Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys

Chapter 987: Chapter 348: Second Form (Double-Length Chapter)

In the high sky, on the rapidly flying Blood Feathered Horned Eagle.

Anna pointed anxiously to the canyon on one side of the Cold Fall Mountains: “Rein, look over there!”

Following Anna’s direction, Rein looked far away and saw, in the winding canyon below, a huge creature resembling a winged lizard rampaging among the people.

Rein squinted his eyes and immediately controlled the Blood Feather, diving down toward the canyon.

As the distance quickly closed, the enormous figure of the creature became clearer, and the brave fighting figures against it quickly caught Rein’s eye.

“Horned helmet, animal hide, battle axe, rugged appearance….”

Several words instantly flashed in Rein’s mind: “Barbarian Tribe!”

“Oh no, Lord Rein, this…this seems to be that Ancestor Dragon—Kolaxius!” Merita also saw the situation below clearly at this time and immediately said in shock.

“White-furred Bear Monsters are attacking the front of the barbarian formation, Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius is rampaging in the middle, and a group of humans dressed as mercenaries, led by several people in black robes, are attacking the rear of the barbarian formation.”

“It’s over; this situation is simply a foregone defeat…” Merita was shocked and murmured.

The entire scene of battle had already made its way into Rein’s sight.

The situation was indeed as Merita described.

Although the barbarians were attacked from both sides, Rein saw that they were still valiantly counterattacking, and the situation was not entirely hopeless.

To break the siege, it’s clear that the focus is on the Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius. Only by dealing with it can there be a chance to turn the tide of battle.

Rein continued to control the Blood Feather, quickly diving towards the canyon area.

…

Meanwhile, a Black Flame Monk observing the battle from the heights of the Cold Fall Mountains also spotted the Blood Feather’s trace, immediately turning his head to alert Kroli:

“Chief Priest Kroli, look, what is that?”

Following his subordinate’s direction, Kroli looked confusedly at the small dot gradually enlarging in the sky: “Could it be the Great Priest? But why would it be just one person?”

“Ah, it doesn’t seem to be Great Priest Erikson. No one in our sect has a flying mount with a purplish-blue color.”

“Besides, Great Priest Erikson loves grand scenes; he never travels alone.”

The two exchanged glances, unable to understand the origin of the person.

After all, with the battle below, anyone with a normal mind wouldn’t involve themselves.

In this situation, only a Dragon Knight from the Dragan Empire could possibly repel Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius and turn the tide.

Otherwise, anyone else coming would be pointless!

But the opponent’s flying mount clearly was a bird, not a Giant Dragon, so it couldn’t be an Imperial Guardian-level character.

“Could it be reinforcements summoned by the barbarians?” The two simultaneously had the same thought.

Kroli watched the Blood Feather’s flight trajectory and realized the opponent was truly heading toward the center of the battlefield, straight at Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius. He shook his head, sighed, and said:

“Where did the Norton folks find such allies? Bold, not afraid to die.”

“Unfortunately, it’s just seeking death.” Another person in the black robe shook his head and said.

“By the way, why hasn’t Great Priest Erikson arrived yet? Calculating the time, he should be arriving soon.” Kroli furrowed his brows and muttered to himself.

…

The same thought flashed through the mind of a White-furred Bear Monster Priest running below.

By now, several of them had rushed down from one side of the mountain. After all, as vassals of Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius, upon seeing their master appear, they naturally wouldn’t stand by and watch like before.

Assisting in battle is a must.

…

As Blood Feather got closer to the center of the battlefield, Rein swiftly assessed the combat prowess of Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius.

At this moment, he saw a familiar Giant Shield and a familiar figure charging towards Kolaxius!

“Lagaray!” Anna also widened her beautiful eyes and exclaimed.

Clearly, she also saw Lagaray.

The female barbarian warrior holding a Giant Shield was remarkably conspicuous even in the fierce battlefield.

However, the next second brought a surge of anger.

Because Lagaray, as well as four or five other barbarian warriors, were all sent flying tens of meters away by a strike from Kolaxius’ dragon wing, heavily crashing onto the ground, clearly suffering serious injuries.

“Anna, you control the Blood Feather, find a chance to rescue Lagaray.” Rein’s voice was unusually calm and cold at this moment.

“Rein, then you…” Anna instantly guessed something, turned her head, and saw Rein’s frosty face, making her inability to utter a word of persuasion.

Indeed.

If it were her instead of Lagaray injured now, Rein would undoubtedly charge down without hesitation.

…

Merita still intended to suggest to Rein to consider things carefully, as judging from the entire battle, it seemed impossible to reverse the defeat.

Unless an individual could openly defeat Kolaxius.

But how could that be possible?

Given this unfavorable circumstance, even if the Wizards from Winterfort Academy came out in full force, it would be difficult to help the barbarians turn the tide.

In Merita’s heart, at this moment, there was no possibility of salvaging the battlefield.

If Lord Rein’s intention was to rescue the person named Lagaray, the best choice now would be to have Blood Feathered Horned Eagle seize them and flee.

Regarding Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius, naturally, the best course is to first go to Winterfort Academy and, after discussing with the academy’s high level, make further plans.