Chapter 351: Fighting the Proto-Dragon Again (Two chapters in one)
"Hmm? Are the barbarians so strong?"
Diam was puzzled at first, but after carefully checking the wound, he confirmed that Colasius was seriously injured, and immediately felt relieved.
"Yes, Diam, if you are interested in subduing the barbarians, you can try. They are now in the canyon on the east side of the Frostfall Mountains."
"Lord Colasius, you are injured, and my strength is even worse." Diam's heart was itching.
He has always been envious of Colasius for being able to gather so many bear monsters as vassals.
Look, even if he is injured, there are bear monsters to help hunt those sweet prey without having to do it himself.
This is the life of a dragon.
Unlike me, I still need to work hard to hunt.
"Haha, after my attack, their strength has been greatly damaged. With your strength, you have a chance."
"In addition, I will tell you a way that will definitely succeed. Come over here." Colasius bewitched.
"Uh" Diam looked at the severely injured Colasius, but still couldn't resist the temptation and took a few steps towards Colasius.
"Well, there is a guy in the barbarian tribe who is very strong. My injury was caused by that guy." As Colasius told the story, Diam listened attentively and couldn't help but move forward.
But in an instant, Colasius opened his bloody mouth, leaned forward with his upper body, and suddenly bit Diam's head.
"Crack!"
Colasius, which was three times the size of an ordinary proto-dragon, immediately bit Diam's head, and then his short and thick neck swung vigorously. Soon, he tore Diam's head off and chewed and swallowed it.
For a while, Diam's headless body was still twitching and struggling violently.
It obviously didn't expect that Colasius would be so cunning, and dared to kill his own kind directly!
"Baji!"
Colasius swallowed the corpse of his own kind in big mouthfuls.
The white-haired bear monsters on the side all stared with their eyes wide open, dumbfounded.
This.
His Majesty, Colasius, actually ate the ancestor dragon of the same kind? !
This is too f*cking cruel!
The corners of Colasius' mouth, which was full of blood and flesh residue, were slightly upturned, revealing a satisfied expression.
It could feel that every bite of flesh and blood it swallowed could bring it tremendous energy, and its stomach felt warm, and its body injuries were healing faster.
In addition, it also felt another benefit.
That is, swallowing its own kind will further increase its blood concentration, or in other words, it will further increase its strength.
Although there are many benefits to swallowing its own kind, this behavior is naturally a taboo among dragons, and will be attacked by other dragons.
However, Colasius did not care.
In the ice field where dragons rarely go, as long as it doesn't say it and its vassals don't say it, no one will know about it.
"Damn bug, you're dead."
The complacent Koracius couldn't help but think of the figure who stabbed it.
"Soon, almost there."
"I'm going to take a nap. You guys go keep an eye on the migration direction of the barbarian tribe and the human who stabbed me. When I wake up, they will be greeted by pain and death!"
Koracius instructed the white bear monster under his command.
"Yes, Your Majesty Koracius."
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At the same time.
In Winterhold College, there was a knock on the door of Ryan's room.
"Knock, knock!"
"Lord Ryan, are you there?"
It was Melita's voice.
"Wait a moment." Ryan, who had just finished adding points to the upgrade, opened the door.
Melita stood at the door awkwardly with a parchment scroll in her hand, saying:
"Lord Ryan, the instructor is holding an emergency meeting, and it may take some time before he can see you."
"By the way, this is the map of the former residence of the second-level liquefied wizard nicknamed 'Cutter'. I'll give it to you first. The other party's improved metal wizardry 'Cutting Net' should be in the old residence."
"Thank you, your instructor is the dean of Winterhold College and is very busy. I understand." Ryan smiled slightly and didn't care.
He didn't care about not seeing Melita's instructor.
However, he took the parchment scroll handed to him by Melita with great interest.
Just as he was about to open the parchment scroll to take a look, suddenly, a sound similar to fireworks exploded came from the sky, and three snowflake-shaped patterns appeared in the sky.
"Huh?"
"Lord Ryan, this is the emergency assembly order of Winterhold College." Melita's face changed and she explained quickly.
