Chapter 351: Fighting the Proto-Dragon Again (Two Chapters in One)

"Huh? How powerful are barbarians?"

When Diam took a look, he was confused at first, but after carefully examining the wound, he confirmed that Corasius was indeed seriously injured, and he was immediately reassured.

"Yes, Diam, if you are interested in conquering the barbarians, you can try it. They are now in the canyon on the east side of the Hanluo Mountains."

"Lord Corasius, you are injured, and my strength is even less powerful." Diam felt itchy in his heart.

It has always been extremely envious of Corasius for being able to gather so many furbolgs as vassals.

Look, even if they are injured, there are furbolgs helping to hunt those sweet prey without having to do it themselves.

This is the life of a dragon.

Unlike me, hunting still requires hard work.

"Haha, after my attack, their strength was greatly damaged. With your strength, you have a chance."

"In addition, I will tell you a way, which will definitely succeed. Come over here." Corasius said bewitchingly.

"Uh" Diam glanced at the seriously injured Cora Hughes, but still could not resist the temptation and took a few steps closer to Cora Hughes.

"Well, there is a guy in the barbarian tribe who is very strong. My injury was caused by that guy." As Corasius told him, Diam listened in rapt attention and couldn't help but take another step forward.

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

"Crack!"

Corathius, who was three times the size of an ordinary archosaur, immediately bit Diam's head open, then shook his short and thick neck vigorously, and soon 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 Corasius would be so cunning, and that he would dare to directly kill his own kind!

"Bah!"

Corathius devoured the corpses of his kind.

The white-haired furbolgs on the side all stared blankly, dumbfounded.

this.

His Majesty Corasius actually ate the same kind of Archosaur Dragon? !

This is so cruel!

The corners of Corasius's mouth, which was full of flesh and blood residue, were slightly raised, showing an expression of satisfaction.

He could feel that every mouthful of flesh and blood he swallowed brought him tremendous energy, his stomach felt warm, and his body's injuries were healing at an accelerated pace.

In addition, there is a benefit, it is also felt.

That is, devouring the same kind will further increase its blood concentration. In other words, it will further increase its strength.

Although there are many benefits to eating the same kind, this behavior is naturally taboo among dragons, and other dragons will attack it in groups.

However, Corasius was not impressed.

In the ice field where dragons are inaccessible, as long as it doesn't tell it itself or the gang of vassals under its command, no one will know about it.

"Damn bug, you're dead."

The proud Coracius couldn't help but recall the figure who stabbed it.

"Soon, soon"

"I'm going to take a nap, and you go watch 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!"

Corasius warned the white-haired bear 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 in Renn's room.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Lord Ren, are you there?"

It was Melita's voice.

"Wait a moment." Renn, who had just finished adding points and improved, opened the door.

Melita was seen standing at the door slightly embarrassed, holding a parchment in her hand, and said:

"Sir Ren, the mentor 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 'The Cutter'. I'll give it to you first. The other party's improved metal-based witchcraft 'Cutting Net' should be in the old residence."

"Thank you. As the dean of Winterhold College, your mentor is busy with work. I can understand that." Renn smiled slightly and didn't care.

He didn't mind meeting Melita's mentor.

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

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

"Huh?"

"Lord Ren, this is an emergency assembly order from Winterhold College." Melita's expression changed and she quickly explained.

Immediately afterwards, there was a noise in the corridor, and many white-robed wizards with the same icy rib tattoo on their chests as Melita appeared. Most of them had serious faces.

Along the way, Ren also learned from Melita that wizards at Winterhold College generally wear white wizard robes, and ice wizards have ice-edge patterns on their cuffs and chests.

A first-level wizard has one ice edge, and a second-level wizard has two. The tallest one is Melita's mentor, the dean of Winterhold College. The three ice edges represent the powerful strength of the third-level crystallized wizard.

As for the apprentices, they use snowflake patterns. From the first to the third level wizard apprentices, they are divided into one, two and three snowflakes to distinguish them.

"Melita, why don't you go to the gathering?" Michael, who had met once before, looked at Melita in surprise and said.

"What's wrong? Michael."

"Just now the academy received the latest news that the ancestor dragon Corahus 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 ancestor dragon." Michael said excitedly.

"No wonder I didn't find the instructor just now. I think he was holding 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 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 view, 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, and the same was true for the torso. The front half had 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 breath, 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 the public.

However, the other party's breath 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 planned to participate in this year's Dragon Knight Reserve Assessment. I can see the strength of this Lord Luther. Ryan said in his heart.

"Huh, I didn't expect there are chimeras here. I thought there were only chimeras 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, chimeras were the exclusive flying mounts of elves, and then they gradually spread." Anna nodded and said.

"The strength of an adult chimera is about between a first-level wizard and a second-level wizard, but this ice field chimera and forest chimera have changed a lot, so it can be considered a subspecies." Anna distinguished and added.

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

The arrival of Ryan and his party did not cause 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 out." A young male wizard took the initiative to greet.

