Chapter 350 Winterhold Academy (Two chapters in one)

At this time, in a tent not far away, Melita, as a wizard, had a keen sense and could vaguely hear some kind of female cry coming from outside.

This made her rub her eyes and stand up to listen. Soon, she determined the direction, and at the same time, her fair face turned red.

Although she had never eaten pork, she had at least seen pigs run.

What kind of sound was this? Melita naturally heard it.

"Pfft, this is too loud. Lord Ryan is too careless about the impact."

"Hey, but Miss Anna is right next to me?" Melita glanced at Anna, who was sleeping soundly because of drinking, and was quite surprised.

"If it's not Miss Anna, then who would it be?" Melita frowned.

"Could it be that barbarian girl? It seems to be called La Grey?"

"Well, the barbarians are indeed open-minded."

This made Melita, who likes gossip, instantly alert.

She was about to get up and eavesdrop, but when she thought of Ryan's strength, she was afraid that she would be discovered as soon as she approached, which would be embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Melita could only open a small gap in her tent, and then try to prick up her ears and listen

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After three fierce battles, Ryan smiled at Lagre lying in his arms.

The barbarian girl in her sleep had a relaxed expression, and a large area of ​​white beauty on her chest was revealed in front of Ryan. Her golden hair was wet with sweat and hung in tangles.

The exquisite face and wild breath were perfectly mixed, with a special charm.

Thinking of the exciting battle just now, Ryan couldn't help but smile.

The sky was slightly bright.

"Oh no! I forgot to go back." Lagre suddenly opened her eyes, quickly got up and started to put on her clothes.

Ryan was naturally awakened by Lagre's movement.

After persuading her to no avail, Lagre looked around and hurriedly ran out of Ryan's tent.

But as luck would have it, someone came out of the opposite tent, so Lagre turned around immediately and slowed down her pace.

"Eh? Lagre, you got up so early, are you here to look for Ryan?" Anna, who was just sleepy, saw Lagre suddenly appear nearby and said.

"Ah good morning! Anna, yes." Lagre blushed, but pretended to be nothing and greeted Anna.

"Sure enough, Miss Anna is simple. Tsk tsk, you don't know how wild this barbarian girl was last night." Melita, who was watching this scene, couldn't help shaking her head in her heart.

After a while, Anna returned to the tent again.

At this time, Anna noticed Melita's slightly haggard face, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Melita, why are your dark circles so heavy? Did you not sleep well? I remember you and I went to bed early last night."

"Ah? Yes. Is it so obvious?" Melita replied absent-mindedly, and then immediately cast an ice crystal spell as a mirror to check.

"Oh my God. It's really obvious." Melita looked at herself in the ice mirror with a frustrated expression.

"Didn't sleep well yesterday?"

"Yes. I have been suffering from insomnia and dreaming recently."

"Don't worry, don't worry about your college. Ryan will help you." Anna seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized it.

She thought Melita was worried about the safety of Winterhold College.

"Uh-huh!" Melita felt a bit amused and sad about Anna's comfort.

In fact, it was Lord Ryan who gave me dark circles under my eyes, Melita said in her heart.

After breakfast, in the center of the Norton tribe's migration team.

A group of elite barbarians, led by the high priest Rom and the patriarch Darius, are seeing Ryan off.

"Sir Ryan, I wish you a safe journey."

"By the way, this is a small gift to express my gratitude." High priest Rom handed Ryan a black bag from the tray held by the barbarian girl next to him.

"The bag contains soul crystals, which are also the spoils of war we have captured from so many battles with the Black Flame Cult. They used this to hire many powerful wandering wizards."

"This is too expensive. Your Excellency the high priest, you are too polite." Ryan was stunned and waved his hand to refuse.

The Norton tribe had experienced a series of wars, and the population had decreased by nearly one-third. It was a time when they needed money. This soul crystal was of great significance to them.

"Sir Ryan, please accept it. I don't need to use the entire Norton tribe anymore. As for the others, I can hardly use them either." High Priest Rom pointed to the barbarian warriors who were all sturdy and obviously took the path of strength, and said.

"This..." Ryan frowned slightly, and understood in his heart.

This is really the truth.

"Let's put it this way. I will accept the soul crystal, but I also have a gift in return. Please accept it."

After thinking about it, Ryan took the black bag containing the soul crystal, and took the glow ingot that he had exchanged at the Sword Bearer Branch from the Blood Feather beside him, and handed it to High Priest Rom.

"This is the glow ingot, according to..."

