The area around Winterhold Academy is a large wilderness, covered with white snow.

The turbulent air currents in the sky mixed with ice slag hit people's faces, and the environment here was bad enough for ordinary creatures.

If it's in the game of the material world, it's not that big.

But when it really exists as a world, it's incomparably vast.

Yi Qiu looked at it now, and the surroundings were snow-white, and there was only this one color left in the entire heaven and earth.

Even if Yi Qiu was in the sky, he couldn't find any special area.

"Whew!!"

At this moment, a loud and long howl attracted Yi Qiu's attention.

For the dragons of Skyrim, they have a habit of roaring periodically.

In Skyrim, the roar of the dragon has a variety of special magical powers.

In a sense, it also has the effect of summoning dragonborns, which can promote the harmonious control of the number of dragons in the sky.

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu suppressed the evil wind a bit, and then moved in the direction of the dragon's roar.

The dragons in the sky will have great differences in combat effectiveness depending on the type, and Yi Qiu is ready to find the most ordinary dragon species to practice first.

After all, no matter how weak it behaves in the game, it is still a dragon.

For most of the planes, dragons are not very weak creatures.

"Hoo ......"

After flying for a short while, Yi Qiu held the head of the cloud and looked at the dragon that was soaring in the sky through the vast snow.

It was the first time Yi Qiu had come into contact with a dragon so closely, and its massive size and sinuous bat wings displayed a formidable strength.

Yi Qiu could hear the loud sound of its strong bat wings beating the air, it was a manifestation full of vitality and vitality.

Just like a fluttering bird, people can clearly feel the rhythm from the most essential source of life.

In short, it sounds chewy......

Yi Qiu touched his bald head quietly, he didn't have intuitive combat detection ability and equipment now.

Skyrim's dragons don't have a very significant color difference like the five-color dragons, in fact, their overall art style is very similar.

This requires a certain amount of knowledge of the Dragon-Sky Branch to judge, and it is obvious that Yi Qiu does not possess these.

However, Yi Qiu didn't feel too dangerous aura from the soaring dragon, which means that at least it didn't have the ability to kill Yi Qiu in seconds.

After secretly observing a wave, Yi Qiu first pressed the cloud head and left quietly.

He was going to try to open the Reverse Eight Gate Dunjia first, and if he couldn't control it in the end, he would come over and kick it directly, or wait until he succeeded.

Then, Yi Qiu watched in the sky for a while, found a basin covered with snow and flew over......

"Hoo ......"

In the midst of the ice and snow, Yi Qiu stood on top of the thick layer of snow in the nameless basin.

The accumulation of a long time has given the snow layer here a very considerable thickness, and Yi Qiu is not sure why the mages of Skyrim would choose such an area to establish the Winterhold Academy.

After all, the environment here is not a very comfortable scene for a mage who is relatively fragile.

Yi Qiu began to recall the specific operation details of the Reverse Eight Gate Dunjia, he had not opened the Death Gate, but the power of the Death Gate was beyond doubt.

As for Yi Qiu's own conditions, if he wanted to open the Reverse Eight Gate Dun Jia, he would need to complete the reversal in a very short period of time after opening the Death Gate.

Otherwise, it would be even more difficult to shake the Eight Gate Dunjia, which had already formed a complete energy circuit later.

For other users, they don't have this kind of trouble, and Yi Qiu's physique has reached the extraordinary.

If he didn't take advantage of the fleeting opportunity at the beginning, he doubted that the door inside him would repair itself in a very quick time.

This means that he has to succeed the first time, and he needs to completely break through the door in his body in the first attempt.

Yi Qiu calmed down for a moment, and then quietly felt the door in his body.

The cold wind and frost and snow howling outside could not disturb him, and his current spiritual realm already had a certain amount of fire.

Just after Yi Qiu completely focused his consciousness on the area where the door was opened, he began to use the Faxiang Skull to assist himself in the operation of the Eight Gate Dunjia.

The energy in his body began to flow rapidly, and then ......

"Fluttering ......"

"Fluttering ......"

Just as Yi Qiu was about to open the door of death directly, a sharp pain in his heart like a pinprick stopped him.

Clarity of calamity?

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and he suddenly found that he had found the most correct posture for him to open the Reverse Eight Gate Dun Armor......

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"Ahem......"

Feller-Siela struggled to pull her snow boots out of the thick snow, she was a dragon hunter.

It's a profession that's very famous on the outside, but it's actually very rare.

Because dragon hunting is not for fun.

And what it carries is a heavy and bloody history, a legacy full of thorns and tribulations.

Feller-Ciarla herself wasn't very interested in the profession, or she didn't really approve of it.

Because she felt that dragon hunting was a risky choice, but it was undoubtedly not very suitable as a career.

But she eventually took the bow from her grandmother, and there was always some inheritance that needed to be sacrificed......

Ferrer-Syra's Dragon Hunter is not of high rank, as it is a class that requires the blood of dragons to gain growth power.

"Before we appeared, dragons had no natural predators, but when the first dragon hunter picked up the dragon hunting bow, there was a ...... from then on"

Grandmother's babbling still rings in Ferrer-Cira's ears, and she regrets that she can no longer argue with her as before.

For, when she took the dragon hunting bow, Grandmother returned to the Father's embrace in peace.

"There are dragons in such a bad place?"

Feller-Ciara looked at the information on the retina from the intelligence traffickers, which said that there were a large number of dragon species in this world.

"God forbid, Father, I hope it is not a white dragon again...... I've had enough of these dragons. ”

Feller-Sira's current class energy level is all obtained by hunting white dragons, of course, all she hunts are white dragons below the standard of adult dragons.

Although the white dragon is indeed relatively weak, the adult white dragon still has a certain lethality.

For now, at least, Ferrer-Ciara doesn't think she can safely hunt down an adult white dragon.

Feller-Ciara prayed silently in her heart as she looked around warily.

In such places where white dragons may appear, frost giants will also become common.

However, although there are some differences in this world, it is just that Feller-Ciara has not received more detailed information.

Because the money she has left is only enough to pay for it now......

"Damn greenskin, one day I'm going to get all this money back."

Feller-Sira gripped her dragon bow and thought with some resentment.

And at this moment, she felt a sudden shock on the ground, a violent sound in the air, and then a huge white mist like a mushroom cloud rose in the distance!