Path of The Dragonborn

Somewhere in the bushes on the outskirts of Closbell, the boy was walking hard.

The sickle chopped through the bushes, the spray dispelled the poisonous insects, and the shimmering glow of the sword in his hand scared away the beasts.

The purpose of the teenager is not to find people or find treasures in this mountain. The purpose of leaving the road is not to find excitement, but--

be lost.

Heliga was very depressed. After setting off in the morning, he came to this forest. He thought that going straight through the forest seemed to be faster than the highway to get out of Kerala, but he didn't realize that he was lost in the forest.

Fortunately, although it was getting late, the boy finally found a way to leave the forest. Looking through the layers of trees and looking at the outline of the avenue faintly visible in the distance, Heliga felt like crying.

"Let's rest near here today..." Heliga thought to herself, and in the future, she wouldn't dare to read the map and think she was familiar with the surrounding environment. A careful plan must be made.

After picking some wild mushrooms and wild vegetables, Heliga barely cooked a pot of soup——

"Bah, it's still unpalatable." I have learned all the skills for survival in the wild, but this cooking is the only thing I have tried very hard to learn, but I have never made food that can be used normally.

Barely filling her stomach, Heliga started looking for a suitable tree to spend the night on it. However, just as he looked around, he found a pair of eyes staring at him.

It was a pair of spiritual eyes, but when he saw the look of the owner of the eyes, Heliga was wary, swiping too much in his hand, making anger, trying to scare it away.

A graceful wolf-shaped beast approached slowly. It ignored Heliga's threats, but was holding something in its mouth and whimpering in its throat, as if begging for something.

"That's..." Heliga took a closer look. It was a little wolf pup, but the breath of life was extremely weak, and there were traces of scorched black on his body, which seemed to be the work of a monster of fire in the forest.

When there were more than a dozen steps to Heliga, the wild wolf stopped, the whimper in his throat remained, put the little wolf down, and then slowly backed away to a distance where Heliga would surely be aware of it if it launched a sneak attack outer.

"This is... let me save his child?" He realized that the wolf in front of him was not hostile, and Heliga put down the knife. Didn't he have never heard of some beasts and the humanity of Warcraft, and knew the basic human rules, but met him personally. It was the first time.

"Even so, I..." Heliga scratched his head and checked the little wolf. Sure enough, severe burns, particularly serious abdominal injuries, seem to be dying, "I'm not a genius doctor, I don't have the skill to rejuvenate..."

Just as this thought formed in Heliga's mind, the feeling of being in the coffee shop bombing came again, with countless runes rushing in his mind, and soft light rays from his hands, quickly covering the whole body of the little wolf!

The scorched skin was falling off little by little, the inflamed rotten flesh withered little by little, and the newborn group reborn at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a minute, the appearance of this little wolf looked like a healthy wolf.

"...This is..." Seeing the scene before him, the young man was unable to complain. "It is this strange power again. Is this also a "critical moment"? "

Heliga was confused, but the adult she-wolf started to act. It walked towards the little wolf, arched its mouth, and looked at Heliga again, with a grateful look in its eyes.

"Forget it, don't worry about this." Heliga didn't pay attention to the she-wolf's actions, but looked at the fire that she hadn't taken care of just now and had been extinguished. "If only this ability can be used casually, at least give birth. The fire is no longer...struck..."

Seeing the flames in his hand following his thoughts, Heliga didn't know what to say.

"Wait!" Heilijia finally found out with a violent spirit, "Could it be that now those strange powers, I can use whatever..."

Ice crystals, flames, lightning, magic light. When a series of weird abilities that could only be used occasionally in critical moments jumped between his fingers, Heilijia realized that he now seemed to have broken the limitation of using this power in critical moments.

"Woo~" The she-wolf's whistle interrupted the young man's thoughts. Heliga looked at the she-wolf's eyes, which was clearly the look that humans would have when they sent out sincere invitations. Afterwards, regardless of the stunned Heliga, the she-wolf picked up the little wolf and walked in a certain direction.

