The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 351: Another Battle with the Proto-Dragon (Two Chapters in One)

"Hmm? Are the barbarians so powerful in fighting?"

Diam was confused at first, but after carefully examining the wound, he confirmed that Colasius's injury was indeed quite serious, and he immediately felt relieved.

"Yes, Diam, if you are interested in conquering the barbarians, you can go and 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 felt itchy in his heart.

It has always been extremely 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, hunting requires a lot of hard work.

"Haha, after my attack, their strength has been greatly reduced. With your strength, you definitely have a chance."

"Also, I'll tell you a method that will definitely succeed. Come closer." Colasius said temptingly.

"Uh." Diam glanced at the seriously injured Colasius, but still couldn't resist the temptation and took a few steps towards Colasius.

"Well, there was a guy in the barbarian tribe who was very strong. My injuries were caused by that guy." Diam was fascinated by Colasius's narration and couldn't help but take another step forward.

But in an instant, Colasius opened his bloody mouth, leaned his upper body forward, and suddenly bit Diam's head.

"Crack!"

Colasius, which was three times the size of an ordinary proto-dragon, immediately bit Diam's head apart. Then he swung his short and thick neck vigorously, and soon tore Diam's head off, chewing and swallowing it in big mouthfuls.

For a moment, Diam's headless body was still twitching and struggling violently.

It obviously didn't expect that Colasius was so cunning and dared to kill his own kind directly!
"Come on!"

Colasius devoured the corpses of his own kind in big mouthfuls.

The white-haired bear monsters on the side all stared with their eyes wide open, stunned.

this.
His Majesty, Koracius, actually ate the Proto-Dragon of his own kind? !

This is so fucking cruel!

The corners of Colasius' mouth, which were covered with blood and flesh residue, were slightly raised, revealing a satisfied expression.

It could feel that every bite of flesh and blood it swallowed could bring it tremendous energy. Its stomach felt warm and the injuries in its body were healing faster.

Plus, there's a benefit, it also feels it.

That is, devouring its own kind will further increase its blood concentration. To put it another way, it will further increase its strength.

Although there are many benefits to devouring one's own kind, this behavior is naturally a taboo among dragons, and other dragons will attack them in groups.

However, Colasius did not take it seriously.

In this ice field where dragons rarely go, no one will know about this unless it itself and its vassals say anything.

"Damn bug, you're dead."

The proud Colasius couldn't help but recall 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, what will greet them will be pain and death!"

Colasius instructed the white-haired bear monster under his command.

"As you command, Your Majesty Corasius."
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at the same time.

At Winterhold College, there was a sudden knock on the door of Ryan's room.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Lord Ryan, are you there?"

It was Melita's voice.

"Wait a moment." Ryan, who had just finished adding some upgrades, opened the door.

Melita stood at the door with a parchment scroll in her hand, looking a little embarrassed, and said:
"Master Ryan, the instructor is holding an emergency meeting and may have to wait a while before he can see you."

"Oh, right, this is the map of the former residence of the Level 2 liquefied wizard nicknamed 'Cutter'. I'll give it to you first. His improved metal-based wizardry 'Cutting Net' should be inside the old residence."

"Thank you. As the dean of Winterhold College, your mentor is very busy. I understand." Ryan smiled slightly and didn't care.

He wasn't against meeting Melita's mentor.

However, he took the parchment scroll handed to him by Melita with great interest.

Just as he was about to open the parchment scroll and take a look, suddenly, there was a sound similar to that of fireworks exploding from the sky, and three snowflake-shaped patterns appeared in the sky.

"what?"

"Lord Ryan, this is an emergency assembly order for Winterhold College." Melita's face changed and she explained quickly.

Soon after, 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 had serious expressions.

Along the way, Ryan also learned from Melita that wizards at the Winterhold Academy generally wore white wizard robes, and ice wizards had ice pattern 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 the apprentices, a snowflake pattern is used, and the first to third level wizard apprentices are distinguished by one, two, and three snowflakes.

"Melita, why haven't you gone to the gathering yet?" Michael, who had met Melita before, looked at her 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."

"Just now, Dean Batalov and the academy's top management decided to immediately summon all official wizards in the academy and take this opportunity to destroy this proto-dragon." Michael said excitedly.

