The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 367 Feng Peng
Ryan made up his mind that next time, he must save more attribute points.

At this time, Batalov and others who were watching the battle from afar in the sky quickly controlled the Ice Owl and slowly landed it, while Anna on the side also ran over quickly and arrived next to Ryan first.

Anna looked at the injuries on Ryan's body anxiously, then stopped immediately, chanted a spell quickly, and green light flashed in her hands. Green leaves emitting light green light began to linger around Ryan's body, like a green vine circling upwards.

The next second, green leaves automatically covered Ryan's unhealed wounds.

Especially in the penetrating wounds on the waist and abdomen where granulation tissue is growing, the green light is the most intense and covered with the largest number of green leaves.

Ryan felt a slight cool sensation coming from the wounds all over his body.

He looked down and saw that even the most serious penetrating wound on his waist and abdomen had begun to scab over quickly under the combined effects of Anna's natural witchcraft 'Healing' and his own top talent 'High-Speed ​​Healing'.

The injury is no longer serious.

"Lord Ryan, are you okay?" At this time, Melita had already run up to Ryan and asked with concern.

"It's okay, just a minor injury!" Ryan waved his hand and said.

"Dean Batalov, Ms. Welty, why are you all here?"

"Sir Ryan, the commotion on your side is so loud, how could we not notice it?" The beautiful woman Welty looked at Ryan and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This young man in front of her, who was not even half her age, had actually killed a projection of a god head-on in the battle just now!

"Sir Ryan, I suggest that we return to the academy first. Winterhold Academy is protected by a high-level wizard array. Even for a projection of a god, it would not be easy to get in." Batalov stepped forward and said.

"No, thank you for Dean Batalov's kindness, but I don't want to cause trouble for Winterhold College." Ryan waved his hand and said.

"Just now, the other party claimed to be the god worshipped by the Poseidon Cult. Dean Batalov, that person should be the legendary goddess of the underworld, Hela, right?"

Ryan mentioned Hela's name bluntly, not afraid that she would cause trouble for him.

After all, the battle just now had already caused a big grudge between him and the opponent.

Anyway, Ryan didn't think the other party would let him go.

In that case, there is nothing he dare not mention.

"Yes, it should be her." Batalov's face became serious and he nodded.

"I have seen some records about him in ancient books. He is very suitable in all aspects, such as black robe, girlish appearance, proficiency in water magic, etc."

"Plus what Lord Ryan said and the other party's personal admission, it must be that person without a doubt," Batalov added.

Ren nodded.

He had also heard a saying that God would not lie to mortals.

"Well, it seems that I have to return to the core territory of the empire as soon as possible. Anna, let's go now!" Ryan turned and said to Anna beside him.

In the Sword Branch of Munster, Ryan looked up some relevant information about the gods. One of the secrets was that gods whose duties overlapped in a certain field were basically mortal enemies.

Therefore, as long as there is a temple of the monsoon and ocean goddess in a city, it will not be easy for Hela, the goddess of the underworld, to descend.

Once it arrives, it will quickly attract the attention of the monsoon and ocean goddess.

Of course, if they were in the imperial capital, relying on human's own strength would also make Hela, the goddess of the underworld, very wary. The dozens of imperial guardians would make it difficult for her to escape even though she has not yet fully recovered.

What's more, there is also His Majesty the Emperor of the Dragun Empire, who has unfathomable strength and successfully ascended to demigod but is seriously injured.

"Ryan, then aren't we going to the Norton tribe to find LaGre?" Anna couldn't help but ask.

"It's not appropriate to go now." Ryan shook his head.

The methods of the gods were mysterious and unpredictable. If he carried some hidden mark of the gods, then if he went to the Norton tribe, he would bring disaster to the barbarian tribe and Lagre.

Ryan didn't want to take that risk.

"Melita, help me go to the Norton barbarian tribe and find a girl named Lagre." Ryan thought for a moment and instructed.

A few minutes later, Batalov and other people from Winterhold Academy rode the Ice Owl back to Winterhold Academy, while Ryan and Anna rode the Bloodfeather Hippogryph and galloped towards the southern sky.

