Chapter 345: Duneville

"What do you want to do?" Levi originally planned to use his own profound meaning and opened a breakthrough. After hearing Heliga's words, he stopped moving and asked curiously. For some reason, there was always a faint feeling in his heart-when this young man showed that kind of leisurely expression, things would hardly go bad.
"To be honest...I am also on a whim. As for whether I can succeed or not, I have no idea. In case of failure, I still have to ask you, "Sword Emperor." "Haili took a deep breath and yelled towards somewhere in the sky under everyone's puzzled eyes--
After the shouting—there didn't seem to be much movement. As everyone dealt with the continuous attacks, they continued to wonder about the boy's actions-what did the voice just now mean?
Soon, it seemed to be dedicated to answering—when a cloudless figure appeared above the cloudless sky, Heliga finally smiled.
"This is...?" Levi squinted his eyes-and then to his surprise, the shadow that suddenly appeared in the sky looked like-a dragon?
"This is... a dragon?" Kevin, as the archer, also found the clues at this moment, and his eyes looked different at Heliga-although it sounds unbelievable, the boy in front of him seems to summon a dragon. Come to help out?
The dragon surrounded by purple and black aura swooped down, facing a group of mechanical weapons, it was a frosty breath. After a few seconds, the weapons that had been difficult to deal with were frozen into a large pile of ice dregs, scattered on the ground.
"Well... Ever since you became a sword singer, I have no chance to help you fight... What kind of wind is this blowing today?" Amidst the many people's surprised expressions, the dragon actually spoke— -But obviously, none of them understood what the dragon was saying.
"Of course... after all, this is dragon language." Heliga murmured inwardly, but said: "It's been a long time...Duneville."
"Oh? This is really..." Seeing that Heliga was talking to him in dragon language, the dragon named Donneville seemed to have noticed something extraordinary, and he shook his huge tail fiercely. He swept away the accumulated guided force weapons, "It's not Duwark... No, you do have his breath again... Shure is on top, what is going on?"
"...It's a long story. I am indeed not the dragonborn you know, but I have inherited all his knowledge and memory... and it is precisely because of this that I got the way to summon you from him... …The situation is urgent now. I know that he has invited you several times to come to help... Now can I ask you to help again?"
In Heliga’s mind, the story about the dragon in front of him slowly emerged-Dunaville was originally one of the dragons flying in Tamriel, but then because of some things, he was "soul stone The owner of the mound was captured and imprisoned, and he became the guardian of the mound forever. He stayed there for a long time, and the dragon soul gradually merged with the stone mound. The original time is likely to last forever-until Bernardo and Serana, in order to stop the vampire Hakon’s crazy plan, look for Serana who is also besieged here and possesses "The Elder Scrolls·Blood" When his mother changed this ending.
As a guardian, Duneville traveled well in his duties as a guardian. Helplessly, Bernardo, as a dragonborn, has natural restraint towards the dragon. After a bitter struggle, Duneville fell under the gaze of "Chill Crack" and the Dragonborn. However, what surprised Bernardo was that Duneville's dragon soul was almost completely bound to the "soul stone mound", so its dragon soul was not absorbed by the dragon descendants, but was reborn in the stone mound. However, the victory of the Dragonborn interrupted the madness that Duneville had accumulated for a long time, and he regained some sense of reason. Knowing that he might never be able to truly escape from the "Soul Tomb", he begged the Dragonborn, hoping that the Dragonborn could use the power of vomiting to bring him back to his dreaming hometown of Tamriel from time to time. Although it was only a short experience-he still wanted to re-experience the feeling of flying in his hometown.
So, after that, the dragonborn would call this powerful undead dragon to come to help when encountering difficulties in battle, and every time, Duneville responded to the call of the dragonborn. Even when Bernardo started to get in touch with the sword song skills that had been lost for many years, and when he became stronger, he no longer needed Duneville to come to help, the Dragonborn would think of Duneville from time to time, and remember the promise he had made to him. , So that he still has the opportunity to soar in the sky of his hometown.
Heliga is betting on the friendship between Bernardo and Donneville. Even though Duneville must know that this is not the familiar Tamriel, but an unfamiliar world somewhere, he will definitely respond to the only friend who knows how to summon him to appear-the result is as Heilijia expected.
"...Indeed, I can feel his breath in you." Duneville said, "Then go-a detailed story, and you can tell me later if you have a chance."
Just a few words-when it was determined that Heliga and Bernardo did have a certain connection, Donneville stopped asking more, and devoted himself to the battle against mechanical weapons.
The joining of the giant dragon turned the situation around in an instant. Perhaps high-strength warriors can use their skills and rich experience to deal with absolute powers that they can't face head-on for a long, long time, but this does not mean that guard weapons that only execute procedures can do the same. If they simply compete for power, they are naturally not rivals to dragons. Durnerville’s mouth burst out with powerful breaths, sometimes splashing frost on the ground, sometimes melting steel with blazing flames-finally, an obvious gap appeared in the encirclement that seemed almost impossible to break.
"Go!" Levi gave an order, and three figures came out together-Heliga, Kevin and Levi, almost turned into three lights, and passed through the gap in an instant.
"I beg you...Duneville, and everyone."

"...A messy guy." When Duneville's figure appeared above the distant sky city, no one on the ground might have noticed.
However, there is one person who is different-he is an existence that has already surpassed the limit of human beings, and at a distance of 10,000 sub-moments, he has not reached the blind spot of his vision.
Nerevain frowned-if it weren't for keeping an eye on him, using the power of the dragonborn indiscriminately, and even summoning an undead dragon like Duneville-what would be the consequences?
But soon, his brows stretched slightly. According to his current judgment, although he is still a bit reckless about the use of power... but at least, he finally showed the consciousness and courage he should have.
"It seems... it's time to give this to him." Nirevain took out a very old book from his arms, looked at it, and put it back in silence.
"Next...is the final battle..."