Lu Zhengkang made a simple bow strap and fixed the bow on his back. He had just been in a daze for a long time. Although he didn't think about anything, a lot of time had passed. Serana was wandering on the terrace, and Galeb was stretching.
Take action to catch those red snow flakes.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the only remaining snow elf. As a Nord, they could chat in peace and harmony.
"This snow is really sad." Galeb stared affectionately at the red ice crystals in his palms. His palms were red, but there didn't seem to be much heat. The snow flakes did not melt, but remained quiet and stagnant.
"It contains your brother's blood and my father-in-law's blood." Lu Zhengkang answered truthfully.
Galeb smiled and shook his head, "Oh, why bother."
Lu Zhengkang also smiled, and there was a kind of silent understanding inside. Serana looked at the river valley on the terrace wall. The sky was bright, and there was a frozen lake in the distance. In the little light, it looked blue, compared to gray.
The gloomy and steep mountains look particularly beautiful.
Lu Zhengkang came over and stood on her left side. He put his palms on the stone railing, and his body temperature melted a thin layer of snow, leaving wet palm marks.
Serana fiddled with the satin-like snow on the wide railing and asked softly: "What should we do next? Travel around the world and make a home everywhere, or return to Winterhold and run a grocery store? Haha, we can't go again.
Kill two dragons?"
Before he finished speaking, the earth was shaken by the deep dragon roar. The sound was very dull, with the sound of the tide. The ice of the frozen lake broke and made a loud crackling sound. The dragon roars sounded one after another, each one louder than the last.
, getting closer and closer, and finally, two giant dragons jumped out of the lake. The shaking water of the lake was like white flowers, and the water droplets froze in the air, scattering into a sheet of frost and snow, flying one after another.
Serana looked in disbelief, "What the hell is this!"
Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes. On the lakeside in the distance, two black spots were squirming. They were Jonas and the others. The dragonborn arrived, and the dragon souls attracted each other, awakening the sleeping ancient dragon.
Two giant dragons were flying in the air, and they screamed: dovahkiin! krif! dir het! (Dragonborn! Fight! Die here!)
Serana frowned, "What should we do?"
"Wait a minute. The two dragons' speech spirits are not strong. Let Jonas and Dillo handle it."
"You mean those two children? No! How can it be!"
"Dragonborn is a professional dragon-slaying weapon, and besides..." Lu Zhengkang raised his right palm, an epiphyllum bloomed, and then a black sandalwood ingot flew out and was held suspended by telekinesis.
"Sun, soul-burning, raging flames!" Lu Zhengkang spat out a thin jet of golden flames. Serana couldn't help but take a few steps back. The high temperature and the rich life magic energy made her feel uncomfortable. This was her first time.
The first time she saw Lu Zhengkang forging, she was very curious. Seeing his face illuminated by the golden flames, so ugly that she couldn't help but laugh.
The ebony ingot melted under high temperature and turned into a pool of black molten lava. At first, there were pale silver light spots like the starry sky, and then golden light spots were slowly added. This is the substance affected by the spirit of words.
The form changes. There are two words in "Breath of the Burning Cloud": sun and flame, which are very consistent with the divinity of Oriel in Lu Zhengkang's mind, so some wonderful mutations have occurred. It has additional damage bonus to undead creatures, and will produce
The natural enchantment of Burning Fire.
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Psychokinesis is a really useful spell. As long as the mind is strong and refined enough, there are endless possibilities.
Lu Zhengkang's forging technology is different from the solid foundation of modern industry. He will encounter a series of problems, such as the accuracy of finished products, the hardness of materials, and countless attention to details, but these can be made up for by magic.
When making external armor, especially the mechanical core, those precision gears and transmission structures, some of which are less than one-sixteenth of an inch in diameter, can be said to be very small. He designed these things in advance, and when they were actually made,
It needs to be combined with a set of statistical units that he made himself.
The accuracy of statistical units is the basis of technology. The units used by people on the earth have been determined many times, such as meters, kilograms, etc. There must be unified standards before measurement work can be carried out.
