The underground of the temple is obviously an ancient Nordic ruins. The believers of Miraak are really lazy. The ruins are so dilapidated and they don’t repair them. The most outrageous thing is that there are still a lot of corpses left. I don’t know what the believers are doing.
Even if they are not attacked by the corpses, there are still a lot of traps in the ruins. There are a huge number of mechanical pedals on the ground. Hidden arrows and kerosene are everywhere. Falling trees and rolling stones are commonplace. Although Jonas was not injured, he felt really distressed.
Go to a small hall deep in the ruins. When you enter the door, you see a pair of dragon bones nailed to the wall. The simple and wild temperament comes from the pavilion. There is a dragon language wall on the left. Jonas can't understand what is said on it, but
He could sense a word spirit hidden in it.
After gently stroking the dragon language wall, the spirit of words rushed out from a dragon language vocabulary and poured into Jonas's body.
The next moment, Jonas saw a golden dragon, smiled at the boy, and shouted: "mul! (power)"
Jonas came back to his senses. He knew what the new language spirit was called. It was an inheritance from the soul.
To stimulate the dragonborn's potential, control the inner dragon nature, and truly release the energy of the dragon souls he has absorbed, this is [Dragon Roar: Dragon Soul Awakening]!
Jonas longs for this power in his heart. If he can learn the three dragon roars, he will be qualified to fight Alduin head-on!
The boy tried to use the first paragraph of Dragon Soul Awakening.
"Mu!"
His heart boiled, erupting from the soul rift, and the shield was added to his body. The sixteen dragon souls he had swallowed were roaming and roaring on the illusory armor. Now he has the strength of sixteen giant dragons! Even better than the gods descending to earth.
The bonus is stronger.
The spirit of speech needs to be understood and practiced, just like kung fu, it takes time to hone. Jonas's use of the gods to descend to the earth can only allow him to beat Alduin dizzy. If Lu Zhengkang uses it, one punch, the black dragon's
Your head will fall off! But the dragon soul awakening is like turning a valve, opening a gate to release floods. It has no effect in itself. It all depends on how much dragon soul the dragonborn absorbs. The more dragon souls it absorbs, the stronger the effect.
At this moment, Jonas's heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't suppress the surging emotions, so he punched the dragon's wall with a punch. There was a resounding sound. He only felt that his hand was deep into the clouds, and there was a slight sense of oppression, but in fact, it had penetrated all the arms.
After falling into the stone, he tried to lift his arm, and the dragon's language wall was like a soft pastry, torn in half by his arm.
Such power!
The boy laughed wildly, and the sound woke up the corpses in several vertical coffins around him. They pushed open the coffin lids, and with axes and hammers, they wanted to show Jonas some color without waiting for them to say a few words.
If he was cruel, the boy would tear apart their muscles and bones, which were as tough as tree trunks, with his bare hands. He could twist their necks 360 degrees with just one click, and with just six clicks, the ghoul's heads would be moved away en masse.
"Huh?" Jonas discovered that the coffin under the dragon bones was actually a secret door, leading to the deeper parts of the ruins. He originally thought that the Dragon Language Wall was the treasure Hermaius mentioned, but now it seems that he still
Unable to receive the final gift.
A fist punched through the door lock, and Jonas slammed into it. The solid iron plate was dented into a human shape and shattered after violent deformation.
Arriving at the ground floor of the temple, Jonas used candlelight to illuminate the surroundings. At the end was a bud-shaped secret room. The hollow walls appeared again, covering a wide area, complex and unknown architectural forms, and those door frames.
The window frame has the shape of an olive, and the dim light mist is swirling here. It seems that you can take in the entire area at a glance, but in fact you can only notice a small part in front of you. If you raise your head and look around a little, it is easy to fall into a state of confusion.
.
There is a totem pole statue in the main hall, which is actually a book pillar. There is a dark magic book placed on the sloping platform near the ground.
Jonas knew that this was Hermaeus's secret treasure.
Read, a voice said, read.
The knowledge here is waiting for a reading, waiting for the understanding of wisdom and thinking, just like rivers waiting for the sea, mountains waiting for clouds, everything that is unnatural is actually natural, and the blending of information can bring boundless harmony. Just go
read.
Jonas walked gently to the Dark Magic Book and touched its delicate cover. The beautiful and delicate patterns gave people a cool feeling. The boy really liked the feel of it. It had an experience similar to touching a girl's palm, warm.
And soft.
Slowly uncovered, the pages of the book were dark yellow with twisted characters written on them. As Jonas concentrated on it, these characters gradually became distorted and turned into the imperial language he was familiar with.
"Starless sky, waking dream
"Author: Bilius Fairquis
"Those eyes that have been dazzled by the shooting stars of the Supreme Revelation will always see the small insights triggered by this heavenly question, like the blade of thought polished by real thinking, and what remains are just vulgar fantasies trying to impose orders.
Those consensuses ignored by the gods, first of all..."
Jonas was fascinated by what he saw. The dark green light symbols wrapped around his body bit by bit, turning into oily tentacles and strangling his neck. Amidst the intense suffocation, Jonas was out of his body.
The next moment, he came to the vast aberrant space.
Hermaeus Mora was already waiting for him here.
"Mortal, although Milak is dead, the dozens of giant dragons he left here are still there. I need you to tame or kill them. My servant, this is a fair transaction. I will give Rumi
Lark's miracle, the power I gave him at the beginning, will be inherited by you today."
Mora blinked thousands of eyes, and a long scroll fell from the sky, unfolding in front of Jonas. There was a dragon language floating on the complex flowing characters, and a very powerful speaking spirit was staring at the boy.
Maura laughed very deeply, and her voice was like a tentacle stirring up the old phlegm in her throat, which made Jonas feel sick, "The dragon is always proud of his roar, and his words are more powerful than his sword."
Sharp, hum hum, really good, but you will never know that I created a word spirit that is stronger than all of your dragons, [Forced Will]!"
Jonas praised dryly: "You are really good."
Maura made a murmur of unknown meaning, "If it weren't for... that person... you wouldn't be able to escape..."
"What are you talking about?"
"No, it's nothing. Mortal, go and accept my gift, and then obediently deal with the dragons raging over the sky for me. That's it. But you must remember that the master's eyes are always behind the servant's back. Don't
Like that idiot Miraak, trying to escape from my shackles!"
Jonas didn't have a hard word. He had learned the lesson long ago after being reborn so many times. After all, he was just a tool, so what was the point of working for a god?
Doesn’t a tool with integrity count as a tool?
Jonas touches the scroll.
The huge spirit of words struck directly into his soul.
The boy saw him again, Milak, standing in front of Jonas. The two were communicating silently, and even Maura didn't notice.
"What else do you have in your will?"
Milak smiled, "Boy, do you know what this roar requires?"
"What do you need?"
"Every time you use this dragon roar, you will lose part of your soul, or you will use the soul of a giant dragon to bear the loss on your behalf."
"Really? Then I don't have to."
"Hahaha, impossible!" Mirak laughed heartily, "This is the power that can enslave gods, how could you not use it!"
"What?!"
"Yes, even the creator Mora doesn't know what the consequences will be if a mortal gets his hands on the most profound soul. That tentacled monster said that I just want to escape from the aberration, but little does he know that I want to devour it.
Chapter completed!