The Divine Hunter

The morning breeze blew from the Genting District at dawn, swept across the roofs of Xueman City, and merged into the west side of the Garden District, into the Hall of the Dead.

"Bless Akai, may you invest in a wealthy family in the next life and no longer suffer from poverty, war, and disease."

"May Songad accept your heroic souls and sleep peacefully in the eternal kingdom!"

The prayer of the priest in the hall of the dead came to an end, and with a wave of his hand, a faint magical light shrouded the horrific corpses on the stone bed—burned into black mummies by the dragon’s breath, and crushed into minced meat by the huge force.

The dim candlelight cast a solemn and sad face, and after dozens of family members of the deceased paid their respects one after another, they gradually left the venue.

"Ms. Irileth, please share this thousand gold coins among the family members of the sacrificed brother." After the three of Roy called the Dark Elf Guard Captain to the corner, they handed her a money bag.

A look of surprise appeared in the latter's eyes,

"What do you mean by three?" She shook her head. "They have their own lords who give generous pensions, enough for their relatives to live."

"And for the Nords, dying in heroic combat is a blessing!"

Longyi shook his head, "Just a little thought, we just want to make the life of the warrior's wife and children a little better, please accept it on your behalf."

Irileth was silent for a moment, nodded, and looked at the three people's eyes softened.

in this age of civil war.

It is rare to have such high-spirited Nords.

"I will thank the three of you for your kindness on behalf of everyone." She said happily, "As the military guards of Xueman City, you will definitely live in Xueman in the future. If you have any problems, just look for me, and I will help if I can!"

"I forgot to ask yesterday," Avel said, "what kind of identity is Wuwei?"

Irileth smiled and explained, "The lord is grateful to you for your outstanding contributions, and only granted you this honor. If the soldiers in the territory know that the three are military guards, they will turn a blind eye to you. This status grants you certain immunity from crimes, and you enjoy various conveniences in the Xueman territory, which will be understood later."

"If you need a loyal and reliable helper, both male and female, you can make a request to the lord, and he will grant you a guard who will be loyal to you until the end."

When Frien heard the words, he was inexplicably moved. The guards, the plump female guards, seemed to make his heart beat more than the female blacksmith. "It's a pity that Golden Eye can't accompany him to enjoy it..."

"Where is he going?" Irileth asked.

Avel and Frien couldn't help but look at the witcher.

Risking their lives to kill dragons and gain money and fame, their ordinary life just got a little better, but the backbone suddenly bids them farewell.

The more exciting adventures that were expected come to an abrupt end.

The two of them were unavoidably melancholy and at a loss.

"Go home." Roy explained stutteringly, "a place that is thousands of miles away from Skyrim Province and the Cyrodiil Empire. My friends, industries, relatives, comrades-in-arms and brothers who have lived and died, and the woman I love most are all here. there."

"Are you coming back?" Irileth's dark cheeks showed regret.

In the battle of dragon slaying, she saw Roy's detached combat power. Without such a strong aid, the battle will undoubtedly be much more difficult when a giant dragon comes in the future.

There was a consoling smile on the corner of Roy's mouth, and he stammered,

"Promise to come back to see you, but I have to solve the troubles at home first!"

In fact, Roy was a little worried about the golden eyes that warned him after slaughtering the dragon.

Going home is also to temporarily avoid the limelight.

...

Leaving the hall of the dead, the three came to the enchanting room of Longlin Fort.

Roy wanted to find out whether the power he gained in this world could be used in another world.

Such as dragon roar and summoning spells.

The Mage is undoubtedly the most profound group of people who have studied the plane and the world.

...

"Novigre, how far is it?" Farenja put down the keel at hand and raised his eyebrows, "It's so far away that you worry that the summoning spell will fail?"

Roy squeezed his pale knuckles,

Now, I can't find a reason to hide the origin.

"In another world," he explained calmly.

Freen's eyes widened.

"It's no wonder that you keep talking about the distance, and you don't understand the customs and language of Skyrim at all! It turns out that you don't belong to Tamriel at all, not even our world!"

"Don't get excited, man, Golden Eye was accidentally thrown into the Skyrim Province by a powerful enemy, and only bumped into us." Avel added.

And Farenja's face was calm and not surprised when he heard this.

"Actually, I have already guessed that the unique enchantment on your sword is the best proof, but I couldn't confirm it before. Yesterday, after you summoned the indescribable tentacles when dealing with Mirmenir, I can almost confirm, You're from somewhere else."

Farenjia's narrow slits under the hood showed strong interest, "If you can throw you into the portal, at least the summoning master will take action? How can you provoke them?"

The spells of Skyrim Province are unfathomable and profound. Perhaps due to the limitations of the devil or the Holy Spirit, there is no such thing as a warlock opening the portal at will in the witcher world.

