Chapter 395

A ran gasped, tried to prop up his shield, and stood in front of a Saik. His luxurious robe of the chief Dharma Master was completely broken and dirty, revealing his dark purple body.

Sattar has disappeared. The battle of the mage has changed the terrain here. There is a huge pit in the original place. The people of the black insect society are affected by the crazy magic attack and the whole army is destroyed. The teachers and students of the college are fully protected by Aran, and no one is injured.

Jonas is being held by a Saik.

The troll floated in the air and asked softly, "why do you want to be my enemy?"

Ah ran narrowed his eyes, "because this is justice."

"Master Aran, I respect you, but you should know that I have kept my hand over and over again. Now, let your high elf friends cancel the time stop and hand over the eyes of Jonas and Magnus."

"This is" not the same. Except for the green liquid walking in the black swamp, the rest of the towers in this world are either inactivated due to the broken stones or completely collapsed. The world has entered the most critical time. When the Dragon Descendants kill the black dragon and return the world's devourer, a new reincarnation will begin. "

"That sounds good."

"But you're different. You carry the power to make the world die out. Reincarnation will end here. "

Lu Zhengkang guessed that this Saik religion was referring to the pure land, but the pure land would not reveal the fate track. How did the other party see it?

"Even so, how are you going to stop me?"

"We will..." This is Magnus' staff. It matches Magnus' eye. It was once buried under the mysterious city of rablin Xian and later excavated by the Saik order.

Before his words came to an end, Magnus' eyes were in full bloom. A huge blue beam of light shot from the core and hit the frozen Lu Zhengkang heavily. The troll disappeared in the turbulent torrent.

“…… I'll kill you. "

A few saiks breathed a sigh of relief and looked at their imam, who said softly, "go ahead, the next timeline is waiting for us."

"But the dragon race is becoming more and more unstable!"

"After completely tampering with his memory, let him go, he is the key link."

A ran hesitated and asked, "is it really necessary to add such difficulties to the children?"

"Child? No, he is the reincarnation of dragon and snake, and the Savior of heaven. If anyone else can fulfill God's will and prevent this outsider from devouring the world, it can only be this boy. "

The archdeacon chuckled, "let's go on. We can try not to move without using Magnus's power. If we do it a few more times, the gel of the Dragon pupa will be exhausted."

"Didn't we kill more than 800 dragons before we came here? In principle, it should be more than enough. " One of the believers expressed doubts.

"It's far from enough. As long as the Dragon doesn't break away for a moment, the past time line will emerge in a steady stream."

A ran sighed, "can you send the teachers and students back by the way?"

"Well, then you can free your hand to help deal with the exterminators, but you have to understand that they will suffer the torment of their souls caused by the time fault."

"Live before anything else."

"Yes, too."

In the next moment, the bright light is shining, the broken earth is restored, and people's injuries are healed. Jonas and Dongbao disappear together, and a group of people from the black insect society are resurrected.

Three seconds after the imperial mage was hit by the president of the black insect society, a clear bell rang, and a white robed man with a copper umbrella came in from Sattar's breach, "are you going to hurt my child? Where did you hide Jonas? Hand it in

"Go ahead, thirty third time."

……

Jonas felt the sky whirling, and his eyes were dark. He passed out in a coma. A gentle baritone said in his mind in the beautiful elvish language: "when the towers return, fate is reversed. Find the walking brass, close it and end the Dragon break. "

When he regained consciousness, Jonas heard the wheels running over the slate.

His hands were tied. The boy opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a cart. Opposite him, a blonde man in blue leather armor raised his chin. "Hey, you finally wake up."

"Where am I?"

"On the way to the holy town of Helgen to be beheaded." The blond nordham laughed and didn't care.

It seems to be early in the morning. The road in the forest is covered with thin fog. There are tall pines and cypresses on both sides. The towering mountains in the sky can be seen between the trees.

The driver was an imperial soldier, and there were four prisoners sitting on the board. On Jonas's right hand side was a brown haired Nord in a black bearskin cloak, whose mouth was tied to death by cloth. On the other side, besides the Nord in blue armor, there was a tall, thin Brighton man in a linen prison suit. He was muttering to himself, "Holy Spirit, Ishmael, DiBella, bless me. ”

when the Nords saw Jonas staring at the man in his cloak, they said in a deep voice, "attention, citizen, you are facing the great king, his royal highness ufric!"The Brighton man sneered, "dead brain guy, now everyone can see that Baron Dillo of winter castle is the destiny. If anyone can solve the chaos brought by your storm cloak, Baron Dillo will be the only one!"

The imperial soldier who drove the car turned his head and yelled, "those in the back, shut up! Be honest

Ufrick gave a few faint smiles, leaned back in his chair and looked at the sky.