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"Namidian attacked Morrowind in order to knock down Red Mountain. It has some bad memories there, but this is just right. There is a Clockwork City under Morrowind, where there are several spaceships that can carry people to Go to the moon, too. The brass god is not something you can fight against. The real time to win is still sometime in the future."

Jonas nodded. Has his mission come to an end?

...

Satar.

"The first Dragon Chrysalis node record is complete!" Toptarina suddenly reported to the Imam. "I saw him, that boy."

The master smiled reluctantly. It is now halftime. He looks around the devastated Sattar wearily. More than three hundred time lines have passed since he met the terrifying Baishan last time. All kinds of Baishan, there are men and women, old and young, and some are not human. Those with strong ability will take the initiative to find Sattar, while those with weak strength will be forcibly summoned. In short, they are all It can be solved without much effort.

After that terrible punch, Sattar has only four living people, three members of Saiyk, and the archmage Aran of Winterhold. As for the unlucky ones of the Black Bug Society, they have disappeared in the aftermath. Will not be resurrected.

"How many dragon souls do we have left?"

"Less than a hundred."

The dragon soul is a little less used. After all, it is a fragment of time. It is an irreversible process to charge the crystal tower dragon pupa magic.

Among the nine members of the Saiike Order, five were in charge of hunting dragons. In the nearly 100 years after 4E201, they successively hunted down more than 800 dragons, but killed six members in Lunyinquan. Later, the dragon soul escaped partly-the dragon hunter died before the dragon hunting, which is equivalent to not hunting the dragon-some were absorbed by Jonas, some were absorbed by Milak.

Their existence is erased, which is equivalent to having never appeared in this world-the round seal fist caused a small dragon break, erased the timeline of the slain, and gradually, even if it was a spectator that witnessed their killing I can't remember the existence of those people, that is, because the dragon pupa blocked the spread of the dragon, so that the four mages of Sattar can remember the tragedy.

The thought of the death of his colleague would not be remembered by anyone, even the Saiyk cult following the hermit's journey, were saddened and sad.

Seeing that the dragon soul on hand was not enough, the master sighed, and the atmosphere grew desperate.

Aran comforted: "The master does not have to be so sad. Since this comrade-in-arms sees the boy, it proves that we have successfully blocked Longpo and survived 201 years. There is always a possibility that we can complete this great cause. All victims are heroes."

The chief mage of Winterhold lost a right arm, a lung on one side, a part of liver and gallbladder, intestines and other organs. Such injuries would have killed him. He used healing techniques to recover the wounds, and a new layer of skin covered them. The wound surface, but the lost parts can never grow back. Even the body has forgotten that these organ cells once existed, and the soul is missing a corner. It is precisely because of this that the body adjusts spontaneously and barely regains its function.

Forty-six times before the timeline, they met Baishan, a mechanic, who was covered in mechanical bionic devices, alive and well with a small Nano Dean.

After killing him, Aran and the headmaster used the remains of Baishan to create a brand new body.Now Aran’s lower limbs are black sandalwood mechanical spiders, and his right arm is a multifunctional bionic arm. An energy core is inserted into the gap of his body.The master lost some tissue in his left leg and abdominal cavity, and now he also has a mechanical leg installed.

The strength of these two semi-mechanical and semi-human wizards has not been greatly reduced, on the contrary, they are more flexible and resistant.

Aran's words made the other three people feel a lot better. After the hard fight, everyone's mental state was on the verge of a limit and morale was sluggish.It is impossible to call reinforcements in the dragon chrysalis. Every confrontation is fist to the flesh. For the wizard, it is as painful as a close fight. The four people can shuttle hundreds of timelines without crashing in the confusion of perception. It is an epic level. Will of steel.

"We may take a risk," the headmaster said. "Since we have anchored the timeline with the best progress, maybe we should send the boy to the time after node 1 and go directly to the final game."

"But that will undoubtedly strengthen the power of Dragon Break, and we are likely to lose that timeline."

"But we don't have too many choices..." The headmaster was a little incoherent.

The other two congregations, Toptarina and Proni, they argued with each other, "It's just persistence..."

"We still have a chance, just like Master Aran said..."

"The original stone of the crystal tower is still there. As long as your walking law doesn't break down, we will be able to hold on to the wasteland..."

"Yeah, yeah, even if the dragon soul is exhausted, we still have the eye of Magnus to extract the creation qualities of the gods, and so many dawn magic..."

"Persevere... Persevere..."

Chapter 385: King of Shadows Lu Zhengkang

Aran looked at the three people in front of him, the headmaster pursed his lips, his gentle eyes were full of painful torture, while the other two were obviously too panicked and pinned all their morale on the headmaster, who was incredibly powerful. The imaginary guys say that the Saiyk Order disappeared for a period of time at the beginning of the Second Age. Did they come from what time period?But how did they predict such a distant crisis?Why did they come forward?What do they represent?Nine people, nine holy spirits?No, it's impossible...

In the corner, a tall man in a black robe stands silently. Behind him is a dark purple roulette. The side facing him is embossed, and the side facing him is the world pattern, which is so rich that it can’t be eliminated. Can gush out from it, turning into countless solemn roots to connect to the man.The face under the hood is Lu Zhengkang.

Shadow magic can summon yourself in different timelines.

...

The high elf mage left quietly.

Jonas was stunned for a while, and looked up at the brass god turning his head to look towards the black swamp. From his position, he could see Nanodian sideways, behind the rags of gray and yellow dust clouds. , He is like a pillar of heaven in a dream.

"It's beautiful," the boy said sincerely.Looking at the brass god like this, his heart slowed down inexplicably, and he heard another low, hollow, crunchy heartbeat, and he resonated with him—this subtle feeling was fleeting.

At this moment, the end of the world is indeed here, everything is plunged into a cold and desolate melancholy. The wind brings a violent drop in temperature. The temperature will not be higher than three degrees Celsius. He can see the sea with his head down. The tsunami has just rushed through here, and now the earth is exposed, strange. The marine creatures left on the surface, the mountains have been cut short, the basins are filled with sea water, it is said that it is land, but it is actually a wetland.

It is estimated that the morning wind has broken a layer, and even the stratum on the sky side has been severely affected. A large number of rift valleys are spreading in dendritic form, and sea water is continuously poured in, but it does not mean to fill up.

Nairn’s population was estimated to have been reduced by the vast majority. Only three hours have passed. On a cosmic scale, even the blink of an eye has come to an end.

Jonas saw the floating corpse thousands of miles away, and the broken materials of the house collapsed and scattered.

A terrible sight.

There are still a thousand people alive now?A hundred people?Even less?

The Winter Fort must be gone, it can't be there, let alone Southheim.

Jonas counted the names of the places he knew one by one. It was estimated that there would be survivors. This was like an instinctive reaction. In fact, he didn't want to think about it.

He was thinking, has he ever killed anyone?

It seems not, he is just a bystander to the killing...

Some memories float up-

The child cried to the man, and the man wiped the tears from his cheeks and asked softly: "Why are you crying?"

"I don't want to kill him, can he survive?"

"Not for now."

"When will it be possible?"

"When you can cross time and space, beyond life and death."

"Well, I will definitely save him in the future." The boy wiped away his tears and smiled again.

"If you think about it, this may be a task you can't complete in your life."

"When I die, I won't owe him anymore."

This memory was like a steel needle, and Jonas had a headache.

"Men must remember their promises, decide what to do, and must not give up."

"Mr. Is there anything that you absolutely want to accomplish?"

"Yes, I will write it down in the memo so I can read it from time to time."

Jonas held his head, fell from the air, fell into the mud, stained all over, and let out a cry.