Chapter 145: Thousand Nights of Lion Roar

【A Jing, where are you?】

"...I think, maybe I've arrived now...oh puff!" Su Jing tightened his body, and half a second later, he hit a huge mountain rock hard.

The frost dragon hovered in the cold sky of the sky province, playing with the person hanging under his claws as a sling. Su Jing began to shrink his "Gluttony" whip, pulled himself up, and grabbed the dragon's claws tightly. Next, the dragon began to look for various rocks, and knocked Su Jing to the ground and hit the mountain hard, and it didn't matter even if it broke its own bones.

Su Jing felt that his whole body was smashed to pieces again, and this time the mountain rock felt particularly tough. He turned around and saw that the tower of the Magic Academy in Winter Castle was so far away that he could not even see the shadow. He grabbed the dragon's hind paw with one hand, and threw out the gluttony with the other hand. The silver whip crawled like a life, and clamped on the back of the frost dragon with barbs.

"Okay..." Su Jing glanced at the front of him, and there were mountains everywhere. One of the characteristics of Skyrim Province was cold, the other was many mountains, and there were tall and majestic mountains everywhere. The third was the underground was full of ancient dwarf ruins, abandoned bunkers and tombs of the kings. Su Jing was very suspicious of how they were arranged under the strata in an orderly manner without connecting with each other. In fact, Su Jing always felt that the maze and caves in Skyrim Province were enough to connect to a huge underground maze (and there were several layers).

He vaguely saw that there seemed to be a particularly huge mountain range in front of him, with a majestic peak, which looked like the highest mountain in Hosgar Province, the highest mountain in the sky province. It was the Throat of the World, the retreat of the Greybeards.

Su Jing no longer had random thoughts. He tightened the long whip in his hand, and the mechanical power pulled him up to the dragon's back. Then the restless beast under his crotch began to do various tricks in the air, trying to throw Su Jing off. Although these tricks could not really do anything to him, Su Jing was already feeling a little dizzy. He threw out his gluttony again, wrapped it around the dragon's neck, and then began to release the elemental power in his body with all his strength.

The extremely high temperature without reservation dyed the entire long whip into platinum. Under this high temperature, the frost dragon let out a painful wail. It tried its best to pounce towards the majestic mountain, as if it wanted to die with Su Jing.

But this time it was not so lucky. Su Jing's high heat energy whip burned its outer skin armor, followed by strong and powerful internal muscles, and then a bunch of nerves and tendons protected by the muscles. In fact, by the fifteenth second, the dragon had lost its life, and its residual momentum had not disappeared, and it carried Su Jing up the mountain with huge potential energy.

Six seconds before hitting the mountain, Su Jing spread his wings and faced the airflow vertically. The huge wind pressure pulled it away from the dragon's back. Then he clumsily flapped his wings in the air. It took him a while to find the right angle and glide down the airflow smoothly.

After a big circle on the top of the snow-capped mountain peak, Su Jing finally landed on the ground - if it was considered a "landing" to fall in the snow.

[Four-star adventurer Su Jing killed a four-star frost dragon]

【Combat Evaluation: Middle and Top】

[Reward: General Point 1500]

[Reward: Three-star props. Dragon Bone Axe]

【Three-star props. Dragon Bone Giant Axe】

[The two-handed battle axe made of dragon bones has no additional magic power. What is valuable is its tough nature and good magic flow. As well as its powerful magic breaking effect.]

"Huh... it's not bad yet." Su Jing lay down in the snow and gasped.

The cold wind blew, almost blowing his skin stiff. Su Jing got up. This seemed to be a platform square on the mountainside, with some small pillars here. He turned around and saw no surprise that a tall gray stone monastery was seen.

It is certain. This is the "throat of the world", the peak of Hosga, and in front of him is the monastery of the gray-bearded masters. It was then that Su Jing noticed that under the shadow of the monastery, there was always a man in a black robe staring at him with a calm gaze.

"Uh...what are you looking at?" Su Jing greeted the man.

"A man falling from the sky... with a dead dragon. Isn't it worth seeing?" The man's voice was low and magnetic. He lifted his hood, revealing a shiny head covered with gold and black patterns. A slender samurai sword inserted diagonally between his waist was swaying slightly.

"I'm pretty sure that the gray beard won't have such a edgy look." Su Jing smiled, "Hello, adventurer. Let me guess, ah, there's no need to guess such an obvious thing. Adventurers who support General Tulius will not be idle and come here to visit if you have something to do, so you must be the one who chose the main mission..."

"The Thousand Night Lion Roar." The bald man issued a strange name, "and I'm also very curious. According to my estimate, you should be working for Uffric now... Have you given up this mission and focused on digging treasures here?"

