The four heads were neatly arranged. Lu Zhengkang twisted his neck. This time, he was very satisfied when they made a clicking sound!
Keep going.
Passing through the corridor is a vast hollow, surrounded by mountains and rocks instead of ice walls. It seems to be a hollowed-out mountain belly. There is a hole in the top of the cave, letting in strong light.
"Mr. Troll!" Jonas crept in, ducking wherever there was a bump on the wall, shrinking like a little monkey.
Lu Zhengkang kicked the troll's head at his feet like a ball. The boy looked at the ferocious skull that Gululu had rolled to his feet, with a section of its spine still attached. It looked like a top on the ground. He lowered his head and looked at it for a long time, and then
Start kicking it like a ball.
Lu Zhengkang smiled, and the boy reacted in hindsight. He was very courageous.
"You killed them all? You are so powerful!" Jonas couldn't help but exclaimed as he watched the blood dripping from the silver hair of the troll in front of him, and finally it was spotless.
Lu Zhengkang turned around and looked around at this familiar environment.
There are three such holes in total, the largest one is home to two trolls, and the other two are home to one each.
After so many years, there were originally ten trolls here, if the dream last night was correct.
unimportant.
[Mission: Explore the surroundings]
Mission 1 (Complete): Explore the human activity points in the western mountain passes of the tundra.
Mission 2 (unfinished): Explore the ancient ruins in the southeastern tundra.
Mission Three (Completed): Explore the Troll Cave on the Coast.
There are human and animal bones everywhere here, but they have accumulated over many years.
There is also a strange place. There is a headless male skeleton stuck upside down in the ceiling of a cave on a pile of bones, and an epee is upside down not far away on the ground (this is one of the game’s easter eggs, commemorating Star Wars).
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Lu Zhengkang also vaguely remembered that this strange skeleton had some symbolic meaning, but it was difficult to recall past memories without delving into them.
There was nothing interesting in the cave. It was extremely cold with the cold wind, and many of the deceased's relics were damaged and weathered. After a long day of collecting, I only found a pile of currency and a giant axe.
Lu Zhengkang picked up the giant axe, swung it a few times, and was quite satisfied. He threw the sword and shield to Jonas on the spot, and left the cave carrying the rusty broadaxe.
Alas, it was a good day. Lu Zhengkang vaguely heard a troll roaring, which sounded sad and happy at the same time.
Returning to the resting place of the wolf pack, the unreliable ice wolves followed the leader, living like a pack of dogs.
The days are short in winter, and the sun slowly sets behind the mountains in the west, leaving no trace of its movements. Lu Zhengkang sighed and returned to the house carrying a pile of firewood.
There is still enough food, which has been counted repeatedly.
Lu Zhengkang then stopped for a while. Apart from going to and from the fishing pit every day, he also practiced swordplay and meditated.
Jonas is a boy who studies very seriously, but his personality is too lively. Although Wudang Danjian is a pure Yang skill, he pays attention to his calm demeanor. His good moves are played like monkey tricks, which makes Lu Zhengkang shake his head.
Forget it, pick another sword technique.
Jonas's temperament is ruthless and cunning, and he is agile and aggressive. This is true for a boy at this age who has no idea how far he is. It is best to learn how to use a sharp sword.
Jie Qing Kuai Jian.
The moves are simple, the steps are changeable and cunning, the fast hits the slow, and the weak point is targeted. It is a good martial art that can defeat the strong by the weak for those who are familiar with it.
Jonas indeed preferred the Jie Qing Kuai Sword. Seeing the troll's body look like a ghost on the snow, and the sword looking like a ghost attacking his life, the momentum was truly astonishing. He clapped and applauded while watching.
But when he actually started learning, the Brighton kid immediately missed Wudang Danjian.
He was too impatient and hurried when practicing, often tripping and falling, which was extremely embarrassing.
Lu Zhengkang did not hesitate to laugh.
Time comes to the dawn of 4e184.
The weather should slowly start to warm up in the south of Skyrim, but the tundra is still dominated by cold frosty winds.
Lu Zhengkang is getting better and better at absorbing magic energy, but the strange thing is that the blood of the troll and the pure land in his palm are plundering the fruits of his hard work faster and faster. Originally, the magic energy center can still store energy for a while, but now it is simply
It's completely empty. In this situation, the mage has no mana, and it's hopeless to cast spells.
If this situation continues, it is conceivable that Lu Zhengkang will have to directly shape the original magic energy to cast spells in the future, instead of using the energy in the magic energy center brain.
This is because of his strong spiritual power that allows him to do this, otherwise he would have just said goodbye to the Master for the rest of his life.
There has been no progress in the task of exploring magic, because Lu Zhengkang has never really been exposed to magic until now, and there is no easy way out. Fortunately, he thinks about magic in meditation every day, and he has gained a lot from his hard thinking this week.
One thing is obvious, magic energy needs to be assigned attributes in order to exhibit magical effects, and this process of assigning attributes is a certain kind of resonance.
Magic is like music, and will is the hand that plays the strings.
Resonance requires a medium, maybe a rune, maybe a spell, a gesture, an object... In short, Lu Zhengkang needs a medium.
A difficult problem is often not solved, and a cliff-like failure ensues.
Lu Zhengkang is not in a hurry. He has a backup plan in a few years. He will send Jonas to the Winterhold Wizard Academy to learn spells, and then come back to teach him. It is simple. Even if this kid rebels, he will spend a few years on his own. Humans
You can learn the form when you grow up.
As a result, he immediately relaxed. He walked the wolf every day, practiced his sword skills, and laughed at the clumsy Brighton people. His life was relaxed and leisurely.
But sometimes, if you don't look for something like opportunity, it will hit you.
As time passed, Lu Zhengkang felt that his troll blood was growing, like fiery tree roots, spreading in his spinal cord, causing pleasant pain. Gradually, his body and skin felt a burning sensation. He imagined that he was a pyre.
, burning brightly, is the fire in the snow, is the gold in the fire.
This state of discomfort lasted for three days.
At midnight on the 23rd day of the Dawn Moon, the light of Mather and Secunda poured out of the stone window, shining on the body of the troll.
The boy watched in amazement as the golden flames ignited on the top of the troll's head, like a golden mist, dyeing its entire huge body a brilliant color little by little. Its three eyes were closed tightly, and its face seemed to be in pain.
Like peace and happiness.
"Mr. Troll! Mr. Troll! You're on fire!"
Lu Zhengkang suddenly opened his eyes, and three rays of silver lightning shot out of his originally pitch-black eyes, which turned into silver-plated gray-white, like pearls.
The resonance is coming!
Lu Zhengkang looked around, but his field of vision had already gone beyond here.
Above the sky, stars are shining, and beyond the planets, there are twin moons and eight stars circling. They are swimming in the deep sky like long whales. Wherever their figures pass, the magic energy from the light realm (aetherius) ripples.
Floating waves are the syllables of the world.
Resonate with a certain tune!
Bloodline magic regenerates at high speed!
Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath. Everything in front of him seemed to be simple colors on a dark canvas, dotted with stars, and the light turned into gold in the resonance. For a moment, meteors fell from the dome above his head like a scene without beginning or end.
The magic of heavy rain has always been there, but it only needs eyes to discover it. The trolls bathed in the light, enjoyed the warmth, and felt the vigorous vitality. In an instant, they transcended heaven.
A golden troll stood proudly, looking far away, staring into the unfocused void.
The boy is afraid of it, it is aloof, it controls wildness and divinity, but it has no humanity.
Chapter completed!