God-level Demon Hunter

Swish!

Countless scarlet tentacles danced crazily, the number far exceeding normal.

Where the giant dragon was, it seemed as if a blood-colored jungle gushed out suddenly, with thousands of tentacles pointing straight to the sky, completely enveloping the huge dragon's body.

Under the clear sky, this bloody field is more terrifying than the dragon's fangs and breath!

The combatants who witnessed this scene were stunned.

Countless painful past events drilled out of their minds through the tentacles linking reality.

And Roy jumped.

Arondette cut through the air from top to bottom, drawing a stunning arc.

The seven runes faded away!

Bloody sword energy emerged from the blade, cutting towards its neck.

"Shh-"

Chop up dragon scales, dragon skin, and dragon flesh!But it was stuck in the keel, and the sword energy stopped here.

Mirmenier's little half's neck was torn apart, dark red dragon blood splashed out like a fountain, billowing hot air surged, staining the ground red!

It hissed and howled, and the dragon body struggled desperately among the tentacles.

However, the shackles from the big octopus exceeded the limit of its strength, and it couldn't break free!

"Shh!"

Arondette switched to Guvithil, aimed at the same position, and slashed again!

The sword energy dissipated.

The keel is still strong, and there is only half of the flesh and blood left on the dragon's neck!

Roy was startled, this was the first time that the bloody sword energy failed to kill him, and the keel was more indestructible than he imagined!

Holding the double swords horizontally, he played the requiem for Mirmenier!

Tentacles tied it tightly.

The bleeding pupils stared silently at his face, and the long kiss covered with ferocious bone spurs was half-opened and half-closed, speaking vicious and cursing words.

Swish-

Mid-air sharp assault!

The pair of swords that cut iron like mud pierced a pair of dragon's eyes, one left and one right, and entered without a handle.

Penetrate the brain!

Mirmenier, who was covered in bruises, hung down his dragon head weakly, and fell down at Roy's feet, as if bowing to him!

"Crash!"

At the broken neck and damaged eyeballs, dark red dragon's blood splashed all over the sky and fell on Roy, wetting him from head to toe, as if pouring a dragon's blood bath for him.

Fog rose from the ground.

The demon hunter stood proudly in the blood mist, the dragon's blood stimulated his skin to sting like fire!And he drew dragon blood as much as he wanted, and stored it in the spoils package!

The template seemed to be poisoned, with crazy and chaotic words: You killed the legendary creature—the dragon Mirmenil,

you……

you get...

Dragonborn Frynn rushed over at this moment!

Chapter 23 Dragon Blood and Dragon Soul

The giant dragon Mirmeniel crawled in the pool of blood without making a sound.

A dark force guided Fryen, and he rushed over the crowd first.

An indescribable longing surged in my heart.

This dragon corpse seems to have turned into a delicacy, tempting him to pounce on it and eat it!

He swallowed his saliva, and looked at his companion standing in the pool of blood, bathed in dragon blood and covered in red with concern.

"Are you all right, Goldeye?"

"It's nothing serious." Roy explained in broken Imperial language, and then his expression turned serious——as the dragonborn approached, blue-gray whirlwinds gushed out from the remains of Mirmenier visible to the naked eye, and a large number Ancient and mysterious runes piled up in it, continuously flying into Fryn's body!

The scene in front of the Dragon Language Stele in the Waterfall Temple reappeared again!

Frian stood quietly on the spot, closed his eyes lightly, stretched his hands back, and looked relaxed and enjoying.

It seems to be embracing power!

Balgruf's words flashed across Roy's mind—only the dragonborn can solve the core of the dragon and truly kill it.

"Does the so-called killing refer to devouring the soul of the dead dragon?"

"Obviously I ended it with my own hands, and I suffered such a serious injury because of it. In the end, I was making a wedding dress for this silly boy? How can I get some points?" Roy wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and there was a little bitterness in his smile. Helpless, "How can the template be invalid for Dragon Soul?"

With an explosion of longing in his chest.

There were crackling sounds in the void, scarlet arcs swirled, and a vivid blood-colored octopus the size of a lion emerged. Its chubby limbs shrank and swelled, and its dense arms and legs swung around the head of the giant dragon.

The translucent dragon soul was pulled out by the tentacles. It was much smaller than the corpse, and it looked hazy and transparent under the sunlight. Instead of the incomparable cruelty and hostility in the eyes, it looked dull and lifeless.

It seems to have accepted its own destiny, giving up all struggle and resistance.

The two forces competed fiercely for the Dragon Soul.

A wave originated from the dragonborn, forcing the dragon soul to turn into a rune secret language and inhale it into the body.

The other came from the bloody octopus phantom, its tentacles wrapped half of the dragon soul, its sucker and its serrated mouth "click, click" to eat the dragon soul, swallowing the fragments into its stomach.

Iriles led the soldiers and moved over cautiously, only to see two people standing quietly beside the dragon skeleton.

into a strange state.

"Is the dragon still alive? What are they doing?"

"Quiet!" A trace of surprise and doubt flashed in Farenka's eyes.