"No wonder I couldn't find my mentor just now. He must have been in an emergency meeting just now." Melita muttered to herself.

"Melita, aren't you coming yet?" Michael urged and left in a hurry.

"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, ever since Ryan came to Winterhold College, 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 had to see what Ryan meant.

"Let's go and take a look together." Ryan waved his hand and smiled.

"That's great. I thought you would be angry." Melita immediately 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 was a flying mount that was slightly larger than a griffin, but had a strange appearance.

The opponent has two different heads, one shaped like a lion and the other shaped like a goat. The same is true for the torso. The front half has ferocious claws like a lion, and the back half has a pair of goat hooves.

The opponent also has fleshy wings similar to those of a bat, and looks extremely ferocious.

Nearly twenty first-level wizards were listening respectfully on the side, and there were hundreds of wizard apprentices. Compared to the serious faces of the wizards, the expressions on the faces of the wizard apprentices were much more excited.

"Master Ryan, that is my mentor, Dean Batalov!" Melita pointed at the white-bearded old man from a distance and introduced him to Ryan.

"Hmm." Ryan looked at the other person.

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 power of crystallization, it would be difficult to convince others.

However, the opponent's breath seemed a bit obscure and unsmooth, probably because the injury mentioned before had not yet healed.

"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 is also participating in the Dragon Knight Reserve Assessment?

What a coincidence.

I was planning to take part in this year's Dragon Knight Reserve Assessment, so I could see the strength of this Lord Luther, Ryan thought.

"Huh, I didn't expect there are chimeras here. I thought chimeras were only found in Ferdinand Forest." Anna blinked her big eyes and looked at the chimeras carefully.

"Oh? Are there chimeras in Ferdinand Forest?" Ryan asked curiously.

"Well, actually in ancient times, Chimera was the exclusive flying mount of the elves, and it gradually spread later." Anna nodded and said.

"The strength of an adult chimera is roughly between a first-level wizard and a second-level wizard. However, this ice chimera and forest chimera have undergone significant changes. They can be considered subspecies," Anna distinguished and added.

"Miss Anna is indeed knowledgeable!" Melita couldn't help but praise.

The arrival of Ryan and his group did not cause much waves. After all, they all had young faces, and Anna and Ryan were both wearing white wizard robes. At first glance, they looked like students of Winterhold College.

However, Lagre's barbarian girl look still attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Melita, you are here. Please join the team. All of us first-level wizards will be mobilized this time." A young male wizard took the initiative to greet.

"Hey, this is the helper you found. She looks very capable, a rare female barbarian warrior."

"And she's very beautiful, Melita. If you don't mind, please introduce her to me." The male wizard said with a smile.

"Krutz, shut up and stop talking nonsense." Melita glanced at Ryan quickly, her heart pounding.

Cruz, you are an idiot. If you make Lord Ryan angry, you will be doomed.

"Huh?" The wizard Cruz was a little confused.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you." Lagre said seriously.

This made Cruz feel a little embarrassed and he walked away angrily.

"Lord Ryan, please don't mind. Cruz 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 lady Welty, as the vice president, began a brief pre-war deployment:

"In this operation, the first-level wizards are mainly responsible for intercepting the white-haired bear monsters. That is the lair of Corasius, and there are quite a lot of white-haired bear monsters there."

"As for the Proto-dragon, just leave it to Dean Batalov and us."

After hearing this battle plan, the first-level wizards all breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, with their strength, if they were to face the Proto-Dragon, they would probably be powerless. Level 1 witchcraft would hardly cause much damage to the Proto-Dragon with strong defense.

"Melita, you and your friends will join Team 1 and be responsible for dealing with the white-haired bear monster on the left side of the nest." Cruz said this and left in a hurry.

"Hmm? Let Lord Ryan deal with the white-haired bear monster?" Melita's eyes widened, and she looked at Cruz, who was in charge of the specific arrangements for the first-level wizards, as if she was looking at a fool. But Ryan laughed.

For him, this is actually a good thing.

At that time, Melita and he agreed to help the College of Winterhold kill the Proto-Dragon, but she didn't really say how to help.

Logically speaking, according to the request of Winterhold College, Ryan helped to stop the white-haired bear monster and also carried out the agreement.

As long as he can get some dragon blood at the last moment, it will be fine.

