God-level Demon Hunter

"In the past two days, I have almost fully understood the knowledge I learned from the stone tablet. It is a dragon's roar called Unshakable Power... It is engraved into my body like an instinct." Frien's face was excited at first. , and then showed a bit of confusion, "But I still lack something crucial to release the unshakable power. My intuition tells me that I have to get in close contact with the dragon again. The Xueman collar is the most likely to be attacked by them." where it was attacked."

Unknowingly, the attitude of the dragonborn has undergone a huge change, from avoiding the dragons at the beginning to actively chasing them.

"Once I grasp that power," his brown eyes sparkled, revealing a kind of longing, "then Lord Balgruuf will definitely reward me well? Why don't you find a wife?"

"Eh..." Roy wiped off his cold sweat. He is the only one who knows the identity of the other party. Is it so easy for a dragonborn to be satisfied?

Awell nodded in agreement, "I have been chasing everything related to dragons for most of my life, although I have nothing to do with dragon roars."

"Dude..." Fryn said, "When I understand it thoroughly, I might be able to guide you!"

"Haha, I'm just waiting for your words!" There was a wretched smile on Awell's face, "I'll invite you to drink with the Banner Mare when I have time, without Sanjin, maybe some other demon god, Faren Didn’t Jia say that there are sixteen demon gods? In short, I will stay with you in Xueman.”

"At that time," he waved his hand in a rare and bold way, "I can also claim the title of dragon slaying warrior! In that way, I have fulfilled my promise to my child."

His tone dropped again, sadness and longing froze between his brows, and his eyes dimmed.

Then he glanced in awe at Golden Eyes.

Even without this wish, his "leader" is here, and he can't go anywhere else,

He was lucky that the other party was at least reasonable.

"May I ask, Awell, what's the matter with your child? I didn't make it clear last time I drank. If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"When I was still living in Dugu City, I had a daughter, but she had been sick and passed away for many years, but she still has one wish that has not been fulfilled."

The High King, the supreme leader of the nine territories of Skyrim, lived in Solitude when he was still alive.

"What wish?"

"It all started with..." said Avel, "a traditional festival in Solitude called Burning Olaf."

"Olaf?" Fryn's heart trembled.

"That's right, it's Olaf the One-Eyed, the first owner of Dragon's Landing Castle in Snowman City, the Nord who killed the dragon, and the ancestor of the current lord Balgruuf." There was also a mocking smile on the corner of Avel's mouth, "A long time ago, the Bard Academy in Solitude thought that Olaf's killing of the dragon was just a fabricated lie and that he was a shameless liar, so they created an annual festival to burn Olaf's scarecrow to express A disdain for liars."

Roy and Fryn looked at each other.

For the ruler of Skyrim Province to allow such a festival to exist, isn't that just slapping Balgruuf in the face?

There may be a reason why Balgruuf remains neutral and does not choose sides between the Empire and the Stormcloaks.

"Not all the people in Solitude think so. My daughter Flynn firmly regards Olaf as the hero who defeated the dragon." Avel's eyes shot out the tenderness of memories, "But she has no way to prove it. After all, the giant Dragons have disappeared for thousands of years, and Olaf the Nord's victory over the dragon is just a legend. Until she fell ill and died, my incompetent father couldn't find evidence for her!"

"After her death, I can only search for ancient ruins and find the power of the Nords to defeat the dragon." Awell took a deep breath, "Now the dragon has returned to the sky, so I want to stay in Snowman City to look for that opportunity Witness the feat of humans slaughtering dragons!"

"Fulfill Flynn's last wish."

Fryn put his shoulders on his shoulders, admiringly said,

"Okay buddy, I'm more courageous than me! But I want to go crazy with you!"

"Slaying a dragon is not that simple, and Xueman's soldiers (as cannon fodder) are indispensable, and soldiers alone are definitely not enough," Roy recalled the experience in Holy Land Town, where a group of soldiers shot arrows at the behemoth in vain, and were instantly burned to the ground. coke.

"After seeing the court mage, let's chat with Lord Balgruf again to find out Xueman's coping strategy, we can't always be passive! Maybe we can get some other benefits during the period, such as Xueman's house or something."

