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"Who ever said that we are from the Saiyk Cult of the Fourth Age?" The believer chuckled.

"What do you mean by this sentence?"

"The crystal tower stays in our hearts forever. We are the ghosts of the First Era. We came with the power of Dragon Break, just to stop you from devouring the world."

The occurrence of the Dragon Break made the Crystal Tower jump from the past to the present, but the Crystal Tower was reshaped to stop the Dragon Break. The result of the event must block the cause of the event. It sounds incredible, but this is the particularity of the Dragon Break.

If the dragon broken by Lu Zhengkang in the future is a circle of ripples on the water surface, then the Seike Order and the others are the sinking mud pushed to the surface of the water by the ripples. They cannot go directly to Lu Zhengkang when he was born to intercept them. They can move to the past timeline as the ripples continue to expand, but they can’t really wait for the ripples to expand to Lu Zhengkang’s birth date, because the timeline will exponentially grow exponentially with the expansion of Longpo, when Lu Zhengkang’s birth will have Countless forms cannot be contained at all.

Lu Zhengkang: "Why do I want to devour the world? I am not Alduin. Besides, why bother to spend a lot of time for the sake of mere trouble?"

"It's not the same. Except for the green liquor strolling in the black swamp, the rest of the towers in this world are either inactivated by the crushing of the original stone or completely collapsed. The world has entered the most critical time. When the dragon descendant kills the black dragon, Return the Devourer of the World, and a new cycle will begin."

"It sounds pretty good."

"But you are different. You carry a force that makes the world die out. Samsara will end thereafter."

Lu Zhengkang guessed that the Saiyik was referring to the Pure Land, but the Pure Land would not manifest the path of fate. How did the opponent see it?

"Even so, how are you going to stop me?"

"We will..." The headmaster waved the wonderful staff in his hand. This is the rod of Magnus. It is matched with the Eye of Magnus. It was once buried under the lost city of Labrinxian, and was later taken by Saiike. The mission excavated.

Before his words fell, the Eye of Magnus burst into full bloom, and a huge blue light beam shot out from the core, hitting the frozen Lu Zhengkang hard, and the trolls disappeared in the torrential torrent.

"……Kill you."

Several Saiyks breathed a sigh of relief and looked at their patriarch, and he said softly and softly, "Go ahead, the next timeline is waiting for us."

"But the dragonborn is getting more and more unstable!"

"After completely tampering with his memory, let him go, he is the most critical link."

Aran hesitated and asked, "Is it really necessary to add such difficulties to the child?"

"Child? No, he is the reincarnation of the dragon and the snake, the savior of heaven. If anyone else can accomplish God's will and prevent this outsider from devouring the world, it can only be this boy."

The Master chuckled, "Let's go ahead. We can try to stay as still as possible without using Magnus's power. If we do it a few more times, the dragon pupa glue will be exhausted."

"Didn't we kill more than 800 dragons before we came? Logically speaking, it should be more than enough." A cultist doubted.

"It's far from enough. As long as the dragon is broken for a moment, the timeline of the past will continue to emerge."

Aran sighed, "Can you send back the teachers and students of the college by the way?"

"Alright, so that you can free up your hands to help deal with the destroyers, but you have to understand that they will suffer the torture of their souls brought by the time gap."

"Be alive first and talk about other things."

"Right."

All Saiyikes chanted the curse together, and the next moment the bright light shone, the broken ground recovered, everyone's injuries healed, but Jonas and the people of Winterhold all disappeared, and the black bug society was resurrected.

Time freezes three seconds after the imperial mage was knocked into the air by the president of the Black Bug Society. Then, a crisp bell rang, and a man in white robes carrying a copper umbrella flew in from Sattar’s breach, “It’s you, to Hurt my child? Where did you hide Jonas? Hand it over!"

"Go ahead, thirty-third time."

...

