Once Lin Shen saw that he had thoroughly boxed Ovid in, he paid him no further attention.
Instead, he rose onto his tiptoes and fixed his gaze on the direction of Winterhold.
"God help us. Ma Lou, please don't screw this up..."
Amid that agonizing wait!
Lin Shen's pupils suddenly contracted!
Several hundred meters ahead, a faint glint of silver metal flashed dazzlingly for an instant!
Lin Shen looked carefully in that direction and could just make out a blurry figure standing behind a distant dead tree.
The figure seemed to be wearing a suit of silvery-white armor.
"Holy shit! Finally?!"
The blood in Lin Shen's veins instantly boiled!
All his anxiety and pretense turned into pure excitement!
"Everyone, listen up! Target spotted!!!"
Lin Shen drew the Bone Blade at his waist in one swift motion and shouted to the entire band of Cultists:
"Behind those trees! Looks like there's a lone Winterhold knight!"
"Everyone, follow me!! For the Holy Lord! Kill!!"
He gave Ovid and Priest Enkai no time to react!
The moment he finished shouting, Lin Shen unleashed every ounce of his strength and sprinted toward the tree like a mad dog off its leash!
"Holy shit! There really is someone?"
[You've Cried Already] reacted just as quickly. Without another word, he grabbed his weapon and followed, howling!
The sudden turn of events sent all fifty Cultists into a frenzy!
"They spotted a target? A heretic from Winterhold?"
"Captain Lin Shen's already charging! Keep up! Don't let him take all the credit!"
Spurred on by Lin Shen's frenzy.
The Cultists, who had long since grown impatient with waiting, instantly went red-eyed.
Without waiting for Ovid's orders, more than fifty people surged into the wilderness ahead like a dark red tide of blood, waving magic staffs and bone blades!