Chapter 298: The Secret of the Dragonborn (Part 2)

"So that's it..." Bernardo was taken aback when he heard the name, and then smiled like a fate, "He hasn't left the sky yet?"
"Yeah... your vampire kid may not be calm." The black-clothed man stood up, "Of course I suspect you never told her how you did it, so she naturally didn't want to beware."
"What exactly does this... mean?" Heliga became confused as he listened—what the is this.
"He faked the appearance of being blessed by the power of the scroll after being killed, and lingering. In fact, he used shadow magic to send himself to this different world...that is, in your body, it survives as the concept of shadow. I just broke the shadow magic he put on you."
"That's it... so you saw through him... well, the strategy?"
"The key point is Master Azra...The master with the title of "Nightcrawler" is Tamriel's only remaining master who masters the essence of shadow magic. He used to study at Winterhold College, and met me through the relationship with Archmage Savos Aran, and met the master through my recommendation, and was taught shadow magic—but I don’t know that shadow magic is with him. What has changed, it has become weird and elusive, and can even concretize the concept of shadow..." As he said, the man turned to Bernardo: "Do you want to explain it yourself? "
"I don't know... Maybe it's the blessing of the power of the scroll? Maybe it's the power of the dragon soul? I don't know." Bernardo shook his head, "But I'm still curious, how did you find out where I was? ? Even if you see that it's just under the guise of a scroll shell, you shouldn't have determined my position so quickly."
"Yes...Even Master Azra himself said that I don't know where you are-but I know." As he said, the man slowly took out a small and exquisite tool.
"Weeping Blade...? It turned out to be your most easily overlooked power..." Bernardo laughed blankly, "This is really ironic... This is the Carragher you used when you killed Dags Ur. Mo tool, while killing him, you also gained the energy of the Heart of Locke Khan... Right?"
"Yes. So you, as the dragonborn of the Shure faction, should be able to understand why I can find you."
"Yeah, I understand. Does anyone else know you are coming to me?"
"...I don't know. To be honest, I haven't figured out how to do it until I saw you just now..." The fingers of the man's hands were lightly intertwined, "But when I see you in such a desolate look... …I really can’t suppress such an impulse."
"..." Bernardo didn't talk, but looked at him nervously.
"Honestly...I didn't think about the possibility of success, even if Master Azra never thought that this method was feasible. You and I are similar, people who have been favored by the gods in an absolute sense. People believe that an ordinary dark elf prisoner is the demigod reincarnation of an ancient hero. It can solve the spread of blight, solve the crisis of the heart of Locke Khan, and let the three gods of the trial seat be destroyed. I originally had a glimmer of hope in my heart, thinking you His behavior is not to be forced to jump over the wall with a desperate dog, but a truly reliable plan. As a friend, I am willing to pay for it. Unfortunately... I already know that it is my wishful thinking. You actually know you very well. Can't change all of these facts, right? And I think you can also perceive that your strange existence, no matter where it is right-is not a good thing."
"but--"
"No but." The man coldly interrupted Bernardo's defense, "This way of your existence, whether it is Master Azra, the highest attainment of shadow magic, or the knowledgeable Master Tallinn, can achieve it. A consistent view-the soul cannot exist in this form. This half-dead, shadow-like existence will not only bring disasters to yourself, but also to the world-in that case, what you are waiting for will be All the hidden forces are coming out and annihilated together. Needless to say, large organizations such as the country, the army and the Mage’s Union, the Anzu of the Red Guards will land on the remnant island of Yokunda, and the Saiike of the elves. The cult will never wait to die--as for your gray beard friends...hehe, they can read your request and stay on hold, it is already the best result."
"Really... Sure enough, my power will gradually dissipate and become uncontrollable, and eventually evolve into an existence that has to be eliminated like the magical anomaly caused by the Eye of Magnus?" Bernardo said softly, "That... ...What are you going to do?"
"...Even if you know this, a considerable part of those people still choose to trust you." The man did not answer his question, but started another topic, "Serana need not mention it, your comrades-in-arms The companions of the regiment, those wizard friends, and the old subordinates scattered across the sky still maintain loyalty and hope for you... and the wizards’ union of the imperial capital, as well as the new government of Skyrim Province... all expressed concern about your existence. . Of course, there are factions like me that are in the middle. But I know your final outcome, so I thought about what to do before I came here—"
"That is……"
"If you show even a little bit of hope, I will choose to help you... Unfortunately, I have never seen the possibility... If you continue like this, you will just become the countless one who tries to resist. Destiny, one of the people who failed miserably... Whether it's Grey Fox, Alemacia, or the ancestor Shenzhou that is about to fail... I don't want to see my good friend end up like this."
"...So... you want to kill me, don't you?" It took a long time for Bernardo to utter his already clear subtext with difficulty.
"...That's right." The man in black also closed his eyes, "I should do this for reason and reason... At least then, you can die normally as a normal human being. Your soul will Going back to where the Nords should go, whether you want to reincarnate or stay in Songgard, the eternal paradise forever, I think it should be fine... As for the mission of the Dragonborn, and the will of Lockhan ...Is not something I need to consider."
"Then what if the Demon God Mora comes to the door? He is waiting for me to go back to pick up Milak's class. You kill me, and he will endure this disloyal servant for thousands of years, or even longer."
"Then let him try it-although Hermaeus Mora is the real Prince Didra, this is not the first time I have succeeded in killing God-not to mention, there are Ms. Azura and Boye With the existence of the King of West Asia, does he want to launch an all-out war against the two demon gods?"
"That's it...you guys are still the same as cheating." Bernardo smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I don't know how strong I am, but there are two demon gods who directly protect me... how can I There is no such life."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense... Even so, I know you won't stand there and wait for me to kill. So, let us see you off in a real duel--" , A glazed light flashed across the sky, and the black-clothed man threw a glazed, cold sword to Bernardo.
""Cold crack"..." Bernardo looked at the superb weapon in his hand nostalgic, and looked at it, "I didn't expect I could see it again. "
"Don't talk nonsense." The black-clothed man shouted sharply, holding two sharp swords of the same shape, but exuding different atmospheres, standing quietly in place, with a magnificent momentum.