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Jonas did not speak, only expressed disgust towards Mirak.

"Look at you, how successful you have been brainwashed. You can't stop for a moment. A sad creature destroyed by a sense of mission. You are not as happy as a bog crab and a bearable kid. Ask yourself, if wisdom It will only bring pain, so will you choose to give up."

"I do not know."

"That's right, neither will I."

Milac's figure slowly disappeared.

Jonas took a few breaths slowly, the night breeze was blowing, blood was rushing, and his body was slightly cold, it turned out that sweat had soaked through his outer shirt for some time.

When an enemy was resolved, the boy told himself that he had to keep it, or he would have to deal with Milak once he died, and he was completely unsure of being able to deal with this terrible enemy.

The next step is to kill Alduin, but he can't learn Longpo without the Elder Scrolls, so what should he do?

"It's a pity..." A slow and dull sly sound sounded behind Jonas, and the boy turned his head and saw an ice-blue whirlpool, such a desperate color like a cliff with dead bones, struggling under the gray sunset on the horizon. The reflection, the coming is the miserable abyss, just an incarnation of our knowledge demon.

"who are you?"

"I am Hermayus Mora, a mortal, the one you killed just now is my servant."

"Then, I'm sorry?" Jonas felt a headache. He was just a bewildered spectator. The old thief Milac didn't know how he died. Hearing the meaning of this whirlpool ball, he should put this murder on his body. .

"If one person is missing, then one will be added. If he is dead, you can replace him. Go to the depths of this temple, where there is my secret store. In there, read the scriptures, and I will give you the supreme miracle."

Jonas thought for a while, "Can I refuse?"

"The toil of a lifetime, or the eternal torture after death? It depends on how you choose." Miserable Abyss spoke too slowly to annoy people. After the threat, he didn't wait for Jonas to bargain, and immediately slipped away.

The boy scratched his head, too painful and helpless, he could only walk towards the entrance of the temple.

Chapter 382 Dragon Soul Awakens, Forces Will

The underground of the temple is obviously an ancient Nord ruins. It is said that the believers of Mirak are really lazy. The ruins are so broken and they are not repaired. The most excessive thing is that there are still a lot of ghouls. I don't know how the believers are. There are still a lot of traps in the ruins that are not attacked by ghouls. There are a huge number of mechanism pedals on the ground, dark arrows and fire oil are everywhere, and the wood and rolling stones are commonplace. Although Jonas is not injured, he is really burnt.

When I entered a small hall deep in the ruins, I saw a keel nailed to the wall, paving the quaint and wild temperament, and there was a dragon whisper wall on the left. Jonas couldn’t understand what was said, but He could sense a word spirit hidden in it.

After gently touching the dragon language wall, Yan Ling rushed out of a dragon language vocabulary and poured into Jonas's body.

The next moment, Jonas saw a golden dragon. He grinned at the boy and shouted: "Mul! (Power)"

Jonas came back to his senses, the new language spirit, he knew what it was called, it was the inheritance from the soul.

Stimulate the potential of the dragon descendants, 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 was eager for this power in his heart, and he had to learn the three-stage dragon roar, and he was qualified to fight Alduin!

The boy tried to use the first dragon soul awakening.

"Mu!"

The heart is boiling, erupting from the soul rift, and the shield is added. The sixteen dragon souls that have been swallowed by him roar in the illusory armor, and now he has the strength of sixteen dragons!Even stronger than the bonus given by the gods.

Yan Ling needs to comprehend cultivation, it’s like kung fu, it takes time to hone. Jonas's use of the gods to descend to the earth can only make him beat Alduin dizzy. If Lu Zhengkang came to use it, he would punch him down. I have to lose my head!But the awakening of the dragon soul is like turning the valve and opening the gate to release the flood. It has no effect. It depends on how much dragon soul the dragon descendant absorbs. The more dragon souls it absorbs, the stronger the effect.

At this moment, Jonas’s heartbeat was like a drum, unable to suppress the turbulent emotions, so he punched the dragon whisper wall with a shock. He only felt his hands deep into the cloud, a little oppressive, but he had actually worn his arms. Entering the stone, he tried to lift his arm, the Dragon Whisper Wall was like a soft pastry, torn in half by his arm.

