Far away on the island of Southam.

The cat man slowly picked up the huge book with the black cover on the altar.

"This is the book?" Dacula's furry hand slowly covered the cover of the book in front of him, carefully feeling the material of the book's cover.

"It should be one of the Dark Magic Sutras......" Murfito added hoarsely as he snorted.

"Sneer......" Dracula glanced obliquely at the attendant behind him, and then opened the book very casually.

"Boom!" At the moment of opening the book, the cat man only felt that a sudden explosion sounded in his mind. It was as if his soul was about to be shattered.

Sight, hearing, smell, and taste all disappeared from Dacula's perception the moment the book was opened, and this feeling of helplessness and panic suddenly reminded him of the feeling he had when he was born, weak, weak, like any person's fingers could pinch him to death!

Heterotopic planes.

The man in the red robe and the wooden mask sitting cross-legged slowly got up.

"The first apocrypha is passive...... Looks like our Dragonborn is here...... If Mora had been around, I might not have been able to do anything but submit to fate...... But now......"

……

When Dakkura came back to his senses, he was surprised to find that he was not in the hidden temple, but in a place he had never been before. What scared him the most was not the strangeness of this place, but the fact that he found that he had lost his power! I lost the power given to me by the power of the stars, and became like an ordinary person!

When the powerful lose the strength that supports him, he can perform to a large extent inferior to an ordinary person! Deleman curled up on the ground in horror, and crawled like a cat to the dark corner of the corner.

"Roar!" A dragon's roar suddenly came from the sky of this space.

"What? There's a dragon here?! Hearing this, Dacula trembled instantly, and moved faster towards the corner. He began to pray that the dragon in the sky was nothing more than a passerby, that the dragon did not realize his existence.

Unfortunately, the cat people's prayers failed. When the dragon hit the ground, and the loach-like ugly dragon head stared at him, Dacula suddenly realized that he might really be dying here today.

Just as the cat-people closed their eyes, waiting for the flames of death to strike. Suddenly, he heard a playful voice ringing in front of him, "Aha, it seems that our last Dragonborn is very cowardly......"

It was a deep middle-aged man's voice. Dacula's eyes opened violently when he heard the sound, and two sharp claws flicked out of his palms and stabbed at the person in front of him.

"Sure enough, the despicable cat-man doesn't have anything to do with it other than a sneak attack...... Dacula's attack was easily blocked by the person in front of him. The palm of the coarse cloth glove was so powerful that it easily clasped Dacula's wrist tightly. The sharp nails on the cat-man's claws were only two centimeters away from the man's neck, but the distance between those two centimeters was like a moat for Dacula, and he couldn't go any further.

Dacula had long felt the man controlling the dragon on the dragon's back, and she had already felt the gaze of the man watching her. All the previous performances were just performances for the person in front of him, so as to lower his vigilance and give himself a chance to strike. It's a pity that this blow didn't have the slightest effect, Dacula had lost his original strength after reaching this space, how could he succeed in a sneak attack with the body of an ordinary person?

"Who are you?" The cat-man's pupils shrank into a slit, and he whispered to the man in front of him in the wooden mask. He already had an answer in his mind, and now he just asked for proof.

"Haven't you been looking for me? Dragonborn? ”

"Are you...... Milak? The first Dragonborn?! The moment he heard the name, Dacula's pupils jumped instantly, and his tone became even lower. He didn't expect that he had just opened a book and met this legendary first dragonborn when he was at his weakest!

"Yes, I'm what you call the first Dragonborn, but I'll be the only Dragonborn in all of Tamriel in the near future!"

Milak said this, and turned his gaze to Dacula in front of him: "It is said that you are the last dragonborn?" It's just a guy who's just getting into the power of spitting out his eyes......"

As he spoke, he slammed Dacula to the ground, "Just let you see the true power of the Dragonborn!" ”

"Mul (Strength) Qua (Armor) Diiv (Dragon)!"

With a stirring roar, a layer of hideous armor composed of energy suddenly appeared on Milak's body. Seeing the flow of energy, Dacula could clearly feel the great power in it.

"This ......" Dacula had never seen such a spit out, and for a moment he was also shocked by this powerful force.

"Although you helped me get rid of that fellow Alduin, it's a pity that it's just a matter of fingers for me, the great First Dragonborn. When I return, all of Tamriel will be at my feet! Milak said, looking at the cat man in front of him with contempt. And you, either surrender or ...... Just die! ”

At the last moment, the soles of Mirak's feet kept magnifying in Dacula's eyes.

"Poof...... The catman's head was trampled by Milac like a watermelon. But the strange thing is that with this sound, the entire body of the cat man directly shattered into powder under this foot and disappeared.

"Hmm...... The guy ...... I don't think there's anything wrong with it, right? After watching the cat-man's body completely disappear in front of him, Milak exhaled softly, gently rubbed the mask on his face, and whispered......

"Ahh The cat man suddenly screamed and opened his eyes. His heart was beating like a drum. The black book in front of me didn't know when it had been closed.

"What's wrong?" Murfito heard Dalcula's exclamations and hurried to meet him.

"Just ...... What was I doing? Dacula asked, looking at his new entourage, his throat rolling a little.

"Just ...... You just opened the book, and stood there until I heard your cry when the book closed itself......" Murphyto's eyes flashed with disdain under his cloak, but his tone was full of deference......