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"The capital of the imperial bastards, oh, no matter how majestic it is, it is not a good thing! Don't sit in that position if you don't have that backbone!" Larov is always ridiculing, very acrimonious, but in fact this is a bold man, right I am extremely optimistic about the decapitation he will face, "Songgarde is waiting for me."

"Tell me, are you sure?" The horse thief murmured, "When you ran, let us also go."

Jonas turned his head to look at him, hehe smiled, "If I save you, what should I do to save other Stormcloak soldiers? If you want me to say, I'll just watch you die."

Larov said solemnly: "Don't care about us, please be sure to take His Highness Ulfric out."

"Will that do me any good? Mr. Horse Thief didn't say that, your stronghold Windhelm has been captured by the iron torrent of the Baron Dillo. In the final analysis, you are now a group of guerrillas. Worthless."

"The people of Skyrim will never surrender."

"Hahaha, come on." Jonas didn't believe it at all.

After this sentence, everyone fell silent, Larov looked sad, the horse thief still looked ugly, and Ulfric was still looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle of melancholy.

The long convoy of prisoners drove slowly and one after another into the wide gate of Helgen. This town is a barrier to the south of Skyrim Province. It stands on the main road leading to the center of the sky. It is a key town and is guarded by thousands of imperial soldiers. It is not difficult to attack and defend, but it is also tight enough that unless a dragon suddenly flies over to wreak havoc, the prisoners will never escape.

Larov said with emotion, "It's ridiculous. When I saw these high walls when I was a child, I felt safe, but now I only feel ironic."

The horse thief began to tremble, his eyes were on the verge of collapse.

Jonas still looked lazy, "When the army no longer guards the people, when power overwhelms conscience, we should understand that the time has come to dedicate our blood and sweat to the innocent."

"Who told you this?"

Jonas blurted out, "Sir." Then he felt a huge blankness exploding from the bottom of his heart, as if a whole bag of flour was stuffed in an ink bottle, his thinking became stagnant and confused, "No, no, it's me. I thought about it myself."

"Oh, here we are."

The convoy stopped by the open-air execution ground, and the executioner holding a bloody giant axe stood beside the stone platform. This is the guillotine. The prisoner was then held on the ground and kneeled, with his head on the stone. Then the executioner dropped his axe and called his head. Flying out and falling into a wooden frame in front of the stone, the blood sprayed from the neck can stain a large piece of sand in front of him.

There were many archers standing on the fence and on the observation platform. Their eyes were cold and insidious. There were several priests in the corner of the execution ground. Some were muttering to themselves, some were looking around boredly. They were responsible for praying to the prisoners. The Nord female warlord brought a tall Nord clerk to the convoy and ordered the prisoners to get out of the car.

Every prisoner is registered. They come from all over the sky, all of them are Nords. They come from all over the sky. There are men and women. The proportion of female soldiers in the storm cloak is relatively higher than that of the imperial army, because of the successive wars. Taking away the lives of many adult men, the Stormcloak leaders headed by Ulfric had to ask the Nord sisters to put on their armor and take up their weapons.

When Jonas got out of the car, he shook his hands. This frightened the people around him. They all drew out their swords and drew their longbows. As long as the captain gave an order, they would smash the Brighton boy.

The female officer frowned and ordered a soldier beside him: "Go and catch him."

Jonas was about to say something when he suddenly felt his heart miss a beat. He stared at the skyrocket peak in the distance with a little flustered. In the depths of the clouds, a dark shadow was floating.

There was a long howl of a dragon from afar. This sound hadn't sounded in the sky for thousands of years, so that everyone was at a loss.

"What's that sound?"

Female officer: "Don't worry, get that kid up first."

Next, in the shocked expressions of everyone, Jonas floated gently and flew into the air.

The female officer yelled, "It's a mage! The archer shoots!"

Larov suddenly yelled, "Brothers in the storm cloak, fight it!" He took the lead and rushed towards the female officer, planning to use his tied hands to fight steel and blades.

The execution ground suddenly fell into chaos, and the horse thief turned and ran away.

Above the sky, the dragon howl came again. A huge, solemn, and handsome black dragon flew down in the clouds and hit the largest fortress in Helgen. The earth trembled. He looked at Jonas in mid-air, Qian Wan Feiya couldn't hurt him at all, his brilliant eyes were as majestic as torches.

"Dovahkiin!"

The black dragon roared, the sky was covered with dim clouds, the huge meteorite was like a flying rain, smashed frantically, and Helgen turned into scorched earth in an instant.

Eater of the World, Alduin!

Chapter 374 The Death of Jonas

Jonas felt his heart beating violently, and his blood boiled like he was going to burn him from the inside out. He was either turned into scorched wood in silence, or burst into fireworks.

"Alduin!" The desolate dragon howl courageously from the boy's throat, his whole body was wrapped in the golden dragon soul armor, and turned into a meteor to rush towards the black dragon entrenched like a mountain.

