A baby dragon has built a nest outside the Novice Village

Chapter 65 Nostalgic

Fary saw Reinhardt and his group being thrown high into the air by the shock wave of the explosion behind them. Ella hurriedly cast the Feather Fall spell, allowing the three "people" to land safely.

Not far ahead, the main castle was collapsing.

The explosion below had obviously damaged the load-bearing structure of the main fort. It was now like a melting ice cream, with pieces of the building structure breaking away from the main body and falling to the ground.

The undead were rushing out of various exits of the main castle like rats. If they stayed in the main castle they would only be smashed and buried, so they had no choice but to come out and fight the dragon.

Fari adjusted his position in the air and found a very comfortable attack path.

"Game time begins."

Farui can use his flying ability to play around at will and eliminate the "prey" below that are weaker than him. For him, what follows is like a hunting game.

It's Farrell's second favorite thing in a world devoid of entertainment.

Fari aimed at the undead stitched beast that looked the largest and strongest, with probably the fifth-level strength.

Moreover, the conditions were indeed very reasonable. If it were a normal, treacherous, cruel and greedy black dragon, it might have agreed to such conditions.

"Then we have no choice but to take action."

Fary interrupted his dive, flapped his wings, and gained altitude, dodging an "object" that was hitting him like a cannonball.

However, the two warriors did not show any signs of weakness, nor did they emit the unique cold aura of undead creatures.

But Farui is not a normal black dragon.

Fary looked up at the sky. The sun was hanging steadily there. Sunlight is the natural enemy of vampires. Even high-level vampires would become weak if exposed to direct sunlight without any shelter. If the exposure lasted a little longer, they would be injured.

Those undeads had no good way to deal with Farui in the air, but Reinhardt and his group who were also on the ground had more ways to deal with them.

"Vampire, or human?"

And the pair of bat wings behind them are probably the reward for their loyalty.

Both of them have bat wings on their backs, which look like vampire features.

Fari was not surprised. There are always some mortals who turn to evil forces for power, rights or some other interests.

While the two sides were fighting fiercely in the air, fighting also began on the ground.

"Living people are mixed up with vampires."

The two people in front of him both have the strength of level eight, and they have the capital to negotiate terms in front of a young dragon like Fari.

The two level eight warriors flapped their bat wings to avoid the breath, and then rushed towards Fary from the left and right.

What greeted Popokar and the others was a violent breath.

However, just as Fari was about to start the game, he sensed two powerful auras approaching rapidly.

Popokar and Karala were originally near the town of Hein, not far from here. They would have gone to the two castles separately, but the noise from the French side was too loud, and the explosion could even be heard in the town of Hein.

The "cannonball" that Fari dodged fell on the city wall. It was a warrior with bat wings on his back and a two-handed sword in his hand.

So, the two of them appeared in front of Fari together.

"Dragon, the fight here has nothing to do with you. If you are hired to fight us for wealth, the knight is willing to pay double in exchange for your departure."

Each of Reinhardt's swords could split two or three low-level undead spirits, and Ella's spells could clear out a dozen undead spirits in front of him each time. Krigo wielded fire as a weapon, and every time he swung it, several undead bodies would be torn apart and fall completely.

The Blood Heir looked coldly at Reinhardt and his men as they wantonly harvested low-level undead. He and the few guards around him had no intention of taking action.

However, whenever Reinhardt and his men were about to break through the encirclement of low-level undead, he would wave his hand and let another wave of low-level undead come forward to block the gap.

"The losses have exceeded two hundred."

The bloodline is counting the losses.

"But the warrior's speed also began to slow down, and the mage began to use more first-level spells with lower mana consumption."

At the same time, he was also calculating the remaining combat power of Reinhardt and his group. He used the traditional Undead tactics, using a large number of low-level Undead to consume the enemy's strength and soften the enemy's will. Then he invested in the real high-level combat power and killed them with one blow.

A warrior with bat wings on his back fell heavily next to the blood heir, but he quickly turned over and got up, drank a large bottle of life potion, then spread his wings and flew up, joining the battle in the air again.

In the sky, Fari suppressed two level eight warriors, but he couldn't get rid of them in a short time.

These two guys had no martial ethics at all. They treated healing potions and magic scrolls as if they were free. Fary finally injured one of them, but soon he was able to recover with the help of magic and potions and rejoin the battle.

"This can't go on like this."

Reinhardt took two deep breaths. He could feel his hands and feet becoming heavier, and his sword-swinging movements began to slow down.

There were also several hundred low-level undead near the encirclement, ready to fill the gap at any time.

He looked at the sword in his hand.

"I can temporarily raise you to the peak of level eight. If you're lucky, you can reach level nine, but the duration is only five minutes."

Reinhardt looked at the dense crowd of undead in front of him.

The biggest weakness of a warrior is that he is not strong against groups. Only warriors above level ten have a few abilities to kill enemies on a large scale.

However, most warriors only reach level five or six throughout their entire lives. If they reach level seven or above, they can basically find a way to obtain a minor noble title. As for level ten or above, that is not something that ordinary people should consider.

“We have to find a way to reduce the obstacles.”

There were still a large number of undead blocking the way ahead. Even if Reinhardt let the soul in the sword take control of his body, it would be difficult to break through the flesh wall formed by the undead within five minutes and then kill the wise blood heir behind.

"Ella, Krigor, help me."

Reinhardt changed direction, seemingly trying to break out towards the city gate. Ella and Krigo soon followed suit.

"Don't even think about running away."

The blood heir waved his hand, and the formation of the undead began to change. The originally even encirclement turned into an ellipse. More undead were stacked in the direction of the city gate. In contrast, the number of undead in other directions became fewer.

This is exactly what Reinhardt wanted.

The blood heir probably thought that with Reinhardt and his men's strength, even if they launched a surprise attack, the thinned "flesh wall" of the undead would be able to hold them off for a while, allowing him to readjust the formation and draw on the undead nearby to plug the gap.

According to the strength Reinhardt has shown so far, Bloodline's calculations were not wrong.

"I really miss it."

Reinhardt's aura changed. He turned around and attacked the blood heir.

"Stop him."

It took the bloodline four or five seconds to react. The surrounding undead came forward to block between him and "Reinhardt", forming a new "meat wall".

Several pyroblasts landed precisely on the paths of the undead, and the explosions and shock waves blew them away, blocking the undead's advance.

"Thanks!"

Ella's spell could only buy about four or five seconds, but this was enough for Reinhardt to break through the encirclement of low-level undead and rush towards the blood heir.

The Blood Heir's guards rushed forward. These were all fourth or fifth level undead monsters. Each one of them would require the joint efforts of thirty or forty Shadow Crow mercenaries, and would only be dealt with after suffering certain casualties.

But in front of the current "Reinhardt", they can only withstand one sword.

"For the 'Undead Stitcher', the weak point is the intersection of several stitches. For the 'Flesh Abomination', just cut off the head in the middle. For the 'Blood Golem', just destroy the soul crystal that powers it."

There is no longer any barrier between the bloodline and "Reinhardt".

"As for you, Bloodline, just like a vampire, a stab through the heart will end it."

The long sword pierced through the blood heir's chest, and watching him slowly fall down, Reinhardt sighed.

"I can actually feel the feeling of piercing the bloodline's heart again. It really makes me miss it."

(End of this chapter)