The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 349: A sudden increase in strength (two chapters in one)

Just as Ryan wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly felt a darkness above his head.

The Bloodfeather Hippogryph flapped its wings and began to land. Soon, Anna and Melita jumped down.

However, the two of them looked at Ryan with strange eyes, showing surprise and worry.

"Ryan, was that your transformation ability just now?" Relatively speaking, Anna, who also has the ability to transform, is more accepting of Ryan's transformation into the dragon form just now.

However, this was also the first time Anna saw Ryan transform, so she was extremely surprised for a moment.

Ryan looked down and immediately understood.

I have never shown my transformation in front of other people before. This time, I displayed this ability in public, so it is normal for others to be shocked.

"Well, yes, it's a special bloodline ability. I just awakened it recently." Ryan explained.

"Bloodline ability?" Anna looked at Ryan with her beautiful eyes in confusion, and a strange thought flashed through her mind.

But I haven't heard that Aunt Emma has any special bloodline.

No mint either.

How come Ryan suddenly has a special bloodline?

Isn't bloodline inherited from family?

Could it be that Ryan is not Aunt Emma's biological son?

However, although Anna was confused, she did not ask any more questions. Instead, she was very considerate and brought a white wizard robe to Ryan and helped him put it on.

After all, just a pair of shorts would really damage Ryan's image, especially if they were pleated.

However, Anna did understand a little bit. Why Ryan's shorts were in such a strange shape? The reason was probably because of the transformation.

Pleated shorts are practical and won't tear.

If it were ordinary shorts, they would tear if stretched.

Well, that picture was so beautiful that Anna blushed just thinking about it.

After hearing Ryan's explanation, Melita's eyes changed 180 degrees when she looked at Ryan.

After all, Melita and Ryan were not familiar with each other. Just now, Melita once thought that Ryan was not actually human. As a wizard, she had seen many special examples of possession or symbiosis, so the look in her eyes when she looked at Ryan was quite frightened.

After hearing what Ryan said, Melita felt relieved, and at the same time, she became more certain of her previous guess.

Ryan should be the direct descendant of a top-level noble bloodline in the Dragun Empire, otherwise his strength would not be so strong, and it would be impossible for him to have an official background in the empire at such a young age.

"Lord Ryan, I admire your strength. With your help, I think the crisis of the academy will be solved." Melita bowed slightly and said more respectfully.

Ryan waved his hand and was about to say something when suddenly, his expression froze.

The two women followed Ryan's line of sight and turned to look.

A hot barbarian female warrior holding a huge shield appeared in front of Ryan.

"Ryan, is it really you?" Lagre looked at Ryan in a daze.

If Lagre was still a little uncertain before, after all, the world is so big, and it is normal to have a few people who look similar.

But at this moment, Anna, who appeared beside Ryan, confirmed Lagre's guess and confirmed Ryan's identity.

"Lagre!" Anna ran over in surprise, took Lagre's hand and said.

"Last time you left without saying goodbye! This time, you encountered difficulties and didn't tell me. Do you still consider me a friend?"

"This." After Anna said this, Lagre felt a little embarrassed.

Especially before she left, she had an in-depth conversation with Ryan, and all this was done secretly without telling Anna.

"I'm sorry, Anna. I felt at that time that separation would make you sad." La Grey hugged Anna warmly and said with a little guilt.

"Lagre, long time no see!" Ryan naturally had a lot of questions to ask Lagre, but in the end, he said this with a smile.

"Uh, Ryan, long time no see. How did you know about me? And your strength, how did you become so strong?" La Grey's beautiful eyes kept looking at Ryan with a surprised expression.

Melita, who was standing by, couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes and her curiosity was burning after hearing what Lagre said.

Obviously, Lord Ryan traveled a long distance to the Howling Tundra just for this hot, wild and beautiful barbarian girl.

Yes, this kind of beauty can only be born in the tundra, and naturally there is no such thing in the imperial capital.

After all, the chaotic private lives of the upper nobles of the Dragun Empire are almost known to everyone.

Huh?
It sounds like Lord Ryan's previous strength was not as strong as it is now?
Melita immediately imagined a story in her mind about a descendant of a top noble who had to leave his beloved girl because of his family's opposition, but after his strength increased and his family's voice grew, he came to the tundra to find her.

"Anna and I haven't received any letters from you in the past six months, so some time ago I asked someone to inquire about the situation in the Howling Tundra. As a result, I learned that you might have encountered trouble, so we rushed here immediately."

