Pioneer Wizard's Notebook

Chapter 74 Dragonborn Axe Warrior

"The world is so complex, we can't use spells targeting the mind recklessly."

Linde sighed, as he approached Heda.

He reached out and grasped the dragon crystal chain around Heda's pale neck with his right thumb and forefinger.

The fire of the sun gathers at your fingertips.

With a little force, the chain snapped.

The ice crystals and dragon scales on Heda's body turned into ice shards.

Freed from its restraints, the cold poison that had accumulated in the Dragon Crystal Chains over a long period of time erupted.

The half-werewolf girl collapsed, pale-faced, and was caught by Lind.

"Let's rest here for a while. We can chat back at the manor after I deal with that lizard head."

Seeing Heda's lips trembling, Lind helped her sit down on the ground.

He pressed down on her shoulders to prevent her from getting up, indicating that she should stay put.

The forceful move made Heda somewhat reluctant.

But seeing the unyielding look in the young man's eyes, she simply said "oh" and didn't stand up again.

Only the wolf's tail swayed restlessly, displaying its last bit of stubbornness.

Linde gripped his twin swords and took a step forward.

Under his gaze, Lucas struggled to his feet and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, what just happened? Why does my head hurt so much! Human, what have you done?!"

Lucas clutched his throbbing head, trying to recall what had just happened.

But I found my mind was completely blank.

The fear of the unknown caused the lizardman's vertical pupils to contract continuously.

"Since you're curious, why don't you come visit my lab?"

"I'll tell you all my secrets there, and yours too, of course. We'll have many wonderful nights," Golind said, his gaze shifting between Lucas's dragon-blooded body and his scepter, a happy smile on his face.

Sitting at home, materials are delivered right to my door; there are good people in White Frost Dragonborn.

This condescending attitude, as if looking at a piece of meat, completely enraged Lucas.

"You think you've won? The Dragonborn's wrath will tear everything here to shreds!"

I felt the sword energy rushing towards me.

Lucas spat out a mouthful of blood towards the Ancestral Spirit Scepter.

Ancestral Call: Dragonborn Axe Warrior!

The gems on the scepter radiate spiritual light, becoming a bridge connecting the real world and the spiritual realm at this moment.

Lucas's body swelled up rapidly.

He opened his free left hand, and a battle axe formed of condensed ice appeared in his hand.

The sword blade clashed with the battle axe.

The overwhelming force knocked Lind back.

"This kind of combat technique? Interesting, other spiritual forces have taken over the body's control."

Lind remained calm; instead, he was pleasantly surprised by the lizardman's performance.

The other person's state was somewhat like that of the raven he possessed.

But not through a spiritual contract, but through the crystal at the top of the scepter.

It possesses the ability to communicate between the spirit world and reality, and summons the spirit of a deceased dragonborn warrior to descend!

boom!

Lucas, the White Frost Priest, revealed a frenzied fighting spirit in his eyes, completely transforming into a Dragonborn Axe Warrior.

He brandished his battle axe and charged towards Lind.

Linde crossed his two swords, attempting to block the battle axe.

However, the strength the opponent displayed at this moment exceeded expectations.

The knight's longsword could not withstand the weight and shattered on the spot, with only the wolf king's straight sword struggling to hold on.

Linde held the sword in one hand and raised his other hand, an invisible wave spreading out.

The power fluctuation rune released a shockwave that instantly crushed the battle axe.

The axe warrior sensed something was wrong and retreated in time.

Only a few bloodstained scales remained.

After seeing the shockwave dissipate quickly, he understood what was happening.

The axe warrior conjured a three-meter-long handleed battle axe in his hand to avoid getting too close.

Moreover, his throat pouch swelled up rapidly, like an inflating balloon.

Ice mist breath!

A rock wall suddenly appeared in front of Linde, but in less than a second, the rocks froze into ice shards and shattered all over the ground.

Fortunately, he had already moved from his original position behind the wall, avoiding the killing range of the breath.

Several consecutive exchanges were conducted to test each other.

Linde had some understanding of the current enemy's strength.

The lizardman, transformed into a dragonborn axe warrior, is exceptionally powerful.

Not only does it possess superb axe skills and immense strength, but it also has the ability to cast spells continuously.

It can continuously summon Frost Missiles and Ice Mist Breath during battle.

