My name is Akatosh,

Is Alduin going to change his name to Smith?

—4E, 201, Month of Fire, 25th, 17:04 -

Northwest of Skyrim Province, near Morning Star City.

As a mining city, it is natural for miners to dig holes in the surrounding mountains in all directions for prospecting, and it is normal to dig up things such as Nord tombs, dwarven ruins, elven temples, etc., so after digging through an underground cave that looks like nothing, the miners will only mark the area slightly, bypass it and continue digging.

"You wouldn't have let them go so easily." There was a sound in the dark cavern.

"You said it was before." Another voice responded.

It was pitch black, only for humans, and for some other species, the faint light from the torches in the tunnel was enough to see everything in the cave, such as elves or vampires.

Hakong is still the old-school aristocrat who knows everything, but the lingering smell of burnt on his body makes the image seem quite hilarious, and Hearn is still dressed as an ordinary miner in Morningstar City, but the "ordinary miner" is not safe and sound after leaving so many dragon paw prints on his body.

"What are you going to do next? Go ahead and grab the Elder Scrolls? Hearn spoke again: "I won't refuse if you still need help, but Dunaville's injuries are a bit too serious this time to respond to the call for the time being." ”

"Hah! Rob? Hakong's tone was mocking, "Those Silver Hands are useless, their hatred of their comrades has made them completely ignore the Baron's suspicions, if I really thought he was a werewolf at best and made a move, then now you can replicate your misery on me - so, until we make sure we have a solution to that 'Dragonborn', keep an eye on it for the time being." ”

"You're the boss." Hearn replied indifferently.

A large, dull dragon roar rang out outside, and the two vampires froze for a moment.

"Actually chasing after you?" Hakong frowned: "We walked through the secret passage, without passing through the dwarven ruins, so we can catch up?" ”

"No, the roar doesn't sound like that, let's take a look first." Hearn said, turning into a swarm of bats and flying out of the vent connecting the cave to the surface.

——17:19——

"Die! Dragons - Descendants? 】”

Huge black wings obscured the evening sky, frightened miners ducked into the mines, and the guards of the Morning Star waited with their obviously useless short bows and shields, although the black dragon, which was half the size of the normal dragon, was only intercepting a wagon, but who knew if it would not take aim at the Morning Star after destroying the wagon?

So, in the moment when everyone was nervous, the slightest hesitation in the dragon's roar was ignored.

"Yo~ (hearts)" Cicero sat on a carriage carrying a huge wooden box and said to Alduin, "Are you looking for me?" Black Dragon~ (Block)"

He tugged on the reins twice, but the two horses pulling the cart were too frightened by the dragon to stand up, so he waved to the sky in boredom.

"Dragonborn? No, it feels like it's only half, this is the case...... How can it be? The dragon roared low, but since no one nearby understood dragon language, its words sounded like a menacing roar.

"If you're looking for trouble, do it right away, or mouth? I'm so good to fight back~ (Spades)" Cicero rolled his eyes at the black dragon: "You guy scared my horse." (Plum Blossom)"

"[Anyway—]" The dragon seemed to finally make up his mind, and slowly opened his mouth.

"Hey, hey~ (Spades)" Facing the surging dragon breath in the dragon's mouth, Cicero smiled strangely and began to pull something invisible in his hand.

The bear's fiery breath fell from the sky, and Cicero flew high as if he had been bounced away, and changed course in the air and landed on the dragon's back, cutting several gaps between its scales with the invisible weapon of his fingertips.

"Roar! The black dragon suddenly rolled up, as if intending to lift Cicero off, but the clown held himself firmly to the dragon's back with both hands as if pulling some invisible reins.

"Hah!" He laughed: "I heard that in ancient times, there seemed to be a 'dragoon' class~ (hearts)"

The back is a relatively fragile part for most creatures - except for those with shells on their backs, and this is especially true for dragons whose combat power is on the front, and when the black dragon finds the tumbling ineffective, he begins to use high-altitude rappelling and rubbing his back against giant rocks to drive Cicero away, but nothing works.

At first, the guards of the Morning Star applauded, but as the tumbling and ramming battle approached the city, the guards' faces began to turn pale.

"The Warrior! If you can fix it, please hurry up—" One of the captains of the guard shouted boldly, "We can't let it get close to the city, and we'll have to fire arrows if the distance is shortened—"

Rumble! Whoop - the captain of the guard was doused with blood.