"Melita, if the College of Winterhold can deal with that proto-dragon, that would be a good thing."

"Well! I hope so, Lord Ryan, let's go over there first and talk about it." After listening to this, Melita sighed and did not insist on finding Cruz to change the combat mission.

"Don't worry, Melita. If something really happens, are you still worried that Ryan will just watch you die without helping?" Anna pulled Melita's sleeve and comforted her.

"That's true." Melita suddenly realized something, her eyes lit up, and she nodded.

The College of Winterhold has raised a number of giant ice owls, basically enough for two official wizards to ride one together.

Therefore, after the combat mission was deployed, more than a dozen ice giant owls and an ice chimera soon flew towards their destination - the nest of the Proto-Dragon Corasius.

Since the horned hippogryph was relatively slow, Ryan took the three women and rode on Blood Feather, hanging far behind.

This made many official wizards of the College of Winterhold feel very angry.

With three female companions?

Damn, are you going to fight?
About two hours later.

When everyone arrived near Colasius's lair, they found that the number of white-haired bear monsters that used to appear frequently around the area seemed to have suddenly decreased a lot.

"Huh? The number of white-haired bear monsters has decreased a lot. Is it because of too many casualties in the frequent battles?"

"No, if the Proto-Dragon is indeed 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'll know if we go to the entrance of the nest."

As the Ice Owl landed, the few white-haired bear monsters around it were quickly killed before they could even issue a warning.

Led by the senior leaders of the College of Winterhold, they advanced unstoppably all the way to the main entrance of Corasius' lair.

At this time, Ryan and his group who had just arrived also came to the entrance of the nest. It was called a nest, but in fact it was just a huge glacier cave.

Moreover, it seems that because the Protosaurus Coraxus is extremely large, the height of this cave alone reaches 40 to 50 meters, and the diameter is slightly smaller, but still more than 30 meters.

At this time, the white-haired bear monsters seemed to have reacted as roars rang out one after another inside the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a dense group of white-haired bear monsters rushed out and organized a defense at the door.

Seeing this scene, 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."

"Besides, based on Colasius' temper last time, he would have come out to fight if he had seen us provoking him at the door."

"This means that the opponent must be seriously injured this time!"

After hearing the two people's analysis, the Chimaira Knight Luther, who was holding a huge spiked tower shield, looked a little more relaxed.

The nervous first-level wizards at the back all felt relieved.

"Great."

“However, you have to be careful. Even if the Ancestral 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 earning the title of dragon slayer."

Soon, the battle began. Led by two crystallized wizards Batalov and Chimera Knight Luther, whose strength had reached the legendary level, the wizards of Winterhold Academy were in high spirits.

Various flying ice crystals, ice arrows, and even a second-level witchcraft blizzard were wreaking havoc in the nest, forcing the white-haired bear monster to retreat step by step.

For a time, the battle progressed with unstoppable force.

"Teacher, I want to report something important to you." At this time, Melita finally squeezed next to her mentor.

"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 deep in the cave.

"hold head high!!!"

"It's Corasius!" Batalov's face became serious, and he said to Melita: "Melita, we can talk about it later if there is anything."

"Sir Luther, I'll have to trouble you to take action next."

"Yes, Dean Batalov." Luther, holding the spiked tower shield, said with a serious face.

"Welty, the rest of you summon ice and blizzard elements to cooperate with Lord Luther."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Dean." The beautiful woman Welty and other second-level liquefied wizards nodded.

Seeing that her mentor had no time to pay attention to her, Melita was so anxious that she jumped up and down.

"Dong~dong~"

At this time, the huge figure of the Proto-Dragon Corasius was revealed as the ground shook slightly.

Batalov and the others were delighted to see the Proto-Dragon Corasius appear, because they could clearly see the obvious scabs on the other's back.

The last time Batalov and Koracius fought, the opponent's injury was not on the back, which means it 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 opponent's back.

"The other party was indeed injured!" said the beautiful woman Welty and others in surprise.

"Great!" Luther also showed a smile on his face.

In this case, Colasius' strength will inevitably be reduced due to the injury, and relatively speaking, his risk will be much smaller.

"Wizards of Winterhold, you are courting your own destruction!" Upon seeing that the people coming were actually wizards from Winterhold, Colasius's pupils flickered a few times, and in an instant, he thought of a plan.

