"So this...is also your magic?" The stranger set up the grill and filled the firewood with firewood.
"To be precise, it's my law." The fragrance of pine branches and the smell of burnt fur rise in the heat. It cheered up Wu Chen's tired spirit.
"You are different from all the Waqin (Dragonborn) I have ever seen." The stranger knelt down and sat opposite Wu Chen.
"It's okay." Wu Chen stood up gently: "Where is this?"
"Mount Ansol," the stranger replied casually.
"Can you teleport?" Wu Chen couldn't think of any other possibility.
"Hmm." The stranger used a burnt pine branch to write a dragon language on the ground: "Geinmaar, Daal, Praan."
"I, return, rest." Wu Chen read out softly in Nordic, and quickly understood the meaning: "Teleport home."
The stranger then crossed out the dragon language: "There are many variations of Tumu. As long as you are familiar with the arrangement of the dragon language, change the correct phrases, and try several times, you can get different effects. This is the generosity of the Time Dragon God Granted.”
"I understand." Wu Chen nodded slightly, staring at the sizzling game meat and secretly lost his mind. The stranger's words have a very profound meaning. First of all, it can be determined that all known dragon roars are created by giant dragons. It seems that every dragon has its own unique roar. And as long as you "try it a few times", you can easily solidify the effect of the dragon's roar. This is also consistent with the speculation that Akatosh, the Time Dragon God, is experiencing an eternal sleep or irreversible brain death.
Some people may ask, why are most of the creator gods in similar plot worlds experiencing varying degrees of "brain death"? Or simply ask, why are most of the Creators near death?
As long as you change your perspective and start from the perspective that "divine nature is the sublimation of human nature, personality is the cracking of the divine personality", it is easy to understand. It is precisely because at the beginning of creation that the Creator distributed body and soul to all living beings, double death of body and spirit was caused.
By analogy, similar to the resurrected Emperor of the Universe or the successfully incubated members of the Universe God Group with the help of the wisdom of hundreds of millions of humans nurtured by the earth, they are also the reverse application of "divinity is the sublimation of human nature, and personality is the cracking of the godhead". Use the wisdom of all humans on Earth to light the fire of the mind of Unicron or the God of the Universe. The only difference is that one is the second reboot and the other is the first boot.
"That." The stranger couldn't help but ask, "What should we do next?"
Wu Chen pointed to his head: "Spiritual bond, sign the law."
"Well, I think so too. So what should we do specifically?" the stranger asked again.
"We have to return to Ximu." Wu Chen said the key point: "Crimson Dragon Break is the solution."
"Your Dragon Po?" A trace of surprise appeared on the stranger's face.
"Yes." Wu Chen did not hide anything: "There is also my own law."
"How did you do it?" The stranger was a little doubtful.
"The Elder Scrolls Dragon was rewritten by me into The Elder Scrolls Scarlet Dragon." Wu Chen said simply.
"This is impossible. The Elder Scrolls are as old as the dragons. No one can tamper with the contents of the scrolls." The stranger was even more skeptical.
"Whether it's true or not, wouldn't you know it once you've seen it?" Wu Chen didn't argue.
"Okay." The stranger agreed readily.
"It seems to be very late today. Let's leave tomorrow. Try to return to Ximu as early as possible." Wu Chen wrapped the animal skin tightly and tried to tear a piece of barbecue.
"I'll come." The blazing campfire and the sizzling game seemed to have no warmth to strangers. A pair of skillful hands quickly disassembled the game and handed it to Wu Chen.
"Thank you." Wu Chen was not polite, took it and ate happily.
"Do you want more?" The stranger stared at Wu Chen, with warmth inadvertently revealed.
"I'm full." As he said this, Wu Chen shrank down, leaned against the stone wall warmed by the fire pond, and soon fell asleep.
Use magic to slightly lower the flames to a suitable temperature. The stranger spoke softly into the firelight.
Snowman City, the lord's tent next to the ruins of Longlin Castle.
The chief palace mage, Farenja Secret Fire, suddenly sat up: "Ansor Mountain!"
"Master." Golda, the lord's maid who had been guarding him, stood up hurriedly: "You are finally awake."
"Tell the lord that Baron Ximu is in Ansol Mountain." How did Farenja Secret Fire know?
"Yes." The maid Golda didn't dare to think too much and hurriedly turned around and left the tent.
On the Storm Outlook anchored next to the ruins on the other side, the housekeeper received the news immediately.
