This is a thod for "defeating the enemy" ntioned in the strategy guide produced by Luluwo in the Skyrim Strategy Group—looking for height advantage.
Standing on a rooftop three to four stories high, Dorpo shouldn’t be able to hit us now, right?
After realizing the ice fog on Dorpo’s body, close combat was no longer an option, so...
Leon drew the magic wand from his back. Despite often engaging in close combat, he had also learned so magic during his ti at Lake Lienia!
Maru, Drew, and the newly unfrozen Tal also climbed onto the rooftop, all pulling out their magic wands!
Lake Lienia changed the Strategy Group’s combat approach.
Except for Drew, who is a formally trained magician capable of using various types of magic, others were limited to one or two kinds, which proved not very useful in actual combat.
In this light, Magic Professor Turci’s theories seem to have so reliability.
Leon cast the Magic Radiant Sword, Drew cast a Big Fireball, and the other two used Luminous Stone Magic Gravel.
Dorpo’s massive body was surprisingly agile, leaping left and right as if following a command. The Luminous Stone Magic Gravel couldn’t hit him at all, only the Magic Radiant Sword managed to land a hit.
Even if their hit rate was low, it didn’t matter; they had plenty of Magic Potions.
As long as they stood on this absolutely safe rooftop, it would be worth spending more ti to kill Dorpo!
Just when everyone thought this would be a dull ga of skipping classes with biubiubiu, a huge shadow suddenly lood over them.
Leon’s smile froze, as Dorpo suddenly jumped up! He leapt above them!
The cold, massive hamr swung down rcilessly, and the spot Leon stood just before was violently destroyed. The building collapsed continuously, ice-covered wood chips flying everywhere.
What incredible destructive power!
If Leon had been a second late... no, he had already run away!
"Hiss..."
He was almost unable to bear the pain. From the knees down, both his lower legs had been turned to mince in that attack, thoroughly mixing with the wood chips.
Is this the cost of skipping class?
Never thought Dorpo, crouching on the ground, could actually jump up!
Leon quickly gulped down an Elental Bottle, nearly seven or eight sips, and his legs finally returned to normal.
But his leg armor was gone, exposing his bare legs to the cold wind. Even those living in the extre north wouldn’t do sothing like this.
No ti to think about it, as Dorpo below was tirelessly destroying the houses along the street, forcing everyone to parkour across the rooftops.
Didn’t Luluwo consider the possibility of a Monster jumping up for an airborne hamr strike when making the strategy guides!?
"Dong, dong..." The bell tower by the street shook with the commotion from the battle, the ringing adding a touch of irritation to the people’s hearts.
But soon the bell stopped ringing, as it had frozen.
Facing the escaping group, Dorpo transford into what seed like a Magician, flinging icy fog at them with each swing of his hamr.
Such ferocity! It’s fortunate that Gong Qiying didn’t install [Frozen Frost Step] on him, otherwise it would be even harder to fight.
While running, Leon thought about how to fight back. Judging by Dorpo’s behavior, they’d probably need a team of fire-adept magicians.
But currently, the only one in their party capable of effective fire output was Drew...
"Maybe it’s ti to consider recruiting more people?"
However, the group wasn’t so fragile, nor was Bordeaux invincible.
After a wild rampage that turned half the street into snow and ice, Dorpo fell into a state of exhaustion, supporting himself on the ground and panting heavily, the ice fog around him subsiding significantly.
This was the mont Leon had been waiting for, and everyone jumped down from the roof to engage, seizing every second to deal damage.
Unfortunately, Dorpo’s exhaustion only lasted for a brief ten seconds or so before he roared back to life with new vigor. A blizzard erupted with him at the center, forcing the group to retreat.
"Keep evading, wait for his mont of weakness."
In facing Dorpo, Leon chose the most conservative strategy.
Following was a non-thrilling escape ga of "strike while he’s down." This strategy would earn even Luluwo’s thumbs up.
No one knew how much ti had passed as Leon and the others nearly exhausted their supply of Warm Grass Fruits and hot drinks, only then reaching the point of Dorpo’s demise.
"Dong!"
The bell tower collapsed, and the fallen bell delivered the final blow to Dorpo, his massive body turning to ash and dissipating.
Before everyone appeared [Soul of Dorpo of the Cold Valley], but at the sight of this reward, each person’s face tingled with numbness.
They had been frozen by the cold to the point where they couldn’t produce any facial expressions.
Not only that, they had also run out of Elental Bottles. Even with the most conservative tactics, things could still go wrong. The most dangerous ti saw Maru’s lower body completely smashed.
"The Monsters here seem a bit overpowered, don’t they...?"
Leon felt like his bones were about to fall apart. The last ti he felt this exhausted was during the battle with Overlord Vonier.
"Let’s go, see what this big guy was guarding, after all."
The group walked towards the end of the street, where a building stood out with a different design—taller, more refined, exuding a sacred aura.
Not like the Church, the feeling here was more similar to a noble living there, imparting a sense of dignity to the house.
Could this be Pope Shalivan’s residence?
"No way..."
Leon shook his head, and they entered, surprised to find a floating "elevator" leading upwards upon entry.
Upon reaching the second floor via the elevator, they suddenly felt the need to touch their bodies.
"It’s so warm here."
"Even the sound of the storm can’t be heard anymore."
Around the screen ca into sight a silent and tidy room, with a simple yet refined furnishing, a floor so clean it reflected light, as if soone had recently lived there.
A sacred aura spread across the place, naturally prompting everyone to lighten their footsteps.
What captivated Leon’s interest most was the hanging painting on the wall, although from the second floor it was still a bit unclear, but...
Maru suddenly noticed sothing and pointing to the first floor she was about to shout: "Black Knight—"
Leon quickly covered her mouth, signaling to keep it down.
The one on the first floor wasn’t a Black Knight, clearly an armored Silver Knight with completely different colors.
Unaware of the adventurers’ presence, it stood with its back to them, absorbed in gazing at the largest painting on the wall, deeply engrossed.
Leon beca interested, took out a telescope, and looked over, body shaking slightly!
"What did you see?" Maru whispered.
To her surprise, Leon directly handed her the telescope, his expression even blushing a bit.
What, did he see sothing stimulating?
Maru took the telescope and looked, her mouth involuntarily dropping open.
She didn’t want to be too disrespectful, but that painting was really, really...
Alright, her poor cultural knowledge left her at a loss for words, bottom line, she just wanted to keep looking!
Simultaneously, she understood why the Silver Knight was so absorbed; if a super beautiful, goddess-like portrait hung in front of you, you couldn’t look away.
Moreover, the goddess’s pose was too...
In Soul V’s words:
Ahead, a massive treasure chest!
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