Nymeria and Tyene saw the dragon landing here, and the magic and fighting in the sky stopped, thinking that the battle was over.
They ran here on horseback and saw a giant dragon lying on the ground. Werther was also standing beside it. Two soul-like things were chatting. They thought it was something summoned by Werther and hurried to Werther to check.
Tyene also came over to treat Werther with her most basic healing skills.
Now Werther only dared to think in his mind, not daring to say a word. He took the hands of the two women and squeezed them, signaling them to stop talking. He was still thinking about countermeasures in his mind.
The two women had been with Witte for a long time, and were very familiar with each other's little moves. They immediately understood that the two souls were enemies, and Nymeria picked up her weapon and started to be on guard.
Dophas Panymeon came in a sedan. The slaves put down the sedan, and the soldiers lined up for the ceremony, but they were all looking at the two souls and the giant dragon as big as a mountain next to them.
Dofas got off the sedan and was about to talk to Werther, but was interrupted by a look from Werther. He thought Werther was seriously injured and was being treated, so he had to stop where he was.
The wretched heroic spirit was shaking his legs and looking at everyone. Lagerte was not worried when he saw his father like this. The spirits of the two began to become a little transparent. The wretched heroic spirit waved his hand, and the magic power entered the two bodies, and the color changed again.
Into a rich blue.
Until Dofas appeared, Laget spoke first, "Snow-white skin, platinum hair, purple eyes, sitting on a sedan carried by slaves, they look like our descendants."
The wretched heroic spirit waved to Dofas, "Come here!"
The two heroic spirits spoke High Valyrian, which is the language of dragons in the Elder Scrolls. Werther, Dofas and the dragon Audaweying who were present could all understand it.
It was also the first time for Dofas to see such a blue and transparent person, and he didn't know how to deal with it. Werther nodded to him, and he dared to get closer.
The wretched heroic spirit looked at his face and asked, "Name."
Dofas is one of the three consuls of Volantis, the head of the family, and one of the largest slave owners in the city. How could I have ever seen such a rude question, or two transparent people who don't know anything?
Want to get angry.
Lagot took a step forward and shouted "Name!"
Even as a spirit after death, he is still one of the most powerful dragon kings who has experienced hundreds of battles. His murderous aura instantly dispersed and enveloped Dofas, almost frightening him to his knees. The slaves and soldiers behind him were also frightened.
My body was so cold that I even forgot about my duty to protect my master.
Nymeria and Tyene's bodies also began to tremble, and Veit pulled them behind him and used his body to cover them.
"Dophas Panymeon." A trembling voice said the name from his mouth.
The wretched heroic spirit looked at Laget, who shook his head. "The surname I have never heard of may be a relative who has done meritorious service or a family of illegitimate children."
Despicable Heroic Spirit "How many descendants do you have? There is no trace of blood magic on this person."
Laget shrugged, "I have been dead for almost five thousand years, father. I really don't know about this matter."
The wretched heroic spirit looked like a street gangster with no momentum at all. Ragget was so powerful and respected him when he called him his father, but he also pretended to be crazy and stupid in front of him. Everyone present felt inexplicably strange.
At this moment, several spiritual dragon heads sprang out from various parts of the body of Lagot's corpse, the crowned ghoul.
As soon as the dragon's head left the body of the ghoul, it was sucked by Werther's dragon blood. The dragon spirit was pulled into filaments. A total of 12 dragon souls left the body of the ghoul and entered Werther's body.
Others cannot see souls, but the two heroic spirits are both dragonborn and can see them clearly.
"Then let's kill this Dragonborn together." After the wretched heroic spirit finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to kill. All of his first generation descendants were Dragonborn, and there were also a few grandchildren. The blood of subsequent descendants was diluted, but
There are a lot of them, so Dragonborn is not rare to him.
"Wait!"
Werther let go of the two women's hands, stepped forward and shouted loudly, using Chinese that he had not used in almost twenty years.
The wretched heroic spirit was stunned when he heard it, stopped and stood there.
Werther then said "Palace Yuye Wine!"
The wretched heroic spirit looked at Werther, wanted to open his mouth and then closed it. After a while, he wanted to speak again, but closed it again.
Everyone around looked at Werther and him, wondering why he stopped moving after Werther spoke a language he had never heard before.
Laget has never heard his father speak Chinese since he was born. The brothers and sisters have been speaking the most complicated and difficult to understand Dragon Language since they were young. Dragon Language can meet the speaking requirements, but the spells of Dragon Language magic are obscure and difficult to understand.
Throughout his life, he only learned four dragon roars from his father, and activated them after absorbing the souls of 12 dragons killed in battle.
After hearing what Werther said, he found that his father had not moved where he was, and there was no magic fluctuation. He was also very surprised.