"Fortunately, with Blood Feather, we arrived in time." Ryan patted the Blood Feather Hippogryph and said.

"As for my strength, that's a long story."

Just as Ryan was thinking about where to start, he suddenly stopped.

Because Ryan saw a group of people walking over, a dozen tall and strong barbarian warriors surrounded two people and walked over.

"Lagre, would you like to introduce your friend to me?" Patriarch Darius said with a laugh.

He and the smiling High Priest of Roma walked over together.

"Ryan, this is High Priest Rom and Chief Darius of our Norton tribe."

"High Priest, Patriarch, this is Ryan." Lagre introduced quickly.

But when she introduced Ryan, there was a noticeable pause.

Because Lagre originally wanted to introduce Ryan's identity as the deputy sheriff of Shimmering Gold Town.

But she immediately realized that Ryan's strength was beyond her previous imagination. How could he be a small town sheriff's deputy?

So, she only introduced Ryan's name, but did not introduce what Ryan did specifically.

After a brief greeting.

Darius and Roma both looked serious, bowed deeply to Ryan, and said:
"Sir Ryan, the Norton tribe thanks you for your help!"

Following closely behind were more than a dozen barbarian captains and elite soldiers, who bowed to Ryan.

"Arch Priest Rom, Chief Darius, and fellow barbarian warriors, you are too polite." Ryan had a liking for the barbarians who were straightforward and had clear likes and dislikes, so he quickly helped the two men up.

"Lagre is my good friend. It was just a small favor for me just now."

good friend?
I’m afraid it’s not that simple.

After hearing this, many barbarians looked at each other, but they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

After all, there are only two kinds of relationships between men and women that can make people risk their lives to fight.

Or an immediate family member.

Either they are in a romantic relationship or they are not just ordinary lovers.

Therefore, Archpriest Roma and Patriarch Darius looked at Ryan with the kind expression of an old father looking at his son-in-law.

This immediately overwhelmed Ryan.

After everyone arrived at the tent in the center of the plateau yak caravan, Chief Darius needed treatment due to his serious injuries, while High Priest Rom had to comfort the injured soldiers and the families of the dead and injured.

Therefore, Lagre took on the "important responsibility" of entertaining and accompanying Ryan's distinguished guests.

After a while, Anna looked at Lagre, then at Ryan, and very attentively pulled away Melita, who was reluctant to listen to gossip.

At this time, only Lagre and Ryan were left in the tent.

Lagre looked at Ryan with her beautiful eyes, without blinking, but thoughts in her mind emerged like bamboo shoots after rain.

Compared with the Ryan in her memory, the Ryan in front of her was more muscular and much taller. Even in the barbarian tribe, Ryan's height and physique were above average.

He is second only to a few individuals such as Patriarch Darius, who is two meters and five meters tall.

And Ryan's strength has increased to a level beyond her imagination.

"Uh, Lagre, what are you looking at?" Ryan was a little surprised by Lagre's blank gaze, so he walked forward and waved in front of Lagre's pretty face.

"Thank you, Ryan. You know what? When I faced that proto-dragon, I thought I would never see you again in this life."

"Between you and me, do we still need to say thank you? By the way, why didn't you write to me before?"

"When I returned to the Howling Tundra, I initially wanted to pass the trial and get promoted, then go to Maest to find you."

"But I didn't expect that after I was lucky enough to pass the trial and successfully promoted, the tribe had already started to fight with the Black Flame Cult intermittently, and small-scale frictions continued. Under this situation, I naturally couldn't leave the tribe."

"After all, the Norton tribe is where I was raised."

"Why not write a letter?"

"Well, at that time I just felt that I couldn't let you worry, and I couldn't drag you into this. So." La Grey lowered her head and said.

"So, you just acted on your own and would rather die in battle than tell me?!" Ryan said, pretending to be angry.

"Well"

The next second, he felt something warm against his lips, and Lagre actually kissed him directly.

"Ryan, can you please forgive me?" Lagre, with a blushing face, looked at Ryan affectionately and said.

"Yes, but the compensation is not enough."

In the evening, at the Norton tribal camp, a bonfire dinner was being held.

"Sir Ryan, what are your plans next?" Patriarch Darius asked with a smile.

"I plan to go to the Winterhold College, and then, together with the wizards of the Winterhold College, find an opportunity to kill the Proto-Dragon Corasius as soon as possible." Ryan said, glancing at Melita.

