Chapter 340: Ancient Dragons and Demon Gods

My name is Akatosh,

I heard that the big bosses who appeared late are all big bosses?

—4E, 201, Frostfall Month, 1st, 17:07 —

Milak is flying towards Skyrim with his dragon legion.

As the first dragonborn to survive the mythological era, he believes that the chaos in Skyrim Province is the best time for him to return to the stage of history.

Although the servants he sent to Skyrim to collect information were so stupid that they were imprisoned in the snowy prison, but fortunately, not only his cellmates, but even the jailers were chattering, and it was extremely difficult to get the lord's information, but it was not difficult to obtain general information about the various places in Skyrim, and they could not have imagined that although those disciples were honest, the masks on their faces had the function of transmitting messages.

The only thing that was a little surprising was the blue dragon Sahrotaar, which was better at changing magic than other ancestral dragons, and the arrangement for it was to turn into a harmless critter and quietly collect information that the cultists couldn't get, but as a result, it was completely cut off, and it can only be perceived that it is located at the peak of Hosga, should it have been captured by that old thing from Patunax?

Speaking of the "Greybeard" and Patunax of the Heights of Khorsga, they were the three warriors who exiled Alduin and the generals of the Dragon Empire at that time, respectively, and this group of people could hang them up and fight even if they were in their heyday, not to mention that due to the passage of time, the strength of the old dragon should have begun to decline.

And himself, thanks to the favor of the demon god of knowledge and fate, [Hermaius Mora], has been immortal for thousands of years, and his strength has increased instead of decreasing, and he has a whole five-colored ancestor Yuanlong army under his command, not only in the sky, I am afraid that no one in the entire Tamarel Continent will be his opponent, if he wants to pack up the Imperial Legion and the Storm Cloak, he can also let them have one hand.

Mora's appearance is indescribable, he looks like a tentacle of aquatic plants, the eyes of various creatures and the sticky green liquid mixed up and crumpled into a ball, and his minions are roughly divided into two types: the "Dementors" with hoods and robes, but the empty inside, and the "deep divers" who look like fish but have hands and feet.

Milak once had a brain twitch and suggested to Mora that he should have an anthropomorphic form like the other demon gods, and Mora agreed with him after thinking about it, and then the tentacles turned into a little girl with silver hair and green eyes in a black and white plaid dress......

After a series of chaotic farces, Mora changed back, and a physically and mentally exhausted Mirak seriously suspected that he was really just trying to know how he would react to his transformation, which was also a kind of knowledge.

In the final analysis, this "demon god of knowledge and fate" is extremely eager to obtain unknown knowledge, and it may be that in his opinion, the so-called knowledge is only divided into "known" and "unknown", and there is no value, if you can obtain unknown knowledge, then it is acceptable to pay more known knowledge.

For example, on one occasion he used a wealth of knowledge about building, blacksmithing, mining, farming, etc., to exchange with the natives of Southam for a pickle method they had invented.

While it is true that sharing knowledge does not lead to the disappearance of what he possesses, his actions have expanded the minds of the natives who can only hunt and pickle vegetables, and they have begun to question what difference Mirak is from them, who originally worshipped Mirak as a god.

I can crush you all with one finger, isn't it a difference!

To get back to the point, Mirak has full confidence in his "return".

First of all, mortal armies are no match for themselves, and the dragons resurrected by Alduin will easily surrender to their side due to class oppression.

Secondly, the current emperor of the Septin dynasty is in the sky, and if he is eliminated by the way, the empire will be in chaos, and it will be impossible to organize the transcendents who can pose a threat to him, let alone use the Elder Scrolls.

Finally, with the dragonborn named "Arthur", it can be determined that the current Nairn will no longer equate the dragonborn with the royal family, and ordinary people's feelings towards him are more of a "very strong, worthy of reliance" attitude, and the lords have nothing to fear about his high position, so as the first dragonborn, he will naturally be more popular.

So, for now, his enemies are only the Dragonborn and its related forces, Graybeard and Patunax, the Mage Academy and the Empire's transcendents, and there is no pressure in front of the Ancestral Dragon Army.

Speaking of the Dragonborn, that guy actually named himself "Arthur Pendragon", "Lord of the Dragons", and seems to be very confident in his own identity, then, he should be able to transform into a dragon, and can easily gain the favor of non-hostile dragons, but unfortunately, when the Dragonborns fight each other, no dragon will intervene.

Compared to that bulky transformation, Milak has improved it with the help of [Mora] and has become a "dragon roar" that can be used in human form, which not only maintains the agility of a human form, but also has the strength of a dragon, and has a shiny and handsome appearance, if it is alone, that guy will never be his opponent.