Jonas felt the world spin, and the darkness in front of him was dark. He passed out, and a gentle baritone said in his head in gorgeous Elvish language: "When the towers return, fate will be reversed. Find the walking brass, close him, and end. Dragon is broken."

When his consciousness regained consciousness, Jonas heard the wheel rolling over the stone floor.

With his hands tied up, the boy opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a scooter, opposite a blond man in blue leather armor, raising his chin at him, "Hey, you, finally awake."

"Where am I?"

"The way to the Holy Land town Helgen was beheaded." The blond Nordman smiled nonchalantly.

It seems to be early in the morning, and the road between the forests is covered with thin mist, with tall pines and cypresses on both sides, and the majestic mountains of Tiantian Province are faintly visible between the trees.

The driving was an imperial soldier. There were a total of four prisoners on the car. On the right hand side of Jonas was a brown-haired Nord with a large cloak in black bear skin and a cloth strip on his mouth. The Blue Armored Nord, and a tall and thin Brighton man in a linen prison uniform, he was muttering to himself, "Holy Spirit, Ismir, Dibera, please bless me."

The Nords saw Jonas staring at the man in the cloak, and said in a deep voice: "Attention, citizen, you are now facing the great High King Ulfric!"

The Brighton man sneered, "Bad-headed guy, now everyone with a discerning eye can see that Baron Dillo of Winterhold is the destiny. If anyone can solve the chaos caused by your storm cloak, only Di Baron Luo!"

The imperial soldier who drove the car turned his head and cursed, "Shut up all behind! Be honest!"

Ulfric let out a few vague laughs, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the sky.

Chapter 373 Alduin

Jonas clutched his head, and the Nord man opposite asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's a headache. By the way, my name is Jonas? Baishan, what is your name?"

"Larov, Larov from Ximu Town. My home is not far from here, oh, death in my hometown is a good place. Hey, where are you from? You crossed the border when it was time to be arrested, could it be From Cyrodir?"

"Maybe." Jonas lowered his head and looked at himself, his sturdy body, a tattered black mage robe no longer looked like, the wolf leather shoes on his feet were broken and his dirty toes were exposed. He felt that there was something in his chest. I was so flustered that I touched it with my tied hand, which looked like a square pendant.

He has forgotten a lot, but he clearly knows the power he possesses, regardless of whether he is a prisoner now, but if he wants to escape, no one can stop him.

Jonas quietly broke the hemp rope that bound his wrist, and the eyes of the three people in the same car were almost staring. Larov smacking his lips, winking his eyebrows and beckoning the boy to do him a favor.

Jonas didn't respond, just leaned back in his chair for a while and relaxed.

The other Brighton was anxious. He was originally ugly. His skin was dark brown, his beard was red, and his cheeks were purple. Once he was emotional, he would be like being possessed by an evil spirit. Help me, or I'll report you!"

The imperial soldier turned his head again, and found that Jonas's strap was loose. He was about to yell, but he was hit in the face with a calming technique by Jonas, and silently turned his head to continue driving.

Larov let out a contradictory cry between disgust and joy, "A illusionist, great."

Jonas glanced at him sideways, and Larov smiled nervously, "Don't get me wrong, I can see you are a good person, but you also know that the illusionist's name is always bad."

"I am from the Destruction System, not from the Illusion System."

"Hey, why were you caught?" The Brighton man sneered.

"If you don't shut up, I'll give you a happy one." Jonas didn't even plan to look at him with his straight eyes.

"Oh, the Holy Spirit is above, tell me, I have to die if I resist, and I must die if I don't resist..." The Brighton man grinned, ugly.

They quarreled all the way, and Jonas had never really done anything to the Brighton horse thief. Except for the dumbfounded Uffric, the remaining three lads had a hot chat and began to remember their lives together, laughing.

"Jonas, where did you spend your childhood?"

"It should be at Cyro Dier, I still remember the appearance of the Platinum Tower, it is very majestic."