Game of Thrones: Dragonborn Comes

Wretched Heroic Spirit: "This is my home, I want to visit, shall we talk while walking?"

"Let's go." Werther said to me, picked up the Dark Sisters and the Bloody Scar Blade on the ground and handed them to the two women.

This place became ruins hundreds of years ago, and now it is densely covered with jungles. It is no longer what it looked like thousands of years ago, but he saw some large wreckage left over, and he could still tell where it was. walking.

Raggett found out that his father and this person knew each other, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and just followed behind the two of them.

Nymeria held the giant sword, and Tyene followed up with the Dark Sisters. Seeing Werther and the two girls leaving, Dofas Pennymeen beckoned the slaves and soldiers to follow, but he didn't Dare to sit in a sedan chair and walk on two legs like everyone else.

Only Ao Daweiying stayed where it was, it was not in danger here, no one or animal dared to get close to its huge body.

Although Werther and the wretched Heroic Spirit are colleagues, they have a good relationship. Later, the two often drove his Cadillac around.

The baby is not a real baby, it is a colleague who received a call from his mother when he was working, and turned on the speakerphone when he had no time in his hand, and the title of the baby was transmitted to the entire office through the phone.

The bald head is not really hairless, but before Werther travels, when he reads the news website, the advertisement column is always pushed with advertisements for hair growth agents and hair transplants. After being discovered by colleagues several times in a row, he called the nickname of the bald head.

The two recalled the beginning, and the relationship seemed to return to the past.

Talk about things in this world again.

He and Werther traveled on the same day and at the same time. He took the system of the Elder Scrolls 5 and traveled physically. He came here 5000 years ago and appeared in a shepherd village.

In the beginning, it only helped the villagers develop.Not long after, he realized that the whole world was a barren and backward low-magic world, and gradually developed an ambition to conquer the world. He began to form city-states, improve skills, summon dragons, form families, eliminate other forces, and grow into a country step by step. The name of the country at that time was not Valyria, it was changed after his death and after the civil war of the first dragon king.

Werther wanted to laugh when he said starting a family.Knowing that he likes white hair, this world happens to have people with silver-blond hair and purple eyes, which just suits his wishes, and in the end, this guy just made a whole nation.

At that time, the world was too backward and the population was small. When his country reached a certain scale, it could no longer develop, so he began to delve into magic.

His summoning skills, magical artifacts and giant dragons have injected new magic power into this low-magic world, but the holy spirits and demon gods don't look down on this poor place at all. In this world, he is basically alone here casually, for the convenience of enchanting. Started slavery.

Ao Daweiying also summoned him back then. As one of the fragments of the Nine Holy Spirits Akatosh, the dragon is one of the fragments. He doesn't know why there can be another duplicate in the same world. It may be that Akatosh finds it boring. Raising your hand, the thoughts of the great gods can't be guessed.

And Duneville also summoned him to this world. The first fourteen dragon eggs were the eggs laid by the two dragons. All the dragons in this world are descendants of their two dragons.

Werther asked curiously when he heard this;

"No wonder I can absorb the dragon soul here. It turns out that's the case, but the eggs laid by the two dragons? Are they both female dragons? How did they get born?"

The wretched Heroic Spirit turned his head and looked at Alda Weiying in the distance and smiled: "I asked it before, but it just wouldn't tell me. But I guessed it, magic + parthenogenesis."

Werther: "So outrageous?"

Wretched Heroic Spirit: "This method is not uncommon. Don't we also have a kind of sandy whiptail lizard, all of which are parthenogenetic? There are also Komodo dragons that have males, but they also have this ability. The key is magic. , Half of the dragon's body is made of magic, magic is not scientific."

After his death, the two dragons he summoned became wild dragons that no one could control. Every time they gave birth to dragon eggs, they were thrown back to the Valyrian Empire for them to hatch. In the end, because the magic power of this world was gradually exhausted, they came back to life. Thousands of years of natural death.

Wretched Heroic Spirit: "It's best not to summon Duneville, the plague it brought far exceeded its contribution. At that time, many people died in this world. I, my children, grandchildren, and three generations worked together to stop the full-scale outbreak of the plague. .”