Speaking of this, Roy asked the two to rush to Longlin Fort first.

And he took out the hand crossbow, pulled the trigger, and his figure pierced through the air with the arrow, jumping out of the wall.

After several ups and downs, I left the huge rock where Xuemancheng was located, and came to the plain above a big banyan tree that had grown for more than 100 years, with a verdant canopy, and hugged by two people.

Hold your breath and concentrate, let go of your body and mind.

Put your hands on your waist, make fists, bend your knees, inhale...

An image of a dragon head full of desire for destruction instantly condensed in his mind.

At the same time, a faint glow overflowed the brown fur armor all over his body, and the pupils intertwined with dark gold and silver gray suddenly transformed into the scarlet vertical pupils like Alduin's.

A hazy and distorted black light lingered around his body, revealing a black scaled dragon crawling on the ground, screaming——

"Voss—"

Roy yelled at the banyan tree.

The phantom dragon grew a bloody mouth at the same time.

A tiny corner of the huge sleeping skeleton in the center of the earth is pried by the unique rhythm!

It took a little bit of strength!

On the ground, the air current is surging!

"boom!"

The witcher took a deep breath, his solemn face returned to calm and relaxed,

"Dragon Roar plus the two enhanced Blood Qi Slash, I have a little bit of capital to contend with the dragon."

He turned away.

Behind him, the huge and lush banyan tree was broken in the middle, revealing a rough section and rings of growth rings.

The lower half was uprooted.

The upper half was shaken to pieces by an invisible force, flying seven or eight meters, the branches and emerald green leaves slapped heavily on the ground, as if playing a battle song towards that distant figure!

Chapter 15 Cooperation

Located on the top of the boulder, overlooking the entire Snowrun City, in Dragon's Landing Castle, the morning light came in from the window sill.

"So Xue Rui's soul has been transferred into this sword? It's unbelievable. More than twenty enchanting documents tell me that the injection of soul energy is irreversible, and it is impossible to transfer from one weapon to another." Under the hood His thin face was filled with amazement, and he stretched out his hand to caress the dark blade of Arondette in the hands of the demon hunter.

"Golden Eye, how on earth did you do it?"

Roy was silent.

Farengar was not angry either, the more he observed, the more surprised he was, "Unusual elemental runes... The enchanting skills of this sword are completely different from Skyrim, no, from the whole of Tamriel! "

Of course, Roy said in his heart, this enchanting technique comes from another world, and it has been optimized by the template.

This soul weapon is absolutely unique in the world.

Accompanying him for so long, after many times of strengthening, when he holds the sword in his hand and empty handed, his combat effectiveness is heaven and earth.

"Normal enchanted weapons, every time they attack an enemy, will transfer the soul energy in the weapon to the enemy's body to cause magical effects, such as freezing and burning."

"But your Arondite doesn't need to consume soul energy, so does every attack draw energy from the sword holder's body, or is it from the surrounding environment, similar to the permanent enchantment of armor? This breaks the need for weapon enchantment The iron law of charging with soul stones, a great change!"

"However, most of the attack effects have become probabilistic triggers, and the soul enchantment steadily transmits destructive magic energy to the enemy's body every time it attacks, which is another kind of weakening. The advantages and disadvantages are equally obvious." Faren added. Whispering his beard for a moment,

"Obviously, rich people are suitable for enchanting soul stones." Awell interjected, "Ordinary people, like me, prefer the enchanting method on the sword Golden Eye, which saves time and effort!"

"It makes sense, but the magic of this sword is more than that." Farenja whispered in a dazed manner, "There are six or seven kinds of enchantments at the same time, but they are in peace with each other, without any conflicts."

"The enchantment teacher at East Castle College told me repeatedly that a piece of equipment can have at most two types of enchantment, even the best enchanter in Tamriel can only do this, otherwise, it will either be invalid or explode directly. Even in Mora's library, there is no such knowledge of enchanting, right?"

"Who is responsible for the various enchantments on this sword?" Farenja held Roy's hand frantically, "Could it be that you are a hidden master of enchantment?!"