Only the most powerful summoning mages can master such means.

Roy smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." The mage's eyes fell on the witcher, "but this is the first time I have seen a human from another world. Your Excellency Golden Eye, can you introduce me to the customs of your world? Magic? How is the system different from Tamriel? You cast a telepathic spell on Avel long ago, so he can understand your language."

Farenka threw a barrage of questions.

Frien glanced at Avel in disbelief, wondering why he couldn't compare to this sly-eyed guy?

Why did Golden Eye choose him for spiritual communication? It's impossible because he is too stupid, right?

Roy shook his head,

"You can't finish your questions for three days and three nights. But time is running out. My family and friends are still in an unpredictable crisis! Please answer my questions first!"

"I promised to do you a favor for free before, this time as you wish... Whether other worlds can release summoning spells, I think it is feasible!" Farenjia rubbed his chin and analyzed, "Summoning spells are essentially A combined ability for space manipulation and contract."

"The contract has been imprinted in your mind. It looks simple and inconspicuous, but it contains items such as souls, equivalent transactions, etc. Unless you actively erase it, it will always exist."

Contracts are runes, Roy thought thoughtfully.

"And the field of annihilation is too big to describe, and the boundaries are endless... The devil lives in only one corner of it. Can you understand? Summoning spells, bringing summoned objects from annihilation to Tamriel, have originally passed through the boundaries of the boundaries. trait."

"If you are skilled in manipulating space, distance will not be a problem for you. In other words, whether you are in Tamriel, another continent, or another world, you can summon the Gate of Oblivion. Pay the price."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, the blood of the ancients entered the early stage of awakening, and the spatial ability almost changed qualitatively, so it should be possible to summon annihilated fire spirits and hellhounds in the witcher world.

But the magic power consumed is probably more.

...

"I have another question. Summoning spells can be cast across borders, so what about Dragon Roar?"

"Huh?" Farenja's expression froze, "You want to learn dragon roar? This is difficult for traditional Nords. Haven't you seen our Lord Balgruuf's jealous look? Not to mention another world. Guest, I advise you to die!"

"Fuss—" Roy turned his head suddenly, and roared at the door on the inner wall of the room, without any charge, one-tenth of the power exploded.

An invisible shock wave poured out of the center of the earth, and the locked door was directly overturned and flew into the house!

Farenja was stunned, embarrassment and shock written all over his face.

"Mora is on top! You are also a dragonborn? No, you didn't absorb the dragon soul!"

"His soul is strong enough, so he got some insight on the Dragon Word Stele of the Desolate Waterfall Temple!" Avel explained on his behalf.

"yes?"

Farenjia looked skeptical. After struggling for a long time, he pursed his dry lips, "This door is 20 gold coins, remember to compensate me."

"Whether the dragon's roar can be released in another world, there is no relevant research on Winterhold, but I can probably analyze it."

"I have to explain to you first, our world, magic is divided into two types, one originates from the light world, and constantly releases 'light and soul' to our world, the soul here refers to the unconscious soul. You can Think of the world of light as a place corresponding to annihilation, and there are powerful beings comparable to demons living in it."

Light Realm!

Roy finally knew the origin of the huge sun-like hole he saw during meditation, and the tiny holes around it.

"The Light Realm provides magical energy to our world, and most mages rely on magical energy to release spells."

"But the dragon roar belongs to the second kind of spell, originating from the earth's bones. The giant dragon has disappeared for thousands of years. Before Fien, the dragonborn did not appear for hundreds of years, but Winter Castle has not interrupted the research on dragon roar and gray beard. ."

"The earth bone is integrated with the earth under our feet, which is the planet we are on. It has been in a state of sleep since ancient times, but it contains unimaginable and unpredictable power. The dragon can mobilize the earth bone through the dragon language. Dragonborn is no exception." Farenga paused, "and ordinary people need a powerful soul to pretend to be a 'Dragon Soul', and then mobilize."

"When we are in Nairn Star, it is reasonable to mobilize the Earth Bone. Note that Earth Bone is unique to Nairn Star!"

"But once you leave this planet, where will there be bones in other worlds? How can you mobilize a power that does not exist at all?" the mage asked,

"Let the bones of Nairn pass through the space barrier to reach another world?" Roy pondered.

Farenjia shrank his neck slightly, looked at an idiot, shook his head and sighed, "Do you think of the Earth Bone as the lowest-level summons like Fire Spirit and Cerberus? Not to mention you, even if all the demon gods join forces, they can't Transfer the Earth Bone to Oblivion."

"Earth bones are equivalent to planets, so it is naturally difficult to transfer," Roy stammered, "but what if it's just its power?"

