Could it be that this ring is the same as what Arceus and Anu did?

...... from around the world Trade?

Thinking of this, Li Buzhou's mood like a treasure could not get any better, and he even felt that Griswold in his hand had a hot feeling; Originally, his ultimate wish was just to return to the earth to be a salted fish, but as he continued to deepen in this world, he seemed to fall into an inextricable whirlpool.

"Look."

Just when Li Buzhou was still silently pondering, Long Yirui's voice came, signaling Li Buzhou to look at this ...... a vault like a refuge; It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a cellar, because this place is not like the underground ruins of the Roaring Peak Monastery, nor like the Altar of Azura, where terrifying monsters lurk here; It's like a small basement, not only is the furnishings very old and dilapidated, but even the air smells of mold.

And the thing that Long Yirui asked Li Buzhou to look at was a book scattered randomly on the table, the only book in this room with a magical atmosphere.

"Is this a magic book?"

Li Buzhou stepped forward and picked up the book and muttered to himself, since coming to this Winterhold Academy, the magic book seemed to be completely insulated from him, although they only searched one room, but this strange development always gave Li Buzhou a sense of foreboding.

"It looks like a ...... Diary? Long Yirui came to Li Buzhou's side, stood on tiptoe, looked at it, and said suspiciously.

"Can you come out?" Li Buzhou handed the diary to Long Yirui, and it was at this time that he discovered the importance of learning; Every time you encounter this situation, you are as embarrassed as an illiterate?

"I ...... Try"

Long Yirui took the diary, opened it and read it silently; But with Long Yirui's scientific exploration, Li Buzhou's face became more and more ugly, and the amount of information in it was a bit incredible......

"Today is ...... When is it? How long has it been since we hid in this cellar? God forbid, there's a notebook here, I hope someone can see it......"

"News has come from the mentors that Stormcloak has made peace with the Empire? How is this possible! Why don't you tell me that the Nords and elves have reconciled...... But now is obviously not the time to talk about this, Mentor Falauda has not been back for a long time, could there be some accidents? ”

"God forbid, this place is full of undead; I really don't know how long it can last...... We've run out of supplies......"

"Damn! Isn't it a death sentence for Mentor Tovdil to take someone out and rush out?! And he refused to let me go out with me, and even asked me to engrave the history of Skyrim Province and the map of Winterhold Academy here! Don't the mentors know what to expect?! ”

"Today...... Mentor Tovdir is back, but half as many...... The Mentor went so far as to say that he had met Alduin; Alduin even helped them escape the undead spirits...... The world has gone mad; Alduin has appeared...... Where are you, Lord Dragonborn? ”

"Mentor Tovdir has been out for a day and still hasn't returned, we don't know what to do, the supplies are almost exhausted, and Mentor Tovdil actually let us activate that seal when we were desperate......"

“...... It's been two days, and Mentor Tovdil still hasn't returned, is he the same as Mentor Falauda...... No, it can't be! ”

"It's been three days; The outside is filled with the sound of dragons and the smell of the undead, and the dragonborn still hasn't appeared? ”

"I don't think we can handle it anymore...... Damn, I haven't even finished carving the Second Age now, give me a little more time......"

"I'm left alone, I've buried my colleagues, the history of Skyrim Province, the history of Nien, can anyone really see it?"

"I don't think I can hold it anymore...... Mentor Tovdil's seal is finally ready to use. ”

"Lord Dragonborn, I await your arrival."

"Back...... None of them are gone. ”

Long Yirui frowned, this note looked as if it had been written by a magician left behind by Wintercastle Academy when he was escaping the ruins, but the ending was still not unexpected; And many of the words that appear in it that I am already very familiar with make me very concerned.

Long Yirui saw that Li Buzhou beside him did not answer, and turned her head to look at him curiously; Now Li Buzhou's body trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to reveal a strange light; Long Yirui is very strange, although she is also reluctant and nostalgic for the demise of another civilization, but why does Li Buzhou seem to ...... I feel the same way.

"Are you alright?" Long Yirui looked at Li Buzhou with concern and asked a little uneasily.

Li Buzhou took a deep breath and replied, "I'm fine." ”

"The information in this is a bit strange...... Li Buzhou said as he took the diary from Long Yirui's hand, "This diary actually says that Alduin helped the magicians of the Winter Castle Academy escape......

"Isn't that weird?"

