Chapter 142: Dragonborn

“FUS-RO-DAH!!!”

On the plains in the central part of Skyrim Province stand a gray and white city, which is the only neutral city of snow. The great Gustav is the lord here.

Not long ago, the incident of a dragon attack on Heergen's execution ground had spread to the city. As the city closest to the place where the dragon disaster occurred, Gustav had sent his guards to step up his guards. The news was passed on from a traveler who escaped from Heergen.

At this moment, in the outskirts of the snowy city, a giant dragon that once flew in the sky fell in the frozen soil. A slender figure stood in front of the dragon corpse. Strands of platinum of white gold hair and cold eyes as cold as ice were exposed under the steel battle helmet. She held a bow and arrow in her hand, and was stopping to look at the dragon lying in the snow in front of her. The dragon corpse gradually turned into pieces of ashes and spots of light, leaving only a huge skeleton. A surging soul power was pouring into the body of the bow-holding warrior. This power was so powerful that it even brought up a faint blue spiritual wave, and the abnormal fluctuations in the air could be seen with the naked eye.

"…Try it, Dragonborn. You should be able to feel this power."

A man wrapped in a black robe stood behind her like this. A low voice was conveyed under her hood.

The warrior's lips were squirming, and as her will condense, an inexplicable force condensed in her chest. She opened her lips and a stream of rude energy blurted out. It was not relying on the vocal cords, but a curse formed by pure energy resonance squirted out of the cold air. The huge force was generated out of thin air, completely blowing away the corpse of a giant dragon as big as a hotel, and flew out more than ten meters.

The close guard leader of the snowman city, Lord Gustav, who was commanding the soldiers to withdraw the team, Iriles, narrowed her narrow eyes slightly. This power was stronger than she thought. It was enough to blow a whole group of soldiers away, and the person hit by this huge force... would probably be difficult to have the ability to continue fighting.

To be fair, this mysterious woman had just helped her defeat a giant dragon. As a comrade-in-arms who had fought with her, Eriles felt that she should not think about helping her like this. But due to the nature of the dark elf, she still subconsciously became alert to such a strong man.

【FUS-RO-DAH】

Unable to relieve power, one of the dragon roars.

Dragon Roar is the ancestral skill of the Nords. It is said to be taught by Ginales, one of the Nine Holy Spirits. Ginales is known as the Holy Spirit of the Sky and is called Ginane in the Sky Province. It is said that she is the widow of the Creator Demon Lock Khan, and the tears of her missing Lock Khan turned into raindrops. She taught the Nords Dragon Roar, a language that touched the essence of the world, in order to fight the tyranny of the world's devourer Oduin.

In ancient times, the Nords relied on Dragon Roar to fight in all directions. However, after a defeat in one battle, the king at that time believed that this was the consequence of the Nords' excessive use of God's gifts. So he ordered to reduce the use of Dragon Roar. This skill was passed down from generation to generation by the practitioners living on the "throat of the world" of the Great Snow Mountain, the highest peak in the sky province.

Dragon roar is an extremely difficult skill. Only a gray beard who is dedicated to practicing can master the essence of it through years of study, including the vocabulary and grammar of its dragon language, as well as vocal skills. However, there is a kind of person who can master the dragon roar without a teacher. Legend has it that these people flow with the blood of dragons, and they are called "Dragonborn" and Dragonborn.

All the dragon descendants that appeared in history are the most outstanding figures of the present. In the past, every emperor of the empire was a dragon descendant, with the power to use the dragon roar until the blood of the royal family was cut off. In the widely circulated "Book of Dragon descendants", the prophetic poem recorded in the last record seems to foreshadow that after the "World Devourer" reappears in the world, a dragon descendant will stop it again... just like the three dragon slaying heroes a thousand years ago.

"Oh my God... I've seen many strange stories, but a living dragon descendant... showed a real dragon roar in front of me... It's amazing. I think you should go back and report to Lord Gustav." Eriles glanced up and down at the dragon descend and the man in black robe behind her. This man in black robe always gave her an unspeakable sense of depression, as if facing some cold machinery... a bit similar to the mechanical puppets in the dwarf ruins, but he was more dangerous than those mechanical creations...

"Yes... report to Gustav..."

The platinum-haired female warrior took off her helmet and took a deep breath of the cold air. Her eyes turned and she slightly wiped the sweat from her face during the battle just now.