At this time, a transparent human figure suddenly emerged from a stream in the glacier valley and instantly changed into the form of a black-robed girl.

It was Hela, whose breath had greatly weakened.

Just now, she did not die, nor did she disappear. She simply left the center of the valley and hid in the trickling stream.

This is because the energy of the projection has been consumed to the point where only one tenth of it remains.

Hela knew that even if she continued to fight, she would be unable to do anything to Ryan and would only bring humiliation upon herself.

A god wanted to hide himself deliberately and had no intention of attacking. With Ryan's current strength, it was naturally impossible to detect it.

At this moment, the black-robed girl transformed by Hela looked at the blood-feathered horned eagle beast flying away in the sky, her eyes flickering, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"South?"

I saw her figure sink into the stream again, and appear the next second in the stream several miles away.

The direction was actually still towards the south.

In addition, her speed is several times faster than that of the Blood-Feathered Hippogryph.

at the same time.

On the back of the Bloodfeather Hippogryph, Ryan was checking the previous battle prompts:

[Congratulations, you defeated a strong enemy and gained 24 gold skill point! 】

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

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

With the end of his battle with the projection of Hela, the goddess of the underworld, the King of Thousand Blades (Epic) profession level successfully reached lv12, allowing Ryan to gain 1 attribute point and 1 skill point again.

Subtracting the 2 attribute points he used in battle, the total remaining attribute points is now 1 points and the remaining skill points is 5 points.

This also made Ryan frown slightly, because this attribute point was too few.

But it’s not difficult to improve.

After he changed his job to a tailor, he hasn't had time to upgrade himself and is still at tailor level 1.

In other words, in a short period of time, Ryan can obtain considerable attribute points and skill points by upgrading his tailoring profession level.

As for the gold skill points, there were 28 points left after consuming 16 points last time, and this time I gained another 27 points, so at this moment it has reached 40 points.

After a little thought, Ryan felt that he still needed to go to Marne City first, at least to tell Luther what was happening there.

Not to mention that Luther and he are partners in the gold mine. The Snyder family, to which the other party belongs, has been operating in the province of Marne for many years. This matter may be of great significance to them.

In addition, he didn't know whether Lagre would immediately set out for Munster to meet him after receiving the news.

If Lagre will stay here for a while, he also needs Luther to take proper care of the Norton tribe. As for the barbarians, they are not lacking in strong physique and fighting power, but they lack good weapons and sufficient food. If they can be helped at this level, the fighting power of the entire Norton tribe will be further improved.

So Ryan controlled the Bloodfeather Hippogryph, slightly adjusted its position, and moved rapidly towards the southwest.

At this moment, on the back of the horned eagle, Anna asked worriedly, "Ryan, was that really the incarnation of the god just now?"

"It's not really an incarnation, it's just a projection of Hela, the goddess of the underworld sea worshipped by the Poseidon Cult."

In order to comfort Anna, Ryan naturally spoke in a light tone.

But Anna was even more worried.

Because even in Ferdinand Forest and the Druid Ring, when it comes to the gods, even the powerful elven elders have solemn expressions and speak carefully.

After a long while, Anna said weakly: "Ryan, even if your enemy is really a god, I will stand by your side."

Ryan felt warm in his heart when he heard this, and he couldn't help laughing at the same time, saying, "Anna, are you talking to me sweetly?"

Ryan's smiling teasing made Anna's fair face blush immediately.

Even though she had already had an intimate relationship with Lei, she was still quite shy.

However, facing Ryan's teasing, Anna's original worries were diluted a lot.

Soon, the Blood-Feathered Hippogryph flew over the city of Marne.

At this time, two patrolling griffin knights in the sky quickly came over.

However, one of them, seeing the purple-blue horned eagle under Ryan's crotch, couldn't help but mutter: "Hey, why does the other party look so familiar?"

"Flying knight, please tell us your identity or origin!" another griffin knight shouted.

"I am a sword bearer from the Munster branch, Ryan."

"What? You are Lord Ryan!" The two men's eyes suddenly widened and exclaimed.

Another person whispered to himself: "No wonder, this is the Blood Feather Hippogryph."

