God-level Demon Hunter

He also risked his life to save a strange man.

He can almost imagine decades later, sitting on the sofa by the campfire, telling these legendary experiences to his grandchildren lying on his knees.

But enough for now.

No matter how dangerous he is, he is not a legend, but he cannot breathe.

……

When he looked around the entire hall, his expression changed.

Raloff from Ximu Town, Ulfric the lord of Windhelm City, and a few stormcloak soldiers under his command, there was not a single imperial person present, and he had entered a den of thieves.

"Lord Ulfric? Based on your knowledge, you know what it is. Is the legend true?" Raloff asked in shock, picked up a saber on the ground, and cut off the wrist that bound Fryn. rope.

"Legends will not raze the town to the ground!" The lord's calm and magnetic voice sounded, his face still calm. "That thing will destroy the tower sooner or later. It's not suitable to stay here for long, go, find a way out of town!"

After speaking, he rushed to the tower first.

"Boy, your name is Fryn, right?" Raloff turned around and smiled at the stupefied young man.

"What's your brother's name?"

"..."

"I saw it just now, you mean enough to him! You can't protect yourself, but you still never leave him, you are a real man!" Laluofu praised and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go upstairs, we will take you together leave!"

While talking, Raloff walked to the second floor along the spiral escalator on the edge of the tower.

After thinking about it for a while, Frien seemed to have no choice under the current situation, and there was no reason for Stormcloak to harm such a little guy like himself.

He helped the man struggle to climb up again.

This burst of violent turbulence, coupled with the chaotic noise outside the tower, the sound of meteorites hitting the ground and roof, the whirring sound of surging air... under various conditions.

The man finally groaned and opened his eyes.

Fryn glanced around, and suddenly found a pair of vertical pupils of dark gold and silver gray turning slowly.

He said something he didn't understand at all.

Then a suffocating shadow appeared outside the hole, covering the two of them.

Chapter 2 Escape

A hill-like black dragon's head leaned in front of the hole, and there was no emotion in the blood-red pupils.

Fryn was swept away by this terrifying look, his blood seemed to be frozen, his body suddenly became disorganized, and he couldn't even move a finger.

The giant dragon opened its mouth, and the dense bony spurs on the upper and lower jaws stretched out, revealing scarlet gums and a row of ferocious interlaced sharp teeth, suffocating death rushed to the face.

Turbulent air flowed out of the pitch-black throat.

"especially……"

The deafening roar poured into the stone tower through the huge hole, shaking the tower to the point of collapse!

"Tosu—"

Orange, scorching hot, the continuous breath of dragon flames quickly melted the row of rocks behind the cave into mud.

But the two targets were nowhere to be seen.

Frien was dragged by a gentle but irresistible force, and involuntarily rose into the air and hid behind the wall, avoiding the deadly flame breath.

After that, the mysterious man who woke up let go of his shoulders, and the hemp rope on his wrist broke unknowingly. He stared at the melted wall at the entrance of the hole, and said another sentence.

The tone was weird and unfamiliar, something the country boy Fryn had never heard of.

"Thanks, buddy!" Fryen trembled with excitement and fear, "You saved my life!"

However, the man shook his head blankly.

He also did not understand.

"You two, this is not the time to reminisce about the past, jump over there, you go first!" Laluofu stood in front of the hole and looked around, his eyes full of devastation.

The only safe landing place was the hotel below. The original thatched roof had probably been blown off by the dragon, revealing a few gray chairs and a wooden box in the room on the second floor.

After charging up to trot, the two men jumped.

"Pfft!"

Fryn rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

And that mysterious man lightly touched the ground with his limbs like a feline animal, relieved the impact, and quickly stood up his slender body with a balanced and elegant posture, revealing superhuman physical fitness.

Drilling out of the hole in the hotel floor, the two went back outside.

Raloff is missing.

Instead, Hadawa, the clerk who read the name of the prisoner, appeared in sight, holding a long sword, and guarding in front of a dilapidated house.

And that terrifying black giant dragon crawled on the ground dozens of meters away, breathing out the dragon's breath to its heart's content. Houses, human beings, and everything around them were reduced to ashes in the flames. It was creating a sea of ​​fire and purgatory.

"Two unlucky ghosts, if you don't want to die, hurry up and follow!" Hadawa noticed the two guests behind him and greeted him unexpectedly. There was no hostility on his face. attack.

The mysterious man, that is, Roy who had just woken up, stared at the behemoth occupying the center of the town.

Oduin

age:?

Identity: Dragon,?

life:?

Mana:?

Attributes:?

skill:

Dragon Roar? : A special magic involving one's own soul, rhythm, resonance, and time.

Including - Dragon Storm Call: Roar to the sky, shout to the clouds, wake up the sky lightning, thunder, storm, or meteorites.

Indomitable Power: Your voice is the raw power to push anything that stands in your way.

Flame Breath: Inhaling air, exhaling flames, "Sound" became the fire of hell.

……

? ?

……

Hell, what kind of monster is this!

"Where did those great masters get me after they killed me? How could there be a giant dragon in this place?"

"Coral, Geralt, Triss, Ciri... are you all alright?"