"High-purity holy stone!" In fact, Ryan didn't need to introduce it, and the chief of the Darius tribe beside him had already exclaimed.

"Yes, according to what you said, it is the holy stone. When mixed into weapons, it can make pyroxene weapons, which have very good lethality against some evil creatures." Ryan said with a smile.

Darius and Rom looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "That's fine! To be honest, Lord Ryan, this is really a gift that the Norton tribe cannot refuse."

In their confrontation with the Black Flame Cult, the low-level barbarian warriors were not at an advantage in the battle.

But if there were a large number of pyroxene weapons, the situation would be completely different.

Seeing this, the barbarian girl Lagre looked at Ryan with a gentler look.

However, when it came to riding the mount, Ryan was in trouble again.

The twenty elite soldiers from the Norton tribe all had frost wolf mounts and knew the location of the Winterhold College. They did not need Lagre to lead the way and could arrive later.

The problem also came here. Originally, Ryan brought Anna and Melita and rode the blood-feathered horned beast all the way here.

Now, there was Lagre.

However, the barbarian girl was not in a hurry at all and looked at Ryan with a smile.

"Melita, why don't you sit in front of me." Fortunately, Anna helped Ryan out.

"Oh, okay, Miss Anna." Melita knew the close relationship between the two girls and Ryan, nodded helplessly, and sat in the front obediently.

Behind her were Anna, Ryan and Lagre.

Fortunately, the three were girls, and Ryan took the glow ingot, so the blood feather did not seem particularly strenuous.

After several hours of flying, the ice field in the distance appeared in front of everyone.

On the frozen land covered with ice and snow, a towering white tower stood quietly, and some low houses were vaguely dotted around it.

"Is this the Winter Fort Academy?" Anna looked at it curiously.

"Yes, Miss Anna. This is the Winter Fort Academy, the strongest wizard school in the North. We mainly recruit ice wizards. Since ice wizards are relatively rare, we also recruit a small number of wizards from other departments, but the overall number is not large."

Ryan looked from afar, and the white wizard tower rose from the frozen land like a thorn.

Moreover, there were obviously gusts of white cold wind around the tower, which seemed to be some kind of protective measure, and it looked powerful.

This was also the first time Ryan saw someone else's wizard academy,

and he was a little curious. He couldn't help but think of what the residence of his Bixiu Construct School looked like.

As Xueyu approached, more details of the wizard tower appeared in front of Ryan and the two women.

The tower body seemed to be made of pure white ice, built in one piece.

The base was relatively wide, and the top was relatively pointed, giving the whole a very stable feeling. From time to time, some mysterious and complex runes would light up on the tower body, emitting surging energy fluctuations.

"There are foreign raptors! Pay attention to defense!"

"No, there are people on it, send a warning signal."

"Foreign flying knight, you have invaded the territory of Winterhold College, please state your intentions."

Ryan saw a large bird shaped like a white owl, carrying a male wizard in a white robe, approaching them rapidly, and the voice just now came from the other party.

"Hey, this is a rare ice giant owl." Anna looked at the other party's flying mount, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but whispered.

"Michael, it's me, Melita!" Melita, who was sitting in the front, immediately greeted.

"Hmm? Melita?" Sure enough, the wizard named Michael followed the voice and saw a familiar face in front of the blood-feathered horned beast.

"It seems that you have also received a message from the academy."

Seeing someone from his own academy, Michael's expression relaxed a lot.

"By the way, Michael, this is Lord Ryan. I specially invited him to help us deal with the Proto-Dragon Corasius." Melita introduced him quickly.

"Huh?" Michael looked at Melita suspiciously, and then looked at Ryan and the others sitting on the horned eagle.

Lord? What Lord?

The young man in front of him was wearing a white wizard robe and looked less than 20 years old. The two women were about the same age. Neither of them looked like a big shot.

Judging from the aura, they were only first-level wizards.

Three points weaker than himself.

Can he deal with the Proto-Dragon Corasius? What a joke!

"Melita, you were not there for the previous battle between the academy and the Proto-dragon Colasius. Perhaps, you don't quite understand Colasius's strength."

"In the battle against the enemy, a first-level wizard can play a very small role. What is needed is high-end combat power. Think about it, even your mentor, Dean Batalov, was seriously injured, so you know the combat power of the Proto-dragon."

"However, since he is your friend, you should treat him well." Michael said in a deep voice.

"I still have to invite Lord Luther. Goodbye."

