The deal with Dagon was completed, the consciousness returned to the body, and the conversation in the realm of annihilation only lasted a moment in the world where Werther lived.
Feeling that the dagger piercing his chest was being resisted by a hard object, Werther pulled out the dagger. The wound on his chest expanded into a small round hole, and his heart had turned into a black stone with lava flowing on the surface. It no longer beat, exuding a weak
red light.
The scorching power suppressed the black water, and the power of Witte's dragon soul barely achieved an unstable three-way balance.
"hehe!"
Being spied on by Dagon in his mind in the realm of annihilation, Werther did not dare to think wildly. Werther only laughed out loud after returning to his own world.
Ordinary people are stabbed to death or maimed by demon weapons, but Dragonborn can take the initiative to communicate with the demon behind the weapon. It's just a contract to sell oneself. Once you sell it, you sell it, and you sell it several times. Who said you can only have sex with one demon god?
Deal! The prince also has a long sword called Dawnbreaker, and behind it is Meridia, the demon god of light.
With Hermaeus and Dagon in my body, I can also have one more! This is the true talent of the Dragonborn, who was given dragon blood by Akatosh, and can be compatible with the power of multiple demon gods at the same time!
Audaweiying flew over at low altitude, and Werther stretched out his mage's hand to grab its feet, and quickly climbed onto the dragon's back.
"Oda Weiying, find a place to land!"
There were not many wounds on Odaweying's body, but more wounds inside his body. Every blow of the mace was accompanied by Morag's cold power, penetrating into the body and damaging the dragon's bones and internal organs.
Witte cast several healing spells, but they only stopped the dragon's wounds from bleeding and could not dispel the cold power in its body. The damaged bones and internal organs could not be healed. For the first time, Audaweiying's flying posture seemed to be struggling.
"Dragonborn, you smell so disgusting!"
Morag saw the scorching energy of the Annihilation Realm in Werther's chest, and stopped attacking Odaweying. He waved his mace and rushed towards Werther.
While the other party was free to talk, Werther had to concentrate, as any mistake would lead to death.
The function of the black stone on the chest is to expel Morag when inserted into it. It does not bring much improvement in strength to Werther himself. It only fills up the magic power. There may be other functions, but Werter does not have time to study it at the moment.
Boom boom boom~ A series of fireballs hit Morag's face. He didn't even dodge and directly caught it with his face. The first thing to burst out of the burning flames were the white fangs on the dark and ferocious face.
No longer fighting head-on with the opponent like before, now most of Werther's magic power is used to increase his speed, and a small part is used to attract and contain him.
Feeling the attack coming, Werther tried his best to fall back to dodge.
"not enough!"
He raised his hands and blasted two fireballs into the sky. He pushed his body down with the force of the shock when launching and barely escaped the attack. When the mace passed against the tip of his nose with a low sound of breaking through the air, the spikes on it were pierced.
There was a big gash on Werther's face.
The blood flowing out cannot be wasted! The magic power transformation is activated, and all is converted into magic power by Werther.
Holding the dragon scale with one hand, more than twenty dragon souls stretched out and bit Morag from all directions. One of them bit the thorns on the dragon's back and pulled Witte's body away.
Morag raised his hand and swept the mace several times. The dragon soul spirit body was scattered and retracted into Witte's body. However, when he attacked the dragon soul, Witte also gave Witte a chance.
Taking out the black stone from his chest and holding it tightly in his hand, Werther exploded his magic power and stabbed Morag's feet with all his strength.
Morag raised his feet and ducked sideways, then turned around and punched Werther.
Werther did not choose to dodge this time, but raised the black stone and stabbed at the huge fist.
As expected, when he was about to hit Werther, Morag withdrew his fist.
"Hahaha!" This was the first time that Werther had laughed sincerely in the battle. Morag, who had always ignored all hard-hit attacks against him, dodged!
The huge Morag moves extremely fast and fiercely. Werther does not want to face him directly now, but only wants to find a way to get close and insert the black stone into him, or lure him to jump off the back of Odaweying.