Seeing the two griffin knights so shocked, both Anna and Ryan were quite confused.

After a quick conversation, the two suddenly realized what was going on.

It turned out that a day ago, the Ice Claw Bear Mercenaries had safely escorted the head of the deep-sea giant Dune, as well as the bodies of the high priest of the Poseidon Cult, Havers, and the high priest of the Slippery Blade Naga, Ursula, to the city of Marne.

Under the arrangement of Chimera Knight Luther, Duke Snyder attached great importance to this matter and held a parade in Marne City. Therefore, now almost everyone in Marne City has heard of Ryan's name.

"Just in time! I have an urgent matter to discuss with Lord Luther. Could you please lead the way for me?"

"Of course, Lord Ryan, please come with us!"

After hearing Ryan's words, the two naturally did not dare to delay and immediately led the way and flew towards Duke Snyder's mansion.

Half an hour later, in Duke Snyder's mansion.

"What!" Luther looked at Ryan with an expression of inexplicable horror.

"Sir Leilan, what did you just say? Did you fight with the guy from the Poseidon Cult?!"

Even with Luther's strength, his head was buzzing when he heard the news.

You know, that’s a god!

Even if it was just a projection of his will, he didn't think he had any chance of defeating the other party.

But Ryan did it!

"Yes, Lord Luther, you heard me right. How could I joke about such a thing?"

"By the way, please inform the person in charge of the Sword Bearers branch in Marne Province as soon as possible. I think this news is very important to them. When they arrive, I will tell you the details."

"Of course, Lord Ryan, I will send someone to notify the Sword Bearers branch of Marne Province right now."

About a quarter of an hour later.

The loud cries of griffins were heard in the sky above Duke Snyder's mansion.

I saw a middle-aged man, about forty or fifty years old, with a burly build and wearing the uniform of an imperial admiral, who jumped off the griffin nimbly, followed by a man and a woman.

"Mr. Ryan, this is Admiral Howie, and these two are the heads of the Sword Bearers branch of the Marne Province."

"Admiral Howie, this is the Lord Ryan I mentioned to you."

"Sir Ryan, I've long heard of your name." Admiral Howie said, holding Ryan's hand enthusiastically.

"Hello, Lord Ryan." The man and woman behind Admiral Howie also bowed slightly and said respectfully.

Ren nodded.

Although he felt that the two men seemed too respectful to him, after all, they were both heads of the Sword Bearer Department, and there was no need to be so respectful to him, a Sword Bearer from the distant province of Munster.

Even so, he is a diamond-level sword wielder.

Half a day later.

A slim girl in a black robe came to Beverly Hills.

She just glanced at the towering Beverly Mountains and the Fengpeng flying across the sky from time to time, and nodded slightly.

"This is it."

As her figure flashed, she quickly moved towards the nest of the giant wind eagles deep in the Beverly Mountains.

What was surprising was that, faced with this obviously alien being, all the Feng Pengs had an instinctive fear and did not dare to approach, let alone attack.

Even the stronger male hunting wind roc immediately made way when he saw the other party approaching.

The mutated Fengpeng, which was even rarer in number, also bowed slightly and lowered its head in a very humane manner.

The black-robed girl also slowly came to the deepest part of Fengpeng's nest.

"Great Goddess of the Underworld, what brings you to me?" When Queen Fengpeng saw the other party, she was slightly startled, and her anthropomorphic expression seemed quite surprised, but then she came to her senses and said.

"I want you to do me a favor. A human is about to pass through Beverly Pass. Please help me kill him."

"Hmm?" Queen Feng Peng was obviously confused.

The goddess of the underworld, Hela, in front of her was far more powerful than her, yet she actually needed her help to kill a mortal?
But due to the ancient covenant of the Fengpeng clan, Queen Fengpeng did not have the right to refuse.

"There is a trace of my breath on the other party. With this, I can sense the other party's position." Hela stretched out his white palm, and a thumb-sized crystal condensed from black water flew up from the air and slowly floated towards the Queen of Fengpeng.

"The crystallization of divine power?!" Queen Feng Peng's eyes lit up and she said happily.

(End of this chapter)