After saying that, without waiting for Melita to say anything, Michael controlled the Ice Giant Owl and flew away quickly.

"Michael, you..." This immediately made Melita angry.

It's true that I was not at the battle scene between Winterhold College and the Proto-dragon Corasius, but I was on another battlefield and watched Lord Ryan repel Corasius' attack on the barbarian tribe!

Foolish Michael!

Ah! I'm so angry!

Melita cursed Michael more than a hundred times in her heart.

"Lord Ryan, don't mind, our Winterhold College welcomes you. I don't know what kind of madness Michael has today." Melita forced a smile and said to Ryan with an apologetic face.

"It's okay." Ryan waved his hand and said.

Ryan didn't mind the attitude of Winterhold College.

The reason is very simple. He didn't come here at the invitation of Winterhold College, but because of the deal between him and Melita, he came to help Winterhold College.

As for the matter of killing the ancestor dragon Corasius, after Ryan had the ability to transform into the second form this time, he thought he could kill Corasius alone.

Therefore, facing Melita's indignation, Ryan's mentality was very calm.

Soon, Ryan and his three companions, led by Melita, came to the side building of Winterburg College, which was also the place to entertain guests.

"Lord Ryan, Miss Anna and Miss Lagre, you three take a rest first, I will report your arrival to the instructor." Melita said with an apologetic look and bowed slightly.

"No problem." Ryan nodded and said.

His room happened to be in the middle of Anna and Lagre's room.

The decoration in the room was quite unique. On the wooden walls of the room, there were decorations representing the characteristics of the ice field, such as snow deer antlers, white bear skins, and ice worm specimens.

Ryan thought about it and took out the black bag given to him by the high priest of the Norton tribe.

When he opened it, three soul energy crystals were quietly placed inside.

"Hey, not bad, there are actually three."

You have to know that before, Ryan killed the high priest, and only got five from him. Considering that most wandering wizards will use them up as soon as they get soul crystals,

the Norton tribe can save three, and it is possible to kill at least ten wandering wizards.

"If one increases by 4%, it can increase my atomization progress by 12%, not bad." Ryan's mouth corners slightly raised.

Without much hesitation, Ryan immediately decided to absorb these three soul crystals.

He held the three soul crystals in his hands and quickly activated the Iron Heart Advanced Meditation Method.

As the soul crystals were resonated by the advanced meditation method, wisps of transparent strange breath emanated, and the system prompts also sounded:

[Ding! Soul crystals that can increase the degree of mental atomization are detected. Yes/No to accelerate absorption? (Note: The system can remove impurities and absorb all at once.)]

"Yes!"

Instantly, Ryan felt the silver mist in his mind begin to increase rapidly, and soon, it expanded to a part of the area.

At this point, nearly half of the area in the spiritual sea has been filled with silver mist.

At the same time, a refreshing feeling rose from his mind.

Ryan glanced at the system panel:

Spirit: 64 (atomization 53%)

"Huh? It was 42% before. It stands to reason that three pieces, with a minimum increase of 12%, should be able to reach 54%. Why is it only 53%?"

Ryan keenly noticed the progress of atomization, which was 1% less than the minimum he had expected before.

"In other words, one soul energy crystal can barely reach 4%?"

"Sure enough, the effect of this soul energy crystal will become worse as the atomization process progresses."

"After the atomization progress exceeds 50%, the effect is likely to be only about 3%." Ryan thought to himself.

But Ryan was not unhappy.

These three soul crystals were given by the Norton tribe, which was a pleasant surprise. In addition, his atomization progress had exceeded 50%.

This was an unimaginable speed before he set out.

Originally, Ryan expected to reach the threshold of entering the second-level liquefied wizard in about a year.

But according to the current progress, he can enter the second-level liquefied wizard in half a year at most, or a few months at least.

This speed is unparalleled!

Of course, this is mainly due to the system's absorption of the soul crystals without any sequelae, which is a huge advantage.

After all, for the top nobles of the empire, giving some soul crystals to outstanding offspring is not a particularly difficult thing, but the sequelae cannot be eliminated.

According to the calculation that for every point increase in the degree of atomization, the power of witchcraft increases by 0.5 points, the power of witchcraft currently performed by Ryan is about 26% higher than when he just became a wizard.

This increase in witchcraft should not be underestimated.

At this time, Ryan remembered the record of the previous battle with the Proto-Dragon. He had not checked it, so he immediately flipped through it:

[Congratulations, you defeated the powerful enemy and obtained 13 gold skill points! ]

[Congratulations, your Will (Hidden) attribute has been improved! ]

The King of Thousand Blades (Epic) lv9 requires too many experience points to be promoted. He did not upgrade in this battle, but he did get a lot of gold skill points.