Farenga was stunned for a moment when asked, and cold sweat broke out from his back.

And Freen was playing with a soul stone by the table, his cheek muscles twitched, and the more he listened, the more his scalp felt numb.

What exactly are they talking about? Every word Frien can understand, but it is like a scripture when connected together.

"You mean simply borrowing the power of the earth bone? But who would be willing to lend it to you?"

Roy glanced at the silly Dragonborn.

After Roy and Freen shared a dragon soul, a close bond was formed between the two, and the other could even serve as a beacon of his world gate.

This is not a ready-made "borrower".

"It's just unheard of... How can you have such a strange idea? No, a genius idea!" Farenja's face suddenly showed extreme excitement, rubbing his chin and circled around Dragonborn and Roy. Eyes rolled on them.

"Dude, don't go around, I'll be dizzy if you go around again!"

The mage slowed down and said loudly, "Since Golden Eye can master summoning spells, he has a certain talent for space."

"And the dragonborn is rumored to be a genius in martial arts and magic! Frien must also have a talent for space."

"Using the ancient contract of Winterhold's ancestry to build a 'bridge' across the world between the two of you..."

"Snapped!"

Farenja clapped violently, "I think I can give it a try."

"Do you want to do it?"

Three pairs of eyes locked on Dragonborn.

"Please, don't look at me with such hungry eyes, I haven't got a girlfriend yet... What are you doing?!"

...

In the following time, Farenjia gave full play to his true character as a research madman.

He took out a black-covered tome and a parchment scroll soaked in magic, and read, discussed, and transcribed for a long time.

Before the sun went down, I finally got a contract in duplicate.

"Okay, the two of you, you need to drip with blood, then sign your names, and tear them apart, and the agreement between you is complete."

Farenja's expectant gaze swept across the faces of the two, "Golden Eye will get a rune, similar to the magic rune formed after using the spell book."

"After injecting magic energy into it, the rune will be activated, and you can borrow a power of Freen, but it is only the most elementary power, and there are many limitations."

"In essence, this is also a summoning spell, but the object of summoning is the power of the earth bone inspired by the dragonborn."

"Oh," Freen said with an expression that I know everything, and he didn't say anything about picking up the contract and signing it.

Duon!

The witcher gave him a gentle tap on the back of the head, this silly boy, he is not afraid of being sold and even helping him count the money!

"Frien, think carefully! You are sure to lend me power, this contract will not do you any good!"

The dragonborn smiled lightly,

"Come on, Golden Eye, without your help, I would have lost my head in Holy Land Town! Why not borrow something?!"

After speaking, he accepted a contract without question.

Two minutes later, Roy and Freen signed their hands, cut their hands, bleed, and shredded them in one go.

In an instant.

The parchment contract turned into ashes and poured into the bodies of the two.

On top of the skill runes belonging to the summoning spells in Roy's mind, in addition to the two strings of numbers representing Fire Spirit and Cerberus, a majestic image suddenly appeared - an armored black dragon with cold eyes.

Full of contradictions and wonderful beauty.

Summoning Spell lv2: You have mastered Summoning Fire Spirit, Summoning Familiar, and—

Summon Dragon Roar: You have made a pact with the Dragonborn. You use the Dragonborn as a medium to summon the power of the Earth Bone to the front of you. The basic consumption is 1 mana (the mana consumption is reduced by 60%, and the farther you are from the Dragonborn, the higher the consumption). Currently, you can only summon The unrelenting power that you have mastered.

Summoning Dragon Roar is the same as releasing Dragon Roar, which will consume your own soul energy.

Cooldown time 21 minutes.

...

The whole process, to be specific—Frien is equivalent to a middleman who has exclusive purchase channels and does not make any profit, Roy is a customer who is closely related to him, and Digu is a producer.

Roy paid his soul energy, and Frien used this soul energy to exchange the power of the earth bone from the earth bone, and handed it over to Roy for him to cast the dragon roar.

The magic power consumed is the transportation fee of the power of the earth.

This rune does not affect Freen's own dragon roar.

...

Roy can feel that there is a huge difference between summoning a dragon roar and casting a dragon roar by himself.

The power of the earth's bones comes from the dragonborn, not the earth underfoot!

With the establishment of this rune, the connection between him and the Dragonborn because of the dragon soul Mirmenir has become even more unbreakable!

In the past, only Frien's position could be sensed, but now he can sense his general physical state.

Roy estimates that if it continues to develop, it will sense the psychological activities of the Dragonborn, that is, the spiritual link.

In the future, you may be able to borrow more abilities or items from the other party.

Even, summon the opponent to the world of the witcher.

hiss--

Roy just had this idea in his mind, and suddenly felt a sense of extreme discomfort.