"Of course it's weird." Li Buzhou's tone couldn't help but become strange: "Who is Alduin?" He was heralded in Skyrim as the end of the world, the incarnation of the god of time, Akatosh, devouring the world at the point of time; Yu gave up his duties in favor of world domination, and thus lost his divinity. ”

"Lost divinity?" Long Yirui repeated silently.

"That's right, otherwise, we probably won't be able to deal with it until death......" Li Buzhou sighed, suppressing the sullen feeling in his heart: "However, the current situation is a little strange, Alduin...... It seems to be on our side. ”

Li Buzhou's immortal was transferred to the dry bone sitting on the chair; This dry bone will never be found if you don't look closely, and the robes on the dry bone look tattered, but the little magic that remains of it protects the last dignity of its owner.

"It's just a little Wintercastle mage......" Li Buzhou stared at the dry skeleton, his eyes didn't even want to turn to the dense walls that were carved around him, which almost spread to the walls of the doorway, and it was the entire history from the Mythological Age to the Third Age.

Charcoal when the quill runs out, charcoal when the charcoal runs out with stones, and hands when the stones run out......

The history here is believed to be flawed and even contradictory; But the history carved out of this place is far more glaring than the history you saw in the Monastery of High Roar Peak, and it makes you want to escape; With a hint of curiosity, Li Buzhou opened the cuffs of the dry bone, and noticed that his fingers had been worn off a little......

Long Yirui silently picked up the miniature camera that still survived and shot silently; Even when they discovered the structure of Winterhold Academy in this place, the two of them did not feel a trace of excitement, only a little dazzling; I can't wait to escape from this place......

The two walked out silently, not that Li Buzhou didn't want to bury the last unburied mage, but that he found that after the corpse that had completely consumed magic, it would turn into a handful of flying ashes as long as it was touched lightly.

"Next ......"

"Let's go, let's go inside."

There was not a single sound, no undead, no dragons, no strange things; Could it be that the mages of Winterhold gave them their last gift......

But this gift is a bit heavy.

The two pushed open the treasure of Winterhold through the back door, and the academy seemed to be no different from usual except for the thick dust, as if the place had just been abandoned, and it had not experienced the baptism of the end at all; But the only difference is that there are corpses all over the ground.

The corpses all over the ground, without exception, were all dressed in the standard robes of Wintercastle, and some of the skeletons were missing various parts, and his counterattack before death could still be detected from his starting style.

The undead are everywhere; The corpse of the mage also filled the floor of the hall like fallen leaves.

There are no enemies here; But there was no sense of happiness in their hearts; Rather, a chill enveloped the two of them, who were waiting for the arrival of the Dragonborn until death, even if they knew it very well; Even the Dragonborn can't do anything about it.

Long Yirui slowly raised her legs, landed on the ground, and carefully took every step; There is a slight sour feeling at the tip of the nose, and here, a complete corpse has become a luxury.

Li Buzhou and Long Yirui slowly walked to a bench in the far corner; It was still a dry skeleton, but the difference was the powerful, terrifying, and violent magical power that emanated from him.

"Tovdir ......"

Li Buzhou saw the black leather cloak covered by this dry bone, and almost instantly thought of his identity; Who would have thought that these mages were only a hundred meters away from the shelter, but they were covered with the corpses of the mages, just to take back their Winterhold Academy.

Looking at the direction in which they died, none of them looked like they were backing down......

"Unfortunately, I was worried about encountering the undead of a melee mage." Li Buzhou shook his head and smiled bitterly, his smile was full of sarcasm: "I didn't expect you to solve it yourself." ”

"In any case, I have taken advantage of your kindness; This deal, I will definitely do it. ”

At the moment when Li Buzhou's words just fell, that powerful and irritable magical power actually withered in an instant; In the blink of an eye, it becomes a stream of air like air......

Toldil's dry bones crumbled in an instant; He collapsed to the ground.

"Roar————————!!!

At this moment, a palpitating and desire to run away suddenly came from Li Buzhou's ears, and the dragon roar almost ran through his body; Even though he didn't use his vocal skills, he still burst out with terrifying world power......

Alduin ......

When there is violence, politics is rife in all directions.

Time reshapes when the brass tower moves.

When the three blessings fail, the red tower trembles.

When the Dragonborn loses ground and the White Tower falls.

When the Snow Tower shatters, no one is king, and blood flows like a river.

When the Eater of Worlds wakes up,

The theory of time turns to the last Dragonborn.