Melita smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I invited Lord Ryan before, hoping that he could help our Winterhold Academy and defeat the Proto-Dragon."

"Well, the recovery ability of this proto-dragon is extraordinary. If we delay too long, it will indeed be a big problem." High Priest Rom nodded and said.

"The Norton tribe is deeply grateful for Lord Ryan's rescue. If you want to kill the Proto-Dragon, the Norton tribe will naturally strongly support you. Lagre, select twenty elite tribal warriors to cooperate with Lord Ryan to kill the Proto-Dragon." Patriarch Darius said with a wave of his hand.

"This." Ryan looked at Lagre and hesitated. If it was someone else, Ryan would have refused without hesitation.

But if Chief Darius lets Lagre lead the team, it means that he has a legitimate reason to let Lagre accompany him.

Although from his point of view, he naturally didn't want Lagre to take the risk with him, but he couldn't take Anna with him without Lagre, right?

"Sir Ryan, in fact, the destination of our migration this time is the Jikal Valley at the northern end of the Wind Tundra. It is very close to the territory of the Proto-dragon Corasius."

"So, helping you is actually helping ourselves." High Priest Rom advised.

"Okay, then thank the high priest and the patriarch for their support." Ryan nodded and could only agree.

"Sir Ryan, if you want to express your gratitude, then let's drink this glass!" Patriarch Darius laughed.

Next, it was time for the Norton tribe to drink, sing and dance.

Naturally, Ryan received toasts from the barbarian warriors.

Anna, under Lagre's persuasion, drank a small amount of milk wine in the warm and cheerful atmosphere. At this moment, her face was flushed, her eyes were blurred, and she fell drowsy after a while.

Melita can drink quite well.

At night, Ryan returned to the tent and naturally was not affected much.

Alcohol seems to be a low-level toxin. Under the influence of his toxin-resistance constitution, no matter how much Ryan drinks, he will remain in a state of being slightly tipsy.

At this time, Ryan calmed down and looked at the prompt about the second form of the dragon man that appeared at the end of the day's battle.

Ryan directly switched to the attribute column and checked it in detail.

[Effect of the Mutated Dragon Bloodline (Pure): Affinity with water, fire, and earth elements is greatly improved, with top-level talent effects of danger perception, dark vision, weapon proficiency, extraordinary comprehension, great strength, steel body, and dragon roar, and the ability to transform into the first and second forms of the mutant dragon man. ]

[Mutated Dragon Man's First Form (Dragon Man Warrior Form)]

[Mutated Dragon Man Second Form (Dragon Man General Form): After activation, the body size will become larger based on the first form, the body surface will be keratinized, and it has super strong defense and resistance, immune to low-level toxins and disease effects, and immune to witchcraft damage below 40 degrees. ]

(Note: Duration is positively correlated with blood concentration and physical condition.)
"The blood concentration has indeed not yet been improved. It is still at a pure level."

"But... Dragon General?" Ryan raised his eyebrows.

This title sounds much more impressive than the dragon warrior.

In addition, there is a saying in the past life that goes, "A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier."

Immediately, Ryan began to read carefully word by word.

"Hiss~ Immune to witchcraft damage below 40 degrees?"

"Doesn't that mean I'm immune to most first-level witchcraft?" Ryan's eyes lit up.

Before the dragon warrior transformed, he was immune to level zero witchcraft.

The current Dragon General is immune to almost level one witchcraft.

This second form is pretty good!
The actual combat capability of transformation has taken a big step forward.

"And is it getting bigger again?"

This immediately gave Ryan the urge to test it out.

After thinking about it, Ryan opened the tent and walked out quickly. Soon, as the blood feather flew into the sky, a few minutes later, Ryan arrived at the hillside on one side of the Hanluo Mountains.

After finding a relatively flat location with a mountain lake, Ryan controlled Blood Feather to land.

Under the shining starlight, Ryan jumped off the horned hippogryph and came to the open space beside the alpine lake. He took off his white wizard robe and was left with only a pair of shorts.

He had not had time to repair the damaged mithril carved plate armor, so naturally he did not wear it.

Ryan took a deep breath of fresh air and began to silently recite the transformation into the second form in his mind.

Suddenly, Ryan's entire body began to change rapidly and violently.

He saw his palm suddenly grow larger, the skin on the palm became rough and thick, and large dragon scales began to appear on the back of his palm.

If in the first form, his palms still had a trace of humanity after being deformed, at this moment, his palms were completely the claws of a wild beast.

