The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Unlike other places, the battle on the other side is not over yet.

The battle between the roars is far more intense than the swords, and the deafening roars are more violent one after another. The surrounding air seemed to be trembling for it, surrendering to the powerful dragon roar.

After a verbal battle, Gnaiya managed to get close to Milak. His invisible magic could not last long. When he appeared again, Gnaiya appeared when the whirlwind's energy sounded out of her lips. By Milac's side, this time, her speed was faster, so that Milac didn't have time to shout phantom transformation or unstoppable roar, he had to raise his dagger to fight.

A sword in his left hand slashed on the dagger, and the strength of the iron sword forged by the Nords broke a gap, but Milac’s dagger also showed visible cracks. Gnaiya twisted her waist, and the second sword struck the dagger again. Hearing only a clear sound, this carefully forged dagger shattered into pieces in front of the two of them.

Gnaiya bumped Milac with her shoulder, interrupting the sound of his opening his mouth to roar. Then the two swords faced each other and slashed Milac's chest. Two blood arrows flew from Milac's chest, and the blood dripped down the battered blade. This blow failed to give Milac a fatal blow, Milac dodges the sword backwards, but still left two deep wounds on his body.

"Fus-Ro-Dal!"

The burst of air separated them, and Milac's figure disappeared in front of Ganya again.

The dying roar of the flying dragon echoed at the top of the tower, and a flying dragon enslaved by Mirak fell. It has not died yet, but its soul has broken through the skin and scales, and it can't stop pouring out of the body, pouring in and hurting. Mirak’s body. As the dragon soul was absorbed, the flesh and blood of the flying dragon gradually decomposed, almost in the blink of an eye, a complete dragon bone appeared at the top of the tower, and Milak’s injured body had recovered as the dragon soul poured in. .

Milac looked at Gnaiya triumphantly, the dragon soul phantom pouring into him more solid. Forcibly sucking the dragon soul into his body was exactly how he snatched the Ganya dragon soul. This is also one of the powers he learned in the different classics, a power that cannot be obtained outside of the different classics. He looked at Gnaiya, this was a force that Gnaiya couldn't understand. He thought it would make Gnaiya shake and be confused again, just like he kept doing, using forced will when meeting for the first time. Knock her down and forcibly **** the dragon soul from the Serlin stand. But this time, he was wrong.

Gnaiya did not stop at all, did not even evaluate what kind of power the other party has now. When Milac appeared, she picked up two swords and rushed up, not even paying attention to the already overwhelmed sword. Blade. She slashed at Milak with a sword, and the dragon soul armor broke the two one-handed swords, so she threw away the hilt in her hand, and before Milak roared the dragon language, she grabbed the bones of the dead flying dragon on the side and turned towards the miracle. Luck's head was smashed.

This time, Milac not only miscalculated, but for the first time panic appeared in the eyes under the mask. In Gnaiya's pale blue eyes, he did not see any extra feelings. She wanted to defeat Mirak, but it had no other meaning.

Milac's figure reappeared on the other side of the tower. He opened his arms, and the dragon words that formed the words and verses screamed at Gnaiya one after another. This is not unfamiliar to Gnaiya. When she walked up the seven thousand steps to the monastery of Hogarth Peak, and proved her talent of dragonborn to Graybeard, Graybeard welcomed her with a dragon language. . Any dragon phonetic symbol has a certain destructive power, and when these characters form a piece of speech, just saying this paragraph is deadly.

This is also the reason why many graybeard masters cannot talk to normal people.

"Fin-Dova-Do-Kein-Los-Meys..."

Gnaiya also opened her arms, and the deafening dragon roar confronted Milak in the same form. Human incomprehensible language echoed at the top of the tower, and the invisible forces collided with each other, and the surrounding air trembled. Their voices may be high or low, and sometimes suddenly become rapid. The corners of Milac's robe were shaken by the hunting, and the iron pieces on Gnaiya's skirt also clinked and clashed in the same roar.

They stood on the spot, but as time went by, Milac's figure began to shake, Gnaiya took a step forward, and Milac was forced to take a step back. When the confrontation reached its fiercest moment, their roars even made the pitch-black water under the tower stir up wind and waves.

Milac suddenly seemed to be hit in the abdomen. He bent down suddenly, and then his head seemed to be punched again. His tone changed suddenly and he tried to counterattack in a different way, but Gnaiya didn't give it. He had a chance, her voice suddenly increased, and the voice hit Milac's body, making him unstable and falling backward. Gnaiya finally declared the end of the confrontation with a loud roar. Milac was pushed away and hit the fence behind. The fence was even cracked, and finely divided stones fell into the sea from the top of the tower.

"Wuld!"

Milac clutched his abdomen, and the moment he raised his head, Gnaiya still appeared in front of him. She waved a keel in her hand and slammed it down at Milac's head. The hard keel hit the cracked fence, and this tentacled fence fell apart in this hit, and large pieces of rubble fell down and smashed into the dark sea with a rumbling sound.

"This is impossible! My destiny is in my control!"

Once again, Milac's figure disappeared again.

The dragonborn looked around, the pale white soul flame still burning on his body. She has a stronger explosive power than Milac, but she can feel that the power in her body is rapidly declining with the condensed dragon soul. Her explosive power surpassed Mirak, but Mirak's accumulated strength allowed him to remain in this state forever. She must find the enemy as soon as possible.

She subconsciously touched the weapon on her waist, but remembered that the two swords had long been broken, and the big sword was crushed under the dragon's corpse. So she took off the longbow on her back, just like the first time she came to the sky with a bow and an arrow on her back.

When she returned to Skyrim from Cyrodir, she never doubted whether a bow could deal with all powerful enemies.

