The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 347 Fearless (Two chapters in one)

It was a team of dozens of wind rocs, flying at an extremely fast speed. In just a few blinks of an eye, they had already gotten much closer to where Ryan was.

"Quick! Prepare the crossbow!"

"Prepare the purple tumor tree fruit!"

"Everyone else, hide quickly!" The bearded knight seemed experienced. He gave orders quickly and methodically.

Soon, purple watermelon-sized purple tumor wood fruits were launched into the sky and exploded violently.

A faint purple mist suddenly dissipated.

After smelling this strange smell, Feng Peng began to circle and no longer approached, as if he was quite afraid of this fog.

After releasing several wind blades, dozens of wind rocs turned around and left.

"Fortunately, we finally forced them away." The bearded knight breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Ryan was quite surprised. He originally thought that he would face a battle with Feng Peng, but he didn't expect that it would disappear into thin air.

At this time, Melita and Anna came over, followed by three big knights who were almost frozen. They were the three who had just teased Melita.

When these three guys saw that their high priest was killed, they immediately wanted to escape, but were blocked by Melita and Anna.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"Uh" Several people looked at each other, and it seemed that no one wanted to be the first to speak.

"Lord Ryan, leave the interrogation to me. I will make sure they confess everything honestly." The bearded knight patted his chest and said.

"Okay, that's troublesome."

"Okay! Give me half an hour, take them away and interrogate them separately." The bearded man waved his hand, and several guards took the people away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ryan opened the waist bag of the sturdy black robe and took a look. After a quick look, he was surprised.

"Huh? Soul energy crystals and blood crystals?"

Inside the waist bag, there were five soul energy crystals, three blood crystals, and a letter.

Ryan could understand that the other party needed blood crystal.

But the other party also needs soul energy crystals?
Ryan was a little confused.

In fact, Ryan was mistaken. These soul energy crystals were originally used by Ericson to win over some powerful wandering wizards, but now Ryan took advantage of them.

After thinking about it and without much hesitation, Ryan immediately decided to use all the soul energy crystals.

After all, he had tried it last time. Using the system, Ryan could instantly absorb soul energy crystals without any side effects, thereby greatly improving the progress of mental power atomization.

Ryan held the five soul energy crystals in his palms and began to practice the Iron Heart advanced meditation method.

After a few seconds
The soul energy crystal was experiencing some kind of resonance, and wisps of transparent strange aura emanated from it and were quickly absorbed by Ryan's body.

At this time, the system prompts:
[Ding! Soul energy crystals that can improve the atomization of spiritual power have been detected. Do you want to accelerate absorption? (Note: System absorption can eliminate impurities and can be absorbed all at once.)]

"Yes!"

In an instant, Ryan felt the silver mist in his mind begin to grow rapidly, and soon, it expanded to about twice its original size.

At the same time, a refreshed feeling fills my mind.

Ryan glanced at the system panel:
Spirit: 64 (vaporization 42%)

"Five coins, a 21% increase at once? The average is less than 5%, about 4%."

"Sure enough, this soul energy crystal is not omnipotent. The effect gets worse as time goes by."

But Ryan had nothing to complain about.

Because these five soul energy crystals are basically picked up for free.

According to the calculation that the power of witchcraft increases by 0.5 points for every increase in the degree of atomization, the power of witchcraft currently cast by Ryan has increased by about 21% compared to the previous %.

The interrogation was not over yet, Ryan checked the previous battle records:

[Congratulations, you defeated a strong enemy and gained 15 gold skill point! 】

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

[Congratulations, your Thousand Blade King (Epic) class level has been upgraded! ]

With this battle, the King of Thousand Blades (Epic) profession level successfully reached lv9, allowing Ryan to gain 1 attribute point and 1 skill point again.

Adding his original remaining points, the total remaining attribute points are now 8 points, the remaining skill points are 2 points, and the gold skill points have reached 36 points.

