bracelet".

"Oh my god..." Hermoeus Mora, the goddess of knowledge, who witnessed this magical scene with her own eyes, couldn't help but admired from the bottom of her heart: "Master, your law is higher than the world, even Mundus."

When the "Ice-Touched Ring" begins to drive and impart laws, the last thing to complete the engraving is the "Blood Queen Ring": "The Heart Ring of Secret Fire" + "Blood Queen Shape Ring" +

"The Lady of Cold Harbor Life Ring" + "Golden Tree Ring" + "Infinite Gift Ring" + "Magic Bracelet".

It is obvious that she has received divine blessing from the Demon God of Knowledge.

"My young and handsome master, the door to (grey) heaven has been opened. Please complete the last ritual. Cack-clack--" The Blood Queen suddenly opened a pair of blood wings and flew around the eye of the storm, sending out a long string of deceptive words.

’s charming smile.

"Let's go." The Lord, who was in a good mood, led the adventure teams to take off one after another. The group rode the wind straight up and flew out of the eye of the storm that connected the sky of Gray Harbor.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hermoeus Mora, the goddess of knowledge, protects everyone and lands safely in the dead wasteland of Gray Harbor.

Although it was torn from the continent of Tamriel, the creatures that originally grew in the mountains and ravines have long since withered, and they are all withered and lifeless as far as the eye can see.

The valley road surrounded by mountains on both sides is the only path. Although it looks like a gray outline, Wu Chen can still recognize the unique landform of Rich River Bend.

"Master, look." Following the housekeeper's fingers, Wu Chen found that there were gray and decayed statues sitting or lying on both sides of the valley.

"Those are high-level vampire warriors who turned into Gargoyles by using Blood Magic. They probably came from the powerful Gray Army." Hermoeus Mora, the goddess of knowledge, thought of it first.

"Yes." Wu Chen nodded slightly, his eyes quickly attracted to a gargoyle surrounded by everyone.

Because it is completely different from those statues that are all gray and rough and look like rock carvings. The female gargoyle, which is heavily protected in the formation, not only has a body as smooth as white jade, but also has two bloody red lips.

The moment he saw the female gargoyle, a memory copy related to it appeared out of thin air.

Wu Chen blurted out: "Countess Alessia Carlo."

Countess Alessia Caro was the wife of Count Marius Caro, lord of Leyawiin in the province of Cyrodiil at the end of the Third Era and the beginning of the Fourth Era.

, the countess is known for her beauty, wit and grace, but is perhaps more famous for being the victim of scandalous pranks. At one of her formal dinner parties, the countess and her guests suddenly find themselves stripped of all their possessions—

—Including clothes. Darker rumors were circulating about her and her husband at the time. There were rumors of a secret torture chamber in their castle that led to the countess's private quarters, and of Argonians being brought to the castle.

There are no rumors that it has ever appeared again.

"It's just...my all-knowing master. How do you know an ancient person from the 'late third era and early fourth era'?" Hermoeus Mora, the goddess of knowledge, blinked at Porphyrin Porphyrin innocently.
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