"Golden Eye comes from another continent, a place called Novigrad, probably from that technology." Fryen glanced at Arondette, envy flashed across his plain face, the sword In no way inferior to Goodwishire.

He especially remembered the feeling of cutting iron like mud and severing everything when wielding Guvithir in the Temple of the Fallen Falls.Too bad I only borrowed it once.

He is not without envy, how can one person own two peerless swords!

"It's a pity that I have to go all out to analyze Dragonstone and find out the whereabouts of the dragon as soon as possible." Farengar sighed, "Otherwise, I will take a while to study the structure of this sword carefully, and the whole of Tamriel will be destroyed by then." A whole new school of enchantment has appeared!"

"However, Your Excellency Golden Eye, can you lend me the sword to study?"

Roy shook his head, stroked the blade of the sword tenderly, and returned the sword to its sheath.

This is his soul weapon, how can this old man study it upside down?

Not to mention that he didn't agree, neither did Xue Rui!

If there is a chance to bring other enchanted weapons in the future, let him do it.

He is also thinking about finding a time to buy a few sets of high-quality armor from this world, and ask the other party to help enchant them.

The mage glanced at Arondette reluctantly, and took a deep breath to calm down his restless mood.

"Sorry, I lost my composure. How could I tell others such important knowledge so easily? Let's stop talking about enchanting for now. What are the three plans going forward?"

"Continue to stay in Snowrun City for a while..." Frian blurted out, "Waiting for you to research the secret of Dragonstone and find the weakness of the dragon."

"Then you have to wait."

"Farenga, we still have some doubts..." Frian asked according to the topic discussed by the three of them, "If the giant dragon attacks Snowrun, how does Lord Balgruuf plan to deal with the crisis? Let the soldiers of Snowman City guard Shooting arrows on the ground to the sky? How many people do you have? Dozens, hundreds? To be honest, if the strength of the giant dragon is at the level of Shengdi Town, of course I think it should be much weaker than that black dragon. Still Difficult as hell."

"Why are you three interested in this question? If I remember correctly, you are not even considered Xueman people." Farenja asked.

"We have witnessed the tragic scene of the dragon slaughtering the holy land town and killing countless Nord compatriots. We can't just sit idly by!" Fryn said half-truthfully according to Golden Eye's guidance, "not to mention being a Nord , If you can kill a giant dragon, wouldn’t it be an honor to be compared with the founder of Dragon’s Landing Castle, One-Eyed Olaf?! At that time, I believe that any territory in the sky will open the door to us!”

The mage was shocked, as if he had re-acquainted a few people, "The three are worthy of the name of warriors. After experiencing the disaster of a dragon, others wished to hide as far away as possible, but you took the initiative to come together. Follow me Let's go to the main hall, only the lord knows Xueman's strategy against the giant dragon. Since you are interested in helping Xueman, you might as well listen to it."

Afterwards, the three of them followed Farenja into the main hall of Dragon's Reach Castle, and the latter whispered a few words to the stalwart Balgruuf on the throne.

The lord's calm and sharp gaze swept over the three of them with a wave of admiration.

"It's rare for Xueman to usher in three such warriors. I can tell you clearly that Xueman's soldiers are now scattered in several towns in the territory, and some of them have to be left to guard the city. Send three to forty people."

"I hate fighting, but as Xueman's court mage, once the dragon appears," said Farengar, who was standing on Balgruf's right hand, bowing. "I will also contribute. Although we can't completely kill the dragon, we can at least destroy its body."

"What does it mean that you can't kill the dragon completely?" Fryn asked.

"Giant dragons are not ordinary beasts. They are not affected by time and are eternal. Ordinary people will kill their bodies at most..." Balgruuf said in a deep voice, "Only a kind of people called Dragonborn can remove them from the world." Destroy it from the inside to the outside, and destroy its real core—the soul! It's a pity that the dragonborn hasn't appeared in this world for a long, long time."

Roy glanced at Fryn, who touched his head inexplicably, knowing nothing about his identity.

But with this guy, they have the possibility of destroying the dragon, but after thinking about it, Roy did not disclose Frien's identity to Balgruf and the others for the time being. After all, there is no evidence, who would believe this fool The kid is a legendary Dragonborn.

