Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys Chapter 1592 - 550: An Unstoppable Blow!
Previously on Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys...
With Metheus accelerating through the skies, the landscape beneath shifted swiftly.
Starting from the expansive golden wheat plains near the Imperial City of Tamriel, it transformed into undulating hills covered in forests, followed by a vast stretch of verdant woodlands...
Rein observed the intense air pressure squeezing against Metheus’s wings, creating distinct white trails in the air.
"This velocity nears the sound barrier," Rein remarked while gazing at the sight, a grin spreading across his face.
"It surpasses the old high-speed airship by at least triple the pace."
Truth be told, Metheus hadn’t yet reached its maximum velocity.
During a brief surge, it could accelerate to twice this rate, shattering the sound barrier entirely.
However, such an effort would drain a tremendous amount of stamina.
In most cases, the pace they maintained now served as its standard flight speed.
Similar to a fighter jet, it possessed a routine cruising velocity alongside a peak performance level.
...
More than an hour passed.
At the Shirendil Plateau, inside the Isodre School outpost.
"Esteemed lords, a massive black dragon approaches from the far horizon—please come see for yourselves." A youthful wizard dashed up, announcing breathlessly.
"Hmm? You’re certain it’s a black dragon?"
"Er... it’s completely dark, no doubt about it being a black dragon." The young wizard affirmed with a vigorous nod.
"Black dragon? Not many Imperial Dragon Knights mount black dragons. Is Crown Hector on his way? Yet he typically remains in the Empire’s Sava Province—so why head to the Shirendil Plateau?"
As the Sect Leader of the Bixiu Mechanization School, Moria possessed deep knowledge of the Imperial Guardians, yet even after pondering, though several possible dragon knights surfaced in his thoughts, he merely shook his head faintly, deeply perplexed.
"Let’s all go welcome them as a group."
After brief reflection, Moria addressed the High Rank Wizard from the Isodre School standing nearby.
...
"Hiss~ What a enormous black dragon!"
"Indeed, it’s massively oversized!"
By the time Moria and his companions reached the freshly upgraded square of the Isodre School, numerous wizards had gathered, gesturing toward the colossal black dragon soaring in from the distant skyline.
"Hmm? An aged dragon? Wait, it’s a supremely ancient dragon!" Moria burst out.
Being a High Rank Wizard on the verge of advancing to the Dawn Wizard realm, he instantly perceived the immense scale of the incoming black dragon.
It went beyond a typical dragon; this was a truly colossal black dragon at the supremely ancient level!
"A black dragon reaching the supremely ancient dragon stage?"
"Does the Empire even boast a dragon knight like that?" The pair of senior wizards from the Isodre School traded looks involuntarily, mirroring the bewilderment in one another’s gazes.
"Trouble! It could be a freshly awakened ancient dragon—everyone, get ready to fight!" Realization struck Moria like a thunderbolt, prompting his urgent cry.
Long ago, millennia before the Dragan Empire’s founding, countless dragons harbored ill will toward humanity.
"Move! Power up the Destroyer and brace for combat."
Moria’s command sent the assembled wizards into chaotic motion.
"It’s me!"
Right then, a voice well-known to Moria echoed from the nearing black dragon in the heavens.
Even though it remained at a considerable distance, the youthful male tone rang out with startling clarity, resounding for all wizards there.
Suddenly, the dashing wizards halted in their tracks one by one.
They might not recognize the voice personally, yet everyone detected the lack of malice from its speaker.
"Rein! That’s Rein!"
Like a sudden spark, the realization ignited in Mentor Mogaro’s thoughts, leading to his outburst.
Sure enough, once the enormous black dragon touched down, a figure recognized by the Bixiu Mechanization School wizards leaped from its grand, gleaming ebony spine.
"Lord Rein!"
"Lord Rein it is!"
"Ah, so this mount belongs to Lord Rein!"
Those wizards acquainted with Rein instantly relaxed, crying out in astonishment.
Meanwhile, wizards from different schools, catching sight of the famed Empire’s prodigy and history’s youngest Imperial Guardian, displayed deference and offered salutations.
From afar, various individuals murmured softly or questioned the adjacent Bixiu Mechanization School wizards:
"Could this be Lord Rein? Remarkably youthful, as expected."
"Hey, have you observed how exceptionally huge Lord Rein’s black dragon appears? I’ve witnessed other Imperial Dragon Knights before, and their mounts looked merely half as big as Lord Rein’s black dragon."
"The Bixiu Mechanization School truly hit the jackpot nurturing a talent like Lord Rein; how I wish he’d come from our own school."
A Liquidized Wizard hailing from the mid-tier wizard organization ’Rocky Mechanized Workshop’ lamented.
"Sect Leader, Mentor."
"Huh? How come there are twice the wizards here now?" Rein scanned the area briefly, noting almost double the number of wizards compared to his departure.
After all, individuals gifted with wizard potential are scarce, and among them stood several clutching components of mechanical contraptions—puppet-crafting wizards, who prove even rarer.
Clearly, such talents hadn’t been drawn from the Shirendil Plateau itself.
"Haha, Rein, have you overlooked the establishment of the Mechanical Association?"
"Those unfamiliar faces include some fresh wizards and apprentices, plus others dispatched from various schools for observation. Plenty of wizard organizations specializing in demon statue creation show keen enthusiasm for our Mechanical Association."