With the blessing of the scepter crystal, it showed no signs of running out of magic power, making it a true war machine.

"As expected, the difference between directly using runes and casting spells is still too great."

Linde shook his head helplessly.

The runes he possessed belonged to the underlying logic of magic.

To truly unleash the power of runes, a spell framework needs to be constructed above them.

Like the solar energy rune.

Theoretically, he could use this to unleash a terrifying solar breath or summon countless fire missiles.

Unfortunately, his pioneering sorcery and elemental magic belong to two different systems.

They also lack knowledge of the magic of this world.

Creating spells from scratch will take some time.

With the enemy on guard, Lind really couldn't do anything about this crazed lizardman.

"Amazing martial arts skills, but unfortunately I am not a warrior and do not care about the honor of fighting in the North."

Lind smiled, shook his head, and took a step back.

He was a wizarding scholar and the lord of the sunflowers.

It doesn't matter if you can't win a one-on-one fight, don't you even know whose territory this is?

The next moment, a hail of wolf-tooth arrows whistled through the air, and steel weapons were hurled at us!

Axe warriors wield their battle axes.

With a series of clanging sounds, the broad axe blade deflected the arrows and spears.

But before he could catch his breath, William raised the Wolf King Greatsword high, and the Frostfang Wolf roared with its head held high.

Several streaks of white wolf sword energy swept in.

boom!

The battle axe shattered inch by inch upon colliding with the sword energy.

The axe warrior raised his scepter and called upon the ice barrier.

However, the heavy rock spear tore through the wind and snow, and the wolf-tooth arrow that followed pierced his chest.

Lind, William, and Frostfang Wolf stood in a triangle, surrounded by the Bearmane Iron Guards with their shields raised.

A continuous rain of arrows rained down on the enemy from behind.

"roar!"

Unable to bear the humiliation, the axe warrior ignored the arrows around him, fixed his gaze on Lind, and charged forward with the intention of taking him down with him.

Linde raised the Wolf King Straight Sword to block the battle axe, preventing it from directly charging at the soldiers behind him.

Just as the two sides were locked in a power struggle.

Two curved blades attacked from the shadows, slicing open the axe warrior's muscular shoulders.

Heda flicked her wolf tail and chose to join the battle.

Linde felt much less stressed, glanced at her, and said nothing.

On the other side, the axe warrior's final charge was blocked, and he roared angrily as he dragged his exhausted body.

All that answered him was a cold arrow.

Another offensive.

The cold wind that had enveloped the battlefield slowly receded.

Lucas, in his dragonborn axe warrior form, stood motionless for a long time.

His limbs were pierced by arrows, and all the blood in his body had long since drained away. Only his eyes remained open, glaring defiantly at Lind.

"A respectable soldier, of course, I'm not talking about you."

Lind threw the Wolf King's Straight Sword, which pierced the snow.

A painful, mournful cry came from below.

Beneath the soil, a four-legged lizard revealed itself, clutching the ancestral crystal from the scepter, attempting to feign death to evade the search. "Human, you will suffer a terrible death!"

Lucas's resentful voice came from the lizard's mouth.

He hugged the crystal tightly, and in that instant, his body split apart.

They actually transformed into hundreds or even thousands of small lizards and scattered in all directions.

Under the cover of the Ancestral Crystal, Linde couldn't immediately determine their true form and shouted, "Stop them! Don't let a single one escape!"

Flames and icefalls once again engulfed the battlefield.

The Bearmane Iron Guards raised their spears high and strung the lizards that crawled by like candied hawthorns.

Heda brandished his scimitar, harvesting lizards, when he suddenly discovered that the blade had passed right through one of the lizards, as if it were just a phantom.

"You foolish bastards, you have no idea how powerful the Dragon Court is!"

The lizard clung tightly to the crystal, and after confirming that it had entered the gap between reality and the spirit world, it burst into wild laughter.

What if his body is killed? Mortals cannot touch the spiritual.

The day he returns with his dragonborn army will be the beginning of these humans' nightmares!

"Why can't I cut it!"

Just as Hedda was brandishing his scimitar, anxious and helpless.

Lind approached, summoned the Wizard's Notebook, and slammed it down on the semi-transparent lizard.

Under Lucas's incredulous gaze.

His body was actually slapped out of the gap alive!

The Ancestral Spirit Crystal then fell to the ground.