It's the same this time.

Gnaiya held her breath, bent her bow and set her arrow, her eyes fixed on the empty tower in front of her, with only a few keel remains and broken stone pillars at the top.

"You want to escape, Milac." Suddenly, Mora's voice came from the sky. "You will never escape from my realm, Milac!"

Chapter 958: Poems that have been passed down forever

The flying dragons hovering in the sky have long since disappeared, and they have become bones on the top of the tower. Mirak absorbed their souls to heal his injuries. When the three flying dragons were turned into bones in front of Milak, but still unable to stop Gnaiya's stormy offensive, Milak fled.

And as the voice of the demon **** Mora appeared in the sky, it was announcing the end of this battle. Suddenly, in the middle of the top of the tower, in the dark pool, a huge tentacled protruded. At the top of the tentacles, a figure was pierced, and it was Mirak who had escaped.

He still has the power not inferior to Gnaiya, to be precise, his power is still much stronger than Gnaiya in general. But in front of the dragonborn fighting with fate, he was terrified. He failed to keep fighting.

It's not that Gnaiya won, but she persisted for an extra minute.

So Milac lost.

"Do you think you can escape my control, Milac? You idiot."

Mora's mocking voice echoed in the sky, and its voice was mixed with a little pride. Mora got everything she wanted. Get rid of Milac who tried to betray it, and get a new spokesperson. The tentacles pierced Milac's chest, almost splitting his chest in two, leaving only a gurgling sound in his throat.

"Do you know why you lost?" Ganya raised her head and looked at the dying Milac coldly "because you angered me."

After saying this, the dragon soul condensed on his body gradually dissipated. It was like exhausting her last bit of strength, she couldn't help taking a step back to stabilize her figure.

"It doesn't matter, you find a new dragonborn to serve me." A low laugh echoed in the sky. "Maybe I should let her get paid for service like you."

Gnaiya felt that her body was trembling from exhaustion, and the dragon soul condensed on her body gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared completely. If Milac persisted for a little longer, maybe he was defeated now, and the one pierced in the tentacles would be another. Gnaiya took a long sigh. She wanted to retract the arrow on the bowstring into the quiver, but was surprised to find that the quiver was avoiding herself. She tried several times without success.

Then she realized that it was not the quiver avoiding herself, but her hand trembling.

With Milac's death, the dragon soul floated away from him. He was like a flying dragon whose head was killed, and his body began to emit a dazzling white flame. His skin was flying and falling in the firelight. Soon, the light covered his body. When everything dimmed, on the top of the tentacles, Only one complete bone remains.

"Absorb it, Mirak's power is yours. This is my reward for you. This power has knowledge that mortals can't match, and you will become the most powerful dragonborn in the world."

Mora's voice said to Gnaiya. The dragon descendant raised his head, looking at the dragon soul floating on top of his head, not yet dispersed.

"No." She shook her head. "It's not my strength."

"This power is at your fingertips."

"I'm tired." Gnaiya retracted her gaze and didn't look at the soul that contained such powerful power and knowledge. She felt a burst of emptiness, without strong and profound strength as support, the awakening of the dragon soul made her feel extremely weak, and she did not know when she would recover. But it doesn't matter, she has already won. Great sword, one-handed sword, longbow, dragon roar, she can win not by any magic weapon, but by herself, her will.

As long as she is still there, even if she is unarmed, she won't have any timid heart.

The dragon soul drifted away, and Gnaiya took a step back, avoiding the soul. She knows what distance can absorb the dragon soul, and what distance will not.

"Serve me faithfully, and I will give you generous rewards. Milac will vainly rebel against me. I will punish the betrayers. I hope you can draw experience and wisdom from Milac's end."

The tentacles returned to the pitch-black pool, and the unsupported bones fell to the ground. The water surface of the pool was arched open, and a stone pillar rose from the water and stopped when it reached a height of about one meter. The middle part opened up to reveal a book placed inside.

Dark Scripture·Awakening Dream.

She opened the book, and different symbols appeared around her. Gnaiya knew them. These were the stars in the night sky of Tamriel. She looked at the floating characters in the dark scriptures, and soon the surrounding scenery gradually blurred, the outline of the tower and the sea surface became no longer so clear, the sky seemed to be pressed down, wrapping the sea and the tower. When the scenery is blurred and dimmed to a certain degree, they begin to become clear again.

The beds, wooden cabinets and candlesticks of the Manor in Ravenstone gradually appeared in front of Gnaiya.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked around slowly. With her hands on the ground, a slightly rough touch came into her mind from her fingertips.

She is back.

Immediately, an uncontrollable feeling of uncontrollable force surged into my heart. When she was about to faint, she saw Zelin push the door open for the last time and ran over to help herself who was about to fall.

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The recorder writes the last line of words and closes the book named "A Brief History of Crow Stone Town" before closing.

Rubbing his sore eyes, the recorder leaned back on the armchair, recalling the rumors and experiences he had heard. A terrible and weird earthquake destroyed the walls of Raven Stone Town and brought the fierce battle to an abrupt end. He reminded himself how much this sudden earthquake had changed. The Raven Stone Town incident represented the official battle between the Laru family and the Redoran family, and the earthquake made the Laru family, who were determined to win, lose the opportunity. Not only did Redoran not lose control of Southam, the black light city The Redoran family also received information from Southam in advance. Undoubtedly, this incident affected the conflict between the rich and powerful that might end within a few days.

The recorder picked up the quill pen, dipped it in the ink bottle, turned to the next page, and continued to record the past of Yashi Town. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, lowered his head and wrote quickly on the page of the book.