Endless questions and worries flooded my mind.

Roy immediately tried to teleport back to Golfin.

However, the teleportation ability that had been tried and tested in the past rarely failed this time. He could only vaguely sense the existence of Gorfinn, and he was sure that she was still alive, but there seemed to be a thick layer of fog between them.

Everything is blurred, and telepathy is so subtle that it doesn't exist.

"The language this guy spoke just now doesn't seem to be the northern language, and it's definitely not Nilfgaardian or ancient language... Could it be possible..."

However, he couldn't bear to think about it.

The simple-looking boy grabbed his arm and followed Hadawa's buttocks closely.

When Roy was half asleep and half awake, he felt that this guy seemed to have saved his life, so he didn't resist.

Since it's here, let's settle down, let's figure out the situation first.

An imperial soldier, together with two unlucky ghosts who were inexplicably involved in the execution ground, walked quickly from behind the burning huts along the wall that surrounded the town of Holy Land.

"God, aren't these soldiers going to die?" Fryen swept casually, one after another the imperial soldiers bravely shot at the giant dragon that rose into the air.

The dense rain of arrows fell on the giant dragon, but it was like scratching an itch without breaking the skin.

The raging flames pouring down from the sky burned them into coke in an instant.

Roy was also looking at the terrifying creature.

Thinking about whether the Blood Qi Slash could cut through the dragon scales and cut off the dragon bones.

How much damage could Gabriel do to it?

But no matter what, judging from the circle of question marks, I am afraid that there will be no scum left when I face this "Alduin"!

The Golden Dragon Velen Tritanmes in my impression is absolutely incomparable to this thing in terms of strength.

Although he needs to refine and sharpen the elixir to evolve the blood of the ancients and transcend the shackles of space, and the elixir requires the blood of warlocks and high-level vampires, and the only difference is dragon blood, but this kind of juncture should never take the initiative To attract the attention of the giant beast, he had to think long-term.

Panting, Fryn stared at Hadawa's back and asked, "Why did this... dragon do this? Kill civilians and burn down homes."

"Maybe it's going to save Ulfric... Is there some kind of connection or induction between it and Ulfric?" Hadvar replied without thinking, "After all, both of them exist to destroy order."

The rampant magic dragon flapped its wings of destruction in the sky, constantly casting flames of death, and the town was ablaze.

The three ran to the other side of the town without any risk.

It happened that in the middle of the road, Raloff, who was carrying a stormcloak on guard with a tomahawk, ran into him head-on.

"We're running, Hadawa!" he challenged flamboyantly, "Don't try to catch us this time!"

The clerk retorted, but did not stop him, "Then bless you all to be sent to the Hall of Valor by this dragon!"

"Two boys, don't stand there stupidly!" Raloff hooked his hands at them, "Are you going to go with this imperial soldier who beheaded you not long ago, or follow me?"

In fact, Hadawa people are not bad.

Frian said something in his heart, he could feel that the clerk had no malice towards him.

But I have to say that he was very concerned about the female officer, and instinctively rejected being with that kind of ruthless person who confused black and white.

As for the Stormcloak, at least there are impassioned fighters who take death as home!

Fryn gritted his teeth, gave Roy a look, and both of them followed Raloff and fled into a strong fortress.

……

The fortress hall was empty, except for a few dilapidated wooden tables and a few corpses, there was only a prison surrounded by iron bars.

"See you in the Hall of Valor, brother."

Raloff closed his eyes for a dead Stormcloak soldier with a solemn face, and sighed,

"It seems that only the three of us escaped."

"Where is Lord Ulfric?" Frynn asked.

"The lord is the chosen son of the gods. The auspicious man has his own destiny, and he will definitely escape safely!" Laluofu said as if comforting himself, "Speaking of which, I didn't expect you to leave this guy who had been in a coma for a long time intact. strip here."

His deep eyes swept over the two of them, especially staying on Roy for a moment. Of course, it was not because of his handsome face—his strange-colored irises, calm expression, and tall and straight figure all showed that he was by no means an ordinary man. people.

The first impression is inexplicably good.

In addition, the blue chain mail on his body, which was broken into several petals, was inlaid with a coat of arms with three lions on a blue background.

Raloff could not remember a lord with a coat of arms like this.

"In fact, he saved my life just now!" Fryen glanced at the man beside him gratefully, "You may not believe me, but I haven't seen him before today. His accent sounds very strange, unlike People from Skyrim Province."

Roy noticed the curious eyes of the two, and casually said hello in Ancient Language, Northern Language, and Nilfgaardian.

"ceádmil..."

Larov and Fryn exchanged glances, then shook their heads helplessly,

"The pronunciation is completely different from the imperial language, maybe it is a dialect of other races?"

"The language of the Redguards, Argonians, elves, and Tigermen is different." Raloff shook his head, "Look... well, it's a bit handsome and handsome as I was when I was young, and also has a bit of 'exotic demeanor'."

"Look, this group of imperial soldiers are simply blind. Not only do they not distinguish between right and wrong, but they also regard such a foreigner as a stormcloak."

Roy also looked at the two seriously for the first time.

Frien