Dragon Soul Jonas was pinned to the ground by the troll. Lu Zhengkang took out the five-piece chain buckle and was about to tie up the careless boy. Dragon Soul suddenly twisted and tried his best to support his neck and roared: "
Stonepakou!" [Dragon Roar: Summoning Storm]
In an instant, thick rolling clouds gathered for no apparent reason in the clear sky. In just a few seconds, there was a storm. The next moment, there was lightning and thunder. Watching the scorching thunder flicker and extinguish was like the scene of the end.
This dragon's roar can summon thunder from the sky to attack all creatures except the one who releases it. It is a unique skill for slaying cities and annihilating armies.
Jonas has never learned these dragon roars, including previous fighting skills, and they are not suitable for human bodies.
It turns out that the reason why the Dragonborn was able to understand Tumu so quickly was because he already understood it.
Jonas is actually very strong, but he needs a key to release his power.
Lightning flashed at the edge of his vision, as if it would hit his head in the next second.
Lu Zhengkang was not in a hurry, he just quickly put the dragon soul on. The Breton people were born with excellent spell resistance, and coupled with the special characteristics of the dragon soul, the paralysis spell on the five son chain buckles was unable to knock the boy down. Lu Zhengkang
Zhengkang had no choice but to take a piece of clean linen cloth and tie his mouth.
"Ruowaku!" [Dragon Roar: Pure Sky] The four masters did not watch, they activated their spitting eyes to disperse the thunder clouds, and a crisis was eliminated.
The dragon soul struggled unwillingly, its arrogant expression filled with anger and twisted like madness.
Lu Zhengkang picked him up, took him to a wooden stake and tied him up.
When Dillo saw the battle was over, he immediately ran over. In panic, his face turned pale and his eyes were unfocused, "Mr. Baishan, what happened to Jonah?"
"He was possessed by his own dragon soul."
"Why is this happening?"
The four masters gathered around and carefully looked at Jonas's expression.
Aingale sighed, "Dragonborn are different from mortals. To a certain extent, this child is a real dragon. Human nature cannot suppress the nature of dragons. He is confused and it is difficult to wake up without external help."
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "No, no need, he will get better."
"It's a matter of human life, don't take it lightly." Aingale said seriously.
Master Borui whispered softly, "Duwa Kein." The majestic voice made the mountains faintly tremble.
Dillo also quickly echoed, "Yes, sir, four masters, quickly think of a way to save Jonah..."
The graybeards looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, "Baishan, you are a human being like us after all. We admire your wisdom, but you don't know enough about things related to dragons."
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "I don't understand dragons, but I understand Jonas.
"If I said he would be fine, then absolutely not."
…
Jonas still remembers this windy and snowy winter.
On the way from Gaoyan to Tianji's Rich Leader, the servant driving the carriage got separated from a group of bandits in order to distract them.
The mother is an aristocratic woman with little ability to survive. She is very good at art, but has no understanding of the world. After arriving in Markarth, the capital of Reach, they were in urgent need of a sum of money to start business.
There was a slave trader who fell in love with his mother because she was a very elegant woman. Slave trading was an irregular business practice, so its manifestations were against human conscience.
The businessman's men coaxed him to lend his mother a sum of money first, and then pay it back when she earned it, without interest, but they had to use Jonas as a mortgage first.
The mother believed it, and Jonas followed the stranger away in confusion.
Jonas doesn't know what happened next. He doesn't know where his mother went. He just remembers that his mother looked strange when they parted. He didn't understand it at that time.
Later he understood that her expression was like that of a gambler who betrayed his morals.
Guilty yet determined, confused yet full of hope.
Yes, it was a snowy winter.
The boy was packed into a caravan, surrounded by cargo boxes. A total of eight children had to spend less than forty square feet in an area that seemed to be endless.
He was very silent, as if he had scolded enough. When he spoke, Jonas felt that it was very noisy, but when it became quiet, he felt uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with you? It's so quiet today."
"..."
While Jonas endured the bumps, cramps, darkness, sour smell, and cold in the caravan, he whispered comfort at the same time.
"Don't be unhappy. I'm always here. My husband has never been sad. I asked him if he would never be sad. Do you know what he said? Oh, you must know. You must also remember
. He said, It’s not that I won’t be sad, it’s just that the pain should not be borne by those around me. If there is any sad thing, just bear it by yourself.
"Actually, I don't quite understand. Why, when I'm sad, I want to cry, when I'm happy, I want to laugh, and when I'm in a good or bad mood, I just want to be in a daze and waste my time without doing anything. Mr.
He is very steady, but I know he also has a childish heart."
There was an orc girl in the car. She couldn't keep quiet anymore and she screamed.
The car stopped immediately, shouts and curses came from outside, the children hugged each other in fear, and the adults roughly moved the cargo box away, like peeling away the soil on an ant nest, the sound and vibration were very high.
It felt like a sharp knife was poking at the eardrums, and they were so frightened that they were trembling like little mice in the snow.
A tall, thin man pulled them out of the car. It was very windy and cold outside.
Each person received a slap in the face.
The orc girl who shouted earlier received a hard kick.
Their mouths were tied, their arms were tied, and they were thrown back into the carriage.
Suddenly he spoke.
"When I want to speak, I can't. When I can speak, I don't have the joy of fulfilling my wish."
"What's the meaning?"
"Why is no one listening when I speak? Why aren't I allowed to speak? I want to shout and let my will dominate the sky. I want all wisdom to surrender. Do you understand? This feeling belongs to
Do you understand the sweet fruit of the conqueror? You don’t understand it at all. You are weak and you were born to surrender at the feet of the strong. You don’t even know how to resist.”
The long speech that Jonas listened to in silence was still sarcastic, but the tone was no longer so fierce.
"People are not dragons. People have a lot of helplessness in life. This is the price of living. No one can exempt it. I don't feel humiliated by it. Although life is the same as blades of grass, everyone has their own spring. I
I believe that on that day, the flowers will be extremely brilliant."
"Is a flower destined to wither worth cherishing?"
Jonas thought for a long time and answered honestly: "I don't know, I only know that when I see flowers, I feel very beautiful, so I will be happy. The meaning of flowers is to share, they give me happiness
, otherwise I wouldn’t laugh for no reason.”
Suddenly he became furious, "If you want to die, go ahead! I don't want to die!"