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Nairn shivered under the bombardment of Namdian. The brass giant first attacked the Morrowind area. Standing at the southern end of the sky, you can clearly see several huge plumes of smoke rising into the sky on the east side, in a raging hurricane. , Everything is aphasia, can only watch the brass **** tear the world little by little.

Jonas used a buoyancy field to shoot the air waves and smoke. The north, west, and east sides all rushed from the sky, but this was not as tragic as the morning wind. The land mass was thrown into the sky, breaking through the atmosphere, and escaping from Chennai. Because of the gravitational force of grace, the face of Nanodian in space is bigger than Mather, and his height should be about the diameter of Nairn. A machine the size of a planet, what kind of monster did the Dwemer create? There is such a big and small magical power!

Jonas was annoyed and anxious. He only complained about his slow action and failed to keep the enemy out of Nairn. He also hated his weakness, fearing that he could not defeat such a strong enemy, and worried about his relatives and friends in Winterhold. The world's creatures, sorrow comes from it, can't help crying.

"Don't cry my child, we still have a chance." A clear female voice came from behind him, breaking through the barrier of the hurricane. A female high elf mage wearing a bright yellow hooded robe paced out of thin air, her posture swiftly like a flower in the wind. "I finally found you. Now you don't need to be resurrected every time on the 17th of the seed moon in the end of 201. I have recorded this time point. You can rest assured to deal with the brass tower."

Jonas was shocked. There was too much information in the other party's words, so that his brain was blank, and his emotions were lost halfway through crying, but his face was still a bit wronged, and his big eyes were full of doubts, "What do you mean?"

"do you still remember me?"

"You... are you Miss Toptarina?" Jonas gave an excited expression, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, how are you?"

Saiyikes sighed, "It's not a good idea. In the future, we must have suffered great suffering. We used to be nine people, but now there are only three."

"What happened? Why do you say that?"

"Our future lies in your past. It is not easy to explain to you in detail. There is not much time. I have told you some important things. You must listen carefully."

"Yes, ma'am, I understand."

"Namidian attacked Morrowind in order to knock down Red Mountain. It has some bad memories there, but this is just right. There is a Clockwork City under Morrowind, where there are several spacecrafts that can carry people to Go to the moon, too. The brass **** is not something you can fight against. The real time to win is still sometime in the future."

Jonas nodded. Has his mission come to an end?

...

Satar.

"The first dragon chrysalis node record is complete!" Toptarina suddenly reported to the Master Hui, "I saw him, that boy."

The headmaster smiled reluctantly. It is now halftime. He looks around the devastated Sattar wearily. More than three hundred time lines have passed since he met the terrifying Baishan last time. All kinds of Baishan, there are males and females, old and young, and some are not human. Those with strong ability will take the initiative to find Sattar, while those with weak strength will be forcibly summoned. In short, they are all It can be solved without much effort.

After that horrible punch, Sattar had only four living people, three members of Saiyk, and Aran, the archmage of Winterhold. As for the hapless ones of the Black Bug Society, they have disappeared in the aftermath. Will not be resurrected.

"How many dragon souls do we have left?"

"Less than a hundred heads."

The dragon soul is a kind of thing, use a little less, after all, it is itself a fragment of time, and it is an irreversible process to charge the crystal tower dragon pupa magic.

Among the nine members of the Saiic Order, five were responsible for hunting dragons. In the nearly 100 years after 4E201, they successively hunted down more than 800 dragons, but killed six members in Lunyinquan. Later, the dragon soul escaped partly-the dragon hunter died before the dragon hunting, which is equivalent to not hunting the dragon-some were absorbed by Jonas, some were absorbed by Mirak.

Their existence is erased, which is equivalent to having never appeared in this world-the round seal fist caused a small dragon break, erasing the timeline of the killed, and gradually, even if it was a spectator battle that witnessed their killing I can't remember the existence of those people, that is, because the dragon pupa blocked the spread of the dragon, so that the four mages of Sattar can remember the tragedy.

The thought of the death of his colleague will not be remembered by anyone, even the Saiykh cult following the hermit's journey are deeply saddened and sad.

Seeing that the dragon soul on hand was not enough, the master sighed, and the atmosphere grew desperate.

Aran comforted him: "The master does not have to be so sad. Since this comrade-in-arms saw the boy, it proved that we successfully blocked Longpo and lived to 201 years later. There will always be a possibility that we can complete this great cause. All victims are heroes."

The chief mage of Winterhold lost a right arm, a lung on one side, a part of liver and gallbladder, intestines and other organs. Such injuries would have killed him. He used healing techniques to recover the wounds, and a new layer of skin covered them. The wound is on the surface, but the lost parts can never grow back. Even the body forgets that there was these organ cells, and the soul is missing a corner. It is precisely because of this that the body adjusts spontaneously and barely regains its function.

Forty-six times before the timeline, they met a mechanic, Baishan, who was covered in mechanical bionic devices. He was a small Nano Dean~www.readwn.com~ After killing him, Aran and the headmaster used Baishan’s The wreckage created a whole new body. Now Aran's lower limbs are black sandalwood mechanical spiders, and his right arm is a multifunctional bionic arm. An energy core is inserted into the gap of his body. The headmaster lost some tissue in his left leg and abdominal cavity, and now he also has mechanical legs installed.

The strength of these two semi-mechanical and semi-human wizards has not been greatly reduced, but they are more flexible and resistant.

Aran's words made the rest of the three people feel much better. After the hard fight, everyone's mental state was on the verge of limiting their morale. It is impossible to call reinforcements in the dragon chrysalis, and every confrontation is fist to the flesh. For the wizard, it is as painful as a close fight. The four people can shuttle through hundreds of timelines without crashing in the confusion of perception. The will of steel.

"We may take a risk," the headmaster said. "Since the timeline with the best progress has been anchored, we should probably send the boy to the time after node 1 and go directly to the final game."

"But that will undoubtedly strengthen the power of Dragon Break, and we are likely to lose that timeline."

"But we don't have too many choices..." The headmaster was a little incoherent.

The other two congregants, Toptarina and Proni, they argued with each other, "It's just persistence..."

"We still have a chance, as Mage Aran said..."

"The original stone of the crystal tower is still there. As long as your walking law doesn't break down, we will be able to hold on to the wasteland..."

"Yeah, yeah, even if the dragon soul is exhausted, we still have the eye of Magnus to extract the creation qualities of the gods, and so many dawn magic..."

"Persevere... Persevere..."

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