Blood of the Ancients Warning!

He immediately dismissed the idea.

Avel watched the interaction between the two.

A look of envy appeared on his thin face.

But he is just an ordinary person, and he does not expect to exchange power with such a destined extraordinary person like Golden Eye.

He doesn't have the qualifications either.

What's more, he was already very grateful for the help of the other party.

...

"Farenjia, thank you for your help, the effect seems to be good!"

"Every step we take now is creating miracles! It is an innovative milestone to use power across a world!" The Master said cautiously this time, uncertainly, "But don't be too happy, this contract Whether it will work or not will have to wait until you return to your hometown to confirm!"

"After all, the two worlds have different rules."

"Whether it succeeds or not, I owe you a favor!" Roy solemnly promised that at least this attempt gave him a great inspiration. Summoning spells can also be varied.

"Remember this sentence, when you return to the sky again, you must tell me your feelings in detail! It is my reward for serving you!"

"It's a word!"

The mage checked the two of them again and confirmed that there were no omissions.

Next, Roy spent nearly two thousand gold coins on him! I spent 1,000 gold coins to buy five small soul stones, plus I already have them.

He holds five small, two medium, and one large.

Then spent 500 gold to buy an enchanting table from Farengar, Kalkstein and Coral would definitely be interested in this thing.

Maybe it can be used to make the alchemist stay at Gawain's house willingly.

In the end, I simply spent the remaining 500 gold to buy the third summoning book - Summoning Ice Spirit: Consumes 60 (lv2 reduced by 10%, ancient blood reduced by 50%) points of magic energy, 15 points of experience, Summons an ice elemental spirit from the Oblivion Domain to fight for you for 10 minutes.

...

There is no time to try new skills.

Roy took a deep breath and checked the goods in the storage space again.

Various herbs, enchanting tables, dozens of small life potions, small magic potions, hundreds of pounds of dragon blood, dragon bones, dragon tendons, soul stones produced by Xueman collar...

...

And the power that he has newly mastered, the way of the dragon's roar, the ring of time, the gate of the world...

This trip to the sky is very rich, and it is time to go home.

...

The three figures left Longlinbao and walked side by side under the beautiful and huge maple tree in the garden.

"Golden Eyes, don't you think about going with me to the High Roar Peak to see Graybeard?" Freen reluctantly handed the steel sword to Roy again, trying his best to keep it, "Wait until I learn the remaining two words of strength that I will never let go of. Leave? We're leaving tomorrow!"

Roy shook his head.

"Then don't forget your comrade-in-arms!" Freen hugged him heavily, "Come back to see us early! Maybe I'll give you a surprise then!"

"Then I'll wait and see!"

"By the way, how are you going to leave? By carriage, by boat?"

"I still have one more thing to do." Roy turned to Avel, his calm and clear eyes, which made the man who had wandered for half his life inexplicably sore the corners of his eyes, "Golden eyes, it's really useless... I've been very happy for a while now, and I'm again Find the meaning of life!"

"I didn't feel forced, enslaved!"

After Avel finished speaking, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I'm really crazy to ask people not to cancel that slave-like contract!

But he had to admit it.

He was afraid and worried that after he was unbound with Golden Eye, he would become that ordinary and ordinary explorer again, and maybe one day he would be killed by an agency in an unknown ruin and turned into a dead bone.

Wuwei, the house, everything will come to nothing.

"Man, what kind of syndrome do you have?" Roy smiled happily. "You forgot, I made a promise the day I pulled you out of the cobweb."

"Before you leave, you are free! You should enjoy your life!"

"But we'll always be friends!" He put his arms around the shoulders of the two of them, patted them, and then shoved a bulging linen bag into their hands, "I'm temporarily absent, but you can act together! As for the inside It's all trophies from killing dragons."

"Look for Erunde Greymane to use the sky furnace for help, maybe he can make some keel dragon scale equipment for you."

"Even if it's my parting gift!" Roy blinked at the two of them, but he couldn't rub Frien's strength in vain.

"Dell!" Roy snapped his fingers, and three bottles of Nord Mead suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Come on, let's have one last drink! I wish you two a bright future!"

The three wine bottles touched heavily in the air, the wine splashed around, the wine foam reflected the sunlight, and were smeared away by a few scattered red maple leaves, and the air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

"Grumble rumble..."

The mead entered the stomach, and the cheeks were flushed. At the moment when they should be laughing happily and singing boldly, Avil and Frien were disappointed, especially Avil, who was empty in his chest, the telepathy that was once closely connected with the golden eye. , disappeared.

The witcher opened a pitch-black door and jumped in, disappearing without a trace.

It's as if this world has never had a character like him!

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