Chapter 411 Reverse - The Correct Way of Cultivating Eight Doors
The area near the College of Winterhold is a large wilderness, with white snow covering everything.
The turbulent air currents in the sky mixed with ice slag hit people's faces. For ordinary creatures, the environment here is already harsh enough.
If it were a game in the material world, this place wouldn't actually be that big.
But when it truly exists as a world, it appears extremely vast.
Yi Qiu looked at it now, and saw that the surroundings were all white, and the whole world was the only color left.
Even though Yi Qiu was high in the sky, he couldn't find any special area.
"Ouch!!!"
At this moment, a loud and long howling sound attracted Yi Qiu's attention.
Dragons in Skyrim have a habit of roaring periodically.
In the sky, the dragon's roar has various special magical powers.
In a sense, it also has the effect of summoning dragonborn, which can promote the harmonious control of the number of dragons in the sky.
After thinking about it, Yi Qiu lowered the evil wind a little, and then moved in the direction of the dragon's roar.
The dragons in Skyrim have great differences in combat power depending on their species. Yi Qiu plans to practice with the most common dragon species first.
After all, no matter how weak it appears in the game, it is still a dragon.
For most planes, dragons are not such weak creatures.
"call……"
After flying for a short while, Yi Qiu held down the cloud head and looked at the dragon soaring wantonly in the sky through the vast snow.
This was the first time that Yi Qiu had come into contact with a dragon at such a close distance. Its huge size and sinuous bat wings showed a formidable power.
Yi Qiu could hear the loud sound made by its strong bat wings beating the air, which was a sign of vitality and vitality.
Just like a fluttering bird, people can clearly feel the rhythm that comes from the origin of life.
To put it simply, it sounds chewy...
Yi Qiu calmly touched his bald head. He currently did not have intuitive combat detection capabilities or equipment.
The dragons in Skyrim don't have very obvious color differences like the five-color dragons. In fact, their overall painting styles are very similar.
This requires a certain amount of knowledge about the Dragon-Skyrim branch to make a judgment, which Yi Qiu obviously does not have.
However, Yi Qiu did not sense an overly dangerous aura from the flying dragon, which meant that at least it did not have the ability to kill Yi Qiu instantly.
After observing in secret, Yi Qiu pressed down his head and left quietly.
He was going to try to activate the Reversed Eight Gate Dunjia first, and if he couldn't control it in the end, he would come over and kick it out, or wait until he succeeded and then come over and hammer it.
Then, Yi Qiu looked around in the sky, found a basin covered with snow, and flew over...
"call……"
In the ice and snow, Yi Qiu stood on the thick layer of snow in the nameless basin.
The accumulation of snow over a long period of time has made the snow here very thick. Yi Qiu is not sure why the wizards of Tianji chose such an area to establish Winterhold College.
After all, the environment here is not a very comfortable scene for a mage with a relatively fragile constitution.
Yi Qiu began to recall the specific operation details of Ni-Eight Gate Dunjia. He had never opened the Death Door, but the power of the Death Door was unquestionable.
As for Yi Qiu's own conditions, if he wants to activate the Reverse-Eight Gate Dunjia, he needs to complete the reversal within a very short time after opening the Death Door.
Otherwise, it will be more difficult to shake the Eight Gate Dunjia, which has formed a complete energy circuit.
For other users, they do not have such troubles, and Yi Qiu's physique has reached extraordinary levels.
If he didn't seize the fleeting opportunity at the beginning, he doubted that the door in his body would repair itself very quickly.
This means that he must succeed once and for all, and he must break through the door in his body completely in one go.
Yi Qiu calmed down for a moment, and then quietly felt the door in his body.
The howling cold wind, frost and snow outside could not disturb him, and his current spiritual state had already gained a certain degree of warmth.
Just after Yi Qiu completely focused his consciousness on the area where the door was opened, he began to use the Faxiang Skull to assist him in the operation of Eight Door Dunjia.
The energy in his body began to flow rapidly, and then...
"thump……"
"thump……"
Just when Yi Qiu was about to open the door to death, a sharp pain like a needle in his heart stopped him.
Clear disaster?
Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and he suddenly found that he had found the most correct posture for activating the reverse-eight gate Dunjia...
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"Ahem..."
Ferrer-Cilla pulled her snow boots out of the thick snow with some difficulty. She is a dragon hunter.
This is a profession that is very famous outside, but is actually very rare.
Because hunting dragons is no joke.
And what it carries is a heavy and bloody history, a legacy full of thorns and hardships.
Ferrer-Silla herself is not very interested in this profession, or she actually doesn't really recognize this profession.
Because she feels that dragon hunting is a risky choice, but it is undoubtedly not suitable as a profession.
But she finally took over the bow from her grandmother. There are always some sacrifices that need to be made to continue the inheritance...
The level of dragon hunter in Feiler-Siela is not high, because this is a profession that requires the blood of dragons to gain the power of growth.
"Before we appeared, dragons had no natural enemies, but when the first dragon hunter picked up the dragon hunting bow, from then on..."
Grandma's nagging was still echoing in Ferrersela's ears. Unfortunately, she could no longer argue with her like before.
Because, when she took over the dragon-hunting bow, her grandmother peacefully returned to the embrace of Father God.
"A dragon could exist in such a bad place?"
Feiler-Silla looked at the information on her retina that she got from the information dealer, which said that there are a large number of dragon species in this world.
"Father God bless me, I hope it won't be another white dragon... I've really had enough of the shame of these dragons."
Feiler-Silla's current professional level is all obtained by hunting white dragons. Of course, the white dragons she hunts are all white dragons below the adult dragon standard.
Although the white dragon is indeed relatively weak, the adult white dragon still has a certain degree of lethality.
At least for now, Feiler-Silla doesn't think she can safely hunt an adult white dragon.
Ferrer-Silla prayed silently in her heart while looking around with caution.
In places where white dragons are likely to appear, frost giants will also become common.
However, although this world is somewhat different, Feiler-Silla did not receive more detailed information.
Because the money she has left is only enough to pay for this...
"Damn greenskin, one day I will get all this money back."
Feiler-Silla thought with some annoyance as she held her dragon-hunting bow.
At this moment, she felt the ground suddenly shake, a violent sound came from the air, and then a huge white mist like a mushroom cloud rose in the distance!