Then, there was a commotion in the corridor, and many wizards in white robes appeared, with an ice spike tattooed on their chests like Melita, most of them with serious faces.
Along the way, Ryan also learned from Melita that wizards in Winterhold College usually wear white wizard robes, and ice wizards have ice spike patterns on their cuffs and chests.
A first-level wizard has one ice spike, a second-level wizard has two, and the highest one is Melita's mentor, the dean of Winterhold College, who has three ice spikes, representing the powerful strength of a third-level crystallized wizard.
As for apprentices, they use snowflake patterns, and wizard apprentices from level one to level three are divided into one, two, and three snowflakes to distinguish them.
"Melita, why haven't you gathered yet?" Michael, who had met Melita before, looked at Melita in surprise and said.
"What's wrong? Michael."
"The academy just received the latest news that the proto-dragon Corasius was suddenly injured yesterday and returned to the cave in the ice field to recuperate again."
"Just now, Dean Batalov and the academy's top management decided to immediately summon all the official wizards in the academy and take this opportunity to destroy the proto-dragon." Michael said excitedly.
"No wonder I didn't find the instructor just now. He should have been in an emergency meeting just now." Melita murmured to herself.
"Melita, aren't you coming yet?" Michael urged, and then hurried away.
"Uh, I'll be right there!"
At this time, Anna and Lagre naturally heard the noise and walked out of the room.
"Lord Ryan, how about you three..." Melita looked at Ryan hesitantly.
After all, since Ryan came to Winterhold Academy, he has not received the respect he deserves. In Melita's opinion, it is normal for Lord Ryan to be a little upset.
So, in this case, she naturally wants to see what Ryan means.
"Let's go and take a look together." Ryan waved his hand and smiled.
"Great, I thought you would be angry." Melita smiled and said.
When the four of them arrived at the training ground of Winterhold College, they saw several second-level liquefied wizards led by a white-bearded old man talking to a middle-aged male knight.
Not far from the male knight, there was a flying mount that was slightly larger than a griffin, but had a strange appearance.
The other party had two different heads, one head shaped like a lion, and the other head shaped like a goat. The same was true for the torso. The front half had a pair of fierce lion-like claws, and the back half was a pair of goat hooves on both sides.
The other party also had fleshy wings similar to bats, which looked extremely fierce.
Nearly twenty first-level wizards were listening respectfully on the side, and there were hundreds of wizard apprentices. Compared with the serious faces of the wizards, the expressions on the faces of the wizard apprentices were much more excited.
"Lord Ryan, that is my mentor, Dean Batalov!" Melita pointed to the white-bearded old man from a distance and introduced him to Ryan.
"Hmm." Ryan looked at the other party.
The other party did not deliberately conceal his strength. Judging from his aura, he was undoubtedly a third-level crystallized wizard.
This is normal. If the dean of a wizard school does not have the strength of crystallization, it would be difficult to convince others.
However, the other party's aura seemed a bit obscure and unsmooth, which should be because the injury mentioned before has not healed yet.
"That knight is Lord Luther, the Chimera Knight. It is said that he has obtained the qualification to participate in the Dragon Knight Reserve Assessment this year."
"Chimera Knight?" Ryan looked at the two-headed monster and nodded.
The other party also participated in the Dragon Knight Reserve Assessment?
This is a coincidence.
I just happened to plan to participate in this year's Dragon Knight Reserve Assessment. I can see the strength of this Lord Luther. Ryan thought.
"Huh, I didn't expect there are chimeras here. I thought only Ferdinand Forest had chimeras." Anna blinked her big eyes and looked at the chimeras carefully.
"Oh? Are there chimeras in Ferdinand Forest?" Ryan couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Well, actually in ancient times, Chimera was the exclusive flying mount of the elves, and then it gradually spread." Anna nodded and said.
"The strength of an adult Chimera is about between a first-level wizard and a second-level wizard. However, this ice field Chimera and forest Chimera have changed a lot. It can be regarded as a subspecies." Anna distinguished it and added.
"Miss Anna is really knowledgeable!" Melita couldn't help but praise.
