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why?

Why can you put honor so high in your heart?

Is this the Nord person?Why are we in Brighton known only for political struggles?

The trolls comfortably transformed the undead in the Pure Land, numbering the undead to forty-seven, and the number of other messy undeads exceeded 500.

Two hours later, Jonas was still squatting on the ground.

Lu Zhengkang walked over and pulled him up and rubbed his tear-stained face.

"Why cry?"

"I don't want to kill him, can he survive?"

"Not for now."

"When will it be possible?"

"When you can cross time and space, beyond life and death."

"Well, I will definitely save him in the future." The boy wiped away his tears and smiled again.

"If you think about it, this may be a task you can't complete in your life."

"When I die, I won't owe him anymore."

"Okay. I believe you." Lu Zhengkang patted Jonas' head. This little head always surprises people.

After sorting out the "relics" of the bandits, they walked in a hurry. Except for a thin coat, a few ragged swords and a few handles, the workmanship was so rough that it was distressing that the Nordic bandit had a diary on him.

Lu Zhengkang opened it and took a look.

The Nordic records are full of nonsense and typos, but the content is still faintly recognizable.

It turned out that this bandit was originally active in the area of ​​Winterhold. The bandit group was destroyed by a group of wizards. The fortress was occupied, and only a few people escaped.

Lu Zhengkang flipped through it at random for a while, was about to discard it, and immediately saw the familiar word-drinking blood.

The original leader of this bandit was a Nord woman, called the Blood Drinking Boss in the diary.

The bandit group in Winterhold, the leader is a Nord woman, drinking blood...

Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes.

great.

The troll man threw the corpse to the wolves to devour, and instructed Jonas to stay in the pure land. He rode on the necromantic locomotive and hurried to the northeast.

The Wintercastle collar is in the northeast of the sky, as long as the direction is good, it will never go wrong.

...

Across the mountains, Lu Zhengkang first arrived at the coast of the Sea of ​​Undead, and then headed east to return to the Winter Fort.

People on the road found the return of the gourmet and greeted them happily.

Upon his return, Lu Zhengkang immediately found that the guards had returned, no longer the brave female soldiers, but some tall men.

Torinese and the others have already left, but unfortunately, they left only yesterday, and Lu Zhengkang was a step late.

So he asked everyone in the tavern, who knew the bandit fortress near Winterhold, if he could point out the route, he would be rewarded.

Many people shook their heads, expressing that they didn’t know. At this time, Bilna’s alcoholic brother suddenly stood up and said loudly: "I! I will take you there!"

"What payment do you want?"

"Hey," the drunkard smiled triumphantly, "I told you long ago, one day you will see me with admiration!"

Lu Zhengkang thought that you never said, "Do you really know where the bandit is?"

"Of course!" Lanmere bragged when he stared.

At this time, the tavern door opened, and a child came in with the coachman, "Big white ball! See who this is! Mathieu the coachman, he is familiar with this area and definitely knows where you are going!"

Seeing the coachman nodded, Ranmere immediately made a fuss, "No! I'll be here first! Mr. Gourmet, I will take you there, don’t pay, you just don’t let that guy get involved!"

Mathieu dissatisfied: "Why, I never provoke you!"

"I just want to prove that I am better than you!" Lanmere threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and the glass shattered.

Chapter 263 Baptism

Lu Zhengkang told Jonas to study hard and set off with Ranmere in his overcoat.

The coachman said he wanted to lend them the carriage, but Lu Zhengkang declined.

Along the way, the drunkard was holding vodka and walking for a while, he wanted to take a sip, and his attitude was bold and unrestrained. He saw everyone drunk bugs running to his throat. Lu Zhengkang was in a heavy mood at this time. I was a little disappointed.

The two each carried a suitcase, and Lu Zhengkang also prepared an extra tent.

On this journey, Lu Zhengkang didn't plan to go to the Pure Land, so he took all these odds and ends.

At the end of the first day, Lanmere took Lu Zhengkang to the familiar tundra.

At the end of the second day, Lanmere led Lu Zhengkang across the tundra southwest to the foothills.

In the early morning of the third day, the drunkard brought Lu Zhengkang to a deep pit cave, nodded and pointed to the stone road next to him, and said, "Go, you can see if you keep walking, I'll wait for you here."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, unloaded his suitcase and handed it to Lanmere for temporary care, and walked up the slope with his axe on his back.

This is a relatively flat road. It is located in the saddle between the two mountains. There are three teams of horses and carts on the road. They are all caravans, each with a mercenary guard. Lu Zhengkang walks next to the road and is not close to them.

A few wealthy businessmen sitting on the car talked gently, roughly complaining that the group of mages in the baptismal fortress were greedy, pressed the price too hard, and charged a toll, and every time they passed by, they had to give a lot of good supplies. It's not as good as the previous bandits.

The troll man listened to his ears, and his steps accelerated slightly.

Going up to the top of the saddle and looking down, there is a stone fortress looming among the tall cedar trees on the left hand side. It is built on the mountain, but it is quite remnant, and there are many collapses on the wall.After walking two or three steps forward, I saw a dead horse lying in the bushes, with black blood flowing with red berries, as if it had nourished life with death.

This is the case. Lu Zhengkang can feel the strong breath of necromantic energy. Just in the fortress in front, the trolls are walking forward and downhill. On the wooden arrow tower of the fortress stands the corpse of Ancient Nord holding a bow and arrow. Ghosts, there are also many on the fence, the icy blue ghost fire is faint, and the posture is unscrupulous. The necromancers here are not afraid of being misled by the mad dog-like Standall guards.

But don’t worry, since others don’t kill you, I’ll kill you!

The troll man's tattoo flashed dark, his body crouched, and he charged.

The menacing weird attracted the attention of a mage on the wall. He immediately directed the surrounding ghouls to shoot arrows. The arrows hissed and ruthlessly pierced Lu Zhengkang's coat. Under the shield.The troll man simply left the cloak and continued to run in a slim linen gown.

After ten seconds of effort, Lu Zhengkang had already approached the wall, a big jump flew up the arrow tower, an axe swung out and chopped a bow-wielding ghoul into two pieces, and then one turned over the wall and ran towards the mage.