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

"She is also 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.

Krutz, you idiot, if you make Lord Ryan angry, you're done.

"Huh?" The male 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 lady Welty, as the vice dean, 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 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 breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, with their strength, if they faced the proto-dragon, they would probably be unable to do so. 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 deal with the white bear monster on the left side of the nest." Krutz left after saying this.

"Huh? Let Lord Ryan deal with the white 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 ancestor dragon, but she didn't really say how to help.

Logically speaking, according to the requirements of Winterhold Academy, Ryan helped to stop the white 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, it would be fine.

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

"Hey! I hope so, Lord Ryan, let's go there first." Melita sighed after hearing this, 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 you?" Anna pulled Melita's sleeve and comforted her.

"That's right." Melita suddenly figured out something, her eyes lit up, and nodded.

Winterhold College has raised a lot of ice giant owls, basically two formal wizards can ride one together.

So, after the combat mission was deployed, soon, more than a dozen ice giant owls plus an ice chimera flew towards the destination-the lair of the proto-dragon Corasius.

Because the speed of the horned eagle was relatively slow, Ryan took the three women and rode 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 the lair of Colasius, they found that the number of white-haired bear monsters that used to appear 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, let's go to the entrance of the lair and see."

As the ice giant owl landed, a small number of white-haired bear monsters around were quickly killed before they could even issue a warning.

Under the leadership of the senior management of the Winterhold Academy, everyone was unstoppable and killed all the way to the main entrance of Colasius's lair.

At this time, Ryan and his party, 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 seems that because of the extra large size of the ancestor dragon Corasius, 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 sounded one after another inside the cave.

Then, dense white-haired bear monsters rushed out and organized defenses at the door.

Seeing this scene, Batalov and Welty smiled and looked at each other, saying:

"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 saw us provoking at the door and came out to fight."

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

Hearing the analysis of the two, Chimera Knight Luther, who was holding a huge spiked tower shield, looked a little more relaxed.

And the nervous first-level wizards behind were relieved.

"Great."

"However, 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 two crystal wizards Batalov and Chimera Knight Luther, who had reached the legendary level, the wizards of Winterburg Academy were in high spirits.

All kinds of ice crystals, ice arrows, and even the second-level witchcraft blizzards flying all over the sky were raging in the nest, beating the white-haired bear monster back step by step.

For a while, 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 when 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, if there is anything, we will talk about it later."

"Sir Luther, next, I will trouble you to take action."

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

"Welty, you guys summon ice elements and blizzard elements to cooperate with Sir Luther."

"Yes, Dean." The beautiful woman Welty and other second-level liquefied wizards nodded one after another.

Seeing that her mentor had no time to take care of her, Melita on the side was anxious and jumped.

"Dong~Dong~"

At this time, the huge figure of the ancestor dragon Corasius appeared with a slight vibration of the ground.

Batalov and others were delighted to see the appearance of the Proto-dragon Colasius, because they clearly saw the obvious scab on the other side's back.

The last time Batalov and Colasius fought, 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!" The beautiful woman Welty and others said in surprise.

"Great!" Luther's face also showed a smile.

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 people coming were actually wizards of Winterburg, Colasius's vertical pupils flashed a few times, and in an instant, he thought of a plan.

It pretended to say this sentence angrily, and then it retreated slightly without leaving any trace.

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

"Dean Batalov, I'll go first!" Seeing this, Luther would not hesitate. After 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 slammed into the spiked tower shield.

With just one blow, Luther, a legendary flying knight, was blasted aside!

As easily 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 blow just now!

"This is impossible!!" Barotav 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 opened her mouth slightly when she saw this scene, with a shocked expression.

According to their previous plan, the legendary Luther, holding the spiked tower shield, should have no problem resisting the injured Proto-dragon Corasius in front.

It might be hard to resist, but after a few seconds, they should be able to roughly equalize after casting some negative energy magic on Corasius.

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's going on now?

A legendary knight can't even withstand a single move?

How can we 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 could it be healed so quickly! This is totally unreasonable!"

"No, the opponent's aura is stronger!" As someone who had fought head-on with the ancestor dragon Colasius, Barotafu felt it most clearly.

Just now, because Colasius deliberately concealed it, and he thought Colasius was injured, Barotafu did not 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 fell 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 comparison, the opponent has not only recovered, but also improved in strength. How can this be done!

Seeing this scene, all the wizards present were covered with a layer of haze.

It's over!

And Luther, who was at the front and was trapped in the glacier wall at this moment, 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 the evil dragon is a plus point for the selection.

But unexpectedly, this time the dragon was not slain, but it is very likely that his life will be left here.

"Everyone, retreat quickly!" Batalov, as the dean of the Winterhold Academy, had rich combat experience. 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 resist the giant ice spikes, and the next second, he suddenly crushed them!

"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 from a tweeter.

"Ang!!"

A breath of ice-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 to help, before she could speak, 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.

And 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.