In Morag's perception, the clone, this little trick is just a magic ball, which is a pure waste of magic power.
Flame, Werther constantly used fireballs with minimal power to hit the opponent to attract attention.
The dragon soul was regarded by Werther as more than twenty hands to help him move quickly.
Lightning, the full force of magic can make Morag move, but it can't hurt him at all.
The dragon roars and the body enters the void and will be hit by Morag.
All magic is just a trick in front of the demon god who is good at fighting. Only the black stone in his hand makes Morag afraid.
Since he refused to go down, in order to delay the landing of Odaweying, Werther started a fight around Morag on Odaweying's back.
Aodaweiying clung to the sea, and behind him, the originally sunny and calm sea suddenly turned into dark clouds, lightning, thunder, hurricanes and wild waves. When the waves passed, the sea was full of sea creatures with their bellies turning.
The orange continental coastline finally came into view.
During the flight, his back suffered multiple heavy blows from Morag. Audaweiying flapped his wings with all his strength, climbed over the towering rocks from the sea, lost all his strength, and fell heavily on the coast.
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The giant dragon fell to the ground, and countless trees and rocks were lifted into the air, plowing a nearly kilometer-long ravine in the orange mud before it stopped.
The moment he landed, Werther was thrown out by inertia. Unexpectedly, the silent Aoda Weiying was so seriously injured. Werther, who was flying in the air, aimed at the dragon's body and threw another healing spell.
Stabilizing his body and dodging several tree trunks falling from the air, Werther rushed to Morag again and found that his arm had been inserted into Odaweying's eye socket.
After blocking countless attacks for Werther along the way, Aoda Weiying had no power to fight back. He said in the spiritual link:
"Dragonborn, kill me and absorb my soul, Morag is turning me into a vampire!"
"Oda Weiying, your sacrifice will not be in vain!" It is not Werther's style to hesitate in battle, and he quickly jumped to the side of the dragon's huge body: "Ziil~~Los~~Dii~~Du!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is Witte's last dragon roar infused with dragon soul. It is the only four-character dragon roar created by Milak, and it is only for giant dragons.
Word magic: Devour the soul.
The ritual of transforming the dragon into a vampire was interrupted. The dragon's flesh and blood quickly dissipated, and its soul turned into beams of light and was sucked into Werther's body.
"Ignorant mortal!" Morag raised his arm and grabbed Oda Weiying's soul. Werther immediately pulled the dragon soul and flew towards Morag, but was also caught in his other hand.
Just when Morag thought he was sure of victory, Duneviel's dragon soul flew out and bit him in the face. At the same time, Odaweying's soul also left his body and turned around to bite his face.
Two dragon souls bit at his face, and mud-like blood flowed all over his face, covering Morag's eyes.
At this moment, a pool of black water on the ground suddenly rose up, holding up a black stone flowing with lava and digging into the sole of Morag's foot.
A space crack opened behind Morag, and a powerful attraction began to tear his flesh.
"Go back to your hell!" The dragon soul on Werther's body emerged from the fingers of his palm, and more than twenty dragon heads supported the ground and pushed hard, pushing Morag's body off the ground.
Morag's body was torn to pieces, but his hand was still holding on to Werther. The suction force of the space rift became stronger and stronger. Werther fell in with him, and the space rift closed.
Morag's body, with only half a skeleton left, is not dead yet, and Werther's battle with him continues.
After entering the rift, the two came to a tunnel full of light. There was no direction and no time, only countless humans shuttled inside.
The two conscious dragon souls of Audawei Ying and Dunevir chased Morag and hissed, and more than twenty small dragon souls followed closely behind the two dragons, constantly being scattered and regrouped by Morag.
In this place, Werther no longer cares about morality, and the people passing by become Werther and Morag's weapons.
Some of them were captured by Morag and sucked their souls and flesh, while some had their souls extracted by Werther, and their bodies became puppets of the summoning spell.
