Lu Zhengkang knew that he had been tricked by Sheogorath.
But he didn't care.
The stag slowly stood up and turned into the appearance of Deer Zhengkang, and the doe also stood up and turned into the form of Serana.
"Thanks a lot."
"From now on, your only lover will be me!"
"good."
Sheogorath walked out from the side, wearing a black priest's robe, applauding with an exaggerated expression.
"Awesome, touching and touching!"
Lu Zhengkang asked, "Have you had enough fun? Is it time to tell me the whereabouts of Namidian?"
"No, you said you've had enough fun? I said you haven't had enough!" Sheogorath waved her hand, "Let me see your later memories, hehe!"
Sheogorath quickly browsed through his memories until he saw a god with antlers, and a brilliant flower spinning in the palm of his hand. The mad god was sucked in at once, followed closely by Lu Zhengkang and Serana.
The happy mad god suddenly became unhappy, "Hey, why, this is yours..."
Lu Zhengkang appeared behind him, gently holding the old man's shoulders, and together they looked at the green wheat fields, the bright white ice peaks in the distance, the blue ghosts like clouds, and the golden sky.
"Does it look good? Welcome to my domain, the peaceful place."
Sheogorath smacked his lips, "It's different, it's different. Hey, your realm is really different! I can't even see the Trembling Island." The Trembling Island in his mouth is the realm of annihilation, and the identity of it. When a Daedra Lord
When he says that he cannot sense his own domain, it means the separation of the godhead and the kingdom of god. This is very fatal. Sheogorath will weaken and die little by little, and the Shivering Island will continue to collapse due to the lack of the main god.
Lu Zhengkang: "You are so impulsive. It's really difficult for me to handle."
Sheogorath peeked into Lu Zhengkang's memory, which is a very difficult problem.
"Kid, I have to say," the Mad God's tone was as low as ever, as thick as a whale's whisper, with an echo like rolling thunder. His usually crazy face was extremely peaceful and kind, as if he was about to transform into a reclusive world of order.
God Ji Gallagher and Lu Zhengkang couldn't help but become solemn, intending to listen carefully to the teachings of this powerful man.
But the next second, joy burst out from Sheogorath's face. With a bang, roar, it seemed that you could hear the silent burst of cheers. He opened his mouth as wide as if he could stuff an apple into it.
Exaggerated, the gray eyes danced, as if a restless little animal was about to break out of its shell. This weird and crazy face could drive any mortal who looked directly at it crazy, even some Daedra lords.
We are not immune to the effects of this kind of pollution.
Lu Zhengkang made a speechless expression. He was in the Pure Land and would not be harmed by any form of attack. Sheogorath was not trying to confuse him with any of the same tricks, but he was truly ecstatic from the bottom of his heart.
"Ahhhhh!!! That's great!!!" Like a child who let himself go, he broke free from Lu Zhengkang's arm, carried a small suitcase, and ran at full speed into the natural fields. The cheers of surprise were far away.
Sent from afar.
Lu Zhengkang frowned, the pure land was shaking, and in the void of annihilation, an island with lush vegetation flew quickly, hit the epiphyllum, and shattered.
The thing that has always been hidden deep in the Pure Land appears as an Indra Net, which is a Yuanling Zone. All the souls who died in the Pure Land will ascend into it and become one. At this moment, the Indra Net collects the fragments of the trembling island.
Get up, like hard-working fishermen, scoop up the harvest, and then leave the sea in a boat.
The Pure Land swallowed up Sheogorath's domain.
There were no waves during the whole process, so that the fish in the sea did not notice that their companions had disappeared.
Lu Zhengkang was the only bystander, but he actually didn't see any specific scene. He only realized it after the fact, and other than that, he didn't understand much.
Now, with the blessing of the copper umbrella, he has only reached the third level. The world of the second level is still too far away from him.
Seeing Sheogorath's carefree appearance, Lu Zhengkang suddenly felt guilty. Although it was your fault that you secretly read my diary, it is a bit unjustifiable for me to accidentally take over your house.
After feeling guilty for a while, Lu Zhengkang forgot about it and planned to ask Sheogorath if he knew the whereabouts of Namidian. If he didn't know, he also planned to ask his old boss Hircine.
Lu Zhengkang smiled at Sheogorath, who was waving to him from a distance, and walked hundreds of feet to the Mad God, "You seem very happy?"
"Of course! I'm so happy that I don't have to see Jigalag anymore! Oh, Patrick, let's go catch jellyfish!"
Lu Zhengkang: "My memory is so rich, why do you only like "SpongeBob SquarePants"?"
The Mad God is very powerful. He is the only person who can peek into the memory of Lu Zhengkang so far. To a certain extent, he has truly inherited the divinity of Lockhan and is close to the first-level high-level god.
"Don't you think this is a great work? Yes, yes, there is also this, look at it," Crazy God, like a film and television fan who is keen on Amway, transformed into an old blue-haired Mediterranean man, wearing a
He was wearing a dirty white coat, smelling of alcohol, drooling from his mouth, with a drooping horse face, and stared at Lu Zhengkang with dead fish eyes.
Lu Zhengkang looked hesitant, "This is..."
"Yes! Yeah! It's me! wubba lubba dub dub!" He raised his hands, laughed and swayed, like a coquettish tumbler. This image comes from "Rick and Morty", in which Sheogorath dressed as a madman.
The scientist Rick looks like he is acting in his true self.
"Okay, so...Master Rick? Can you tell me where the Namidian is?"
"On Mundus, on a certain star, you have to fly out of Nirn to find it."
Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Okay."
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In 4e201, Ulfric Stormcloak, Lord of the East and Lord of Windhelm City, assassinated High King Toig, brazenly launched a civil war, broke with the empire, and caused turmoil in the world.
This is Skyrim's third civil war in history.
On the tundra of Winterhold Territory, a warm fire glowed from the resting place of the wolves.
Lu Zhengkang lives here all the time. He goes to Winterfort three times a week to run his food shop. The rest of the time he still chooses to spend the night in the stone shack. This place is far away from people and very quiet.
His human form has completed growing into an adult, and he still uses his human form when he is living in seclusion, but when he goes to meet old friends, he still uses his troll form.
In human form, he is a tall, stern blond Nord man, seven feet tall, with skin as white as grease. His sea-blue pupils are always shining brightly, very energetic, reflecting the vast blue tundra.
He stands upright on the hill, like a snowflake.
It's been a busy time lately.
The fourth-generation spacecraft he named Leviathan was undergoing final assembly, and at the same time, a large number of magic experiments had to be prepared.
The numbered undead were already very powerful, and Lu Zhengkang planned to perform a lich transformation ceremony for them. To this end, he also made a set of exogenous armor for each undead, which was used as a phylactery.
The current exo-armor is in its sixth generation. It has been improved many times, and finally a large-scale semi-mechanical and semi-biological mecha that can deform and repair itself has been developed, referred to as the exo-armor.
Very useful and very powerful.
A roar rose on the gray horizon of the tundra, and a Nord man wearing ebony armor rode a steam car roaring towards the resting place of the wolves.
Lu Zhengkang went out early to greet him. The person who came was Dilo, who was now an outstanding blacksmith and mechanic. Three years ago, he suddenly remembered Jonas, and this time he came to persuade Lu Zhengkang to take him to the outer world with him.