Duneville brought a great deal of pestilence, and he had wiped out some of the most terrible diseases, except for greyscale, which died slowly.

He is also open to the demise of the country he created.

"If it was my spirit who summoned me 100 years after my death, I would do my best to save this country and destroy the enemy. If it was 1000 years, I would be very angry and scold these unfilial descendants. But now 5000 years have passed, for this country My feelings are like reading a storybook, just remember it in your heart after reading it.”

Werther: "Was the disaster that destroyed the empire a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"

"They killed themselves! Blood and fire have the same source, which means that both can produce magic power. I designed a magic device that can continue to erupt volcanoes to replenish magic power for this world. They are too greedy and expand the number of devices endlessly."

The two talked back about the demon gods in the world of the ancient scrolls.

"In my later years, I was very proficient in the study of magic. I extracted the abilities of the fourteen dragon priest masks, strengthened them, and integrated them into the fourteen strongest descendants. The dark magic scriptures were integrated into my own body."

Hearing this, Werther analyzed that he might have had more than fourteen children at the time, and there were only fourteen masks, so he only chose the strongest fourteen.

After his death, these people with hereditary gifted blood may have killed others, thus triggering a war among fourteen brothers, and Raggett killed three of them alone.He should have expected this, which shows that his mentality at the time was ruthless enough to fight for survival of the fittest for the continuation of the country.

Wretched Heroic Spirit: "Don't believe any words of the tentacle monster Hermaeus Mora. I had a chance of eternal life, but I gave it up as a dog. But I gave up and researched the Hall of Valor in this world, although it is just a Spiritual body, but I am also content."

Werther: "Then can I summon the people from the Hall of Valor now?"

Wretched Heroic Spirit: "No, I added restrictions when I created it. Only my descendants with blond hair and purple eyes can be summoned. You have to create a Hall of Valor that belongs to your own blood."

His current state can last up to half an hour in this world. His direct descendants have perished, and his collateral line has no magical talent. He will never have the opportunity to enter this world when he returns to the Hall of Valor, but he exists for so long. For a long time, it doesn't matter to these.

The two exchanged information about their respective game systems. Witt rubbed his hands and asked him, "You came here with all the items. Do you have any good things hidden?"

Wretched Heroic Spirit: "On the mountain in front, there used to be a tall tower, where I kept magic books and weapons. When my children grew up, most of the powerful demon weapons were given to them."

He raised his arm and pointed his thumb at the giant sword that Nymeria was holding: "But these weapons are too powerful, such as the bloody Ska blade, except for my son, his descendants are not as good as one generation after another. It’s too tiring to even use a single sword qi, so it’s better to ride a giant dragon to fight. Many weapons are either collected by them or kept in a certain place, but judging from the surroundings, most of them are buried in the ground.”

The two walked towards the top of the hill, which was already covered by thick soil and full of trees. His things had long been wiped out with the doomsday disaster.

The wretched Heroic Spirit also has magic power detection like Werther. He stepped on the ground with his feet, and his detection range is much larger than Werther's.

"There is still one!"

He touched the ground with his hand and output magic power to the ground.This should be a new magic developed by him.

bang~~~

A sword flew out from the ground, blasting the dirt to a height of tens of meters. He stood up and stopped his magic, and the long sword in the air began to fall, and it was accurately inserted in front of Werther.

"I only found one. It has been enhanced by me. It is not very powerful. At least it looks good. I can only give you this."

It was a one-handed sword, and Werther pulled out the sword directly.

The entire golden sword body has a small number of glyphs on the hilt, which is wound with magic silk. The most distinctive feature is the sword grid. Several ring decorations form a hollow part, and there is a ray of light in the middle. The light is not dazzling. It can illuminate a room, but at the same time when the light shoots out, it also coats the sword body with layers of surging magic patterns.

Wretched heroic spirit: "I don't know how many generations of descendants have used it, and made a name for it, but this sword is not very suitable for the hand except for its beautiful shape."

Chapter 120 Five is just good-looking, not very powerful

Werther doesn't have time to study the sword carefully now, because the heroic spirit is running out of time here.