Magic clashes, lightning and thunder.
"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me!"
A voice in his mother tongue that he had not heard for many years awakened Werther's reason. A black-haired young man carrying a large bag was flying from the distance of the tunnel.
"Fellow, save his life!" Werther gathered his magic power in his right hand, and a thick bolt of lightning shot out and fell on Morag, burning his newly recovered flesh and blood.
Taking advantage of his counterattack, he took all the dragon souls into his left hand. When Morag was about to bite the person, the dragon soul stretched out and grabbed him.
The man's backpack was torn apart by Morag's claws, and the books were scattered in the space tunnel.
"What a pity, he is still a well-prepared time traveler, let's go!" Witte shouted, all the dragon souls gathered in his hands, grabbed his left shoulder and threw him towards the tunnel wall.
"Whether you die or not depends on whether you are tough enough!" The man circled, smashed a hole in the tunnel and disappeared.
The effect of the black stone continued to intensify, Morag's magic power could no longer support the body, and the bones began to break.
Werther rushed over and kicked the remaining head of Morag away: "Go away!"
The flying skull slowly shattered into ashes, and the black stone turned into Werther's heart also turned into a lava-like light curtain, blocking a fork in the space tunnel.
By this point in the battle, Werther had also lost all strength, and slowly drifted past where he found himself.
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Who stipulated that the time traveler should land smoothly as soon as he appears?
"F*ck!" Werther kept yelling at the bottom of a certain section of the Great Ice Wall in the North.
The exit that Werther came back from was inside the Great Wall. Now his right hand, body and legs were tightly wrapped in ice and could not move. Only his head, left shoulder and left hand were exposed. As soon as Werther appeared, he was stuck in the ice of the Great Wall.
Like Sun Monkey, he was trapped under the Great Wall.
"rise!"
Werther roared, turning the remaining magic power in his body into physical strength and pushing up with all his strength.
The Great Wall remained motionless, and not even a single shard of ice fell from the surrounding ice.
"fire!"
The magic power transformed into flames and burst out! The magic flames scorched the Great Wall, burning all the snow on the ground into water vapor. The ice around Werther's body still showed no sign of melting.
Werther was discouraged. He had come out from inside the Great Wall. As long as the magic circle inside was not broken, the several hundred kilometers long Great Wall would be a whole! He was not as capable as Monkey King.
"Pull!" Witte forced out the dragon soul and let more than twenty dragon heads bite the ground and exerted force. Obviously, let alone the dragon soul, even if they were alive, they would not be able to pull such a huge Great Wall.
"Help!"
Shouts began to echo around the Great Wall. Werther was about to die and had no regard for his dignity.
It's a pity that all the people and domestic animals in the North have moved south. The White Walkers have moved south and the animals have fled in all directions. Every living thing has been destroyed by the White Walkers. There is not even a mouse in the huge North Country, and the sky and the earth are not functioning properly.
Without food, even if all the magic power in his body was used to maintain life, Werther gradually lost his vitality.
"Save~life~ah~~"
Werther was covered in snow, and the sound came from the snow.
There are ice statues all around, all of which are people Werther knows, including Robert, Stannis and Renly, Nymeria, Tyene and Kona, as well as Werther's four children, including Ty
Losey's subordinates, and Daenerys.
Only a small part of the largest ice sculpture was condensed. Judging from its shape, it looked like the tail and belly of a giant dragon. Werther was already unconscious.
The snow was dug up with long swords, and the sun shone overhead.
Feeling a little warmth again from the darkness, Werther tried his best to open his frozen eyelids and vaguely saw three figures digging in front of him.
"Werther!"
Werther felt someone calling him.
"Witt, wake up!"
I also felt like someone was putting their face against my own, which was very warm.
"Witt, eat some fruit first!"
He felt his head being held in someone's arms, a small berry with body temperature was fed into Werther's mouth, and warm water dropped on his face.
In Werther's blurry vision, he could vaguely see the man's fluffy blond hair under his hood.