Adding his original remaining points, the gold skill points reached an exaggerated 49 points. As for the remaining attribute points and remaining skill points, they remained unchanged, 8 points and 2 points respectively.

As for how to use the gold skill points, Ryan actually had a plan in his mind, but he did not have enough points before, so he did not dare to use them casually.

"Now, it can be improved."

According to Ryan's current strength, the requirements for the casting of witchcraft in the process of high-speed combat are getting higher and higher.

Once a witchcraft takes too long to cast, it is difficult for this witchcraft to have any practical value.

Generally speaking, the reaction speed limit of ordinary people is about 0.2 seconds, and Ryan has read reports from his previous life that top athletes can reach 0.1 seconds.

But in this world, 0.1 seconds is only the reaction speed of a third-level knight attendant, and after entering the extraordinary, basically, the knight can reach a reaction speed of 0.05 seconds.

In other words, if Ryan wants to make witchcraft and his own close combat skills more handy, it is necessary to further shorten the casting time.

For example, the 0.25-second witchcraft "Metal Barrier", although it has reached lv12, is still not fast enough.

With Ryan investing 8 gold skill points in the first-level witchcraft "Metal Barrier" at one time, the witchcraft "Metal Barrier" instantly increased from lv12 to lv20!

In an instant, a great memory about the witchcraft "Metal Barrier" flooded into Ryan's mind.

For a moment, Ryan seemed to have come to a mysterious space and had been practicing the witchcraft "Metal Barrier" for more than a hundred years. For chanting the spell, it was like instinct, and the syllables were compressed faster and faster.

In the end, Ryan only moved his lips to complete the spell.

When Ryan digested the memory, he found that the casting time of the first-level metal witchcraft "Metal Barrier" was compressed from about 0.25 seconds to about 0.04 seconds.

It reached a level that even the formal knights could not react!

This made Ryan very satisfied.

Ryan used the same steps on the witchcraft "Sharpness", and with the investment of 4 gold skill points.

The witchcraft "Sharpness" was also upgraded from lv16 to lv20!

The casting time was also compressed from about 0.1 seconds to about 0.04 seconds.

For these two witchcrafts that reached lv20, Ryan can basically reach the level of spells following his heart. As

soon as he thought about it, the witchcraft was performed.

As for other witchcraft, Ryan planned to improve them slowly first, and find the most matching witchcraft in the battle and then improve them.

After all, his ordinary skill points are relatively limited, so he can only focus on improving some of the most practical witchcraft.

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Deep in the ice field.

In the snow-covered glacier, it is almost impossible to see a trace of green.

This is a place that is colder than the wind tundra and has a worse climate.

In a tall cave on a snow-white glacier, a huge ancestor dragon is swallowing a seal-like creature in big mouthfuls. It is Colasius.

The white-haired bear monsters on the ice field are waiting in line with the struggling manatees and seals.

After Colasius was injured, he needed to eat a lot of food to speed up the recovery of his physical injuries.

This important task naturally fell on the shoulders of the white-haired bear monster as a dependent.

"These foods don't contain enough energy."

"I need better food." Colasius' chest shook, and suddenly, a buzzing sound of talking echoed in the ice cave.

"This."

The white-haired bear monsters looked at each other, and the bear monster priest was also embarrassed.

You know, food on the ice field is already scarce, and they have put a lot of thought into hunting these walruses and seals.

And because of hunting and transportation, their own people didn't eat much, but I didn't expect His Majesty Colasius to be disgusted.

When the bear monster priest was at a loss, suddenly, a white-haired bear monster came quickly and reported,

"Great king, Lord Diam is visiting."

Diam is also an ancestor dragon wandering in the ice field, but his body is only more than 20 meters. Normally, he naturally dared not come to Colasius, but he heard that Colasius was seriously injured, so he dared to come.

Obviously, the other party came this time to find out about Colasius's true and false.

"Oh? Let it in." A light flashed across the huge dragon eyes of Colasius, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"Lord Colasius, I heard that you were injured, so I came to visit you." With the sound of heavy footsteps "dong dong dong", a normal-sized proto-dragon folded its wings and crawled into the cave, saying.

"Yes, the damn barbarian, I was seriously injured." Colasius pretended to be weak and showed Diam the bloody side of his back.

(End of this chapter)