At this time, Melita, with a solemn expression, handed a white letter to Ryan and said:
"Lord Ryan, this is a letter found on another black robe. Perhaps you should take a look at it."

"Oh?" Ryan took it curiously and read it quickly.

But after a quick glance, Ryan's expression also became solemn.

"Ryan, what's wrong?" Anna couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Take a look too." Ryan handed the letter to Anna.

"Being attacked from both sides by the Black Flame Church and the white-haired bear monster? That's what La Grey is..." Anna took a look and couldn't help but exclaimed.

She immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Well! It seems that we have to set off immediately. The situation of the barbarian tribe where Lagre is is not very good."

It turned out that the letter was sent by a high priest of the Black Flame Church named Crowley, who was also the leader of the Black Flame Cult's advance team. The recipient of the letter was the man lying on the ground - the high priest named Erickson.

The gist of it is that Crowley and his men, together with the white-haired bear monster, have begun to attack the Norton tribe from the front and back, but the Nortons are very powerful and need support.

At the same time, the defenders of Beverly Pass also tortured out relevant information. With the two confirming each other, the news in the letter was confirmed without a doubt.

"But, I have dealt with their reinforcements in advance?!"

Ryan, riding on the Bloodfeather Hippogryph, looked down at the headless corpse in the pit and thought with a rather strange expression.
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The northern foothills of the Hanluo Mountains.

Two Black Flame Monks wearing black robes with flame patterns on their cuffs and collars, and several tall white-haired bear monsters were standing high on the foothills on one side, watching the battle on the lower right.

In the long and narrow valley, a group of barbarians were migrating, and fighting was happening at the head and tail ends at the same time.

Of course, the intensity is completely different.

The enemies behind the barbarian team were a small number of black-robed men with some knights and a considerable number of mercenaries. The battle was not fierce and looked more like a harassing contact war.

In front of the barbarian team, the enemies were a group of white bear monsters, all holding giant wooden hammers or spiked hammers. The battle here was obviously much more intense.

In terms of numbers, the white bear monsters and barbarian warriors are similar, but the number of white bear monsters is slightly more.

But among the barbarians, there are some who are very powerful, especially one who is particularly burly and wields a double-edged battle axe. He is almost unstoppable on the battlefield.

A bear monster leader with fiery red feathers on his head was beaten back step by step, and only with the help of three extra strong bear monster guards did he barely hold off the opponent.

Crowley, the chief priest of the Black Flame Cult, watched this scene through a copper monocular telescope and his eyelids twitched.

Damn, this barbarian chief is so ferocious!

Fortunately, this time the white-haired bear monster was the main force in the attack, otherwise, the followers under his command would have suffered heavy casualties.

"Is there any news from High Priest Erickson?" Crowley asked in a low voice, tilting his head.

"Your Excellency, High Priest Erickson has just sent a message saying that they have arrived at Beverly Pass. They will be able to meet up with us in half a day." Another man in black robes said respectfully.

"That's good." Crowley let out a long sigh as if relieved, nodded and said.

It would be best to let the high priest deal with this kind of guy.

Now, I’ll let you be arrogant for a while longer.

"Followers of the God of Hunting, why hasn't the high priest you mentioned arrived yet?"

As if it had heard Crowley and the other man's whispers, the white-haired bear monster, who was holding a white bone staff in one hand, wearing a necklace of fangs around his neck and a bright feather crown on his head, asked in fluent common language.

"Your Excellency the Priest, please rest assured that the High Priest Ericson of my sect will arrive in half a day. By then, he will be the one to deal with the leader of the Norton barbarians."

"Well, I hope you won't break your promise. Many of our brave clan warriors have been killed or injured. If your high priest doesn't come, you can only get one third of the subsequent spoils." The bear monster priest said with a somewhat unsightly expression.

It is still very dissatisfied with the Black Flame Church's cooperation behavior of working without putting in any effort.

"of course not."