Alduin's eyes widened, and the red-orange vertical holes in the black-ringed golden pupils burst into endless rage. He shouted angrily: "Jun Kriid, dir het! (King killer, die here!)"

The boy shouted, "God Armor, Divine Soldier, Divine Power!" At the same time, increase the strength of the flying force field to the top!

He was like a white-gold stream of fire and rainbow, tearing the atmosphere in an instant, and the sky wailed for his bravery. On the earth, the iron-blooded soldiers fought hard, like a footnote to the war, and he will be the commander of the three armies.

The black dragon turned anger into flames, and the scorching breath of the dragon was like an upside-down Tianhe. It swallowed Jonas in an instant. Jonas felt the five internal organs punch, his head roared, and the world turned into blinding white. The clamor of the flame made him keep ringing in his ears. At this moment, he seemed to be pinching his neck by the death of the olfactory tract.

"Jonas, don't forget." someone whispered.

"My disciple, you can't die yet!" someone screamed.

A gentle air current passed from the amulet on his chest. He recovered. He had already withstood the first wave of the dragon's breath, and the god of heaven was still in the mortal state. Hundreds of solutions to the opponent in front of him were drawn in his mind. , These memories are like rootless duckweed, only appearing in an instant, but it is enough, he seized the opportunity.

The magical energy flows, and the frost layer is plated on his body. This is a very advanced operation. Jonas doesn’t know how to do it. He just thought that he can naturally drink magical energy. This feeling is really good. To nothing more.

The boy picked up a huge axe, fell from the sky, broke through the dragon's breath, knocked on the bridge of the black dragon's nose, hit the top of the fortress with a huge kiss against him, and choked back the dragon's breath that was too late to be cancelled into the black dragon's own throat. Fast and fierce, Alduin, caught off guard, was forced to breathe fire from the seven orifices, burning his pair of shining dragon eyes to tears.

Jonas felt the tyranny in the depths of his soul, and today it is the king-killing minister who wants to kill his majesty here!

He didn’t know why he appeared here suddenly, he didn’t know why Alduin appeared here suddenly, he didn’t know what happened in his mind, he only knew that this was a fateful meeting, the first few days of his life. Years-ten years or hundreds of years, it doesn't matter-the years are not important at all. He stood at this fixed point in time and space just to kill the black dragon in front of him.

Some people live to enslave others, some live to be enslaved, some live as if they are not alive, some live only for one thing, and Jonas lives to kill the dragon. He is the most perfect dragon-slaying weapon, which can absorb all the fragments of time, let Alduin take off his armor and become a real world devourer. At the end of time, the end of the century.

This is fate, and God has made arrangements.

Jonas' eyes were scarlet, and he felt the will to kill surging in his body, and he must kill the black dragon!

The blazing thunderfire plasma wrapped around the boy in the soul armor. He waved the giant axe in his hand and passed it quickly. He just felt comfortable all over. Before one axe fell, he already knew how to split the next axe out. The limbs are coordinated, as if they can continue the offensive until the sky is old.

The heavy force smashed the black dragon into confusion. The power was transmitted along his head to the top of the fortress, and then led to the ground. The dust and sand throbbed for it. Without ten moves, the fortress was broken immediately. The black dragon regained consciousness, spreading its wings and hurricane. The attack made Jonas blow to the ground. Although he didn't really interrupt his flying skills, it also made the offensive flawed. Alduin turned his head and opened a huge kiss horizontally, and hit Jonas with an axe. The moment he fell, bit him from the side, sharp teeth like a knife gate, let alone a shield enchantment, even an ebony pillar stood here to be chewed!

Sure enough, the words of the spirit shield and the mage shield shattered one after another, and even the heart shield was pierced out of a big hole. Jonas was like a strawberry rich in juice, splashed with blood, soaking his black robe. , Hanging sticky on the skin surface.

"This is just... a small scratch!" Jonas muffled. Before he could use the means to control the enemy, a black thunder pierced deep in the dragon's mouth. It was Alduin's tongue, wrapped in a spiny shell. The dragon tongue is like gold and iron, attached to the black dragon's corrosive saliva, which can brittle substances and degrade energy. Almost instantly, it pierces the boy's waist and abdomen, breaks open from the back, and brings out a few spine.

Alduin let out a deep laugh, his tongue retracted, and he placed the boy between the sharp teeth and chewed it up.

A small head accidentally leaked from between the teeth, and the black dragon carefully licked it from the ground where Heergen was destroyed by meteorites and skyfire. Hearing the sound of the hard skull being broken, the black dragon king was in a good mood.

"Lein los dii nu. (The world belongs to me.)"

...

Panting, Lu Zhengkang shook the bronze bell in his hand. This was his exclusive weapon, the death knell. He felt the blood of the werewolves in his body urging him to crush the enemies in front of him, the Siyk Order, and the chief of Winterhold Mage.

"Tell me, where is Jonas?!"

The enemy ignored his advice and just gathered around the Master, "Master, this is already the 618th. The timeline has deviated very seriously. Our plan is getting more and more risky. The Dragonborn is really Can it succeed?"