Three hundred and fortieth chapters troll blood descendants
Jonas sat at the desk in the dormitory, put "Power of the Elements" on the table, then turned his head and put his ear to the cover of the book to listen carefully.
This book has no magical energy response. This is also a problem that has always troubled Jonas. Of course, he is sure that this thing has hidden powerful power, otherwise it would not need to be repeatedly activated. But the strangest thing is that it is completely deciphered.
Then it fell silent.
Jonas recalled every detail, the way the books glowed dimly under the impact of the elements. At that time, he felt the body and mind flying, like an incarnation of an elf, and countless elements were noisy in his ears like restless singers. Then maybe
It is the so-called "natural display of ideas".
The old man in the library said that you should listen with your ears, so the boy listened with his ears obediently. His auricles were close to the book cover, just like the crown of a tree hanging down to the earth and taking roots. He felt the coolness of the book cover pressing against his skin.
A light dye
A strange smell came vaguely, tickling the fine hairs in his nose. He watched the bright orange light in the room diffuse into a rough halo on the stone brick walls, just like the sunlight being woven into a gauze blanket of dreams by a loom. He fell asleep, drooling.
It leaked out from the corner of the mouth and ran along the cover of the book.
At this time, in the dormitory next door, the tired-looking dark elf girl Blerina Mayo failed for the sixth time. She tried her best to get inspiration from the "Elemental Power" given by her mentor Farauda. For this reason, she
Running across the entire sky, he repeated Jonas's journey, but ended up getting stuck at the last step.
"I'm afraid I'm lying to you. How can I hear this book?" Brylina was so irritated that she circled the table. She had lived for more than 40 years and had never encountered such a powerless state. In her cognition,
Here, books are for reading. Whether it is recited aloud or silently savored, the whole process is a process of communication between people and the author. To understand a world through the eyes of others is reading. Now tell her about the book.
I heard it with my ears, it's so funny.
She gasped and decided to continue to adopt the old man's advice. She checked the soundproofing function of the magic circle built in the dormitory. After making sure that she would not disturb everyone, she released a phantom sound spell to prepare to record the sound. Everything was ready. Brylina deeply
Take a deep breath, and then exhale, "Well, okay, let's get started..."
"Ghosts from the North are floating around,
"Walking along the coast,
"...
"Under the gray beard,
"The morning light is dim,
"...
"The magic of nature works,
"Nature's thoughts unfold,
“The catastrophe is like a drastic change,
“Exhausting all your efforts will only lead to failure.
"I will only be able to use sharp blades..."
She read it once, and then released the sound signal stored in the phantom sound structure.
Breathing in, breathing out, Brelina was already quite embarrassed when she heard her own deep breaths, and when she heard herself reading those familiar sentences in an emotional tone, she was almost dying of embarrassment.
She played it a few more times and decided to increase the intensity.
The rumbling words were as sonorous and powerful as swords, and the ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong roared back and forth like a war. Blerina felt the extreme restlessness of the magic energy, and the fire, frost, and thunder and lightning all trembled at the sound.
The dark elf felt that his voice was distorting, turning into the roar of another old man, "You stupid and weak mage! Quickly betrayed, useless waste...die now and curse my name!"
Curse my name!
What is it?
What's it called?
What is your honorable name?
Brelina was sweating all over her body, and her clothes soon soaked through. She felt like she was turning into an earthworm in the swamp, covered in wet clay, trapped in a cocoon like a clay pot, and the empty magic energy was roaring angrily.
, and she needs a chisel to break the bonds!
Who are you?
"Curse my name, Gordon!"
boom!
Blailina's eyes suddenly opened up. She trembled and fell to the ground, her face twisted with surprise. Magic energy washed over her body, and her brain swelled and shrunk like a floating jellyfish. She saw endless colorful lights coming from all directions, and she felt
She was so excited that she flew out of the dormitory and left the Winterfort. High in the sky... she saw a huge banyan tree, with a naked boy named Jonas hanging from the dense canopy!
…
Lu Zhengkang returned to the guest room and saw a tiger man wearing night clothes lying in the corner.
Serana was sleeping comfortably. It was the numbered undead in the eleven-tone copper umbrella who caught the thief. The tuning magic lifted up a thin layer of the wooden floor and turned it into countless iron ropes to tie the tiger man tightly.
Lu Zhengkang released a candlelight technique, which brought a faint light to the room. He strode over and lifted up the little thief, a blood-blooded heart palpitation radiating from his skin.
The troll man took off his turban and looked at the tiger man majestically.
"You are my child, little she-cat!"
The eleven-tone copper umbrella was still playing music, but a sound of running water was suddenly inserted into the music. Under the fluctuation of magic energy, the iron ropes binding the Khajiit trembled and fell off like a group of snakes being electrocuted, and returned to the wooden board, tightly fitting together.
The little thief who sneaked into the room was about to argue for himself when he was defeated by Lu Zhengkang's gaze and slowly lowered his head.
She is wearing the legendary Nightingale Light Armor, the equipment prepared by the Shadow Lady Nocturnal for her dependents. It is woven from bird skin and silk. The addition of Void Salt makes this type of armor tough and light, and has wonderful enchantments.
The effect can greatly enhance a Rogue's strength.
Lu Zhengkang used tuning skills to create a small square soundproof area to ensure that Serana's sleep would not be disturbed, and then began to interrogate the thief.
"Name."
"..." The tiger-man was silent, waiting for her special ability to cool down. She was confident that as long as she survived for a while, she could escape and break through the shackles and barriers, just like she did when she came in.
"It seems that you are very unconvinced, then I will give you a chance, come on, show your blood!" Lu Zhengkang punched the tiger man on the forehead. The severe pain and fainting made her go crazy, and her body suddenly swelled.
His face stretched into a fierce one
With the appearance of a troll, the brown hair exploded like spikes. The originally thin body was filled with solid muscles. The Nightingale Light Armor turned into a half-armor like running water, protecting the basic joints and vital points, and channeling the boiling power.
The body is revealed.
"Roar!" The tiger giant roared like mountains shaking, its wild bloodline running like thousands of rivers, and surging like the waves of the deep sea.
Lu Zhengkang put aside his robe, revealing his golden-iron skin. Countless runes were as dazzling as the patterns on the statue. He didn't look like a living animal, but as solid as stone. His eyes were violent and depressing, like boiling water.
of magma.
"My descendant, show me your magnanimity. If you are not worthy of this power, I will take it back!"
In a small space, the battle between two alien species is about to begin. They feel each other's aura. On a spiritual level, there is a pure white troll behind each of them, raising its arms and howling wildly. As the top predators, they have always been
If you are walking alone, if you meet two, there will be a dispute!
The tiger troll jumped up and attacked. This is not the hunting habit of trolls, but the method of tigers. Lu Zhengkang cursed: "Do your weak minions also want to break through the iron wall?" He punched his blood descendant.
It flew and hit the force field wall in the isolation area without making any sound.
When she stood up, her eyes were full of shrinking.
"Keep on, keep on, be ready to drown your opponent with flesh and blood! Even if there are thousands of troops in front of you, you have to charge!"
The female tiger screamed in her heart: "I'm a fucking stalker, why do I need to charge!" But she had no time to say the words, a huge fist hit her waist and abdomen, and she heard thunder exploding in her abdomen.