"By the way, Your Highness the Priest, we can send a message to withdraw the troops. We will launch a general attack in half a day." Crowley said with a smile.

He didn't take the threat from the bear monster priest seriously at all.

Since Eriksson became the high priest, whoever has the strongest power has the final say.

There's no point in engaging in verbal battle with the bear monster now.

"Hmm!" When the bear monster priest heard that the troops should be withdrawn, his expression became a little better.

At least, the warriors under his command would suffer fewer casualties.

At this time, a white-haired bear monster suddenly ran over from the side of the mountain and talked a lot to the bear monster priest, while the bear monster priest showed a look of great joy.

This immediately made Crowley curious, and he asked, "Your Excellency the Priest, is there any good news?"

"Hahaha, the great His Majesty Corasius has recovered from his injuries. If these fools from the barbarian tribe choose to resist to the end instead of joining our king, then their doom will be here."

Although the bear monster priest was smarter than ordinary bear monsters, he obviously did not have the cunningness of humans. Faced with Crowley's inquiry, he happily informed him of the situation immediately.

"Huh?" A trace of horror flashed across Crowley's eyes!
The injuries of the proto-dragon recovered so quickly?
This is not a good thing.

Originally, the relationship between them and the white-haired bear monster was one of mutual benefit. If the ancestor dragon, Colasius, came, then there would be no chance for their Black Flame Church.

Although he was very confident in the strength of High Priest Erikson, the one on the opposite side was a giant dragon!

By then, even if High Priest Erikson came in person, it would be impossible for him to anger such an extremely powerful Proto-Dragon.

I just hope that High Priest Erickson can arrive soon and launch the general attack as soon as possible, Crowley thought.

"Followers of the God of Hunting, if you wait for my king to arrive, I will not have the final say on the distribution of the spoils. Everything belongs to my king!" The white-haired bear monster priest was excited, and suddenly thought of something, and said bluntly. "That's right, that's right!" Crowley laughed dryly and echoed.

In his heart, he cursed loudly, "Fuck, a beast is a beast, he has no sense of contract at all!"

'grass! ’

With the white-haired bear monster withdrawing its troops, the whole battle seemed to end abruptly.

Since the Norton tribe consisted of all its members, and there were many elderly, weak, women, children, and baggage in the team, no one, including the patriarch Darius, launched a counterattack against the white-haired bear monster. Instead, they took the time to treat the wounded and calm the people's hearts.

In the center of the plateau yak caravan, in a newly built tent.

All the barbarian captains and elite soldiers above the rank of Lagre were summoned for a brief wartime meeting.

"High Priest, Chief, this is the third wave of white-haired bear monsters we have encountered. The warriors have not been able to get enough rest and have been fighting continuously, so more and more people are getting injured." The barbarian captain named John wiped the blood off his face and said in a deep voice.

"What about the Rich people? How long will it take them to get here?" Darius turned and asked the guard beside him.

"Uh, the Reachmen said they were also attacked by the Black Flame Cult, and it's expected to take another three days for them to get here."

"Three days." Darius frowned and muttered to himself.

Hearing this number, everyone present looked unhappy.

Lagre was also panting at this time. After continuous fighting, she had several shallow wounds on her body and the edge of the giant shield in her hand was badly worn. However, her eyes were still bright.

At this time, the messenger at the door came to report.

"High Priest, Patriarch, there is a female wizard outside. She said she is from the College of Winterhold and has something important to tell the Patriarch and High Priest."

"Winterhold College? Please invite them in." As the chief of the barbarians, Darius had naturally heard of this wizard organization which also belonged to the North, but the two sides hardly had any contact with each other.

Soon, a dignified middle-aged beautiful woman in a white robe came in and saluted:

"Good morning, High Priest Rom and Chief Darius. I am Welty, the vice president of Winterhold College."

"I have the audacity to come here this time because I have a very important piece of news to tell you. The Proto-Dragon Corasius in the ice field has already started to move in this direction."