Now Witte's heartbeat is extremely fast. This guy has been thinking for so long, whether he has lived here for too long and has forgotten the Chinese and this code. If so, then everyone present will die. Now he feels that his breathing has slowed down.
.
After thinking for a long time, the wretched heroic spirit finally said "One hundred and eighty cups?"
"Yes!"
Werther was instantly relieved and felt relaxed. He breathed a long sigh of relief. Now he was finally able to get along with his fellow countrymen.
The wretched heroic spirit looked at Werther carefully, and he remembered this secret code that only Chinese people over 20 years old knew.
Vette's next step was to deepen the relationship: "If you have free time on the weekend, Cadillac."
The wretched heroic spirit thought for a while, and suddenly looked at Werther with wide eyes.
He walked up to Werther, who was only 1.8 meters tall. He looked up at Werther, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, and said the second half of the sentence, "The Bath Emperor has arrived, two gentlemen!"
Finally picked up, Werther "Fart baby!"
The wretched heroic spirit looked at Werther up and down, "Bald head?"
Vittor nodded, feeling very happy that things had turned around today. But it is also possible that he had lived here for too long and his personality had changed a lot, which would be troublesome.
Werther and he confirmed each other's identities again, Werther did not kill his more than 5,000-year-old son, and the crisis was temporarily relieved.
The wretched heroic spirit "This is my home here. I want to take a look. Let's talk while we walk?"
"Let's go." Witte said to me, picking up the Dark Sisters and Bloody Scar Blade on the ground and handing them to the two women.
This place became ruins hundreds of years ago, and is now covered with dense jungles. It is no longer what it was thousands of years ago, but when he saw some of the remaining large wreckage, he could still distinguish where it was from back then. The two of them slowly stayed here.
Walking.
Laget discovered that his father and this man actually knew each other. Now he did not dare to ask more questions and just followed the two of them.
Nymeria held the giant sword, and Tyene followed with the Dark Sisters. Seeing Witte and the two women leaving, Dophas Panymeon called the slaves and soldiers to follow, but he didn't do it now.
Dare to sit in a sedan chair and walk on two legs like everyone else.
Only Audaweiying remains in place. It is not in danger here. No one or animal dares to approach its huge body now.
Although Werther and the wretched hero were colleagues, they had a good relationship, and later the two often drove around in his Cadillac.
The fart baby is not a real fart baby, but a colleague received a call from his mother while he was working. He turned on the speakerphone because he had no time on his hands, and the title of the fart baby was spread to the entire office over the phone.
The bald head is not really hairless, but before Werther traveled through time, when reading the news website, the advertisement column was always pushed with advertisements for hair enhancers and hair transplants. After being discovered by colleagues several times in a row, he was nicknamed bald.
The two of them recalled the beginning, and their relationship seemed to be back to the past.
Talking about things in this world again.
He and Werther traveled through time on the same day and at the same time. He brought the system of The Elder Scrolls 5 to travel through the body. The time he came here was five thousand years ago, and he appeared in a shepherd village.
At first, he only helped the development of the villagers. Soon he realized that the whole world was a barbaric and backward low-demon world, and gradually became ambitious to conquer the world. He began to form city-states, improve skills, summon dragons, start families, and eliminate other forces.
, it grew into a country step by step. The name of the country at that time was not Valyria. It was changed after his death and the civil war of the first generation of dragon kings.
Werther wanted to laugh when he heard him talking about starting a family. Knowing that he likes white hair, there happens to be a race of people with silver-gold hair and purple eyes in this world, which suits him exactly. As a result, this guy just created a whole nation.
At that time, the world was too backward and the population was small. His country could no longer develop after reaching a certain scale, so he began to study magic.
His summoning skills, magic artifacts and dragons inject new magic into this low-demon world, but the Holy Spirit and the demon gods simply look down on this poor place. He is basically the only person in this world who works around casually, paying homage to enchantments for the convenience of enchantment.
Slavery started.
He had also summoned Aoda Weiying back then. The dragon was one of the fragments of the Nine Holy Spirits Akatosh. He didn't know why another copy could appear in the same world. Maybe Akatosh was bored.
By raising your hand, the minds of the great gods cannot be guessed.
And Duneville was also summoned to this world. The first fourteen dragon eggs were the eggs laid by two dragons respectively. All the dragons in this world are the descendants of these two dragons.
Werther asked curiously after hearing this;
"No wonder I can absorb the dragon soul here. It turns out that's the case, but the eggs laid by two dragons? Are they both female dragons? How can they be born?"
The wretched heroic spirit turned to look at Aoda Weiying in the distance and chuckled, "I asked it before, but it just wouldn't tell me. But I guessed it, magic parthenogenesis."
Werther "So outrageous?"