It pretended to say this angrily, and then took a step back without leaving any trace.

This scene was naturally seen clearly by the careful Batalov, Luther and others.

"Dean Batalov, I'll go first!" Seeing this, Luther had no time to hesitate. After saying this, he immediately rushed forward with the spiked tower shield in his hand.

But the next second, something happened that shocked everyone present!

"Oh!"

Colasius swung his claws as big as door panels, and instead of retreating, he advanced and slammed into the spiked tower shield.

With just one strike, Luther, the legendary flying knight, was blasted aside!
As easy as a tiger slapping a rabbit away.

Luther was seen as if he was hit by a train. With a whoosh, he was embedded in the glacier wall in the nest. The surrounding glaciers quickly spread with a circle of huge spider-web-like cracks.

This shows how powerful the casual attack that Colasius just made was!

"This is impossible!" Barotaf's eyes widened in shock, and his white eyebrows and beard flew up.

"How can he be so strong?!" The beautiful woman Welty opened her mouth slightly with a look of shock when she saw this scene.

According to their previous plan, it shouldn't be a problem for the legendary Luther, holding a spiked tower shield, to hold off the injured Proto-Dragon Corasius in front.

It might be difficult to resist, but it would only take a few seconds, and after they cast some negative energy spells on Colasius, they should be able to balance the odds.

Next, the wizards of Winterhold College, led by him, can launch magical attacks with ease.

As long as we proceed step by step, I think the opponent should have no chance of turning the tables.

But what's going on now?

A knight of legendary level can't even withstand a single attack?
Then how can we fight!
"Dean, look, Colasius's injury has actually healed?!"

Welty's beautiful eyes were fixed on the scab on Colasius's back. It seemed that because of the opponent's attack just now, the scab had fallen off, revealing new skin and flesh. It had actually healed completely.

"What! How can it be possible to heal so quickly? This doesn't make sense!"

"No, the opponent's aura is stronger!" As someone who had fought head-on with the Ancestral Dragon Corasius, Barotaf felt it most clearly.

Just now, because Colasius deliberately concealed it, and he had previously thought that Colasius was injured, Barotaf did not notice the difference. But at this moment, as the Proto-Dragon launched his attack, his aura could no longer be hidden.

In an instant, Balotaev'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 ended up with both sides suffering losses.

Not only has he not recovered from his injuries yet, but in comparison, the other party has not only recovered, but his strength has also improved. What can he do?
Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the wizards present were covered with a layer of haze.

Ruined!
And Luther, who was at the front and was trapped in the glacier wall, was struggling to climb out, his heart was cold.

Damn, I should have been more careful!

He was invited by the College of Winterhold to slay the dragon this time, so he would not have agreed rashly.

It was precisely because the College of Winterhold had told him with certainty that the Proto-Dragon Corasius had been seriously injured that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He thought that before participating in the dragon knight reserve selection, he might be able to take this opportunity to obtain the honor of being a dragon slayer.

Because in the eyes of the five-colored dragons of the empire, killing the evil dragon is a plus point in the selection.

But unexpectedly, this time he failed to kill the dragon, but he might have lost his life here.

"Everyone, retreat quickly!" Batalov, as the president of Winterhold Academy, was experienced in combat. When he saw that the situation was hopeless, he made a decision instantly and shouted.

He immediately began to chant spells and cast magic, as if intending to cover the retreat of the wizards from 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 sharp claws to block the giant ice spikes, and the next second, he crushed them to pieces!

"Despicable insect, you're dreaming of escaping?" Looking at the fleeing wizards, Colasius showed a mocking look on his face.

"This time, you will all be buried here. Death is your final destination! Scream!"

As the proto-dragon's chest vibrated, it resounded throughout the nest like a shrill declaration from a tweeter.

"hold head high!!"

A breath of icy blue dragon swept around.
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, causing Melita at the back of the team to look anxious.

Just as 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 swimming rapidly 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 College, including Michael, looked at Ryan in surprise as he rushed towards the Proto-Dragon Corahius, wondering, is this guy trying to kill himself?

A first-level wizard dares to challenge Colasius?

Crazy?
Out of curiosity, these people slowed down their pace unconsciously and turned to look at Ryan.

(End of this chapter)