"At the fastest, it will take half a day, and at the slowest, it will take a day for the other party to arrive here."

This piece of news was like a bolt from the blue, causing everyone present to change color immediately!
"What, so fast!" Darius' eyes widened as he looked at the witch in front of him.

At present, the followers of Colasius alone, a large group of white-haired bear monsters, have caused them great trouble.

If the ancestor dragon came in person, the consequences can be imagined!

You have to know that the Richmen haven't arrived yet. Even if Darius is confident, he doesn't think that his own Norton tribe alone can defeat the Colasius, which is said to be extremely powerful.

Barbarians are heroic, not stupid.

"Yes, Chief Darius, this is why we are here. For the College of Winterhold, Corasius is also an enemy. His tyrannical nature has killed and destroyed the peace of the North."

"You two may not know that our Winterhold Academy had already fought a great battle with this Proto-Dragon before this. Now that I have notified Winterhold Academy, I will return immediately to organize the defense of the academy."

After the beautiful middle-aged woman Welty finished her story, she said goodbye.

“Thank you, Vice President Welty. The people of Norton will remember you.”

Half a day flew by.

At this time, the horn sounded!

The white-haired bear monsters once again formed up in dense formations, and together with the wandering knights and mercenaries recruited by the Black Flame Church, they launched another fierce attack on the Norton tribe, one in front and one behind.

But this time it was different. The elite barbarians, including Lagre, all felt the rising momentum of the bear monster!

Suddenly, everyone on the battlefield looked up at the sky.

"hold head high!!!"

I saw a creature shaped like a dragon appear in the distant sky. Although it should be very far away, its huge size was quite eye-catching.

And with a loud dragon roar, the opponent flapped its huge flesh wings and approached quickly.

"Oh my god! What kind of monster is this!"

Many brave Norton barbarians stared with wide eyes at the huge monster flying in the sky.

They saw that the other party was completely different from the dragon they had imagined. It did not have a slender neck, nor huge and shining scales, and even on its head, it did not have the dragon horns of the five-colored dragon.

The bald head makes it more like a lizard, and its huge jaws indicate that it has a very strong bite force. Its neck is short and thick, and its hind limbs are extremely strong.

If Ryan was there, he would definitely sigh and say, isn’t this just a hybrid of a Tyrannosaurus Rex and a Pterosaur?

"Barbarians of the tundra, surrender or perish." The grand and deep voice, along with the vibration of the proto-dragon's chest, suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield.

As the huge shadow was cast, Colasius's overwhelming momentum, and the buzzing sound still vibrated in the air, even the bravest barbarian warriors were filled with fear at this moment.

A feeling of impending disaster arose in the hearts of almost every barbarian.

This has nothing to do with courage.

It's simply out of an instinctive fear of higher-level beings.

"High Priest, war song!" Among the barbarians present, the only one who was not panicked was Patriarch Darius.

Of course, this was also thanks to the advance notice from the Winterhold College, which served as a preventive measure. He quickly turned around and shouted to the High Priest Rom behind him.

During previous discussions, they had also prepared for the worst.

If the Reachmen fail to make it in time, and the Proto-Dragon Corasius arrives first,
"Ancestors of the Norton tribe, please listen to the call of your descendants. May the heroic spirits protect us!" As High Priest Rom chanted in a low voice, an inexplicable aura spread out, and the barbarian warriors who had been panicked began to calm down.

At the same time, they began to shout in response to the high priest's war song.

"Ancestors' blessing!"

"Ancestors' blessing!"

Soon, the shouts of the barbarians, like sparks, gathered together and formed a powerful force that could rival the momentum of the Ancestral Dragon Corasius!
Obviously, the behavior of the Norton barbarians angered Colasius who was hovering in the sky.

"Foolish and lowly barbarians! What awaits you is death and destruction!"

As the low roar sounded again, the huge proto-dragon began to dive down from the air.