The arrival of Ryan and his party did not cause too much waves. After all, everyone had a young face, and Anna and Ryan were wearing white wizard robes. At first glance, they looked like students of Winterhold Academy.
However, Lagre's barbarian girl look still attracted a lot of people's attention.
"Melita, you are here, join the team, this time all our first-level wizards are dispatched." A young male wizard took the initiative to greet.
"Hey, this is the helper you found. It looks very powerful. It's a rare barbarian female warrior."
"And she is very beautiful, Melita. If you don't mind, help me introduce her." The male wizard said with a smile.
"Krutz, shut up and stop talking nonsense." Melita glanced at Ryan quickly, her heart pounding.
Crutz, you idiot, if you make Lord Ryan angry, you're done.
"Huh?" The wizard Crutz was a little confused.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you." Lagre said seriously.
This made Crutz embarrassed and walked away angrily.
"Lord Ryan, please don't mind, Crutz thinks he is handsome and romantic, but he is actually not a bad person." Melita said anxiously.
Just when Melita was still looking for the right time to introduce Ryan to her mentor.
It seemed that all the personnel had arrived. Soon, the beautiful woman Welty, as the deputy dean, began a brief pre-war deployment:
"For this operation, the first-level wizards are mainly responsible for intercepting the white-haired bear monsters. That is the lair of Colasius, and there are quite a few white-haired bear monsters."
"As for the proto-dragon, just leave it to Dean Batalov and us."
After hearing this battle plan, the first-level wizards were relieved.
After all, with their strength, if they faced the proto-dragon, they would be incapable of it. It is difficult for the first-level witchcraft to cause too much damage to the proto-dragon with strong defense.
"Melita, you and your friends, join the first team and be responsible for dealing with the white-haired bear monsters on the left side of the lair." Krutz left in a hurry after saying this.
"Huh? Let Lord Ryan deal with the white-haired bear monster?" Melita's eyes widened, and she looked at Krutz, who was responsible for the specific action arrangements of the first-level wizards, with an expression like looking at a fool.
But Ryan laughed.
For him, this was actually a good thing.
At that time, Melita and him agreed to help Winterhold Academy kill the proto-dragon, but they didn't really say how to help.
Logically speaking, according to the requirements of Winterhold Academy, Ryan helped to stop the white-haired bear monster, and it was also carried out according to the agreement.
As long as he went to get some dragon blood at the last moment.
"Melita, if Winterhold Academy can deal with the proto-dragon, it would be a good thing."
"Hey! I hope so, Lord Ryan, let's go there first." After listening, Melita sighed, and didn't insist on finding Cruz to change the combat mission.
"Don't worry, Melita, if there is really a situation, are you still worried that Ryan will not help?" Anna pulled Melita's sleeve and comforted her.
"That's right." Melita suddenly figured out something, her eyes lit up, and nodded.
Winterhold Academy has raised a lot of ice giant owls, basically two formal wizards can ride one together.
Therefore, after the deployment of the combat mission was completed, more than ten ice giant owls and an ice chimera soon flew towards their destination, the lair of the Proto-dragon Corasius.
Since the speed of the horned eagle was relatively slow, Ryan took the three women and rode on Blood Feather far behind.
This made many formal wizards of the Winterhold Academy itch.
Bringing three female companions?
Damn, are you going to fight?
About two hours later.
When everyone arrived near Corasius's lair, they found that the number of white-haired bear monsters that had appeared frequently around seemed to have suddenly decreased a lot.
"Huh? The number of white-haired bear monsters has decreased a lot. Is it because of the frequent casualties in the battles?"
"No, if the Proto-dragon is really injured, most of the white-haired bear monsters should be responsible for defense in the lair. This is their obligation as vassals."
"That's right, we will know when we go to the entrance of the lair."
As the ice giant owls landed, the few white-haired bear monsters around were quickly killed before they even had time to issue a warning.
Led by the senior leaders of the Winterhold Academy, they rushed to the main entrance of the lair of Corasius.
At this time, Ryan and his group, who had just arrived, also came to the entrance of the lair. It was called a lair, but in fact it was a huge glacier cave.
