"aavdilon!" "dirvolaan!" "qiilaandilon!" Suspended in mid-air, we have no power to resist, and can only let our tortured bodies be washed away by the fury of the ancient Nord ghouls. Iola's painful moans were intermittently transmitted to my ears from below. Her body and mind were enduring the ruthless blame and torture of the corpse. "Walogaaz, mallir!" "Faaz! Paak! Dinok!" "Unslaadkro bastards!" As time went by, the sounds coming from the cliff sounded more sad and sad, and the ancient Nord ghouls consumed what was left. With little life force, they sent out their final roar towards the sky above them. My body is covered with wounds and I am crumbling, and Iola's aura is floating in the air. The goal of the ancient Nord ghouls is almost achieved. I gritted my teeth and persisted, determined not to let myself relax at all. If it falls, it's really the only way to die. ?¡ ?The sounds of death are chanting one after another. I don¡¯t know how long I spent in torture, but silence finally returned to my ears. I opened my eyes tiredly and looked down, only to find that a hill of five or six meters high had been built out of thin air on the level ground that was nearly ten meters high from us. The vengeful Old Nord ghouls initially formed a circle directly below us and roared at us, but their severely eroded bodies were unable to bear the backlash of the roar. Soon, the first batch of ghoul choirs sang their final song. They were scattered into corpses on the ground. The space under the cliff was vacated again, and the corpses outside the circle rushed forward one after another, stepping on the bones of the forerunners to form a new choir. Wave after wave of corpse ghosts came directly below us, singing loudly with their own lives, and also using their own bodies to contribute. Over time, a high platform made of corpses rose from the ground. When the distance between this high platform and us is shortened to a certain extent, the roar of the corpse will become extremely deadly. Fortunately, however, the "Namira's rottenness" on the wight becomes more and more energetic the closer it gets to Iola. The bodies of the ancient Nord wights can barely support them as they climb to the top of the pyramid. Any tendency to yell will cause their fragile skeletons to crumble instantly. The last ancient Nord ghoul climbed up to the top of the mountain of corpses with difficulty, dragging its torn legs, staring covetously at Eola, which was only two meters away. I released my clenched right hand, and Iola's body lost its drag and fell straight down, hitting the ghoul's back. Smash it to pieces. Immediately afterwards. Exhausted, I let go of my other hand. He also fell onto a high platform made of corpses. it's all over. The entire army brought by the Crow Hag was wiped out. Except for those Forsworn who were the first to die on the battlefield, no one could escape from the torrent of wights. The ancient Nord ghouls are coming from afar. They all self-destructed after playing their intended role, without causing us any additional trouble. Mednach¡¯s base area suffered heavy losses, and even he himself died in the tragic battle. However, the base area was not completely destroyed in the war, and there was still a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the survivors. In the end, we won. ¡ ¡ After being bombarded by the ghoul choir, Iola, whose whole body was severely fractured, lay bloody beside me, her life or death uncertain. Of course, she cannot die like this. Lady Decay has already prepared for this situation. This is probably the underlying reason why she gave me this ring. I don¡¯t think I need to waste any more time explaining anything to Iola. Flotra once told me that if Iola can feel the power of the Decay Lady filling her body again, all misunderstandings will be melted away. With the help of the ring, I can easily achieve this goal without paying too much. Ms. Decay's power is dissolving in her body, and Iola's injuries are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it may still be a while before she regains consciousness. I wrapped the torn coat around my right arm, stood up and walked towards the bottom of the mountain of corpses. "Did you use this method to save me before?" For some unknown reason, Flotra left the relatively safe base and came to the dangerous battlefield. But now that the war has subsided and Floterra is safe and sound, there is no need to worry about it. The biggest trouble for me is that on the other hand, every move I made just now was seen in Flotra's eyes. Such behavior should be difficult for ordinary people to accept. "Yes, I think you should understand why I don't want to let you know the specific details." I am already too exhausted both physically and mentally to bother with it anymore.?I spent so much time making up excuses, now that Flotra has seen it, I don't need to hide it anymore. After hearing my confirmation, Flotella's reaction was far beyond my expectation. Her face was ashen and she looked as if she had been completely desperate. I'm dizzy. I just ate a piece of human flesh. No need to be so exaggerated, right? "What's wrong?" I asked Flotra in confusion. "I'm just asking why Goddess Dibella never entrusts me with dreams again" Flotra said to herself in a daze, "It turns out that I have been tainted, and the goddess no longer cares about me." With Io. Drawing a lesson from the past, now that the same thing has happened to Floterra, in what direction will everything develop next? Will Floterra follow a similar trajectory again? Seeing Flotela sinking into deep loss and feeling exhausted mentally and physically, I was speechless. "Forget it, it's over now. The power of Daedra has washed my body, and the changes that have happened to me can no longer be reversed. Let's go." Flotra's indifference made me sigh in relief . Letting Flotella hold my hand and lead me forward, I asked her, "Where are we going now?" "There," Flotella pointed to the huge crater in the center of the battlefield, "He has already We have been waiting for a long time. " ps: Regarding the language used by the ancient Nordic ghouls, the following is the author's irresponsible translation in the format of Draconic-English-Chinese. aavdilon! -jointhedead! -Throw yourself into the arms of death! Dirvolaan! -dieint nipple! -Death, you blasphemer! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?qiilaandilon! -Wavebeforethedead! -Bow down before death! Wave logaaz, mallir! -begformercy, littleworm! -Pray for mercy! Poor maggots! Faaz! Paak! dinok! ¡ª¡ªpain! Shame! death! ¡ª¡ªpain! shame! die! Krensosaal! ¡ª¡ªbreakandbleed! ¡ª¡ªYou will be broken! You will bleed! Unslaadkro privates! ¡ª¡ªunendingsorrow! ¡ª¡ªRepent forever! (To be continued) PS: As soon as the new book is released, please subscribe! Asking for a monthly ticket!