There are a total of three riddle pillars on the walls on both sides. Each pillar has three sides, each carved with snakes, whales, and eagles, representing Okai, Sun, and Gine in the Nordic system.
Sun is Shur's shield mate and shield bearer. Legend has it that he died during the war between the Nordic pantheon and the foreign pantheon. He first guarded the Whalebone Bridge in Songgard, the kingdom of Shur, and only those who passed his trial could cross.
Bridge and enter the Hall of Heroes. To be honest, when Lu Zhengkang was playing the game by himself, he thought Sun was just a carefree gatekeeper. How could he imagine that he had such a big background? This incident really surprised him for a while.
Akai is the enemy god in the Nordic pantheon. His existence is a mixed theological concept. It is the combination of Akai, the god of life and death in the Holy Spirit, and Malachis, the god of abandonment and exile in the demon god. He can be regarded as the two of them.
an intersection of those.
There is no need to go into details about Ginet.
The three puzzle pillars need to be rotated to a specific side. This is also simple. The three slots where the stone pillars are located each have their own special features. One is light-transmitting at the top, one is overgrown with weeds, and one is dripping with water, which correspond to the flying ones.
Eagles, lurking snakes and cruising whales, simple.
Lu Zhengkang solved the riddle, but unfortunately, the mechanism was in disrepair and was no longer useful. He pulled the gate knife, but the gate did not rise, so he had no choice but to go back to his old business, violently breaking down the door without explanation.
Going all the way deep, large balls of light jumped out and danced around the two of them, forming a blanket of fluttering lights, illuminating the lightless tomb, making people feel like they were in a rippling sea of fluorescence. The scenery was amazing, and the world
It is rare. The light balls will emit a crisp chirping sound, just like the weaving sound coming from the empty valley, making people happy. Under such a deep and cold iceberg, with them, all the fear disappears.
Serana turned around to admire this misty mirage, and she said with a smile: "It's such an incredible beauty. I'm very happy to have you here to share it with me."
Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Me too."
They came to the prayer room, and at the end was a riddle door. Usually in Nord ruins, such a room would have relief pictures of major gods on both sides, but this tomb only had simple stone bricks, which was really very old.
Taking out the coral dragon claw he bought from Birna, Lu Zhengkang looked at the patterns on the palm of the dragon claw, including snakes, wolves, and moths.
The wolf corresponds to Mara, who is Gine's maid in Nord mythology.
Moth corresponds to Dibella, Shure's bed wife. Although they are both wives, Gine is Shure's war wife, so the two feminine Idras are different in their functions.
After twisting the three rings of the riddle door to the correct order, and then unlocking it with the dragon's claw, the riddle door still maintained its ability after thousands of years, and landed with a rumble, revealing the tomb behind the door.
A broken rectangular throne faced the visitor, and an illusory black shadow wearing a war helmet circled in front of the throne. This was the spirit of Inger, the remnant ghost of the unyielding warrior. When he appeared,
, all the light balls vibrated, pouring into the shadow's body like a tide, condensing a solid spiritual body for the warrior, wrapping his skinny body in thick ebony armor, his eyes flashed with ice.
Blue firelight.
The shimmering tomb was filled with ice mist. Inger's dark shadow raised his arms and roared wildly, releasing a hazy white light all over his body, like a burning torch of his own.
"Son of the sky, fight! Never stop!" The language he spoke was extremely ancient, rougher than the Old Nordic of the First Era. Lu Zhengkang didn't understand much, but he already understood his thoughts.
Ying Geer was completely immersed in crazy bloodlust. He raised the spiritual ebony sword in his hand and struck at Lu Zhengkang.
The troll man raised his hand and grasped the arm of this ancient senior. The illusory spirit body was like gel. He could feel a distorted touch, as if he had grasped a handful of thin curtains. He let go in an instant, and the spirit body passed through
Passing his palm, he continued to chop down the long sword.
Lu Zhengkang knew that to harm the spirit body, it was best to use silverware, Daedra weapons, enchanted weapons, magic and other mysterious attacks. He originally wanted to use the warrior's approach to give the deceased his last dignity, but now it seems
It can't be done.
"Sun, soul-burning, blazing flames!"
The golden torrent was like a long river, causing the temperature of the tomb to rise sharply. Inger's shadow essence disappeared little by little in the flames.
"Well done, kid."
A murmur sounded in the void, and then there was complete silence.
Serana walked to the throne and saw a withered skeleton with a helmet leaning on the throne. The whole body was covered with moss. With a slight touch, it turned into dust and mud. Only the horned helmet was intact.
This helmet has a simple frost resistance enchantment, which is not a rune inscription, but an effect produced after being soaked in soul and magic energy for thousands of years.
Lu Zhengkang tried to put the helmet on because it was too big for his head, got stuck, and failed.
Serana: "Why don't you try taking human form?"
"Forget it." Lu Zhengkang muttered, he didn't intend to let Serana see his young human form.
The two left the tomb along the wellhead stairs at the end of the tomb and stood on a tall stone hill on the coast. The refreshing wind blew from the sea. Lu Zhengkang listened to the singing of the sea breeze and stared at the jagged and fragmented tidal flats, in a daze.
It seems that I saw the sea of the dead in the stormy night, countless
The ships were floating in the undulating waves. They overlapped like fine insects piled up to form a broad shadow, like a thick mat blocking the sea water. There were all kinds of strange human shapes and strange beasts on the ships, with their torsos broken and sprayed.
The blood dyed the dark ocean crimson.
The hallucination disappeared in a flash, and Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes and took a rest.
Serana: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's just some hallucinations, it doesn't matter."
"But your face looks so bad, I even thought for a moment that you had disappeared."
"This is just a curse cast by magic on me. It's too normal."
"Don't force yourself."
"I won't give up to death, don't worry about me." Lu Zhengkang kissed Serana gently on her forehead, "On your side, you have to live for yourself in the future and stop blindly following inexplicable guidance."
"You are different from most of us, Bai Shan. You really don't look like a Nord, but you have a temper similar to those of the Dwemer. Speaking of which, in fact, when I was young, I saw a few books in the study.
The Dwemer magic book, it’s a pity that it is no longer available now, otherwise I would be able to help you.”
"I have no intention of looking for a right-hand assistant, Serana. I just want to witness the beauty of the world with someone. It would be enough to have Jonas, but he has his own path to walk..."
"Okay, okay, shut up. I've already made an agreement with you to follow you, so don't push yourself too far."
