All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 120 Dragon Guardian God

"Armor for protection!" Dumbledore, a mature and steady old educator, used the Iron Armor Curse to block the dragon's breath.

The Dragonborn looked at Milak who was riding the dragon with envy. Everyone was traveling with him. Why was his style of painting so cool?

Dragons soar in the sky, and no mortal can defeat them.

Facing the siege of four giant dragons, Dumbledore almost couldn't hold back the Iron Armor Curse.

"Let's fly up and fight them!" Brelina mustered up her courage. The mages also did the same thing when they faced the incoming dragon in Winterfort. With Dumbledore here, they can still use [Lock Tongue Seal] Throat] blocks dragon roar.

"No, the dragons are very powerful, and the sky is their territory. It is very difficult for us to win." Nellos raised an objection. The dragon's dive can smash the city wall, and it is the steel and iron to face such a sky overlord. We also have to weigh it.

At this time, the dragon-slaying expert Dragonborn had to take action. As early as half a month ago, he had traveled through time through the power of the ancient scrolls and learned the Dragon Roar [Dragon Soul Tear] of the ancient Nord hero. This is an ability. The powerful roar that brings a death experience to dragons can deprive giant dragons of their power, causing them to fall from the sky and let them be slaughtered.

Seeing the right moment, the Dragonborn opened his mouth and roared: "JoorZahFrul!"

An icy blue shock wave rushed through the sky and hit the dragon that Miraak was riding.

Howling in pain, the dragon crashed onto the island.

Milak jumped up and stopped on the deck railing of the North Sea Ghost. He looked through the mask and stared at the Dragonborn, "Finally it's time for us to meet. The first Dragonborn and the last Dragonborn gathered here. On the verge of The apotheosis of destruction, Apokofa, cannot restrain my footsteps, but I will devour you and return to the world with the help of your soul.”

More and more dragon descendants came out, confronting their predecessors tit for tat.

Dragons circle and the sea roars.

Everyone held their breath and stood under the shining sky.

Brelina felt the coldness of the sea breeze and unconsciously raised her head. Unknown when, countless blue curtains erected in the gloomy sky. These distant and huge doors are silent in the sky like celestial bodies, like labyrinth walls spanning light years, dividing the atypical sky.

She had no idea what was happening high above. So far in the battle, there have been no casualties on our side. The hull of the North Sea Ghost was cratered, but the main structure was not damaged. Now, they face the final battle.

Azula bless. Tower King bless you.

Victory will be theirs, it will be.

Mirak stared at the dragonborn, and mocked in his serious and arrogant tone: "You don't know anything about the power I have, don't you? Even so, you still dare to step into the different scriptures and fight against me."

The blond Nord man has a serious expression. Although he has always been optimistic and joking, as if he doesn't care about anything, everyone has the impression that he is a good man. If you ask him for anything, you will get a good result. Finish.

But in fact, Dragonborn is not a fool who responds to requests. Although he has amnesia, he is never confused in his heart.

"You are endangering people's lives on Southam Island. Miraak, you are poisoning civilians with illusions. I want to stop you."

"All great undertakings will extract the benefits of others, and this process is destined to be cruel and painful. But I have given them peace of mind. Bathed in my teachings, they will gain truth and happiness."

"It seems you have gone crazy and think you are powerful enough to defeat the heroes in the world."

"That's right, even the giant dragons surrendered to my roar, and you are no exception!" Miraak roared.

"GolHahDov!" [Dragon Roar·Forced Will]

The dim shock wave hit the Dragonborn, and his eyes suddenly went blank.

On the deck of the North Sea Ghost, everyone realized that something was wrong.

"Dragonborn is controlled by Mirak's magic!" Lydia was shocked, and immediately drew his sword and rushed towards Mirak.

Facing Lydia's charge, Miraak was indifferent, but the Dragonborn met his former companions with swords and knocked Lydia back with one sword.

Everyone on the deck was also a little anxious for a while.