Moreover, it seemed that because the Proto-Dragon Corasius was extra large, the height of this cave alone reached 40 to 50 meters, and the diameter was slightly smaller, but it was also more than 30 meters.
At this time, the white-haired bear monsters seemed to have reacted, and roars rang out one after another inside the cave.
Then, densely packed white-haired bear monsters rushed out and organized a defense at the door.
Seeing this, Batalov and Welty looked at each other with a smile and said,
"It seems that Corasius is really seriously injured. You see, the density of bear monsters here is much higher than outside."
"In addition, according to Corasius's temper last time, he would have come out to fight when he saw us provoking him at the door."
"This means that the opponent must be seriously injured this time!"
Hearing the analysis of the two, Chimaira Knight Luther, who was holding a huge spiked tower shield, looked a little relieved.
The nervous first-level wizards behind him were relieved.
"Great."
"But you have to be careful. Even if the ancestor dragon Corasius is seriously injured, the opponent's dying counterattack is not something you can withstand." The beautiful woman Welty turned her head and reminded the first-level wizards behind her.
"You should focus on dealing with the white-haired bear monster instead of thinking about winning the title of dragon slayer."
Soon, the battle started. Under the leadership of Batalov, the crystal wizard who had reached the legendary level, and Chimaira Knight Luther, the wizards of Winterhold College were in high spirits.
All kinds of ice prisms, ice arrows, and even the second-level witchcraft blizzard were flying all over the sky, wreaking havoc in the lair, forcing the white-haired bear monster to retreat
step by step. For a time, the battle was advancing like a broken bamboo.
"Teacher, I want to report something important to you." At this time, Melita finally squeezed to her mentor's side.
"Melita, you are here too." Batalov glanced at his beloved disciple and nodded.
"Teacher, I specially invited you."
Just as Melita was about to introduce Ryan to her mentor, suddenly, a deafening dragon roar came from the depths of the cave.
"Ang!!!"
"It's Corasius!" Batalov's face was solemn, and he said to Melita: "Melita, we will talk about anything later."
"Sir Luther, next, I will trouble you to take action."
"Yes, Dean Batalov." Luther, holding the spiked tower shield, said with a solemn face.
"Welty, you guys summon ice elements and blizzard elements to cooperate with Lord Luther."
"Yes, Lord Dean." Beautiful woman Welty and other second-level liquefied wizards nodded.
Seeing that their mentor had no time to take care of them, Melita on the side was anxious.
"Boom~Boom~"
At this time, the huge figure of the Proto-Dragon Corasius appeared with a slight vibration of the ground.
Batalov and others were delighted to see the Proto-Dragon Corasius appear, because they clearly saw the obvious scab on the other side's back.
The last time Batalov and Corasius finished fighting, the other side's injury was not on the back, that is, this was a new wound.
After all, normal wizards know that the defensive strength of the Proto-Dragon's back can be said to be one of the strongest parts, and it is basically impossible to choose to attack the other side's back.
"The other side is indeed injured!" Beautiful woman Welty and others said in surprise.
"Great!" Luther also smiled.
In this case, Colasius's strength will inevitably be affected by the injury, and his risk will be much smaller.
"Wizards of Winterburg, you are courting your own destruction!" Seeing that the visitors were actually wizards of Winterburg, Colasius's pupils flickered a few times, and in an instant, he thought of a plan.
He pretended to say this in anger, and then he took a step back without leaving any trace.
This scene was naturally seen clearly by the careful Batalov and Luther.
"Dean Batalov, I'll go first!" Seeing this, Luther would not hesitate. While saying this, he immediately rushed up with the spiked tower shield in his hand.
But the next second, something happened that shocked everyone present!
"Bang!"
Colasius waved his claws as big as a door panel, and instead of retreating, he suddenly bombarded the spiked tower shield.
With just one blow, Luther, a legendary flying knight, was blown aside!
As easy as a tiger slapping a rabbit.
Luther was like being hit by a train. With a whoosh, he was embedded in the glacier wall in the nest, and the surrounding glaciers quickly spread a circle of huge spider-web-like cracks.