"How could Farenja know the whereabouts of his master?"
"It seems to be necromancy, ma'am." Proventus Avensi, the redguard butler of Lord Snowman who came to summon him, answered cautiously.
"Ansol Mountain is Wagtail Mountain." Spirit Dragon Knight Ashtaret reminded the housekeeper: "Could it be..."
"I know." The housekeeper obviously understood what Ashtaret wanted to say: "But no matter what, we must set off immediately."
"Understood." Gisei Ying's personal guards have always been sisters.
"Tell your lord (Xueman) that we can't delay for a moment." The female housekeeper said to the Red Guard housekeeper: "Later, Lord Ximu will be fully responsible for the reconstruction of Longlin Castle."
"Okay, ma'am." The Red Guard housekeeper showed great respect to this group of Giese Siying ladies. Although Lord Ximu's magic light cannon destroyed Longxiao Palace, it was to kill the evil dragon, wasn't it? It not only resolved the annihilation crisis and saved the city, but also rescued Lord Xueman's family. Indirect damage to Long Linbao is inevitable. Lord Xueman, who is also of the bloodline of brave men, will definitely not blame him.
That night, the Storm Outlook was inflated and floated into the air, heading towards the Ansor Mountains in the north.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. Fighting continued throughout Xueman City. Captain Irelles and his comrades, as well as the brave men in the city, are stepping up their efforts to exterminate the annihilation creatures scattered in the city and restore the original order as soon as possible. We also need to prevent the Stormcloaks from taking advantage of the chaos to attack the city. There was no spare time to assist the housekeeper to find Lord Ximu.
There is also a tacit understanding between both parties. The housekeeper didn't speak, and the red guard housekeeper didn't try to stop him.
Ansol Mountain, nameless frozen cave.
The stranger with his back to the entrance of the cave suddenly opened his eyes. He lowered his head and glanced at the sleeping Wu Chen, then turned around slightly and saw the uninvited guest by the fire pit.
After gently getting out of the animal skin sleeping bag and tucking Wu Chen in, the stranger got up and walked to the firepit to sit down.
"Oh my God, you are really... what kind of magic is this?" The uninvited guest seemed to be a hazy shadow composed of magical energy.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" The stranger looked at everything unfamiliar: "He said he was Lord Ximu. You should be familiar with that small town under the Throat of the World."
"Before the Collapse, there was a peaceful Nord settlement. After the Collapse, I could never leave the Throat of the World. I knew nothing about what was going on under the mountain. Including the Lord of Brookwood." The uninvited guest didn't know much.
"Things that you don't even know must be extraordinary." The stranger said to himself.
"Are you sure it can't be changed?" What he saw in front of him was beyond the uninvited guest's understanding.
"Sure." The stranger then put his hands into the flames. Not only was he not injured at all, but there was also a trace of mist rising from his palm.
"Based on my understanding of magic, no matter the destruction system, restoration system, conjuration system, transformation system, illusion system or mystery system, there is no similar ability." The uninvited guest asked what he meant: "What are you going to do?"
"I plan to go back to Ximu Town with him." The stranger asked again: "Based on your understanding of "The Elder Scrolls", is it possible to rewrite it."
"This is absolutely impossible." The uninvited guest shook his head decisively.
"He said that "The Elder Scrolls: Dragons" was rewritten by him into "The Elder Scrolls: Scarlet Dragons"."
"..." The uninvited guest seemed unable to argue. Xu Jiu suddenly murmured in an almost inaudible voice: "Are we all wrong?"
"You'll know if you're right or wrong." After saying that, the stranger got up and walked towards the sleeping bag: "I'm going to sleep first."
With a deep sigh, the figure of the uninvited guest gradually faded and disappeared in the wind.
Early the next morning, Wu Chen woke up leisurely.
In order to resolve the Xueman crisis, the newly resurrected Omega Capricorn in the small universe after returning to Ximu was almost drained of energy by the guardian technique activated last night. Fortunately, after a night of deep sleep, Ω Capricorn showed signs of recovery again. After all, the Gisethian bodyguards all merged into the node under Omega Capricorn. The mental power is not exhausted, and Ω Capricorn is not completely dead, which is Wu Chen's best expectation.
The stranger who got up early heard the sound and walked into the cave: "They are coming."
"Who?" Wu Chen asked casually.
"Your housekeeper and Gisei Siying's bodyguard." The stranger calmly put down the pine branch.