"Rescue the Dragonborn first."

"Someone has to stop Miraak, and those dragons!"

Ms. Moon Shadow said with a relaxed tone, "Leave those dragons to me."

Nelos complained in a low voice that he was a coolie, and then he rushed to face Mirak.

"Oh? A Dwemer? No, I know you, Master of Thelmishilin, and Mora loves what you share."

"Fuck the devil's grandmother!"

The brass battle armor slammed into motion, and Neros threw his fist at Mirak.

Milak dodged and then let out a dragon roar: "GolHahDov!"

The mind-controlling dragon roar hit Neros, but was blocked by his armor, which inherited the philosophical weaponry of the Dwemer Brass God and had strong magic resistance.

Seeing that his trick was in vain, Milak became serious and used the dragon roar again, "MulQuaDiiv!" [Dragon Soul Awakening]

The boiling dragon soul turned into a magnificent spiritual armor, covering Mirak's whole body. He swung his long sword to attack the thick brass armor.

Bang bang bang!

You come and go, sparks burst out, as if this is not a battle between two humans, but two furious mammoths. A punch or a kick can penetrate the steel plate, and the structure of the ship's hull has changed due to their fight. Not long after, they broke through the upper deck and fell into the cabin to continue fighting.

The battle started, and the flying dragons swooped towards the deck of the North Sea Ghost.

Ms. Moon Shadow raised her hand and summoned a silver longbow, and flew into the sky to meet the dragon, "Go and help the dragonborn, I will deal with these little guys."

The silvery longbow condensed the brilliant arrows and shot them out suddenly, turning into a torrential rain.

The dragon was hit by an arrow, both eyes were destroyed, and it dived into the sea in pain.

When she is here, it is God's territory, and the dragons cannot intrude upon it.

On deck, the crew surrounded the Dragonborn.

The Dragonborn was controlled by Miraak and attacked everyone.

"Vuss, Luoda!" [Indomitable Force]

A roar directly shattered Dumbledore's Iron Armor Curse.

The old mage shook his body and cast the God-calling Guard. The silver phoenix flew out and circled the dragonborn's shoulders, briefly waking him up.

"Dragonborn, hero of Nord, please wake up and don't indulge in evil magic." Lydia was wounded in the shoulder and bleeding, but she still shouted to her companions.

The dragonborn looked struggling. Obviously, the dragon roar of [Forced Will] was difficult to deal with.

Dumbledore's tone was calm, and his local dialect was already very good: "His heart is filled with evil noises. It makes him lose his way."

Brelina cast a soothing spell in an attempt to free the Dragonborn from her control.

Ms. Moon Shadow spoke in the air: "Dumbledore, teach him to use the Patronus Charm."

"He has no wizard blood."

"He is a dragon." Ms. Moon Shadow chuckled, "The Goddess of Time."

Dumbledore stuffed the Elder Wand into the dragonborn's hand, "Young man, think of happy things in your mind, and read to me."

The dragonborn closed his eyes, his expression slightly painful, but he still nodded.

"ExpectoPatronum!"[Calling God to Protect]

A ball of fierce silver light spurted out from the tip of the staff, and then, a huge ball of mist rushed out and turned into a fuzzy dragon in mid-air.

In the stare of everyone, the dragon patron saint let out a carefree roar.For a moment, the dragons controlled by Mirak cringed in horror, as if the phantom flying in the sky was the king of the dragon clan.

Dumbledore stroked his beard and praised the dragonborn's spellcasting talent, "It's a pity that he is a bit older, otherwise he could have come to Hogwarts and become a transfer student."

One more chapter will almost complete the explanation. Everyone must be anxious to see this, how can this dog author be so good at it (annoyed)! But don't be impatient, let me be impatient first. I'm going to Middle-earth in two days. The plot of The Hobbit involves a dragon. Do you want the Dragonborn to take part? Or let the protagonist turn Smaug into a small animal and bring it back to Hogwarts to raise?