After a brief thought, the curiosity about the truth overwhelmed the last vigilance in the young man's heart. This strange power of oneself can be used normally, not because of the mother and son of the wolf clan, but for other reasons. And my instinct tells myself that following it, I can get one step closer to the truth I want.

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"Professor Farauda, ​​ask a question." In the "Achievement Hall" of Winterhold Magic Academy, Professor Farauda of the Destruction Department is answering a freshman's doubts. The freshman came to the college not long after, but his active learning attitude made many professors quite applauded.

"Professor Ulag mentioned in the textbook that the power of magic we use, from the root point of view, comes from the "light world"? "

"Yes, Bernardo." Farauda nodded, "All magical power in this world comes from "light", and the biggest source of "light" is the one we see above our heads every day thing. "

"...The sun?" Bernardo asked uncertainly.

"Yes, the sun." Professor Farauda looked at the bewildered student, and patiently explained: "The legendary creation **** Magnus discovered that he was deceived by Lockhan after the creation of the world, so he Escaped back to the light realm where the Holy Spirits were, and some other gods with weaker power also fled back. The big hole Magnus smashed out was the sun, and the passage for ordinary gods back was the sky full of stars.

"The magic we have created is essentially the analysis and processing of these lights, allowing them to show different characteristics."

"So, not just Nairn, other worlds also have similar "magic"? "

"If it exists." Professor Farauda nodded, "But in theory, the light world has no time and space constraints, and energy can also be said to be infinite. From the light world's energy, it can support any form of vanity. Any time. The eight gods headed by Akka created Nairn, so naturally there may be other protoss that create their own world...such as the "devil gods". "

""Devil"..." Bernardo said, "I read in the "Book of the Demon Race". There are sixteen demon gods outside of Nairn. They each have their own world, called " Field of Oblivion." "

"The sixteen are just a part of all the demon gods. In fact, there are more demon gods, but Nairn has never been involved, so we don’t know. Besides, it’s not that "the demon gods own the realm." , But "the devil is the domain"..."

"Yes, Professor. Then, according to this theory, as long as it is any world that obtains energy from the light world, the magic we learn in this world can be used casually?"

"It's true in theory, but, I think, you don't want to try to "go to another world"... You haven't heard the story of the fortune-teller Dulan. "

"Hey, it's quite scary." Thinking of the story about the underground "Shell Qiu" of the college, the boy felt uncomfortable.

"Let's stop here today." Professor Farauda looked at his watch, "Tomorrow I will hand in a paper on the fast driving and stable output of "Fire Rune" and show it on the spot. Don't delay your students' duties by exploring the mysteries of the world. "

"Yes, Professor." Bernardo bowed softly and exited Professor Farauda's office.

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When she followed the she-wolf all the way and finally arrived in front of an unknown cave in the deep forest, the she-wolf changed her normal state and lay down on the ground. Facing the cave, she seemed terrified and did not dare to step forward.

"Who is inside?" Heliga didn't rush in, but asked loudly at the entrance of the cave. He had a hunch that there must be a very powerful existence in the cave.

"Don't panic, the existence of the human body, the soul of Duva... Your breath makes me miss my compatriots. It has no other meaning."

The existence inside makes a sound-this sound is more like directly in my mind, rather than coming out of the hole. And as this voice remembered, as the word "duwa" appeared--

Familiar and unfamiliar pictures came again and again like a projector, but this time it was more intense than ever.

The teenager with an unbearable headache seemed to feel that the picture before him was blurred...

Fell down.

Therefore, I could not hear the last sentence of the existence in the cave:

"My name is'Zai Te', and I am the ancestor of the wolf clan who has lived here for generations..."

PS: The inserted paragraph indicates the setting in this book. All the magic in Old Roll 5 is derived from the power of the light world, and in Semria, these powers are transformed into the power of the seven lures, which is empty. If the goddess wants to do this, the protagonist has not yet learned to apply the power of the seven lures, and his memory is also missing. Therefore, the magician cannot come out normally. But the place where the **** wolf is located is the place where the seven light veins gather, and the energy is extremely abundant, so...