"Snapped!"

Ryan turned around casually, but found that he puffed the air with his tail under the influence of instinct.

He turned his head and saw that the tail, which was only one meter long in its first form, had now become more than three meters long. Its shape had also changed, becoming thicker and more powerful, with three more spikes on the end of the tail.

The spikes are of the penetrating type, crisscrossing the tail.

It looks like a thorn pierced through the tail, revealing the two sharp ends, but in fact it is naturally generated.

The effect is basically that one stab will create three blood holes, and Ryan tried it and found that he was very good at controlling the tail.

With just a slight thought, one can precisely control whether to swing or hit.

"Clap!"

Two huge rocks on the ground nearby were instantly turned into rubble.

Its flexibility is comparable to that of a third hand.

"Does this mean I have another limb besides the four I have? A fifth limb?" Ryan couldn't help but wonder.

At this time, Ryan touched his head again. When he transformed just now, he felt that he seemed to have grown horns on his head.

I just don't know what kind of horns it has.

“Hey, is this the shape of a bull’s horn?”

The first thing Ryan felt was a pair of sharp horns similar to bull's horns growing on both sides of his temples.

"No, there's more in the middle."

But soon, he felt it again: on the forehead, almost in the middle of the two big horns, there were three sharp but obviously smaller horns.

These three angles are not arranged in a straight line, but in a triangle.

"If it doesn't grow any longer, it's fine. But if it grows, it will grow five?"

As for height?

Ryan estimated that the dragon general form was about seven or eight meters tall, which was almost double the height of the dragon warrior form.

If an ogre appeared in front of him now, Ryan could kick it to death with one kick.

It's like an adult kicking a kindergarten kid.

"Boom boom boom!"

However, Ryan still has no intuitive impression of his overall appearance. Immediately, Ryan took a step, making a huge vibration sound, and walked to the side of the alpine lake.

The turquoise alpine lake is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the stars in the sky. Under the night light, the turquoise has a bit of deep dark color.

As Ryan approached, the surface of the lake rippled slightly, but it did not affect Ryan's observation of himself in his second form on the lake.

The horns on the head are pointed to the sky, the face is ferocious, and there are sharp claws, scales, and a thorny tail.
"Is that human being?"

Ryan looked at himself who had completely lost his human form and felt quite speechless.

"I wonder if it's because I was baptized with the blood of a melee dragon, so I'm still moving forward on the path of melee?"

“Not that this is a bad thing.”

"This matches my current epic class, 'King of Thousand Blades', very well."

"However, if there is a subsequent form, it would be perfect if it could be strengthened in the direction of a wizard."

Ryan's mind moved slightly, and all the hardened gold in his hand instantly transformed into a two-handed sword, but unfortunately, the sword at this moment, in his second form, was at best a dagger.

"There's not enough metal."

"I need at least two or three hundred kilograms of hardened adamantium so that I can use the greatsword in the form of a dragon general."

"However, it's not that there is no solution. We can add some steel to make up the weight first." Ryan thought.

After all, with so much hardened refined gold, even if he returned to the Sword Bearer Branch, he didn't know whether the branch would have enough in stock. But as for steel, it was relatively easy to get.

"Dragon General form + King of Thousand Blades' fighting skills."

“I’m looking forward to it just thinking about it.”

Ryan felt it a little bit and found that in the second form, his combat power was almost doubled based on the first form.

In other words, if the melee combat power is 100 in normal state, it will be about 200 in the first form, and reach 400 in the second form.

"Now, let's meet that Proto-Dragon Corasius again, hehe."

Before, Ryan was slightly inferior to the Proto-Dragon Corasius in strength, but he gained the advantage by taking the opponent by surprise.

This is another reason why Ryan did not pursue quickly.

Now, he is confident that he can fight head-on and kill the enemy directly at his enemy's strong point!

"what?"

Suddenly, Ryan felt a strong sense of weakness, and found that his body was shrinking rapidly and returning to human form.

"How long did this second transformation last, thirty seconds?"

"It's getting bigger and bigger, and its combat power is getting stronger and stronger, but its duration is getting shorter and shorter."

Shaking his head, Ryan rode Blood Feather back to the tent in the Norton tribe camp.

Late at night, a corner of Ryan's tent was suddenly opened, and a hot figure flashed in.
"who is it?"

But the next second, the familiar breath made Ryan react instantly.

"Shh! It's me."

"Well"

(End of this chapter)