"Don't disturb them, there is a dragonborn... who is absorbing power!"

……

Just ten seconds.

The dragon soul decreases at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Roy swallowed a third, and the dragonborn also absorbed a third.

Roy still wanted to continue, but suddenly, an extreme fear surged in his heart for no reason.

The air around him seemed to be drained instantly, and he couldn't breathe, almost suffocating.

Everything around him, everything, space and time is hostile to him!

It was as if, his behavior of devouring the dragon soul at this moment was against the whole world!

He obviously didn't look back, but he clearly felt a pair of huge golden eyes appearing in the void behind him.

His eyes stared at them through the clouds, and when the pupils turned to the dragonborn, there was a wave of approval.

And when it turns to the witcher.

caveat!

Threat!

The sharp eyes were like a steel needle pricking him, and the pain enveloped him.

At the same time, an invisible and icy palm penetrated his skin and flesh, went deep into the chest cavity, and pinched his heart.

Every inch of his skin, every cell, shuddered and twitched during this manipulation.

This sense of crisis.

He had experienced it once, when he casually observed the statue of the goddess Melitelli and was watched by the gods.

And now—is it the demon god or the Holy Spirit who is warning me?

Is the dragonborn's absorption of the dragon soul a deliberate arrangement and arrangement by which superior existence?

A sense of enlightenment rose in his heart, and he continued to fight for the dragon soul with Fryn. This hand would end his fate and make him irreparable!

That's enough.

After all, this is the world created by the Holy Spirit, and in other people's territory, they have to abide by their rules.

But there is also a sense of unwillingness in his heart, and sooner or later he will take it back!

Let's start with Frien, whom He values ​​the most, and let this silly boy work for himself.

"call--"

With one breath, Roy closed his eyes and relaxed his body.

The blood-colored octopus received some kind of order, let go of the dragon soul decisively, and disappeared into the air.

The confusion in the template finally came to an end, and a paragraph of instructions emerged clearly.

"You killed the legendary creature - the dragon Mirmenir, you devoured a part of the fragments of time, experience value +5000, demon hunter Lv12 (7300/12500), your understanding of time has improved, your indelible Power · Power cooldown time has been reduced, now it is 21 minutes... Your ancient blood has been slightly affected, but it is not enough to produce a qualitative change."

He sighed and opened his eyes, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some kind of wonderful connection between himself and Frian, and he could judge the location of the dragonborn anytime and anywhere.

what happened?

……

In just a few seconds, the remaining dragon soul was absorbed by the dragonborn to nothing left!

However, the dragon corpse that lost its dragon soul suddenly changed drastically, from ten seconds to more than ten years. The scales, flesh and blood of the giant dragon were all weathered, collapsed into pieces, and scattered into the air.

In the pool of blood, only a huge and pale skeleton remained, entrenched on the ground like a lizard with wings.

Roy sorted out his emotions, observed the keel intently, and kept every detail of it in his heart for deeper meditation sublimation.

At the same time, he fumbled around the dragon skeleton with his palm lightly, secretly wrapping the jagged keel and the palm-sized delicate dragon scales scattered on the ground.

Soon, he was pleasantly surprised to harvest a whole dragon tendon - more than five meters long, thick and thin forearm, light yellow all over, tough and elastic to the touch.

"The materials for the next crossbow upgrade are available!"

The witcher decisively accepted.

At this moment, Frian opened his eyes, and the brown pupils turned into dragon-like golden vertical pupils in an instant, indifferent and majestic, full of incomparable arrogance!

But it returned to normal immediately, but it was frighteningly bright, like the sun in the sky.

And Fryn's body has already begun to digest and absorb the dragon soul.

Each attribute has a small increase of one or two points, and it will continue until the digestion is complete.

"Guys... I, I've got a little more on my mind!"

"What's the matter, Frien? Why did you react to this big guy?" Wilkas, Farkas, Torva, and Awell kept looking at the slightly dazed man, "You are so legendary Dragonborn?"

They couldn't imagine that the boy who had been tortured by him for more than ten days in a one-on-one match had such a legendary and glorious identity?

"It must be so!" Farenja nodded, and everyone present seemed to have only noticed the abnormality of the dragonborn absorbing the dragon soul, but did not see the bloody octopus that disappeared. "Only a dragonborn can absorb the power of a giant dragon, turning a fleshy dragon corpse into a skeleton in just a moment!"

really?

I am just an ordinary person, how could I be a dragonborn?

Fryn turned his gaze away from the excited crowd, and then looked at the gray sky. His throat was itchy for no reason. The itch was sudden and violent, and it was unstoppable. At the same time, he started to have a fever. A force, like instinct!

"Voss!"

The turbulent and majestic sound exploded!

Everyone's heart froze.

I saw a circle of circular air gushing out of the dragonborn's mouth and flying into the sky, the momentum was astonishing as if it wanted to smash the sky!

"My God! Is this the roar that the dragon used just now? The power that Ulfric used to kill High King Itog!" A soldier exclaimed, and the torch in his hand trembled!