However, according to the information, it seems that the Dragonborn is leading his men to Songard to trouble Alduin, so let's settle for the Hosgar Peak.

Milak looked at the dragons fleeing in the distance, and triumphantly ordered the Ancestral Dragons to turn.

——17:38——

Horsga Peak.

"Humph! I'm going to wait for you guys to keep waiting, I'm going to find Daddy! , Rabbit, let's go! ”

After Arthur disappeared for a few days, Sophie finally couldn't wait, and after a tantrum, she jumped on the back of the blue dragon and flew straight away, while Saroknir could only stretch out his claws into the air miserably: "[I, it's your father......"

"[Don't you think it's a bit weird for her to ride a dragon as a dragon? Master Ainas spoke to that stupid dad in dragon language.

"[You can ride me, too......" The black dragon remained in a state of collapse.

"This guy is hopeless." The Greybeards shrugged at each other.

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"Where's 'Brasilin Ann', do you know that, Rabit?"

"Huh?"

After successfully flying out of the range of the Hosgar Peak, Sophie fell into confusion, because she had no idea where Arthur had gone, after all, she had always been taken away by others, and every time she flew around, she would always get into trouble.

"Why don't we ask someone for directions?" The girl pointed in front of her in the air, "Aren't there a lot of weird-looking aunts and uncles there?" ”

"Tsk!" The blue dragon Abbit panicked and flapped his wings vigorously to try to escape, but he was a step too late, and in the next moment, he and Sophie were surrounded by a herd of progenitor dragons that covered the sky.

"Hello~ Little girl, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to see you here, where are you going?" A slightly greasy, flirtatious man's voice rang out.

The Ancestral Dragon naturally couldn't speak, and the one who spoke was a strange man riding on the neck of the Green Dragon, he was wearing an ancient robe with a lot of accessories, the whole was an earthy yellow robe, and his face wore a strange orange mask with all his facial features carved into thin seams.

"Hmm, hello uncle, I'm going to find my father, have you seen him?" Sophie tilted her head in reply, and the blue dragon beneath her was trembling.

“…… Hehe," the grim gaze behind the mask swept down the blue dragon and returned to Sophie, "If your father's name is 'Arthur Pendragon', you have to call me 'Uncle Milak'." ”

"Uncle Milak." Sophie replied immediately.

"Good," Milak gestured north, "I know where your father has gone, and I have something to look for him, so come with me." ”

"Okay." "Tsk!"

Sophie readily agreed, but the Ancestor Blue Dragon she was riding was panicked and seemed to want to escape.

"Huh? Do you have an opinion? Milak refocused on the blue dragon.

The "......" rabbit, or the former Sarotal, is completely wilted.

"So—" Milak waved his hand, and a black dragon and a red dragon flew up to Labbitt, wings crossed, ready to forcibly take him away.

"Hmm...... Isn't it Uncle You're a bad person? Sophie blinked.

"Hehe, children only talk about good and bad, while adults only talk about interests."

"I'm not a child!"

"Then come with me."

So Milak blocked Sophie's questioning with a plausible sentence - about a few seconds.

"Where do you want to take my daughter? 】”

A vast, majestic, but discernible voice of an angry woman rang out all around, and it showed no signs of spreading, but echoed repeatedly within a certain range, as if it were going to be forced to be heard hundreds of times.

"Hee...... Hee ...... "Although there is a mask, just from the sound can tell that Milak's face has changed drastically, and he looks around in panic.

A pair of white, graceful, glowing dragon wings emerged from the void, followed by an equally beautiful dragon head and body, and the silver-white dragon appeared at the same time as the progenitor dragons who were supposed to restrain it scattered, leaving only the green dragon carrying Mirak trembling there.

"Mom!" Sophie instantly turned into a white dragon that looked quite similar to her, but three or four times smaller, pounced.

"Hee...... Sinestra! Milak finally exclaimed, "Impossible! How did you possibly become a 'platinum dragon'? You should fall into a death slumber with Zaronir! ”

"What? Are you allowed to be favored only by the demon gods, and not by the favor of the Holy Spirit? The platinum dragon grabbed Sophie as he flew over: "[If your intelligence is not so bad, you should know what Lord Akatosh left behind in the capital province of Sylodir 200 years ago, right?] 】”

"You used that statue to come back to life? And not your own body? You know, in that case—" Milak explained as he secretly prepared for an escape spell.

"[What will I do, you are in annihilation and think slowly! "Shaftistra didn't give him a chance to swing his claw down.

Snort - a few tentacles tore through the space and poked out, directly dragging Milak back who was in a certain death situation.