It shows the amazing power of Colasius's casual attack just now!
"This is impossible!" Barotaf was so surprised that his eyes were round, and his white eyebrows and beard flew up.
"How can he be so strong?!" The beautiful woman Welty also opened her mouth slightly when she saw this scene, with an expression of shock.
According to their previous plan, the legendary Luther, holding a spiked tower shield, should not have any problem resisting the injured ancestor dragon Colasius in front.
It may be difficult to resist, but it only takes a few seconds. After they cast some negative energy magic on Colasius, they should be able to be roughly equal.
Next, the wizards of Winterhold Academy, led by him, can calmly cast magic attacks.
As long as they play steadily, I think the opponent should have no chance of turning the tables.
But what is going on now?
A knight of the legendary level can't even withstand a single blow?
How can he fight!
"Dean, look, Colasius's injury has actually healed?!"
Welty's beautiful eyes stared at the scab on Colasius's back. It seemed that because of the opponent's attack just now, the scab fell off, revealing new skin and flesh, which was completely healed.
"What! How can it heal so quickly! This is totally unreasonable!"
"No, the opponent's aura is stronger!" As someone who had fought against the ancestor dragon Colasius head-on, Barotafu felt it most clearly.
Just now, because Colasius deliberately concealed it, and he thought Colasius was injured, Barotafu didn't notice the difference, but at this moment, as the ancestor dragon launched an attack, the aura of the whole body could no longer be hidden. In an instant
, Barotafu's heart seemed to fall into the abyss, all the way down!
Last time, he tried his best but failed to kill the opponent, and only ended up with a result of both sides being injured.
Now, his injuries have not healed yet. In contrast, the opponent has not only recovered, but his strength has also improved. How can this be dealt with!
Seeing this scene, all the wizards present were covered with a layer of haze.
Finished!
And Luther, who was at the front and trapped in the glacier wall, was struggling to climb out, and his heart was even colder.
Damn, I should have been more cautious earlier!
He was invited by the Winterhold Academy to slay the dragon this time, and he would not have agreed rashly.
It was because the Winterhold Academy told him very confidently that the ancestor dragon Corasius was seriously injured, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
And he thought that before participating in the dragon knight reserve selection, he might be able to take this opportunity to win the honor of a dragon slayer.
Because in the eyes of the five-colored dragons of the empire, killing an evil dragon is a plus point for the selection.
But unexpectedly, he failed to slay the dragon this time, but it is very likely that he will leave his life here.
"Everyone, retreat quickly!" Batalov, as the dean of the Winterhold Academy, was experienced in combat. Seeing that things were impossible, he made a decision in an instant and shouted.
He immediately began to chant spells, as if to cover the retreat of the wizards of the academy.
Three giant ice spikes seven or eight meters long appeared out of thin air and attacked Colasius.
But Colasius smiled contemptuously, quickly stretched out his claws to block the giant ice spikes, and the next second, he crushed them suddenly!
"Despicable bugs, want to escape?" Looking at the wizards who fled in all directions, Colasius showed a mocking look on his face.
"This time, you will all be buried here, and death is your destination! Scream!"
As the chest of the proto-dragon vibrated, it resounded in the nest like a harsh declaration of a tweeter.
"Ang!!"
A breath of ice-blue dragon breath swept around.
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, making Melita at the back of the team look anxious.
Just when she was about to ask Lord Ryan for help, before she could open her mouth, she saw a white figure flash by.
When all the wizards were running towards the cave entrance, the figure that was rushing upstream was so eye-catching.
"Lord Ryan!" Melita's beautiful eyes lit up, and she was so moved that tears were about to flow out.
The other wizards of Winterhold Academy, including Michael, looked at Ryan in surprise as he rushed towards the ancestor dragon Corasius, thinking, is this guy going to die?
A first-level wizard dared to challenge Corasius?
Is he crazy?
Out of curiosity, these people unknowingly slowed down their pace and turned to look at Ryan.
Thank you for the reward of tolerance and resurrection!
(End of this chapter)
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