The wretched heroic spirit "This method is not unusual. Don't we also have a species called the Desert Whiptail Lizard, which is parthenogenetic? There are also Komodo dragons that are both male, but they also have this ability. The key is magic.
Half of the dragon's body is made up of magic, and magic has no scientific basis."
After his death, the two dragons he summoned became wild dragons that no one could control. Every time they laid dragon eggs, they were thrown back to the Valyrian Empire for them to hatch. Eventually, because the magic power of this world gradually dried up, they came back to life.
Thousands of years of natural death.
The wretched heroic spirit "It's best not to summon Dunevir. The plague it brings far exceeds the contribution it can make. Many people died in this world at that time. I, my children, my grandchildren, and three generations worked together to stop the full outbreak of the plague."
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Duneviel brought a large number of plagues, and some of the most terrifying diseases have been eliminated by him, and now only greyscale, a slow-dying disease, remains.
He is also very open-minded about the demise of the country he founded.
"If it were 100 years after my death that my heroic spirit summoned me, I would do my best to save this country and destroy its enemies. If it were 1,000 years ago, I would be very angry and scold these unfilial descendants. But now it has been 5,000 years, for this country
My feelings are like reading a storybook, just remember it in your mind after reading it."
Werther "Then the disaster that destroyed the empire was a natural disaster or a **?"
"They are seeking their own death! The origin of blood and fire means that both can produce magic power. I designed a magic device that can make the volcano continue to erupt and replenish the magic power of the world. They are too greedy and endlessly expand the number of devices." The two talked about the demon god in the Elder Scrolls world again.
"In my later years, I became very proficient in the study of magic. I extracted the abilities of the fourteen dragon sacrificial masks, strengthened them and integrated them into the fourteen strongest descendants. The Dark Magic Scripture was integrated into my own body."<
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When Werther heard this, he analyzed that he might have had more than fourteen children at the time, and there were only fourteen masks, so he only chose the fourteen strongest ones.
After his death, these people with inherited talents may have killed others, thus triggering a war among the fourteen brothers. Laget killed three of them alone. He should have killed three of them.
That he expected it shows that his mentality at the time was ruthless enough and he pursued survival of the fittest for the sake of the continuation of the country.
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Despicable Heroic Spirit "Don't believe anything that the tentacle monster Hermaeus Mora says. I had a chance to live forever by being a dog for him. But I gave up and developed the Hall of Valor in this world, even though I was just a spirit.
I’m tired of it, but I’m also content.”
Witte: "Then can I summon the people from the Hall of Valor now?"
The wretched Heroic Spirit "No, I added restrictions when I created it. Only my blond and purple-eyed descendants can be summoned. You have to create a Hall of Valor belonging to your own bloodline."
His current state can last up to half an hour in this world. His direct descendants have perished, and his collateral descendants have no magical talent. If he returns to the Hall of Valor, he will never have the opportunity to enter this world, but he exists so
For a long time, I no longer care about these things.
The two exchanged and introduced their respective game system information. Witte rubbed his hands and asked him, "You came with all the items. Do you have any good things hidden?"
Wretch Heroic Spirit "On the mountain in front, there used to be a high tower. It was where I kept my magic books and weapons. When my children grew up, most of the powerful demon weapons were given to them."
He raised his arms and pointed with his thumb at the giant sword held by Nymeria. "But these weapons are too powerful, such as the Bloody Skar Blade. Except for my son, his descendants will be inferior to each other from generation to generation. In the end, he wields
A sword spirit is so tired that it is better to fight on a dragon. Many weapons are either collected by them or kept somewhere, but judging from the surroundings, most of them are buried underground."
The two walked towards the top of the mountain. The place was covered with thick soil and full of trees. His things had long been wiped out by the apocalyptic disaster.
The wretched heroic spirit also has magic detection like Werther. He stepped on the ground with his feet, and his detection range was much larger than Werther.
"There's one more!"
He touched the ground with his hand and output magic power to the ground. This should be a new magic he developed.
Bang~~~
A sword flew out from the ground, blasting the soil dozens of meters high. He stood up and stopped the magic, and the long sword in the air began to fall, and it was accurately inserted in front of Werther.
"I only found one. It has been enhanced by me and is not very powerful. At least it looks good. I can only give you this one."
This was a one-handed sword, and Werther pulled it out directly.
The entire golden sword body has a small amount of glyphs on the hilt, which is wrapped with magic thread. The most distinctive feature is the sword grid. Several ring decorations form a hollow part with a ball of light in the middle. The light is not dazzling. It is estimated that at night
It can illuminate a room, but when the light is emitted, it also coats the sword with layers of surging magic lines.
The Dirty Heroic Spirit "I don't know how many generations of descendants have used it, and it has gained quite a reputation. However, despite its beautiful shape, this sword does not fit well in the hand."