Nan Ke Yimeng frowned, and became more and more confused. After all, this place is too mysterious and weird right now. The corpses of countless ancient dragons are sealed in the light pillar. In the past, this place could not even be found on Baidu and Google.

There is no description at all. Maybe I am the only one who received this mission.

Wait, then, isn’t there another warrior of Dragonborn bloodline...

Moreover, why did he increase so many attributes for no reason?

"There has to be something different, right?"

Nan Ke Yimeng had a thoughtful expression on his face and his brows were furrowed. He understood how important this issue was to him. If he could really discover the secret, it would be an incomparable advantage for him in his future gaming journey.

"The most unusual thing about this place...is the giant wind dragon in these light pillars? It's just..."

Nan Ke Yimeng raised his head, looking at the huge light pillars in front of him that were like the sky and the huge black shadows exuding ancient pressure in the light pillars. His palms couldn't help but clenched. After a moment, he suddenly froze and stared.

on one's own arm.

In this tense atmosphere of deathly silence, he suddenly discovered that from the huge light pillars around him, a mysterious aura was constantly spreading, penetrating the skin and entering his pores, and finally gathered in the muscles of the body, forming a trace of

The turbid mist. The breath of these mist is exactly the same as the pressure of the huge dragon clan in the light pillar. It continuously penetrates into his body and enters the muscles. It condenses little by little, changing the strength of his body.

Although these warm currents are weak, it is a fact that his two growth stars have just been increased. Now he is as if he is in a furnace in winter, his whole body is warm and comfortable, but there is no feeling of heat.

"etc!"

Nanke Yimeng shouted in shock and closed his eyes, only to find that in his mind, white dragons were circling and flying around the blue light of the words of power!

This... at least has a thousand dragon souls!!

"My noble Lord Dragonborn."

As soon as Nan Ke Yimeng opened his eyes, he found that the first-generation dragon whisperer in front of him had stood up from the coffin and was sitting on the edge of the coffin. The reindeer mask that covered the entire face was so huge that Nan Ke Yimeng could not see clearly.

Despite his appearance, he could feel that there must be a gentle breeze-like smile under the mask. Jorgen Windcaller made him feel that he was a very kind person.

"Well...are you Jorgen Windcaller? The first generation of Dragon Whisperer in the Holy Dragon Realm?" Nan Ke Yimeng asked.

The Dragon Whisperer nodded, and the reindeer's big horns almost hit Nan Ke Yimeng, "Yes, Lord Dragonborn, what are you doing here at my dragon tomb? The dragon elders under my command have all dedicated their dragon souls to

You, the remaining trace of dragon energy will also be beneficial to your spleen, but you can't see it."

"Well, it's because the four gray beards asked me to come and get the Horn of Wind in your hand." Nan Ke Yimeng answered truthfully.

Dragon Whisperer chuckled: "Those four old men have lived for thousands of years, and they are not dead yet. It seems that they are about to be promoted to Dharma Gods."

"Well, they are now the four great emperors of our human empire."

"Okay, then, what's going on in the Demonic Dragon Realm?"

Nan Ke Yimeng thought for a while and said: "Greybeard said that Storm Lord Deseo has sent people to your Dragon Tomb to seize the Wind Horn. Let me retrieve it first. And I was just outside your Dragon Tomb with my partner.

Together we killed those monsters."

"It seems that Deseo is about to take action himself..." Dragon Speaker looked up at the endless starry sky, "I will send you away from here right now. You and your friends must protect the Wind Horn. You must not

Fall into Deseo's hands, otherwise, all the wind dragons in the Holy Dragon Domain may be demonized by him."

White light flashed in front of his eyes, and Nanke Yimeng felt that he had hit something again, his forehead hurt, and he fainted again...

…

"I said, can't we really go back first and wait for Xinnan to return to the city?" Zuizhong was getting a little impatient in Fantasy Landlords, and Xiaode was getting impatient with playing cards. This thing is actually a one-time use.

of.

The happy boy calmly sat on the stone nearby, touched the stone wall where Nan Ke Yimeng disappeared, shook his head and said: "No, I feel that he will definitely come back, and there will be a very important thing that requires our help..."

thump……

The plate armor struck the ground with a dull sound, and Nan Ke Yimeng fell beside the happy young man.

"Hey! Hey! Get up!"

The broken stone on his chest knocked Nan Ke Yimeng's armor.

No movement.

"Well...let me do it!"

Zuizhong Fantasy groaned, and quickly condensed ice arrows on the bow and arrow, and then shot an arrow into the neck of Nan Ke Yimeng's armor. Since he didn't use any force, he just inserted it lightly.

The ice quickly melted into ice water, and the cold feeling instantly made Nan Ke Yimeng jump up, "huh?"

"How are you? Where did you go just now?" Chen Chen was very calm.

Nan Keyi dreamed for a while and said: "I went to my mission site and got my mission items. Now, we need to send my mission items to the peak of Hodgasgar, and we will encounter a terrible opponent on the way.

.”

"Who?" Jian Lingtian was eager to give it a try.

"Storm Lord—Deseo!"

"You mean, that ****oss?"

"That's right."

"Okay, let's divide our luggage and go back to our respective homes."

"..."

Jian Lingtian looked at Nan Ke Yimeng and his eyes twitched twice. He waved his Japanese samurai sword and said with a smile: "I'm just kidding, let's go to the peak of Hodgasga!!"

After saying that, everyone started talking and laughing and walked back to the entrance - of course, the blacksmith Xiao De had already made a chain in the gap in the middle, so it was not something to be afraid of.

When they reached the entrance, the exit appeared and everyone stepped in.

…

Everyone reached the foot of Hodgaskar Peak, only to find that there was no obstruction at all.

This made Nan Ke Yimeng suspicious, and asked everyone to wait at the bottom of the mountain, while he turned on the whirlwind and rushed up the mountain.

After climbing a thousand steps, this mountain is actually not as exaggerated as Mount Everest, but it has been processed systematically.

Before arriving at the Temple of High Hrothgar, the Deseo that the Dragon Whisperer said still hadn't appeared.

Narrowing his eyes, Nan Ke Yimeng pushed open the temple door, only to see Boken standing at the door. His body shrouded in gray cloak seemed to be very hazy. He stretched out his hand in a low voice: "Give me the Horn of Wind, Lord Dragonborn."

"okay?"
Chapter completed!