A stream of extremely cold icy flame with blue phosphorescence spewed out from Colasius's open bloody mouth towards the plateau yak caravan in the center of the barbarian battle formation.

In an instant, more than ten yak carts were frozen by the breath of ice flame.

Not only the yaks, but also the elders and children of the Norton tribe on the carts were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and the expressions on their faces remained eternally at the moment of horror before they were frozen.

Then, as if to further destroy the barbarians' fighting will, Colasius chose an area with the densest concentration of barbarian warriors on the battlefield and landed with a bang.

"boom!"

As its body weighing over a hundred tons descended, dozens of barbarian warriors were crushed into meat patties on the spot, and the air was filled with blood mist.

At the same time, a strong shock wave spread out, instantly blowing away hundreds of barbarian warriors around.

For a moment, the Ancestral Dragon Corasius was unmatched in power!
But with the blessing of the war song, the Proto-Dragon's behavior not only failed to scare the barbarians, but instead angered the barbarian elite.

"Damn it!"

The barbarian captains, including Lagre, spontaneously began to gather behind Patriarch Darius.

Everyone's expression was extremely determined, because next, they were about to launch a charge that would result in almost no chance of survival!
"Warriors, this giant reptile actually threatened us Nortons with death. Tell it what death means to us?!"

Darius, the barbarian chieftain who was over two and a half meters tall, waved the double-edged battle axe in his hand high and shouted.

"Death is glory!"

The elite barbarians behind Darius also raised their weapons and roared.

"Warriors, we will definitely have a place in Valhalla!"

"Nortons will never be slaves!"

In an instant, Darius led the top warriors among this group of barbarians and launched a fatal charge towards the huge proto-dragon Coraxus that had just landed.

Because most of the Frostwolves, when facing the Proto-Dragon Corasius, had already tucked their tails between their legs and let out whimpering growls.

Therefore, the barbarian warriors, including Lagre, are relying on their legs to launch a brave and fearless charge at this moment!

Although the barbarians were all tall, compared with the giant Colasius, they were like the difference between a hen and an ant.

The huge Proto-Dragon, which is sixty to seventy meters long, is much larger than its peers and is almost twice as big as the 'Red Queen' that Ryan has seen, making it daunting.

Looking at the barbarians charging forward, even Crowley of the Black Flame Church, who was watching the battle from the foothills nearby, could not help but admire them sincerely: "This is a truly fearless warrior!"

Facing the charge of the Nortons, the Ancestral Dragon Corasius simply raised his claws and knocked three barbarian warriors, whose strength was comparable to that of senior human knights, flying twenty or thirty meters away.

The difference in strength caused these barbarian warriors to completely lose their combat effectiveness in mid-air, with broken bones and tendons, and blood spurting out.

"what!!!"

The angry Norton Patriarch Darius jumped high and swung the double-edged battle axe in his hand heavily at Colasius.

"laugh!"

The giant proto-dragon's front claws and front wings were cut with a deep wound, but the next second, Darius was also knocked away by Colasius's huge force.

"You little, humble barbarians, you will pay for your stupidity and recklessness!"

The key point is not over yet. Colasius was very angry at the barbarian chief who had injured it. With a roar, it breathed out another breath of blue flame towards Darius who was knocked flying in the air!
All he saw was a ball of blue phosphorescent dragon's breath that instantly swept over Darius.

The barbarian chief, who was still in mid-air, suddenly felt his whole body stiffen and a biting cold swept through his body.

"Clan leader!!"

Looking at this scene, Lagre could not help but show determination on her face. She tightened the battle axe and giant shield in her hands, stared at the ferocious Ancestral Dragon Corasius, and launched a charge.

Unfortunately, I will never have the chance to see that person again!
Ryan's figure flashed through her mind.
But at this moment, a small dot in the southern sky that no one on the battlefield noticed was rapidly enlarging!
This is a blue and purple horned eagle beast, and it is galloping towards you at a rapid speed.

(End of this chapter)