Chapter 79: Temple of Cold Fall·

Whoosh! A rusty axe flew, and the powerful impact instantly shattered the skull of the first robber.
Bernardo stepped over the weakened half of the corpse, folded the dagger in his hand at a precise angle, and cut off the second robber's hand-connected neck.
The remaining two people roared with despair and rushed towards Bernardo in unison.
One of them slashed with a long sword in his hand, and Bernardo casually picked up the broken arm of the dead body at his feet and threw it at the rushing enemy. With the help of the opponent's panic caused by this trick, Bernardo easily sent the dagger into his chest.
The magical energy gathered around the left hand and turned into a scorching flame. When the last person saw that the situation was not good, he forcibly stopped the charge, and almost desperately fled to the temple hall in the distance, a fist-sized flame bomb passed a distance of hundreds of meters. The violent explosion caused the tissue around his chest to be ablated instantly, leaving a huge hole on the corpse, with plasma evenly distributed around it.
"Huh... isn't that difficult." In less than half a minute, there were no people alive around this small tower except Bernardo himself.
He raised his head and looked at the huge building not far away, standing tall among the snow-capped mountains.

Bernardo poked his head slightly from the hidden rock gap, and carefully looked at the entire stronghold in front of the temple.
Hanluo Temple is worthy of being one of the masterpieces of ancient Nords' construction skills. The main peak of the cold fall can be said to be completely hollowed out. The blue-black obsidian stone pillars propped up nearly a hundred suspension bridges carved into keel-like shapes. After several epochs of wind and frost, the murals telling the story of the Ancient Nords fighting against the dragon are still clearly visible.
The hungry snow wolves lingered outside the stronghold, they screamed sleepily, but they were afraid of the powerful arms of the robbers entrenched here, and did not dare to act rashly. Several keen eagles swooped down, trying to take away the pieces of meat left on the ground, but after their companions were shot down the cliff with sharp bows, they no longer dared to act rashly, but did not want to give up this winter. The hard-won food was all entrenched on the nearby bridge piers.
Under the stone bridge is a huge square divided into six parts by thousands of bluestone steps. The thick bluestone slabs form six dragon patterns of various shapes, and the directions of the dragon heads all point to the large altar in the center of the square.
In the ancient times when dragons and dragon sacrifices ruled the sky, tens of thousands of slaves and civilians became sacrifices under the sword here. The dark blood was washed over and over again with the exquisite carvings, and the dark bloodstains have been deep. Entering the depths of the slate texture, it is still vivid even after several eras of rain and wind wash. Whether it is passing travelers, entrenched robbers, and archaeological scholars, they try their best to avoid this place. The wailing of the dead made their souls feel terrified.
"This place is really big." It's almost the size of God's richest city, Bernardo thought.
However, although the scenery is good, the disadvantages that it brings to the young man's actions are somewhat unpleasant. Although there are only dozens of robbers in the square right now, they all seem to have received orders, concentrated near the huge arch outside the temple. A few patrolmen just casually wandered in the center of the square, and many archers stood on the stone bridge where they socialized.
This simple but HTC spatial structure can be said to be a great challenge for the stalker. Without being disguised, no matter which direction it is passing from, it will be easily spotted by the archers on the stone bridge.
So, what should we do next?
Positive breakthrough? If you just clean up the robbers without considering what happened after breaking into the temple, you can do so. Just use some medicine. It's just... After touching the bottles and cans in the small pocket around him, Bernardo finally decided to leave those things behind.
If it is to create chaos, take the opportunity to sneak in? It's not impossible, but in that case, you can only expect the person in charge of the bandit to be a stupid idiot.
The gate of the temple is also covered with ancient Nord-style carvings and runes. The gate made of ancient Nord steel is even more profound under the baptism of weather and frost. What is there in the underground palace that has existed for thousands of years? Nor will it be fully known. Had it not been for the imperial army’s presence and the heavy snow covering the mountains over the past few days, all the food and economic sources of the robbers would have been cut off, the bandit leader and his subordinates, such as Aville, would not have tried to arm themselves with the simple arms of hundreds of people. Challenge the unknown monsters under this ground.
and many more. A monster underground?
What are the possible monsters in the Tomb of Skyrim?
It is common to have highly poisonous frost spiders and ancient ghouls with blue eyes. Although among these spiders are ancient races several meters in length, and among the ghouls, there are ghoul lord with ebony equipment-but it is the existence that most people know and will prepare for.
However, some creatures will not be easily ignored.
With a soft sigh, Bernardo silently nodded in the direction of Winterhold in the distance, "I'm sorry, Professor Phoenix."
After a brief silence, a black-purple flame, emitting an ominous aura, burned on the young man's hand.

"Ah..." The dozing gatekeeper was awakened by a cold wind while he was half asleep and half awake.
He woke up in a daze, watching his companions gathered in the distance, enjoying the warmth of the hot pile of matches, and seeing how embarrassed in the cold wind, he couldn't help but feel jealous.
However, losing is losing. The rule here has always been that the loser of the fight is responsible for the patrol that no one wants to do, and he is a frequent visitor who often fails and is sent off.
No matter, as long as you don't go to the horror altar that is said to have killed tens of thousands of people over there, this square, just turn around.
As for the guys who are hiding under the slate roof, enjoying the warmth of the hot fire and delicious pancakes... He thought maliciously, hoping that endless flames, frost, thunder and lightning, venom, double thorns will emerge from your ancient tomb. Hanging blade, nail board and other organs are killed there!
A cold wind smashed his face with small snow grains again, and his already cracked skin felt a little pain, which also interrupted his cranky thinking. He glared fiercely at the companions over there again, and patrolled himself again.
"This weather..." he murmured. If it hadn't been for this huge continuous snowstorm, the boss would not have to find another way to explore the treasures in the depths of the tomb. Although the golden dragon claws were indeed very beautiful, he didn't think anyone like him could understand the dense ancient Nordic characters. There will be rich people in big cities who are attracted to such a thing and are willing to put it in the cabinet as a collection, so he only needs to sell the thing at a good price-he thinks so.
In addition, the glass sword stolen by the boss... is beautifully done. It is said that a large amount of refined moonstone and malachite were used to process the blade. There are several rune slots on the hilt of the sword, which are inlaid with dense emeralds as a medium for magic transmission. The sword has a powerful frost enchantment. It is said that you can feel the kind of personal chill when you are close to the sword for a few meters. There is no doubt that this is a permanent level of top enchantment. The last owner of this sword must be an excellent magic swordsman, and this sword left him because of his death or similar reasons. It's very simple. How can a person who can control such a sword be stolen from anything like that Aville said? This must be a lie made up by that idiot Aville.
Thinking of this way, he didn't notice at all, in the direction of the guard tower, several figures he was very familiar with were walking towards the square he was patrolling in a strange posture.