This power!

The boy laughed presumptuously, and the sound awakened the ghouls in the surrounding vertical coffins. They pushed the cover of the coffin aside, and carried the axe and hammer to give Jonas a little color, before they waited for them to say a few usual words. To be harsh, the boy fluttered like lightning, and with his bare hands he tore the muscles and bones that were as tough as a tree trunk. The neck could be twisted three hundred and sixty degrees. With only six clicks, the ghoul's head moved collectively.

"Huh?" Jonas discovered that the coffin under the keel was actually a secret door, leading to the deeper part of the ruins. He thought that the wall of dragon words was the treasure Hemeius said, but now it seems that he still Failed to receive the final gift.

A fist pierced the lock of the door, and Jonas slammed into it. The solid iron plate was recessed into a human shape, and it shattered sharply after the violent deformation.

Coming to the bottom of the temple, Jonas used candlelight to illuminate the surroundings. At the end was a bud-shaped secret room. The hollow wall appeared again, enclosing a wide area, complicated and unclear architectural forms, those door frames The window frame has the shape of an olive, and the dim light mist coils around here, which seems to be able to see the whole area at a glance, but in fact, only a small part of the front can be noticed. If you look up and look around, you can easily fall into a state of confusion. .

There is a totem pole statue in the main hall, which is actually a book pole, and a dark magic sutra is placed on a slope near the ground.

Jonas knew that this was the secret treasure of Hermayus.

Read it, a voice says, read it.

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 the clouds and haze, everything that is not natural is actually natural, and the blending of information can bring boundless harmony-only Need to read.

Jonas gently walked to the dark magic sutra, stroking its delicate book cover, beautiful and exquisite patterns, it made people feel very cool, boys really liked the feel of it, there is a similar experience of touching the palm of a girl, warm And soft.

Uncovering slowly, the pages of the book were dark yellow with distorted characters written on them. With Jonas's concentration, these characters gradually distorted and became his familiar imperial language.

"A starless sky, a lucid dream

"Author:? Biliyousi Fei Erkui Division

"Those who have dazzled the eyes of the meteors that were once for the Supreme Apocalypse will always see the slight insights triggered by this question, just like the thought blade polished by real thinking. What is left is just vulgar fantasy, trying to impose orders on Those consensuses ignored by the gods, first of all..."

Jonas was fascinated by the sight, and the dark green light talisman wrapped around him a little bit, turning into oily tentacles, strangling his neck, and in the violent suffocation, Jonas came out of his body.

The next moment, he came to the vast anomalous space.

Hermayus Mora was already here waiting for him.

"Mortal, although Milak died, the dozens of dragons he left here are still there. I need you to tame or kill them, my servant, this is a fair deal, and I will give you The miracle of Mirak, the power I gave him at the beginning, will be inherited by you today."

Thousands of Mora's eyes blinked, and a long scroll fell on the sky, unfolding in front of Jonas, a paragraph of dragon language floated on the complicated flowing characters, and a strong voice was staring at the boy.

Mora laughed very deeply. The voice was like a ball of tentacles stirring the old phlegm in his throat, making Jonas feel sick. "The dragon is always complacent about his roar, and his words are more than a sword. Sharper, hum, really good, but they will never know that I created a stronger voice than all of their dragons, [forced will]!"

Jonas praised dryly: "You are really good."

Mora let out an unexplained murmur, "If it wasn't for...that person...you wouldn't be able to escape..."

"What are you talking about?"

"No, nothing, mortal, go and accept my gift, and then obediently solve the dragons that are raging in the heavens for me, that's it, but you must remember that the master's eyes are always behind the servants, don't Like that idiot Milac, trying to get out of my shackles!"

Jonas is not hard-talking. He has been reborn so many times. He has already learned well. Anyway, he is a tool, so what is it to work for a god?

Are tools with integrity not counted as tools?

Jonas touched the scroll.

The huge speech spirit hit his soul directly.

The boy saw him again, Milac, standing in front of Jonas, the two were communicating so silently that even Mora hadn't noticed.

"Do you have any will?"

Milac smiled, "Boy, do you know what this roar requires?"