The two found a stone on the hillside and sat down, facing the ruins of Valyria's capital. Although it is now a dense jungle, the wretched hero still likes to look at the land that used to be his home.

The two chatted a lot, about the production of the Sky Furnace, how big this world is, which continent has rare monsters, and the strange ghosts in the north.

After talking about this world, I recalled the life of the two in this world. Every time I talked about the excitement, the two laughed.

Raggett stood behind the two, silently guarding his father.

Nymeria held the bloody Ska blade too heavy. She threw the tip of the sword to the ground and stood nearby with Tyene. The shock that Werther brought to the two women today was too great. The ancestral grave of the Dragon King, The powerful ghoul, the sudden appearance of the dragon, and the two heroic spirits who are having a good time with Werther.

She and Tyene had too many questions for Werther to answer, and now they had to wait.

The Volantis consul next to him, Dophas Pennymeen, was the same, but he and Werther were not related, and his mind was thinking rapidly, and his face, which was already in his 40s, showed an old face, smiling at times and sad at times.

The wretched heroic spirit's time here is limited, and before he knew it, it was time for him to leave.

The two came to this world one after the other. Although there was a difference of 5000 years, the late meeting brought back infinite memories for the two.

After the wretched heroic spirit left, he could never return to this world. He and his descendants have lived together for 5000 years, and his era has passed.

After this parting, he will return to the Hall of Valor forever, and Werther stays in this world. The fetters belonging to the previous life are completely cut off, and they will only appear in memory from now on. This is also the last time the two meet.

He stood up slowly, stretched out his hand, looked at Werther and said.

"You are now Werther Baratheon, start a new era for your family, and see you no more."

"Never see you again." Werther reached out and shook hands with him after finishing speaking.

Parting is sad, let alone a farewell, a human being and a heroic spirit hugged each other and patted each other on the back.

The wretched heroic spirit turned around and looked at the vast jungle. His and Raggett's bodies gradually faded and disappeared.

Ao Daweiying in the distance regained his senses, raised his dragon head and looked around but found no two heroic spirits. He saw Werther on the hillside, with a huge body hundreds of meters long walking towards Werther step by step.It was so frightened by a series of attacks that it didn't dare to fly, and its jaw is still swollen.

Werther was still standing where he was when Nymeria and Tyene came up.

"Vert, are you alright?"

"Very bad." After withdrawing his thoughts, Werther felt the pain in his knee and the wound on his body again.

Injured by magic artifacts and magic weapons, he can only wait for the magic power near the wound to dissipate. There must be a way to deal with it, and Werther doesn't know it yet.

"Dorfas Consul."

"Master Werther!"

Werther: "The one who fought me was 5000 years ago, the ancestor of the Valyrian Empire, one of the Fourteen Dragon Kings, Raggot, and the other wretched man was his father."

After Dofas Pannymeen finished listening, he walked up to Werther, knelt down on one knee, and looked down at Werther's feet.

"I, Dofas of the Pannymean family, one of the three current consuls of Volantis, and the patriarch of the Panymean family, swear by life and honor to serve Lord Werther on behalf of the family."

When the slaves behind him saw him kneeling, they all fell to the ground, and all the soldiers also kneeled.

Werther watched him silent for a while, and Dofas was very anxious, looking forward to Werther's reply.

Not long ago, he received an official letter from King Robert, the content of which was exactly the same as what Werther had told him before, which represented Werther's right to speak in the forces of the Seven Kingdoms, but these were not enough for him to swear allegiance. Treat Werther equally and discuss the interests of both parties.

But today I saw the powerful strength of the dragon and Werther himself, and Werther might kill himself to protect these secrets.The only way to go now is to be loyal.He didn't suffer after thinking about it. Maybe he might become the only consul of Volantis in the future. If he doesn't hug this super thigh at this time, he won't have another chance in the future.

The Dawnbreaker in Werther's hand, with scorching fire magic on the sword.He handed the sword to Nymeria, took the bloody Ska blade from her, and put the point of the sword on Dofas's shoulder with both hands.

