The entire Snow Elf Cave space is similar to a cylinder. After crossing the natural bridge, Aranza and Cyril rushed out from the side door of the first sentry tower and continued to go deeper on the wet rocky ground.
This is an independent kingdom.
There were a large number of stone pillars crisscrossing the cave, blocking their sight. However, when they went deeper and deeper into the Snow Elf Cave, their sight spanned blind spots, and gradually assembled the whole picture of the Snow Elf Cave, although it was not appropriate to say so at this time.
I admired it, but I couldn't help but be shocked by the masterpiece of the snow elf.
There are two main types of buildings in the cave. One is sentry towers and private houses made of withered grass, and the other is large palaces excavated directly into the stone pillars. The most shocking thing is the ones that grow into the stone pillars.
The palace, set off by various illuminated plants covered with stone pillars, has windows, doors, and passages that spread out like tree branches, criss-crossing each other, blooming with a sense of unspeakable grandeur.
As he ran along the route in his mind, Aranza's attention would involuntarily fall on the giant stone pillar palace in the center of the cave. Its original color had been highlighted by plants and became colorful, like a shining sun. Other buildings
Only thick shadows can be cast in front of it. Although no one has appeared in any window of the palace, if you look carefully, you will find that that palace is the center of the other palaces. The branches of each stone pillar palace extend, and finally
They will all converge on this palace.
Aranza always felt that something was waiting for him in that palace.
But he didn't act rashly, or in other words, he didn't have the ability to make extraneous matters now. After actually entering the snow elf cave, he could see that the route map given to him by the demon god Sauron, the places marked were like those on the outside of a city wall.
No matter how much trouble he makes in the slum building complex, he will not disturb the center of the city in a short time. In short, one or two people can cause trouble in the slum cellar, but for a palace-like place like the central pillar palace, even if Alanza has a
The army also needs to think carefully about it.
In fact, this cave, called the "Lighthouse" by these gray-skinned fallen elves, was formerly the former capital of the Snow Elf Kingdom, Tamriel. Buried under the dust of history thousands of years ago, after being abandoned, the Snow Elf Kingdom
The Elf royal family quickly gathered the Snow Elf survivors who escaped the night of punishment, and relied on the maze-like stone pillar complex to trap the Executor's army in Tamriel. Although the Snow Elf race was preserved, they never expected that
The isolated and gloomy life in Tamriel has also evolved the snow elves into the form of underground reptiles. Perhaps one day, the former snow elves will be strangled by the long natural life and replaced by a disgusting, paranoid and evil one.
underground creatures.
"Almost there!"
Aranza shouted to Cyril next to her while dragging her sword quickly. According to the map of the Demon God Sauron, a small stone pillar fortress not far away was their destination.
Their journey was very smooth. When most of the snow elves saw them, they did not resist at all, or ran away, or were simply frightened and stayed in place, so that Aranza could cut off their heads calmly. Of course, there were also
The snow elves in some guard towers will resist. Roughly speaking, if it were in the human country, Aranza and Cyril would have broken through two villages at this moment. The villagers did not resist at all. Only some retired veterans from the main city dared to mention it to them.
Weapon, but of little use.
"Human! Stop!"
At this moment, a huge roar came from behind Aranza. Aranza and Cyril stopped almost at the same time, turned around and looked back. The person who came was a strong snow elf - only relatively strong compared to other snow elves.
Yan - holding a long sword in both hands, he chased Aranza and Cyril hard.
The reason why the two stopped was very simple. This was the first snow elf they met who spoke the common language of the mainland. Of course, they hoped that the strength of this snow elf would not disappoint them, lest the journey would be too easy.
Aranza swung her sword, pointed it at the snow elf, and said, "Hey, do you want to fight?"
This snow elf was not as fearful as the other snow elves. Faced with Aranza's provocation, it stood up straight with its long sword upright, assuming an offensive and defensive posture, and said: "Death is not the end!"
Aranza noticed the snow elf's posture. Whether it was charging or blocking, he could use this posture to change quickly. Obviously, this snow elf's combat power must not be bad.
"snort!"
Cyril, who was next to Aranza, snorted softly, and appeared in front of the snow elf with a flash of light. The dagger suddenly appeared with cold light and struck the snow elf's ribs!
This is a dead spot for defense!
"You dare!"
The snow elf didn't panic. Instead, he shouted loudly, pressed down with both hands, and pushed the end of the sword hilt directly to hit Cyril's dagger!
The pupils under Cyril's mask are microscopic. This is the blind spot deliberately shown by this snow elf to lure Cyril into attacking!
After the dagger was hit, Cyril fell forward due to inertia. At this time, the snow elf's sword had already drawn a semicircle and was about to hit Cyril's back!
However, Cyril is no longer the inexperienced person he was when he first emerged from the forest.
Faced with the snow elf's attack, she only showed a moment of surprise. After this moment, Cyril, who had fallen down with inertia, stretched out a hand and pressed it to the ground. His wrist suddenly exerted force. She did not push herself away from the snow elf.
That would only put him within the attack range of the enemy's long sword. Therefore, Cyril pushed himself very skillfully into the snow elf's thigh. At the same time, he threw the dagger at the snow elf's buttocks!
"ah!"
A shrill cry of pain.
The snow elf immediately stretched out his hand to cover his bloody butt, and half-knelt on the ground trembling with pain. The snow elf had no eyes, but at this time, the snow elf's nose was obviously bulging where the eyes were, and it was almost painful.
It felt like it was bursting. Not only the snow elf, but also Aranza who was watching the battle felt a contraction in the back of her lower body... I didn't expect Cyril to have such a sharp attack method.
Cyril took advantage of the opportunity to put one foot on the ground and rolled twice to keep a safe distance from the snow elf. Although this was the first time she used this attack method in front of Aranza, for Cyril who had lived in the forest for a long time,
, the center of the buttocks has always been the most obvious weak point of the prey. When the situation is critical, she doesn't mind attacking there.
"Cunning humans!"
The snow elf roared angrily, one of his hands never leaving his hip. Blood was still flowing.
Aranza waved her hand and said: "If you succeed in the deception just now, we will be in love with each other."
As he spoke, he walked up to the snow elf in a few steps, suddenly exerted force on his steps, and kicked the snow elf to the ground. At the same time, he pressed his sword against the snow elf's neck and said, "Now, I have something to ask you."
"Don't try to get a word out of my mouth!" The snow elf cursed with difficulty while covering his butt.
"You've said a lot."
"That doesn't count!"
"Really?" Aranza grinned and suddenly kicked the snow elf again. However, this time the kick happened to be at the place where the snow elf was protecting it with both hands.
…
An extremely shrill scream was brewing in the snow elf's throat, ready to resound throughout the cave. The moment Aranza kicked it towards its "weak point", the big sword also changed its angle and inserted between the snow elf's teeth, causing the
It cannot feel comfortable with the pain that words cannot describe.
This is such a pain that words cannot describe.
Aranza watched the snow elf's already distorted face become even more distorted, and smiled: "Since you don't want to speak now, don't speak again in the future."