Marvel's Magic Master

Join the comrades group, do you want to become a werewolf?

George complained secretly in his heart.

The Companions are the most powerful warrior guild in Skyrim, as well as the most well-known and officially recognized guild.

But if you want to become the core of the comrades and join the circle, you must perform a ceremony to transform into a werewolf. From this time on, you will never be able to sleep well again.

“Thank you, Miss Camilla, I am not such a person who doesn’t value life.

If I really encounter danger, I will give up the mission immediately."

Seeing the three hooligans teasing the little girl not far ahead, George picked up a leaf from the roadside, waved it in front of Camilla, and then threw it away.

What was originally an ordinary leaf, after being thrown out by George, seemed to have turned into the most terrifying hidden weapon in the world.

At a speed that was barely visible to the naked eye, it slashed through the arms of the three thugs and pierced into the wooden house behind them.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A shrill scream immediately rang out, and blood instantly burst out from the arms of the three gangsters.

George did not kill them, but just taught them a lesson. However, this lesson was enough to make it take several months for the arms of the three men to return to normal.

Even without using his abilities, he could kill people just by picking up flowers or leaves with his physical body.

"You actually have this trick!"

When Camilla saw that George achieved such an effect with just a leaf, her eyes widened.

Those are just leaves. If they were replaced with daggers and blades, and aimed at the neck and other vital parts of the body, most people would definitely die.

It seemed that she had made a mistake. Although the young man in front of her was dressed simply, with this skill, he could indeed be called a capable adventurer.

Although it is definitely impossible to clean up the ancient tomb of Huangpu Waterfall by oneself, but at least as he said, if the situation is not good, he can still run away.

"Since you are in this line of work, you must have some ability to protect your life."

George shrugged half-jokingly.

Knowing that George was not an ordinary person without abilities, Camilla finally stopped dissuading him and led George towards the north gate of the town.

As we walked, I started asking George about his experience as an adventurer like a curious baby.

George had only been in this world for less than two days, so he had no adventures to tell about.

However, he had played this game in his previous life, so he simply polished it up a bit based on what he saw and heard in the game.

Things like investigating the murder of a girl in Windhelm, entering the dwarven ruins to search for treasure, and fighting the snow elves in the cave for 108 rounds.

Camilla was fascinated by what she heard and wished she could become an adventurer like George right away.

It was not until they reached the bridge outside the town that she reluctantly said:
“After crossing the bridge, walk along the mountain road to the northwest. When you see a sentry tower, turn right and you will reach the Wild Falls Tomb.

May the Eight Holy Spirits bless you!"

"Thank you, Miss Camilla."

George nodded, turned, walked across the stone bridge, entered the mountain road on the left, and disappeared in a moment.

The Eight Holy Spirits would not protect an outsider like him. If they discovered his true identity, they would probably send their followers to arrest him immediately.

According to his understanding, the head of God in mythology should be the Creator.

He had a so-called dream in which Anu and Padome were separated. He felt that there must be something wrong with his own practice.

It was probably because he wanted to advance to the multiverse and create a parallel world, but ended up tearing himself apart.

Therefore, those holy spirits and demon gods should not be aware of the chaos outside, and they should be very interested in him, a person who does not belong to this world.

"Oops, I forgot to remind him to bring some food and water, and to change into thicker clothes!"

On the way back to the town's trading post, Camilla was recalling the adventure stories George told her, when she suddenly stopped and slapped her forehead. The mountain next to Riverwood Town is called the Peak of Hrothgar, also known as the Throat of the World.

It is the largest and tallest mountain range in Skyrim.

To climb from the bottom of the mountain in front of Hemu Town to the top, an ordinary person would need two months, while a powerful adventurer would need nearly a month.

Although the location of the Huangpu Ancient Tomb is still far from the top of the mountain, it will take several days to climb there.

So even if you go, you must prepare three to five days of food and water in advance.

Moreover, the height of the Huangpu Ancient Tomb is covered with ice and snow, and the temperature is much lower than that at the foot of the mountain.

"Forget it. It was impossible to complete in the first place. I can use this excuse to give up the mission. It won't be too shameful."

After thinking about it for a while, she felt that it was not a big problem.

Although George showed his unique skills and proved himself to be a qualified adventurer.

But she still didn't believe that George could get through the Wild Falls Tomb alone.

Anyway, if you go up and see danger, you will come down. The result is always the same.

As for those adventure stories, they did fascinate her, but she didn't completely believe them.

And the protagonist of the story may not be George himself, but perhaps it is a story George heard from other adventurers.

What Camilla didn't know was that in the ten minutes or so that she was staggering back to the trading house, George had almost reached the thieves' watchtower.

For George, there is actually not much difference between running on flat ground and running up a hill.

Anyway, he has been traveling at supersonic speed.

"Ouch!"

Just when George saw the watchtower and the thieves guarding it, several ice blood wolves that were several times larger than wild wolves jumped out and tried to block his way.

"Go away!"

George was too lazy to waste time and did not slow down. He stepped forward and kicked the balls one by one like a ball, all towards the distant watchtower.

The archers on guard in the watchtower and the soldiers on alert below were complaining about the cold weather and waiting for their shift to change so they could go inside to warm up.

Suddenly, I heard a strange sound of breaking air in the sky and quickly looked up.

"Wolf?"

What was unbelievable to them was that several ice blood wolves appeared in the sky and shot towards them at an extremely fast speed.

Before they could react to dodge or use their shields to block, the head of the Ice Wolf had already made eye contact with them.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After a few loud noises, the Icefield Blood Wolf and the sentry thief were all turned into a bloody mess, with you in me and me in you.

The sturdy watchtower built with rocks was also hit and a gap appeared.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of the other thieves stationed in the watchtower.

The thieves put on their armor, carried their weapons and bows and arrows, and rushed out of the watchtower to check the situation.

What greeted them was George picking up the stones thrown at him from the ground.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The stones were fired like a machine gun, and each one hit the eyes accurately, where the helmet could not protect them, and exploded in the head.

When George was standing in front of the watchtower, all the thieves had fallen to the ground.

(End of this chapter)