"I, Werther of House Baratheon, Lord Archmage of the Seven Kingdoms, Lord Antlers, accept the fealty of your house. Arise."

Boom~~Boom~~

As soon as Dofas got up, there were rhythmic vibrations and muffled noises on the ground, as well as the sound of trees collapsing and breaking. They all knew that the dragon was coming, but no one dared to move.

A giant dragon several stories high crawled over, with its head lowered, smelling everywhere on the ground near Werther.The scorching breath blows out along with the dragon's breath, and the temperature here begins to heat up.

Werther knew what Alda Viing was looking for, and said to it in dragon language: "I found out that one of the heroic spirits was an acquaintance. After the truce, we chatted, and now they have disappeared."

Aldawion turned the dragon's head and looked at Werther with eyes as big as millstones: "The dragonborn who beat me? Since he is someone you know, you have to pay me."

The huge and deep language was spoken from the dragon's mouth, shaking the hearts of everyone present to beat with the tone.They were all inexplicably shocked. All kinds of legends knew the power of the dragon, a powerful magical creature, but now the dragon can speak!

Although the Dofas Pennymeen family is not the Dragon King family, there is no record of the dragon being able to speak in all the classics he has read. Now that Werther's dragon is a talking dragon, how strong must it be? ?Hold on to this thigh and never let go.

Werther: "What do you pay for? I don't think you were hurt much."

Oda Viying couldn't think of anything to ask for, and Werther was unhappy if he wanted too much, and he would have to be beaten again if he called that person.

Werther and the dragon spoke Draconic, that is, High Valyrian, and Dophath Pennymeen understood it, and he straightened up and said:

"Master Witte, there are two elephants in my entourage this time, which can be given to Lord Dragon as food compensation."

Hearing about eating Ao Daweiying, he became energetic, regardless of whether the elephant in this world is what it thinks, he opened his mouth and said: "Four!"

The hot air from the dragon's mouth blew Dofas's hair fluttering. He was not angry at all. When he saw Werther nodding, he replied with a smile: "No problem, Mr. Dragon, eat two ends first, and I will give you the other two later." Come."

Werther: "Do you have a tent in your team? I'm going to rest here for a while."

"My other entourage dare not come over two miles away. They all brought tents. I will arrange for someone to bring food to Mr. Werther regularly, and block the port where the ruins of Oros pass through the sea of ​​smoke."

Dofas used his brain to perform as best he could, and thought of all the things that Werther hadn't thought of.

Werther: "Very good, you can start making arrangements now."

Dofas began to arrange for soldiers and slaves to set up tents. His tent was also very luxurious, and the furniture was also loaded and shipped together.

Werther was sitting on the stone holding the giant sword, and Tyene also sat on the side to give Werther magic treatment. Although Werther's magic was stronger, it was her wish and it was up to her.

Werther summons a frost giant:

"Nymeria, try your sword at the Frost Giant."

She wore full Valyrian steel armor, which was why Werther had dared her to try the sword, and Werther wondered how powerful these legendary weapons would be in the hands of ordinary people.

Nymeria held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and wanted to touch the blade of the sword gleaming with magic light with the other hand.

"what!"

The high temperature of the sword burned her fingers through the armor, causing her to let go of the pain.

Dofas next to him saw Werther and the others trying out these magic weapons, and after ordering the soldiers to do their work, he also stood aside to watch.

"Does this sword have a name?" Tyene asked beside her.

"The name of this sword is Dawnbreaker! The name comes from Meridia, a goddess of vitality who represents noon and sunshine, sun and magic. She can also be called the daughter of fire."

"Dawnbreaker!" Nymeria turned her wrist and looked at this beautifully shaped sword and liked it very much.

Nymeria slashed at the Frost Giant with her sword in both hands.

The blade of the sword easily split a hole in the ice giant's body, the high temperature continued to expand the hole, and the ice continued to melt.

Werther retracted the ice giant, and then summoned a purple skeleton.

"Try again, but be careful, it should explode."

After hearing this, Nymeria was very cautious, instead of slashing, she stabbed, and a sword easily pierced the skull's head.