"It is natural to dig out treasures. There are many good things here..." Su Jing spread his hands, and he did not notice that the scabbard on the other party's waist began to vibrate slightly. The vibration was extremely subtle and difficult for the naked eye to detect, but the frequency was extremely high.

"But I haven't given up my mission and have a duel with another adventurer - isn't this exciting and interesting? I'm looking forward to the other party's ability to ask me any problems." Su Jing turned around gorgeously, and the vibration of the long knife on the other party's waist calmed down.

"It seems you enjoy this kind of adventure life, sir." The bald man stroked his head. Su Jing noticed that his body temperature and heartbeat were very stable. After switching to the spiritual vision, the other party's body emitted a kind of...the bright light of the talisman, or even more than the talisman, became a...the circle of mantras, many small golden Sanskrit, and some difficult-to-recognize words surrounded him and flowed slowly on his body.

These may be spells used to protect themselves to resist Su Jing's spying. Even the long sword on his waist was also wrapped in a dense layer of golden spells. It was like countless chains blocking the long sword.

"Miaofa Lianhua Village." As if seeing Su Jing's gaze, the bald man "Roars of Qianye Lion" introduced with a faint smile. "It's just a sharp knife."

Su Jing pursed the corners of his lips and stopped asking more questions.

After staring at Su Jing for a long time, Qianye Lion Roared and asked, "Do you need help?"

"……Um?"

"Do you need my help in the competition between you and your opponent? Although I may not be very strong, I have reached the peak of five-star. After completing the main mission, I may still have some free time." Qianye's lion roar was very calm.

“………No, no need. Thank you for your kindness, but I like fair competition.”

This guy doesn't look like a good man who is willing to take the initiative to help others... Su Jing subconsciously refused. Why did he say such words? Could it be... homosexual? Even though Su Jing has always been confident in his own charm, he is still a little confused when facing this situation.

"You don't accept my help, but the other side may not be as noble as you." Qianye Lion Roar said with a faint smile. "In fact, in this case of three parties' participation, my main task and I do not conflict with you, so I can choose any party to help - of course, I can wait for a price and sign a contract. Whoever pays a higher price, then I will help him..."

"…………………………” Su Jing's eyebrows slowly raised, and he stared at the bald man. After a moment, he chuckled, "It's interesting, it's really interesting. Let's add friends to each other. Then you can notify me of the other party's offer at any time..."

"No, I never add other people's friends." The bald man took a small step back, "Please forgive me. This is a quirk of mine. I don't like to add other people's friends."

Su Jing stretched out his hand and stopped in the air. Then he took it back. At this moment, behind Qianye's lion's roar, the heavy door was pushed open, and a blond woman wearing heavy steel armor walked out. She was carrying a long bow behind her back, and her eyes hidden under her helmet looked at Su Jing scrutinizedly.

"Please allow me to introduce this, this is Miss Angelina, a contemporary dragonborn, and then this is from the Storm Cloak..."

"Tom Su." Su Jing added.

"...Mr. Tom Sue. I can defeat a frost dragon alone, so I think everyone has a very solid understanding of his outstanding combat skills."

"I'm glad to know you, Mr. Tom Su." The dragon sees out a hand wearing a long armored glove, and Su Jing politely shook her.

"I heard you killed a giant dragon?" The dragon descended slightly anxiously, "Can you let me see the body?"

"That dragon corpse should be lying in front of the monastery, halfway up the mountain." Su Jing frowned and recalled the chaotic scene at that time.

"Thank you very much." Angelina nodded slightly. Su Jing knew why this was. Dragonborns could strengthen themselves by absorbing the souls of the dragon clan, and in an instant, they were well aware of the knowledge of dragon roar that ordinary Nords might have to practice for more than ten years to master. In fact, ordinary humans can also master the skills of dragon roar through hard work and research, but dragonborns could rely on their extraordinary talents to master them in an instant by absorbing the dragon soul - even more powerful than those gray beards who practice this.

Su Jing followed Qianye Lion Roar and Angelina's footsteps and stepped into the gray-bearded monastery. Thanks to the stone-made building materials, the temperature inside is not a few degrees higher than the wind and snow outside. However, the three people walking here are not ordinary people, so no one takes this seriously.

The architectural style here is simple and majestic, and the floor is like it is carved directly from mountain rocks. The three of them walked in the aisle for two minutes, and then they saw an old man wrapped in a dark gray robe standing in front of him. His back was slightly hunched, as if he was a little impatient with the severe cold. Under his hood, a bunch of gray beards tied together drooped down.

"I brought good news, Duwakin (the 'Dragonborn' in the Dragon Word). A dead dragon fell on the mountain road, and we can strengthen your power with its soul that has not yet dissipated in chaos."
Chapter completed!