Roy also wanted to figure out, could his template devour the soul of a dragon like a dragonborn?

Frien rubbed the back of his head, "My lord, do dragonborn have a high status?"

Balgruuf smiled, "Thousands of years have passed, when there were no giant dragons, the dragonborn also had no use."

"But now, the giant dragon has reappeared, and the dragonborn is very likely to become the savior of Xueman, and even the entire Skyrim Province!"

"Wherever he goes, he will be treated as a guest of honor."

"Essentially, the dragonborn can absorb the core of the dragon and transform it into its own nutrients, and quickly learn a power called the dragon's roar, and use it to compete with the dragon." When it comes to the dragon's roar, Balgruuf seems to be attracted Touching the memories of the past, "Ordinary people can also learn the dragon roar, but the time and energy spent is hundreds of times that of the dragonborn."

"Oh?" Frian became interested, "My lord, as far as you know, is there anyone in the world who still masters the dragon roar?"

"Of course, there has always been a group of hermits in Tianji Province. They have passed down the Dragon Roar from generation to generation, but only in a very small range." He paused and sighed, "I also went to ask them for advice when I was young. The way of the dragon's roar, it's a pity that I only wasted a lot of time in the end, and it turned out that I was not that material, but another lucky one... Uff..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were jealous, disgusted, and admired.

Roy didn't expect that someone else in Skyrim province could hold the Dragon Roar?Then wouldn't he be able to ask these hermits for advice.

"Ahem, my lord," Frien asked Roy first, "How do you find the hermit you're talking about?"

"There is no need to look for them. They will take the initiative to call the dragon descendant and impart their dragon roar to relieve the crisis brought by the dragon." Balgruuf was vague, and then had a deep meaning, as if he was ironic, "Ordinary people should Stay true to your duty, don't pursue power that doesn't belong to you, otherwise you will breed ambitions that you shouldn't have, and lead yourself to destruction!"

Roy fell into hesitation when he heard the words. Hearing what Balgruf said, even if he showed the dragon's roar now, it would not prove that he was a dragonborn, but it might arouse his inexplicable disgust.

He thought about it, he hadn't fully grasped his unshakable power, he had to continue to be proficient, and he didn't have to rush to pursue the next dragon roar.

"Lord Balgruuf, court mage, and chief advisor, forgive me for saying this, if Xueman leads dozens of soldiers to shoot arrows at a giant in the sky, release lightning and flames, in an attempt to defeat them," Ah Verdeiroi sent a message, "Don't you think this is ridiculous? It's a giant dragon! Thirty or forty ordinary people are not enough to burn it. It also has indestructible teeth and a tail. It breathes fire and even summons meteorites." meteor."

Balgruuf was silent.

Chief Advisor Proventus moved his lips.

Farenja explained,

"Not all giant dragons have the terrifying strength comparable to that in Holy Land Town... According to my excavation of ancient literature, dragons are divided into at least five levels according to their strength--dragon, blood dragon, ice dragon, ancient dragon, and ancient dragon. Dragon. Holy Land Town is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of dragons. I even suspect that it is the legendary Alduin the World Eater who appeared in the first era. Needless to say, it is rare... and Snowman City is capable of dealing with the lowest level, And the most common dragon."

"Be prepared, Your Excellency has no other plans?" Awell asked,

"For example?" Balgruuf raised his hand towards him to signal him to continue.

"Contact with other territories, establish an offensive and defensive alliance, and jointly resist the attack of the giant dragon, such as Phryx Territory not far from Xueman."

"We've already discussed it..." Proventus shook his head and sighed, "Now, there are only traces of the dragon in Holy Land Town, but there is no news from other places."

"The difficulty is that we don't know how many dragons there are in total, nor do we know when they attack, and what is their purpose?" said the chief advisor. In the territory! Where is the superfluous coalition of forces?"

Awell took a deep breath and bowed to the people around the throne, "Sorry, I took it for granted."

"No need to apologize, your name is Aville, right? You thought of these questions alone?" Balgruuf asked, his eyes softened.

This is what Golden Eyes told me to say.