Lu Zhengkang also integrated a set of statistical units, using the more classical Dwemer scientific timing method for time. The original magic energy in a pure soul stone of any size in a magic-free, vacuum environment fluctuates 200,000 times as one note.
It's almost one-thirtieth of a second or less. Lu Zhengkang doesn't need to calculate these by himself. The Dwemer have the corresponding timing magic passed down.
Natural units such as length, temperature, pressure, etc. also have standardized statistics. Although it is not necessary in many cases, magic is so convenient. It can turn stone into gold and turn decay into magic. If there is something that cannot be solved by magic, then
Invent another one.
When Lu Zhengkang forged, in addition to mass-producing large parts in the Necromantic Furnace, he also used telekinesis to perform some refined operations, such as engraving enchantments on metal wires. Telekinesis is a very sensitive force and can even be used to measure two sections.
It may not be intuitive enough to say the length of light propagation in unit time. In other words, let a beam of light pass through a transparent glass tube, starting from entering from one end until the light touches the other end. Such small and rapid changes occur in
The power of thoughts is very obvious in the senses.
Lu Zhengkang can do many incredible things with the power of his mind. He can evenly divide a basin of water into two parts, and the number of material particles in each part is equal.
However, even this incredible ability did not allow Lu Zhengkang to enter the microscopic world because it was a mess that could not be seen directly and was immeasurable.
What makes Lu Zhengkang truly confirm that he lives in an idealistic world?
Maybe from the beginning.
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Two golden ebony arrows took shape in Lu Zhengkang's hands.
In the distance, the Brighton boy covered in gorgeous dragon soul armor howled wildly: "Vosloda!"
The power of the unshakable is a very basic word spirit, but it also depends on who is shouting it. The dragonborn who subdues the dragon soul has the fullest resonance with the magic energy. This time the power of the unshakable is no longer a ball of air, but a
A small hurricane, a pale blue cyclone with a radius of six hundred feet rushed straight into the sky. Although it was not destructive, it was enough to shake the frost dragons hovering at both ends. They stumbled like birds with broken wings, fell, and then struggled.
Fly up.
Lu Zhengkang showed a satisfied smile. The children have grown up, but this level is far from enough. The flight of dragons does not rely on their wings, but the authority given to them by the sky. As long as they do not fall into a weak state, they can fly as much as they want.
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Dilo followed Jonas's advice and ran away without looking back. However, he was unlucky. A giant dragon swooped down and broke a large area of ice. Dilo's legs and feet were slower and he was caught up by the ice crack.
Falling into the biting lake water.
Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes, took off Oriel's bow, put it on the railing, and didn't rush to shoot.
Now Jonas is standing on the ice. One of the two frost dragons is in the sky and the other is below. He is attacked from both sides. However, he is still calm in the face of danger. He softly chants a spell, rubs a fireball and throws it towards the sky. The ice in the sky
The dragon turned around slightly and wanted to
Let the fireball fly, but Jonas saw the right time and detonated directly. A brilliant fire exploded, and among the golden and red flames, there was a blue thunder flashing. The thunder and fire collided, condensed into boiling plasma, and splashed
On the body surface of the ice dragon.
"Ouch!" The sting of burning and electric shock made the ice dragon moan uncontrollably. Due to the limitation of its size, it could not extinguish the plasma attached between its wings with its spit. The spell resistance of the dragon skin was very high, but it was not
Unbreakable, at least the pain was real pain. In order to extinguish the fire, the dragon had no choice but to dive towards the lake, hoping to roll around in the lake.
Jonas was originally standing on the ground, but suddenly he flew up and rushed towards the ice dragon. This scene made Serana smile knowingly, "This kid looks so much like you when he charges towards the dragon."
Lu Zhengkang slowly drew his bow, and the aura of murderous aura followed his gaze and pierced the ice dragon from a distance. The dragon's body could be seen tensed up with the naked eye, and then an ice pick from Jonas pierced the nictitating membrane and penetrated into the eye.
The ice cone exploded, flames spurted out, and the ice dragon's skull was burned for three degrees. It trembled all over and fell crookedly to the ground.
Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Wonderful application of spells, full of whimsical ideas. It seems that Winterhold Academy still has something."