"Congratulations, Angelina." The black robe walked up and followed the footsteps of the female warrior smoothly. He wore a slender samurai sword around his waist, decorated with layers of ten thousand characters of pattern, and the shape of a lotus at the jaw of the knife.

"So, as you said, I absorbed a piece of time?" asked the dragon descendant, known as Angelina.

"Yes... as far as I know, all dragon souls are immortal fragments of time... fragments split from the immortal dragon Akatosh... and so are the dragons." The black robe's voice was calm and cold, "The inheritance of dragons does not depend on bloodline, but is the difference in the innate soul. Your soul is not the soul of human beings, but the pure dragon soul, a part of the separation from the body of Akatosh, a fragment of time."

"So, if as you said, Oduin is also a part of Akatosh?" Dragonborn asked slightly with his face turned to his face.

"Totally correct, Angelina." The grammar of the black robe was a bit strange. "Oduin can be said to be the half body of Akatosh, the god of time. Akatosh brought 'time' to this world, and Akatosh represented the 'end of time', so it became the 'devourer of the world', the giant dragon that brought destruction."

"According to your words... if I kill these dragons, I will be able to strengthen myself?" The dragon descended.

"Yes. Only the dragon descendants can truly kill a dragon because only you can truly destroy their souls. Only you can absorb and devour their souls with the same souls, so that they will completely disappear into this world. As long as you absorb more, the more dragon roars you will learn from these dragon souls and essentially approach the power of Oduin." The black robe lifted its hood, revealing a bald head painted with gold and black patterns.

Not only did he shave his hair, but he also shaved his eyebrows. He looked so white that he didn't look like a normal person. The circling and curved tattoos with black intertwined bring him a strange sense of evil. This is a unique painting art style in Buddhism, called mandala or Thangka. With the appearance and formlessness, he describes the runes of the Vajra Realm and the Fetal Hidden Realm at the same time in a painting. It is not only a painting, but also has powerful magic power, representing "wisdom" and "reason", from which the power of rules can be evolved.

"...Thank you, Qianye Lion..." The dragon descended hard to read the name.

"The Thousand Night Lion Roar."

"Thank you, Qianye Lion Roar."

The man in black robe, who looked like a monk, glanced at the city wall near in front of him, and his cold and ruthless eyes were like a blade. The long sword hanging around his waist sounded slightly on the sheath. He put two fingers on the scabbard and communicated softly with the sword:

"Don't worry, Miaofamura Masa... will be there soon."

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In the snow and snow, on the road leading to the Winter Fort, two travelers were trekking one after another.

"I can't understand, I, an amazing designer, and, I think it's so to say, a scientist, now has to walk, and in two days, to a strange island, cut a bunch of frost ghosts that have no grudges and grudges from me. Isn't this full and full?! How do these storm capes work?! I can't understand!"

"Just just think it's time to travel, don't be so angry." Sadako Yamamura said with a smile.

"No, I'm not angry." Su Jing raised his hand and said, "I'm just moving my body here. In this damn northern weather, I feel like I'm almost frozen - the geomagnetic detection device still needs to be adjusted. The magnetic field here is so strange that it's hard to understand. I don't know if it's because of the minerals buried underground or something else, such as the ancient tombs and underground mazes that are three or five steps apart. This interactive energy field makes the geomagnetic here... difficult to adapt!"

Su Jing made an exaggerated move.

"But... don't you have wings..."

"With wings, there are wings, and if you can't fly, you can't fly. These are two things that have no logical connections. Come on, let's not discuss wings, change the topic. For example...what spell do you want to choose?"

"Uh...I don't think I can learn it..."

"It's very fast to get proficiency... By the way, this is not a game... But with such strong mental power, the spells in this world should not be a big problem for you."

"Let me think about it... maybe... the change and the treatment system?"

As he spoke, a sound of giant wings flapping came from the distant sky, followed by a slight distant roar.

The two of them looked up at the same time. A huge black dragon was rising in the air about a few thousand meters away. It quickly fluctuated its wings and flew to the top of the clouds.

"…………Is that a dragon? So beautiful..." Sadako Yamamura murmured to herself.

"Such big body... I'm afraid this is the final boss Oduin. This guy dug graves around in Skyrim Province and summoned the dead dragon to cause trouble. It's really..."

Halfway through his words, Su Jing's pupils shrank slightly.

"dragon."

"What?" Sadako Yamamura didn't hear it clearly.

"It is...summoning the dragon!!"

Su Jing held Sadako Yamamura's hand and ran forward.

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Chapter completed!