He blinked in confusion before he vaguely remembered what had just happened: the clown-clown warrior had just begun to shout before he forcibly controlled the black dragon to turn, slammed straight into the ground, and then jumped up and down just as he was about to collide - with the dragon head that had just fallen, and the captain of the guard was sprayed by surprise.

"Hmm...... Thank you for your help to Morningstar," the captain wiped his face and looked at the carriage with large boxes in the distance, "Do you want to move to Morningstar?" We're happy to help. ”

"No, no, no~ (square)" Cicero landed with the dragon head and shook his finger at him: "I bought a tomb and was about to take the 'mother' to settle it, this thing is a good decoration." (hearts)"

"Ahaha...... You really have the foresight...... "The captain agreed dryly, isn't the tomb the best for Phocles?" Here, I guess I will only be woken up by the sound of tunnels digging every day.

"Team, captain." Several of the other guards suddenly exclaimed, and right in front of them, the dragon's corpse turned gray-brown as if it had been dyed, no, it was not so much "change" as it was, and the appearance of the black dragon was fake.

"Huh? The clown noticed this, and lifted the dragon head in his hand, and it turned grayish-brown at a great speed in full view of the public.

——17:44——

Rift Valley suburbs, airborne.

It wasn't too difficult for Arthur to fly a dog over a territory, especially now that the amount of food he needed to replenish was enough to satisfy the dragon-level appetite.

Fly to what Barbas calls the "Dark Crypt" to find the woman who made the deal with the Demon God of Ville, and bring it back, with a very simple plan that shows no signs of being destroyed.

And yet it was destroyed.

Arthur, as a human, was not without the experience of being surrounded by many enemies, whether they were beasts, skeletons, or vampires, but it was still basically a flat surface.

Now surround him, there is a network of dragons in all directions, up and down, left and right, roughly counted, there are about thirty or so, red dragons, black dragons, green dragons, bronze dragons, all kinds, I really don't know where they usually hide, if they are seen by those blade warriors who always want to find dragons to kill, they will definitely ...... Well, turn around and run.

"Uh, how are you? Arthur tried to communicate with them, after all, there were examples of Sarochnier, Sophie, and even Patunax, and it would be best if he could solve the problem with communication, although it was unlikely.

The dragons were silent, not reacting to Arthur's words.

Gollum - The red dragon closest to Arthur was covered in ripples, and its form began to change in a strange way, as if the clay sculpture that had already taken shape had been re-splashed with water and changed into a new form, and the red dragon, after the fluctuations had ended, turned into a black dragon that was slightly larger than its original size.

"Die! Dragonborn! The black dragon, which used to be a red dragon, roared, and then opened its large caliber and pounced on it.

Boom! Rumble! The Black Dragon bounced back faster than it pounced, crashing solidly into the mountains below.

"Hmm...... How so? If you're all at this level, you won't be able to beat me. Arthur withdrew his outstretched dragon paws.

Gollum Gollum - "[Die! Dragonborn! 】”X2

Two dragons of different "skin tones" transformed into the same black dragon and attacked Arthur at the same time.

Wow, smack! The two black dragons fell fiercely.

Grunt...... The ordinary dragon is transformed into the weird black dragon again.

"[I said it didn't work......" Arthur found that the group of dragons besieging him didn't seem to have the sense of communication at all, and would only mechanically shout "Die, Dragonborn" and kill them instinctively.

Such enemies are no pressure on Arthur, who already has perfect control over the dragon's avatars, even if they all end up in the form of the strange black dragon, most likely Alduin.

Although more than thirty dragons sound very powerful, it is similar to the problem on the ground, when they besiege the same target, only a few of them can do it, and this kind of instinctive bite and claw attack is easy to be cracked by Arthur one by one, if it is really swarmed up, it is easy to be dragged and killed by force.

In the end, more than thirty black dragons changed back to their original formation and surrounded Arthur from a distance, neither attacking nor withdrawing.

"Hey! Alduin, you're Alduin, aren't you? Arthur tried to move, but they always followed him, as if they were perfect mirror images, and tried to talk to the controller behind him: "[I think we need to talk-]"

"There's nothing to talk about, Dragonborn. More than thirty black dragons said in unison: "['The evil of this world' must be destroyed. 】”

What is it!?